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Chapter 293

Chapter 293: Chapter 210: The new Grand Arbitrator Ligeia Chapter 293: Chapter 210: The new Grand Arbitrator Ligeia Isabel eventually changed clothes with Ligeia.

Although the reborn Ligeia had some resistance to dressing like a little girl, after the change, she happily went to look in the mirror.

“I rarely wore skirts when I was a child, mostly trousers,”

wearing Isabel’s pale yellow nightgown, Ligeia walked between them, “Mainly because I was very active at that time.

There were no girls among my peers, and I often played with the boys in the village.

“Sometimes we went fish-touching, sometimes egg-poaching.

We would climb mountains and reach peaks so high we couldn’t come down—there was even someone who accidentally fell and broke a leg.

By the time we slid down slowly, our clothes were already torn and tattered.

...

“I have also sneaked out of the house in the middle of the night, gone on graveyard adventures with friends at dawn, and even secretly threw stones to break the church windows, all because the priest was usually very harsh on us...”

These were stories from her time as Meg, ones she had never mentioned to anyone.

And now, “Meg is dead,” yet she began to talk endlessly.

It was as if she was reminiscing something, or perhaps commemorating something.

——After all, starting today, Meg would no longer be seen.

Only the reborn Ligeia remained.

That’s why Ligeia did not want Meg to be completely forgotten—although Meg was respected and valued as Avalon’s strongest, very few people truly understood who Meg was.

In most people’s minds, Meg was just a guardian, a symbol of invincibility.

She left no offspring and had long lost her family.

Her old friends, companions, colleagues, and even her first love had almost all passed away.

The remaining, still living friends were also aged.

She no longer had someone to remember her by.

So, at least “Ligeia” herself, could not forget that Meg once existed.

The contract she signed with Serpent Celestial Marshal was imprinted in her heart, constantly reminding her—she must not stop due to contentment.

From now on, she would be reborn time and again, gradually shedding all traces of her old self, until not even a human outline remained.

Unexpectedly, she didn’t feel nervous or sad about this.

On the contrary, she was somewhat eager to try.

...Perhaps she had developed a strong inclination to transcend Path without realizing when it had started.

If not, she wouldn’t have fallen in love and married a demon in her role as an Inspector all those years ago...

Ligeia quickly got over the subtle emotions—after all, she was once “Meg,” strong and steadfast of heart.

“Come on, let’s go show Queen Sofia!

”

Ligeia’s face once again bore that carefree, unconcerned smile, “I’ll treat you to something tasty later!”

Compared to just a moment ago, her smile now had an added touch of pure innocence.

Ligeia was clearly adapting quickly to her new body.

“Just to clarify,” Aiwass got into his wheelchair, somewhat helplessly, “I do not eat chicken in the morning.”

In the presence of outsiders, he still had to maintain his false image...

it had saved him several times already.

“Oh, you make it sound as if I only know about fried chicken.”

Ligeia grumbled discontentedly, “I usually stroll around Glass Island when I’m free, I bet most people don’t enjoy food as much as I do.

“I have memorized where to buy tasty food and good wine—even though I don’t smoke, I occasionally buy cigarettes for Arius.

I remember a few of his personal favorite tobacco shops.”

Saying so, Ligeia became a bit wistful, “But with a body like this, it might be inconvenient to buy alcohol and cigarettes.

It would be nice to be around seventeen or eighteen...”

“Maybe after a few more rituals, you will age a bit,”

Aiwass comforted her offhandedly.

Ligeia was really too talkative.

In the beginning, he would courteously respond, but when he realized that Ligeia could keep talking nonstop even without any response from him, he decided to rest for a bit.

The old Meg had a loud voice, and now Ligeia had inherited this trait.

To be named by one’s parents is surely a very reasonable thing.”

“A very nice name, Ligeia.

Much prettier than your previous name,” Sofia nodded in approval.

“Meg” means pearl.

A treasure born from suffering, which did coincide with Meg’s life.

But sometimes Sofia thought, perhaps it was because of that name that Meg had such an experience.

“Aren’t you envious?”

Seeing how calm Sofia was, Ligeia felt a bit regretful, “I had actually planned on stopping you properly.”

Sofia just held Ligeia, patting her back softly and said in a low voice, “I’m not so unwilling to die.

Death is but the beginning of another journey...

The Crown Lord has already decided to promote me to Angel Envoy.

I am still in the Material Realm only because I can’t let go of Avalon.

“It still has too many problems, and Princess Isabel is still too naive, utterly unprepared.

It’s not my time to die just yet, I can hold on a bit longer.

“—But that’s all it is, just holding on.

I can extend my life to the utmost with the priests’ healing.

If I were to invert means and ends, that would be a fool’s errand.”

“That’s nice,”

Ligeia said with a mix of envy and regret, “It seems we are destined to part ways after all.”

“I believe you could also be promoted to Angel Envoy by the Crown Lord.”

Sofia said earnestly, “You are the only one I’ve seen who has received the grace of the Silver-Crowned Dragon.

You are His favorite...

and now, you have even acquired draconic traits.”

“Because I also can’t let go of Avalon...

it’s like my child.”

Ligeia sighed, hugging Sofia back tightly, “If I die, Star Antimony and the Iris Flower will likely act at once.

That’s why I wanted to advance before.

But now is a better opportunity.

“Spread the word, Sofia.

Say that Meg is dead...

She has died of old age, and Ligeia has assumed the position of Grand Arbitrator.

That should make them want to move.”

“Good, this plan could work.”

Queen Sofia nodded in agreement, “Hit them hard, then they should quiet down a lot.

“So I’ll announce your death today...

When do you want the funeral?”

“Don’t bother with it, keep it secret.

That will make it more believable.”

Ligeia laughed, “Watching one’s own funeral, that’s just too absurd...

I wonder how Sherlock managed to hold back.”

“...

But will the people of Star Antimony believe it?”

Isabel couldn’t help but ask her grandmother, “Meg...

oh, Miss Ligeia told me.

The enemy they’re facing isn’t that strong.”

“It’s not about belief, but a part of them will ‘hope’ it is true.”

Sitting next to Isabel, Aiwass shook his head, speaking softly, “Even if the smarter ones among them know it’s a trap, they can’t stop those who wish to court death.”