章 283: What could have been

The White Canzer's body lay face up. Even though it was dead, the Huntsman couldn't help but admit to himself that her beauty was something that was out of this world. 

Now that she wasn't spewing out lies and just laid still, she looked as beautiful as ever. She even looked like a princess that was worthy of being saved.

He couldn't help but pity her. If she wasn't so wicked, the Huntsman could have even imagined a future in which he spent forever with her.

He kneeled and appreciated her beauty even more. Her white chitin stained with blood was tragic to see, but this was the only way he could get rid of the knot in his heart.

He raised his hand and slowly caressed her cheeks.

It was a moment of weakness that he was willing to put himself in.

Atlan watched this scene with confusion written on his face. The White Canzer's heart was ripped out of its chest, meaning that by all accounts, the Canzer should be dead.