"Don't let yourself regret it..."
Cecilia murmured after returning home.
When Cecilia returned home, her sister was already asleep.
Looking at her sleeping sister, Cecilia fell into reminiscence.
Did she really want to become a so-called knight?
Looking at the brilliant starry sky outside the window, Cecilia recalled why she chose to become a knight.
Her choice to become a knight wasn't because of any divine calling from the Goddess, nor was it due to any aspiration toward knightly virtue.
It was because being a knight could earn money, could support herself, and could give back to the orphanage that had raised her and her sister.
"Why did I become a knight..."
Thinking about it now, perhaps it was because of—responsibility.
She bore responsibility to her hometown and to her sister.
She absolutely couldn't abandon her impoverished hometown and her mobility-impaired sister.
But now...
According to her fellow villagers, her hometown was now enjoying good days with enough food to eat under Elashia's governance, and her sister's legs were also recovering under Elashia's treatment.
With the heavy responsibility on her shoulders lifted, Cecilia, who was accustomed to moving forward under a burden, felt at a loss.
In the past, for her hometown and family, she had sacrificed almost everything she treasured except her life, including her dreams, virtues, creed, principles, and freedom.
For her sister, she could become the old emperor's pawn.
For her sister, she could become Elashia's slave.
For the responsibility she shouldered, Cecilia could sacrifice almost everything.
Now that she no longer needed to move forward under a burden, she didn't know how to find her original aspiration.
"If time could go back, what would I choose..."
Looking at her sister's adorable sleeping face, Cecilia knew that this night would inevitably be sleepless for her.
Meanwhile, in the imperial bedchamber, Elashia also lay on the large bed, looking at the moon.
She couldn't sleep either.
Six months had passed since she had transmigrated, and she had either been busy or lying around in the palace like a useless person.
Actually, she hadn't really thought properly about this world.
So when the Iron Empress informed Cecilia about the cruelty of this world, she could barely interject.
This world was, after all, a galge world.
The will of the world had never been on humanity's side from the beginning.
Elashia had just realized—she had been too optimistic.
With the power of [Mind Control], both the "Elashia" in the early game and the current Elashia could handle things with ease.
But, after all, humans in this world were too weak.
Even if she could control everyone in the Elasia Empire, including those powerful individuals, what difference would it make?
The horror of the [Undead Calamity] was beyond human imagination.
As the Undead Calamity gradually expanded, disasters and enemies beyond human imagination would successively come under the Goddess's guidance.
First came the disasters caused by the influence of the Undead Calamity, then the demon and vampire races favored by the Goddess, and finally the invincible undead army.
And what humans were about to face was not just the [Undead Calamity].
On this continent full of malice toward humans, human natural enemies were everywhere.
The vampire race entrenched in the Holy Kingdom, the demon race in the west confronting the Iron Empire, the goblins that were almost as common as bandits to the north of Elasia, the magical beasts dwelling in the northern forests, the followers of the Goddess religion within each country...
The allies that humans could form alliances with were few, and most had extremely small numbers.
This was an era where good and evil were extremely imbalanced to begin with.
And the arrival of the Undead Calamity turned this [imbalance] into a [huge disparity].
Behind all this was the manipulation of the [Goddess].
Humans were like warriors in an arena, while the Goddess sat in the audience, releasing beasts one after another to fight with humans with relish.
And the Goddess just watched as humans fought for survival, eventually bleeding to death.
In the palace, looking at the same moon as Cecilia, Elashia also murmured.
"How far can I go..."