Chapter 379 Moving On Part 8
After all the suffering he had caused, this moment of revenge was bittersweet but satisfying.
Ryder let out a loud chuckle, blood seeping from his lips.
"So this is the payment I get for saving and training you?" Continue your journey on empire
"Save me? You killed my parents…" she responded furiously.
"Your parents? You still believe that nonsense?" Ryder shook his head.
"Those people were never your real parents. They were child traffickers! They planned to sell you to some old guy with a sick fetish!"
Celine's eyes widened in shock .
For a moment, she stood frozen, her mind struggling to process his words.
Her hands shook as she tightened her grip on her daggers. "Lies," she protested, her voice trembling with rage.
"Why would I lie to you?" Ryder asked with a sneer, his voice weak and labored. "I'm already close to death, and I'm sure your friend over there will finish me off no matter what I say."
He managed to smile. "Those kids your friend killed were just like you, meant to be sold as lab rats in another city. You're the exception because you're... attractive. I was supposed to deliver you all, but..." Ryder's eyes took on a sad, distant look.
"I got soft-hearted and saved you ."
Celine's face went pale as she processed his revelation. Her hands trembled, her daggers feeling heavy in her grip.
She stared at him struggling to keep her composure. "I don't believe you," she said through gritted teeth, though her voice wavered.
"You're just trying to mess with my head like you always do!" she yelled.
"And it doesn't change what you've done. You turned us into weapons for your own benefit!" Celine yelled, her voice filled with anger.
Ryder sighed heavily, his expression one of frustration. "I trained you so you could protect yourself! I gave you the skills you needed to survive,"
"But in the end, everyone died. You killed them by bringing that monster with you," Ryder eyes narrowed, pointing an accusing finger at Reign.
"That's not true. You were the one who sent them to attack him. He just defended himself..." Her voice trailed off, filled with doubt.
Ryder shook his head at her naivety . "Do you really think someone as powerful as him couldn't have taken them down without killing them? The demon in that warehouse was an Upper Rank, and he killed it. There's no way he couldn't have spared them if he really wanted to."
"I…" Celine was at a loss for words. His claim made her question everything.
She looked at Reign, hoping he would explain or prove that he was not a bad guy.Nôv(el)B\\jnn
"I killed them because they were my enemy. There's really nothing more to it," Reign said bluntly, picking at his ear because he was already bored with all this drama.
"So... you could have spared them?" she asked weakly.
"Sure, if I wanted to," he shrugged.
She looked back at Ryder, then at Reign, struggling to process the harsh truth.
"And by the way," Reign said, casually interrupting the silence. "I can tell from his heartbeat that he is telling the truth."
Celine fell to her knees, shaking and crying. The truth hit her hard, and she couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"So, what now?" Reign asked, his tone harsh and unforgiving.
"Are you going to forgive your master? Well, I don't really care. The mission's done. We could have a funeral for the 14 and then you can live happily ever after with him," he added, a hint of jealousy creeping into his voice.
It was obvious that he didn't like her talking to Ryder so much. He was taking out his frustration on her, making his displeasure clear.
If not for Reign's words and actions, she wouldn't have believed her master at all.
"I.." her hands trembled as she struggled to hold back her emotions. Her vision blurred with tears, making it hard to focus.
With a deep breath, she closed her eyes, trying to steady herself. When she opened them again, her tears began to fall freely again.
Determined, she turned her gaze toward Ryder, her master, who was wounded and barely standing.
Her heart ached as she walked toward him, each step heavy with the burden of her decision.
Ryder looked up at her, a weak smile forming on his lips.
His eyes, once full of authority and command, were now resigned and accepting.
He threw down his remaining weapon, the clatter echoing in the still air.
His gaze met Celine's with a mixture of pride and sadness.
"So in the end... you finally managed to control your emotions," he said.
He closed his eyes, readying himself for the end.
Celine reached his side and, with a heavy heart, she pulled out her dagger.
She hesitated for a brief moment, her emotions threatening to overwhelm her, but then she took a deep breath and thrust the blade into his chest.
The motion was swift and merciful, ending his suffering as quickly as possible.
THUD!
Ryder's body went limp, and the light slowly faded from his eyes.
Celine's tears fell , mixing with the grime of the battle-scarred roof. She took a step back, her hands still trembling as she looked down at the man who had once been her master.
"Goodbye, Master," she said softly, her voice breaking with sadness.
She stood there for a moment, feeling the weight of her decision.
Reign, watching from a distance, gave a nod of approval.
"It's done," he said, his tone indifferent but acknowledging that she made the right choice.
If she had chosen to spare him, Reign would have snapped and killed Ryder in the most brutal way possible right in front of her.
What's more dangerous than a cold-blooded skull demon?
An angel with a twisted, jealous heart.
He walked closer to her and said, "Get over it and move on."
"Are you happy now?" she asked, her green eyes cold and distant, reflecting the deep scars of her heart.
Reign sighed, clearly unimpressed. "Stop acting like you're the most miserable person in the world. It's pathetic."