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Chapter 529: To the Loveliest Girl in the Ocean

With the help of the teachers, Canion was sent back to the infirmary for further treatment. Although Colin glared at Phoebe fiercely for a long time, he didn't say anything more in the end - witches! These witches! He already knew the temperament of these guys!

"Mom, you need to rest." Catherine supported her mother with red eyes.

Cynthia has changed a lot compared to when she first arrived. A witch's appearance is affected by her strength. When their magic power is full, their appearance remains unchanged over the years. Only when they reach the end of their lives and the elemental power in their bodies begins to feed back to the land, will they appear to have aged.

But the Storm Witch, who was in her prime, now had gray hair and her cheeks were not as plump and smooth as before. It was obvious that this ritual had taken too much of a toll on her.

"Of course, dear, I should get some good sleep." Only her eyes were as bright as ever, full of relief at surviving the disaster.

The mother and daughter supported each other, trailing far behind the crowd. The crows that had been circling in the sky had flown in from the ceiling after the ceremony, and now filled the entire building, high and low, with their shadows. Although the red mist had dissipated, the crows seemed to still linger on the scent of blood, unwilling to leave for a long time. When people left, they stood high above and watched silently, their silence eerie.

"How could you...does your father agree with you doing this?" Catherine had no right to criticize her mother's decision. She believed that if it were her, her mother would do the same, but she was still afraid.

"You don't need his consent." Cynthia's tone was light, but Catherine heard her mother's suppressed resentment. She looked at her mother, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

Cynthia then turned her head and looked at her daughter, "He doesn't know."

"……what?"

"I didn't show him your letter, so he didn't know about it." Cynthia said calmly.

Catherine was surprised, then she understood something. "If my father knew what he did to Canion, he would definitely—"

"Who knows?" Cynthia leaned most of her body against her daughter. She was so tired that even her tone was exhausted. "When I came here, I wanted to kill George directly, but High Court was sealed. Tell me, would your father let me kill him? I can accept him not helping, but he can't be an obstacle."

Catherine was speechless. Before she even realized it, the rift between her mother and father had already become so deep...

—Mother didn't trust Father, and she wasn't bothered to gamble on what he would choose between his relatives. When did she become so deeply disappointed in him? Was it because of Canion?

"I'm so sorry, dear." Cynthia didn't know if she noticed her daughter's emotions, but when she didn't mention her husband, her tone was no longer cold and hard, "I only feel that I should say sorry to you.

I'm sorry, Catherine. It's not that I haven't thought about the outcome of the ceremony failing. There's no ready-made script ahead of you. No matter how rough and difficult the road is, you can only grit your teeth and move forward. When I think about this, my heart aches. But Canion..."

"Mom...you know that no matter what decision you make, I will support you." Catherine glanced at the white hair on her mother's forehead and felt her eyes sting. She lowered her head, "If, if you think it would be better to separate from Dad..."

Cynthia put her hand on Catherine's head, sighed, and stopped. They had already reached the entrance of the secret place, and the destroyed door was under their feet.

"Those are just small matters, Catherine, don't worry about me." Cynthia felt sorry for her daughter's understanding. Compared to herself, this daughter who shoulders the destiny of the country has to bear more. She has the blood of a witch flowing in her body, but has to walk alone in a world full of rules and regulations. What she has to break through is more than just traditional discipline.

"I won't keep you waiting too long." Catherine lowered her head and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "One year... no, before the new beast tide arrives."

"you want……"

"He must die," Catherine said in an icy tone. "And not just because of Canion. I believe a new alliance will be formed. Before that, the obstacles within the empire must be cleared. We can't let our allies arrive only to be stopped at our borders by spears."

It turned out that the mother and daughter had reached a tacit agreement on their intentions again. Cynthia pondered for a moment and said, "I'll ask Claire to come back and help you—"

"No, Mom, let my brother stay in Ozler." Catherine immediately rejected her mother's proposal. "The front line needs more manpower. I know this year's beast tide will last longer than in previous years."

"But you're alone—"

"I've never been alone." Catherine shook her head. "I have helpers, mother. Before everything is over... don't let father return to Highgarden." When Catherine said this, she realized that she was the same as her mother.

The mother and daughter were silent for a moment.

"It would be great if we could establish new alliances, but don't rely too much on the help of others," Cynthia advised her daughter earnestly. "Taking control of your own destiny is the most reliable."

Then she remembered something, "Claire reported that when the Sands Outpost was hit by a massive beast tide, a team of elves appeared and saved the situation."

"Elf?!" Catherine widened her eyes.

"—Students at the back! What are you doing? Get out of here!" A loud shout suddenly came from the front, startling Catherine. It was an unfamiliar teacher who had turned back and shouted at them.

"Ga, ga, ga—"

The crows were startled and took off in a rush. The sky was blocked by them, and the secret place suddenly became much darker.

"Hey, students, get out of here!" the teacher continued shouting.

Catherine was about to explain, but she realized that the teacher was not talking to her, so she turned her head——

In an unnoticed corner, Lilith had unknowingly found her way to the center of the secret place. She squatted in front of the small golden tree, touching the glowing branches with her hands.

"Lilith?"

…………

……

"Lilith! Is this really for me?" The little girl's voice was filled with shy joy. She confirmed it again and again, as if she couldn't believe it.

"Yes, you can plant it on campus. Greening is also very important."

"I, I have never planted trees before..." The young girl said anxiously.

"But the corals you planted are big and beautiful! Besides, the elves will help you. They are good at this."

"I will take good care of it as a testimony to your friendship with my father—"

"cut."

"cut!"

"Who wants to witness that kind of nonsense... I just want to give it to the cutest girl in the ocean. She came from the deep sea, connected the civilizations of various races, and passed on the flame of knowledge. She is amazing!"

"……I?"

"Hehe, it's you, Gloria."