[Divine Capital] (Chapter 67) - A super-long fantasy novel with 20,000 words updated, distant dawn.

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**************** 　　... 　　Even the most foolish soldier knew that waiting until they were about to leave to try to treat civilians equally would be 　　too late. While conditions remained harsh and the future uncertain, they had to begin 　　showing goodwill towards the civilians. 　　As a result, more people went hungry, but more people were able to eat their fill. Oppression and bullying gradually 　　decreased, and those soldiers who had once been controlled by desire even began to proactively and responsibly maintain order. 　　By minimizing the misdeeds among the civilians, the soldiers earned enough goodwill. 　　Although everything was still fraught with pain and hardship, things were beginning to improve. 　　Correspondingly, the Third Legion could almost be considered a paradise. 　　Even with the addition of over ten thousand mouths to feed, it didn't fundamentally affect the soldiers' quality of life. 　　Keep in mind, our supply equipment was originally intended for one hundred thousand people. 　　If we had maintained the same standard of living as the soldiers within the resistance, the food we saved 　　could have fed hundreds of thousands of civilians. But I didn't do that, because my soldiers had the right to enjoy these 　　things; they risked their lives to protect the new humanity. 　　As Ranxu instructed, I prepared military equipment to be useful when we landed on the Radiant Surface. 　　With prestige and morale boosted, the entire legion had become a cohesive unit. Keep in mind, the Third Legion was already 　　the most decorated force among the New Humans. 　　My comrades had grown accustomed to rising early each morning to ascend the top deck and breathe in the now 　　cool, fresh air. They could finally enjoy their hard-won peace. 　　I was the same, only a vast, unfillable emptiness had been ripped from my heart. 　　There was no sadness in my heart, for I had long foreseen the possible consequences of my choices. I hadn't done 　　anything wrong; I knew I had done the right thing. 　　When Fey died, I knew I would never let it happen again. 　　When burying Fey, I clearly told myself that if she could live, I would rather have never 　　met her. 　　And my feelings for Chuxie far surpassed those for Fey. So this was enough for me to transcend 　　the sadness brought by the end of this relationship. 　　What I possessed in my heart couldn't even be called emptiness. Emptiness was emptiness, not despair. 　　The weight that once clung to Chu Xie has been completely removed. I am now like a room emptied 　　of furniture, leaving only pristine white walls and a cold floor, with only a few scratches and marks proving that something 　　once existed. 　　I have indeed matured a lot. If joys and sorrows are merely fleeting shooting stars in one's life, then 　　I can simply appreciate them quietly. However, the one thing that cannot be changed is that in the dreams of the dead of night, you will see countless times 　　the scars left by the 　　flash of those shooting stars in your pupils . 　　Unconsciously, I have become taciturn again. I will listen with a smile to my companions' conversations, occasionally 　　offering criticism of the younger generation's swordsmanship, and learning new sword moves from Mr. Fang. However, I speak less 　　and less. 　　Since that day, I have never seen Chu Xie again. 　　The old resistance's airship fleet is only a few hundred meters away from the Third Legion's command airship. If I wanted to 　　, I could see her within minutes. But I didn't do that, perhaps out of fear, or perhaps because 　　I was afraid her presence would turn the almost endless emptiness in my heart into pain with every breath. 　　After dinner, I would return to the small room that Osovie once had. Sometimes I 　　would flip through the books he left behind, and sometimes I would just sit quietly on the bed until late at night. 　　I knew my actions were not normal. Because to accept Chu Xie's departure, I needed a lot, 　　a lot of time. Until then, I hoped to minimize my pain as much as possible. 　　All my companions and subordinates cooperated with me very tacitly. They never mentioned anything about Chu Xie 　　, nor did they offer me any concern. They knew that their normal lives were enough, and the rest was something 　　I could handle myself. All I had to do was let time take everything away for me, and then reunite with them 　　. 　　But I understood that time cannot take everything away; it only helps us accept reality, at least for humans 　　. 　　The Riorets often said: "You humans have short lives." 　　To quickly erase the initial evil from my mind, the only thing I could do was practice swordsmanship. The 　　deck of the airship had practically become our martial arts dojo. 　　Mr. Fang was truly too lazy to move, so the only one who could spar with me without energy was Fang Buning 　　. 　　Initially, one of us always had to use energy to control the danger of our sword moves, 　　but later, my swordsmanship finally caught up with Fang Buning's pace. The two of us would 　　fight for over ten minutes at a speed that would leave onlookers speechless, until we were too tired to swing our swords anymore, and we could never determine a winner. 　　After my level with a standard longsword reached a level very close to that of the Divine Palace, Mr. Fang's brief 　　swordsmanship instruction came to an end, although he didn't teach much; most of the time it was Buning who...

She was just sparring with me.
Bu Ning and I are growing closer; she seems to truly consider me her senior brother.
I've become taciturn, and she's my best confidante. She told me many
stories about her and her senior brother, Qin Ren, and her longing flowed between the lines.
Qin Ren's original guild had long been swallowed up by Dreams, and as the chief warrior, he's now
unsurprisingly a highly valued member of Broken Frost's ranks. But I didn't persuade or encourage Bu Ning to go find
him, because I knew that such decisions had to be made by the individuals involved.
I think probably no one can truly give courage to another.
Under Mr. Fang's guidance, the young people's combat skills are rising at an unimaginable pace. Jackal
and Fatty had a high-energy confrontation, and their energy levels seem to have exceeded level five. Given their
competitive spirit, they should both be at that level now.
The only difference was Little Dragon Sparrow, a genius who inherited genes similar to Melfis's, whose combat skills
far surpassed theirs. She could even defeat
any one of A-Jie's group while suppressing three energy levels.
Watching her ghostly movements, abnormal reflexes, and extraordinary physical coordination, I had to admit that
the creations of genetic engineering were indeed beyond the reach of ordinary humans.
That day, I finally couldn't resist calling for Little Dragon Sparrow to spar with me, and then I discovered that she
had actually held back when fighting A-Jie and the others. When facing opponents stronger than herself, Little Dragon Sparrow displayed
abilities far exceeding her usual level.
Mr. Fang's teachings had greatly brought out Little Dragon Sparrow's innate talent. Although she couldn't beat me now,
it was only because her physical condition wasn't perfect yet. In three to five years, once she grew taller and her
stamina increased, I definitely wouldn't be able to defeat her.
When she held that short sword in her hand, I felt like I was facing a venomous snake baring its fangs.
Unlike us warriors who wield weapons, Long Que's every attack and defensive movement carried
a biological imprint, as if the weapon wasn't just a tool in her hand.
I held the Divine Palace in reverse, choosing to fight Long Que using the close-quarters combat style I was least proficient in, hoping to
gain some experience. Moreover, when the metal blades clashed, the sparks from the collision landing on my arm,
the stinging pain made me feel alive.
