I just covet their strength

Chapter 22 I No Longer Have Nothing

The shadow of the holy tree sprinkled the filtered bright morning light into the window. Lesia opened her eyes the moment the first ray of sunlight shone into the dim room, and took a deep breath against the morning mist.

The gentle breeze caressed the cheeks, bringing the fragrance of thousands of flowers and plants in the Holy Tree Palace. The silver-haired dragon-horned girl's nose twitched slightly, and she could distinguish the ingredients.

The long, slightly curved eyelashes blinked, and the girl whispered:
"good morning World."

Getting up with an expectation she had never had before, Lesia began to take a shower and change clothes.

Thanks to prosthetic limbs, things that used to take a person half a day to complete are now easier and more enjoyable.

After a while, Lesia looked at her figure carefully in front of the floor-length mirror in the bedroom:
The girl reflected in the mirror had dazzling silver hair that looked like it was made of real silver. It was draped over her shoulders, and part of her hair was pulled up in an elegant braid on the side of her shoulders.

The legs constructed of bionic prosthetics look just like flesh and blood, round and slender, delicate and white, and even the touch is almost restored.

As for the cracks and scars on the body, they tried their best to cover them up with gloves and knee-high socks. The missing eyes on the side of the face were also covered up with a half-moon white mask.

This makes it slightly mysterious and adds a bit of charm.

The skirt worn by the white-haired dragon lady is a simple and elegant long skirt, which reveals the girl's slim figure. In fact, if it were not for the destruction of divine punishment, Lesia should be the brightest pearl in the royal family.

Lesia turned around in front of the mirror, even comparing the few sets of clothes she had.

"Will Weiss like this dress? Or this one?"

"Does he like things that are too flashy? Shouldn't something more plain and elegant be better?"

"Wes seems to like my silver hair and these horns very much. Ha, what a strange interest."

"But what Weiss appreciates more is probably the inside, of course it is!"

While muttering to herself, Lesia walked to the window and looked outside the palace, her eyes filled with joy of anticipation.

"Wait. Today seems to be the Holy Tree Festival? Weiss is going to participate in the Secret Realm Trial and won't be here. I actually forgot about this."

The silver-haired princess suddenly realized something important. If she were a normal imperial person, she would definitely not forget the New Year's Day, but she, a dragon-blooded bastard, was not allowed to participate in the New Year's celebration. Therefore, Lesia was also concerned about the Holy Tree. Festival with no expectations.

"Since when did I take Wes' visit as a matter of course?"

Taking a long breath, Lesia sighed softly.

I was obviously used to living a life alone, but it turned upside down in just a few weeks.

Since meeting Westhead, the latter would eagerly come over to spend a whole day with Lesia almost every day or two.

This made the silver-haired girl start to look forward to tomorrow, start to care about her appearance, and also start to feel unnecessary worries and melancholy.

"Weiss can't be around me all the time. He has his own life, but I have to be trapped in this prison?"

Lesia leaned against the window and sighed.

"Click——"

Suddenly, the breeze blew a yellowing leaf and floated into the hands of the silver-haired princess.

"!!!"

Lesia's pupils suddenly dilated, her heart and lungs stopped, her blood flowed backwards, and her whole body became stiff.

My mind goes blank and I can't think of anything.

"."

After an unknown amount of time of suffocation and sluggishness, Lesia could clearly see what was in her hand.

It was really just a fallen leaf.

A piece of delicate fallen leaves with a silky texture, probably drifting from the garden in the distance.

However, Lesia did not feel happy about surviving the disaster at all. She clenched her fists tightly and looked pale.

The instinctive reaction of the body just now is a truth that cannot be concealed.

She was scared, she was terrified.

It was clear that not long ago, he could laugh contemptuously at any divine punishment, but now he is trembling with fear.

Lesia almost collapsed on the chair, silently stroking the mask that covered the incomplete parts.

long silence.

She knew why she was afraid.

She was afraid that the divine punishment would leave her incomplete, unable to see West's face, hear West's voice, smell West's breath, and unable to hold Westhead in her arms.
Just imagining all this made Lesia feel unbelievable hatred, panic and sadness.

