An invincible journey starting from a different race

This can't be because of fear.

The two were really confused, but there was nothing they could do. Since Aesop was unwilling to say, they couldn't chase him and ask him about it. They could only wait until tomorrow to see what Aesop said.

……

Aesop did not go back to the food and wine pavilion directly.

He felt that he was facing a very difficult situation.

That is confusion.

He felt fear just now.

Yet, for the past twenty years, he had never known fear. His teacher, Abel, had once told him that in the pursuit of the stars, many people, overcome by their vastness and majesty, feel insignificant, and then develop feelings of inferiority and fear. These emotions can erode their initial enthusiasm and ultimately halt their progress.

But Aesop never had such troubles. His life was so smooth, so smooth that when he was only twenty years old, he could touch the stars with just a raise of his hand.

He had never known what fear was in his life, nor had he ever felt confused, so naturally he had never stopped moving forward.

Even when he was deep in the volcano, in the blazing lava, about to collapse from the heat and curse, he did not choose to retreat.

But today, he was scared and even ran away.

This made Aesop feel unprecedentedly confused. He found an empty corner to sit down, raised his head and stared blankly at the night sky, hoping that the stars could give him some answers.

But Xingchen can't speak, and Xingchen... has no way to answer his current question.

"Teacher..." Aesop murmured, "What should I do?"

No one could answer him. It seemed that none of the lights in the thousands of houses in this Dream Demon Town were lit for him.

But at this moment, a soft "Eh" sounded in Aesop's ears: "Aren't you the so-and-so from that day? Why are you sitting here?"

Aesop turned his head and saw a familiar-looking woman standing next to him.

But looking at her face, Aesop couldn't remember who she was for a moment, but when he saw her sinful figure, Aesop immediately remembered.

The nun named Freya.

Aesop shook his head and said, "Nothing."

Then he turned around and continued to look at the stars.

Seeing that Aesop was unwilling to speak, Freya didn't force him and prepared to leave. But before she took two steps, she couldn't help but turn around and look at him.

What a picture this is.

The confused boy sat under the dilapidated wall, with the stars reflected in his eyes.

Freya stopped and felt that some emotions in her heart were aroused, as if she had suddenly returned to more than ten years ago when she was still a nun in the church.

Oh, although I am a nun now, I was more serious back then.

So she returned to her house, and not long after, she came back again.

At this time, she was already wearing nun's clothes.

"It seems that you are suffering from some kind of trouble." Freya extended her hand to Aesop and said in the gentlest tone possible, "Come, if you don't mind, tell me your troubles and let me listen."

Aesop glanced at Freya, then shook his head: "You can't help me."

Ah, this reaction is just like those young boys and girls in the monastery who had suffered all the sufferings of the world and were wary of everything.

At this time, you need to walk into their hearts.

Come, think about how you did it in the past!

You must be gentle, you must be understanding, and you must make him believe that you are the embodiment of holiness!

With this thought in mind, Freya felt as if wings were about to grow behind her.

"But no matter what problems you encounter, please trust me." Freya smiled. "Even if I really can't solve them, I'm willing to share some of your pain so that you don't feel so bad... Don't suppress yourself, okay?"

Aesop looked at Freya, and the vigilance in his eyes had indeed relaxed a lot.

It’s really going to succeed, my youth is back!

Freya thought so.

Just like before, Freya opened the heart of the young man in front of her, and then listened to him talk about his worries.

But as he listened, the smile gradually disappeared.

When Aesop finished speaking and murmured with a sigh, "How on earth can I get through that tower?", Freya was already sitting next to him, smoking a cigarette with an expressionless face, and her previous holiness had long since disappeared.

After listening, she also raised her head and looked at the starry sky, her eyes full of confusion.

"Don't worry about how to get through the tower yet." Freya said quietly, "Can you please give me back my youth first, damn it."

My youth!

My melancholy boy nestling under the stars!

Freya only heard a "click", the sound of a broken heart.

142 First Barrel

"Are you sure it's that kid from Deya College?"