Just then, two people suddenly appeared from the far end of the ship's roof. I glanced over out of the corner of my eye and was shocked to
see that it was Biluz with Chu Xie flying up.
A moment of distraction was followed by a piercing pain. My parrying motion faltered slightly, causing Long Que's
sword to slip out of my defensive range, leaving a seven or eight-centimeter-long gash on my upper arm. The wound wasn't shallow, and
blood quickly flowed all over my hand.
"Ah! I'm sorry!" Little Long Que cried out. She had tried her best to stop, but in that situation, it
was still too much to bear.
"Hehe, you win this round." I joked casually, then flew down , clutching my arm
, heading to the infirmary. A-Jie wanted to come with me, but I waved him off.
Being distracted during the battle and then getting slashed by a little girl made me feel a bit embarrassed. But it
also seemed like a good excuse. As if fleeing, I left without looking back when Chu Xie appeared
.
I needed time to process the tangled emotions in my chest and abdomen, so I didn't want to see her, at least
not now.
Entering the infirmary, I found Ragnes, who had become quite familiar with me.
"Finally finished the battle, still not behaving..." She casually used a physiotherapy device to heal my wound
, applied medicine, and carefully bandaged it.
"You seem pretty free here now, can I rest for a bit?" I changed the subject.
"Why?"
"No reason, I'm wounded..." I made up a ridiculous excuse.
Lagnes gave a casual reply, ignoring my insincere explanation.
"Suit yourself. But don't touch anything; I finally managed to tidy it up."
I smiled, seeing that she seemed unwilling to talk to me anymore, and went straight to a hospital bed.
I lay on the bed, trying to focus on the pain from my wound. However, my attempt was
unsuccessful; Chu Xie's image kept swirling in my mind. The suppressed longing lingered like a ghost
, impossible to shake off. It was impossible to completely evaporate the girl I loved from my life .
I couldn't help but wonder why she suddenly came to me. Was it for me? Or was there something else? It was a
tormenting thought, but I couldn't stop it from arising.
After lying there for more than thirty minutes, I finally fell asleep without realizing 　　it 　　.
**********
... I glanced around; it seemed Lagnes wasn't 　　in the infirmary, probably doing something else. 　　"Don't poke me," I said helplessly. 　　"Is it really that serious? You think you're wounded? I'd think it was much worse! So delicate 　　!" 　　"I'm not..." I started to explain, but ultimately couldn't finish the sentence, because such a 　　fabricated excuse would only make me feel more and more embarrassed. "What do you want?" 　　"Long Que's acting strange, go check on her." 　　I smiled, "Is she too excited about beating me?" 　　"Stop talking nonsense, get up!" 　　Carmen's temper is really bad; probably only Melfis can control her... 　　I left the infirmary and went to the lobby. On a sofa in the lobby, I saw Chu Xie. She was sitting there 　　, holding a green apple in her hands, eating it in small bites. Biluz sat next to her. 　　Our eyes met; neither of us avoided their gaze. There was no nod, no smile. I...

We all know that smiles are just a facade for us, and we don't need to express them. We were once
too important to each other; those feelings can't be erased by simple gestures of goodwill now.
Seeing that look, however, made me feel much calmer. We understood each other perfectly, knowing exactly what kind of
attitude the other needed to get through this period. She didn't do anything to upset me, and neither did I.
I stopped looking at Chu Xie and quickly walked towards Xiao Long Que. She was sitting on the other side of the hall, surrounded by A Jie and the others
. Hu Lang paced back and forth, looking flustered.
"What's wrong with her?" I pushed through them and asked.
"I don't know..." everyone said.
Xiao Long Que sat there, her eyes glazed and her face expressionless. She kept muttering something, as if
talking to someone. It was quite frightening to see her like that, as if she were possessed.
"When did it start?" I asked the others.
"Twenty minutes ago! She was fine before, even getting the better of you in the fight, feeling quite pleased with herself. And then
this happened!" Jackal jumped up and down, extremely anxious.
I interrupted him, "Don't panic, go do what you're supposed to do, just circling around won't help. Alina, come here
and watch her, make sure she doesn't suddenly move and hurt herself or anyone else. If she gets tired, have someone take over."
Just as I finished speaking, Little Dragon Sparrow stood up. Alina reached out to pull her, but I stopped her.
"Follow her, don't stop her," I said. We were completely clueless, so we could only let her move on her own; maybe
we could figure out what was going on.
Although she seemed sleepwalking, Little Dragon Sparrow walked quickly and steadily. We followed her out of the hall and then
flew back up to the top of the airship.
Little Dragon Sparrow stood at the very front of the platform, looking towards the direction of the migrating caravan. I looked over too, and then saw
a figure flying towards us.
My heart pounded faster and faster; I had a bad feeling.
As the figure slowly approached, cold sweat broke out on my forehead; it seemed we were in trouble.
The guy flying towards us was named Shura.
His hairstyle and attire were unchanged, just like
when I first saw him at the port on the way to the Azure Continent. But the smile that always graced his lips was gone, and his face looked agitated.
After seeing him, Long Que's eyes regained their clarity, and she stopped muttering. Seeing that she had regained her senses
, I quickly grabbed her and asked,
"What just happened?!"
Long Que raised her hand, pointing at Shura who was flying towards us: "He kept talking in my head,
asking me where I was."
"Do you know him?"
Long Que shook her head, then nodded: "I don't think I've seen him before, but he feels very familiar…like him
…"
I knew who Long Que was talking about…after all, Shura was test subject number 00, while Melfis was
02.
Although I wanted to ask for more details so I could gain some advantage when Shura arrived,
Shura flew very fast and landed on the platform in the blink of an eye.
I drew my Divine Palace, ready for battle. Seeing my preparedness, everyone who followed
did the same. Jackal and Alina shielded Dragon Sparrow behind them, while Carmen and I stood in a row.
"Fatty! Call Golandoni and Yang up here!!" I roared.
I hadn't forgotten that in the Battle of the Dome long ago, Shura had entered the semi-finals single-handedly
. This was an unimaginable achievement, and I had to ensure my side had sufficient strength against such a guy.
Shura stood about ten meters away from us, quietly watching us, without drawing his weapon, or
even unfolding the energy shield in his other hand.
"Greedy Wolf, long time no see. I'm not here to fight," Shura waved at me, speaking sincerely
.
I didn't readily believe him. Instead, I pointed to the dragon behind me: "What did you do to her!?" "
Nothing. Look, she's perfectly fine now," Shura shrugged.
This guy had always carried an unfathomable, eerie aura from the moment I met him. Now, standing
there, he was like a whirlpool. People are always afraid of the unknown.
"What's your purpose here?" I continued to ask.
Shura hesitated for a long time before giving a vague answer: "I want to talk to her."
I carefully calculated the difference in strength in my mind. If his individual strength was roughly equivalent to a
team of high-level warriors, then was I confident enough to have a one-on-one conversation with him
?
