"How is this possible..."
Cecilia murmured as she collapsed to the ground.
The Goddess represents the will of the world. If the Goddess wants to destroy humanity...
Cecilia dared not think further.
"You must understand, we are no longer fighting against a country or a race as in the past, but against the will of this world itself."
"In the face of confronting a deity, whether you choose to give up, escape, or even surrender and defect is nothing to be ashamed of. You can very well choose to enjoy life in these final times."
Looking at the nearly broken Cecilia, Alexandra stopped speaking.
She knew Cecilia needed time.
"Elashia, give her a good vacation. Let her fully see how bleak our prospects are, then see whether she can have that level of awareness."
Elashia silently nodded.
"Alright, contact me after she's made her resolve or chosen to give up. Just remember—absolutely do not force her."
After receiving Elashia's assurance, Alexandra went offline.
Actually, Elashia hadn't expected things to go this way.
She had originally just wanted to use her adopted mother to make Cecilia believe in the credibility of her words.
But unexpectedly, Alexandra had told Cecilia the truth without any concealment, even seemingly encouraging her to choose to give up.
However—Elashia also understood Alexandra's intention.
If Cecilia couldn't resolve herself from the beginning, she would probably collapse when faced with the truth later.
After all, as the undead army resurrected, the truth would gradually surface.
If Cecilia chose to give up at that time, it would be disastrous.
Moreover, Cecilia deserved to know the truth. After all, she had only reunited with her sister a few months ago. If she wanted to spend these final times with her sister, that should be her freedom.
After all, facing an Undead Calamity whose power exceeded human understanding, only warriors who had resolved themselves could fulfill their proper roles.
Thinking of this, Elashia sighed, and together with Candice, helped Cecilia up and laid her on the bed.
Moving over a chair, Elashia placed it opposite Cecilia and sat down, looking directly into Cecilia's tear-filled eyes with a sincere gaze.
"I won't force you. You can choose to fight alongside us, or you can choose to give up and spend humanity's final moments with Sophia."
"Whatever you choose, I will completely heal her legs. I won't stop the treatment just because you've lost your value to me."
"Everything the Iron Empress just told you is the truth, including some truths I didn't want to tell you before. Whether to face an almost unbeatable enemy under hopeless conditions, or to quietly spend the final times with Little Sophia—this is your freedom."
After hearing Elashia's words, Cecilia closed her eyes, and the tears finally flowed down.
Why, when she had just reunited with her sister, when the hope of healing her sister's legs had finally appeared...
She had to face such cruel reality...
"I..."
Facing Cecilia who wanted to speak, Elashia pressed her index finger against her lips.
"You don't need to give me an answer now. I absolutely do not want a promise made in a moment of emotional intensity—that's useless."
"I just want you to know that whichever path you choose is not shameful, and whichever path you choose, I will completely heal your sister's legs."
"Only for this matter, I want a decision that comes truly from your heart, not one forced by objective circumstances."
Looking into Cecilia's azure eyes filled with tears, Elashia spoke her final words.
"But you must understand—when you have the opportunity to make a choice, don't let yourself regret it."