Black Bellied Belle: Demon Lord, Bite the Bait Please - Chapter 331.3

Chapter 331.3: Soul Returns

“You beast!”

Suddenly, a barely subdued rage filled roar sounded by her ears. She felt the weight pressing down on her body lift away and a piece of clothing that was filled with a kind of chilly air was immediately wrapped around her.

“There’s no need to be afraid. It’s alright now.” The youth’s clear voice that carried an icy tinge sounded in her ears, and it felt like the voice of an angel.

When she came to open her eyes, all that she saw was the always quiet and handsome looking youth, silently protecting her by her side, and the expression on his face at that moment was seemingly showing a rare moment of worry and anxiety.

She did not say anything as she looked at him, so he did not dare open his mouth as well, afraid that he would scare her, that frail and frightened little thing.

It was not known how long had passed before a change came over her gaze and she said softly to him: “Little Ye, thank you.”

Thank you for pulling me right out from Hell.

Time moved again and the scene changed. Because of her stubborn refusal to give in, she was made to watch her kin and people who were close to her die one by one as time went by, coercing her to agree to his evil intentions.

Clad in a pristine white ceremonial dress, it was the day she turned twenty. As the devil was waiting eagerly for her arrival, she chose to end her unbearably painful life.

That was because she discovered….. that even up to that point, she was still unable to steel her heart to have him dealt with permanently.

How sad and laughable is that! ?

The kinship that she treasured so much, was all just a fake and hypocritical act to him, never affecting him much in any way.

And what she was most sorry about, the person she felt she had really let down, would be the grandfather who had carefully groomed her from a very young age, hoping to see her take over the Family Clan from him.

He had told her that she must not cry, as only the weak shed tears.

And she must not be moved by affairs of the heart, as that would impede her steps in her way forward.

And now, not only has she allowed herself to be impeded, she has also cried in pitiful weakness before.

Grandfather….. must be very disappointed in her…..

But she was really tired. So wearily tired. Even though her life had spanned just a measly twenty short years, she felt as if she had already ploughed through more than a better half of her life.

Throughout her life, she had never felt so weak and helpless like now.

This time, she really felt like being a weakling for once, to escape from everything.

“Qing Yu, you’ve grown up so much…..”

An old and wizened voice that was so familiar to her seemed to reach her from far over the horizon.

“But….. why do you still dwell so much in memories of the past, unable to be free?”

Th𝗂𝖘 𝙘h𝗮pƚ𝙚r ɩ𝙨 pο𝕤ƚ℮Ԁ b𝖞 𝒌𝗂𝘵ℯ𝓃𝟬𝕧𝗲|

“Real strength, does not singularly come only from a person’s level of powers, but it’s also the ability to let things go, to forget the painful past. You’ve only paid attention to all the unbearable things that have happened on the surface, but failed to notice that it had been constantly pushing you to grow all this time as well. Have you realized that?”