Chapter 407 - Chapter 407: Chapter 387: The Ravens Endpoint (2/2)
“I’ll be there soon, Lilian,” he softly spoke to his daughter.
Soon, Byrne saw Bast from his memories again, that man with a smiling face still full of mystery and danger, possessing a charm that made him want to draw near.
But just as Byrne was about to speak, he discovered that Bast had vanished into thin air as if he had never been there.
He remained silent for a long while, continuing to review in his memories, until at last, he met Irene.
“Irene… these years have been exhausting, but finally, I can be free and come to you,” Byrne said.
“The Lord of the Lost is waiting for you,” Irene replied gently nodding her head before vanishing in turn, and the next person to appear was Margaret.
Byrne took a deep breath, stepped forward, and embraced his only love; the two quietly held each other for a long time.
He had always been sorry, and finally, tears streamed down.
“I’m sorry, Margaret.”
“It doesn’t matter anymore,” she said.
Margaret’s figure smiled and dispersed with the wind, and then Erik appeared, whom he had taken as his adopted son; Erik just nodded gently at Byrne and did not appear again.
Then, he arrived at a lush green forest, seeing his father who had passed away decades ago, in the gently warm breeze.
Lucius sat on a stone, quietly sharpening his sword, the blade gleaming in the sunlight.
“Thank you, Byrne, for avenging me,” he said.
He looked up at his son and continued:
“You are doing better than I did, stronger than I ever was. I have always loved you and I am proud of you.”
“Although, I… never managed to truly express it.”
“I have always known,” Byrne replied, nodding gently and continuing, “The strong one is not I, but every member of the Fischer family, the people of the Dawn Church, and Him…”
“Perhaps, but you’re just the kind of person who would say that, haha.”
Gradually, the figure of his father also disappeared, and he suddenly returned to a familiar yet strange study, where he could smell the pungent scent of oil paintings, and his mother’s gentle hands were on his shoulders from behind.
His mother spoke with a gentle tone and a smile, “Byrne, I hope you become a painter.”
“But even if not a painter, actually, as long as you are happy, I am entirely content,” she added.
Byrne took a deep breath, calmly turned his head to look at his gentle mother, and asked:
“Mother, what is the meaning of life?”
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“Everything you see,” she replied.
Finally.
Everything vanished.
In a completely white space, the aged Byrne stood there, his expression very calm, his chest filled with strength and courage, and not far in front of him was a clear bottle and a massive black cross glowing above it.
The black light seemed full of hope.
He slowly stepped forward, his footsteps echoing in the boundless white space.
Drawing nearer.
Reaching out.
The moment he touched the black cross light, Byrne’s frail and aged body suddenly underwent a miraculous transformation! He became younger, filled with youth and vigor! And the surrounding pure white space transformed into a paradise in the woods, the scent of flowering plants was so delightful that just breathing it in brought joy, and the air was filled with laughter and cheerful voices!
His stride became light and strong, no longer faltering, but lively as a young deer prancing joyously on a beautiful forest path!
Byrne completely reverted to the black-haired little child, and in front of him stood his important family members.
The family members smiled at Byrne.
“I’m here,” he said.
Thus Byrne quickened his pace toward Lucius, his mother, Irene, Lilian, and the others, his face brimming with a joyful smile.
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“Look over here…”
Darren and Christine stopped arguing, and the children also stopped playing, Felix, Chris, and many people from the city of Nasir, all similarly looked up spontaneously.
They saw.
A raven flying across the sky.