On the top of a mountain overlooking the battlefield, two girls stood side by side, their gazes finally ending as the smoke of battle faded and the sound of swords ceased. It was seven hundred years ago, to be more precise, in that moment when Caixin sobbed in despair.

One clad in white robes, the other veiled and suspicious, they both had something to say to each other. Their relationship was not a good one, so there was no "accommodation" between them. Neither was willing to step back, so at the next instant, they coincidentally muttered at the same time.

"You're always calling him 'senior', so why aren't you helping him?"

"You're always pestering our senior, so why are you choosing to stand by this time?"

Both of them felt guilty when facing each other, so their questions were not confident. However, even so, the person in black was definitely more uneasy than the annoying person in white.

The veiled girl was none other than the "suspicious woman" who had given the Cross of Reversal to Wang not long ago. The first owner of the Cross Sword, which would become the main weapon for Caixin in the future, was her. Since the gods were forbidden from directly intervening in the mortal world, as a goddess, she had no other choice but to provide indirect assistance to ensure Wang's safety. It's just that she didn't expect the sword to end up in the hands of a stranger, successfully saving that girl's life.

"In that case, isn't it completely meaningless for me to have given the Cross Sword? Why is our senior still so foolish..."

The "senior" in the veiled girl's mouth was none other than Wang, who had peacefully passed away. Rather than saying she was defending a stranger she had only met once, it was better to understand that she wanted to help her senior in his next life. However, up until now, no matter what her motives were, it didn't make any difference as the arrangement had basically not worked. As she hugged her head in self-blame, the white-robed girl, who had nothing to do with the church, clasped her hands in mourning for Wang on the battlefield.

"Regret is pointless; the departed is gone. Instead of being upset about the past failure, let us learn from this experience and prepare for his next life!"

"You..."

Upon hearing these cold words, the veiled girl's expression became stern, and her raised eyebrows symbolized her discontent.

"I've always wanted to ask: Chali, are you still holding a grudge against our senior because of the failure back then? Is that why you've appeared here to seek revenge on his reincarnation?"

"Oh, is that how the goddess sees it?"

The white-robed girl, Chali, stopped in her tracks but didn't turn around. Inside her raised red lips, her fair teeth emitted a chilling light.

"Don't misunderstand, I don't resent him at all. On the contrary, during the previous struggle, I unknowingly fell in love with him!"

"You fell in love with our senior? That's not funny at all."

"Hehe, I'm not in the mood to joke with the detestable goddess."

Whenever the topic of "love" came up, Chali would become extremely serious. No matter how evil her expression on her face seemed, what does it matter?

As the person in question said:

"Who said that villains can't have the right to love someone?"

A thought-provoking question.

If a girl does not understand the true nature of the other person, she will be caught off guard.

However, with her quick thinking, she still wanted to find the flaws in Charley's words and brought it up directly:

"Charley said he likes Senpai, so why didn't you lend him a hand when he was fighting alone on the battlefield?"

The girl in the black veil was restricted by her "Goddess" identity, but Charley was definitely human and could have gone to the battlefield to help Wang.

If that had been the case, Wang would not have sacrificed his life if he had even received a little bit of help;

From this perspective, the girl held a considerable amount of resentment towards Charley.

The hatred appeared on the girl's face, and every time she glared at Charley, the chilling aura almost solidified the surrounding air.

However, Charley didn't care who hated her.

Charley simply used her finger to casually play with her bangs and answered as if she were explaining the truth:

"My plan was to find a suitable opportunity, appear in front of him, and make him fall in love with me..."

At this point, Charley needed to sigh. She sincerely regretted her slow actions and lamented with great regret:

"But unfortunately, that nun suddenly appeared and completely captured his heart, leaving me with no chance to even make an appearance."

"What does that have to do with your lack of willingness to save others?"

The girl could listen up to this point, but she couldn't help but interject;

It was unrealistic to ask her not to interrupt even once throughout the conversation.

"It has a lot to do with it. Goddess, think about this: would you go out of your way to do something troublesome for someone who doesn't like you?"

"But Charley likes Senpai, right? Isn't that reason enough for you to help him?"

"Ah, well, well!"

Charley raised her index finger and shook it repeatedly, her relaxed behavior and manners were like casually discussing trivial matters such as daily household chores.

"Although you're a Goddess, you don't understand what 'love' truly means. What is love? If you fall in love with someone but they have no feelings for you, then it's just meaningless!"

One-sided love, in Charley's eyes, was nothing more than unrequited feelings and personal fantasies without any response.

Charley believed that "love" required mutual feelings. If she couldn't make the man she loved infatuated with her, then this relationship would not hold.

Furthermore, if the man she liked mistakenly fell in love with another woman, then from various perspectives:

"Do I really need to let him, as the person I love, continue living?"

The expression on the face of the girl in the black veil suddenly became as cold as iron, which was a kind of expression that demons loved to show.

Just because the person she loved didn't love her back, she would watch as he perished;

Afterwards, she would embark on a journey to find the person she loved in the next life, trying to make him fall in love with her...

This logic was too terrifying, making the listener almost doubt if Charley was human, or simply a devil in human skin.

In the moment of shock for the girl in the black veil, Charley swung her long hair behind her neck, and without looking back, she headed straight ahead.

The casual conversation came to an end, and the patience that Charley had suddenly generated was worn down by her continuous explanations.

Next, the two girls, who couldn't find common ground in their conversation, had to go their separate ways.

The girl who stayed here would continue to watch over until the day she no longer wanted to watch over Senpai.

The other girl would continue her search, striving in her own way, with the ultimate goal of obtaining love.

In a place unknown to the colorful boys, these two different types of persistence intersected and quickly diverged.