Yu-Gi-Oh!: Phobic Peptide Mad Dragon Executioner Dragon

I listen to the cries of all living beings.

I have witnessed the changing of the world.

I tell my story—

The truth of the world.

——————《Record of Enlightenment - Old Chapters - True Ancestor》

Although it was obvious that Abusi had let Xing Ya win the duel, Xing Liang still considered her performance satisfactory.

After all, if we leave her to watch the house, who knows what kind of trouble she might cause.

In the lost world, he could still catch up by tearing space apart from the human realm. But what if it were an extremely distant world, or what if the people he encountered couldn't protect her with his abilities?

It's safer to keep it with you.

"Do you need us to come along?"

Xing Ya left the study excitedly to pack her luggage, leaving only Albus, who had been called in to testify.

Here, "we" refers to Albus and Excalibur.

"It depends on the situation. It's probably not necessary. Orses is on the border, but it's hard to say in the capital. You should try to reduce your public appearances."

In Orses, Albus met mostly people whom Xing Liang knew and trusted. Coupled with the false identity arranged for him by the old pastor, Albus was able to live a normal life even though he was being hunted.

"Take this box, I'm going to the church."

Speaking of which, the old pastor has helped them so many times, they should give him something in return.

What's in here?

What Xing Liang handed him was a flat little box. The box wasn't big, and it felt light in his hand, as if there was nothing inside.

"To be honest, I don't really want you to open that box."

Xing Liang rarely had a blank expression.

"Don't open it unless absolutely necessary. It's best to return the box to me unopened when I come back."

Albus felt the box in his hand suddenly become heavy.

"Then why bother..."

"Albus, do you know Axelcia?"

Xing Liang interrupted him, asking a question that seemed almost completely unrelated. Before Albus could answer, he continued, "You should know her very well, at least better than I do about Acrecia. So, only you can be sure if she is the Acrecia 'with you,' but no one can be sure about the Acrecia 'from before.'"

Albus understood the unspoken meaning behind Xing Liang's words.

"Actors" are everywhere.

"What's in the box is my backup plan. I hope you won't need it one day. When I come back, I'll take you all back with me."

With that, Xing Liang left the study, leaving Albus alone, lost in thought.

Xing Liang walked down the stairs and ran into Aklicia, who was looking for Albus. He stepped aside to let her pass, but she didn't leave. Instead, she seemed to muster her courage and said:

"Mr. Nianzhong, could you... give Albus back to me?"

Xing Liang gave her an indescribable feeling of dread; after being scanned by his green eyes, all her secrets seemed to be exposed.

Even though she hadn't done anything wrong, she still felt inexplicably guilty when Xing Liang was staring at her.

Home safety rule #1: Eyes can change color. Normally they are black. Don't look directly into green eyes (just kidding, reading too many weird rules can make you sick).

Looking at the girl in front of him who was clearly a little scared, but still faced the Great Demon King (lol) for the sake of her beloved boy, Xing Liang chose to close his eyes.

"Yes, he's yours now. Enjoy your meal~"

"Take your time, enjoy!!"

As Xing Liang spoke, he couldn't resist cracking a joke, letting Axelcia blush and run upstairs.

Xing Liang stared at her departing figure, his smile fading.

"I hope I'm overthinking it."

Standing at the entrance, enjoying the warmth of the sun for a moment, Xing Liang walked towards the church, following his memory.

Along the way, people kept greeting him, mostly students' parents and shop owners he frequented.

"Mr. Nianzhong, a new batch of cardboard mats arrived today. Would you like to take a look?"

"Teacher Nianzhong, there are no classes on the weekend, where are you going so early?"

Good morning, Brother Nianzhong.

……

In three months, Xing Liang, who was socially awkward, became completely familiar with the people in the neighborhood.

As is widely known, social anxiety is short for social terrorist.

He responded to each voice in the direction it came from.

"We don't need any pads for now, but I'll ask you to customize one later."

"I need to go to the church to take care of something."

"Well, good morning."

……

"Clang~ Clang~ Clang~~~"

Following the sound of the morning prayer bells, Xing Liang arrived at the church.

"Old Dee, is the prayer over?"

Dee Seber Apostle (Apostle), that's the old pastor's name.

After Xing Liang obtained the old pastor's consent, he continued to call him Lao Di.

"Hehe, it's just finished. What interesting story did Brother Nianzhong bring this time?"

When Xing Liang had nothing to do, he would come to the church to chat with him. He would tell him all sorts of strange stories that Xing Liang had never heard of before, such as how Florida was full of talented people and how Changzhou in Jiangsu was known for its simple and honest people. These stories left Xing Liang completely bewildered.

(I don't think carbon-based life forms could do those things. When I first saw them on the news, my reaction was: subway, elderly people, cell phones.)

In exchange, he would tell Xing Liang about the myths and folk tales he had read in ancient books. They were all dry and boring missionary stories, but Xing Liang listened with great interest.

Thus, the sight of an old man and a young man sitting on a church pew chatting has become a recent regular scene at the church.

"Oh, let's not talk about stories today. I'm about to go to the Royal City as a team leader to participate in the exchange competition. I brought you something before I leave."

As he spoke, he handed over a flat box.

"But don't open it yet, wait..."

Listening to the church bells, he had an idea.

"Wait until...the gods issue a decree, then you can open the box."

The old pastor, who was originally going to refuse, became interested after hearing what he said.

"Oh, what is the will of the gods?"

Clergy cannot accept gifts from others indiscriminately, but if it is the will of the gods, then there is no problem.

"If I remember correctly, the number of times the church bells are rung is fixed, right?"

“That’s right. Apart from morning prayers, the bell is only rung at the New Year or when something important happens. Each time, the bell is rung 10 times, corresponding to the level 10 of the sun god… Is this related to the will of the gods?”

The old pastor stroked his beard, not understanding what Xing Liang meant.

"Open the box when the eleventh bell tolls."

"Then I can't open it."

The old pastor shook his head regretfully.

"The one in charge of ringing the bell is an old fellow; he wouldn't make the mistake of ringing it an extra time. Brother Nianzhong, you should take it back."

He tried to push the box in Xing Liang's hand back, but found that he couldn't move it.

"The eleventh bell tolled, which should not have been rang, is this not the will of the gods?"

With an unyielding tone, he forcefully shoved the box into the old pastor's hands.

"If the gods don't issue a decree before I return, then I'll take the box back, okay?"

"OK then."

The old pastor carefully put the box away, believing it contained something important that Xing Liang wanted him to keep for him, to be retrieved upon his return from the capital.

As for the divine will, that was probably just Xing Liang joking.

Xing Liang was not joking.

Because in his dream, the church bells had clearly rung eleventh time.

Without any contact from anyone.

(OK, the plot is finally clear, and after all this revision, everything is finally aligned. I'll start updating daily.)