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Chapter 215: Chapter 204: Mother and Daughter
“Irene Fischer, born in the year 1786 of the Blazing Sun Era, her love encompassed the Fischer family and all the people of this world. Her devotion and steadfastness moved everyone, and her words will lead us forward…”
In the study of the Fischer Manor, Byrne deeply inhaled the cold, sharp air, his slender fingers calmly clutching the pen, adding a new entry to the family history of the Fischer family.
His father, Irene, himself, and many more members of the Fischer family would ascend to it.
Byrne had once been afraid of death, but after learning that the soul would return to the Lord of the Lost, he was no longer frightened or apprehensive, and he also gradually realized something quite important.
A person dies twice, the first death is the passing of the body, the disappearance of the breath of life, while the second, true death is when one’s name is forgotten by others.
He had recorded their names and existences in written form, and the descendants of the Fischer family would record their own existences as well, and so generation after generation, they would carry on in succession.
“When I die, there will also be those who come after me. Perhaps this is the meaning of a family’s continuity.”
Just then, someone knocked on the door, wanting to come in.
“Come in.”
No sooner had Byrne spoken than he saw his daughter Lilian enter.
In fact, he could now sense the tremendous change in Lilian, who had changed so much since Irene’s departure a few years ago.
The girl who once sought to please others had transformed into a fiery family priest, becoming the most radical thinker in the entire family.
“Father, good morning.”
Lilian revealed a gentle smile, having matured in body and mind in the years following Aunt Irene’s martyrdom. Yet, in front of her father Byrne, she still retained the aspect of a daughter.
It was a side that put Byrne at ease.
“What’s on your mind, Lilian?”
Lilian was silent for a while before finally saying, “I was planning to visit Mother.”
Hearing the name Margaret made Byrne fall silent as well.
Since Baron Hoffman’s incident, he had been unable to face Margaret—the complexity of his feelings couldn’t be explained in a few words.
He had wronged Margaret, but Hoffman had also wronged the Fischer family. The connection through their children made it impossible for either side to sever ties completely.
Fortunately, his and Margaret’s situation did not affect the children’s feelings for their mother; in fact, after coming of age, Darren and Margaret often went to see her, and Margaret had also visited Nasir Town to see Darren’s child Felix.
“Go ahead, and be even kinder to her. She must miss you very much, Lilian.”
He nodded and smiled gently; Lilian then smiled back. She had been so busy during the past year that she never had the chance to visit her mother.
She missed her mother dearly.
Byrne casually mentioned, filled with anticipation,
“In a few years, once the railway from Nasir Town to Fein City is completely built, you could even go to Fein City to see your mother in the morning, have lunch, and return to town by evening.”
Lilian was startled, then asked incredulously, “The steam locomotive travels that fast?”
“Indeed, it does,” Byrne nodded without dissenting.
Lilian furrowed her brow and said with concern,
“The Reforging Church has already reached Cyart. Father, you’ve been in contact with them too, haven’t you? Steam engines, steamships, railways, and steam locomotives—all these technologies have been released by the Reforging Church. Whatever they’re planning, they are indeed changing the entire world bit by bit.”
“Other churches, because of the gods, are letting the Reforging Church expand…”
Byrne pondered for a moment and said,
“Yes, people from the Reforging Church are a bit strange. They don’t just want to transform the world; those priests from the Reforging Church even alter their own bodies, calling themselves ‘Reforger’…”
After finishing, Byrne sank into a deep contemplation, recalling a priest from the Reforging Church he had seen, tall in stature, who had replaced one arm with a weapon driven by steam and steel.
They were gradually going beyond the realm of humanity, and that self-proclaimed Reforger felt genuinely that the level of his own transformation was still too low.