Synopsis: Silly Version Synopsis:
Landing in the Treasure Hoarders with a simulator in hand, Ming Chong, who knows nothing about this other world: This is kinda interesting.
What do you...
Chapter 95: Old Music
"Kanria's Black Sun Dynasty is similar to the Western palace system. Although it doesn't believe in gods, it can still be a bit difficult to adapt to.
In addition, they also believe that "the land is not plowed with farm tools, but fought for with iron and blood."
This statement sounds very familiar. If you remove the tricks of the politicians behind this iron-blooded style, you will agree more with it.
Compared to "Xier" who struggled for a loaf of bread with 500,000 marcos and Remus who set out alone to resist fate, this Black Sun Dynasty did not have a glorious leader.
They weren't that close to the people, and were still a bit rotten. But perhaps because they possessed supernatural powers, they gave opportunities to young people with ideals, thus showing that the problems were still there and waiting to be reformed.
——You still prefer Lemuria.
You left before Sibyl had finished telling Remus' story, but you discovered your problem just as you were about to turn around and leave Kanrea.
"Rhinedot, invited to Kanreya, the future court alchemist of Kanreya." She nodded slightly, and her eyes looking at you were not so calm, like the shimmering surface of a lake after a stone splashed water.
"Nice to meet you."
Yes, you saw her.
Then I realized that you stayed in the human perspective for too long, and were too emotional when watching the performance, failing to step out of the identity of an audience member.
But you are not a pure witness.
What makes Rhinedotte more special than the doctor is that she has more emotions and acts according to her inner principles.
She recognized you and saw that you were the human who got the second kill of Sumi, Impas.
"You look different from what's rumored." As you walked side by side, Rhinedot started the conversation.
“What’s the difference?” You replied casually.
"...If we define a value with a maximum value of 100, your humanity is 99 and your divinity is 1," Rhinedot said. "But this isn't set in stone. Within the range of numerical fluctuations, Impas, your humanity is infinitely close to 100."
She smiled, trying to find your weakness with her words, "So, where does that little bit of divinity of yours come from?"
"you."
"..." Rhinedot turned his head to look at you who said something extraordinary with a calm face.
"Someone like you."
That's the truth. You were planning to leave boring Kanreya. If it weren't for the sense of déjà vu with Rhindorte, you wouldn't have walked and chatted with her on the streets of Kanreya.
She was right. In Xumi and Lemuria, you were still too human and had not done anything inhumane so far.
You seem to have briefly experienced the end of Two Gods and One Man, and some vague connections have been established, but your intuition tells you that the next part is not over yet.
It just never ends.
It only gives you space to explore, but no direct answers or room to intervene.
Just guess.
"Like me..." Rhinedot chuckled, "...like me, tirelessly following you, yearning for you, and even trying to control your existence..."
She recited each word, weighing something in her mouth, "They will all fall at the coming dawn..."
"Do you think I would be such a person?"
You nodded, then shook your head, "You count as half."
"Rhinedot wasn't curious about the person you mentioned, but she understood the inexplicable attraction you felt when you passed by.
Your divinity was probably born here.
——Ordinary humans cannot tolerate Kanreya’s indifference and disrespect for the gods, and alchemists are even worse in this regard.
Rhineland is one of the best.
Your tolerance for research amazes even Rhinedot.
"I have observed wandering children in the pitch-black universe. Do you think I can lead them to my side?"
"What trap are you setting for me again? Rhinedot." You didn't answer immediately.
She gave an innocent smile, "You've wronged me this time... Okay, okay, I admit that they do have some unknown risks, but that kind of sadness..."
"You know, Impas," Rheindorte blinked. "When those poor children asked me for help and showed me their desire to live..."
"You know it."
The indifferent alchemist half-seriously and half-acted, reluctantly gave you an explanation, only because you could understand her a little. Otherwise, Rhinedot would not have paid any attention to the fact that you had no topics to talk about.
"...Well, nothing can stop an alchemical genius from creating such a life." You hold up the arm-sized prototype of the tiller, originally named "One-Eyed Little Treasure," and examine its "Chaos Anchor," a still-miniature energy module.
Rhinedot glanced at you and spoke in unison with you:
——"Because I respect you enough."
——"Because I respect you enough."
"..." You, who were almost interrupted, raised your head speechlessly, with the corners of your mouth drooping. Sometimes you really don't understand what Rhinedort, the alchemist, is thinking.
At this time, Rhinedot turned her back and continued to face the thing she was fascinated by with a strange sense of ease and excitement.
