I am the descendant of a dark wizard, and I will inherit the family fortune.

The origin of the world...living fish...

Leon could understand the fruit or stone before, but suddenly a live fish...it really gave Leon a lot of cute coins...

“It’s amazing, isn’t it?”

Leon nodded. "It's really amazing. So that fish, is it a real fish?"

Wen Kulang raised his eyebrows slightly, "You are not stupid.

Do you remember what that fish was?"

“It is…it is the origin of the world!”

"That's right, since you know it is the origin of the world, how can it be a fish!"

Yes! It is the origin of the world!

"So, neither the fish nor the fruit is real?"

Wen Kulang smiled and nodded, "Yes, you can think of it that way.

They are a form manifested according to the characteristics of the world itself.

But if you think of them as real fish, real fruit... you are not wrong."

Leon: ...6

"This is the origin of the world. It can be anything, real or fake. If you think it's a fish, then it's a fish. If you think it's not a fish, then it's naturally not a fish."

Leon swallowed the curse words on his lips, "Then the fish... just ate it directly? How did you eat it?"

"I'm not your dean, how would I know how to eat it? Maybe they grilled it?"

Leon: ...

"Mr. Bunkuran, what I actually want to ask is, how do I...absorb the origin of the world?"

Wen Kulang shook his head. "I don't know about that either. After all, I haven't been exposed to these things."

Leon frowned as he listened. He felt as if Wen Kulang knew too much. He had said before that it was only after the invasion of the Black Bone Forest that they realized there was a world beyond this world...

But now Wen Kulang also said that his grandfather told him about the small world and the big world...

Thinking of this, Leon chose to express his doubts.

"Mr. Bunkuran, you seem to know a lot of knowledge. Did you research all this yourself? Also, you just asked me how many worlds there are..."

Wen Kulang sighed deeply, "I do know a lot of knowledge, but it's not something I researched myself.

This knowledge came from my grandfather's grandfather's grandfather... In short, I don't know which ancestor left this knowledge behind.

Before, I thought of these as just stories, but the invasion of you wizards has taught me that they are not stories.”

When Goya heard this, he couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Uncle Wen Kulang, why didn't you tell me this?"

Wen Kulang said angrily, "I asked you to read and study, but did you? You don't like reading, and you have the nerve to blame me?"

Goya: ...

Leon didn't expect that Goya would blush...

Goya glanced at Leon secretly and saw that he didn't smile. He felt that he had not lost face. "What about the books left by your ancestors? When I was sorting out your relics, I didn't see any of them..."

Wen Kulang nodded and said, "Of course you can't find them, because they have already been moved to the royal court.

Come to think of it, Her Highness actually knows about those books... and, Her Highness said, the path to salvation lies within them."

Leon: ...

Suddenly, he heard some familiar lines. Before Leon could speak, he saw Goya muttering to himself.

"The Royal Court... The Royal Court... Redemption..."

Seeing Goya's distracted look, Wen Kulang asked worriedly, "Goya, you...what's wrong with you?"

Hearing Wen Kulang's question, Goya raised his head sharply, "So, it was you who distracted Her Highness the Princess?!"

Wen Kulang: ???

"What...what do you mean I distracted Her Highness the Princess? What are you talking about..."

Goya's tone became increasingly intense. "Her Royal Highness initially stood on the front lines fighting alongside us, but suddenly one day, she returned to the royal court and no longer paid attention to government affairs...

I once thought that Her Royal Highness was afraid of failure, so she lost confidence. I even tried to persuade Her Royal Highness, but...

Her Royal Highness, the Princess, told me that we were wrong and we need to redeem ourselves!"

As Goya spoke, tears began to glisten in his eyes.

"Uncle Wen Kulang, tell me, what is written in those books!"

Vinculan was silent. He looked at Goya and then at Leon.

Leon nodded and said tactfully, "I'll wait for you over there."

Leon pointed to the left and was about to leave here temporarily.

"No! Leon, you don't have to go."

Goya stopped Leon, and Vinculan said with some dissatisfaction: "No, this matter cannot be known to outsiders!"

"Haha." Goya sneered twice, "If I can give him the most precious world origin in the world, what else can't I let him know?

Also, the future of our clan..."

"Okay! I can't convince you! But don't regret it!"

Vinculan glared at Leon angrily. Logically, if Leon insisted on not listening, Goya couldn't force him to stay, but Leon was still quite curious...

"Huh~" Wen Kulang first exhaled, then said solemnly: "Although our family is not a royal family, we have produced countless priests and generals since ancient times.

The book in my hand records the story of the third priest."

"Priests?" Goya frowned. "Wasn't the practice of priests using humans as sacrifices abolished long ago?"

Wen Kulang nodded, "Yes, so our clan has not had a priest for a long time."

"Uncle Wen Kulang, from what you said, you seem to feel it's a pity?"

"Of course it's a pity! Do you know the function of a priest?

Actively communicate with nature, listen to nature, and receive rich rewards..."

"But they use people as sacrifices!"

Wen Kulang sighed, and his body became hunched for a moment.

"Do you think they want to?

The forest was so small, and at first the priests used various animals as sacrifices, but...

How could the beasts reproduce faster than greed?"

When Leon heard this, his doubts were immediately resolved. No wonder there were so few animals in such a big forest. It turned out that many animals were extinct by humans!

Goya also fell silent. She seemed to want to say something, but after opening her mouth several times, she said nothing.

"We will discuss these topics later. Now I will tell you what the third priest did."

Bunkuran paused for a few seconds, "She left."

"Ok?"

"She left, alive...left this world."

Goya was horrified. "No... Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" (Cao Cao: Impossible, absolutely impossible.jpg)

Vinculan seemed to have anticipated Goya's reaction and patted him on the shoulder.

"it is true."

……