Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 633.2: Choice (2)

“…Just as I thought.” Roel sighed as he realized the rationale behind Alicia’s question.

The Black Moon used to be the Mother Goddess’ trump card. It was a powerful ability that nullified practically all powers and dragged its target into it.

Carolyn’s powers were likely to originate from the ancient gods, so they were bound to be high up the hierarchy of powers. However, not even the ancient gods had the power to escape from the absolute might of the Black Moon.

Theoretically, it was possible for Alicia to nullify the malevolent energy inside Roel’s wounds using the Black Moon, but it required a leap of faith. For him to bare himself to the Black Moon meant to entrust his life to her.

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“…”

Unbearable silence loomed in the quiet palace. Roel and Alicia looked at each other wordlessly.

It wasn’t so long ago that they were still enemies, and Alicia hadn’t fully regained her memories yet. Treating him with the power of the Black Moon was also very risky, as it required precise control, so he would have preferred a safer method instead.

But looking at her tearstained cheeks, Roel’s eyes mellowed. He grabbed her hands, which had turned cold from her loss of blood, and smiled at her, saying, “I’ve told you, Alicia. Regardless of how much you remember, our relationship will never change. Your question is unnecessary.”

“Lord Brother…”

“I trust you, and this will never change. Don’t worry about me and do whatever you need to.”

“…Mm!” Alicia nodded determinedly upon hearing Roel’s encouragement.

Tremendous mana gathered around her as she unleashed her Divine Domain.

The next moment, Roel found himself floating above a vast ocean, with the Twin Moons in the sky. Under Alicia’s control, the Black Moon slowly descended and loomed over him.

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While Alicia started her treatment attempt after receiving Roel’s affirmation, in the capital of the Austine Empire, Paul Ackermann found himself at a critical turning point.

It was twilight. Paul sat before his table in his bedroom, staring at a letter under the moonligh

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