Chapter Seventeen Comparison

  At night, when we arrived at the temporary base of the White Knight Corps, a grand dinner was waiting for us.

  It's probably to celebrate today's complete victory.

  Especially the sudden earthquake today, Bretania's military strength was completely destroyed. The White Knight Corps, except for a few unlucky ones who were slightly injured, all members were safe and sound.

  This is a great victory, the first thorough and complete victory of the White Knights Corps after its reorganization.

  "The gods are on our side."

  "Right, Brittany will definitely fail."

  "Drive them away, drive them away."

  ……

  "A mob." Rurushu saw the crowd's disheveled appearance and let out a cold snort.

  "I said in a low voice: 'Originally it was an organization composed of some hot-blooded guys, how can they be compared with the elite of Bretania? Your requirements are too high.'"

  "And yet, they are not all a disorderly rabble." I pointed to some people who, even in the midst of victory, did not indulge in excessive drinking but instead calmly observed everything.

  including fans.

  It's not calmness, but rather the responsibility of being a leader that prevents him from indulging in celebration before achieving complete victory.

  "Ah, you've arrived." Seeing us walk in, she hastily came over to greet us, accompanied by several elderly members of the organization, Karen, Yucheng, and...

  "Kalen, you've been drinking." My gaze fell on Kalen's slightly flushed cheeks as I asked in a low tone.

  "Ah, it's like this." Seeing my expression, Fan hurriedly explained: "Kalen didn't plan on drinking at first, but she was the big hero today and some people kept toasting her..."

  "Excuse!" I gave Karen a cold glance, and she immediately became alert, standing up straight with a brush of her body, not daring to look at me, "Master..."

  "I pointed at the door and said: 'Starting from here, run a circle around the residential area, and come back to see me after you've sobered up.'"

  Karen's face suddenly fell, and she responded with a hum, brushing past me and running out the door.

  "I say, isn't this a bit too severe?" Fan said with a heavy heart.

  I gave him a faint glance, and after seeing his scalp slightly numb, I withdrew my gaze. "This is between me and my apprentice, no need for others to intervene."

  "Even if you say so..."

  "That's enough!" I cut him off coldly. "My mind is made up, no need to say more. Besides, I came here today to introduce you to my companion, the Third Apostle."

  I pulled CC over to me and pointed at the fan saying: "The leader of the White Knight Corps, our ally."

  "This is the leader of the White Knight Corps, even more ordinary than I imagined."

  CC is still sharp-tongued, and one sentence makes Fan Wei embarrassed beyond compare.

  At this time, Lelouch stepped forward a few steps, "I have something to say to you all, would you mind stopping the banquet for a moment?"

  "Alright." To Rukia, Renji seemed not to have thought of refuting him, as if his words were absolute truth.

  After Ruru and Sen left, CC turned his head towards me, "When will you ever see my wishes."

  "You're in such a hurry to die." I retorted.

  "It's just that living for too long makes one tired of everything."

  "Living for too long." I sneered, staring at her coldly, "Can I assume you're joking?"

  "As for your past, I have some understanding. An unfortunate childhood and time shaped you into the person you are today, but if it's just because of that, then she should be dead many times over. Six centuries of loneliness, six centuries of being pursued by the entire world - originally having a happy childhood, but suddenly struck by misfortune to the depths of despair, what could she do?"

  I looked at CC with a bewildered expression and said coldly: "Don't be too proud, your world compared to hers is nothing."

  "When you were struggling in hunger, she had already become the world's enemy, a ten-year-old girl, maintaining an unchanged body for thousands of years, being detested by everyone."

  "Some people will pity you, love you, but no one will love her, no one will pity her. When people see her, some are just endless disgust, hatred, kill her and be done with it."

  "You grew up in the war, met a nun who gave you eternal hell, but she participated in the war, slaughtered countless conquerors with a pair of tender hands, and paved a road forward with blood and loneliness."

  "Ah, CC, if you really think you're the most unfortunate woman in the world, tormented by eternal hell, then you're greatly mistaken. Her life is a hundred times more unfortunate than yours."

  Compared with Yiyin's life, you are just like a little kid.

  Tired of the world and wanting to end one's own life is nothing but a childish thought.

  Compared to her, you're still too tender and too young.

  In a moment when no one else could see, I pulled out a sharp dagger from my body and lightly cut open my own throat.

  In an instant, CC's gaze was shocked to the extreme.

  The next moment, her pupils suddenly contracted several times, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

  The slit throat didn't bleed, but healed quickly, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

  "See this? This is the power she has given me. The power you call eternal hell."

  I turned around wanting to leave, but was caught by CC who grabbed my clothes corner, "Who is that person you were talking about."

  "I, Wen Jielin, Anastasia, Katie, McDowell, swear to serve the one I will spend my life with, forever and ever stay by her side, never leave. Another name for her is - True Ancestor."

  "Take me to see her." CC said without hesitation. I saw longing in her eyes, was it a longing to see someone similar to herself?

  "Sorry, you will never see her again."

  Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, originally thinking that there was nothing in this world that could move her heart.

  But now...

  "Why not."

  "Because I'm also looking for her."

  ……

  After that night's conversation, I felt that CC's attitude towards me had changed a lot.

  I thought for a long time, probably because I have something in common with her.

  Eternal Hell.

  What seems like a prison to CC is an ability that I see as hope.

  Sometimes, I'm really grateful that if I hadn't been turned into a vampire by Ivan, I probably wouldn't have had so much time to help Lelouch unite the world, and I wouldn't have had endless time waiting for the creation of the time machine.

  Yes, I am extremely grateful for Yiwen's actions at that time.

  Otherwise, I might have spent a lifetime in this world, growing old and dying.

  Can't go back to her side either.