No matter what, I still can't understand it.

I can't understand the pain I'm feeling right now. Has my heart been pierced as well?

It hurts! It hurts so much!

Funina's singing seemed to carry a sob.

I don't understand this kind of thing!

Don't leave me alone!

My heart is also the only one...

The scene changed; Peruvieri pointed her sword directly at Kujavina, her expression grim as she stared at her.

The screen flickered, and the red background reappeared, this time the black figure was Peruvieri.

Just destroy my body, tear it apart, do whatever you want with it.

After Clementine, it was her turn to rebel against this 'fate'.

No matter how much she called out, how much she struggled, or how much she cried until her eyes were swollen and red.

The same scene, the same image, with Peruvée's shadow splashing ink.

But this time, the spilled ink was more like the wind stirred up by a wielding blade—a wind of resistance.

However, in the end, the resistance seemed to have failed. Peruvieri collapsed into the ruins, and the scene returned to normal, with the longsword lying beside her.

You still hold me tightly, never to be separated.

It was Clementine's smile, but this time, her smile betrayed exhaustion; she was struggling to maintain it, and Clementine held her tightly.

She hugged her tightly.

That's enough!!

Peruvée gritted her teeth amidst the ruins, having made up her mind.

She found redemption from the "curse".

Amidst the ruins and ashes, the song of resistance resounds! It is a song from the ashes!

The battle was over, the resistance had been won, but her heartbeat seemed to have stopped.

Peruvier looked up at the blue sky, no longer bound by any 'cage'.

Her expression was calm and indifferent, showing no joy at her successful rebellion.

In this serene scene, Funina's voice seems to come from right beside you, her singing soft and gentle, like a whisper in your ear.

Hey, if I had a heart...

How should I find that thing?

The scene flashed to a close-up of Clementine, against a white background that looked like a 'memory'.

[You said with a slight smile]

Clementine's smile was still as gentle as ever, and she pointed to Peruvieri's 'heart'.

"Oh, that's right here."

The screen went dark, the music ended, and everyone thought it was really over, wiping away their tears.

But then the screen lit up again, and it was Clementine again, smiling. Yes, she was smiling, but tears were streaming down her face.

She cried and laughed without making a sound; she was truly a silent weeper.

She raised her finger, this time pointing to her own 'heart'.

Just then, Funina's voice rang out, without accompaniment, just a cappella.

The voice was very low and soft, as if it were a whisper to everyone.

"Oh, that's right here."

Then, blood splattered.

The screen went dark.

"No..." Seemingly too immersed in the moment, Arecino unconsciously murmured a word, raised her hand slightly, and then lowered it again.

Her voice was very soft, but even though the sound in the video had disappeared, the people sitting around her could still hear it.

The usually composed "servant" did not shed a tear, but who could say she wasn't heartbroken?

How many years has it been since she's been this heartbroken? Lin Qiu, oh Lin Qiu, knowing you has truly been my good fortune...

Rosalyn's relationship with the "servant" was probably the best among the executives present, and seeing the "servant" like this, she secretly made a plan.

Next time I bring gifts for the children, I'll bring her a cake too.

But now... sigh, let me grieve alone for a while.

The girl's eyes remained closed behind her veil, and she didn't turn to look at Arecino, seemingly uninterested in anything.

She simply sat quietly and gracefully in her seat, waiting for the video to continue.

The screen that appeared after clicking the button displayed the following text: 'Song in Ashes - The End'

Song: "Kokoro-zumi"

Singer: Fu Ningna

Lyrics by Lin Qiu

'Composer:...'

'Drawing: ......'

At this point, the names of various 'heroes and heroines' began to be displayed; they were all production staff.

Is this really the end? I'm not sure, let's wait and see.

The audience didn't dare to leave, fearing that Lin Qiu might launch a sneak attack from behind.

So everyone was destined to be manipulated by Lin Qiu. Just when you thought it was over, there was a surprise, but when you thought there was a surprise, there wasn't.

The show ended after the names of the production staff were played; there were no further surprises, and the audience simply saw all the names.

At the back of the theater, the Fatui executives sat together with the others who had 'employee tickets'.

The theater was pitch black, so naturally no one noticed the people sitting at the very back.

Rosalyn placed her hand on her chest. My heart is unique, but I can no longer feel my own heartbeat.

She listened to the same song and was equally saddened by it.

If you could give up everything, would it be easier to live with a smile?

If we could forget everything and stop crying, would life become easier?

