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Chapter 357 - 357 302 You Are All My Wings

?Chapter 357: Chapter 302: You Are All My Wings Chapter 357: Chapter 302: You Are All My Wings Inside the cabin, a scene that would never occur in reality was unfolding—eight people, four faces.

Half were real, half were phantoms.

However, the real ones had lost all their memories, while the phantoms possessed all memories and were responsible for assessing the real ones. Although it sounded somewhat comical that the lower had overtaken the higher, it was not so amusing for the stakeholders.

“How could such a thing happen …” Sonia gripped her long sword, shaking her head and loudly retorting, “How could something so outrageous happen, you must be lying to me! You all must be bad people, all bad people…”

Rather than retorting, it was more like she was convincing herself.

“A very normal reaction,” said the Sword Maiden calmly, “After peeling away the disguise of memory, all you are left with is the purest wariness of this world—you are eager to control your own fate, unable to tolerate being adrift.”

The Observer spread his hands, “Unlike someone else.”

“But although you are unwilling to believe, you also dare not disbelieve, because you do not know what treasure you have lost,” the Sword Maiden continued. “Nothing pains you more than loss, and you are not someone who easily admits defeat.”

“Tough yet fragile, complex yet simple, cautious yet longing for embrace… You really are too easy to control,” the Sword Maiden looked at the Witch, “Compared to her, your guest seems really about to leave.”

At that moment, Diya was completely curled up in a corner, hugging her legs with her head buried within them, as if praying that the others could not see her. Her entire body trembled, murmuring indistinct words that no one could understand, her hair dirty as if mixed with a bucket of paint, her clothes constantly changing—black stockings on her left leg, white on her right, but both feet in red boots, hands covered in different colored arm sleeves.

Compared to the naive, elegant, and graceful Witch, Diya looked like a dirty child dressed in a clown suit.

“Hey—” the Witch said loudly, “Don’t be scared, alright? Can you trust them a bit more?”

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