Chapter 412: Chapter 88: Memory Restoration (Part 1)_3
"Ah Dai, Ah Dai." All her memories had returned. Xuan Yue clearly remembered why she decided to learn Holy Magic from her grandfather in the first place - it was all to see Ah Dai again! Ah Dai, are you okay? Where are you? Have the elves been saved? Ah Dai, Ah Dai.
Xuan Yue trembled slightly with agitation. The yearning that had been asleep for three years now surged forth, her tears flowing down unchecked. Even the strongest Sacred Aura couldn’t prevent her from yearning for Ah Dai. That honest and good-natured boy held such importance in her heart. She had realized why she had firmly rejected Babuyi just now. It was because her heart could hold no one else, there was only room for Ah Dai.
Seeing Xuan Yue’s tears, Babuyi suddenly sobered up and tentatively asked, "Yue Yue, what’s wrong? Was my language too harsh? Don’t cry. I won’t force you. We can talk about this later."
Xuan Yue shook her head gently, her beautiful eyes filled with desperation, "No, Big Brother Babuyi, you were right. It’s because of Ah Dai that I can’t accept you. It’s been three years, we’ve been apart for three years, but I still clearly understand the feelings in my heart. I love him, I love Ah Dai. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry." After finishing her sentence, Xuan Yue turned her head towards the Temple of Light and dashed in, her sparkling tears scattering in the air, twinkling under the glow of the sun.
Babuyi was completely stunned, his hopes dashed. His body swayed slightly, Xuan Yue’s final words crushed his last hope. He felt his chest tighten, an indescribable emotion kept clawing at his heart. Yue Yue was in love with someone else, what about him? What should he do? Babuyi, the most gifted young person in the church, walked away like a man burdened with a grave illness, holding onto the railing of the Temple of Light. Step by step, he walked away, carrying his broken heart.
Inside the Temple of Light, Xuan Yue was standing quietly at the center, her delicate body trembling minutely. The yearning crashed against her like a flood. Her love for Ah Dai grew clearer and stronger. Once the barrier of three years of suppression was broken, it was unstoppable. Tears kept flowing from her eyes, in her heart, there was only one name - Ah Dai.
"I need to find him." Xuan Yue murmured to herself, her eyes lit up, revealing a steadfast gaze. I will find him, I will find Ah Dai. At this moment, she clearly felt that nobody could stop her longing for Ah Dai. Suddenly turning around, she dashed towards the main door of the Temple of Light. She no longer wished to practice any Holy Magic, not even the Sky God could stop the urges of her heart.
"Yue Yue, why are you in such a hurry? What are you heading off to do? How did your practice go today?" A familiar, aged voice rang out. As Xuan Yue ran, she ran into a warm embrace. Gentle Divine Energy wrapped around her delicate body, pulling her back from her excited state. Looking up, the person who had appeared was her grandfather – the Pope.
The Pope, stroking Xuan Yue’s long hair kindly, said, "My Yue Yue, what’s happened today? Why are you so flustered?" He cupped Xuan Yue’s face, gently wiping away her tears, "Why are you crying?"
Xuan Yue whimpered, "Grandpa, I... I remembered Ah Dai. I don’t want to practice anymore. Can you let me go find Ah Dai, please? I miss him so much! Why? Why did I forget him these past years, only to remember him now?"
A hint of surprise flashed across the Pope’s eyes. After completing the baptism, Xuan Yue showed indifference to everything except Holy Magic. This sudden change made him deeply surprised. Although he was more fond of an emotional Xuan Yue than an aloof Xuan Yue with a Sacred Aura, he was still worried about how this emotional change would affect her cultivation. The Pope quickly activated his own Divine Power and enveloped Xuan Yue’s delicate body with a thick layer of Divine Energy, trying to detect the changes inside her. Her Magic Power remained unchanged; it was just her mindset that was no longer calm. Sighing, the Pope said, "I don’t know why you would forget him either. Perhaps this is God’s will. Everything in the world has its destiny; you remembering him now must be God’s plan. Yue Yue, can you tell me exactly how you feel about Ah Dai?"
Xuan Yue’s face flushed crimson as she lowered her head and spoke, "Grandpa, I love Ah Dai. Although we’ve been apart for three years, I so clearly understand my own feelings. I love him, I really do love him very much. Even without any merits, I still love him. When I’m with him, I feel an indescribable sense of security. Even though he’s not handsome, and his background isn’t noble, and he’s not distinguished anywhere else. But without any reason, I just love him. Grandpa, Yue Yue begs you, please let me go to him." Even though she was emotional, Xuan Yue understood clearly that if the Pope opposed, she would never be able to find Ah Dai. She slowly knelt down on the floor, her eyes misty. Her beautiful face was filled with sorrow.
The Pope gave a soft sigh. With a wave of his hand, the comforting golden energy lifted Xuan Yue’s delicate body. "Child, don’t rush. Will you listen to what Grandpa has to say?"
