This is the man the sisters had chosen, Mother always said, her mentor once spoke a sentence, "The biggest difference between men and women in this lifetime isn’t status or location, but whom they marry and whom they wed."
This is the greatest difference in the pitiful lives of men and women in this world.
Choose correctly, ascend to heaven; choose wrongly, fall eternally into purgatory.
The choice that the boy before her made had satisfied Faye immensely, making such a heavy sacrifice in exchange wasn’t easy, but Malin had not shirked his responsibilities, nor had he deceived them.
Therefore, Faye had made up her mind, she wanted to clear some troubles for her lover, "Sayer Carter, I will convince my mother on that matter."
Though he is a hero, a lord, and even publicly favored by her own mother.
But now he was her lover’s enemy, and since that was the case, she had to stand behind her beloved, especially since this man truly deserved to die.
Traitors do not deserve to live out their natural lives.
"Can you really convince your mother?" Malin seemed somewhat incredulous.
This did not make Faye angry—of course, everyone knew that Lady Anna was a very stubborn woman, but they would not know that her daughter was just the same, "My life and that of everyone here were bought at the price of Mira’s sacrifice, and the root of all this is Sayer Carter... so he must die."
"Since you, Malin, have already sworn to duel Sayer Carter... then Mother can only choose between him and me. If she decides to kill you for his sake, then one day... I will avenge you." Faye smiled at the lover before her... Yes, avenge, just as the Maya in the black wedding dress from the chasm story, Mother will one day regret the choice she made today.
Even if it means death, even if she becomes a different kind, she will remember this hatred that must be engraved forever.
Malin always says that everyone has to pay a price for their choices.
"Don’t be silly, this isn’t worth it." Malin reached out to wipe away the tear at the corner of her eye, "I will fight with all my might, don’t worry."
"I won’t worry, and I will not remarry." Faye smiled, addressing Malin’s uncertainty, "Moreover, this is my choice, I am ready to face the price I must pay."
"I will definitely win, I won’t let you and everyone face that kind of despair." Faye’s young lover almost pressed his face against hers, "Tell your mother, no matter what, I will dedicate the victory of the duel to you."
At this point, there was pride, confidence, and some indescribable feeling on Malin’s face.
Such a handsome boy, Faye thought to herself, and then she took the initiative to give Malin a kiss.
This close-range ambush caught Malin somewhat off guard, his face flushed, looking like a gentleman who had been taken advantage of.
Faye’s face also turned red—she found her courage rapidly fading, and the atmosphere became very awkward at that moment. Faye didn’t know what to do next; although she always said she was grown up, at this moment Faye still felt like a child who really didn’t understand anything.
What should she do next?
"Going for home base?"
A somewhat cold voice came from outside the door.
Faye and Malin turned their heads at the same time.
They saw four girls, all neatly dressed.
Jessica covered Maya’s eyes with her hands, Leopard Girl quickly moved her head trying to break through, Clovis seemed to be writing something in a little notebook, and Lillim, with her arms crossed over her chest, looked rather annoyed as she said, "Not continuing?"
Just as Faye was at a loss, she saw Malin stand up, he walked over to Lillim, and then picked her up in a princess carry, "Alright, let’s go down to eat first."
Watching Malin turn his head toward her and smile, Faye also smiled, threw back the covers, took the soft armor off the rack and put it on, and then donned her Mage’s robe, "Let’s go."
At Lillim’s insistent request, Malin put her down.
The little lamb frowned slightly in displeasure when Faye came to her side, "Mr. Malin really dotes on you."
"Who’s the one being spoiled and held in arms?" Faye retorted with a smile, then saw the little lamb’s face turn red all at once.
Holding out her hand and taking Lillim’s, Faye looked ahead at Malin, "We, have quite a unique lover."
"Hmm, have you heard the story of Mira?" Lillim asked.
"I have, and about Malin having a duel as well, what about you?" Faye looked at the little lamb before her.
"Of course..." Lillim watched Malin in the front, she slowed down, waiting for Maya to hasten her steps to catch up with her brother, waiting for Jessica to pass them with a hint of curiosity, waiting for Clovis to put away the little notebook in her hand and walk past.
"I’ve made up my mind, Faye, do you know?" Lillim looked at Faye, stating resolutely.
"Made up your mind about what?" Faye asked curiously, as she didn’t know why the little lamb would bring up this matter at this time.
What did she want to do?
With the power of her family, they still wouldn’t be able to reach into the Central Administrative Province, would they?
"Mr. Malin saved us again. I saw the end of another world’s me in the rift. It was Mr. Malin who purified another world’s me, and it was he who rekindled my hope for the future. This time he chose to accept Mira’s plea. I can’t ask Mr. Malin to break his vow for my happiness..." Lillim’s eyes filled with sadness, which was gradually replaced by a determination Faye didn’t possess, "I will always be Mr. Malin’s Lillim. If he is no more, then I will choose to become that world’s me, even if it means falling into the abyss, becoming a different kind, even if I no longer remember who I am. I will seek vengeance for Mr. Malin. That’s my vow. My family can forget about making me anyone else’s bride. In this world, I will always belong to Mr. Malin alone."
Faye laughed, "I have thought that as well."
"But you..." Lillim looked at Faye, somewhat incredulously exclaiming, "You are the little princess of the Mowish family, Faye. You aren’t like a daughter of a minor Noble of Carterburg. On your shoulders..." "My shoulders also bear just one head. I ask you, Lillim, what is Mr. Malin to you?"
Faye waited for Lillim’s answer, watching her.
After thinking it over, Lillim gave her answer, "Mr. Malin is my mentor, my Shield, my sword, my lover, and my Savior."
At this, Lillim looked to Faye, "What about you, Faye? In your eyes, what is Mr. Malin?"
"He is not ’what.’" Faye flicked Lillim’s forehead, then added her true answer, "He is my everything."
"Lillim, Faye, what are you talking about? Come on." Malin, standing at the top of the steps, beckoned to them.
Milani and Bippo poked their heads out from his hood.
Maya was holding his hand.
Jessica stood with her hands in her pockets, positioned behind Malin.
And Clovis... seemed to have gotten used to Malin stroking her head, as the Bunny Girl leaned her head back even further.
"Let’s go, Lillim," Faye said with a smile.
"Mhm." Lillim finally smiled, "I never thought before today that I could share a secret with you, my sister."
"Likewise, my sister, let’s see what scenes are depicted in the tapestry woven by Fate," Faye said, then began jogging toward Malin.