The Protagonist’s Sister Is Actually The Strongest Chapter 263: Chapter 253: A Decision

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Chapter 253: A Decision Listen While Reading: Weight of the World Arranged by ZANIO ----- As Fang Shuan fired the spear at lightning speed, time suddenly felt much slower. Something on top of my head was moving, scratching and biting me, releasing the sound of a crying cicada. “Goldie?” [Your Familiar: [Heavenly Golden Time River Cicada Larvae] has activated the Skills: [Lesser Time Manipulation: Lv5], [Time-Distorting Wave: Lv4], and [Aura Of The Golden River Of Time: Lv3] in conjunction.] [Their combined effects have created a {Temporal Domain}, for 10 seconds, time has become increasingly slower.] This is… For the first time, Goldie is doing something. But why now? What’s wrong with him? “Gyyyyhhh!” Goldie was pissed with me. Did he feel something? Something… I looked at Zero One. Her eyes were closed, and a small tear fell from her left eye. The spear was running towards her chest. “…” What am I doing? Why am I standing here, seeing how a girl is about to get killed? What have I become? I looked at my own hands in disbelief. “Thank you, Goldie; I get it now.” Machine or not… I don’t care. If I’m right or wrong, I’ll find out later. I’ll follow my heart. I want to believe her. I want to believe in a better future. BOOOM! I moved through the slowed time, blocking the spear with my shield, and then grabbing it with my bare hands, absorbing the aura of flames and holding it in my hands. “Huh?” Zero One slowly opened her blue eyes, looking at me in disbelief. “W-Why?” “Young master Anna?!” Fang Shuan muttered. “H-How did you move so fast…? Wait, why did you…?!” “Fang Shuan!” I roared furiously, looking at him with utter hatred. I felt angered right now. “How dare you do something without MY permission? You’re my Soul-Bound Undead, if you ever DARE do anything like this, I will not keep my promise, and I will quickly kill you.” “A-Ah… Y-Yes!” He nodded, bowing to me. “I-I am deeply sorry; I apologize!” “Hah…” I sighed. “The only way for him to understand is to talk to him in his same language, in a world full of bloodshed, hatred, and destruction. He only learns when you speak to him like this. If I am soft again, he’ll think I am weak. That he must do things for me when it’s the complete opposite. I don’t need anybody to take decisions for me.” I looked into Zero One’s eyes, although I wasn’t really trying to be friendly yet. “I want to believe you, Zero One,” I said. “To believe me?” Zero One asked. “Calm down,” she looked at the drones as they flew back. She slowly approached me, as I was in high alert. If she tried something funny, then I could easily stop her even if she was one centimeter from touching my skin. I wasn’t as weak as before anymore. Yet… “Thank you…” The only thing she did was hold my hands and smile back at me, as more tears fell from her eyes. “Thank you for wanting to believe in me,” she muttered. “Mother was right, you are different.” “It’s not because I am a human; I am sure my brother would have killed you,” I sighed. “I am just a stupidly soft person, and I like to try to believe in people, even if sometimes it might feel completely hopeless. It’s a stupid thing of me.” “No, you’re not stupid.” Zero One said. “You’re a human. Like the records said, with emotions, with doubts, with contradictions. Things that we, as machines, are unable to do, humans are fascinating, so much to learn from one. Your soft skin, your bright eyes, your warm body, and your beating heart… The Legacy our kind protected has come to us, even when we’ve lost almost everything.” “…” Their world is most likely a parallel Earth of sorts, a worldline of Earth. One called Azure Star instead of Earth, and one where humans created powerful machines but slowly went extinct due to an incurable disease. They left their creations completely alone, in a world without humans. Without their creators and masters to serve, what purpose did they have? The solitude they might’ve felt, the lack of purpose, and everything else. That “Mother” decided