Firefly Journey

Chapter 331 Death Has Arrived (5)

"Your Holiness... could you tell me what's going on?"

Lin Yuanran asked.

He was genuinely a bit bewildered.

Before entering, the State of Chu was clearly at a disadvantage on all fronts and was in danger of being destroyed at any time. Why did the Grim Reaper suddenly make his move?

What Lin Yuanran couldn't understand the most was that if Death was going to make a move, why didn't it do so sooner? Why wait until the two sides were fighting before taking action? How many people died in the war during that time?

If Death truly cared about peace on the mainland, how could it have allowed so many lives to perish in vain?

Furthermore, he and Fengling entered the church basement on the orders of their teacher, Cassius. However, after a week inside, they gained nothing except discovering the writing in his original world and drinking a cup of divine tea to improve their cultivation level.

The war between Chu and Chu ended as soon as he emerged.

Could it be... that Cassius sent them to avoid trouble?

No, Cassius believed that practice makes perfect, and he would never let his students stay away from the battlefield just because there was danger. That was definitely not his style.

So what's going on?

A series of questions filled Lin Yuanran's mind. He had too many questions to answer, so he simply threw them all out at once, thinking that His Holiness the Pope could answer most of them.

"What's Death's name?" Blair didn't answer his question directly, but instead steered the conversation to something seemingly unimportant.

Lin Yuanran didn't understand what he meant, but he honestly answered, "Brawich."

"Then me?"

"Huh?" Lin Yuanran exclaimed instantly, "Could it be..."

"The name Blair is the name of the thirty-seventh pope of the Holy See of Light, and also my incarnation on the ancient continent."

“I have had many such clones, which have spread to every corner of the continent. The ninth, fifteenth, and twenty-sixth popes were all me.”

"For some reason, I once ventured into the Star Sea and fought against the monsters that were approaching the Pan-Ancient World. Unfortunately, I was no match for them, and I was seriously injured after the battle."

Blair's voice was calm, as if he were telling a story about his past.

Lin Yuanran's heart was already in turmoil. If that's the case, the reason he transmigrated was not the Vatican, but the work of this last remaining ancestral god from beginning to end.

The old ghost Blair is his incarnation, which means he was roommates with the ancestral god for many years.

After recounting the whole story, Bravich began to steer the conversation toward what Lin Yuanran cared about.

There is an old saying in the State of Chu: "Oranges grown south of the Huai River are sweet oranges, but those grown north of the Huai River are bitter oranges."

"After the battle in the Star Sea, the alien monster was only barely stopped and was not greatly affected. The crisis on the continent still exists."

“From that time on, I kept searching for a way to save the world, and finally remembered Julius’s words, who said that our abilities were not given by heaven and earth, but came from one man.”

"I thought, since that great being comes from another world, could summoning a visitor from his world resolve the crisis?"

"For this reason, I tried three times. You and other transmigrators came to the Pan-Ancient Continent and indeed showed a cultivation speed that was beyond ordinary people."

Unfortunately, I overlooked one thing: your own will. In the end, I realized it was forcing you. I know you've always wanted to go back.

"Unfortunately, even now that I have regained my strength, I can only open spatial channels at most. Crossing these channels will require your own efforts."

To cross a spatial passage, one needs at least the strength of a demigod, which is why I sent you to the basement.

"Now that you are a demigod and have experienced much in the ancient world, I would like to ask you one last question: are you willing to stay and help me resolve the crisis beyond the star sea?"

So... he's being treated like a savior?

Lin Yuanran gave a bitter smile.

Admittedly, in the original world, he had dreamed countless times of becoming a character in movies and animation who saves the world.

But the reason why desires are desires is that they cannot withstand scrutiny. Now that this has actually happened to him, Lin Yuanran realizes just how enormous the price those so-called heroes and saviors have to pay.

When Lin Yuanran first transmigrated, he missed home terribly, missing his family, friends, and everything from his original life.

Four years have passed, and nothing has changed.

He smiled, feeling a bit selfish, but he just didn't want to take on this sudden responsibility, especially since it wasn't his responsibility to begin with.

“I want to go back,” he said.

Death was silent for a while before finally speaking: "Alright, I'll make the arrangements."

"Ah."

Lin Yuanran could hear the disappointment in his tone, but so what? Forcibly conscripting people without their consent was no different from warlords conscripting men.

Yes, Lin Yuanran admitted that there were things in this world that he longed for, such as magnificent magic and dragons that only existed in his imagination. But if he had to choose, he didn't want any of those things. All he wanted was to go home, nothing more.

Carefully recalling Death's words, Lin Yuanran suddenly said, "You just said you tried three times. Can I understand that as...?"

Bravewich knew what he meant: "That's right. Before you, I had launched two summons, but they, like you, were eager to go back."

"Did they... go back?" Lin Yuanran asked.

"No, I was in a weak state before and didn't have the ability to send them back."

"So, they'll be coming back with me?"

"Yes, but one thing is certain: my summoning spell is highly random. Once cast, I cannot guarantee that the summoned person will come from the same timeline."

Once you return, you will all be back to your original timeline, so there's no need for you to disturb each other, understand?

"Is that so..." Lin Yuanran instantly understood. His era could be considered the peak of civilization's development, with all sorts of technological creations emerging one after another.

Those two fellow villagers who arrived earlier may come from ancient times or from the future. In that case, their languages, writing systems, and even worldviews may be different, so there is really no need for them to get to know each other.

"still have a question."

“You said I have plenty of time now.”

"I was allowed into the church basement to meet the basic requirements for returning home, but there is one thing I don't understand: why was it my teacher who notified me, and not someone from the Vatican or the Deadwhisper Grove?"

Lin Yuanran was very puzzled. What was the relationship between the teacher and the Church of Death?

“We had no connection before, but we will be inseparable from now on.” Bravewich switched her voice.

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Lin Yuanran froze: "What happened... Teacher, he..."

"You can understand it as, he is me, and I am him."

Bravewich spoke slowly, explaining the details of how Cassius voluntarily became a vessel, thus allowing the true form of Death to return to the continent.

Lin Yuanran was increasingly surprised as he listened, and then a flood of emotions welled up inside him.

Cassius Bello, the great teacher, fulfilled his oath with his life to defend the peace of the continent.

“I know it’s hard for you to accept, but that’s the truth. Opening a spatial portal isn’t a simple matter either. You’ll need to reach Chestanton in three months, where the portal will open. During that time, you can do whatever you want.”

After saying this, Bravich cut off the contact.

Lin Yuanran also wanted to ask, "If I go back, what will happen to the things you gave me?"

The Thousand Illusion Mask, the Convenient Key, the Illusion Ledger, and "Julius's Sun"—all these things originate from Him.

Lin Yuanran suddenly realized that the only thing that truly belonged to him seemed to be the "Dark Gift" given to him by the wind chime.

He felt a tightness in his chest, so he decided to go for a walk.