After thinking it over, I felt that even if I couldn't fight him, at least I wouldn't be at his mercy
. With that in mind, I instructed everyone to stay where they were and walked towards Shura alone. After all, there were some
things I didn't want others to know. Perhaps even Shura didn't know that I possessed a lot of information related to them.
Seeing me approach, Shura's sturdy shoulders seemed to relax slightly. He eagerly came to greet me and
began to explain.
"There are some things you might not believe, but she and I are actually..."
"You are products of a genetic engineering lab, the so-called perfect humans, is that what you mean?" I
said.
A look of surprise flashed across Shura's eyes, and he paused for a second: "How do you know about this?"
"You and she were test subjects 00 in the lab. Coincidentally, subject 02 is my friend, and I
learned everything from him. You can rest assured that I haven't told anyone about this."
"Ah... I remember now..." Shura muttered to himself, "The guy who was with you during the Battle of the Dome,
right? I had a strange feeling when I looked at him back then, and it turns out he really was like me. I didn't expect that
besides us, there were others who survived in the lab."
Although our conversation was somewhat heavy, he seemed very relaxed, as if he hadn't taken
what happened back then to heart at all.
"As far as I know, when you destroyed the lab and ran away, Long Que was still an infant, and you were the one who took her..."
"She was taken to the orphanage."
Shura turned his gaze to Long Que behind him, his eyes gleaming with a certain emotion. "Long Que
...is her name Long Que? It's a really nice name..."
"You abandoned her back then, so why did you bring her back now?" I took a step to the side, blocking
his view.
"I'll explain. Call her over, and I'll tell you all at once."
After a few words, I finally understood why I had this strange feeling—Shura's
demeanor seemed somewhat innocent, like a boy who hadn't experienced much, which was the complete
opposite of Osovie. Recalling how he had rashly come to me for a team at the port, it seemed like he
hadn't changed at all in all this time.
I shook my head. "No. You can say whatever you want to her, but you have to tell me first, otherwise I won't
let you get close to her."
Shura looked at me with a questioning expression. "Why? Why are you so protective of her?"
"My friend asked me to look after her temporarily, so I have to ensure her safety."
Shura sighed. "Sigh, I already told you I wouldn't hurt anyone. Ah! Is your friend Number 02
?"
I nodded. "His current name is Dead Raven Melfis. Until he returns, Dragon Sparrow's safety
is my responsibility."
"Hey! You really know how to name things! Why didn't I come up with a cooler name back then?"
He laughed.
Looking at his relaxed and carefree demeanor, my nerves tightened even more. The more confident he seemed, the more worried I was that
he might have some scheme to hinder us.
"Since you know so much... it shouldn't hurt to tell you." Shura seemed to have made up
his mind and started talking.
"I need her, and she needs me. We're destined to be together."
Shura's words sounded ridiculous to me, but I knew he had more to say.
"After I escaped from the lab, I started to fully enjoy this new world. With my own
abilities, I could get anything I wanted. However, not long ago I realized that my happy days seemed
to be numbered."
I nodded. "A gene bomb, right? Melfis said he'd probably only live to be thirty."
"That's right, me too. But I've found a way to keep myself alive."
Hearing this, I was terrified. If what he said was true, then Melfis could be
saved.
"What way? Does Dragon Sparrow have some secret?" I asked quickly.
"I can't say right now. But I do know one thing: she was created solely to control
me. My abilities exceeded their control, so they had to create something to counter me
. The technology is probably based on something like twin telepathy; basically, if I escape, they can
kill me by killing Long Que. So, I couldn't possibly harm Long Que."
I thought about it carefully: "You can't prove what you're saying. On the contrary, it's more likely
that Long Que's abilities are precisely what can subdue you. If you kill Long Que, you'll have no more
nemesis. I can't rule out that possibility."
Shura laughed: "If that were the case, I would have killed her long ago. Do you think you can
stop me with just this many people?"
"You're too confident..."
"Actually, I could have won first place in the Battle of the Dome." Shura said,
a hint of embarrassment on his face.
I frowned. "Do you think I'd believe you just because you say that?"
"I know you don't believe me, but it's the truth. Once I knew
what level the strongest people in the world were at, winning the championship didn't matter anymore. But if I wanted to win, I'd have to kill them.
I still don't really want to kill anyone. Like Number 02, that's too low-class."
I knew he was referring to Melfis killing Singafaro, something that still made me feel
uneasy. Although I wouldn't blame Melfis for that anymore, I couldn't easily
forget it.
"You're just talking nonsense. Power, if it's not..."
Shura interrupted me, "Then let me show you my power."
"Are you level zero now?" I asked.
"Energy level, I guess around 6. Maybe it's 5 now, who knows?"
"Then how did you manage to get into the top four all by yourself?"
Shura revealed a sinister smile: "Because I can... summon a demon!"
Hearing those words, I was stunned for a moment: "You mean a demon? A Leorette?"
Shura ignored me, instead making a complex hand seal. Then I witnessed a terrifying
sight.
A monster four or five meters tall suddenly appeared behind Shura, resembling a
minotaur from mythology. The so-called demon's horns were adorned with ornate metal hoops, inlaid with shimmering
pendants, and it wore a massive cloak.
"Mortal! Why have you summoned me?" A
hoarse, buzzing voice came from the demon's direction. We all looked up, dumbfounded, staring
at the enormous figure. Although we were all accustomed to using energy systems beyond human capabilities, demons
were still beyond our imagination.
"Mitanus, how about you kill all these people for me?" Shura
said to the demon with a grin.
"Is this your wish this time?" the minotaur grumbled.
Before Shura could answer, an energy blade slashed at the demon from behind me.
I didn't know who launched the attack, but it passed right through the demon's body,
as if the target didn't exist.
"Mortal, I am not in your space. Don't waste your energy trying to attack me," the
bull said, slicing through Shura's body with its hand, a hand as large as Shura himself, as if it were nothing.
Like a beam of light, it passed right through Shuna.
Shuna laughed, "This is my demon, the Minotaur. He can grant any wish of mine.
If I want you dead, I only need to say a word."
"Heh, I don't believe in such things." Golandoni's voice came from behind, followed by another
energy blade slashing towards Shuna.
"Minotaur, my wish is that all attacks against me be ineffective!!" Almost the
instant Golandoni raised his blade, Shuna shouted.
"As you wish."
The demon's words had barely faded when the energy blade was already upon Shuna. Shuna didn't move, nor
did the demon. Golandoni's attack suddenly disintegrated without warning.
What we found most unacceptable was that Shuna didn't use an energy shield, nor any other
defensive means we could understand. He simply stood there, while Golandoni's energy blade turned into particles and vanished into thin air
.
We stood there helplessly. Perhaps only a demon could do such a thing.
I felt like my worldview was about to be shattered again. The existence of demons created uncertainty in many things
, even…
“You’re a good actor,” Chu Xie suddenly appeared from behind, giggling.
Xiu Na was also laughing, but it wasn’t that evil laugh anymore; it was more like a mischievous child’s.
