【Another text's translation:】 The stake slowly rises from the ground, suspended in mid-air, and from it seems to extend countless hands, lifting Pluto, who is sprawled on the ground, and binding her on it. Eyi knows that she can't move an inch at this moment, so she simply stands still, watching Pluto's head hang down. Dirtring clicked her tongue, pretending to be very heartbroken; Heen purses her lips and remained silent, constantly glancing at Eyi. But it has come to this. Flames erupt from Pluto's feet, quickly engulfing the stake. The white-haired girl, who has just been kneeling on the ground crying, suddenly leaps up and lunges at the stake. "Come, this time I'll let you see it clearly." A sweet voice suddenly drills into Eyi's right ear-Dirtring has somehow come to her side, standing at an ambiguous distance with a grin. Light gathers in Dirtring's hands, gradually condensing into the shape of a bow and arrow. "I want you to know that it's always that girl who makes the choice, not you," Dirtring says, looking at the girl who, ignoring the burning pain of the flames, tightly embracing Pluto on the stake, her tone slightly mocking, "and you, Eyi, are just a powerless coward." "But I love her," Eyi suddenly says. "Love? Someone like you?" Dirtring tightens her grip on the arrow shaft, "Don't make me laugh." "You won't understand," Eyi closes her eyes and sighs, "I'm different from that girl; no matter how many times Apollo directs, I won't change-" Dirtring seems to deliberately not wait for her to finish and releases the arrow shaft. The arrow shots forth like lightning, stirring up a fierce wind, piercing through the two on the stake. The flames extinguishes instantly, and the entire stake along with the two "corpses" on it has also turned to nothingness. "How boring," Dirtring can't hide her disappointment, moving a step closer to Eyi. Her long fingers, painted with red nail polish, climb up Eyi's neck, "Why not just-" "Stop it." Heen suddenly shouts, and this intimidation frozes Dirtring's actions midway. "Tsk." The woman with red eyes angrily lowers her hand.
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【Another text's translation:】
The stake slowly rises from the ground, suspended in mid-air, and from it seems to extend countless hands, lifting Pluto, who is sprawled on the ground, and binding her on it.
Eyi knows that she can't move an inch at this moment, so she simply stands still, watching Pluto's head hang down.
Dirtring clicked her tongue, pretending to be very heartbroken; Heen purses her lips and remained silent, constantly glancing at Eyi.
But it has come to this.
Flames erupt from Pluto's feet, quickly engulfing the stake. The white-haired girl, who has just been kneeling on the ground crying, suddenly leaps up and lunges at the stake.
"Come, this time I'll let you see it clearly."
A sweet voice suddenly drills into Eyi's right ear-Dirtring has somehow come to her side, standing at an ambiguous distance with a grin. Light gathers in Dirtring's hands, gradually condensing into the shape of a bow and arrow.
"I want you to know that it's always that girl who makes the choice, not you," Dirtring says, looking at the girl who, ignoring the burning pain of the flames, tightly embracing Pluto on the stake, her tone slightly mocking, "and you, Eyi, are just a powerless coward."
"But I love her," Eyi suddenly says.
"Love? Someone like you?" Dirtring tightens her grip on the arrow shaft, "Don't make me laugh."
"You won't understand," Eyi closes her eyes and sighs, "I'm different from that girl; no matter how many times Apollo directs, I won't change-"
Dirtring seems to deliberately not wait for her to finish and releases the arrow shaft. The arrow shots forth like lightning, stirring up a fierce wind, piercing through the two on the stake. The flames extinguishes instantly, and the entire stake along with the two "corpses" on it has also turned to nothingness.
"How boring," Dirtring can't hide her disappointment, moving a step closer to Eyi. Her long fingers, painted with red nail polish, climb up Eyi's neck, "Why not just-"
"Stop it." Heen suddenly shouts, and this intimidation frozes Dirtring's actions midway.
"Tsk." The woman with red eyes angrily lowers her hand.
めっちゃいい曲
周存さんのクラシックな良い曲です！