Chapter 205 Chapter 206 The Past (Part II)
“Don’t want to take responsibility?” Isa laughed, “I’ve thought about it for ten years, and I won’t regret it no matter the outcome.”
Jenna felt even more nauseous, as if she had been stalked by a pervert for ten years, and said, “Are you that lustful?”
“Lustful?” Isa laughed loudly, “I never expected you to understand. Who would go this far for lust? This is love.”
“This is love, it’s a flaw, and it’s also a scar.”
“You have to face the past, and don’t I have to face it head-on?” Isa said, “At that time, when you realized you couldn’t heal the scars on my face, did you think they were just ordinary scars? Do physical wounds not relate to the soul?”
“Inner demons.”
“Jenna, sometimes I hate you. You clearly knew, yet you kept pretending to be confused,” Isa said. “If it weren’t for the inner demons, would I be stuck here? I have even prepared for the promotion ceremony for three years, just waiting to resolve my inner demons. Now George is also platinum; I’m not necessarily worse than him.”
“In your view, it’s about resolving the inner demons, but it’s not just about healing the scars on my face.”
“Why not? I understand now; you’re concerned about George.” Isa chuckled bitterly, “Such a simple matter has developed to this point.”
“If it were just about healing the scars on my face, you should have told me everything directly.”
“When you heard the succubus lie, tearing up the treatment agreement.”
“It’s not about language; it’s about actions. You kept undermining my mentality, using my inner demons,” Jenna quoted a saying from a saint, “If I lose control due to guilt and seek your forgiveness, would you act like a virtuous gentleman? No, you would attack me like a hungry wolf tearing apart a lamb. To me, that’s no different from that.”
“I understand, I understand. Jenna, you women like to use sweet words to cover your own insecurities.” Isa said, “So it’s only natural for you to hurt me? There’s no point in saying more; continue watching.”
In the courtyard, little Isa followed Jenna, like a shadow, for a while.
Aunt Susie went to the bathroom.
“Can you stop following me, Bean Sprout?” little Jenna threw down the wood and said, “You’re not fun at all.”
“Weren’t you happy when you fell last time?” little Isa said, “Let’s wrestle again.”
“Not fun. I threw you off the railing, and you went home to complain.”
“I didn’t say that! It was my mom who saw the wounds on me and insisted on getting an explanation.” Little Isa felt wronged, “I clearly wore my clothes and covered them up. Let’s play a little.”
“Play?” Jenna, half a head taller than little Isa, looked him up and down and said, “Have you learned about Dragon Slayer.”
“Dragon Slayer Potions, I took it stealthily from my dad’s study.”
“Good, from now on I’ll make you my brave errand boy.”
Little Isa grabbed the book and said, “Alright, but you have to promise me to play with me.”
Little Jenna, annoyed, said, “Okay, you can pretend to be the goblin from the book.”
“Goblin?”
“Yes, the goblin with the book.”
“Um… okay!”
“Drink! Goblin, hand over the treasure!” After Jenna shouted, she charged at little Isa, bent down, and threw him to the ground.
Little Isa fell onto the grass, and Jenna picked him up with both hands, shaking him like a rag bag.
Scared, little Isa pleaded, “I’m scared, put me down, put me down.”
“You are now a goblin.”
“Brave one, please spare my life.”
Little Jenna’s face turned red with joy, and she shook him harder.
A pile of shiny things fell from little Isa, coins, gems, pouches, and a book. Jenna’s eyes lit up, and she immediately tossed little Isa aside. Little Isa covered his head and said, “It hurts!”
Saint Jenna covered her face, blushing as if her childhood fantasies were publicly read aloud.
Young Master Isa said, “Look how humble I am. Back then, I didn’t know that only pleasing others would make women look down on me. Women are inherently attracted to the strong, so I’ve worked hard all these years.”
At this moment, little Jenna flipped through the book.
“Dragon Slayer Oil?” little Jenna said, “Good stuff. I have alchemy class this afternoon; I can go refine it. See you later.”
Still on the ground, little Isa tugged at the hem of her skirt and said, “You promised we would play.”
“Didn’t we just play?” little Jenna said, “And you’re so annoying, goodbye.”
“Just play with me.”
“If you can refine Dragon Slayer Oil today.” Little Jenna waved her hand and said, “The Dragon Slayer Hero Team has a position for an alchemist.”
After that, little Jenna took the book and dashed away. Little Isa looked at her back and shouted, “I will definitely refine it.”
Beside them.
Saint Jenna was already feeling nervous, not daring to look towards the glowing orb named Isa.
In her ears, the low laughter of Young Master Isa echoed.
Time froze.
Saint Jenna walked towards the classroom in her memory.
