Golden Darkness's Own Opinion

"Why are you still asking that question? Of course I—"

She has already chosen her position. She is not a saint, and she cannot do such a selfless thing as repaying evil with kindness.

"What if I say you don't have to worry about my thoughts?"

Golden Darkness adds a premise.

"Suppose, 'Eve' didn't exist in the first place?"

"How could I disregard your thoughts!?"

Because of this sudden statement, Aria was stunned for a moment, and Aria immediately reacted with obvious anger on her face. Just as she was about to grab her collar and question her loudly, she suddenly realized that this place could no longer be controlled by her temper. Where to go.Aria lowered her voice, a strange flame was burning in her throat.

"How could you not exist!? Eve, what are you hiding!?"

She is angry, she is disturbed.The indescribable premonition in the dark made her feel genuinely panicked.

"Calm down." The golden darkness pressed Aria's shoulders, pushing her approaching body away slightly, "It's just a hypothesis, a hypothesis without the slightest practical significance."

"...Since it has no practical significance." Aria turned her head awkwardly, unwilling to look into the eyes of the golden darkness, "then I refuse to answer this question."

"..."

The golden darkness felt a little tricky, she loosened the grip on Aria, and scratched her golden bangs with some trouble.

"Then let me change the question..."

"Aria, do you still recognize that the human beings in this country are your compatriots?"

"...Eve, what do you want to do? The previous question is the same, and this question is also the same. What's the point?"

"Well. Your answer will determine my next move."

"Okay." Aria stomped her feet in distress, her voice was muffled: she was still feeling uncomfortable because of the words and deeds that the golden darkness had hidden from herself. "In this country, there are people I care about. Those are relatives and friends that I recognize. If you insist, those people probably meet your definition of 'citizens'."

"……I understand."

After a moment of silence, the golden darkness let out a shallow murmur, and she raised her head to look at the "battlefield" in front of her where there was no gunpowder smoke, but there was still endless murderous aura.

In Lilith's script arrangement, it's time for her to take the stage.

Shadow of the End, Volume 189: Chapter 88 Chapter [-] Monologue

The first place where she came into contact with things related to her was at the scene of the murder.

Although they are a few dregs who are not worthy of death, killing is killing, and crime is crime. Life is not something that can be taken away at will. There is no life-killing god in this world. Life and death are judged by the law.Those who use violence to control violence and kill to stop killing are just thugs who also deserve to be judged.

At that time, I thought so.

Even if they are just the dregs living in the most corners and fringes of society, when they see those few faces that still have the fear of facing death, they still decide to intervene in this matter.

So I saw her.

Unexpected and unexpected.Although she knew that she would be watched by those gangsters, her appearance would definitely not be that bad, but when she actually saw her, for a moment, she was indeed "suffocated".

Luxurious and graceful, brilliant blond hair as if rays of light flowed through it, almost transparent white skin polished like fine jade, delicate facial features seem to have been accurately calculated, impartial place it exactly where it should be.

If there is a fly in the ointment, it is probably that she is too "cold".

Different from her own bitterness, she is the kind of inorganic "cold", deadly "cold" from the inside out, as if the "heart" of being a "human" has died.

She said her name was "Golden Darkness".

Weird name.

It's not so much a name, but a code name, right?

Then she admitted that it was indeed just a code name.

...is it just a code name?

Want to know her name, want to know her past, want to know her story.

But she was silent.

In fact, this is normal, right?In this world, how can there be any fool who would tell his secret to passers-by who are not familiar with him?

Then they were attacked.

In order to protect herself, she was injured.

Is she an idiot?Obviously we are hostile, but there is no other relationship between Butei and criminals other than "enemy"?I have sworn to arrest her, and being reasonable, saving myself won't do her any good, right?

But apart from being puzzled, I still felt a little pity and happiness.

very strange……

Really weird.

As an S-rank Butei, I was called [Aria of Two Swords and Two Guns], but because of the safety of a criminal, I would have such a strange emotion...

Later, he met a vampire named "Dracula Hilda".

Defeated the vampire named "Dracula Hilda".

She saved herself.

Saved her by himself.

Comrades, partners, robes.It was the first time that I, who had always been alone, always just [Aria], felt how lucky it was to have a trustworthy comrade-in-arms who was worth entrusting his life to.

That's right, the throbbing in my heart must be because of this.

Surely that's all.

She must be tied to him, [Holmes] needs a [Watson] who can keep up with his footsteps to help him complete his transformation.

