Devil's Bible

However, no matter what, Daros still valued Naim very much.

Make a note of the other person's feelings, and then investigate based on that; you might get unexpected results.

For example, before, Naim sensed the aura of the 'great whale', and sure enough, he found a piece of whale skin mineral in the grass.

"Is that person also family?" Daros was taken aback by the Holy Son's sudden question.

He immediately turned around and saw Nemus riding a horse inside the city, looking in this direction.

Daros immediately tensed up.

After all, they had already analyzed that Nemus's goal was also the Holy Son.

It's just that Nemes probably found it inconvenient, which is why he forced them to do these things in that way.

Now it seems that this was indeed the case. He had just brought the people back, and hadn't even entered the city yet, when Nems had already discovered them.

"But when did Nair plant his spies?" Daros asked nervously.

This time, to play it safe, Daros and Nem did not take the trade route where the paladins were stationed, but instead took a side road.

He hadn't interacted with anyone else from beginning to end, yet Nems had already arrived at the door. Does that make sense?

"Could it be that Nair is spying on us in some way?" Daros even considered drawing the 'signal arrow' to notify the family.

"Why are you so nervous?" The Holy Son's curious voice eased Daros's tension somewhat.

Because he discovered that the Holy Son showed no wariness towards Nemus, which at least indicated that Nemus might not harbor much malice towards the Holy Son for the time being.

"Don't be nervous." Before Daros could reply, Nemus drove his horse to the side of the carriage, smiled and said to Daros, then turned his gaze to the Holy Son.

"Your name is Naim, right?"

“You find it interesting.” The Holy Son felt a sense of joy at being acknowledged.

“That’s very interesting.” Nemes nodded, then said, “I know a man named Nemes (nameless).”

“It’s also very interesting, as it contrasts with my name. I would like to get to know him if I have the chance.” A joyful expression appeared on the Holy Son’s face.

Having been raised in the environment of holy blood since birth, he was incredibly pure.

However, this kind of purity is currently just naiveté.

It is an artificially created environment of isolation from the world, resulting in a state of 'ignorance of the world'.

Whether he can maintain this purity after entering the complexities of society remains to be seen.

“Then there will be an opportunity.” Nemus nodded with a smile. He didn’t think the Dartmenley family could recruit the Holy Son for their own use.

Another important point is that there is also a failed Holy Son named Rhine in the town of Baiwei.

Furthermore, Rhine currently clearly has a need to upgrade to a gold-tier seed.

Bringing the Holy Son back at this time will most likely lead to some trouble.

"Are you thinking about something fun?" the Holy Son asked curiously.

“Yes, I think the future might be very interesting.” Nemus smiled and nodded, then bid farewell to the Holy Son.

"So I'm going to prepare for the exciting future. Goodbye!"

He rode Manemus into Tailwind Town. As a Grand Knight, he didn't need to be checked after showing his badge.

As he walked away, Nems looked back.

The moment the Holy Son stepped into Tailwind Town, Nemus confirmed that his previous senses were correct.

Based on his perception of the course of history, the Holy Son would indeed become a key point in the future development of Baiwei Town.

"But is it because I'm at the forefront of history that he has that name?" Nemus pondered as he rode his horse.

Names have meaning.

The demon's true name is a matter of life and death for the demon.

In this situation, the fact that the Son chose a name for himself that is 'completely opposite' to himself is a very important signal.

Of course, this does not mean that the Holy Son will necessarily be one's enemy.

Conversely, it doesn't mean being enemies; it simply means that in certain situations, the meaning is different.

Just like in alchemy, some opposing elements, when combined, can become pure and be refined into gold.

However, given the current situation, the meaning that the name represents in the course of history cannot be immediately determined.

As Nems considered all of this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of joy.

He looks forward to the stage and to an increasingly exciting future.

This would add a little more brilliance to his decaying life.

At this moment, he felt that the entire town of Baiwei was becoming more and more interesting.

Meanwhile, the Holy Son, watching Nemus leave, was also filled with confusion.

He didn't quite understand why that person was so happy.

But being happy is always a good thing, right?

"Why was that person beaten?" The Holy Son then had even more questions.

He saw a man entering the city whose clothes had soiled a carriage horse. The servants surrounded him, dragged him aside, and beat him severely.

When faced with this question, Daros naturally gave the answer: "Because that person is a bastard."

Don't get hung up on why the words for "another world" are related to English. It's just a strange coincidence that they happen to be homophones and synonyms.

Chapter 180 Who am I?

"Oh, is that so?" The Holy Son looked at the person who had been beaten and scolded, and said nothing more.

He doesn't quite understand this world, but as things stand, it doesn't seem to be doing very well.

According to Daros, people who share the same blood are of the same race, and those who have the same physical form are of the same kind.