She was anxious and unable to shake off the guilt.
Have I been deceiving myself all these years, blurring that memory just for my own peace? I was so naughty as a child, how much harm did I cause others? Whether Isa is a pervert or Ji Ma was hurt and lost control, or countless people in my hometown died in the chaos, isn’t it ultimately my fault back then?
With such emotions, Jenna stepped into the classroom.
The family teacher she remembered was still there, named Xinji, handsome, with thick black hair. Several well-off children, who were close friends, sat behind desks with various alchemy tools before them.
“Alright, kids, stop the noise; remember, today is your first potion refining. I will demonstrate first.” Xinji turned around and began to refine potions. “First, it’s the holy herbal material….”
Little Isa quickly started refining potions, turned around, and said to little Jenna, who was focused on the lesson, “Jenna, Jenna, look, I’m about to make Dragon Slayer Oil.”
“Don’t bother me.”
“Really, it’s Dragon Slayer Oil. I’ll show it to you later.”
“Jenna, quick look, the first step is done.”
“The second step is done too.”
Little Jenna said, “Can you please stop bothering me? I need to pay attention.”
“I can really make it. Look, the Dragon Breath Grass is completely wilted.”
“The oil is about to come out.” Little Isa shook the green oil in the test tube, “Dragon Slayer Oil.”
“But there’s no position for you in the Dragon Slayer Team.” Little Jenna said, “Because I can also make Dragon Slayer Oil, and I don’t want a talkative alchemist.”
“Ah?”
Little Jenna raised her hand, shaking the green oil in her test tube and said, “Look.”
Little Isa deflated, tears streaming down his face.
“Crybaby, still a man.”
Little Isa quickly wiped away his tears. He suddenly thought of something and asked, “Can you make Fire Dragon Oil?”
“I can’t.”
“Just wait and see.”
“If you have the ability, then just do it, stop bothering me during class.” Little Jenna buried her head and continued taking notes in her book.
Time sped up.
Little Isa sanctified the materials, heated the test tube, added water to cool, then quietly took a tube of fire oil from his waist pouch, filled only a third of the tube. He poured the fire oil into his test tube.
Then, slowly poured oil from his test tube, pretending to be collecting oil. He eagerly turned his head towards little Jenna and said:
“Look, I’ve made Fire Dragon Oil.”
“What?”
Little Isa puffed out his chest: “Can I be an alchemist? I can keep my words to a minimum.”
“You didn’t cover the alcohol lamp.” Little Jenna pointed to the alcohol lamp, “The teacher said to cover it; you’re not being proper.”
These two children had no awareness of the dangers of fire oil.
“You can’t go back on your word; you promised me.”
Little Jenna stood up to complain: “Teacher, he didn’t cover the alcohol lamp and is making other potions in class.”
Xinji turned around and walked down, saying, “Don’t move; let me handle it.”
Little Isa was so frightened, like a thief caught, his hand shook, and the fire oil fell onto the alcohol lamp.
“Boom!”
Thick amber-colored liquid exploded, the alcohol lamp shattered instantly, and flames shot up, with some liquid splashing onto Isa’s face.
“Ah ah!!”
Little Isa instinctively covered his face, and nearby, Xinji was also affected; the fire oil burned on his black hair. He hurriedly grabbed a wet towel and wiped Isa’s face, completely unconcerned with his own hair burning fiercely.
Little Jenna was shocked, screaming in place.
After what seemed like an eternity, the fire was finally extinguished. Little Isa turned his head, revealing a bloodied and bruised face, and said, “It was Fire Dragon Oil; you saw it, can we play now?”
Little Jenna was so terrified that she screamed, her head tipped, and she fainted.
“You encouraged him to refine the oil.”
“You harmed him.”
“You scared him, causing him to blow up his own face.”
“You forgot all this, ultimately leading to countless deaths in Marlin City that night.”
The remorseful voices echoed in Saint Jenna’s heart, and she painfully covered her ample chest.
No, it was he who clung to me; I am not at fault.
“Can we play now?”
This voice echoed in her ears again, shattering her heart.
Was I really a person who disregarded others and harmed them recklessly as a child?
The extraordinary substance within her stirred, the surroundings shattered, and regaining her composure, Jenna looked up to see the familiar mansion.
The blood-stained music box lay open on the ground, and the dancing doll inside slowly came to a halt.
Flashes of bright light flickered, and Jenna could not clearly see ahead, nor dared to touch her face with her hands, fearing what might happen if she discovered her face had already cracked.
She vaguely saw the succubus Ji Ma swinging a mace, aiming for Isa’s head.
“Damn! Take that for stealing my woman! Steal my woman! Die, bull-headed man!”
