Memories flooded into her mind like a tide.
Although the pink-haired girl couldn't remember every detail of the thirty million loops, the bits and pieces of her last reincarnation were her own visceral experiences.
The distant future.
The prosperous Okhema.
The Black Tide sweeping across heaven and earth.
The "Flame-Chase Journey" launched by all Chrysos Heirs united against the Black Tide.
Gods fell one by one; demigods rose one by one.
Epic sagas told her of Amphoreus's suffering and the people's desperate efforts at self-salvation.
The memory ended in the wheat fields of her hometown. A swordsman clad in pitch-black armor pierced the girl's chest. In her dying moments, the swordsman slowly removed his helmet, revealing a face identical to the big boy from her hometown,Phainon.
When Seliose opened her eyes again, she no longer harbored any doubts about the story the boy had told her.
Because...
This was the final legacy of the girl who had endured thirty million loops.
And now, she had inherited that legacy, witnessing with her own eyes everything that girl had experienced until the very end of her life.
"Showboating all on her own."
The boy's low voice drifted over. Seliose turned to look and saw an unconcealable sense of loss flash across his face, mixed with complaint and melancholy.
Suddenly.
As if discovering something, he looked pleasantly surprised and quickly picked something up from the empty ground.
Then.
A relieved smile blossomed on his face:
"Trying to run? Not that easy!"
[ "Memory Chip" ]
· A remnant of a "Girl's" memory, preserving parts of her life.
· Can be completed to obtain "Memory Spirit: Girl Elysia".
Not even pretending anymore.
Elysia, right?
Just straight up unleashing the True Name, huh?
"She..."
Seliose came to Aizen's side, just about to say a few words of comfort. After all, if she hadn't refused to believe him, that girl wouldn't have needed to make such a sacrifice.
"Don't worry, she's still here. It's just... it'll take some time for her to come back."
A relaxed smile faintly surfaced on Aizen's face.
"But next time, I can't let her go showboating by herself."
"Seliose, help me. I won't say this is some romantic story unlike any before. After all, I prefer a simple and brutal revenge drama! An eye for an eye, a grudge for a grudge! Join me, and then... I will take you to kill our way out!"
Those last four words were like sparks flying into dry tinder, instantly igniting a blazing light in Seliose's eyes.
She was a warrior. She wasn't good at twisty, convoluted schemes. And truthfully, in the story Aizen told, her reign after becoming a god resulted in her clan splitting into infighting, eventually destroyed by her own hands.
In that case...
She should entrust her talent to someone with wisdom!
"Alright. We... kill our way out,,,,,,!"
...
Seliose's peak period should have been several years later.
However, as the First Generation Amphoreus "Numerical Monster," the Seliose of this era was already showing signs of her prowess.
Monstrous strength capable of conquering winged beasts. Superhuman balance to ride such creatures.
Plus, astonishing spearmanship honed all by herself.
That King of Camelot had people to teach her skills. But this Daythunder Knight? Purely self-taught, playing by herself behind closed doors, forcibly grinding herself into the ranks of the strongest Chrysos Heirs.
In this era, people comparable to this stat-monster were few and far between.
And those who were, were currently serving in major city-state clans.
The Mountain-Opener, Geokles.
The future Broken Blade Earl, Labienus.
Her fellow Flame-Chase Earl, the Winterfrost Earl from the sky, Seneca.
Of course, even these people were at least one or two tiers below the Daythunder Knight.
A fierce individual who soloed a Titan.
If you switched to the CN server lore, she was basically a female version of Xiang Yu, unparalleled through the ages.
Bringing Seliose to Janusopolis again, this tiger-lady was skeptical at first. In her own cognition, she was just a little girl who knew some rough martial arts.
But coming out of Aizen's mouth, she sounded like a monster who could charge through an army of thousands seven times over.
Fun fact: A village girl named Jeanne from Domrémy also thought she was ordinary at first. Then she hit the battlefield and started chasing Englishmen across the entire map.
So.
Not believing in the supernatural, the tiger-lady found a few bandit strongholds along the way to test her hand. Only then did she realize: Holy shit, I really am shockingly strong.
The fortifications of those strongholds couldn't withstand a single round of her impact.
And those groups that barely formed a military formation scattered like birds and beasts under just one of her charges.
BYD, I'm literally Superman!!!
"Turns out I'm actually really strong?"
She couldn't help but murmur. Even the winged beast she was riding, Lunabis, wanted to laugh. If you were ordinary, how would Solabis and I have taken a liking to you?
As overlords of the sky, the Winged Beast clan was extremely proud.
She and Solabis were overlords among their kind. They only chose to become her mount and partner after meeting this young Chrysos Heir by chance and sensing the potential within her.
"Seliose, do not doubt. Your potential is the most outstanding among all Chrysos Heirs Solabis and I have ever seen in our lives."
"Among the hundred city-states of this world, not one person can stand shoulder to shoulder with you."
The subtext was:
You dumb girl, perk up! You're gonna be the Number One Expert in the World!
"Perhaps... this aptitude is a mission given to me by destiny."
After completely crushing another large stronghold, the tiger-lady looked thoughtfully at the distant dome of the sky.
Suppose, as Aizen said...
If she didn't return to the sky because of the prophecy to shoot down Aquila, but instead used this power to push Amphoreus into the Age of Flame-Chase earlier.
If she could gather more Demigods in this era...
Perhaps the future land of Amphoreus could be spared much suffering.
"Let's start with this first step."
"My friend whom I have never met... Tribios."
"In this cycle, we will truly fight side by side!"
...
"The guard strength has increased significantly."
Janusopolis.
Inside the Saintess's dwelling.
The now-adult Saintess of Janus, Tribios, was pondering how to proceed. Ten years had passed since she interpreted Cephale's prophecy.
Growing from an ignorant child to her current adult form, she had long seen through the priests outside the temple who worshipped her as a Saintess. They were nothing but treacherous thieves blinded by profit.
Her mother's death was likely inseparable from their actions.
But she could not use this life to seek revenge for her mother.
"Janus still retains a sliver of rationality. Perhaps His power is the key to my departure from Janusopolis."
However, how to approach Janus's treasury alone and contact that crucial Coreflame was the problem she currently faced.
For twenty years, she had never practiced martial arts. Even the most ordinary guard with a spear could easily pierce her throat and take her head.
She didn't doubt for a second that those people would treat her that way, just as they had treated her mother in the past.
Perhaps, for her, an even more miserable end awaited.
Before acting, she would prepare a plan for self-termination.
But regardless, she had to use this life carefully. At the very least, she could not let her mother's sacrifice be in vain.
"Mother."
"We will surely reunite at the end of the West Wind, where the flowers are fragrant."
"But... not now."
"So, please wait a little longer."