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Well, you don't really understand her.
real.
…
Rhinedort's experiment has many grand scenes, which may seem terrifying to others, but there is nothing wrong with it for you except that you may not be able to get up in the morning.
Then you saw the World Tree experiment she conducted on you...
“Let’s have the feast.” You thought of Nabu’s curse and made the best decision on the spot.
Unfortunately, nothing happened to Rhinedot, and she feels even more regretful than you.
This meant that the experiment had failed, and she hadn't been able to find any clues about Impas that her predecessors had found.
Just as the device was being destroyed, an inexplicable wind blew up the mist, which rose in the room and then rushed towards you.
"Rhine Dortmund, so lame."
"..." Rheindort looked at you with a stern look, "This is not a coincidence. What did you see?"
"Fog." You answered quickly without thinking.
Of course, you can't fool her, and she knows that you are not telling the truth and may even be playing word games.
But she was not angry, because the experiment had already given the most honest answer -
"It's a secret."
Rhinedot didn't tell you.
And for a long time afterwards, she continued her search for the law of creation.
When Erinace awoke, you were looking at what the Buyerto people had brought you: two portions of mille-feuille.
So, when Rhinedot returned to the laboratory, she saw you putting the Xumi specialty pastry, Thousand Layer Puff Pastry, on Erinas' tongue - she didn't know that this was the one mentioned in Buyer's letter for your friend in Kanria.
"Don't feed everything, Impas."
You pretended to touch the eyelids of the huge Erinus. Erinus looked at your hand curiously, but was manually forced to close his eyes. "So what? He can only have a taste. Don't be so cruel to him, like a stepmother."
"Oh, so you're going to be his father and raise him?" Rhinedot twitched his lips, hinting, "That's rare. Are you finally going to end your life as a gigolo, Impas?"
"I've managed to do something that even gods and tyrants couldn't change. It only takes one simple step—making you a father. Well, I have to say it's a genius idea. What do you think?"
So sharp.
Indeed, after running away from home, Rhine Dortmund came to this family at a young age and raised you with great difficulty...
Oh no, the generations are so confusing.
"...They just make all these weird things and then leave them alone. Compared to them, even I have to be the more responsible one." You muttered and sent Erinas back to the "petri dish" of Rhinedot.
You know what, when it's your turn to say something like this, you really feel like you're standing on the moral high ground.
Rhinedot shook the letter twice. "Did you feed the snacks you gave me to that child?"
“You don’t want to eat…” You hurriedly stuffed food into your mouth while making an incoherent excuse.
“Yes, I don’t eat snacks.” Rhinedot smiled, then threw you out of the laboratory, looking down on you, “For the sake of experiments, I can also skip meals.”
Chew chew chew——
The next second, a huge Erinace was thrown at your face. She also said, "Since you can't help here, take Erinace out to help him adapt to this world."
The door closed again.
Chew chew chew——
Just as you were wondering if you were being fired, the door opened again.
"You're right, this is being kicked out."
Chew, chew, chew—
Erinus rested his head on his paws and looked at you obediently with his big eyes, "Father?"
“Nothing…” You slowly patted your eldest son, “She just finally got over the enchantment.”
"Well, I've grown up..."
The door opened slightly, and you stopped abruptly.
"You've spent more time with Rhinedot than with the other three combined. Spending so much time with someone who doesn't really behave like a human being really makes you more open to everything.
——This is probably divinity!
Returning to Melopes's hometown means facing the name of "Impas" that shatters destiny. After a series of operations, this name has been attached with various magical colors.
You don't really mind. This Mary Rush story is about to end. The winners have already won, and the games have been played, so it's time to release new cheats...
So, you met Egolia.
"You look like I do," she said.
"After all, I have seen it."
Egolia pursed her lips and smiled. "Yes, so no matter how far-fetched Nabu's words were, I still believed them the first time I saw you."
Yes, you have met before. During your experiment in Rhinedot, you were briefly embraced by her misty form from the past.
"But I still don't understand, what do you want?"
"From Nabu to Amon, then Remus, and now you."
Egolia looked at you, but also seemed to be looking at something else in the same direction. She softly read the name you had come up with, "Impas? Impas..."
"Impas."
"I've known you a long time ago, before you knew me... a long time ago."
You nodded. "I know. You're talking about the time I sailed under the banner of the [Demon of Music], right? But I'm curious why so many people knew about it."
"Everything... started with Nabu's plan." Here it comes again. Egolia's eyes are becoming more and more similar to the previous guy.
She tells you everything.”