So they kissed.

It should be the first kiss, this astringent but sweet feeling.

Just as I imagined, her lips were cold and had a minty fragrance. Although it was just a light touch, the soft feeling was still imprinted on her lips through the touch between her lips. bottom of my heart.

wrong!

How can I remember this feeling?Obviously, I am not the kind of person who can mortgage his body and integrity as chips in order to achieve his goal!How can I remember this feeling?Why would I just send my first kiss away like this?

……

She left to avoid the limelight—it wasn't because of the murder case, after all, those scumbags attacked her first, and if she defended properly, she should be acquitted on the basis of "excessive defense", forcing her to What had to be left was the power she displayed, the power coveted by the state machine.

When she was gone, I was reflecting on myself.

It reminded me of that parting kiss.

Cool, soft, sweet—

No, no, no, I can't think about it anymore.

Sure enough... I...have a strange feeling for her...

Follow her to Japan.

Saw that she had a new partner.

Saw her have a new life.

irritable, unhappy.

In her circle, she has no place for herself.

In the building of the Butei High Sniper Division in Tokyo, she was seen hugging the girl named "Reki" intimately.

...What is this feeling?

It was as if a gap had been opened in the heart, and the cold, cruel wind kept pouring in from the gap, and even the brothers and feet lost consciousness and temperature because of this weird "wind", but the strange thing was that they Instead of feeling bloated by the raging and roaring "wind", it felt...empty.

It finally dawned on me.

Not treating her as his own private property, the current emotion is not the anger caused by his personal belongings being taken away.

The answer that I couldn't find after reflecting on it for so long, naturally emerged at this moment.

She finally confirmed, "Kanzaki H. Aria likes the golden darkness".

……

confessed.

It's hard to say whether to agree or reject, but I can accept her reply.

later……

after that……

Petra, Gana, Oleander, [I·U].

After going through so much, I thought I knew her a little bit better.

The result... is just "thinking" after all.

Even though she knew that she must have had some difficulties in killing the de facto leader of Britain today, she refused to say anything to herself.

Because of this has been troubled until today, and then in today's meeting, she said that she slipped her mouth.

entrust.

Regarding the recent bad rumors about Her Highness Lilith, I also know a little bit.

what is this?

Try to blacken yourself, belittle yourself, and then use your "sinner" life to create a "hero"?

Is this a third-rate script?

Moreover, the proud and cold she would agree to such an unreasonable request, must it be for me again?

Not moved, not moved at all, okay?

I asked again and again, but couldn't get her answer.

My heart, which was originally hot, also slowly cooled down.

Speak up, why don't you speak up?

Why not tell the truth?

Am I that untrustworthy?Why don't you share some of the burden on your shoulders with me?

I don't want to hide behind you, I don't want you to be the so-called safe haven that only belongs to me.

What I want, what I long for.

It's walking side by side with you.

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PS1: You said that Aria's inner description is too little.

PS2: This is the reason why I skipped a chapter.

Shadow of the End, Volume 190: Chapter 89 Chapter [-] Deviation

"Lilith Charles Mountbatten Windsor, I killed myself."

The golden darkness walked up to the stage from the corner without a sound. Although it was not loud, it was clear and indifferent, and instantly turned the meeting room, which was as hot as the Sahara, into an ice field on the polar region.

The high-level executives who were arguing red-faced and almost rolled up their sleeves were like ducks being strangled by their necks, staring blankly at the girl who was supposed to be the chairperson of the meeting while they were not paying attention. But he couldn't say a word.

The first words of Golden Darkness made Meluet, who retreated to the side, frowned.

It was too straightforward, too straightforward, to the point where people wondered if this person was doing something on purpose.

She had to find a way to help her get around.

"Miss [Medusa]." In order to highlight her neutral and impartial stance, she called her identification code recognized by the British government, "About this sentence, please give us a satisfactory explanation. occasion, saying such a thing is not a 'joke'. "

"Ah, of course I know that."

Responding softly, avoiding Aria's complicated and gloomy gaze, which was still shrunk in the corner, somewhat uncomfortably, Golden Darkness adjusted her voice, and by the time she faced everyone in the audience, her expression had recovered. It was as deserted as ever.

"I killed Lilith Charles Mountbatten Windsor."

she repeated again.This time, every word in the words was like a heavy anvil, falling to the ground and hitting the bottom of my heart with a loud clang.