Alternative Redemption [Quick Transmigration]

This dream didn't last long, and finally ended with a kiss from the gods on Yue's fingertips.

When Yue woke up later than usual, it was her daily prayer time.

She didn't get up immediately, but sat quietly on the bed, half-closed her eyelids to calm herself down, in fact she was sorting out the news she got that night in her heart.The drooping long eyelashes concealed all the expressions in the girl's pupils. Her expression was so gentle and harmless, like a deer that had just woken up and was still ignorant.

No one would believe that such a gentle girl was thinking one after another of weird and bizarre conjectures, and no one would have guessed that her heart was filled with interesting and extremely exciting emotions.

It has been a long time since I encountered such an interesting world, and Yue likes it very much.

The water in front of her was turbid and complicated, but she was a master who feared the world would not be chaotic, and only wished to disturb this pool of water even more.

The words that the God of Light said could at least tell her a few things.

The current God of Light used to have nothing to do with Guangming, but acquired the godhead by various means.And she became the God of Light for another reason, it seems to be for a god.This god may be other original gods in this world, or it may be the real God of Light at the beginning.

Yue's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a dark light flashed across her pupils.

Who is this God of Light speaking and praying to?

Is it facing Yue herself, or facing the original god of the body stored in Yue's dream?

If it's the latter, then Yue doesn't need to be distracted by the current God of Light for the time being, even if she has the same voice as Hilda.

If the former, then it means...

There are problems with the time and space of this plane and her true identity in this plane.

Going back to the question at the beginning, it is absolutely impossible for a world to be controlled by only one type of force, unless the god is the creation god of chaos.However, the world information Yue received clearly showed that the world was originally divided into light and darkness. This sentence told her that there was no god of creation in this world, but a god of light and a god of darkness were born at the same time.

But if this is the case, it is contrary to her second guess.Because as an outsider who accepted the mission and entered, it was impossible for Yue to obtain the body of a god...

In this case, the god is the self-born god of heaven and earth.

The girl paused, her eyelids suddenly opened, her beautiful and warm apricot eyes slowly curved into an arc, a deep smile rippled in her pupils like water waves, and the bright eyes covered her eyes. The deepest emotions in her eyes only made her face extraordinarily soft and holy.

Oh, God, God, why do you still like to play this kind of tricks?

The little saint was in a good mood, raised her head and looked out, her eyes widened suddenly, she hurriedly got up from the bed, hurriedly put on her robes, cleaned herself up with a small spell, and tilted her head to help herself. A long braid was tied behind her back.Finally, when I put on my boots and wanted to run outside, I did not forget to put the bedding on the bed neatly.

It was midday, and her prayers were a little late.

Yue prayed as usual, feeling so ashamed in her heart that she couldn't help apologizing to the Goddess of Light in a low voice when she finished her prayer.

"...God, I'm sorry, I got up late today and kept you waiting."

The little saint didn't know whether her apology could be heard by the gods, so she mustered up her courage and suddenly let out a sigh of relief after she finished speaking, and lowered her head, her brows and eyes were full of remorse, like someone who had done something wrong. Children who know what to do also want to ask forgiveness from those they are attached to.

Her fingertips, which were upright on her knees, were buttoning her clothes unconsciously, frustrated by her careless mistake, and even suspected that the gods she admired and believed in would annoy her because of it.

The little saint pursed the corners of her lips, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she assured the stone statue of the Goddess of Light in a low voice: "Damn, I won't do it next time."

She waited, there was nothing around her, and there was no response, so she sighed a little, stood up slowly, and prepared to leave with a sense of loss and guilt.

However, at the moment she turned around, a gentle force containing light suddenly landed on the girl's hair, as if comfortingly following her braid little by little, and gently stroking for her. Li Liao was wearing a small pendant between his eyebrows.

Yue froze and stood there blankly for a long while, her almond eyes lit up instantly, she turned around and looked at the silent statue, she was so happy that she couldn't help showing a smile .

It was the first time for the young saint to look directly at the statue of the God of Light so carefully. In the past, to show respect, Yue never set her eyes on the face of the statue of the God, but only vacantly on the skirt of the Goddess of Light.But now, or because she was so happy and grateful that she forgot all these etiquettes and stared intently at the eyes of the goddess statue, with a smile overflowing from the pupils, fully reflecting the goddess of light. shadow.

"Thank you."

The girl spoke softly to the statue.

Her gaze is so warm, like a burning flame, it is the admiration born from the heart, so that anyone who looks at it will think that she is himself in the world.

No one can refuse such a look.

So are the gods.

The girl's snow-white robe swayed slightly with her brisk steps, and her slender figure gradually disappeared into the prayer hall, taking away the hearts of the gods beyond the void.

