"You're welcome, hahaha..."

Damianos then said:

"Speaking of which, I actually have something I'd like to ask you two heroes. I didn't expect to run into you here, so I'll just ask directly..."

“Of course.” Dan Heng nodded.

"it is good."

Damianos's expression turned serious.

"You, you're not actually from a foreign land, are you?"

"What do you mean?" Dan Heng raised an eyebrow.

"Sigh, the rumors have already spread far and wide," Damianos explained.

“Some refugees who had just entered the city said, ‘You are people from [outer heavens], whom Lord Bai’er found by the roadside.’”

"Is it alright to find it?" Yan Huan recalled the scene from back then.

When Dan Heng and I landed, we encountered Bai E.

The refugees hiding near the palace could actually see the battle with the Divine Tribulation before that.

The people of Ohmma were unaware of the origins of the nameless visitors, but the refugees... it was easy to deduce the answer with a little reasoning.

"May I ask you two, where exactly is your hometown?" Damianos asked excitedly.

"Hometown? Hometown!!"

Before Dan Heng could react, Yan Huan knelt on the ground and burst into tears, her eyes red.

"Aaaaaah—damn Nicardi! Our homeland...our homeland!"

He clung to the ground with both hands, filled with grief and indignation.

"Hmphh ...

"Aa ...

Dan Heng: "..."

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"I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you, sir."

Dan Heng said in a deep voice:

"Rumors are just rumors. Nicardoli's family destroyed our homeland and took away our loved ones."

"In order to come to Ohma, we overcame many obstacles, and were fortunate enough to meet Lord Bai'er in the Abyss, which allowed us to travel here."

"Look."

Dan Heng pointed to Yan, who was kneeling on the ground, screaming in grief and crawling in the shadows, almost turning into a monster.

"The battle was extremely fierce at the time, which caused my comrades to suffer irreparable psychological trauma."

"That's why he can't help but lose control whenever someone mentions his hometown."

"Is that so...?" Damianos scratched his head, remained silent for a moment, and then said helplessly:

"alright, I got it."

"I'm so sorry to have brought up something so painful for you."

He smiled apologetically.

"I thought we were finally going to prove the existence of the [Outer Heavens]."

"In that case, I'll get back to work. Goodbye, my two heroes."

Damianus bid farewell to the two men and then left thoughtfully.

"Hmphh ...

"Alright, he's already gone," Danheng reminded him.

"I feel like I still couldn't fool him."

"If he were truly an explorer and had a thorough understanding of the geography of Onphalus, he would probably still discover the truth."

"Then let's find it." Yan Huan slowly stood up and patted the dust off her clothes.

"Look how curious these residents are! Of course, Onpharos will have to go to the Milky Way in the future."

"Mm." Dan Heng nodded slightly.

"Fortunately, we didn't leave any evidence. Even if he had any doubts, he wouldn't be able to produce anything convincing."

"However, we need to be more careful, after all, we had an agreement."

The two strolled around the market for a while longer and finally found Bai E.

He was standing in the blacksmith's shop, talking to a mountain dweller.

The giant named Hattonus bowed his head and said in a deep voice to Bai Er:

"...You haven't left the shadow of the past, Golden Descendant."

"The weight of the flame, if one wishes to bear it... one must bury the past and suspend the pain."

“I’ll try my best, Hattonus,” Baier sighed softly. “You know I can’t do it, so why keep bringing it up?”

Hatonus looked outside the store.

"...Your guest has arrived."

Upon hearing this, Bai E looked up and smiled at Yan Huan and Dan Heng who had arrived:

"Gentlemen, we meet again."

He walked to the side, picked up the Cloud-Striking Spear from the weapon rack, and then handed it to Dan Heng.

Here you go, the compensation we agreed on earlier.

“I commissioned the most renowned craftsman in the Holy City to repair your spear.”

"I apologize again for any offense I may have caused during our first meeting."

"..." Dan Heng took the Cloud-Striking Spear, examined it carefully, and was somewhat surprised by the repair craftsmanship:

"You can't tell from the outside that it's been damaged at all, that's amazing."

Bai E smiled faintly:

"The person who made this gun must have been a renowned craftsman. There are always higher realms to explore; I can't even imagine a world outside of Onphalus."

"At least before I met you guys, I never seriously considered this matter."

"You must have already heard about the [Triadic Oracle] that descended upon Onphalos, and the mission of the Golden Blood."

"For us, the pursuit of prophecy is the purpose of the journey; thinking too much is meaningless."

Yan Huan asked:

"Has no one questioned the prophecy? For example... who exactly released it?"

Bai E shook his head.

"An oracle is an oracle because it is delivered in the form of a [miracle]."

"No one knows whose will it represents."

"There is also a saying that it was the whisper of Kefaller before his eternal sleep, and that the Father sprinkled his divine blood on the earth."

"From then on, the Golden Descendants began to be born in the world... Of course, this is just one of many folk legends."

Bai E looked at the two of them.

"Please don't dismiss it as an incomprehensible superstition. People have gone through a transformation from doubt to belief, and that transformation was not easy; many people have paid the price for it."

"The price?" Yan Huan seemed to understand why the mortals here were superstitious about gods.

Dan Heng spoke up:

“What Aglaia conveys to us is more of a collective mission.”

"But as an individual, Bai Er, what role did you play in all of this?"

“Me?” Bai Er pondered. “I’m still searching for that answer.”

"But if the gods favor me, the spark that belongs to me should not be far off."

It is known that fire must be obtained from the Titans, and the god with whom people currently have the greatest conflict is the God of Conflict.

"Are you going to retrieve Nicardi's fire?"

Yan Huan asked:

"Is the Fire Seed only available to those of the Golden Descendants? If I give it to an ordinary citizen, will they become superhuman?"

"According to the prophecy, only the Golden Descendants can receive the Fire's approval," Bai'er said earnestly.

"I am a soldier, and I was taught how to fight from a young age."

“From the day I was chosen by prophecy, I have regarded the Spear of Divine Retribution as my end.”

“One day, I will break its spear and pluck the spark of [strife].

"but……"

Bai E smiled slightly and said:

"It's really a bit of a downer to keep discussing such bitter and resentful topics."

"It seems I started it all, I'm really sorry."

"correct."

He took out his cell phone.

"Teacher Tibo said you also use stone tablets, how about we exchange communication tokens?"

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