Yarra’s Adventure Notes
Chapter 1511 - 297 Nellie’s Wish

Chapter 1511: Chapter 297 Nellie’s Wish

"You already know everything, don’t you?" Nellie said with a calm smile as she knelt before Pannis, "With the threat of the Divine Servant eliminated, and preparations for the peaceful return of the Undead in place, the only and greatest threat now is naturally Danacus. What other purpose could there be in bringing you to my side at such a time? A date?"

"Why not?" Pannis retorted with a pout, "It’s been over a hundred years since we last met, occasionally having a date like this isn’t bad, is it?"

"Hehe, unfortunately, no." Nellie leaned forward, poked Pannis’s face with her finger, and shook her head, "Actually, I too wish we could, like before, find a beautiful, secluded place and stay together for days without paying attention to everything else, just enjoying the happiness of a date. Even if we can’t go out, it wouldn’t matter, we could just transform a space here in the Divine Kingdom. The key thing is just to spend a few happy days with you again. But sadly, such a life can now only exist in dreams. Time no longer allows it. Each day I exist, the risk of Danacus’s revival rises a bit. I think you wouldn’t want to wake up one morning to find that the person beside you has suddenly turned into our enemy, swinging a deadly blow at you."

"Has it really gotten that bad?" Pannis sighed, "Is it really as dangerous as you say every day? We’ve been safe for decades, and even though Danacus has been absorbing some of the energy from sacrifices over the past few years, it doesn’t necessarily mean he will revive immediately."

"Still, would you gamble on it? Don’t forget, the stake is the whole world, and everything that depends on this world, including the living and the Undead," Nellie countered. "The current state of the world is like a person sitting on a pile of Crystals that could explode at any moment due to a synthesis failure. If the Crystal pile explodes, there won’t even be any remains left of that person. But just removing the Crystal pile would allow him to live safely. Faced with this choice, is there any need to delay moving the Crystal pile? This is being irresponsible with life."

"There is a need, you’re shifting the concept," Pannis raised his voice in loud objection. "What I have to do isn’t just moving away a pile of Crystals; what I am to do is to kill you, my dear. How can you compare yourself to a cold pile of Crystals? You too are alive."

"So, after going around in a big circle, we’re back to this contentious topic," Nellie said helplessly. "Why couldn’t you just be fooled by me from the start? Trying to persuade you to agree with my plan is really troublesome. Kyle, you must understand, from the perspective of the whole world, I and a pile of Crystals on the verge of exploding are no different; both are the most dangerous hidden threats that must be eliminated. I can understand if you can’t bear to do it; that’s because you haven’t realized how severe the situation has become. If you were as clear about it as I am, you would not cling to illusory hopes anymore."

"I’m not aware of how severe the situation is?" Pannis darkly said. "Aside from your periodic sleepwalking and doing some inexplicable things under the impulse of Danacus’s will, I don’t see anything amiss. If you’re worried about making a mistake unintentionally, then with me staying by your side, monitoring you, and waking you up if something is wrong, what else do you need to worry about?"

"It’s not as simple as you think; sleepwalking is just a metaphor, it’s not really just sleepwalking," Nellie said with a bitter smile. "By the time it actually happens, you might not be able to wake me up at all."

"That’s still much better than treating you as a hazard and eliminating you now," insisted Pannis. "It would be unjust to kill an innocent person based on something that hasn’t happened yet. Would you do it if you were in my place? If not, why must I?"

"Because this is the wish of the innocent person you’re talking about," Nellie said seriously, staring intently at Pannis. "You should know what my greatest wish is right now, right?"

"I don’t know," Pannis averted his gaze and snorted heavily, "It’s always about what I should know, but in reality, I know nothing."

"Sigh," Nellie sighed deeply, looking at Pannis as if seeing a stubborn child, slightly reproachfully, "Kyle, my love, be a bit more mature. This isn’t the time to be willful. Being willful over such a minor issue is also pointless. Even if you insist that you don’t know, what use is there in that? If I tell you, won’t you know then?"

"You can tell me, and I can still choose not to listen," Pannis mumbled, refusing to meet Nellie’s eyes. "Even after hearing it, I can pretend not to have heard."

"Men, when they get sulky, they’re all like children," Nellie said with a helpless smile, placing her hands on Pannis’s face and forcefully turning his face towards hers, seriously stating, "I still have three wishes left. First, I hope the Spirit World is no longer troubled by the Undead, and every living being can live happily and safely without the threat of the Undead. Second, I hope the transformed Undead can also stop being rejected by the living, not having to worry about walking outside and being attacked by the living for no reason, just because they are Undead. Third, I hope the two worlds can coexist peacefully in the future, just like the races on the Yarran Continent now. There may be conflicts occasionally and even wars might erupt, but overall, they still rely on each other, assisting each other. I hope the Undead can also integrate and become a part of the intelligent races of the Yarran World. Now, with our joint efforts, my wishes are about to be realized, and all three wishes can be achieved. In this situation, I cannot allow anyone to sabotage my plan, not even myself. So, do you understand now? All my arrangements are in service of this ultimate goal, including the final step that you need to take. If this last step is not taken, then my decades of efforts and pain will have been in vain, and my choice akin to suicide will also have been in vain, turning into actual suicide. By then, I would probably spend my last few days living in pain and fear, agonizing under the shadow of Danacus until the day of his revival truly arrives. Could you bear to see me endure such