Brain bloom

In a legend that is unclear whether it is true or not, the so-called primordial god created something in the deepest part of the human world.

The human world then was far more desolate than it is now, even more lifeless than the era when traveling souls once roamed. The primordial god planted a seed in the world's profound darkness, and then spoke thus—

"I hope you can guide this fledgling world."

—All of the above is what Melia and the mimosa brought us.

"Is this related to Eden Bank?" Mori asked immediately.

"To be honest, I don't know either."

However, because this legend seems to coincide with what the young lady of the Black Cat family saw, they believe it might be a clue of great value.

Mori thanked Melia; in any case, it was a direction to take. She knew very well that Melia was also one of those searching for Eden Bank.

If that's the case, once she gets the truth from the ancient demon king, everything will probably fall into place—and the creation of the primordial god… perhaps it's the Eden Bank? But why is it so terrifying that it could scare a cute little wildcat to death…?

She shook her head, banishing all the questions from her mind.

Let's rest a little longer, then get down to business...

……

Although he had fought all night and exhausted himself, Mori only slept for an hour before his energy was fully restored. Perhaps the dandelion massage technique was truly superior.

During her break, everything slowly got back on track.

Under the guidance of the religious leaders, Silver Ring City was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the festive atmosphere was as rich and enticing as melted chocolate.

They called it "welcoming the coffin bearers".

In an instant, people from all directions received the news. Everyone forgot the hardships of life and rushed to this city, just for the sake of pilgrimage.

Master Woodpecker even made a special trip to make breakfast for Morishita, but the taste was still terrible...

Meanwhile, the willful and capricious true god was chatting with Melia, not about the unattainable Eden Bank, but about the events that occurred before and after the world's calamities.

"Huh, so the sea god... is actually this salt spirit?"

"That seems to be the case, but I don't know much about it."

"Then you can ask Master Neil. He was once a true god and should be happy to share things about divinity."

The casual conversation with Melia indeed yielded good results, as it provided a clear path forward, given that neither she nor Fufu knew anything about divinity.

Her own affairs are insignificant; the key is Fufu… This little guy has forgotten everything, essentially starting from scratch to build up his faith. If handled well, this omnipotent little guy will probably become even more powerful.

But that's something that can only be done afterward.

After Melia reluctantly bid farewell to her father because the country needed a queen, Mori Toki also considered that it was about time to visit the ancient Demon King.

"Dandelion, I want to go out for a bit."

"Then I'll go with you."

"I'm going to the realm of demons. The environment there is terrible, and I'm afraid it will pollute your pure, beautiful, and white dandelion."

When Mori made a witty remark out of fear, Dandelion simply smiled and ignored it, then solemnly reminded Mori of something—

"Don't forget, this is not our home."

"……Um."

"Isn't it about time we left? We've been bothering this young lady for a long time."

It's true, it was just a place I randomly picked to stay while traveling, but before I knew it, it's been dragged on until now, and I still haven't checked out.

So they happily decided to say goodbye, first going to the Demon Realm, and then, according to their almost forgotten original plan, slowly making their way to the Kingdom of the Holy Coffin.

Once everything in the Land of Flowers has been settled using the prestige of the coffin bearer, we will return to the winery and see what kind of white it will be stained with under the snow of winter.

Mori silently responded to Dandelion's smile, but a trace of melancholy troubled his heart. As one problem after another was resolved, the day he was destined to die drew ever closer.

Is it possible to escape successfully?

Or should I stay and be sown by her?

This is a problem.

Thinking about all this, in order to clear her mind, Mori suddenly noticed something—where did the mimosa go? She had provided a feasible path, giving Yuan and the Ancient Demon King a glimmer of hope. It was time to go to that place and hear the Ancient Demon King thank her in person.

"Hmm? You mean that wild Four Seasons One? She's already gone to our manor. I talked to her quite a bit while you were asleep."

"I understand, so you're going to help you take care of the grapes? Indeed, as a fellow Four Seasons Being, it's only right." She felt somewhat happy because that Four Seasons Being senior seemed very capable and knowledgeable. As a fellow Four Seasons Being, it was only natural to bring him in.

“It’s not about taking care of the grapes… her sealing power is very weak, so she needs to find a suitable place to bury herself as soon as possible. At least, she needs to hibernate in the soil for the winter. Our land is suitable, and besides, she can poison all external threats, a win-win cooperation,” Dandelion said casually.

"Oh, after all, the Four Seasons..."

Dandelion nodded, accepting Sen Shi's words as a compliment.

Volume 1, Chapter 355: And You All

Although he felt very sorry for the pilgrims who came to worship, Mori knew very well that the manifestation of the true God could not last too long, otherwise it would become cheap and diminish his own authority. Therefore, leaving was a good choice.

Of course, we can't just leave quietly like that.

She pushed open the door and walked into the street with her princess. A few traces of the artisans' efforts remained, but the rest of the street was spotless, having been spontaneously cleaned by believers as the place where the true god descended. Naturally, many people who wished to pay homage to her had also gathered around.