She abandoned everything, forgot everything, and let the flames destroy and tear her body apart, but she did not live any easier.

Yes, I've been smiling. Yes, I won't cry anymore.

Is it because everything has become easier? No, it's because my 'heart' has stopped 'beating'.

It, along with the hourglass, remained frozen in the past—the past I had abandoned and forgotten.

However, after reading Lin Qiu's story, she has gradually come to accept herself as she is now and let go of her resentment.

As the protagonist of the story, Arecino sat in her seat, watching the scrolling subtitles.

Arecino didn't move; she was still calming herself down.

This time, Fu Ningna's song is even more beloved by her than the last one, and it's also harder for her to let go of it.

The woman has let go of her resentment; what about her? Perhaps she has too...

The "girl" Columbia beside her seemed to glance at the "servant" before standing up.

She turned to face the god behind her, whose eyes behind the veil seemed to be looking at Funina.

Funina sensed the gazes, but with three gods sitting beside her, she remained calm.

I promised to teach Thor how to cook Lin Qiu's favorite dish. If you bully me, Thor won't let you get away with it.

“Ms. Fulina, your singing amazed me. Please allow me to presume to thank you for your performance on behalf of everyone.” Columbia’s voice was very gentle.

"Cough—? Thank you for your praise, Executor of the Fools." The strange sound Funina made at the beginning was because she was secretly crying.

She tried very hard to control her emotions, so she just choked up.

But Columbia suddenly spoke to her, catching her off guard, so she performed a high-level singing technique—a braking sound—while speaking.

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Character Voice Lines - Frynn: About "Servants"

"Her story... sigh, as a god, I will forgive her 'rudeness' and will not hit her."

Chapter 300 'Love' Like a Tide

Fu Ningna already sounded like she was crying when she sang, and with these images, she couldn't possibly hold back anymore.

In my heart, I secretly cursed Lin Qiu, "You are no longer my dear Qiu, you are a hateful Qiu!"

They didn't even bring me any tricolor dumplings when they came, boohoo.

He even pulled my ahoge (cowlick)! Waaaaaah!!!

When you're sad, everything you think about makes you sad. Now, Funina only feels even sadder. Water elements begin to fill the air, the tides! She has returned!

At this moment, Fu Ningna's love for Lin Qiu was like a tidal wave, all of it turning into tears, threatening to burst forth.

But, I mustn't cry! I mustn't cry! How can gods cry! None of the surrounding gods are crying!

Funina desperately held back her tears. The tears... at least wait until she got home before they fell, right?

Hold it in, Furina! That's the only place you can cry!

Lin Qiu and Wendy noticed that Funina was trembling. Lin Qiu was sitting behind Funina and gently lifted her hat from behind with his fingers.

The hat tilted forward, obscuring Funina's eyes.

Funina naturally sensed Qiu's movement and lowered her head slightly in response.

Wendy immediately chimed in, taking credit: "Me? I also participated in the songwriting!"

This diverted some of the "girl's" attention, and Columbia's gaze fell on Wendy.

"Your musical talent is evident to all," Columbia said with a sweet smile, not holding back her praise.

"Hehe, I'm almost embarrassed by your words, but as a bard, just expressing my gratitude verbally isn't enough. Do you have any kerosene?" Wendy wanted a drink.

Wendy was smiling, but his smile seemed somewhat forced. Ah, the white moonlight, the white moonlight's destructive power is too strong!

That line: 'If my wish could come true, I would want everything to be the same as yours.'

Young man, I will carry everything you have with me as I walk through the world, leaving behind your footprints.

My heartbeat will never stop, because it is your heart.

I don't want to be the same as you in everything, because I am also you, and our 'hearts' are unique.

While they were exchanging messages, Ying seemed completely oblivious, staring blankly at the screen, which was now empty.

The 'Thor's sister' on whom Fulyna had placed high hopes was truly thinking of her sister at this moment.

The lyrics include: 'I don't understand this kind of thing, don't leave me alone!'

In those fleeting moments on the screen, Ying felt as if she were seeing her older sister.

Back in Kanria, Ying saw her sister for the last time in the true 'Pure Land of One Heart', and this is what she looked like then.

A gentle smile, a tight embrace—memories flooded my mind, scenes I can only see in my dreams now.

But will she, who pursues eternity, still dream?

Unaware that her soul has departed, only dreams remain to accompany her; apart from the moon in the sky, no one knows.

A thunderstorm raged in the Pure Land of One Heart, but like Fufu, Shadow Treasure did not want to cry in front of the other gods.

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