Firefly Journey

Debasa was a nation founded on military might, and its people were known for their fierce and valiant nature. However, this did not equate to barbarity. In fact, the nobles in all these countries behaved in the same way: generous yet hypocritical, except for the state of Chu.

Herloei is the "City of Light." As is well known, the main religion of the Debasa Empire is the Titan Terragler, and this light is certainly not Julius.

Because of the martial spirit of the entire nation, there are many martial arts schools throughout the empire, from bustling cities to dilapidated towns, with countless schools in the capital city of Herokyi.

A tea house next to a martial arts gym—almost every martial arts gym has a tea house next to it, providing a place for people to rest after exercising.

This simply decorated tea restaurant had two special guests today.

They appeared to be a couple, sitting face to face, and ordered three rye breads, a piece of Bema Kingdom date cake, and some yogurt.

Judging from the quantity of food, they must be waiting for someone.

Soon the person they were waiting for arrived.

He was a young man wearing a monocle.

Lin Yuanran and Feng Ling were momentarily dazed.

Bravewich smiled and sat down between the two, saying gently, "What, are you surprised by my appearance?"

Lin Yuanran said, "Whether it's Professor Cassius or Mr. Blair, they are both elders in my life. Even if they are the same person in a sense, I will treat them differently."

Fengling frowned and said, "Transforming into Cassius's appearance, are you trying to play the emotional card?"

“There’s no need for that. Now that Ario and I have returned, it means we agree to stand on the side of the Pan-Ancient Continent and face the dangers that are to come.”

“You’ve seen right through me.” Bravewich adjusted his monocle, his expression exactly the same as Cassius Bello’s.

"I want to know whether you did it voluntarily or at the urging of that Taoist priest."

The Taoist priest that Blawich was referring to was naturally the one who invited Lin Yuanran to drink the immortal tea. In truth, He was the true ancestral god of this world; He inspired magic, giving all races the means to fight against demons.

Bound by the laws of space, like the Lord of Endlessness, He could not interfere with the fate of the Pan-Ancient Continent. However, out of compassion, He guided Blawich to use summoning magic, hoping to snatch a glimmer of hope from despair.

In hindsight, the outcome was positive; Remington, the god of mechanics and technology, returned to the Pan-Ancient World and will continue his research into alchemy.

As for Lin Yuanran and Feng Ling, these two demigods, as long as they proceed steadily and make good use of the principle that "oranges grown north of the Huai River become trifoliate oranges," they will eventually become two true gods again.

Although the world-ending crisis still exists, there are now more variables, and Bravewich can relax for the time being.

“I don’t like what you did, but there’s no denying that I have ties to this world and can’t pretend nothing happened.”

Lin Yuanran smiled.

"Don't worry, both Fengling and I did it voluntarily."

The wind chimes nodded slightly in perfect agreement.

“That’s great. What are your plans next?” Blawich asked. “If you need materials or influence, I can definitely help.”

Lin Yuanran refused: "You have already given enough. Forcing growth is not good for development. Besides, I have inquired and found that the Holy See has not had a new pope, and the 'sun' is on me. It is hard not to believe that this is your conspiracy."

Bravich laughed heartily: "You've really misunderstood me. I had no idea you'd be coming back."

Fengling said, "After we finish dealing with some matters, we will return to Yicheng. Don't worry, the position of Pope will not be vacant for long."

"Well then, thank you."

"Brawich said sincerely."

"We are doing this for ourselves."

Bravich said no more; the necessary exchange had been completed, and He had obtained the answer He wanted.

As he was leaving, Lin Yuanran called out to him.

"Although I know you don't need to eat anymore, please accept this anyway, since you've already ordered."

Lin Yuanran held up a small portion of red date cake and said. Meanwhile, during their conversation, Bravich had already finished his rye bread.

Bravewiche gladly accepted it.

Watching Him disappear into the crowd, Lin Yuanran thought to himself, "You've always been in my heart."

After seeing Death off, Lin Yuanran asked, "What about you? Are you going back to the Temple?"

Ario was born in the Duchy of Bema and later studied at St. Louis College, which was under the jurisdiction of the Papacy. With Blair's help, he was a true believer in the light from any perspective.

The "Sun of Julius" can only be held by the Pope; this is an unchanging rule of the Papacy for millennia, and Lin Yuanran cannot shirk it.

Fengling was once the Holy Maiden of the Dark Temple, and normally she would succeed as the Temple Master in the future.

If they had simply left, they wouldn't have had to worry about these things. But now that the two of them are back, they have to think about these issues.

Instead of answering immediately, Feng Ling threw the question back at Lin Yuanran.

"Do you want me to go to the temple or go home?"

Lin Yuanran hesitated for a moment, but quickly made up his mind. "From the Pope's perspective, I hope you will go to the Temple to succeed as Temple Master. In this way, the Papacy and the Temple will become even more unbreakable allies."

"But from my own perspective, I hope you will stay by my side. I'm sorry, I have selfish motives before even taking office; I probably wouldn't be a good pope."

Fengling raised an eyebrow: "Who said that? I just agree with it."

"so……"

“I’ll go back to Yicheng with you.”

The wind chime blinked, then lowered its head.

Lin Yuanran smiled, "That couldn't be better."

The Endless Lord's spatial mastery was indeed high. The time he sent the two back was three years later in the Pan-Ancient Continent, consistent with the time they spent in their hometown.

Three short years is enough to change a lot of things.

After returning, the two tried to contact their classmates, only to find that Lü Jianming was already married and had accused them of being disloyal, saying that he couldn't reach him no matter what they said.

The two of them didn't say much about it, since it was impossible to openly discuss something like time travel; they simply apologized.

After finishing their meal, the two still showed no sign of leaving and ordered two more servings of rye bread, which greatly puzzled the waiter. "Are you boar-men in disguise? You can eat so much."

A while later, another acquaintance sat down at their seats.

Du Pippen.

We no longer need to add "young" because he has long since grown up, while the old one has been gone for many years.

"And who is this?" Du Pippen asked, looking at the blonde, blue-eyed Feng Ling.

Lin Yuanran said, "Feng Ling, I've mentioned it to you before."

Lin Yuanran did mention it in their letters; in fact, he mentioned it to some extent in all his letters to everyone.

DuPippen extended his hand: "Wendy must be very sad."

"Nice to meet you."

The wind chime also shook hands very politely.

"Nice to meet you."

Lin Yuanran asked, "You said you found the murderer who killed Uncle Du Pipeng. Where is he?"

Dupipon came to Radiant City to avenge his father and has never given up for many years. Now he has finally found a clue.

“You know Prince Enor, right? In recent years, he has practically controlled the entire Kingdom of Delos. He certainly couldn't have done it on his own; the power behind him is…”

Dupipon revealed an expression of extreme hatred: "Cicada."