"Your lives continue, for the calamity summoned by the evil god, which sought to destroy the human world, has been averted by me." She revealed a gentle smile, and with a superior voice, she faced the mortals with a cool indifference. "Tell the Pope that I will still speak with him about divine punishment, but before that, I must leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sen Shi took out the feather of the ancient demon king—

Then, a portal enveloped her and the dandelion.

Thus, the Holy Coffin Kingdom—and indeed, a significant chapter in the history of humankind—came to a somber close. The people of this era recorded this history thus: "The arrival of the coffin bearers proves that the true God is not a mere figment of imagination, and our faith is not self-deception."

……

After the distortion caused by the portal ended, Mori found himself in a strange place.

This place remains desolate, clearly a corner of the demon realm, yet it exudes a strong human presence. A field, meticulously tended, is fertile and full of vibrant green wheat, obviously not yet ripe. Parting the colors of the field, one can see a wooden house, its weathered wood having been repaired many times, indicating its age.

"Did we send ourselves to the wrong place?" Dandelion asked. "How could there be such a building here? It's unbelievable!"

"really……"

This is something that only exists in human villages; it's completely out of place.

It was neither a campsite for weak races, nor a place where powerful races would naturally rise and fall, nor a gloomy castle favored by demons. There was only one possibility: humans also lived here.

As she drew closer, she heard a familiar voice coming from the wooden house; it was from the ancient Demon King.

"Don't do this! No! I'll be in so much pain if I wake up and find you gone! Please don't kill yourself..."

"I should have ended it all long ago."

"There's still hope. The deal won't be canceled. I'll continue to help..."

"You are no longer even the devil, but primordial evil."

It sounded like they were arguing about something. Mori and Dandelion looked at each other and decided to wander outside without disturbing them. Perhaps out of instinct, Dandelion examined the wheat, then took something and added it to the soil.

"Don't touch my fields!!"

A furious roar burst through the door.

Sen immediately shielded the dandelion, feeling wronged. How did he get into trouble like this?

The doors and windows were pushed open by an angry shout, and an old man, so aged that one couldn't help but ask, "How are you still alive?" strode out, glaring angrily at the visitor before him, then looking sadly at his fields.

"Do you know how many years it took me to get it to bear fruit!"

"It looks like it took 320 years." Dandelion, hiding behind Mori, expressed her disdain with a snort. "Ignorant planting methods, the longer they waste time, the more ignorant they are."

"The end of the myth, calm down, those are two Four Seasons Beings!" Then, the figure of the Ancient Demon King also floated out.

It didn't deliberately maintain the shape of an owl, but rather had a strange, ever-changing appearance, like a black cotton candy being kneaded in a child's hands. This primordial evil, though bringing calamity, was rather endearing.

Dandelion pointed to that field—

"In just one more day, it will be ready for harvest. I've changed the nature of the soil for you. The soil in the Demon Realm is actually very fertile; you just didn't find the right method."

"...Mature? Golden?"

"Correct."

“This is… a real dilemma.” The old man stroked the wisps of beard on his chin. “Hundreds of years ago, I was very uncomfortable living here and longed to eat bread from my hometown, so I started planting wheat… but now that we’re finally able to harvest it, I no longer want to eat bread.”

"Then let's make something else, like flatbread or noodles."

“…Yes.” He laughed, genuinely happy.

The old man's anger had vanished without him noticing. He sat silently by the wheat field, gazing at the plants that brought life to the demon realm, his eyes hazy as his mind wandered to some distant world.

The ancient demon king conjured a finger and secretly poked Sen Shi's shoulder.

What are you doing here?

"I'm asking you for payment."

"I'm sorry..." It used Morishi's fear to communicate with her, "I can't pay the price, and I wish that in this slumbering moment, the ownership of the Demon Realm does not belong to me."

"Then we'll deal with the stuff in your little savings when you wake up... Eden Bank."

"—So, you've come to ask me for this payment? Everything about Eden Bank." It seemed somewhat surprised.

"You promised."

Dandelion watched strangely, wondering why her own strawberry plant was standing there motionless, yet its expression kept shifting. Then, she heard the voice of fear within her own heart—

“Princess Dandelion, I am grateful for your help, and I will always remember it. And according to the ancient agreement, I will also help with the revival of the Kingdom of Flowers.”

"That's not important. What are you and Mori talking about in secret?" It seemed that the owl was whispering to Mori, so she immediately became alert. "Don't introduce her to anyone, not even if it's a willing person, because she kissed my dandelion."

"...Congratulations." The Ancient Demon King remained silent for a long time before finally managing to utter these words.

After saying that, it hurriedly left to focus on dealing with Sen Shi.

Since they've come all this way to us, let's talk about it. But there's a problem that's been troubling the ancient Demon King for quite some time.

"I don't quite understand. You are an ancient and powerful Four Seasons Master, and you have obtained such a magnificent divine status. Why do you have such a desire for Eden Bank? This doesn't make sense."

Does this need explaining?

"If you don't want to say, that's fine too."