Chapter 110
“…Did he disappear?”
Eden muttered to himself, staring at the space where Agatha had vanished.
“Seems like it.”
I nodded at Eden’s hollow words, though my expression remained grim.
Agatha’s followers had forcibly taken him away.
At a glance, it looked like he’d exited at the perfect moment—but from another perspective, it was like a ceasefire had been declared without resolving anything.
A ceasefire doesn’t mean the war is over.
It’s just a fragile peace, lasting until the next war breaks out.
In a way, we now carried a ticking time bomb named Agatha, ready to explode at any moment.
So why did Agatha’s followers take him?
I could guess one reason.
They feared his berserk state.
He had pushed his power to the limit.
Even someone like Agatha couldn’t use infinite power forever.
If they had let him keep unleashing it, he would’ve eventually reached a critical point and exploded from magic overload.
Like a machine designed to produce only 300 units a day trying to make 500—it would overload and crash.
Just like the boss at Fire’s Stronghold lost control and nearly destroyed the stronghold itself.
Magic overload leads to berserk states.
And if someone as vast and powerful as Agatha lost control—
Everything would have been reduced to ashes.
Not only our teammates, but even Agatha’s own followers would’ve been erased without a sound.
And just moments ago…
He had tried to take me, even at the cost of his own life.
That terrifying killing intent and unhinged obsession directed solely at me.
He would’ve dragged me with him—even in death.
…Why?
Thinking back on it now, it was a terrifying situation.
If my teammates hadn’t awakened.
If Myeolmangi’s flower petals hadn’t detained Agatha’s side.
If Agatha’s followers hadn’t quickly decided to restrain him…
My team and I might not be standing on this earth right now.
Realizing that, my legs suddenly gave out.
“Noona, are you okay?”
Darwin steadied me as I staggered, glancing down with concern.
His palm, damp with sweat, pressed against my arm.
His furrowed brow, those wavering red eyes—he treated me like a fragile glass doll.
To think, the guy I thought only cared about his muscles now worried for me.
“I’m fine. I just feel… relieved.”
Overwhelmed, I smiled brightly to reassure him and turned to face the others.
Now that Agatha had retreated, as the team leader, I couldn’t show weakness.
The more unstable the situation, the more I needed to be their anchor.
I had to lead them through the storm.
Keep them steady even while walking on a shaking bridge.
That was my role—Wendy Porcelain.
“Everything will be alright.”
I said quietly, then swallowed.
The others looked at me with unreadable expressions and fell silent.
Did I come off too unreliable?
I had cried at least three or four times since we came here.
Maybe they thought I was a crybaby.
As I awkwardly moved my lips to say something—
“It’s okay even if you’re not okay.”
The silence was broken by none other than Nia.
Looking at me calmly, she began speaking slowly.
“Actually… I was supposed to die.”
She told us her story.
Born an illegitimate child of a noble family, she had lived a life worse than livestock.
Beaten constantly by her siblings.
Locked in a dark basement on the day calamity struck the world—
Her estate fell into ruin in an instant.
People died everywhere, and screams echoed from every corner.
It was a tragedy I also remembered.
The calamity Nia spoke of must’ve been the day I arrived in this world—when all the mansion’s servants turned into monsters.
As if reliving that horrifying day, Nia hesitated, then continued.
“In that blood-soaked mansion, ironically, the only one who survived wasn’t the heavily armed knights or the siblings adorned in gold and jewels—it was me, the one of the lowest status.”
Ironically, Nia, who had been locked away in the basement, was not targeted by the monsters.
As a result, she became the mansion’s sole survivor.
“Even though my body survived, my heart had died there long ago.”
This was a darker past than what the original story ever hinted at.
I had known she was timid, that she’d suffered abuse—but not that her life had been this cruel.
I swallowed a bitter lump in my throat as I silently looked at Nia.
“But everything changed after I met you, my benefactor.”
As she said that, a light returned to her eyes.
“I realized there’s someone who needs someone like me. And when I became a help to someone… I…”
Cutting off her words, Nia tightly clenched her tiny fist—and smiled brightly.
“…I was truly happy.”
Beneath her red eyes, transparent tears welled and slowly trickled down.
“So… even a life that isn’t okay, can still be okay.”
Everyone experiences a defining crisis at least once in life.
For someone like Nia, that moment might have been lifelong penance.
For someone like Lyria or me, it might have been a destined encounter.
But all crises, eventually, without fail—are meant to be overcome.
“So just once, please love the version of yourself that isn’t okay.”
Somewhere along the way, Nia had stopped stuttering.
She spoke clearly now.
“Just like you did for me.”
It’s okay to make mistakes.
To be incomplete.
Just love yourself.
Even your foolish self is still you.
Even your pathetic self deserves love—so don’t blame yourself so harshly.
“I’ve always wanted to say that.”
Her heartfelt words stirred emotions I couldn’t name.
She was just a small girl, barely Lyria’s age.
And yet she told me—not to push myself so hard.
“Nia.”
I stepped closer and gently stroked her cotton-candy-white hair.
“Thank you for telling me.”
“…”
“Truly.”
Nia closed her eyes, enjoying the soft touch, then quietly shook her head.
“I should be the one thanking you.”
I smiled at her, then slowly opened my eyes again.
The wind rustled, and I saw my comrades standing across the flower field.
Eden and Lyria, Xenon and Yeriel, the twins, and Darwin.
They were all looking in different directions—but I knew we were thinking the same thing.
“…Yeah.”
Maybe the greatest luck of all was meeting each other.
***
Thanks to the flower Myeolmangi left behind, we were able to complete the quest safely.
[Quest Completed.]
[Submitted Item: Replica of the Sura’s Calamitous Despairflower (Mature Form)]
I had worried that a replica wouldn’t count, but…
Thank goodness.
As soon as we submitted it, the quest completion window popped up.
✧✶.•¨¨•. ✶.•¨¨•.✧*•.✧
૮꒰ ˶> ༝ <˶꒱ა ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა
Quest Complete!
♫••¨•.¸¸♪✧♫•¨*•.¸¸♫
We all stared blankly at the sparkling fireworks exploding on the screen.
“…This isn’t some kind of joke, right?”
Even the usually composed Yeriel was trembling slightly in disbelief.
We knew there wouldn’t be any special rewards.
After all, the Western Flower Field was infamous in Three Lives Chronicle for being a healing chapter—a peaceful intermission.
Expecting a massive reward would’ve been greedy.
Even though Agatha kind of ruined my precious healing time.
But that wasn’t the point.
I stopped glaring at the notification window and turned toward the newly appeared portal.
[More than half the team qualifies under special conditions—‘Hidden Dungeon’ unlocked.]
A majestic golden portal began radiating dazzling light.
[Hidden Dungeon: Golden Labyrinth]
Startled by the blinding brilliance, my teammates instinctively stepped back.
“…A labyrinth?”
Just the name Golden Labyrinth made it sound like it contained all sorts of treasures.
Finally.
Smiling faintly, I took the first step forward.
That place—that Golden Labyrinth—was one of the very reasons I had fought so desperately to survive here.
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