"It's okay. Everything is already in the past."
"I only wish for you to be happy."
"As for revenge? It's best to forget about it.", she said, and the girl understood that she was sending her off.
Although unwilling, she could only accept it. After bowing one last time, she exited the room.
However, the face she had just seen in the portrait remained etched on her mind.
It was of a man with unkempt red hair and a tall but lean build, holding a giant sword.
The girl did not realize it, but the man closely resembled her.
Not only in appearance, but most importantly, in the way the two carried themselves. If anyone saw them side by side, they would mistake them for father and daughter.
--
Sensing the girl return to her room and dreaming about revenge, a smile flashed across the white-haired woman's face.
The cloudiness in her eyes vanished, and she chuckled before her smile turned into full-blown laughter.
"Haha! Demon God! You didn't expect this, did you?"
