An invincible journey starting from a different race

"Yeah, he just told you, and now you've forgotten?" Lisa twisted her body in displeasure. "I even risked being discovered to help you gather information, hiding nearby and eavesdropping. It was dangerous, okay? That's the Sword of the Brave and the Church! You didn't even react at all, instead of saying something."

Aesop was still confused: "But I didn't ask you to eavesdrop."

Lisa suddenly froze, feeling a little self-indulgent.

But it didn't matter anymore. Compared with the information she had heard, Aesop's attitude was insignificant. Anyway, she knew that Aesop was a dead wood that could only come alive when she saw breasts.

"Lord of Storms and Time!" Lysa said excitedly, her voice low. "I already know where He is! We can set off anytime!"

"Set out?" Aesop asked again, "Why set out?"

"...Have you lost your fucking memory?" Lisa couldn't help but curse. "Didn't you say you wanted to go have a Tata fight with that guy, Izmo Tata?"

Aesop said, "But Amat said that if we go, the world will be destroyed."

Lisa was slightly stunned: "Is that why you don't want to go?"

"Yes."

"But... why?!" Lisa asked, puzzled. "Let's not talk about whether what that guy said is true, but what does the risk of world destruction have to do with you? Aren't you supposed to only care about breasts? Aren't breasts what you're after?"

"Yes." Aesop admitted it very straightforwardly, "So I want to protect this world where Breasts exist. Is there any problem?"

Lisa stared at Aesop blankly.

She didn't know whether to complain about Aesop's dream of protecting the world, or whether to complain about Aesop's dream of protecting the world because of his breasts, or to complain about both.

But a guy like you, a genius among geniuses, shouldn't you be a super conspirator who wants to subvert the existing power and structure, overthrow the church, and then watch the world return to war and all alien races burn in flames? Aren't you really an inexplicable breast guardian?

Okay, okay, even Lisa couldn't imagine that Aesop was a big conspirator. After being together for so long, Lisa already knew Aesop's purity.

Pure yellow.

So, he could only continue to use pornographic lure. "I heard from Amat that the Lord of Time and Storms can use the turbulence of time to precisely capture every moment of history. In other words, if He chooses, He can completely transform His image into the most beautiful woman since the birth of this world. This is truly the best in the world, completely different from your underground phoenix who claims to be the best in the world but is actually a stubborn person, and the spirit who can only take the form of a group of country people's expectations! Isn't this what you are pursuing?"

"You are right," Aesop said, "but it is irrational to give up the entire forest for a single tree."

"...What about trees and forests? Does what I told you have anything to do with trees and forests?" Lisa was a little confused.

Aesop put down his magic pen for a moment, and then, in a tone as if speaking to an illiterate person, he patiently said to Lisa, "What I mean is, I won't give up thousands of flawed breasts for a pair of perfect breasts."

Lisa: “…”

Good, that's fucking philosophical.

But can you please not be so conceited? You are already a powerful person standing at the top of the world, can't you say something other than pornography? Can't you be more ambitious?

There was no way, so Lisa could only sigh, and then told Aesop that the power of the Lord of Time and Storm had been sealed for thousands of years and no longer had the ability to disrupt the world. This made Aesop start to think seriously.

Since you don't have to give up the thousands of imperfect human hearts, you can pursue the most perfect couple.

Seeing Aesop's eyes shining with expectation again, Lisa didn't know whether she should be happy that Aesop was so easy to understand or speechless.

But one thing puzzled Aesop: "You seem to have heard of this person before?"

"Yes," Lisa nodded and said, "It's still recorded in unofficial history. Before now, I always thought it was a legend because the power described... is indeed a bit exaggerated. If it weren't for the Sword of the Church saying it, I really couldn't believe it was true."

Aesop didn't say anything, just looked at Lisa and motioned Lisa to continue.

Ryza had grown accustomed to Aesop's ignorance in this area, but it wasn't his fault, as human magic had always sought a traceable basis. The library at the Deya School of Magic contained only official histories, and these unofficial histories, which lacked any trace, were not preserved. This was why Aesop's knowledge of mythological creatures was so limited.

But that was in the past. Now it is different. Aesop has a close relationship with at least three mythical creatures.