These emotions that she once abandoned, Lesia believes that only anger and indifference are the postures she should have. People with fear and sorrow in their hearts are weak!
Why have I become so weak?
After thinking for a long time, the silver-haired dragon girl closed her eyes and let out a faint sigh:

"Ah, I don't have nothing anymore."

Reshia has never felt love. She has had clear consciousness and memory since the moment she was born, and she has witnessed the chaos and disaster caused by her birth.

The marriage between her parents stemmed from conspiracy and evil thoughts, and Lesia was definitely not the result of love.

Her brother and sister believed that she was a stain on the sacred blood of the royal family and hated her with all their heart.

The people of the empire went to great lengths to curse the princess who was bleeding with dragon blood. Her existence was a blasphemy to their faith.

Even the supreme divine ancestor inflicted countless cruel punishments on himself without saying a word.

Lesia became a sinner, a filth, a bastard, a scumbag, an evil beast, and the source of all evil in the eyes of everyone.

Her birth and existence was the greatest sin, despite having done nothing.

Leixia had been sad, angry, desperate, and numb before finally accepting her fate calmly.

She had nothing anyway.

Because I have nothing, there is no need to hate, and I will never look forward to it.

Because you have nothing, you can generously despise fate and ridicule suffering.

Because I have nothing, I have nothing to fear.

I have never gained anything, so how can I be afraid of losing it?
So be it, I will go on fearlessly forever, until death comes to those who have nothing - that is not scary at all, after all, even life is not what she has.

Born with nothing, and left with nothing, leaving only a sneer on the world after taking on all the suffering.

That's how it should be.

Until Westhead appeared in her life and invited Lesia to dance.

The notoriously handsome disciple in the imperial capital swore to the gods that he recognized Lesia's beauty, even if she was scarred.

Duke Qinghui, who was clearly blessed by the gods to hold a high position, actually ridiculed the powerful and insulted the ancestors because of his own experience, even if it made him seclude himself from everyone.

In order not to be separated from him, the prosperous branch whose family was ruined would rather give up the hope of reviving the family, even if it would violate the laws of his ancestors and suffer humiliation from everyone.

Weiss said he wanted to share his life with him.

At that time, Lesia suddenly realized that she no longer had nothing, she had a precious relationship.

like? Attachment? like?
No matter what, it is a treasure that is so precious that it cannot be described in words. Even if you spend all your time in the world, you will not be able to find an existence that can compare with this feeling!
The gray world has color, and the silent heart suddenly fires a salute.

Such beauty and sweetness made Lesia feel that the world was gentle for the first time.

However, when she thought that she might never see Westhead again, the silver-haired dragon girl felt the pain of having her bones and heart ripped out, which almost made her faint.

The flames of unwillingness and despair burned her soul.

Unacceptable, unacceptable.
Never accept it!

How could I lose my only treasure! ?

"It turns out that I have never been strong or noble. I am also a weak and mediocre person who tries to push his limits."

Lesia laughed to herself.

She openly accepted her ugliness and admitted her fears.

"Yes, I am just a timid and cowardly person. I am afraid of losing my only treasure. I am so greedy and attached to the world."

Lesia once thought that death was a kind of relief and had a contemptuous attitude towards life and death. However, only now did she realize that she was completely wrong.

Those who think they can endure the darkness have just never seen the light.

Possessing the most precious treasure in the world, Lesia would not let it go no matter what.

Lesia stood up, her only eye still filled with determination.

"Zizzi-"

Taking a deep breath, with a crisp sound, blue lightning arcs wrapped around Lesia's arms.

No longer suppressing the surging blood in her body, the silver-haired princess unleashed her dragon instinct.

Then the dragon thunder spread on the body surface, smoothing and healing all the burn marks and scars, and half of the mask was shattered in an instant.

".I need an answer."

She has never been one to sit back and wait for death when encountering desperate situations and difficulties. If more than ten years of suffering and torture have taught Lesia anything.

That is, tears have no effect, only actions are worth relying on.

(End of this chapter)