jdhmnovel Chapter 249 She was terrified - S01E07
Chapter 249 She was terrified - S01E07
This must have come as a surprise.
But Shirley actually had a very strange feeling about ■■■.
Of course, she herself clearly understood that it was definitely not love, and she knew that such thoughts were offensive, even potentially blasphemous to [the concept of love] and the word itself.
Or rather, it's rather strange that she, as a demon from hell, would have such thoughts.
……
In Shirley's eyes, ■■■ had always been like a perfect, impeccable newlywed wife.
She bypassed the passion of lovers; her behavior was gentler than that of strangers (at least to her), more considerate and attentive than "others'" wives, and although she did not belong to anyone, she could give others a sense of security as if they owned her, and even a greedy possessiveness.
As the princess of Hell, Shirley also knows that most "life forms" with their own thoughts like "good things," and Hell is no exception.
Although most of the devils in hell don't have kind words, no one will refuse good things, good companions, or good news, because as long as it's truly "good," no one has to pay a price.
In Shirley's personal memory, she always secretly felt that she couldn't find a more suitable adjective than "wife".
Although Angel likes to call ■■■ "Mommy," she can't forget that ■■■ is a human soul who is only 27 years old, and she sometimes feels that ■■■ really is like her mother...
But more often than not, she felt like ■■■ was a wife who existed only in other people's fantasies.
Without any prior cause or effect, she simply emerges from your mind as a fantasy, like a daydream that can be concocted in a classroom without any logic.
Such thoughtfulness and gentleness, such perfect emotional comfort... make you feel so at ease that you think you can have her.
In her interactions with the Eastern Sinner, Xia Li often felt that the person she remembered was very similar to the fantasy romance novels and sugary teen dramas she had read.
Most demons would look down on this kind of work, or even scoff at it, but Shirley (and Lucifer) actually quite like it.
Because those beautiful things that need no reason to be seen only make people feel happy and dreamy, like a rainbow.
■■■'s meticulous attention to detail reminds the Hell Princess of many comforting things; like honey water after a hangover, or a bowl of spicy and sour hangover soup with vegetables and meat cooked until tender.
It's not something particularly complicated, but it always makes you feel warm inside.
But now Shirley is thinking about it again.
Behind this feeling of security and indulgence, ■■■ is actually still the same person she remembers.
...An elusive Eastern woman.
With a warmth and gentleness so different from what you remembered, she tenderly and patiently offered you reassuring care, teaching and protecting you. But when you disappointed her, she vanished without a trace, her ruthlessness unbelievable.
■■■ seems to have a knack for leaving behind a trail of panic and devastation comparable to, or even surpassing, the destruction of the world; and this is something she finds completely unacceptable—
She avoided [unclear] and was eager to make a deal with Alastor for the same reason.
Ah, yes...
That must be absurd.
[But it's clear that Shirley Morningstar was actually terrified by what she saw in Heaven.]
In her mind, the seemingly invincible [something] was easily vanished under the angel's spear, leaving her with a letter so simply and cruelly.
If Shirley hadn't known that ■■■ couldn't harm angels, she probably wouldn't have been so nervous and fearful... But she knew that ■■■ couldn't harm ordinary angels, nor could she be harmed by ordinary angels.
Princess Hell thought she could do something for ■■■; all she needed to do was protect ■■■ from Adam, who was both the first human and an angel, because only a human soul could truly harm ■■■.
...Perhaps Lute's sword strike wasn't the direct cause of the ■■■ projection's disappearance, but the disappearance and shattering of the ■■■ projection truly terrified Shirley Morningstar.
It's like witnessing your friend's death; it truly becomes an eternal nightmare, lingering in the heart of the princess of hell from beginning to end.
After her trip to Paradise, Shirley couldn't understand why she had deliberately hidden her fears.
She didn't know how to discuss this with her lover who had lied to her, so she could only cast uneasy glances at the always calm innkeeper chef in countless moments; then, under his confused gaze, she would either flee in a fluster or change the subject.
However, during her deal with Alastor, the cunning sinner lord sensed her anxiety.
So after he revealed how to defeat the angel and told her that he could guarantee that nothing would happen to her… she realized that she had no reason to refuse Alastor at all.
What surprised her even more was that, when it came to guaranteeing the safety of the people, the sinner lord, who never suffered a loss, didn't even offer any additional conditions.
Although essentially she was just trying to soothe her own fear and put a seatbelt on ■■■ that she herself had made, after all, Alastor could be considered a reliable devil...
But if ■■■ knew that she was also part of the deal between her and Alastor, she would definitely be even angrier than she is now, right?
Shirley couldn't help but think this to herself.
After all, in some respects, ■■■ is already so powerful that she doesn't need anyone's protection, and it would be absurd to ask Alastor to protect her; but the fact is...
Shirley actually wanted to do something for ■■■.
She didn't want to be protected by ■■■ forever; she wanted to give ■■■ a home in hell on her own initiative; she wanted ■■■ to see the devil's rare "free deal"—!
She never imagined she would make things turn out this way.
She simply didn't want a future where ■■■ might be injured or even die to become a reality...
So, with such mixed feelings, Shirley Morningstar spoke.
“Listen, I…■■■, I just…I just don’t know what to do anymore, I need a breakthrough, you know…I…”
The Hell Princess, her speech halting and stammering, clutched the restaurant review card tightly in her arms, then strained to look up at the face of the sinner from the East.
“■■■, I just… I just don’t want to lose you.”
Shirley spoke these words to the dragon girl in front of her with a heartfelt tone.
"There are still many things I want you to guide me on, and many... things I want to do with everyone, and with you, towards the future."
"But I... also hate myself for having such thoughts."
"..."
As she spoke, the girl, who seemed to have been mentally prepared for a long time, began to choke with tears in her voice.
"I just don't want to lose you... but I know it's wrong of me to think like this, I know... I..."
"I know you'll hate me, because I promised to send you to heaven!"
As she spoke, she sobbed and reached out to wipe away her tears.
Shirley felt that she had always been bad at dealing with emotional issues, especially things that she had always felt uneasy and ashamed to face.
It seems she has messed up a lot of things.
For so long, she couldn't believe she could have such selfish thoughts; sometimes she even hated herself for it.
Because she always felt that she was merely using [the person in question] as a useful tool, and that all her other statements were high-sounding lies, but—
"But I don't want to lose someone who's like family to me a second time!"
Just like her mother Lilith, who disappeared seven years ago.