"The Lord of Time and Storms," Lisa said slowly. "Strictly speaking, a thousand years ago... no, ten thousand years ago, He was the true mythical creature. Because the other mythical creatures, whether it's the one beneath the volcano, the one in the forest, or the one lying in the coffin in the snowfield... they all simply possess greater power and abilities than other creatures. This means that the Lord of Time and Storms is the real one, possessing powers comparable to those of a miracle: the ability to disrupt time and corrupt history."

Aesop nodded and began to listen carefully.

After all, in Aesop's current understanding, aside from the elusive goddess, the most powerful being was his teacher, the arcanist Abel. All other mythical creatures, whether phoenixes, forest grandmothers, or spirits, were inferior to Abel. This led Aesop to believe that arcanists were superior to mythical creatures, and that he, a unique star magician, would be able to completely crush these mythical creatures (physically) once he reached full arcanist status.

But even he could not possess the ability to stir time and pollute history.

This sounds a bit exaggerated, but it can indeed be called a miracle.

"This power even the goddess fears. If she could restart time endlessly, her position would be precarious," Lysa said. "That's why she keeps a strict watch on the Lord of Storms and Time, even using the power of the Church to suppress and seal him. Legend has it that the Fenrir are the people who have sealed the Lord of Storms and Time for generations. They aren't simply there to protect the Holy City, as the rumors say."

After listening to Lisa's description, Aesop pondered for a moment and said, "It seems that even if the Lord of Storms and Time truly has the ability to disrupt time and corrupt history, he can't do it so casually. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been captured by the goddess."

"You're right," Lisa nodded and said, "But I need to actually see Him to know the details... So, do you want to go and see Him?"

Aesop thought for a moment and said, "My teacher once taught me that people should never stop exploring..."

"Alright, alright. I know you can't let go of those flawless breasts," Lisa said. "But you must take me with you this time. I have to see such a powerful being no matter what. And... you should also remove the magic that seals me, right?"

"Hmm? Aren't you afraid of being discovered by my teacher?"

"Let's just discover it. If I could really go back to the past, I'd definitely change the history of being hunted by the Church and Deya Academy!" Lisa said with a gleam in her eyes. "Oh no, there's more I want to do... Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, time travel! Just the thought of it makes me excited."

Hearing what Lisa said, Aesop shook his head and said, "I can help you break the seal, but I can't let you change history."

"Fuck, you selfish guy, you just want to change history yourself!"

"No, I don't want to change history."

"Then why did you go to see Him?"

Aesop said seriously: "For those flawless breasts."

Lisa: “…”

Shit, I almost forgot.

"But you still need my help," Lisa said. "I have more knowledge about Him in my mind! If you don't take me with you, I won't tell you... Don't even think about using memory magic. I know you're not very proficient in memory magic. You have to touch my head to read it, and I don't have a head right now. Hahahahaha!"

Aesop looked at Lisa's eye, which was blinking continuously with pride, as if he was looking at a fool, and then slowly stretched out his hand.

"Pfft!"

Precise and elegant.

The wild laughter stopped instantly.

417 What I release is not desire, but hope

Ryza's seal is broken.

So, Aesop wiped his fingers while looking at Lisa, who was lying on his bed with her butt raised high and trembling all over, but her body was intact.

He was savoring the knowledge he'd extracted from Ryza's buttocks... oh no, from Ryza's mind, about the Lord of Storms and Time. Actually, there wasn't much. Ryza had already told him everything she knew, and the rest was merely a threat to Aesop. But with Aesop's precise and elegant stab, everything had vanished.

The next thing Aesop had to consider was how to find the Lord of Storms and Time, and who to go with him.

After all, this is different from any previous journey.

This journey was strictly opposed by the Church. In this world, anything forbidden by the Church was considered a blatant offense.

However, the companions around Aesop were all from the church and were the most loyal believers of the goddess. They were completely unlike the lawless people like Aesop who performed "Hallelujah" to the goddess's heroes.

If they were told the truth, would they simply turn around and expose themselves to the church?

This is what Aesop needs to consider now.

If he had been more cautious, Aesop should have told no one, or at most just taken Lisa, an equally chaotic person, with him.

If it was Aesop who had just left the academy, he would definitely do the same.

but now……

Aesop lowered his head and looked at the "Aesop's Fables" on the table. His mind involuntarily recalled the magnificent journey he and his companions had taken across mountains and seas, and through crowds of people. He immediately made a decision in his heart.

Then he turned and went downstairs, ready to go look for Stank and the others.

……

And here, the church’s branch in Nightmare Town.