Inside the Vatican, the Archbishop looked at Yuti and Amat who came to report and said with a serious expression.

"You can't be careless about things like this."

Yuti and Amat exchanged glances, and then Amat said, "It's most likely him. Apart from him, I can't think of anyone else in this world who can leave Yuti helpless."

After hearing what Amat said, Youdi immediately looked displeased: "What do you mean I'm helpless? It was obviously just... I was caught off guard and accidentally fell into his trap. If it happens again, I will definitely not let him get away!"

When it comes to Aesop, Youdi gets so angry that her teeth itch and her fists crack.

The Archbishop looked at Amat, then at Youti, and fell into deep thought.

"Indeed, there is only one person in this world who can make Youdi helpless, and who is so young and able to walk freely."

"Hey, hey, hey, didn't you hear me?"

"Okay, Youdi," the Archbishop said, becoming more serious. "I'm not kidding you."

Youdi curled her lips, obviously not taking it seriously. "Isn't he just a student who skipped class? Is it necessary to care so much? If all else fails, why not just ask his teacher to bring him back?"

"This isn't a simple matter," the Archbishop shook his head and said, "He's Abel's disciple, a future arcanist... No one doubts that, and he's studying astral magic. You should know what that means. Honestly, when I first heard he'd left Deya Academy, I was a little skeptical. How could Abel let someone like him leave? Before he becomes an arcanist, he should be kept well protected."

Youdi looked up at the Archbishop: "Are you saying there's something fishy about his leaving?"

"What else? Think carefully, Youdi." The Archbishop poked his temple with his finger. "If there is no special reason, why would a would-be arcanist leave the safest place before becoming an arcanist?"

Yudi was not very willing to use her brain. She preferred to just punch the opponent when encountering problems. But now after hearing what the archbishop said, she also felt that this was a bit problematic.

"What could be the reason?" asked Amat.

The Archbishop tapped the table lightly, then slowly said, "I think there is only one possibility. Something went wrong during his advancement to Arcanist, preventing him from achieving his desired promotion."

"Something went wrong?" Yuti said, "But isn't his teacher an arcanist? If there's anything wrong, can't we just ask his teacher? His teacher must have experience."

The Archbishop shook his head. "That's the problem. What Aesop studied wasn't ordinary magic; it was star magic, the most mysterious magic in the world. No arcanist has ever appeared in this school, not even one approaching Aesop's current level. His path is completely unknown, and even Abel might not understand it clearly."

After hearing what the Archbishop said, Amat pondered for a moment and said, "You mean, Aesop left the academy because he encountered a problem on his way to becoming an arcanist that even Abel couldn't solve, so he wanted to... find a solution himself?"

"Yes, I think that's the only possibility." The Archbishop nodded. "What else could have caused him to leave the academy and leave Abel? In fact, there's already evidence for this. Didn't you say that you found the cursed aura of the mythical creature, the underground phoenix, in his magic?"

"Yes."

Amat immediately presented the magic contract signed by Aesop and Duke Rune.

The archbishop took the contract, felt it carefully, and then nodded slowly. "A curse of this magnitude is indeed from a mythical creature. It seems he is consciously seeking out mythical creatures, seeking their power... Could this be the key to his advancement?"

This question was too profound, and Yuti and Amat didn't know how to answer it.

After a moment of contemplation, the Archbishop said, "But no matter what, we can't just sit back and watch. If we don't handle it properly, it will probably cause quite a bit of trouble."

"Uh, what kind of trouble will this cause?" Youdi expressed confusion.

The Archbishop glanced at Youdi and said calmly, "You must understand that the current stability of the world doesn't stem from complete harmony among all races, nor does it stem from the existence of the Goddess. The Goddess is the true pinnacle. No mortal creature can rival her, and they must act according to our will. Even beings of the level of human arcanists must respect us and cannot walk freely. This is due to the majesty of the Goddess, but the problem is that many people believe that astral magic should be superior to the Goddess."

Yudi subconsciously cried out: "How is this possible!?"

