Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 183 182 End
The winter in Backlund was even colder than the winter in Tingen. It was so cold that pedestrians hurried by, and even the breath they exhaled was shrouded in white smoke, as if it could freeze all the air into a thick layer of ice.

This city, known as the 'Capital of All Capitals', had a grey sky at this moment. It seemed that even the sunlight could not penetrate the haze. The wind and snow were blowing down not-so-clean snowflakes.

The not-so-tidy cobblestone streets reflected the dim light of the sky. The shops on both sides had their doors tightly closed, and the cold glass reflected the shadows of the people passing by.

In this weather, there are not many pedestrians on the streets. Even the horses don't want to walk in the biting cold wind. Everything is frozen, and there is a sense of death.

I don’t know how many homeless people hiding in the corners will die because of this. As the weather gets worse, the price of food will also rise. It is unclear how many people will die in this cold winter in the spring of next year.

In the most luxurious area of ​​the entire city.

Aeneas Landsworthy smoked a cigarette and looked out the window at the biting cold wind.

A thick layer of snow piled up in the courtyard, and the sky was still raining more snowflakes, symbolizing pure white and coldness. The fireplace in the room was lit, but it could not drive away the helplessness and slight confusion in his heart.

The years have left indelible marks on the Earl's hair. Although he is already over seventy years old, which is considered long-lived among ordinary people in this era, the Earl's face cannot help but reveal an unconcealable fatigue. He silently extinguished the cigarette in his hand.

Compared to the past, the earl who holds real power and is now highly regarded by the Loen royal family no longer has the straight back he once had, and his fierce aura has also been restrained a lot. He looks like an inconspicuous old man, just an old fellow with one foot half in the coffin.

The closer you are to death, the more you fear it.

But this powerful figure in Backlund, who had witnessed many lives and deaths, was no stranger to death. Or rather, he had long been prepared to face death.

He had also witnessed the deaths of many people, and now he was about to witness a funeral that was not unfamiliar to him.

There were many people who came to the mansion of this powerful earl to pay their respects. In this empty mansion belonging to the earl, the depressed atmosphere seemed to echo the wind and snow outside, making people shiver with cold.

As Aeneas Landsworthy came out, he happened to see the people hurrying over.

The man was in his forties, with an upright posture and a tough face. There were scars on his face from many things, but they were not scary. They only made people who saw him understand that he was an iron-blooded general.

Now, this general, a powerful figure in the Kingdom of Loen, had returned here in a hurry because of the sudden bad news from his relatives, leaving him no time to even put on his military uniform. He looked confused and at a loss.

The sudden bad news finally shook the mind of this iron-fisted general and made him reveal his true emotions.

"When you come back, go see her."

Aeneas Landsworthy's old and hoarse voice carried a hint of barely perceptible reluctance, but he still pretended to be calm as he spoke.

"A priest is doing her final preparations. Boyanka passed away peacefully. She will go to the kingdom of the goddess, where she will find eternal peace... Praise the goddess."

The visitor twitched the corners of his mouth but said nothing. He just followed the waiter's lead in silence to the room where the body was kept.

The priest from the Church of Night had already done the makeup for the Earl's sister, a devout believer of the goddess. After seeing the visitor, she nodded to the general and left the room, leaving enough time for the mother and son to spend together.

"She passed away without pain. She had always been in good health. She died simply because she had reached the limit of the lifespan of an average person."

Tang's figure emerged from the corner of the room. Compared with Owen, he did not have any changes in his physical appearance due to the passage of time, and still looked like a young man.

But the eyes of this strange wizard also showed some of the same emotions as the newcomer.

Walking beside Owen, Tang stopped and looked at the man lying there with his eyes closed peacefully. His face had become old with age but was still gentle. He and Owen fell silent together.

"Why... doesn't she want to continue living?"

As a high-ranking figure in the Path of Death who holds authority over the realm of death, Owen can naturally sense the natural lifespan limit of others.

Mrs. Boyanka's health began to decline a long time ago. Even if she was healthy, the life expectancy of ordinary people was a threshold that was almost impossible to break.

But Tang is a high-ranking person who possesses the Seal of the Thief's Path Sequence 1 and masters uniqueness. It is not difficult for him to steal time from others and give it to Lady Boyanka to extend her life.

Everything is possible in the extraordinary world. Even ordinary people, ordinary people who have not become extraordinary people, can live for a long time if they want to and the high-ranking people who hold the power in this area are willing to help.

"Don't you know, Owen?" Tang reached out and touched his mother's cheek. It was icy cold and no longer had the warmth it used to have.

He said calmly, "Mother has always been an ordinary person. She never aspired to become a superhuman. So, she naturally wouldn't use superhuman powers to obtain a life that didn't belong to her."

"My thoughts are the same as yours. I also hope that she can survive. But in the final analysis, it is us who want to continue living and want to continue on this extraordinary path, not her. Letting our mother accompany us forever is really selfish..."

Aging and death are the fate that even demigods and angels must eventually face if they do not respond to the power to extend their lifespan.

Madam Boyanka has been in good health since returning to Backlund, and she hasn't even caught a cold.

Being able to pass away at this age is the limit of her life, and it is also her own end as she has clearly stated.

"Where's father..." Owen didn't say anything else, but turned his head to look at his younger brother.

"He said his final goodbyes to his mother and has passed away. He is about to enter the next stage of memory loss and is now preparing for it."

Before my mother reached the end of her life, her only wish was to see my father.

Tang went and told his father about this matter. The descendant of the god of death, the undead from ancient times appeared here.

However, one is already old, while the other is still young.