“What are you doing with your hands behind your back?” Chu Xie challenged him.
“I’m happy,” Xiu Na deliberately acted spoiled.
“That so-called demon’s voice is clearly a recording made with a CRCK. Don’t hide it;
I saw you fiddling with your hands behind your back a long time ago,” Chu Xie said.
Then, to our astonishment, Xiu Na scratched his head, laughing as he brought his hands out
in front of him. Just as Chu Xie had said, the CRCK on his arm was glowing.
“What do you mean?” I asked blankly.
“Ah, it was just a joke. The demon thing is fake; I was just trying to scare you,”
Xiu Na said with a laugh.
Everyone felt like they’d swallowed a fly. Thinking carefully about what the demon had said, its content
could indeed have been prepared in advance. As long as we reacted according to what Shura predicted, the demon's
words would fit perfectly. Moreover, I suspected that he had actually recorded several responses beforehand. However,
the demon's appearance was too shocking, and we simply didn't have the mental capacity to discern
the characteristics of the recorded message.
"You're really good, you figured it out so quickly..." I said to Chu Xie.
"Thinking about it, it should have been fake. How could there be a demon that could grant all of humanity's wishes?" Chu Xie
shrugged and then consciously hid behind Biluz.
Although we knew that Shura didn't have such an outrageous ability as summoning demons, it was undeniable that the giant
bull was still floating there, and it had indeed somehow neutralized Golandoni's attack.
"What's the meaning of this trick?" I asked irritably. Shura's childishness
became even more apparent after this incident.
"It's nothing special. I just showed it to you because I can do it."
"How did you do it?" "
It's a secret." Shura laughed it off.
A surge of anger welled up inside me, but I managed to suppress it. After all, I'd dealt with Melfis a lot
, and he'd gotten me into a rage more than once or twice; I was quite adept at controlling my temper.
But thinking about it carefully, even the ability to create illusions out of thin air
would be terrifying if used in actual combat. Not to mention the powerful deterrent effect of demons, even just simulating
some energy attacks would be terrifying enough. Until we understand the principles behind Shura's abilities, we probably have no way to deal with him
.
"Even if you've proven your strength... what do you want?"
"I want Longque to come with me. I can guarantee her safety."
"Safety? In a place like this, our strength is enough to protect her. Besides, you
can't even guarantee basic supplies. Or are you trying to forcibly take her away?"
"I said I want to talk to her. Whether she comes with me or not is up to her." As someone
with powerful abilities, I have to admit that Shura's patience is exceptional.
"What if she doesn't agree?"
"I haven't thought about it yet, but if you absolutely refuse to let me talk to her, then I'll have no choice but
to defeat you all. Think about it; having another enemy like me isn't a good thing for you, is it?"
Shura didn't seem to be threatening us, but stating a simple fact. Under these circumstances,
I chose to compromise.
I called Longque over. As the little girl approached, Shura's expression finally changed, a surge of excitement
slightly filling his eyes.
"Why can you speak inside people's heads?" Little Longque immediately threw out a question after arriving.
It seems that the experience of communicating with her through telepathy before has left her haunted.
"You're the only one I can communicate with telepathically, Ryūjaku. My name is Shūna."
Shūna's voice trembled slightly as he crouched down and extended his hand to the little girl. Ryūjaku reluctantly shook his hand
, but then her whole body trembled, and she didn't let go.
This sight made my heart tighten, but it seemed that Ryūjaku wasn't hurt at all.
"I've seen you before... haven't I?" Ryūjaku murmured softly.
"Yes, when you were only one year old. I held you." Shūna gently stroked Ryūjaku's
little hand with his thumb, speaking tenderly.
Humans can't possibly have memories of being one year old, but Ryūjaku is not an ordinary human.
"Who are you?"
"I am you, and you are me. We are the missing parts of each other. Everyone needs a
meaning to live, and I have been trying to find the meaning of my existence. When I discovered that my power could allow me to achieve... "
"When you achieve any goal, when you gain anything, everything else loses its meaning. But the only proof that I
am still human and not a god is you… Dragon Sparrow. You are unique to me, the only
thing I need to care about, the meaning of my existence."
"But I've only just met you."
"That doesn't matter. What matters is that with me, we will live forever. If we join hands,
we can truly transcend humanity and find our true meaning."
"But I don't need that." Dragon Sparrow shook his head at him.
"You will grow up, you will experience many things, and one day you will find that it's what everyone wants
," Shura said.
"That has nothing to do with me now," Dragon Sparrow said firmly.
Shura nodded, then released Dragon Sparrow's hand: "I will try to stay where you can feel me
. If you need me, just call me. You can also talk to me if you don't need to, to deepen our relationship,
hahaha."
In my eyes, Shura had returned to his original self. Only then did I realize that
when he faced us, it was as if he was wearing a lifelike mask. Only in the instant he grasped Long Que's hand
did those expressed emotions truly belong to him.
"Beyond humanity…you mean becoming a god? That kind of charlatan-like seduction is too low-level." I watched Long
Que run back to the others, then said to Shura.
"You don't understand at all. I'm just stating the facts. The [Divine Capital] was once a game for you, and
this world is the same for me. And most importantly, it's a game I can win if I want to."
After saying this, Shura smiled and waved to Long Que, then flew away.