The desolate and unsmiling god's face softened, and joy and sweetness burst out from the heart that had been frozen in dust for too long.She was still sitting on the throne, staring closely at her little saint, her heart was beating along with Yue, unconsciously, she had some delusions and hopes.

The pale and slender fingertips lightly landed in the void, little by little outlining the girl's face.

I don't know how many times it has been reincarnated.

She has spent the destruction and reshaping of the world over and over again, watching everything move forward according to the trajectory of fate.

Start over, repeat the mistakes, and reinvent.

So back and forth, but still failed to wait for the gods he believed in.

Until this time, the God of Light opened his eyes again out of boredom, but unexpectedly discovered the variables in the new world.

Her little saint, her god.

Finally willing to come back.

A new round of light tests came soon, but unexpectedly caused an uproar in the temple.

The female knight who once won the championship in the knight competition turned out to be a heretic with the power of darkness!

Hilda stared blankly at her palm that was glowing with black light, her face had already turned pale unconsciously.She didn't know what to think of, she panicked and raised her head to look at the saint sitting on the high platform in the hall with a glimmer of hope. Even the companion who was in the knight order who came beside her and pressed her hard and grabbed her didn't move her body. Divide your eyes a little bit.

Her Majesty the Holy Maiden had stood up at some point, and was looking down at her calmly.

Those apricot eyes that once showed a warm smile to her were cold and cold at the moment, and there was no softness at all.

Hilda's body trembled, and a feeling of coolness slowly developed in her heart.The hostile gazes from all over the hall were not as painful as Yue's glances, it was like cutting her flesh with a blunt knife, making Hilda's heart ache.

It was the first time that Yue showed such sharp edges and corners in front of others, like a sharp sword drawn out of its scabbard.

She took out a scepter from her space, and it was filled with a strong light atmosphere.

Then, holding the scepter, she walked down the high platform step by step, and came in front of Hilda.

"...Your Highness..."

The female knight was forced to kneel on the ground, looked up at her bewilderedly, and called out cautiously.

All kinds of tenderness and bitterness in the chest fell to the lips, only merged into two short words.

Tick.

The bottom of the scepter pierced her chest without any hesitation, and the glaring red blood droplets overflowed and fell drop by drop along the bottom of the platinum scepter, hitting the ground with an imperceptible sound.

Hilda stared blankly at the person in front of her, and let her stab the scepter into her chest without any defense and resistance. The severe pain stimulated her consciousness, making her mind sober for a moment. .But when she saw the look of disgust on the girl she adored looked down at the dark blood overflowing from her chest, Hilda wished she was blind at this time, or fainted early. .

She bent the corners of her lips stiffly, revealing a bleak smile.The eyelashes drooped slightly, and the tears that had been circling for a long time rolled down instantly, and the thicker and thicker mist filled her eye sockets, covering her sight.

"...don't look any more..."

Hilda's lips trembled, and she weakly squeezed out these words, begging the little saint not to look at her again, not to look at her like this again.

This kind of gaze really hurt her ten times and a hundred times more than the scepter of light piercing her chest.

Yue glanced at her lightly, and unhurriedly pulled out his scepter from her chest.

The touch of the blunt instrument made the former female knight's lips turn white in pain, but she gritted her teeth and swallowed her voice.When Yue pulled out the scepter completely, Hilda's chest was already bloody and blood was gushing out continuously.

Her Royal Highness hated the dark breath, frowned slightly and wiped off the blood on her scepter, then cast a glance at Hilda who was about to faint, and asked her coldly: "What are you doing?" Is there anything else to say?"

The scepter of light has detected the power of darkness in Hilda's blood, which is conclusive evidence.

How could Hilda not know?

She knew in her heart that she had already been condemned, but hearing the little saint's question as if she was giving her a chance to explain, she still had two ounces of hope wishful thinking in her heart.

The pain and blood loss made her unconscious. At this moment, Hilda raised her head and stared at the saint's eyes with her last strength, her voice was a little hoarse:

"...Although I am full of darkness...but I sincerely believe in the God of Light...I am not a spy..."

After listening to her words calmly, Her Majesty the Holy Maiden pursed her lips and smiled mockingly.

"How can people in darkness deserve to believe in light?"

Yue leaned over slightly, stretched out her fingertips to grab the heretic's fragile neck, grabbed Hilda's neck abruptly and lifted her up a bit, looked straight into Hilda's eyes, and patiently said every word. to teach her:

"Your existence is original sin."

The hot water droplets mixed with the blood from the corners of the lips, dripping down the saint's wrist together, leaving a dazzling mark on her snow-white and tender skin.

There was no trace of blood on Hilda's cheeks, and the last hope in her gray eyes was shattered.

She stopped talking and looked at the girl in front of her silently. Her vague consciousness almost made her think that she was having a nightmare.

