Yirel's dark red eyes flashed with confusion:

"Everyone was saying how great and merciful the prophet was. I thought so too. On the day I became the chosen one of the Holy Light, Ambori Village held a grand ceremony for me. I thought I would eventually become a great priest like the prophet.

, but on the day when the temple of Karabor fell..."

"I saw the fragile side of Velen. In fact, he is not as great as the legend says. He is just a mortal who lives longer. He will also feel powerless and painful..."

"Mr. Tyrion, I actually want to forgive him. I know it's not his fault."

Yirel lowered his head and clenched his fists:

"But if I forgive him, then in those 10 years of struggle, all the pain and torture I suffered, and the belief I persisted to now, wouldn't it be meaningless? Then I would become meaningless now.

Meaningless..."

"Shua"

Tyrion put his hand on Yrel's head. He rubbed Yrel's neatly styled hair. He looked at the girl in front of him and whispered:

"So, after all, you are just a child who has not grown up."

"Whether you hate Velen or forgive him, it doesn't matter at all. From the day I recruited you, you already have a new life and a new future. You have gotten rid of the past of death, but you

Your soul and consciousness are still stuck in the past, entangled with everything that happened in the past, which will make you ignore the present that you should cherish..."

Tyrion coughed slightly, closed his eyes, and said:

"For a while, when I just woke up, I was immersed in the hatred and vowed revenge of the past. But after I actually completed the revenge of my relatives, I realized that in order to prevent myself from going crazy, I

We must find a greater goal and shift our attention from the past to the future... This is why I indulge Luminas so much."

"Yrel, I never want my subordinates to use revenge as a simple motivation to survive, because once you complete your revenge, the emptiness of your soul will swallow you up in an instant and completely destroy you."

Tyrion's fingers brushed Yrel's cheek. He opened his eyes again, looked at his subordinates, and said seriously:

"You have to understand that the life of the dead is too heavy, and the will of revenge cannot sustain this fate. You have to learn to forget the past, not completely, but to stop yourself from being affected by everything in the past. After all, for

For you now, Velen is just a familiar stranger...Don't be bound by him anymore, let yourself live a truly free and pure life, and live as Yrel!"

"The story of Yrel, the Chosen of Light, has ended. What begins now is the story of Yrel, the Death Knight. In this story, the character Velen has no special significance. Do you understand?"

"What about you? Mr. Tyrion!"

Yrel looked at Tyrion like a student looking at a teacher, and she asked in a low voice:

"After you complete your revenge, what goal do you set for yourself? Fight against the devil?"

The death knight curled up his fingers, tapped Yrel on the forehead, and then whispered:

"Fighting against the devil is just a process. I hope to see the established destiny be changed by my hands, no matter whether the change is good or bad, and witness the growth and development of the changed destiny with you..."
Chapter completed!