Coming and going in a hurry, disdainful of explaining to us, disdainful of being wary of us—this guy truly didn't take us seriously. Although Melfis was largely the same, he 　　was ultimately more humane
than Shura . 　　I looked back at Long Que, feeling I had so much to say to her, so many questions to ask her. 　　Shura's "surprise attack" had everyone a bit on edge, but thankfully it didn't cause any major 　　trouble. We returned to the airship's main hall, trying to catch our breath from the heavy pressure. 　　The jackals huddled together, bombarding Long Que with questions. I sat a little further away, pondering 　　the information Shu Na had brought. 　　Long Que's life was shaped by Melfis, and now that his fate was unknown, no one could 　　make any decisions for her. I didn't know what Melfis meant to Long Que, but 　　one thing was certain: she was always waiting for him to reappear. 　　But this waiting was morbid. If I had to make a comparison, it was like a 　　plush toy waiting for its owner to return. Quietly, without any thought, unable to make any decisions, simply placed on the windowsill 　　or in the corner of the cupboard, waiting to be picked up again. 　　This situation was slowly changing because she was surrounded by various different people, showing her 　　countless possible lives. 　　So, what was Long Que thinking now? 　　Only I truly knew the relationship between Melfis and Long Que; perhaps even Carmen didn't know. Because 　　Carmen was very good to little Long Que, arguably the best person to her. But in Carmen's eyes, Longque was probably just 　　Melfis's sister, which was why she took such good care of her. 　　Given Carmen's personality, if she knew what I knew, she'd probably give up; she wouldn't stay 　　where Melfis wanted to be. I couldn't say anything for Melfis, because anything I said 　　would likely be counterproductive. 　　So where should Longque's future lead? Besides herself, only Melfis could make 　　that decision for her. But what if Melfis could never come back? 　　I didn't know the answer to that question, and in fact, I didn't need to know. My task was simple: 　　to keep an eye on Melfis until Longque made her own decision. 　　"What are you doing here?" Carmen's annoyed voice suddenly came from behind. 　　I looked over. Carmen was sitting on the sofa, and Chu Xie was about to sit opposite her. Biluz 　　wasn't very familiar with any of us, so she just quietly sat there with Chu Xie. 　　"There are apples here," Chu Xie said with a smile, holding up a half-eaten apple. "And, I've 　　been wanting to chat with you. After struggling with so many complex magic arrays in battle, there are still some things I don't understand. 　　You know, she…" 　　"I have no interest in chatting with a brat," Carmen retorted coldly. 　　Chu Xie frowned, clearly not expecting Carmen's attitude. Although 　　they had been somewhat antagonistic when they first met, they hadn't exchanged 　　words in a long time since Melfis fell into the abyss. Later, because they were both girls and had deep magical abilities, Carmen and Chu Xie became particularly close. 　　Even though they sometimes bickered, this kind of attitude was unprecedented. 　　"What's wrong with you? Did something upset you?" Chu Xie sensed Carmen's hostility and was displeased. 　　"You're the one who's upset. Don't bother me, I have nothing to say to you." Carmen didn't seem to be 　　saying these things because she was in a bad mood, but rather with a genuine air of contempt. 　　"I didn't offend you, did I? Why are you saying things like that? Don't we chat all the time?!" Chu Xie said angrily. 　　No matter what, they'd been through thick and thin together for so long; even if they weren't friends, they were still important partners 　　. This kind of attitude was unbearable for anyone. 　　"We're not on the same wavelength, so it's best not to talk about 'us'," Carmen said coldly. I seemed to sense 　　that Carmen's attitude had nothing to do with the Xiu Na incident. 　　"What do you find fault with me now? Are you taking it out on me?" Chu Xie adjusted his mood, 　　smiled magnanimously, and began to tease Carmen. 　　"A guy who doesn't know what to cherish, just looking at him is annoying. He writes down a bunch of ridiculous principles for himself... "

And then, when you give up your precious things for these principles, you even feel so tragic, so
self-important, right? In the end, you're just a naive little girl who doesn't know what to hold onto
!
Carmen launched into a barrage of sarcastic remarks, stunning Chu Xie, and me alike.
I then realized that Carmen's drastic change in attitude towards Chu Xie was because of me.
To be precise, it was because of our breakup.
But I quickly understood. Without Melfis, she probably always envied Chu Xie and me
being able to be together. And when Chu Xie and I broke up, Carmen's empathy erupted, a kind of
anger—"others really want it, but you don't appreciate it"—occupied her mind.
Chu Xie was so smart; she quickly understood what Carmen was saying. Her face flushed red, and she secretly
glanced in my direction a few times. I pretended not to notice their argument and didn't look at her.
"You have no idea what I want! You have no right to tell me this!! Don't impose your own
feelings on me! How is that naive? I thought it was the right thing to do, so I made that choice.
You disagree and call it naive? How ridiculous!"
"Let me tell you what naivety is. Na?ve is seeing everything as perfect, and flipping
the table at the slightest inconvenience! That's something only a three-year-old would do!"
Two beautiful women arguing isn't exactly a pleasant sight, but at least
it's better than the previous cold, barbed exchanges. The only annoying thing is that the topic concerns me, and their voices have
become so loud that I can't simply ignore them.
Chu Xie stood up from her seat: "This isn't about perfection, nor is it about your so-called
ridiculous principles; it's about the future! No matter how beautiful the scenery is right now, if you know there's a cliff ahead
, the only outcome of continuing is that we'll hate each other more and more! Resent each other for leading
us to the edge! So, when you see the cliff, don't keep going, isn't that the right
choice!?"
"Listen to the bullshit you're spouting! Right? Wrong? Do you need to do arithmetic or a court
to maintain a relationship!? Your most naive idea is that you think you're seeing far ahead, with idealistic notions,
gazing at a future you don't know when you'll reach. But you're wrong! People like us should grasp
the present! Only a kid who's never lost anything would let go so easily like you!!"
Listening to their argument, I vaguely felt that Carmen had become me. Carmen, like me, had lost something very
important—the friend she shared with the demon Soan, and Melfis. She said
what I wanted to say to Chu Xie but hadn't, because I knew it was pointless. This argument
was utterly meaningless—it meant nothing if it couldn't win back Chu Xie's heart.
"You're all so arrogant..." Chu Xie slowly regained her composure, understanding that this argument only made
things more uncontrollable for both sides. "I know my own affairs better than anyone.
You like making decisions for others, then find someone you're willing to control. You don't like looking up at
the future, yet you curse those who do. The more you do this, the more certain I am that I'm right."
Chu Xie left with these words, then took Biluz and departed.
I never spoke to Chu Xie. Once a woman makes a decision, a man has
no choice but to accept it, especially if he still loves her.
****************
Without anything holding them back, the migrating caravan moved steadily forward.
Finally, one day, a hint of green appeared on the horizon of the endless black mud.
And when it appeared, no one could believe their eyes. Because the New Humans had waited for this day for
far too long, yearning for an end that seemed to never come, they had almost exhausted all their energy.
Compared to the massive civilian caravan, our mobility was far superior, so the three legions were at
the very forefront of the migration, and we were the first to see our destination.
However, appearing alongside the green forces were the masters of the Radiant Surface.
A massive army blocked our path, forming an
impregnable barrier along the Radiant Surface's coastline.
The scouts brought back news that Rilin's army numbered 300,000. This number was precisely the one we lacked
the confidence to resist, so negotiating with Rilin became the top priority without a doubt.
Everyone was eager to set foot on that fertile land. Completing this final leg of the journey, the New
Humans could return home. Therefore, everyone's spirits were high, and the mentality of agreeing to whatever conditions Rilin proposed
instantly enveloped the entire migration caravan.
As one of the leaders of the combat group, I soon received a summons from Burning Ruins. When I arrived at
the airship Ranxu with my trusted men, I found that almost all the key combat forces were already there, except for Chu Xie and her
old resistance fighters—which was to be expected.
The three guild leaders and their main subordinates, Anubis, Meiyou, Wu Baichuan… even the demon Soan was
there. I hadn't even been sure if he was in the migration group before, but Soan's sudden appearance
meant that Ranxu had been keeping track of his movements.
Then I saw someone I hadn't seen in a very long time.
"Xia Xi…" I called out the name of the girl not far away with a hint of surprise.
Xia Xi walked quickly towards me, looking at me with a warm smile that I remembered fondly. In that instant, I
felt that smile had matured a lot; she was no longer that sensitive and cold girl.
She opened her arms and hugged me tightly. The action was frank and powerful; she had probably become
a woman who could stand on her own.
