Chapter 414 - I Don“t Want To Cause Any Misunderstandings (1/2)

“Falken, it’s you?”

Roland’s surprise was understandable. He personally watched Falken pa.s.s away, and his soul rejuvenated and taken to the Paradise of Life.

Falken squeezed out of the crowd and looked at Roland in surprise. “Why are you here? You’re dead too?”

Then he shook his head. “Wait. You’re not a believer of our G.o.ddess. How did you end up here?”

It was not until this moment that Roland realized that everybody here was translucent and emitting ivory brilliance except Roland. He was also translucent, but he emanated no light.

Then, a crazy thought popped up in his head. “Falken, is this place the Paradise of Life?”

Falken nodded. He looked much stronger as a young man.

He hugged Roland and smiled. “No matter how you got here, I’m really happy to see you again.”

Seeing that Falken knew the stranger, the souls around Roland dispersed.

Roland patted Falken’s arm with mixed feelings. He thought that he would never meet Falken again after he was taken to the Paradise. He didn’t expect that he would have another chance.

They walked and chatted. Roland looked around, only to see nothing but white clouds in the Paradise.

The souls were sitting, sleeping, or chatting pa.s.sionately. They could also create food out of nothing and enjoy it.

It did seem to be a peaceful place.

All the souls here were smiling, without any sadness or sorrow on their faces.

Noticing Roland’s surprise, Falken said, “There’s no death, no pain, no hunger, and no departure in here. Roland, now that you’re here, why don’t you stay? People toil away their entire lives in the main plane just so that their soul can rest in peace after they die.”

Roland shook his head. “I have a lot of unfinished businesses.”

“Such as?”

“Like mysteries of magic.”

After a shock, Falken shook his head and said, “As expected of a Mage. It seems that you won’t be here for long.”

“How should I go back?”

At first, Roland thought that he had come to the Paradise of Life because he triggered a special quest. But he just checked the system menu and found no notifications.

Then why was he here as a soul?

Wait, a soul?

Roland looked at his translucent body.

Based on his speculations, this should be a real world, so did it mean that he was in the soul state?

If he could study it further, would he gain a better understanding of the nature of souls?

Could he learn the basics of soul spells?

While Roland considered, Falken suddenly fell on one of his knees.

Stunned, Roland subconsciously raised his head, only to see a four-winged angel descending and landing before him.

Falken lowered his head even further, but Roland looked the angel in her eyes and even examined her.

She had long, curly, bright golden hair, which was wafting in the breeze. She was wearing a loose white dress, so loose that her b.r.e.a.s.t.s were half-revealed.

“It’s been a while.” Withdrawing his gaze from her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, Roland looked her in her eyes again and asked, “Did you bring me here?”

“Devout soul, please keep yourself away for a while. I have something important to say to this Mage.”

Falken nodded and stepped back with his back bent.

As a soul and a believer in the Paradise of Life, he couldn’t refuse an angel’s order. He could barely even look at them straightly because of the level suppression.

Roland was reticent as he watched that.

Falken was not a coward. His optimism before his death proved his generosity and bravery.

But here in the Paradise, he had become a humble servant.

Roland was not fond of this change.

After Falken backed off, the four-winged angel smiled at Roland and said, “You must know where you are by now, don’t you?”

Of course!

Roland nodded and looked around again.

The world was ivory and seemed boundless.

Roland could sense the exuberant power of vitality in the Paradise of Life, but it seemed that he couldn’t use it.

“Actually, it’s our G.o.ddess who wants to meet you.”

The four-winged angel curled her finger at Roland and then flapped her wings, slowing taking off.

Automatically, Roland followed her.

Flying in the sky, they were embraced by a balmy breeze.

The four-winged angel sighed and said, “Actually, we didn’t want to bring you here. After all, you’re not a believer.”

Roland was dazed. “Then why did you bring me here?”

“Because we can’t visit the main plane frequently,” the four-winged angel explained, “The main plane is highly suppressive for divine creatures like us. Our every condescension would consume immense power of faith. It’s very difficult.”

“That explains a lot.”

Roland finally understood why G.o.ds and devils barely revealed themselves in the human world.

“Can you give me a heads-up? Why does the Life G.o.ddess want to meet me?”

Roland was quite curious.

The four-winged angel shook her head. “I don’t know.”

“Then what’s your name?”

“Nia.”

The four-winged angel pointed at her face and said, “I’m the youngest of all angels.”

“You haven’t reached adulthood yet?”

“Not yet. I’m only 132 years old.”

One hundred and thirty-two years old, yet still an adolescent… Roland secretly clicked his tongue and glanced at the four-winged angel.

She had such an attractive body figure and such great b.o.o.bs, yet she said that she was not an adult.