Chapter 348

Although Castor had a travel companion, his journey still seemed lonely - everyone in the control room could see it.

Fortunately, the toughness of the Heroic Spirits far exceeds that of the fragile human overlords - even if the divine core is sealed - the current Chaldean staff have already regarded the eight-hour shifts in the control room as a free way to watch TV series; and in this situation, Castor and Dainsreb crossed the desert and came to Maple Dan, the source of all waters.

"Have you studied the history of Maple Leaf five hundred years ago? That is, the period when the Dark Disaster broke out?" Olgamari sat in the director's seat and asked Kirshtalia, who had just woken up, in a voice chat, "I remember that the Lord asked you to write a paper about Maple Leaf before, right?"

"Why do all of you come to ask me?" Kirshtalia sighed, put on a white cloak and walked out of the room, answering Olga Marie, "My thesis did not specifically study the history of Maple Dan for a certain period of time, but was based on the prophecy - strictly speaking, it is related to the flood myth, and has little to do with Maple Dan's history."

"You went out?" Olgamari blinked and looked at Castor who was looking at the huge black alchemical creature from afar on the screen. "Although your thesis is about the flood myth, I remember that your report mentioned that you had studied the history of Maple Dan..."

"It's just a simple chronology of major events from the first water god to the flood that submerged Maple Dan." Kirshtalia walked to the cafeteria, picked up a sandwich and milk from the window and walked out. "Just like the timeline that New Chaldea made for the Fairy Kingdom."

"So, what were the major events during the catastrophe?" Olgamari asked him.

"Let me think... the Narcissus Cross Society, and Erinus, who was born from Melusin..." Kirshtalia paused while unwrapping the sandwich wrap, "I remember that Erinus seemed to be a living creature. The Melusin born from its body lived in its blood vessels that had turned into stone and in the cavities inside its body..."

"From this point of view, it is similar to the legend of Melusine." Olgamari sighed, "As expected, even if they are in different worlds, existences with the same name will always have similarities - for example, dangerous origins that are completely different from their beautiful appearances."

"Well, there should be one thing that fairies have in common." Kirshtalia bit her sandwich and replied vaguely to Olgamari, "'As long as you don't let go of my hand' - they won't completely turn into vicious creatures. No matter what they look like, as long as someone is willing to hold them tightly and become their anchor..."

"It's better to say 'I'll always be with you no matter what' - this kind of unconditional acceptance is what fairies want." Olgamari concluded, "After all, fairies are creatures who 'innocently enjoy good and flawlessly enjoy evil' - everything fairies do is just because they want to do it."

"They never consider the consequences of doing this."

"No, the Melusin of Teyvat doesn't have this property." Kirshtalia touched his chin and complained to Olgamari, "I think you should still remember that our initial observation of Teyvat showed that the entire world tree was immersed in a very dangerous pollution, right? But according to the records we have now... this world seems to have exuded a lot of malice."

"Outward?" Olgamari raised her eyebrows. "There are still bad people in Teyvat."

"It's not the kind of world that Beast Gouyoujie wants to create." Kirshtalia gave Olgamari a standard and poked the straw into the milk carton. "Strictly speaking, there is a standard line. Malice that exceeds that standard is not allowed to exist in this world and will be expelled to the outside world."

"What do you mean?" Olgamari glanced at the dead alchemical creature on the screen and turned her attention back to the conversation with Kirshtalia. "Do you have any basis for this?"

"The basis is Melusin." Kirshtalia added, "Although in our records, Melusin even became a law enforcement officer of Maple Dan, but they cannot understand the concept of evil. In simple terms, they know that someone needs to be arrested for committing a crime, but they cannot understand that criminal behavior is a kind of "evil." "

"They just have a vague impression that this is not right and is not good."

"She is just like a fairy in a fairy tale, eager to help everyone."

"...You have a point." Olgamari fell silent, watching the two people in the center of the screen heading north to the frigid Land of Winter. "The observation signal has been cut off again. It seems that the Land of Winter is also an area that cannot be observed. What are you going to do next?"

"Let's go to the infirmary to see Asclepius first." Kirshtalia stuffed the garbage at hand into the circulation system, walked to the elevator door and began to wait for the elevator. "Go and take a look at the current data changes, and then organize a tea party for Group A. Later, when you come to the control room for your shift, you must complete the previous report and upload it into the system... Oh, by the way, are you coming? If you are, I can adjust the time to after your handover."

