Chapter 802 Beginning of Death (2/2)
”Why not?”
Ivan poured a cup of milk for his sister, shaking his head puzzledly in return. ”Don't you remember what our mentor told us few pupils several days ago?”
”Mycroft is at a key period. In the past, we are imprisoned in a dark, ancient cage, but now, we have freed ourselves from the decaying and rusted locks and leave the cage—clearly, our mentor and his lot had found something huge in their adventure this time, with resources being diverted to the 'New World' he mentioned.”
At those words, Ivan took a bite of the jam-filled bread and said rather gloomily, ”I know you're thinking why we should go to the Abyss since resources are going to the New World? That's simple, sister of mine—repelling outside influence would keep the world stable from within. Mycroft is close to the Abyss, which is why before we go to new worlds, we have to get rid of all threats beside us.”
Swallowing his food, Ivan then turned and smiled at his sister. ”The External Exploration Department enjoys their adventurers, so all that people like us who don't like moving around have to do was to keep the peace in our homeworld whenever they are away. Moreover, weren't we looking for chances to go to the Abyss even without that reason?”
It was natural. The two siblings who had sworn to take down the Pentashade dragons smiled as they looked at each other, before lowering their gaze and silently ate their breakfast.
They would go wherever the Pentashade dragons were—of course they would go to the Abyss.
***
”Of course we are going to the Abyss!”
Lisa the Drakonid girl loudly announced the plans she just made. ”It's about time we send Mister Syndicate home!”
Lisa's words were slowly becoming more straightforward recently and almost tactless. There was no telling where she learned that from.
”Bzzt-bzzt.” (Agreed)
A silver alarm clock in the living room jingled twice in support. Even as Zero-One's clone dutifully turned its clock hands, it continued, ”Bzzt-bzzt-bzzt-bzzt?” (When are we leaving?)
On the other side, the other Drakonid in the room resembled Lisa very much albeit with masculine features was reading a newspaper on the couch. ”What do you mean,” he retorted subconsciously, ”sending me home?”
”Eh? You don't want to go back, Mister Syndicate?”
The Drakonid girl had thought that the balrog would be very happy with the announcement. She never imagined that he would react like that, and at once lowered her head disappointedly, here expression vague.
”No, Lisa, I mean, look—I'm not a balrog now!” Syndicate promptly became nervous at the sight of Lisa's forlornness, and hurriedly put down his paper and went beside Lisa, holding her hand as he explained, ”I'm no longer demon after my living form had changed, and the Abyss is also… Wait, you're not crying?!”
”Of course not.” Seizing the chance and grabbing Syndicate's hand, Lisa looked up, a sunny expression on a face with zero disappoint. She shrugged, before tip-toeing to whisper into the balrog's ear. ”I just want to see the place you've lived in before… What, you don't want to?”
”That's… not really…”
Syndicate certainly wanted to say no since the Abyss was nowhere good, and his life back there had only been a dull one of devouring and killing. Life on Mycroft was pleasant and comfortable like its people—he liked the place so much he simply did not want to return.
Still, he relented in the end. ”Fine. We'll go since Lisa wants to go so badly… The experience could be useful.”
”Mister Syndicate is the best!”
***
Meanwhile, next door down to Lisa.
The atmosphere inside a house within the southern residential district was completely different from the happy one next door.
The cold winds of winter echoed as frost spread within the glass. On a couch beside the living room's hearth, a gray-haired girl was chewing her lip and staring blankly at two pots of flowers of different forms.
One pot had furry flowers resembling dandelions although there was a gold tint in them, as well as bristles that did not detach easily. The 'Dawndelion' was a special fire-element magical herb, with body-nourishing roots and physical strengthening effects. Most importantly it felt nice to touch, warm and suitable for winter.
Flowers in the other pot were much more mysterious, having seven translucent geometrical petals that resembled frost crystals. Each petal also had different magical radiances encircling them, and whenever the radiances swirled, the six elements in the atmosphere would gather around them, thickening the mana concentration in the house.
Britney was staring worriedly at the flowers, sent to her by Priest.
”Brother hasn't smiled for a long time…”
***
Ever since Priest had returned from the distant edge of the galaxy, Britney had rarely seen her brother smile in earnest.
The Dawndelions and the other pot were presents that her brother prepared for her. He had hidden them on the attic thinking that she would not notice, but she now had to water them after not returning for so long… Britney had thought that she would be angry at him for breaking his promise, but could not say a thing when she finally saw his tired face. She simply held the waist of her only kin, thanking the Seven Gods that he returned safely.
The other pot was known as 'Seven Colors', a gift that her brother claimed to have come from the Nature's Magister, Legendary champion of the elves and a high-grade herb that rarely came by. Its fragrance could effectively improve the rate of druids' Nature Power sensory.
However, her brother never once smiled despite accepting such a precious gift, appearing fraught with worry instead.”
”You look sad,” Britney asked forthrightly then, ”Brother, why?”
”Because I'm too weak,” Priest answered simply and sighed. ”All anger and sadness originate from one's powerlessness—Britney, train well so that you won't be like me in the future and appear so poorly.”
'But you've clearly done well,' the gray-haired girl thought then.
However, it was certainly not enough—or at least that was what her brother believed. Being a little greedy was not an issue since drive only came through desire, just like herself, who would care to study hard if there was no little red flowers and reward sweets?
But when there are problems that one could not solve themselves, they could ask their teacher.
Even little children know how to do that!
”If you have something you can't solve, why not ask the Liege?”
That was what she had told Priest then. ”After all, he is your mentor… Since he's so powerful, he could solve anything you can't, or at least tell you the solution.”
***
After that, her brother indeed went to look for the Liege, and never returned even now.
”Sigh… brother's so sad that even I am not eating well…”
At the thought, Britney rubbed the Dawndelion and thus calmed a little. ”If he still can't handle things after that… I'll let him rub the flowers too.”
Just as Britney thought reluctantly about how many days she would loan the flowers to Priest, she suddenly heard familiar footsteps from outside the door, as well as her brother's voice as he conversed with someone else…
More than that, she could hear that her brother was no longer emanating negative energy like before!
”This is my home… Your father and the others are being healed physically at the Far South
”Priest! The buildings here are very tall—so wonderful! So beautiful! So you live in such a place?”
It was an unfamiliar girl's voice.
”Britney, I'm home!”
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The sound of the front door being opened.
The gray-haired youth was holding the hand of a green-haired, golden-eyed girl who was passionately curious, leading her into their house.
However, one could vaguely see some defects on the elf's form, with the hand that Priest held appearing translucent. There was also a huge empty wound on her back, and her entire body appeared illusory and rather faint like a phantasm in the environment with buffeting winds, only appearing a little more lively when they entered the house.
There was no question that it was a ghost.
A self-aware ghost.
When the ghost saw the young gray-haired girl that had run all the way to her, she promptly grinned widely and crouched in a very serious welcome. ”Greetings. Are you Britney, Priest's sister? I'm Sol!”
”Have no fear. Though I am already dead, I can't hurt anyone.”
***
The world was very cruel.
War, devastation, calamity, Chaos… Death lurks beneath shadows like a sickness within the marrow.
However, the world was very kind too.
For as long as there is sufficient ability, even death could be surpassed.