Pillar of Yita

He stammered and replied: ”But at least I’ve reunited with everyone. I’ll definitely be more careful next time, Miss Atira.”

”Next time?” Atira glanced at him.

”No more, no more,” Fang Hong was startled and quickly changed the topic: ”But I promised Odin to participate in a small competition here, though it won’t take long. Once we get the Heart of Fairy from the Rose Workshop, we can head south to build the Seven Seas Traveler.”

He couldn’t help but feel a bit excited: ”Once we have the ship, we’ll take the first step towards the Second World. Although it’s a small step, it doesn’t matter. One day, our Adventure Group will become a renowned group in the Second World!”

He thought for a moment and added: ”Not inferior to Loofah’s Adventure Group either.”

Obviously, this trip to the Southern Region was a bit stimulating for him—he had heard too many stories belonging to others—but what about his own story? It seemed to have only just begun.

In the past, the road ahead seemed unknown, and he could only follow everyone step by step. After all, the Dragon Worshippers, Descendants of Flor, and even the Super Competitive League all eyed him covetously, and adding to that was his status as a stowaway, which made his future seem bleak.

But these troubles seemed to be solved one by one.

And the experience in the Hall of Thousand Doors finally gave him the courage to challenge it all.

If Loofah and others could do it, what couldn’t he do with his unique Dragon Soul?

But Tianlan, listening to this, laughed non-stop: ”Brother Ade, you’re being too boastful. In our team, there are so many people, and I’m still just a little trainee. Are you going to take all of us to the Second World, too, Brother Ade?”

Gita also nodded: ”Being able to explore Eteliria with the Captain, I’m already very satisfied. In the future, when one day I return to the Oak Knights with Luo Yu, I will definitely document this experience in the Magic Guided Book, it will be a wonderful story.”

But Fang Hong looked at the others and shook his head.

”What are you talking about?” He immediately corrected: ”To go to the Second World, of course, everyone goes, not a single person is allowed to be left out, including Mr. Bakins, Hilveld, and Miss Xiesta; aren’t you going to find your father?”

He paused: ”We go together after catching the murderer who killed Miss Atira’s brother.”

Unfortunately, none of them believed him—Atira remained silent, and the Big Cat just shook its head with a smile.

Meanwhile, Tianlan and Gita exchanged a glance and couldn’t help but find it amusing, as they were already used to having such a silly Captain.

Only Hilveld seemed to be smiling at him without refuting—along with a serious nod from Xiangzi: ”Captain is right.”

The cows flew in the sky.

Sophie, listening on the side, couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

But she could still hear the voice in her heart, because even with such big words, she didn’t dare to speak up. Her Highness, the silver princess of Vislan, couldn’t help but look at the girl from the Wilderness People, and Xi was also looking at her—could she make such a promise? Sophie wondered, even if only for Xi’s sake?

But if a promise cannot be fulfilled, can it still be called a promise?

Fang Hong rarely perceived everyone’s thoughts.

But he smiled inwardly and didn’t say more. In fact, very few people knew, he had long refused that opportunity that once belonged to him alone, even refused those calm, silver, reclusive eyes, but he never thought he lost anything—

Because what he let go of was never a path that belonged to him.

He could even remember that conversation from back then—

”Ade, why not join our Adventure Group?”

”That won’t do.”

”Why?”

”Because I have my own goal.”

”Ha, what’s your goal?”

”Of course, it’s to see everything here—”

”To see the Holy Mountain, the Giant Tree Hill of Nulinari, maybe even go to the homeland of the Wilderness People, Rotao—then cross the Continental Bridge to the Second World in my imagination, following in the footsteps of the Pioneers.”

”Maybe one day, I’ll form my own Adventure Group too.”

In his memory, there was only Miss Sicape’s disdainful look: ”Arrogant little kid, clearly without magical adaptability, staying obediently in Tarun is the wise choice, lest you lose your life.”

Fang Hong couldn’t help but chuckle.

But no matter what, from the Elf Ruins until now, he had never forgotten all this. Because he firmly believed that as long as people remember the origin within their hearts, they’ll never get lost, and without losing direction, there’s always a chance to reach the end.

He then came to his senses and directly cut to the chase, asking the others if they were aware of the information Sophie previously had.

And everyone nodded, clearly, he was the last to know the news.

”I’ve already sent Miss Xiesta and Bakins ahead,” Hilveld then said: ”But whether to take action depends on Lord Captain’s decision.”

Fang Hong then understood where Miss Maid and Bakins had gone.

However, he was about to organize his words to ask about the situation on Cold Raven Street when suddenly, he saw a bright light rising in the southern sky—a rainbow arc, slowly climbing up along the edge of Fanric City.

As the rainbow light ascended, numerous rays split off from its body, extending in all directions to form a massive hemispherical shape, covering the city sky.

And the trajectory of the rainbow light seemed to ultimately converge on the Aldofen Spire in the city center.

Fang Hong couldn’t help but be dazed.

This is the City Barrier—one of the greatest miracles of contemporary Alchemy Creation.

But outside of a state of war, why would Fanric activate its city shield for no reason, what on earth has happened?

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