When the Villainess Died, the Male Lead Went Crazy - Chapter 122.2
“What? How can you see something from the polar regions here?”
“The aurora here is different from that in the polar regions. It has a wider variety of colors and is more beautiful.”
“I see.”
Anais had never been to the polar regions, so she had no idea. She had only seen the aurora in pictures in books.
“We’ll also launch paper boats when the sun sets.”
“What does that have to do with the aurora?”
“Well, I guess it’s to create a festive mood. On aurora nights, we used to light candles on boats and set them afloat in the river over there.”
Phileal spoke with a hint of amusement in his voice, knowing that Anais was pretending not to be interested while actually listening closely.
“There’s a legend that if a boat crosses from one end to the other without burning, the god will grant your wish.”
“Which god grants such wishes?”
“I don’t know.”
“You’re doing this without even knowing which god it is?”
Suddenly, Anais felt skeptical about the legend Phileal had mentioned.
“Still, there have been quite a few cases where wishes were granted. That’s probably why these events continue.”
“Well, that’s true.”
Since the aurora’s appearance was rare, it made sense that people gathered for it. They seemed to take the opportunity to make wishes and enjoy the festivities.
“But why don’t you know which god it is?”
“The god who grants wishes doesn’t want to reveal themselves.”
“You seem to have an idea of who it is already.”
Phileal thought Anais was only quick to pick up on strange things. Just now, he noticed that she had sensed his subtle glance to the left and was trying to change the subject.
“If you don’t want to say anything, that’s fine. But whether you tell me or not, I think I know who it is.”
“It’s Lord Decarve, right?”
Phileal decided to be honest.
He wasn’t sure if he should say it, but seeing that no divine punishment had come yet, he felt it was probably okay. After taking a moment to look up at the sky, Phileal felt reassured and continued.
“Actually, I made my wish there too.”
Recalling how Anais had initially disliked hearing about his past but had started to listen more attentively lately, he glanced at her. Seeing that she was waiting for him to continue gave him confidence, and he smiled.
“What wish did you make?”
“I won’t tell.”
Phileal felt embarrassed to share the wish he had made when he left this place after becoming the Second Bishop.
“Really?”
As she leaned in closer, he unintentionally confessed.
“I, I wished to meet someone who would cherish me.”
“Well, you don’t know yet.”
“It came true. I met you.”
Phileal couldn’t understand why he had stuttered, but he realized that his wish had been fulfilled when he met Anais.
Seeing him grin widely, Anais couldn’t help but smile.
“Let’s make a wish before we head to the security office.”
“Okay.”
Phileal smiled again as he watched the sun completely set. Soon after, he saw the aurora, shimmering like a translucent curtain in the sky.
The rainbow glowed in various colors, draping the sky like a veil. Anais, who had never seen the aurora before, found it incredibly fascinating.
It soon grew large enough to ripple above their heads.
The bustling square quickly fell into silence.
Anais glanced at Phileal, who was holding her hand tightly. He felt like a younger brother to her, and seeing his excitement allowed her to momentarily convince herself that the pain she felt when she thought of Kylian had lessened significantly.
“Now, let’s go launch our paper boats.”
“Okay.”
They made their way to the river that Phileal had pointed to. Along the way, there were already stalls selling paper and pens.
“Where do we make our wishes? Do we light a fire and float them while wishing?”
“No, you have to write it on the paper first, then set it afloat.”
“But it only comes true if it doesn’t burn, right?”
“Yes. If it doesn’t burn, it will disappear the moment it reaches the other end.”
Hearing this, Anais tried to write on the paper. However, feeling Phileal’s gaze on her, she placed the paper on her palm, wrote in very small letters, and then folded it in half.
“Hehe.”
Noticing that she seemed reluctant to show him, Phileal looked away. He wrote and then joined Anais as they walked down to the riverbank.
The crowd was already gathered. Many people were launching their boats. Due to the candles in the center of the boats, most of them had burned and disappeared halfway through.
Seeing this, Anais decided to abandon her expectations and prepared to fold her boat.
“Just a moment.”
“What’s up?”
“Leviathan is calling me.”
Phileal handed her his paper, fiddled with the star that appeared on his palm, and said.
“I’ll be back in a moment.”
“Okay.”
She watched him blend into the crowd and fade away before unfolding the paper he had given her.
Phileal’s handwriting was quite neat.
[Please make Anais happy. And when Anais is happy, let me be with her too.]
She felt a brief sting in her eyes at his foolish wish. Then, she folded the paper again as if she hadn’t seen it.
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