Freya wiped the sweat from her forehead, then let out a long sigh and said with satisfaction, "Ah, it's finally done."

Finally...done it?

Jer and Ganqiu lowered their heads and looked at Kent's sword that was tied up with straps, and for a moment they didn't know how to complain.

"Is this it, cured?" Gan Qiu couldn't help but ask.

"Of course." Freya said a little unhappily, "Can't you use your eyes to see? I've made it come alive."

"...The word 'lifelike' doesn't really make people feel at ease when used here!"

"That's not the point." Freya said, her hands on her hips. "The point is that I helped another trapped and suffering believer today, which makes me feel good... Honestly, I've been a nightmare in this damn place for so long that I almost forgot that my job is as a nun."

Looking at Freya's incongruous expression of "Although my body is sinful, my soul yearns for light", Jel didn't know where to start complaining. He just shook his head and prepared to carry Kent, who had not yet woken up, back with Ganqiu.

At this time, Kent slowly woke up again. He looked down at his sword, then opened his mouth and almost fainted again.

Fortunately, Jer pinched Kent's philtrum in time and prevented him from continuing to fall into a coma: "If you wake up, just leave by yourself!"

"How am I supposed to walk?" Kent grimaced in pain, then said viciously, "Damn it, if I could turn back time..."

"You won't do the stupid thing you did last night?"

"Of course not. I'm definitely going to change my position."

Hearing Kent's stubborn words, Freya rolled her eyes. "People like you, even if you could go back to last night, I'd still see you here today. The only difference would be the curvature of the arc."

Jer and Ganqiu didn't want to bother with Kent anymore, but there was nothing they could do and they couldn't just leave him alone, so they could only help him up and prepare to carry him back to the food and wine pavilion so that Aesop could treat their unfortunate teacher.

But at this moment, there was a knock on the church door, accompanied by an extremely familiar voice: "Excuse me, is Sister Freya here?"

Jer and Ganqiu stopped what they were doing instantly.

Because this voice... is clearly Bruce's.

What's Bruce doing here? It's broad daylight.

Freya also said to Bruce outside the door: "You are too early. I will open tonight."

Bruce asked in a very puzzled voice: "Huh? Why is the church open only at night?"

Freya suddenly realized something and slapped her head. "Oh, so you're not here for Tata Kai? Why didn't you tell me earlier? You said you were looking for Sister Freya, not the Nightmare Freya."

"...Didn't I say that from the beginning?! And what the hell is Succubus Freya? Isn't this a church? I don't think I'm in a Succubus shop!"

This conversation left Ganqiu and Jer speechless. They were about to speak when they heard Bruce say.

"I'm here to confess and clear my doubts... Can you help me?"

Repent and resolve doubts?

Ganqiu and Jier shut up instantly. They exchanged glances and saw excitement in each other's eyes.

Freya guessed what they were going to do, glared at them, and then pointed her finger, signaling them to go out.

Gan Qiu immediately presented a bag of gold coins.

Freya's eyes widened. "Who do you think I am?"

Jer offered another bag.

“…That’s just who I am!”

Freya immediately put away the two bags of gold coins, and then said happily to Bruce outside the door: "Then you can talk outside, I'm listening."

"Just, just talk outside?"

"Yeah, I've already torn down the confessional here. It's the same if you say it outside the door. Anyway, as long as you don't come in, I won't be able to see your face."

Can the confessional be demolished?!

This feels so unprofessional!

Bruce wanted to leave immediately.

But the problem was… this was the only church in the entire Dream Town, leaving him with nowhere else to go. So, he nervously surveyed his surroundings. It was broad daylight, and the location was quite remote, tucked away in a small alley, so no one else was visible. So, after a moment's hesitation, Bruce finally agreed, "Alright, I'll talk right here."

He cleared his throat and then whispered, "This is about a friend of mine."

The first sentence almost made Ganqiu and Jer collapse. Fortunately, Freya was professional enough and asked calmly, "What happened to your friend?"

"He's been having...something rather strange lately," Bruce said. "He's a well-known escort. He's handsome, dignified, and has a large penis and excellent physical fitness. Most importantly... a large penis and excellent physical fitness. He's deeply loved by the nightmares, but he's been targeted by a villain, and now... he's suddenly fallen ill."

"A serious illness?"

Ganqiu and Jier were a little confused.

Wasn't Bruce always as strong as an animal? How did he get sick?