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Chapter 204, Section 202: A Summary of the Harvest; Underwater Breathing Magic, Clone Magic

The lower realm, the far north.

The wind and snow were even more intense than before, as if the whole world was weeping.

After learning from Kraft the possible location of the entrance to heaven, Gu Yuan's feeling that "this place is not safe to stay" became even stronger.

He immediately planned to leave with the two of them.

Not far away, Kraft knelt on one knee on a flat patch of snow, offering a very simple tribute to his departed friend.

As Gu Yuan took his leave, he stood up and patted the snow off his knees.

But just as Gu Yuan turned to leave, Kraft seemed to suddenly remember something important, and his tone became serious: "Lord Gu Yuan, please wait!"

Gu Yuan paused in his steps.

Kraft's eyes were intense as he spoke in a deep voice, "I have one more question—should I publicize your true identity and achievements?"

He paused, seemingly choosing his words carefully, his voice clearer and more resolute against the backdrop of the wind and snow: "Nameless heroes are pitiful, especially when a century has passed, their deeds become blurred, their names are forgotten, and no one remembers their contributions and sacrifices."

"I don't know what considerations led you to choose to conceal your identity. Was it out of fear of retaliation from the remnants of the demon race, or for some other reason—"

"But now, you have personally wiped out seventy or eighty percent of the demon race, and the remaining ones are no longer a threat. I think there is no need to worry anymore."

These words stemmed from his deepest regret.

His friend, who had saved many lives three hundred years ago, ultimately met such an end.

Although the statue still stands, its name and story have long been washed away by the river of history and completely forgotten by later generations.

As a friend who still remembers her to this day, Kraft's heart is filled with unspeakable regret whenever she thinks about this.

He did not want to see Gu Yuan—the hero who truly ended the era of the Demon King—follow the same path his dear friend had taken.

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuan remained silent for a moment, the cold wind ruffling the hair on his forehead, revealing his calm eyes beneath.

For someone involved to promote their own achievements carries a self-aggrandizing connotation, which is indeed inappropriate.

Now that someone of Kraft's stature and with a valid reason has offered to do so, he has been spared many potential troubles.

"Very well." Gu Yuan finally nodded, acknowledging the favor. "Then I'll trouble you."

"It's my duty, sir, you needn't stand on ceremony." Kraft took a deep breath and solemnly agreed.

Immediately, the two sides formally parted ways amidst the increasingly fierce wind and snow.

Gu Yuan didn't linger any longer, and boarded the dragon with Celia and Miliald.

The enormous dragon wings suddenly unfurled, stirring up a cloud of snow and dust. With a deep dragon roar, the three of them soared into the sky, leaving behind the Demon King's city, which had become a historical relic.

The dragon soared steadily above the clouds, with an endless sea of ​​clouds rolling below and a sky so blue it seemed unreal.

Gu Yuan sat behind the dragon's head, his eyes closed, but his consciousness sank into his body, carefully sensing the gains he had made from eight years of arduous training in the dream world.

"Eight years—truly extraordinary."

"Now, the three ultimate techniques have reached a state of perfection, and we are only one step away from cutting through space."

"besides----"

With a slight thought, a wisp of transparent battle qi leaped from his fingertips.

The fighting spirit was no longer an uncontrollable, raging torrent, but instead gently swirled and compressed in his palm, eventually condensing into a miniature tornado.

Around the tornado, the air twisted violently, and tiny ice crystals were silently annihilated as soon as they got close—a sign that the power had been compressed to the extreme!

"Before, we had to fight for a long time—" he thought to himself, "but now, perhaps we don't even need to use any moves."

He imagined himself facing those colossal creatures again, without needing to charge or fight, simply flicking out this wisp of compressed battle energy.

It will penetrate the main structure of the building at a speed beyond the reach of sight, and then silently annihilate everything from the inside!

Gu Yuan continued to recount the details.

"Besides martial arts, the gains in magic are equally astonishing."

Flight magic, underwater movement magic, underwater breathing magic, and clone magic—these are almost all strategic-level spells capable of changing the course of a battle.

Mobility, survival, substitution —

He could already foresee the various uses of these magic spells to trick the floor master and explore unknown dangers after returning to the DanMachi world.

Just as he silently completed this inventory, his mind was in a state of satisfaction and relaxation.

He noticed a gaze from behind, filled with complex emotions.

Celia was gazing at Gu Yuan's tall and straight back, her feelings a mix of emotions, making her even a little uneasy.

He was already far ahead of him in terms of strength, and even catching up with him was a pipe dream. Now, not only has his martial arts skills improved further, but he has also mastered multiple magical techniques.

She sighed softly to herself, a feeling of helplessness, frustration, and eventual resignation welling up inside her.

I feel that in this lifetime, I will probably never be able to escape from this human being again.

The dragon soared over a massive rain cloud, its body swaying slightly.

Milie Alde gently held onto the dragon saddle, her gaze also falling on Gu Yuan's back.

He had become stronger, and even without using her magic to sense it, she could feel it from his calm and serene demeanor.

Selene's sigh could be faintly heard, and Miliald could understand the complex emotions she felt.

"Gu Yuan."

With that thought in mind, she no longer hesitated and called out softly, her voice still clear in the howling wind.

Gu Yuan opened his eyes and turned around.

Miliaelde met his gaze, her eyes clear and resolute, as if she had made a firm decision: "Once we return to the capital and settle down—I think it's time to transfer the 'Soul Contract Magic' to you."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuan paused slightly, then gazed at her, seeing the complete entrustment and trust in her eyes.

He was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

Flying dragon headed south, traversing vast snowfields and endless, desolate mountain ranges, the scenery beneath its feet gradually changing from monotonous white to deep green.

However, just as the familiar outline of the capital finally came into view and the three of them had found a suitable landing spot, a piece of news as shocking as thunder had already reached their ears.

Passing caravans, gathered mercenaries, and even hurried travelers were all whispering and discussing the same thing.

Herbert II, the emperor of the unified empire, has passed away!

Gu Yuan's expression clearly froze for a moment.

He turned his head almost instinctively, his gaze fixed on Miliald beside him.

When Milie Alde heard the news, a brief look of bewilderment and surprise flashed across her eyes.

But then, that unexpected light quickly transformed into a complex and enigmatic radiance, seemingly containing a sense of understanding and—expectation?

She met Gu Yuan's probing gaze, her ethereal face displaying a deep expression, a thought swirling within her:

—The time is ripe.

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