"I missed you so much…" she said softly.
I let go of her: "I heard you left the Seren Guild, are you alone now?"
Xia Xi shook her head: "I'm not alone, I'm with him."
I followed her gaze and saw Wu Baichuan standing there. It dawned on me; the reason Xia Xi
had changed so much was because of the powerful person beside her.
Wu Baichuan nodded to me from afar, and I politely returned the gesture. He didn't seem inclined to come closer; it seemed
he was the quiet type.
"Do you know where Aza is? Belle said he's probably..." Xia Xi asked me again.
I looked at her without speaking, and the girl quickly understood. She closed her eyes,
sighed deeply, and covered them with her hand.
I gently patted her shoulder: "His last battle was glorious; it's a
good ending for a warrior."
Xia Xi wiped the tears from her eyes and nodded: "I understand. It's just... he was such a good person..."
I was speechless. Because I felt the same way; if there was one person in this world who shouldn't have died, it
was Aza.
"Do you remember what you told me?" After a while, Xia Xi looked at me again.
I paused for a moment, then slowly recalled the past that had long since sunk into the depths of my memory.
Before I could speak, Xia Xi spoke up.
"I've found my path, but I'm sorry, it seems our paths won't lead us together
," the girl said softly.
I smiled with relief: "That's right. Wu Baichuan is an adventurer; that world is
far more interesting than being a mercenary."
"Yes, very interesting," Xia Xi smiled as well.
"In this life, we always think about going somewhere... but the future is just a highway in the dark.
When you stop and look back, you find that it's completely different from the path you wanted to take," I said slowly.
Xia Xi seemed to sense that she had touched something within me. She didn't speak again, but simply took my hand and
squeezed it gently.
I nodded gratefully to her and watched her return to Wu Baichuan's side.
The bond that this girl and I once shared had been coldly washed away by time, becoming blurred and indistinct,
but I felt it was alright; at least we hadn't missed out on what we truly wanted.
At this moment, Ranxu seemed to be ready as well. He summoned us here solely to
negotiate with Rilin. We weren't there to protect him, nor to demonstrate our power to Rilin. Burning Ruins
probably wanted us, the strongest among the new humans, to witness this historic moment.
Even the demon Soan from the shadows came, though he has many enemies here, but ultimately
all the new humans must first confront the problems with Rilin.
The migration caravan stopped just one kilometer from the light surface, and we, the summoned
elite warriors, flew with Burning Ruins towards the Rilin army that awaited us.
I've seen Riolet's army, and Mr. Mercury's Free Army army, before. But
Rilin's army alone instilled a completely different level of fear in me.
Those Rilin warriors, clad in bright, neat armor, reflected a dazzling light in the brilliant sunlight,
like an endless galaxy. Among them were countless high-ranking warriors clad in dazzling arrays of equipment
, forming a vast, overwhelming sea that filled every corner of sight.
Their well-organized formations and legion-level magic arrays pulsating with magical energy were all
hallmarks of energy warfare. I was the most knowledgeable about energy battle arrays among the New Humans, but compared to Rilin,
I was merely a primary school student who had taken a few theoretical lessons with Osovie.
Once the fighting began, the New Humans would be annihilated at an unimaginable speed—that was the only
fact I was certain of. The bitter tornado spell was the only legion-level magical ability the New Humans had ever experienced. The magic Rilin
possessed was beyond our comprehension.
Faced with such an army, we could only offer envy and respect.
As our nearly one hundred-strong force approached Rilin's legion, Rilin sent an envoy.
But it was just one person, as if mocking our human cowardice.
I've seen this woman in the white robe and silver breastplate before.
She was the one who intercepted us when I came to the Radiant Surface to seize the Divine Crystal. She held off two of humanity's strongest warriors with her exquisite swordsmanship
and nearly destroyed our retreat ship.
Two swords, one black and one white, hung at her waist, while a jet-black scabbard slung across her back. This attire
seemed strange to everyone else, but only I knew
the terrifying power that erupted when she sheathed her sword.
If I remember correctly, Osovie once told me that this girl from Rilin was named Aisha Heart,
and she was known in this land as the "Witch of the Dead Wasteland."
Surprisingly, Burning Ruins didn't step forward to speak to Rilin; instead, it was Gash who stepped forward.
"As members of humanity, we hereby express our respect and reverence to the master of the Radiant Surface," Gash began with very
polite and gentle words.
However, the girl didn't respond. She stood before Gash with her hands at her sides, looking at him expressionlessly.
It was like a dangerous sea eagle, calmly surveying the seabirds scattering below the cliff.
Gash possessed formidable combat skills, as well as exceptional negotiation abilities; he remained
unmoved by the other party's attitude.
"We have trekked from the heart of the Dark Side, not to invade your territory, but simply to return to
our own home. If you can provide us with a path back, we will be
eternally grateful. We will do our utmost to ensure we do not disturb your world. You may monitor
our actions in any way you wish; this is our promise."
Gash succinctly expressed our purpose and sincerity; no one could find fault with his
declaration on behalf of humanity. Everyone eagerly awaited Rilin's reply.
The girl slowly raised her hand, pointed behind us, and uttered two chilling words:
"Go back."
I heard a suffocating sound; everyone's breath slowed for a beat.
Gash took a deep breath: "We can't go back. Behind us is a dead end. Only by passing through the Divine Capital
can we return to our own world."
"Then die here. Don't take another step."
The answer was irrefutable, unreasonable, leaving us no room for argument
. A moment of shock and despair swept through our hearts, followed by a burning anger
. An anger at Rilin's arrogance, and anger at fate.
"We must cross the Radiant Surface, so that means war, right? Humanity's war against Rilin
—can you make this decision on behalf of Rilin? There are tens of millions of humans here. Are you sure you really
want to fight us to the death?" Gash's voice grew increasingly somber and calm.
The ethereal girl before him let out a cold laugh, a laugh as melodious as a stream, yet containing
the chilling coldness of melting snow.
"Tens of millions... Do you think we slaughtered you humans in units of tens of millions? A lose-lose situation?
Ha, you are so ignorant."
Everyone was momentarily stunned. Rilin slaughtered humans? When did that happen?
These questions quickly surged up, then subsided just as fast, because the answer
wasn't the most important thing right now.
Just when we were about to touch hope, we were blocked here again. No one could
accept this fact. But we also knew that our warriors couldn't accept another devastating war either.
"I once heard a story."
At this moment, Ranxu, who had been silent and expressionless, suddenly spoke.
He slowly walked over from behind, his heavy greatsword slung over his back, each step
leaving a clear, deep footprint in the mud.
"It's a story about demons and devils." Ranxu walked up to the girl, completely ignoring
her hostile gaze, as if he had never considered her before.
