Magical Journey: The Other Shore Blooms on the Other Shore

"Now that you know so much, there's no chance to refuse." Mo's cold gaze fell on Elena, the large scythe behind him dragging on the ground.

"You clearly didn't inform me of this beforehand," Elena argued.

"Hmm, didn't you expect this outcome?" Mo said.

"Ultimately, it's your greed that's causing this," Mo added, shrugging. "Then, little sister, you'll have to pay the price for your greed."

She looks like a little child.

Elena remained silent.

“However, don’t lump me in with demons. Don’t worry, as long as you follow instructions, there’s no danger,” Mo continued. “After the sacrificial ceremony, you’ll receive your full reward.”

Under Mo's forceful manipulation, Elena was not given any chance to refuse.

As for resistance or anything like that...

Not to mention the two witches there, Elaina couldn't see through this self-proclaimed Grim Reaper at all. Moreover... the secret of the Yin-Yang Sphere had already been exposed, and if they targeted that, Elaina and Qin would have no chance of winning.

There are countless ways to forcibly separate two people by ten meters.

If she could, Elena certainly wouldn't want to take this suicidal path.

With that in mind, Elena nodded in agreement.

Qin did not express any opinion throughout the entire process, as if it were none of her business.

He's always been like this; if you don't initiate a conversation with him, he'll remain silent.

But next, he will have to say something.

"Alright, let's talk about you now." Mo turned his attention back to Qin. "Are you... a familiar of the demon?"

Her tone was very cold.

A demon's familiar? Elena's gaze also fell on Jean, and emotionally, she naturally sided with him. Whether it was because of their months-long journey together or because he had once saved her life.

She had long suspected that Qin was special.

If a conflict occurs, she will always stand by Qin's side.

"What do you want to say?" Qin asked in return.

"You reek of a scent I loathe. The smell of the devil; you've made a deal with the devil."

"Yes."

"Making a pact with a demon? Are you insane?" Mo said coldly.

What if I have no other choice?

"Let's leave it at that for now," Mo said, the deathly aura emanating from him dissipating. "The stench of a filthy soul is indeed repulsive."

Then she disappeared.

Elena understood the gist of it.

She knew a little about demons.

Demons are mostly mysterious, and almost all books about demons categorize them as lawful evil.

They feed on emotions and souls.

The reason she recognized that Jean could use demonic magic was because she had seen a demon during her travels, and the way the demon used magic was very similar to how Jean was when she was in a state of rage.

It was a nightmare demon, a monster that used dreams to devour the people of an entire kingdom.

In the dream, it bestows unparalleled power upon everyone in the kingdom, granting all men and women, young and old, the magic to fly and travel through the earth.

Three days later, if people are trapped in the dream, they will become food for the devil; if they recognize the dream, they will leave with the gifts given by the devil.

Simply put, when you make a deal with the devil, you basically have to give up a price, and that price is usually your life.

So, did Jean make a deal with a demon to learn demonic magic? That doesn't make sense... After all, before meeting Jean, Elena had never imagined that a human could use demonic magic.

There is no record of any human being being able to use demonic magic.

In essence, the two methods of casting magic are quite different.

Magicians use magic to draw upon the magical power of heaven and earth, while demons... are said to not rely on magical power at all, or rather, on their souls.

After Mo disappeared, the two witch sisters slowly rose and bowed to Elena and Qin, saying, "Please stay at the shrine for now. Nixia will personally descend in three days for the festival and tell you what to do."

As a result, Elena and Qin were effectively placed under house arrest.

……

night.

"Qin," Elena said, lying on the shrine bed.

"What is it?" Qin lay on the floor as always, even though there was an empty bed nearby, he never lay down on it.

"You and the demon..." Elena still wanted to ask more questions.

“Knowing too much is never a good thing,” Qin said. “After all, you can’t escape me now. Ignorance is a form of protection for you.”

What nonsense... Ignorance means you won't even know how you die.

But Elena didn't say that.

“Let’s change the subject then. What does death mean to you?” Elena asked.

"relief."

It's hard to imagine that a person could say such a thing; just how pessimistic must he be? Although she knew this before, Elena still felt a sinking feeling involuntarily when the word "liberation" was uttered.

After all, having someone by your side who wants to die at any moment is hardly a wonderful thing.

"What has kept you going until now?" Elena continued to ask.

She felt she had too many questions, but she suddenly had a gut feeling that if she didn't ask now, she might never have the chance to ask again.

"It's because of a promise. I promised my teacher I would see the world for her, and I wouldn't intentionally seek death unless absolutely necessary," Qin said.

"Your teacher..."

“She’s a person who doesn’t keep her word,” Qin said.

“At least I don’t want to end up like her,” Qin added. “Heh, she went to heaven without keeping her word.”

"I'm sorry." Elena felt like she had touched a nerve with Jean.

This was the first time she had ever heard of a piano having a magic teacher.

"I spoke too much." After saying that, he fell silent.

Demons…transformation… I don’t know how to put these words together to form a complete story. People only become filled with longing for death and lack reverence for it when they can’t see the direction of life.

Before that demonic cloud explosion, Elena had basically never thought about the somewhat heavy topic of death.

After all, she was quite young. It should be said that a wonderful life had just begun for her to step into, and thinking about death was too far away.

It wasn't until that demonic cloud... that she realized how close death was to her.

Sometimes you're so close to a cliff that you're completely unaware. Death is not some distant bubble.

Everyone dies eventually.

Even the longest-living elves in the world eventually run out of energy and die.

But Elena's fear of death stemmed from the fact that she never considered why some people wouldn't be afraid of death.

What exactly is it that makes a person lose their reverence for death?

There were absolutely no answers. In fact, it seemed that Elena had never really understood Qin. He was a fellow traveler, but they never seemed to be on the same wavelength.