"You don't believe it, do you? I don't believe it either, but there are some who do." The Archbishop said slowly, "So, in order to gain the power to counter the Goddess, will some old fellows who have been lurking for hundreds of years take the risk and attack Aesop? And if Aesop becomes a problem, how will Abel react? He is a true arcanist. He respects us, but that doesn't mean he will respect us when his beloved apprentice is in trouble. After all, apart from the Goddess, we don't have the power to counter the arcanists."

The topic suddenly became serious.

Once those restless guys get out of hand and Abel is involved, things will get out of control and it is not impossible for the world to be dragged back to the war era.

Thinking of this, Yuti and Amat's expressions gradually became serious.

The Archbishop sighed softly. "In the final analysis, it's because the goddess hasn't responded to us in a long time. I heard from the angel that she seems to be asleep, and we don't know when she will wake up. She only woke up briefly a month ago, said something, and then fell asleep again."

"What did the goddess say?!"

"I'm not entirely sure. Although the angel passed down the goddess's oracle, I'm not sure what she meant by that, despite my ignorance." The archbishop frowned as he recalled, "She seemed to say, 'Fuck, I'm so thin and weird.'"

Yuti, Amat: "..."

"This is not what I understood, right?" Youdi asked cautiously.

"I don't think so. It's possible that the angel misrepresented the message," the archbishop said. "But it's also possible that the goddess actually saw it, or noticed something that even she found incredible. That would definitely not be a trivial matter."

"...Then what should we do?" Amat asked, "Should we notify Deya College and ask Abel to take that kid back?"

The Archbishop thought for a moment, then slowly shook his head. "Abel has always wanted to bring Aesop back home, but he couldn't leave Deya College, so he didn't take any action. Besides...this might be an opportunity for us."

"what chance?"

The Archbishop spoke word by word, "An opportunity to learn about star magic."

Yuti and Amat were shocked.

"But if that's the case, wouldn't that be going against Abel?"

"Will attacking the arcanist's apprentice really not cause trouble?"

The archbishop waved his hand and said, "Of course we can't use overly harsh methods. We can be gentler and more worldly. The Church also has an alchemy workshop. We don't need to obtain Aesop completely, as long as we get something from him... Let me think that his body fluids would be the best experimental sample. By studying his body fluids, we might be able to understand more about astral magic. I think those restless old guys probably think the same thing."

Amat thought for a moment and asked cautiously, "You mean, bleeding?"

"You're a fucking psycho!" the archbishop cursed. "Who dares to bleed him?"

"Then, what is that?"

The Archbishop pondered for a moment and made a decision.

"We have to find a way to get his..."

"First bucket of semen!"

143 Wear the clothes of a nightmare tonight!

Drink! Yiyayo! Die!

A set of combos is completed and it’s over!

Calmness and wisdom returned to Aesop's eyes. The confusion and pain that had previously echoed in his heart disappeared, leaving only clarity and hope.

Norn opened his eyes and looked at him, tilting his head: "Are you done fighting?"

Aesop nodded: "It's finished."

Norn said "Oh" and then began to clean up the battlefield.

After Aesop finished chatting with Sister Freya last night, he realized… it was useless. The nun's words hadn't affected Aesop's big head at all, but instead had aroused his little head.

Aesop suddenly realized that if he just stayed where he was and wailed instead of forging ahead, the Dream Tower would become his eternal nightmare, a place he would never dare to set foot in his lifetime. It was like some people who didn't even have the courage to look up at the stars, so how could they dare to truly approach them?

Yes, if you want to overcome your fear, the first thing you need to do is face your fear!

After realizing this, Aesop returned to the food and wine pavilion at dawn and found Nolen.

Fear, surrender now!

Then he came up and used a combo of 400 levels of Qiu's power on Nolen, which really beat Nolen without any resistance... I guess.

There was no other way. The real nightmare was still too terrifying. It was better to start with the simple things. After all, no matter what the matter was, it had to start from the easy to the difficult.

It’s just… I always feel like something is missing.

Sitting on the bed, Aesop looked at Noren who was cleaning up the battlefield and thought for a long time. After a long time, he understood.