Chapter 133: Awaiting Your Judgment - I Forged Them in Darkness, and They Buried Me in It

### Chapter 133: Awaiting Your Judgment In the notebook, the subsequent entries were simple records of preferences. These were not Lucius's own interests, but rather the daily habits of the two little witches. For instance, Selina loved sweets, while Eileen preferred milder flavors. There were also notes like how they've grown taller today and needed new clothes, and similar observations. Instead of a mere journal, it felt more like a guidebook written specifically for them. Here and there, a few mild complaints from the man were interspersed. The girl's fingers gently traced over the handwriting repeatedly. Looking at the plain, unadorned words, she felt a wave of bittersweet emotions. Often, it's such small details that unexpectedly touch the heart. After a while, Eileen hugged the notebook to her chest. Selina noticed but stayed silent, only tightening her grip on the cloak she held. Yes, that's fair. She silently acknowledged in her heart. --- The following matters seemed to become much simpler. They held no leniency or forgiveness towards the Maya Empire. Recalling the fate that had once persecuted them, there was no reason to be magnanimous. Moreover, they were the ones who drove their one and only priest to death. No one shall escape. Until a new cycle appears once more. This might lead to widespread devastation across the continent, the empire's centuries of prosperity and heritage obliterated in an instant. But what of it? They didn’t care. --- --- The journey under the alias of Lucius finally came to an end. Chen An performed his task well, reversing the balance of power in that world. The will of the world works in cycles. It's not merely black and white, but intertwined with give and take. All of this was a predestined arrangement. Upon reopening his eyes, the wind carried a bitter salty taste. Chen An was momentarily stunned. He instinctively licked his lips, then noticed the woman’s beautiful face, shimmering with subtle tears. It turned out the salty taste came from her uncontrollable tears. As she cradled Chen An, those tiny tears trickled down onto his face. Until they seeped into his mouth. The woman remained silent, simply gazing at him quietly. As their eyes met, for some reason, Chen An was the first to look away. He moved his lips, seemingly wanting to say something. But the woman gently placed a finger on his lips. Chen An was puzzled. Then, with a swift motion, her exquisitely lovely face edged closer. Compared to her once somewhat immature appearance, she now carried the aura of one graced by divinity and time, exuding an even more noble air. However, the solemn and untouchable aura inexplicably carried a hint of allure. Her every move exuded a captivating charm. In this form, she appeared somewhat unfamiliar to Chen An. Or rather, after so many lives, washed by the tides of countless years, a slight sense of unfamiliarity was only to be expected. The woman's actions continued. The longing that transcended time and space transformed into a tangible reality at this moment. She tried to kiss Chen An in her current embrace. A unique fragrance filled his nostrils. But the young man averted his head in refusal. The woman was neither upset nor angry. She simply tightened her embrace, and the twelve massive black wings on her back wrapped around them both. Floating mid-air as she was, it resembled a large black sphere suspended in the sky. After doing all this, Eileen looked at the young man and spoke softly. “Lord Lucius, is this enough?” Chen An was taken aback, “Enough for what?” Eileen looked at him, puzzled, “Did you not refuse me because you were worried about being seen?” The woman smiled radiantly, as if she had finally reclaimed something most precious that had once been lost. She continued, “Don’t worry, no one can see us now…” “Wait, wait.” Chen An raised an eyebrow, interrupting her. He said helplessly, “What’s with all this? Even if we went through that time together, it doesn’t relate to this, right?” What he really wanted to say was that during his time as Lucius, he treated the two little ones as daughters. They were so young, such thoughts never even crossed his mind. The pretense of desiring their company was merely a ruse to get closer to them. But he sensed something off about the woman, so he refrained from speaking too plainly. Otherwise, if he inadvertently angered her like Luo Cong’an last time, things might go completely awry. Upon hearing this, the woman lowered her gaze slightly. She didn't show it and instead pretended not to understand, slowly placing a delicate hand on his cheek. Chen An wanted to resist and tried to move, but she was evidently prepared. Her domain subtly unfolded, silently suppressing his movements. Chen An frowned. He indeed had feelings for Eileen, but they were strictly familial. Yet, it seemed she didn’t want to communicate peacefully right now. She leaned closer, her enticing voice whispering in his ear. “Lord Lucius, Eileen has been waiting for your judgment…” As her tender lips inadvertently touched his ear, she trembled involuntarily. Fortunately, the shiver was so subtle that no one could notice. Chen An tried to make his tone gentle as he attempted to explain, “Eileen, we both know those judgments were just excuses to deceive the church back then.” “Really?” The woman raised her eyes slightly, with a hint of mirth. Her voice turned playful. “But back when you had me tied to the cross, Lord Lucius seemed quite pleased with wielding the whip…” A witch is indeed a witch. Even after becoming a goddess, she retained her innate allure. Moreover, now freed from the innocence of youth, her charm was so potent that even Chen An found it hard to look away. But Chen An wasn’t someone lacking experience. Perhaps anyone else might have long surrendered under her relentless allure, succumbing to the spell of her dark gown. But Chen An wasn’t like that. He was exposed to far more than ordinary people, surrounded by women, each more charming than the last. Therefore, he could remain truly unfazed. Of course, part of it was his inability to reconcile with his own heart. He just couldn't bring himself to make a move on the little one he raised. Even if that little one had matured, matured to the point of practically offering herself to him. (Chapter Ends)