The fingertips on the neck loosened a bit, Her Royal Highness frowned and cleaned up the traces of blood slipping out of her wrist, without any emotion in her voice, and instructed the follow-up treatment to the knight suppressing Hilda.

"Put her in the divine prison first, and burn her to death after three days."

His noble Highness stroked his pure white sleeves, disdainful to look at such a heresy, and walked sideways towards the outside.

The knights bowed their heads respectfully in response to her words.

The disgusting heretic watched the white robe go away in a daze, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to catch it, but was pushed down even harder by the people around her, almost pressing her cheek against the chilly robe. on the ground.

Her Royal Highness said that she would be burned to death.

Her Majesty the Holy Maiden...don't want her anymore.

The former female knight was thinking in a daze, these thoughts were like a knife piercing her heart, and hollowing out her hot heart a little bit.

Ever since Hilda was dragged away from the main hall by the knights and thrown into prison, she has been madly begging the knights guarding the prison to see Her Majesty the Holy Maiden again, at least once.

At first, these knights ignored her, but later, seeing that she had been a companion, they felt sympathy for her, so they reluctantly accepted her begging, and asked Her Majesty the Holy Maiden if she would like to come and see her .

The person leaning in the corner was dressed in ragged clothes, and there was a pool of dirty and blackened blood that was almost rotting on his chest.She had long since lost the high spirits she had before, and her beautiful and bright gray eyes were full of darkness, unable to cause any waves.

The wound that was only sprayed with inferior medicine was already inflamed and festered, and there was a faint stench.Hilda didn't seem to feel the constant pain in her chest, she just curled up in a dark corner, quietly waiting for her Highness the Holy Maiden.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the empty prison.

Hilda suddenly raised her head and looked out, her body was almost half hanging and she was about to stand up.

She thought it would be the girl she loved and hated, but what she saw in the end was just the face of a knight.

"... Where's Your Highness?"

The rough and hoarse voice was extremely unpleasant, Hilda's heart was slightly cold, and she fell down weakly.

She asked the knight in a hurry, but she was as calm and desperate as if she had already expected the result.

The knight turned his head and sighed softly: "Your Highness...I don't want to see you."

"……Feel sorry."

Feel sorry?

Your Highness doesn't want to see her?

Hilda sat on the ground in a daze as she watched the knight walk away, whispered what the knight said, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

She raised her hand to cover most of her face, shook her head, and laughed out loud like a dazed man.

"Your Highness! Your Highness!"

"...so cruel...Your Highness..."

The laughter, which was so sad that it was almost crying blood, was sharp and piercing, wandering in this cold prison, which made people feel chills in their hearts.

The cold was so severe in the chest that Hilda shivered all over.

Crystal drops of water overflowed from her dusty fingers, and soon after, it was stained with a faint stench.

There were originally two separate consciousnesses in Hilda's mind, but now, the consciousness that has been manipulating her and driving her to believe in the God of Light has been completely suppressed by the other.

And the other one was originally her lust for the girl, but now, it has become a desire to die.

The little saint disliked her and wanted her to die.

Hilda listened to His Highness the most, so how could she disobey her?

In this life, she is full of dark power to make others disgusted, and she hopes to be favored by light in the next life, so that she will not be disgusted by the girl in her heart again.

Hilda laughed so hard that her whole body trembled, and she lay powerlessly on the dirty ground, ignoring the tears on her face.

The three days passed quickly, Hilda let the knight put on shackles expressionlessly, was pressed to the torture rack and locked up, looked down at the fire burning and taking off under her feet, without any struggle, her eyes quietly Scanning the crowd under the platform.

But until the flames completely blocked her vision, and the burning pain spread all over her body, she still couldn't find the cruel girl.

The fire in the temple is naturally different, and it only takes a few minutes to completely burn a heretic to ashes.

The sound of flames bursting resounded through the sky, and a bone on the torture rack was turned into dust, and was blown away silently by the wind amidst the cheers of the crowd.

When Yue heard the news of Hilda's death, she was finishing a prayer.

The maid who came to tell her was full of worry, which made the little saint laugh.

"Just a heretic, let's die."

Her Royal Highness calmed down her worries with a gentle voice.

What was a mere Hilda compared to her faith?

The little saint was not affected in the slightest by this, and continued to do her own thing as usual.

Waiting until the third month of Hilda's death, she received a summons from the gods while praying.

The voice of the god above the void asked his little saint very gently:

"Yue, can you come to God's Domain to accompany me?"

Her Highness, who devoutly believed in the light, bent her eyes, and her pupils were filled with delighted smiles.

"Naturally, it's my pleasure."

A Hilda leads to a god.

What a deal.

Yue is very satisfied.