So, since they are of the same kind, why would they start beating and scolding their own kind just because they dirtied a horse that wasn't very clean to begin with?

Daros belatedly realized that he had said something wrong.

However, seeing that the Holy Son didn't say anything more, Daros felt slightly relieved.

Once you've made a decision, when faced with such questions, think things through carefully instead of answering instinctively.

As they entered the city, more aspects of human life came into view of the Holy Son.

All sorts of people live in different places and place themselves in different positions.

Like individual plants, growing in different locations, they strive to stretch their branches and extend their root systems to obtain more sunlight and nutrients.

The person sitting in the carriage was like a large tree.

Those surrounding him were weeds or shrubs growing in the gaps beside him.

The woman leaning against him was like a vine.

However, relatively speaking, the whole situation will be more complicated.

After all, plants are mostly stationary, while humans can move.

“Once things start moving, chaos ensues.” The Holy Son understood this principle.

“And I used to be a tree, but now I’ve come to move, so who am I?” The Holy Son was stunned.

He named himself Naim, but Naim was just a name.

He wasn't quite sure who was behind that name.

He used to live on the dorsal fin of a whale, where he didn't have to move or think much, so he didn't care about this issue at all.

However, now that he is moving, he has begun to think.

Who is he?

And what is he?!

The wealthy merchant is the tree, the commoners are the grass, and the women who cling to him are the vines.

And what about him?

Besides figuring out who he was, the Holy Son also wanted to understand what his identity was.

He was riding in a carriage; perhaps he was also a tree?

But it's not right.

If the person who was beaten and scolded for dirtying the horses was considered a lowly person, a weed, then...

Therefore, his essential nature of life is far superior to that of a wealthy merchant who is a tree.

Even Daros, this individual who claims to be his family, although he is very strong, is inferior to him in terms of the essence of life.

This is an instinct of blood.

"So, to me, they are also lowly beings?" The Holy Son recalled his previous observations.

Later, when the Holy Son entered the North District, he saw people growing vegetables on the other side of the river.

The farmers and serfs would clear the weeds from the vegetable garden.

"What are they doing?" the Holy Son asked.

When Daros heard the Holy Son's question, he thought for a moment and carefully chose his words before speaking: "Humans need to eat. The plants they grow are food that humans can eat. As for other weeds, they will compete with food for nutrients, so they need to be discarded."

"Is that so?" The Holy Son nodded thoughtfully.

"I always feel that everything about humanity is far too complicated," the Holy Son then said.

“But it doesn’t seem that complicated.” Daros was about to respond and guide the Holy Son toward the family when he heard the Holy Son say this.

Then came a long silence.

After returning, Nemus inquired with Op and Becky about the progress of the Saint's Potion development.

Regardless of the Holy Son's situation, whether he will become an enemy or an ally in the future, the Holy Elixir, a potion that fully unleashes the Holy Son's potential, is absolutely crucial going forward.

Because whether it's Rhine, the Holy Son, or even himself, they all probably need this Holy Elixir.

The difference is that Rhine's side most likely received support from Guillimann.

They raided the old pastor's laboratory and still have his experimental data from twenty years ago. It's probably only a matter of time before they can reconstruct the experimental results.

Meanwhile, Nemes also possessed data and a living specimen that had been injected with the drug—Jacques.

Op and Becky, working together, have gradually developed similar drugs over this period of time, although they were not very stable before.

"The current potion is not too far off from the holy potion used by the old priest at the end. We have already overcome the key issues through our research on Jacques. There are only some minor issues left." Becky was quite confident.

These past six months have been the most productive six months of his life.

Various topics are constantly being explored, including whale disease, saint's potion, souls and berserk accessories, as well as all sorts of materials related to demons.

These hidden things that are inaccessible to ordinary people were all laid out before him.

Becky was a greedy person when it came to knowledge; otherwise, as an alchemist, he wouldn't have chosen to join the Floating World Society to covet its knowledge.

For the past six months, he has been like a mouse that has entered a rice granary, frantically devouring knowledge.

Then quickly refine your worldview.

The refinement of his worldview propelled his progress in alchemy, to the point that simple alchemical restorations were not difficult for him.

The reason why the restored saint's potion is not perfect is most likely because the potion used by the old priest may not have been perfect in the first place.

“According to what you’re saying, the old pastor is probably missing some crucial materials…” As soon as Becky said that, Nems realized what was going on.

One of the reasons the old pastor believed that destiny was on his side and that God was looking after him was that he couldn't buy whale grease anywhere else, but he unexpectedly discovered Leah, a patient with whale-like disease.

This suggests that while whale blubber may be replaced by other high-energy whale products, whale blubber remains the best source of nutrients.

“But right now, whale oil can’t be found in any market.” Nems frowned.

Whale blubber is a regulated resource.

Except for a few regions where there may be occasional production.

Most whale blubber comes from the death of floating whales.