"I can't even imagine it." Mrs. Boyanka seemed to be smiling at that time, looking at her husband with a kind face.

Her eyes were filled with joy, and she did not show any inferiority or timidity towards her husband because of her aging body. "The extraordinary world really has many interesting little secrets, Wilbert."

Wilbert was the name of Azik Eggers when he was Baron Ramde.

The two of them knew each other and fell in love at that time, and to this day, it is still a symbol of love in the eyes of many people.

"Your youth always brings back many beautiful memories for me." Madam Boyanka was talking to her husband, and Azik reached out and held his wife's hand, which was covered with age spots and wrinkles. "Yes, that is my most beautiful memory."

"I really hope it will last forever..."

Mrs. Boyanka didn't continue to say anything, but Tang knew that his mother was happy.

She had a smooth life. Her husband was a loyal and powerful knight. Her two children, one grew up to be a powerful figure in Backlund, and the other was also a big figure in the world of mysticism.

She was content and calmly faced the coming of death.

Death is not the end of everything. She will live forever in the hearts of those who love her and those who are loved by her.

Grief and sorrow were inevitable. Tang drew a crimson moon on his chest and whispered a prayer from the Church of the Goddess of Night.

At the end of his prayer, Tang said:

“The only destination is peace.”

-

"That's the story about that school, Leticia, Zyra, it's time to go to bed."

Arlene Catherine tucked her granddaughters in. "Be good and sleep well, or else a monster will come and take away the disobedient children in the middle of the night."

"Grandma, I will sleep well."

"Yes, I will watch Zyra sleep!"

"Leticia! Who asked you to watch?"

"Jella, you always wet the bed at night. You're so old... Hahahaha, stop tickling me, no no!"

Arlene Catherine, with a kind face, couldn't help but smile. She closed the storybook and put it on the bedside table.

"Okay, we have to get up early tomorrow. Don't you like honey bread with nut butter the most? Grandma will make it for you tomorrow. Now you have to get some sleep."

"Okay, grandma." This is the more obedient Jella.

"Grandma, I have a little, little problem." This was Leticia who didn't want to sleep.

"What is it?" Arlene Catherine tucked in the blanket that had been pulled loose by the two granddaughters' playfulness. Leticia, with curiosity and childlike innocence, asked, "Is there really such a school? Well, with delicious bread, everyone can read and write, bright lights, tall buildings, and, and..."

"Yes." Arlene Catherine seemed lost in memories, but her tone was extremely certain.

"It must still exist somewhere in this world."

-

In the Fifth Age, at the beginning of the Iron Age, the Abraham family split.

In the face of disagreement within the clan, the Council of Elders finally decided to split the Abraham clan into two, with one group getting the opportunity to be promoted based on the protection provided by outsiders, and gaining the power to resist the whispers of the full moon.

These people were led by the then Abraham elder, Olson Abraham. He had become a mystic and led the Abraham members who had been separated from him to an unknown territory.

As for the remaining part, they guard Abraham's final glory, are in charge of some important "0" level seals, train their own apprentices, and prepare to unlock the secret of the blood curse by themselves. They do not rely on others and still maintain the remaining dignity of the Abraham family.

In the Fifth Epoch, at the beginning of the Iron Age, Amon, who was under close surveillance by the Church of the Eternal Sun and the Church of the Artisans, was attacked within the Intis Empire. Pallez Zoroast launched a counterattack. With the help of a newly promoted 'Worm of Time', the civil war for the throne of the Thieves' Path began again.

This time, it was no longer Amon who was unilaterally hunting down the other angels who were stealing the thieves' path.

Whoever can eat whom will become the Angel King of this path. Amon, who has lost his uniqueness and a Sequence 1 Beyonder characteristic, will face Pallez Zoroast and a 1+1 Angel King Marionette who holds the uniqueness of this path.

The various mid- and high-sequence Beyonders from the Zoroast and Jacob families actively participated, attempting to kill this "Angel of Time", destroy the Amon family, and regain the glory of their ancestors.

The atmosphere in the thieves' path became more tense than before.

Tingen city.

The Night Watchman system was officially established. After realizing that this corresponding system was more efficient and easier to manage than the previous method of having bishops and clergy take on multiple functions, the Lord of Storms soon completed the reform. Although the Church of the God of Craftsmen lagged behind, as an orthodox church recognized by the locals, it also formed its own official team of extraordinary people to manage the believers of craftsmen from all over the country.

However, this church, which is the weakest and has the shortest history among the Seven Gods, was directly rejected by the Church of Evernight when it tried to preach in Tingen.

The person negotiating with the Artisan Church was a young man wearing a monocle, named Nicolas Flamel. He was a powerful angel-level being that the Artisan Church had never known about.

Artisan Church: ...?
Tingen is the birthplace of various strange stories and the source of widely circulated stories. It is also one of the cores of the initial development of the Nighthawk system.

In his later years, after returning the corresponding rights to the royal family, Admiral Owen Ramde returned to Tingen. He was appointed by the Augustus family of the Loen royal family. In view of his contributions to Loen, he was granted the title of Earl and became the local governor of Tingen. He began to build two universities here, one named after the city, Tingen, and the other named Hoy.

Today, Loen has gradually entered a period of development, and various cultures are gradually emerging. Under the decision-making of the Archons, various cultural trends have gradually emerged in Tingen City. The most important one is the college system headed by Tingen and Hoy, which takes the dissemination of knowledge as its main purpose.

Today, Rune is developing rapidly.

This is the worst of times and the best of times.

The curtain of three hundred years is about to fall, and a new drama is about to begin.

"I am the greatest magician of this century."

(End of this chapter)