Pillar of Yita

”You must win, Mr. Ade!”

The little fairy in a maid outfit stood on the railing of the pier, waving her hand vigorously at him.

”I know, Miss Ye Xing.” Fang Hong turned around with a suitcase in hand, giving a small smile to everyone on the pier.

”Oh dear, how annoying, is it just Ye Xing? What about us, what about us?” The other three little fairies also crowded onto the pier railing, chattering complaints at him.

Fang Hong showed a helpless face, and once again apologized individually: ”Of course there’s also Miss Jasmine, Mint, and Moonkiss. I’ll come back to see you all if I get the chance.”

”Really?”

”Wonderful, we’ll be waiting for you, Mr. Ade.”

”So, Mr. Ade, you must defeat those people and hurry back!”

The little fairies all knew he was about to participate in the Continental League held in Fanric - though they didn’t understand that the competition was just an exhibition match before the main event in Osh. They simply thought Fang Hong would go to Osh after defeating those people.

Osh, that is such a distant place for the fairies of Nevade.

However, Fang Hong wasn’t actually interested in joining the hustle and bustle. He had only promised Odin to join the Ragnarok alchemy group for this competition, although he still didn’t know how the King of Warriors planned to arrange for him to join, especially since the contestant list should have been settled long before the end of the year -

He happened to participate in the last group match of the Continental League in Colin Ishurian by a stroke of coincidence (actually because someone sold him out), which is why he was clearer about the details of the competition system.

On the pier, some little fairies began to show reluctant expressions.

Even though Fang Hong only stayed here for a week or two, to the little fairies of Nevade, he was one of the few guests who didn’t mind their pranks, and he was also half a student of Lord Anluose. Friendship always builds unconsciously.

Fang Hong looked at the treehouse in the distance and the little fairies on the pier and felt some sentiments. But indeed, happy times are always short, and the day of departure arrived in no time.

A snow-white single-masted sailboat was moored on the distant lake, with elfin-styled silver sails. The long mast reflected on the surface of the water, standing quietly in the water bay surrounded by the Emerald Forest.

Before boarding the ship, Fang Hong turned back once again, seeing several little fairies looking intently in his direction, waving their little hands. Fang Hong’s nose twitched, and he turned his head back, only pitying that Mr. Anluose had to leave beforehand due to business and couldn’t come to see him off.

So much so that he didn’t even have a chance to bid farewell.

After a long while, Fang Hong calmed down and looked again at Ariel on the ship - the Elf Bartender of Nevade, questioning where the owner of the Fairy Residence had gone.

Lord Anluose had arranged for this Elf Bartender to escort him to Fanric beforehand, so the latter was also on the ship. Only upon hearing his inquiry, the Elf Bartender gently shook his head and replied, ”If Lord Anluose decides to leave, then no one will know where he plans to go.”

Hearing this, Fang Hong couldn’t help but lift his head in disappointment, looking at the snow-covered Holy Bow Peak in the distance, shimmering in the sunlight above the emerald forest.

On that peak, a light mist forever lingered.

Indeed, he understood the true identity of the owner of the Fairy Residence. As a Giant Dragon, the answer was no surprise.

After watching for a while, he remembered something and asked the Elf Bartender again: ”Mr. Ariel, do you know Odin?”

Ariel nodded, looking at the surface of the lake: ”He was also a young man who left from here, helped Lord Anluose a lot in his early years, and even saved Ye Xing once.” He then turned around to Fang Hong, saying: ”If you’re interested, you can, you can inquire about him.”

”Inquire?”

Ariel replied quietly: ”His story, some have already become legends in the mouths of poets,” his voice slightly lilting: ”These legends are still passed down in the Southern Region till today.”

Fang Hong was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, feeling a bit envious. The past adventures had become legends told over and over today, and when, he wondered, would he and his Seven Seas Travel Group also leave a story of their own? Would they remain anonymous or be remembered?

But what he pursued was not the steps like the King of Warriors.

But the footsteps left by great explorers like Sir Mawei.

Above the azure skies.

Above the cloud layer of Holy Bow Peak.

A quiet gaze watched as the silver solitary sail etched a long path across the emerald lake surface, until it disappeared from sight. Moments later, Anluose spread his wings, turning towards the range extending westward from the mountain range.

He resembled a silver shadow, traversing the clouds, but after a brief moment, burst through the clouds, descending into a forest rising over the hills.

And in the distant forest, Summer’s End Tower stood on a hill, the remnants of stone walls after millennia seemed swallowed by dense vines. Sorcerer-Ghoul Tang De stood in the woods, gazing from afar at that structure - he recalled the era of his existence, which had become a distant memory.

Yet compared to that ancient building, he was still just a young one. He held his chest with skeletal hands, the warmth belonging to the living had long faded, but the obsession in his heart remained unyielding, always keeping him roaming in this world.