At this moment, she was no longer a powerful evil Black Sorcerer-apprentice. She was just an anxious and disgraced girl.

Grimm, without hesitation, grabbed the b.l.o.o.d.y hands that were pus.h.i.+ng his chest.

Drip.

Grimm's tears were overflowing in his eyes, rolling down on his gray mask and onto her icy cold hands.

"Lefay, stop. Don't say anything anymore. I don't care what wrongs you did. I don't care how others see you. I want you to know that I will always be by your side, guarding you. This is love. This is our love for each other."

Holding Lefay's hands tightly, it was as though Grimm was trying to physically provide her all of his care—the care of a man for his beloved.

Raising her eyes that were no longer crystal clear after succ.u.mbing to the sunder of time, Lefay looked at Grimm and felt for the first time in the longest of time, a sense of safety. This was a feeling that told her that this was a man that she could trust with all her heart, that he would love her with all his heart without prejudice.

Lefay felt as though her heart was shattering into pieces.

She then collapsed into Grimm's arms and started sobbing silently. Finally she was able to put down all the weight on her mind. Now, she only wanted to rest Grimm's arms and let it all out. She finally got to cry it all out like any ordinary girl, releasing all the pain and despair that she had felt in the last two centuries.

"Don't worry. Allow me to handle this. Lefay, I will do my best to repay all that I've done wrong. To repent my regret. I will make everything right again." Grimm whispered in Lefay's ears.

Lefay's quiet sobbing escalated into a loud weep.

Putting his hand on his mouth, Grimm struggled to cover his sobbing—to conceal the feeble side of his. He must not show any sign of weakness, so that Lefay could feel safe.

Combing his fingers on Lefay's hair, the long hair bulging behind her head curtained down.

Gulp…

An ugly tumor could be seen twitching.

Grimm could feel a fling of sadness and relief after seeing this.

He felt sad because Lefay was indeed controlled by some other shady ent.i.ty.

This would mean that Grimm would need to deal with an actual Black Sorcerer to fight for Lefay's freedom.

On the other hand, he was also relieved that she was controlled.

This meant that Lefay had not turned to the dark side willingly. Thus, according to the laws of Holy Tower, she was not criminal. She was a victim.

Nina York too saw the tumor and started to calm down as memories came flowing in her mind.

She recalled that other than her own brother, it was this Black Sorcerer-apprentice in front of her who always s.h.i.+elded her when she was just a child.

And now, could she hurt this woman, who had sacrificed so much for her in the past? And that was not all. She was forced and blackmailed to become a Black Sorcerer-apprentice.

Under this circ.u.mstance, even if the Holy Tower wanted to punish Grimm, the punishment would not be too severe.

Thus, despite being a cold Dark Sorcerer, Nina York was not able to disagree and reject Grimm's plea anymore.

Slowly, Nina York let out a breath of sigh and took a gaze at the pair of love birds.

"I understand. Grimm, Lefay… I will wait outside."

Finis.h.i.+ng her words, Nina York looked at the embracing duo caringly and shut the metal door softly, giving them some private time and s.p.a.ce.

As for the prisoners?

They were essentially dead the moment Nina York gave in. This was, of course, going to be Grimm's responsibility.

Resting in Grimm's arms, Lefay, who still retained her youthful look, sobbed, "Until the moment I was forced to choose to live or to die… I realized then how terrifying death is. It's an agony of losing every hope. I wanted to see you, for one last time. I couldn't let go. I couldn't bear to just die and lose you…"

"I know. I understand. I can't bear to lose you too." There was a whimper in Grimm's voice.

Then, Lefay started to hammer her fists on Grimm's chest, "Then why? Why?! Why didn't you come and visit me in the last two hundred years? Why?!"

Drowning with regrets, Grimm grabbed her hands and replied, "I'm sorry. It's all my fault."

He had no excuse. No excuse indeed.

All he could do was accept the love of his life scolding him in his arms.

Finally, Lefay stopped and was able to relax. She closed her eyes as she rested her head on Grimm's chest. It was like a dream.

"Lefay."

Grimm whispered.

"Hmm?"

Resting on his chest, Lefay softly replied, like a cuddling kitten.

She was once a forceful queen. Yet, after the two-hundred-year torment, she only wanted to enjoy the love her beloved man provided her. Her eyes were shut, not thinking of anything else.

Gazing at Lefay determinedly, Grimm said, "Let's get married. The way you had always dreamt of."