Only God
Chapter 430 - 381 Finally Reunited

Chapter 430: Chapter 381 Finally Reunited

She was a girl.

She was blowing the horn with all her might, standing in the radiance.

Accompanied by the moving sounds of singing, on the day of the Rebirth Festival, before Enos, she descended from heaven.

The maids stood far away, unable to notice the change in Enos’s expression.

The Co-ruling Emperor of the Empire muttered at that moment,

"It’s impossible... that we should meet again..."

Next to his ear, the captivating song persisted.

"When shall we repent?"

"Tell me, when shall we awaken?"

"Miracles do not occur every time, but love is always present."

The actors sang with all their hearts, and even the nobles in the stands could not help but shed tears, as if the miracle that came down that day was so close at hand.

Mira played the horn, constantly breathing in and out, in conjunction with the other musicians’ brilliant skill, the girl discovered she was truly gifted.

Before she came down from Heaven, she had already set her sights on Danschel, many things in the Mortal World were so enticing, and Mira’s favorite was the opera, something she thought about day and night, but never had the chance.

Now, the opportunity had arrived. She mixed into the opera house with a few tricks and took on a major role—playing the Angel Solamus.

Mira was extremely pleased with this. She had performed in many operas these past days, never tiring of them, especially when everyone’s gaze was fixed on her, she always felt an inexplicable touch.

The appearance of Solamus was the final stage of the entire opera, within which, only the last scene remained—the Great Judgment. Mira earnestly played the role of assisting God in the judgment. She stood next to an empty throne, adorned with brilliance, to depict the presence of God.

After the judgment, the entire opera ended.

Mira bowed with the other actors on stage to the audience, then walked from the front to the back of the stage, giving high-fives to her newly acquainted companions, quietly celebrating the success of the performance.

At this moment, the manager of the opera house suddenly appeared in the backstage rest area. No one knew where he had come from, but as soon as he entered, his eyes were on Mira.

The manager looked at the girl who played Solamus, his mind filled with curiosity.

No one understood how the girl had gotten into the opera house.

The manager only remembered that the original actress who played Solamus suddenly had to leave due to an urgent matter, and afterwards, the opera house had to urgently find a replacement for this important role. Somehow, Mira got the call. Nobody knew how she had passed the audition.

Surprisingly, the girl played the Angel extraordinarily well. Although many shared the same doubts as the manager, amidst the thunderous applause, no one would speak out in public.

"What’s wrong, Manager? May God bless you."

Mira wiped the sweat from her temples with a handkerchief and asked aloud.

The manager snapped back to reality, coughed twice, and said,

"Child, a person of noble birth is looking for you."

"Ah, who is it?"

"It’s not convenient to say."

The manager spoke thus,

"Just follow me."

Confused, Mira—sweat still on her skin—had no choice but to follow.

The manager led Mira through twists and turns, up two flights of stairs, to the opera house’s highest point, the premium viewing room, where those watching the performance were either rich or noble.

Watching Mira’s retreating figure, the actors began to whisper among themselves.

After all, the chances of an opera house performer catching the eye of the elites were much higher than those of most noble ladies.

There was once an Emperor who, against all objections, married a low-born female dancer as his Queen, which became a delightful anecdote among all the opera houses.

As Mira wiped her sweat, following the manager, when they reached the middle of the corridor, the manager stopped, raised his hand, and knocked on a door, waiting for a maid to open it from the inside—before which the manager bowed respectfully.

Following behind, Mira stepped forward eagerly, wanting to see who had come for her.

When her gaze fell upon the lady sitting on the bench, a phrase coincidentally echoed in her ears...

"Co-Emperor Your Highness, the person you requested, I have brought her here."

Mira was taken aback for a moment.

The Empress gazed at the girl in front of her.

Mira was at a loss for words, speechless.

Anos waved her hand, signaling the steward to leave.

Not daring to linger, the steward swiftly exited the viewing room without staying even for a moment.

Mira looked at Anos incredulously, and then a smile appeared on her face:

"It’s you, it’s you! Anos!"

She was so excited that she nearly leapt up and rushed over, but the maids, quick to react, hurried forward and held Mira down before she could.

Mira had no choice but to stop.

Anos observed the girl she hadn’t seen for many years.

The Empress’s gaze was complex.

Six years had passed, six years.

The Golden Heart nearly filled her entire chest, the once sensitive emotions had now rusted over, the past naivety became sticky; memories were not like fine wine, continuing to ferment only brought heartache, tasting invariably bitter.

Time could smooth away everything.

Since that accidental parting without a goodbye, Anos couldn’t count how many times she had recalled Mira, but she had never thought of a reunion, nor did she wish for one.

A reunion would leave nothing but pain.

Mira looked at Anos and suddenly shook off the hands of the two maids, and before they could react, she finally rushed in front of Anos.

The Empress stared at the girl in astonishment.

So many years had passed; why had Mira not changed at all, still just like her memory, behaving with a child’s recklessness.

She saw her leap high, her arms tightly embracing Anos as Mira laughed joyfully, exclaiming:

"Anos!"

This excited shout suddenly plunged the Co-Emperor into memories of the past.

Anos didn’t push her away.

Allowing Mira to stand on tiptoe, she forcefully snuggled her face into the Empress’s neck.

The two maids were stunned, unsure of what to do for a moment.

After a short while, Anos seemed to regain her senses and asked softly,

"Why... are you here? Weren’t you..."

Mira still clung to Anos, overjoyed by their long-awaited reunion.

"Answer me."

Seeing this, Anos pressed on.

Mira loosened her grip on Anos a bit and said softly,

"Yes, I’ve come back, and this time, I have completely returned. I may have been thrown off a cliff, but I’m still fine. Now, I intend to honor the promise I made six years ago, to take you away and leave this place with you."

Anos was taken aback for a moment, a sudden surge of anger filled the regal brows of the Empress.

"Mira, no matter what you once said..."

She fiercely pushed Mira away,

"It’s no longer valid!"