"Deep underground, there lies a land steeped in poisonous gas and the depths of darkness. It is a
land soaked in blood, where vicious demons and cunning devils have waged war for billions of years
. Countless demons are born from flames and sulfuric acid, rushing onto battlefields littered with countless corpses, while the devils,
through cunning schemes and plots, steal the demons' power while slaughtering their enemies. It is a
battle without end; the demons cannot destroy the devils' world, nor can they eliminate every single devil
. Their cursed souls, tormented by time and war, can never find peace. The protracted war
has burned through time and space, yet no one can win this war. This place is called Hell."
The girl's cold, contemptuous gaze shifted slightly in Ranxu's voice, revealing a glimmer of light
.
"Are you saying that war is hell? While the story sounds compelling, don't forget that it was
you humans who brought war to us," she said.
Ranxu looked up at the girl, a chilling smile on his face. "No, what I'm saying is that
Riolet is the so-called demon, and you, Rilin, are the devils in this story."
The girl blinked, then tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with contempt once more.
"In that case, this story is far less interesting than I thought."
Ranxu ignored the girl's assessment and continued, "And the person who told me this story also told
me something else. That is, the Demon King has a commendable quality: he always keeps his
promises."
The girl frowned, looking at Ranxu thoughtfully, a hint of doubt and
confusion in her eyes, as if trying to recall something.
"And one of your kings once said that if someone could defeat him without using magic, he would
grant that person's wish. Now, I, representing the new humanity, challenge your king!"
After Ranxu roared his demand, the entire world fell silent, a silence that lasted for over ten seconds
.
Then, the girl's icy aura seemed to melt away, and she laughed, her shoulders
trembling slightly.
I didn't know why she laughed like that, but it wasn't some kind of contemptuous mockery, nor was it because
what Ranxu said was ridiculous.
"I remember... I remember..." the girl laughed, rubbing her forehead. It took her
a long time to calm herself down. "Although I don't know how you know this, you humans need to understand
something."
She raised her hand, pointing her long finger at Ranxu's nose: "You have no right to call us cunning
and treacherous devils. What you're doing now is far more cunning and treacherous than we are."
Ranxu simply smiled, a meaningful smile. I knew that the person who told Ranxu this story could only
be one person: Osovie. I hadn't forgotten that Osovie was the real Rilin.
"The first challenger in a thousand years... very good, he'll be very happy. You humans always bring
unexpected surprises," the girl said softly. "And you've been waiting for this battle for a long time, haven't you
?"
Ranxu didn't answer her, but his gaze said it all.
The girl didn't speak, but the Rilin army hundreds of meters behind her moved, making
way for us. Those must be the so-called Rilin scouts; they can use this ability beyond the five senses
to transmit information to each other, without even needing to issue orders, and hundreds of thousands of troops can change
formations in an orderly manner. If it really came down to war with them, probably only Mr. Mercury's command team could barely manage
a move or two against the Rilin scouts.
"Go, go to the capital of Kifard, human. The King of Light will be waiting for you there," the girl
said loudly. "When you issued the challenge on behalf of humanity, I knew he would grant your wish. So..."
"You can all set off now."
Challenging the King of Rilin single-handedly… I don't know if Ranxu has gone mad, but his announcement undeniably
opened the final door to the capital for us. No one could have imagined that such a thing
would cause the cold and resolute Rilin to compromise.
The only explanation is that Osovie had planned all of this long ago and told Ranxu about it.
But as for why Rilin's "King of Light" would leave such a promise, and why the Deathly Witch laughed
, I'll probably never know.
Just as we were excitedly preparing to set off, the girl suddenly blocked our way again.
"You humans can proceed, but Riolet in your group is not included."
Even Ranxu frowned upon hearing this. Because no one knew that
Riolet was actually in the group.
"Is that so?" Ranxu clicked his tongue. "How many Riorets are mixed in with our group?"
The girl held up one finger: "One."
At this moment, Poshuang stepped forward: "How do you know?"
The girl cast her gaze towards the dark mass of civilians in the distance: "It's in that direction."
I saw a subtle change in Poshuang's expression, but at this moment I couldn't understand
the reason for his change in expression.
"Poshuang, since you're so eager, why don't you go and take care of that Rioret?" Ranxu
said to him.
"I'm too lazy to move." Poshuang rolled his eyes.
"I'll go." I said.
There was a reason why I volunteered. Because the bond between Rioret and me was very deep, I at least
needed to confirm whether this so-called Rioret was actually related to me.
Ranxu nodded in agreement: "Don't cause any trouble."
His meaning was clear: the new humans had finally gained the opportunity to move forward, and they absolutely couldn't let a Rioret
ruin it.
I flew with the girl deeper into the migration group, with Carmen and Ajay following closely behind. If that
hidden Rioret poses a significant threat, I need help to eliminate him quickly.
I flew diagonally behind the girl; she didn't accelerate too much, so we all kept up steadily
.
While pondering the hidden Rioret, the girl suddenly spoke.
"Back then, it was you, wasn't it?" she casually tossed out a question.
I was slightly taken aback, then broke out in a cold sweat. She recognized me; I had thought she wouldn't even
consider me a threat. Besides, the raid on the Radiant Surface was a long time ago; I hadn't fought her
, yet she still remembered me.
"What did you say?" I feigned ignorance.
"With a group of people, you attacked two villages and stole two Divine Crystals." Her tone was
devoid of emotion. I hesitated, unsure whether to deny it outright or be honest.
"It was me." In the end, I chose the latter because I didn't want things to get worse. "But
the guys who killed people back then aren't in this group anymore, so..."
"I don't intend to pursue anything against you. No need to explain. Even if you lied to me, I can't possibly
identify every single one of these tens of millions of people." She interrupted me.
"But my companions did kill your compatriots back then..." "
Only seeds died. However, the seed you saved has already sprouted."
"You mean Novi?" I still remember the name of that girl from Rilin, because the guilt of slaughtering their
entire village has never been completely erased from my heart.
"Yes, she said you saved her and killed the man who raped her for her. That man was also one of your companions, right?
Although I've always thought you humans are dirty, there are always people like you who do things that force me to
re-examine you..."
"We've always been complex, not something that can be summed up with just 'dirty' or 'not dirty,'" I said. "Novi has returned to the capital. She's determined to become a warrior. When she 　　returns
as a warrior , she will seek revenge on you. Be prepared." The girl left with those words and 　　then fell silent. 　　I had deceived her, a naive Rilin, and then used the information she gave me to lead a group of thugs to take 　　the lives of everyone around her. Her thirst for revenge is something I must bear, but I can't just 　　hand over my own life. In the end, perhaps I will still have to take the life I saved 　　... This is probably the price humanity pays for its ugly desires. 　　Finally, after flying for an unknown amount of time, the girl slowed down and lowered her altitude. She hovered in the air 　　and pointed to someone in the group. 　　I gasped: "That's just a child. He can't be Rioret." 　　It was a little boy who was only a little over ten years old; there weren't many children that age among the refugees. And 　　in my memory, I had never seen Rioret in this state. 　　"I didn't say he was," the girl said as she descended. 　　The commoners, with a hint of fear, quickly moved aside, leaving us a large clearing. Only 　　after I landed did I see that the child seemed to be holding something. 　　A hint of surprise appeared on the girl's face: "I didn't expect it to be something like this." 　　I looked over; it was a small animal resembling a white fox, with clear green eyes and a 　　large, fluffy tail. However, compared to a fox, this little animal had larger ears, a more pointed face, and 　　markings resembling engravings on its forehead and limbs. 　　The little boy holding it was hiding in fear behind a man, while the little animal huddled in his arms. 　　When the girl's gaze fell upon it, the little animal let out a fearful whimper, then revealed two 　　sharp little teeth, as if in defiance. 　　I had initially thought it might be someone hiding in the crowd trying to slip into the open, or a [Rebirth Egg] controller.