Isa held his head with both hands, howling as Ji Ma struck him. He shouted, “Jenna, you saw it, right! You made me refine the fire oil; I never lied.”
Jenna managed to stabilize herself and said, “Ji Ma, step aside!”
“Jenna?” The succubus looked back at her, her golden eyes reflecting the distant flames, sparkling.
“Step aside, I have something to say to him.”
“Dammit, if I weren’t at a disadvantage against you.” Ji Ma surprisingly complied; she dropped the mace, hugged her head with both hands, and spoke in a strange language, “I’m too weak; I can’t even protect a woman. If I were strong enough, the elven queen would bear me daughters, but now my harem is gone, wuwuwuwu.” (dialect)
Jenna didn’t understand what Ji Ma was saying, but she could tell the other was suddenly crying, obviously a sign of losing control.
Young Master Isa crawled towards her on the ground, raising his hand to touch her, his eyes sparkling, “Jenna, are you okay? You saw it all, right?”
Jenna squatted down, gripping his hand. Behind them, Ji Ma was crying even harder.
Saint Jenna’s hand reached out to touch Young Master Isa’s burned face, her eyes filled with compassion as she said, “I’m sorry, it was my fault.”
As she spoke, a gentle light burst forth from her fingertips, and Young Master Isa’s face healed at an astonishing rate.
Young Master Isa was overjoyed, stood up, and tightly held Saint Jenna’s hands, saying, “I will forgive you, as long as you promise to be with me for a lifetime.”
Saint Jenna put force into her waist and abdomen, grasped his hand, and flipped him over her shoulder, throwing him harshly to the ground like in their childhood.
Young Master Isa felt like he had fallen from heaven into a dung pit; he stared blankly at Jenna, who resembled a Valkyrie.
“I don’t need your forgiveness.” Saint Jenna said, “I’ve figured it out. Some mistakes are mine, and some are not. Blaming all faults on oneself is foolishness, only harming those close to you.”
Ji Ma’s cries stopped.
“My biggest mistake was not daring to face the past wrongs. The past me was not as bad as I imagined, but I avoided it for so long.” Saint Jenna’s hair, glowing like gold, floated without wind as she walked closer to Young Master Isa, “In the past, I was wrong, but your wrongs must also be accounted for now. You took advantage of the situation to threaten me, destroy my family’s foundation, hurt my sisters, and wantonly play with the law, disrupting order. If everyone were like you, who would still be willing to negotiate?”
“No, no, I love you, Jenna.”
Saint Jenna seized his collar with one hand, lifting him up, saying, “This is your business.”
As she spoke, she clenched her left hand, a dazzling sphere of light appeared in her palm.
“What are you going to do, Jenna?”
“I promise it will be a quick death for you, without the slightest pain.”
“You have fallen, Jenna! Think carefully, hasn’t the God of Dawn always taught you that law and integrity are the foundations of social civilization and prosperity? This is vigilantism. You’re destroying local laws for revenge.” Isa said, “It’s fine if you think I’m a bad person, but don’t fall yourself.”
“Right, according to Marlin’s law, I should accuse you in court and go through the proper procedures.”
“Right, yes, that’s how it is; I accept my fate.”
“But Marlin’s law has become a private tool in your hands; you actually used it to oppress me, what condition has law become under your heel?” Jenna said, “Evil laws do not need to be followed, just like the laws of slave owners; followers of the Sanctuary do not need to follow them. I keep to good laws. According to the Sanctuary’s laws, I am currently engaging in justifiable defense—quick, open your mouth!”
Young Master Isa quickly shut his mouth, while Jenna threw him to the ground, pinning his chest down with her knee, and with her other hand, she forcibly pried his mouth open. Young Master Isa could only watch helplessly as his goddess slowly stuffed a sphere of light into his mouth.
Jenna released him, and Young Master Isa stood up, shouting: “No!”
Bright light burst from his mouth, smoke rose from his body, and tears streamed from his eyes as he looked at Jenna, and in a flash of bright light, he was engulfed in flames and turned to ashes.
“Wow… so ruthless,” Ji Ma whispered.
“Ji Ma?”
“Ah, it’s nothing.” Ji Ma thought of how such a powerful woman would become her plaything and happily ran to Jenna’s arms, saying, “Sister Jenna, you just said you panicked; you really scared me to death.”
“Because of one person.”
Hehe, this big-breasted, brainless woman must be panicking because of me.
“Who?”
“George.” Jenna gazed into the distance, her gaze piercing through the flames and city walls, “I’m scared; I don’t deserve the brave one.”
Ji Ma suddenly felt that the chest before her was no longer fragrant.
“Ji Ma? What’s wrong with you?”
“I… my chest hurts.”