"Ritsuka's shift is the next batch, right? If you don't hurry up, you won't be able to have a tea party with them before I take over." Olgamari flipped through the shift schedule, "I won't come this time. Call me later when the time is right. By the way, Da Vinci seems to have recommended a dessert made by the new staff in the cafeteria to Ritsuka. If it's on the menu today, remember to bring some to Ritsuka and Mash."

"I see. That's it for now." Kirshtalia cut off the call with a smile, walked out of the elevator and turned into the infirmary where only Asclepius was. "As we agreed before, I'm here for a routine checkup, Doctor Asclepius."

According to the shift schedule, when Lansemero returned to the director's seat again, Castor's journey had come to an end - the spiritual fluctuations of the two gods on the computer screen had reached the brink of extreme danger.

Lancermello only glanced at Castor, who seemed to be relying on the power of the abyss to defeat Dainsreb, and turned around to instruct a demon who had to work 24 hours a day to adjust the time axis coordinates of the observation.

Floros, who had rarely rested in the corner in his original ragdoll form, worked hard to transform back into human form and began to calibrate Sheba's data, moving the timeline of Chaldea's observation of Teyvat back to the time when Pollux stepped onto the stage.

Before Sheba completely changed the object of observation to Pollux, Castor's declaration to the defeated Deinsreb was clearly transmitted to the ears of every member of the control room through the stereo.

"We are the shining stars, the fire of St. Elmo - the light that guides travelers forward and overcomes all difficulties and desperate situations." Dioscuri floated in the sky, looking down at the defeated Dainsleb, "Even if she falls to the bottom of the abyss, she will definitely be able to see this dazzling light."

"Although we are just strangers who have experienced many events together, but - well, out of the duty of Dioscuri 'we', Castor 'I' will protect you 'the wandering traveler'. I hope you will not lose hope, overcome difficulties - reach the end of the journey, and find the answers you need."

The content on the big screen blurred for a moment, and then froze on Pollux.

Pollux and Deinsreb, who was wearing a black mask that covered half of his face, sat facing each other in a bustling-looking tavern. It seemed that Pollux's journey had already begun for quite some time, and the atmosphere between her and Deinsreb did not seem like they had just met.

"So, what kind of person is the 'brother' Castor that you know?" Pollux, who could only drink juice because he looked underage, asked Dainsleb.

"...Your brother 'Castor' trusts his own judgment most of the time." In front of Dainsleb was a glass of beer with very beautiful white foam, but he had no intention of taking any alcohol. Instead, he moved the beer to the side to make it easier for him to answer Pollux's question.

"It's rare for 'Brother' Castor to travel with others after leaving me." Pollux held his cheek and recalled the past memories. "However, as far as the fact that 'Brother' Castor traveled with others is concerned, I thought the adventure of 'the ship' Argo was the only time."

"We are not traveling companions, nor are we companions—" Dainsleb was interrupted by Pollux before he could finish his words.

"We are just strangers who happened to share the same path." Pollux smiled and winked at Deinsleb. "I just know that Castor's 'brother' would definitely say the same thing. Because he had the same attitude towards everyone on that ship. But you are shining with the light of Dioscuri's 'Saint Elmo's Fire'."

"Light?" Dainsleb frowned.

"You have been blessed and cursed by your 'brother' Castor." Pollux touched his chin, his blue eyes lit up with a light that represented the power of magic. "Besides that, earlier on, you were cursed and blessed by another being. Although I have no objection to humans gaining eternal life, the resilience of your soul is still rare and surprising."

"Let me think... Your journey must have lasted at least five hundred years, right?"

The control room fell into an eerie silence.

"You guessed it right, Deputy Director." Ritsuka Fujimaru and Kirshtalia, who were sitting at the work table below, turned their heads to look at Lansermello who was sitting at the director's seat. "However, the soul of Dainsleb has not deteriorated or disappeared after five hundred years, which can indeed prove that his soul is very strong. But——"

"Has the curse of God over all of Kanria escaped him?"

"No, it was just suppressed." Kirshtalia looked at the half-finished exploration and investigation report on the Velvet Town anomaly and answered Fujimaru Ritsuka, "Castor's 'blessing' to Dainsleb suppressed the 'curse' set by Heaven's Law, which had too broad conditions - that's all."

"But if that's the case... once the one blessed with the 'Curse' reaches the end of his journey, his fate is sealed."