"Thank you for saving me from the dragon."
——When she said these words tremblingly, a piece of blood-stained dragon scale was slipping off her sleeve.
**The girl who lost her love × The self-moved dragon-slaying hero**
Lilith Riddall witnessed her husband being killed by the Paladin Lorne.
The bright holy sword that penetrated the heart of the red dragon still had hair strands that fell when she was combing her husband's hair this morning on the blade.
To take revenge, she puts on the mask of a weak victim:
- Make the dragon slayer fall in love with her bloody fingertips
- Drop the dragon's blood curse into the paladin's tea
- Sew the pieces of the Inverse Scale into his cherished Holy Flag
But Lorne never knew:
The "fragile widow" whom he guards day and night,
Using the swordsmanship he taught,
Stroke by stroke, he wrote his death sentence.
"You said dragons hold grudges the most?" She smiled and stroked her sword on the eve of the wedding.
"No, it's the human beings who have their loved ones taken away who are the most terrifying."
Intention: Believe in yourself and the future