373 The Last Advice (2/2)

”Daddy?” Elsa shook her head. ”I don't know. Maybe he disappeared like Mommy… I remember I was looking for someone but my friend book is gone and I can't find anyone.” She looked back. The burning road was littered with corpses. Their eyes were closed, seemingly in peace. There were even ragged blankets on them.

”Everyone's asleep. I know it,” she murmured. Lowering her head, she curled up. ”I'm a good girl and gave everyone blankets but they don't feel cold and don't talk to me. But I'm scared by myself.”

Ye Qingxuan reached out and ruffled her hair. He said gently, ”Your dad won't leave you behind. Let's go find him, alright?”

As if this was a joke, someone laughed in the rubble behind him.

”You're the first person I see after opening my eyes. Such fate.” After a string of sounds, the broken tiles were pushed away. A bloodied man climbed out. He was covered in burns and he breathed with difficulty. But when he looked up and saw the two, a ghastly smile appeared on his face. ”My friend, as expected, you and I are both alive. Or have we met in the afterlife?”

”Who knows?” Ye Qingxuan shrugged and looked at him indifferently.

Naberius snickered and climbed up. Unabashed about his naked body, he looked up at the red sky. ”It's become like this…It must be Caligula's tricks. He sold Auschwitz to the abyss and now wants to use us as sacrifice for the Sacred City's forgiveness. I really don't know if he's cutely naïve or stupidly brash…” Cackling, he cocked his head and looked to Ye Qingxuan. ”If I were you, I'd be more careful.”

”Oh? Please tell me more.” Ye Qingxuan looked interested. To be honest, he really wanted to act now and truly end this guy for good. However, Naberius' fearlessness scared him. After all, Mordred had not appeared yet. If possible, he wanted to drag things out longer and wait for the Knights Templar. At that time, Naberius would not be able to escape.

He heard the scraping of metal close in from the distance.

”Mr. Holmes, it seems that I must go.” As if sensing Ye Qingxuan's plan, Naberius chuckled. He wiped the blood from his face. His eyes were filled with greed and pity. ”It's such a pity that I couldn't drag you in this time.”

”There shouldn't be regrets in life. You can keep trying,” Ye Qingxuan suggested earnestly. ”After all, the worst case would be 'dying with regrets.' Plus, your friends are all fighting heroically now. Isn't it bad to just abandon them?”

”The bond between two is precious but sadly, life is more valuable. The perishing praise still has some tricks to turn the tides but I'm worried that more will happen later. Leaving when things go wrong is the best way to achieve longevity.”

Clanging metal sounded from all directions. The Knights Templar with their swords of fire were approaching in formation, their murderous intent thick. Naberius bowed, giving him a very polite farewell.

In the night sky, Mordred descended as a half dragon and grabbed Naberius' shoulder. The man laughed as he flew into the air. A black cloud swallowed them.

The two disappeared.

Finally, a voice rang out in Ye Qingxuan's mind. ”Mr. Holmes, do not continue to be so naïve. This is my last advice to you as a friend,” Naberius said. ”Caligula is ambitious. He sold us to the Knights Templar, but the Knights Templar might be one of his products too…

”Things aren't over yet. They're not as simple as I thought and not as simple as you thought.”