A warrior under control. Now it seems, it was just a low-level beast-type Oriret.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It was probably brought here as a pet by that child during the migration to the Dark Side.
The girl unsheathed the white sword from her waist and walked step by step towards the Oriret. It seems
we don't even need to lift a finger.
She reached out and snatched the little Oriret from the child. The child was held down tightly by his father and
couldn't offer any resistance. He cried, tears streaming down his face, but dared not utter a sound. The commoners knew very well
how terrifying warriors like us with swords were.
The little Oriret didn't struggle much; it was too weak, unable even to tremble before the Deathly Witch
.
But just as the girl raised her sword, I finally couldn't suppress the thought in my heart.
"There's really no need to kill it, is there?" I regretted saying those words as soon as they came out.
The girl lowered her sword and turned to look at me, as if waiting for me to say what I was going to say next.
I swallowed hard, thinking that since I'd already started, I might as well be frank.
"Its existence poses absolutely no threat to your Rilin. That child only kept it as a pet
. The commoners couldn't even get a decent meal along the way, but that child kept feeding it and bringing it all the way from such a far place. I think the father was the same; 　　he sacrificed so much
so that his child could smile on this hellish journey. So..." 　　Before I could finish, the girl tossed the little Riolet back into the child's arms. The child 　　hugged it tightly as if he had been rescued, rubbing his face against its forehead. 　　"You're actually pleading for Riolet? Aren't you afraid I'll stop you from moving forward because of this? Or 　　are you trying to tell me that you humans aren't so selfish?" The girl sheathed her sword and asked me. 　　"I don't have those kinds of thoughts. I just feel that it doesn't have to die, and it seems 　　a bit cruel to kill such a small thing," I said truthfully. 　　"Then so be it. Since fate has brought it here, I'll see 　　what this seed will grow into." 　　The girl spoke with profound words, but I felt that she simply 　　couldn't bring herself to harm the little Riolet because it was too cute. Thinking about it that way, my plea might have actually given her a way out. 　　We flew back to the front of the group. On the way, I finally couldn't help but ask her a question. 　　"Why didn't you allow us to enter the Light Surface in the first place, but then so readily 　　opened the way for us after the Burning Ruins issued the challenge?" 　　The girl looked into the distance and sighed, "The reason is probably similar to mine for letting that Riolet go 　　. Your leader issued that challenge at that time, which proves that you new humans have a 　　leader worthy of respect. Therefore, we no longer need to worry about you defiling the Light Surface." 　　"Fate always gives you some omens, determining the direction you move in. Everything has a reason, and everything will have 　　a result," she concluded. 　　This seemingly contrived statement suddenly stirred up a storm in my mind. 　　The girl left, rejoining Rilin's ranks. They would guide and monitor 　　the migration of the new humans on the journey ahead, until we reached the capital of Kifard. 　　We, on the other hand, returned to the forefront of the Third Legion, watching the warriors finally step onto the brightly colored 　　surface. 　　Many of them wept, some roared to the heavens. With all our might, sacrificing 　　countless comrades' lives, we finally traversed the shadows of the Dark Side and the mud of the Mirror Sea, reaching this 　　land brimming with life and hope. 　　"Finally, we can go back..." I heard Alina's trembling voice behind me as she cried. 　　Ajay and the others hugged each other excitedly. 　　I turned around and saw Carmen and the other warrior spirits all looking up, basking in the warm sunlight 　　on their faces, greedily inhaling the fragrance of the grass. 　　Welch closed his eyes and murmured some kind of prayer. 　　Not far away, Chu Xie, accompanied by others, stepped out of the airship. 　　The girl gathered her skirt, bent down, and gently stroked the vibrant 　　grass at her feet. 　　In a way, her dream was about to come true. 　　Looking at her figure and the incomparable tenderness on her face, my heart surged with an irreplaceable 　　love once again. 　　"Let's go, we'll be back outside soon." Fang Buning grabbed my arm and shook it. 　　I turned to look at her and smiled. 　　"No...you guys go, I'm not going back..." I said slowly to Fang Buning. 　　Everyone around was stunned and immediately crowded around. 　　"What are you saying? Have you lost your mind?" 　　"Are you having a fit? Hahaha!" 　　I smiled as I listened to their haphazard advice, without making any rebuttal. 　　The last words Aisha Xin had said were the reason that gave me this thought. 　　Chu Xie's departure had plunged me into a blankness and confusion that I hadn't experienced in a long time. I couldn't see where my future 　　lay, because everything I had believed in had been shattered by her. 　　But as Aisha Heart said, this might be a sign from fate. 　　"I plan to stay and go back to the Dark Side. I'll probably go to the Devourer's Royal City; I'll wait there." 　　Waiting, waiting for Asaga's return... Since I have nothing left to cherish outside 　　, why go out at all? Asaga has become the only thing I can look forward to. 　　"Are you really crazy?!" Golandoni yelled, "After going through so much hardship to get here, 　　what do you want?" 　　"I have nothing left outside, but here, at least I still have value," I said. 　　I turned my head and saw Chu Xie looking at me too. The girl's eyes were filled with disbelief and trembling; 　　she was panicking. Even though she had decided to leave me, she couldn't forget her feelings for me so quickly.

My decision now far exceeded her expectations.
But I didn't do this to coerce her into changing her mind.
I couldn't be sure if Chu Xie's departure was a sign of fate, but at least it allowed me to escape
the world she existed in.
"So what if you lose her?" Carmen spoke up. "You still have us! We
're partners! Comrades! We have so many things to do after we get out!"
"Yeah, after we get out, let's form a mercenary group, and you can be the leader," Yang
said, half-jokingly.
A warmth filled my heart. After experiencing countless darkness and loneliness, I realized I
had so many trustworthy partners by my side.
Mr. Fang patted my shoulder: "I won't try to persuade you. But you need to think it through. Whether you stay or go out,
don't let yourself regret your decision."
I hesitated, wavering.
I looked up at the eager eyes of my partners, then looked back at the place where Asahi might return
.
Should I stay, or go back? For a moment, I seemed to see two completely different
futures, each belonging to me.
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(To be continued)

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