The Cloud-Raised Brave Man's Travels

"I do not know."

"You don't have to hide your thoughts in front of me, just tell me... whether you want it or not."

Vina already had the answer to this question. How could she not want to? Her inner thoughts were simple: she wanted to drive the Sarkaz out of Londinium and seek revenge on the nobles who had attacked her family. But what right did she have to do so? She was just a person who had escaped Victoria. She didn't have the power of Koya to single-handedly fight against an entire nation...

She had fantasized about asking Rhodes Island and Koya for help, but what would happen after that? The power of Rhodes Island and Koya had never belonged to her. If Rhodes Island had any ill intentions towards Victoria after driving away the Sarkaz and the Duke, what could she do? She could do nothing.

Countless possibilities flashed through Vina's mind in an instant, but in the end, her answer to Koya was very simple, just one word.

"miss you!"

"Then perform well at this International Conference. At least let those people know that you are not dead yet."

Sometimes, people hesitate before taking action not because they haven't made up their minds, but because they lack the opportunity to push them forward. Koya's strong questioning gave Vina a reason to move forward. As for what's next? Just take it one step at a time.

Vina didn't think it through. She just came here to test Koya's opinion of Victoria, but why did she get herself involved? But she had to say that after making the decision in her heart, she felt a lot more relaxed. Vina stood up, patted the dust off her body, and went back to her tent without looking back.

Koya watched Vina leave and began to torture the doctor harshly in the chat group.

Koya: "You've really brought me some serious troubles as my entourage! Was it intentional or accidental?"

Doctor: [I was being careless on purpose. Ahem, anyway, I'll leave Vina and Reed in your care. After we return from Lateran, Rhodes Island will probably head to Londinium.]

Koya: [Why are you so anxious? Did something happen over there?]

Doctor: [Originally, Tracy and the three great dukes were at a stalemate, but recently, the three great dukes may have sensed something amiss and have begun marching towards Londinium. Tracy has also responded to the threats posed by the three great dukes. In short, the fuse of the powder keg of Londinium has been lit, and for certain historical reasons, we, Rhodes Island, must wade into this mess.]

Koya: [Okay.]

Jizi: "I always feel like you were busy back then, Koya, like a tool~~"

Koya: [Yeah, I really just became a tool this time. It's so tiring.]

Doctor: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect things to turn out this way. I'll make it up to you when you return to Rhodes Island."

Sirona [Detailed explanation of compensation.]

Just as Koya was about to engage in some banter in the chat group, he heard the sound of footsteps. Surprisingly, his divine realm didn't register a single response. It wasn't until the being stood before him that Koya realized its presence. It was a majestic lion, its mane ruffling in the evening breeze, its form revealed by flames...

【Hello……】

A conversation unknown to outsiders began.

This lion's name was Gawain. In a sense, he was Vina's teacher. This time, he didn't chat with Koya about anything too vague. Instead, he told Koya some of Vina's past, including the scene when the tiny Vina, only four or five years old, sat on his lap, holding high the Breath of Kings.

"Do you think Vina would make a good king, Gawain?"

[I don’t know, but at least now… she can’t become one.]

The topic ended here. Gawain disappeared unconsciously. Koya's divine realm could not sense his presence, but Koya knew that he was by Vina's side, watching the growth of this little lion.

Because of this incident, Koya no longer dared to underestimate the high-end power of the Terra world. At least these beast masters had some strength.

·Dividing line·

The next day came. Knowing what happened in Londinium, Koya stepped on the accelerator extra hard today, speeding along the way, leaving the wilderness scenery behind. This time, he and Rhodes Island were only invited to observe the International Conference and did not need to participate in the conference. Therefore, as long as they arrived in Lateran and met with representatives of various forces, Koya and his group could leave at any time. After all, they were not participants in the conference.

On the other side, in the Lateran, the Pope was also receiving distinguished guests from various countries who arrived one after another.

"Virlive, is His Holiness the Pope still having afternoon tea with the Yan Nation envoy?"

"Yes, the Pope had a pleasant conversation with the envoy. Oren, do you have anything to report?"

"The guest invited by the Pope is about to arrive in the Lateran. They have just crossed the border and the garrison reported it."

"Oh, this is really a big deal."

Without saying a word, Villife knocked on the door of the office. The Pope had instructed that anything related to Koya should be told to him first, and Villife also knew that the people who came to attend the Universal Conference this time cared more about Koya than the conference itself, so she believed that they would not be angry if she told the Pope and the envoy from Yan Country about this situation.

"Please come in——"

"Your Holiness."

"Oh, it's Villife? Would you like to try this flower cake from Yan Country? It's delicious."

"Your Holiness has something to report to you. Guests from Rhodes Island have just crossed the border and will arrive soon."

"Oh, so that's what it is. Well, Valerie, can you help me receive the guests from Rhodes Island?"

"I see--"

"please wait for a moment."

The envoy from Yan State interrupted the two of them. This envoy was not Lin Qingyan, the official of Dali Temple, but an accompanying staff member. Of course, he came to meet with the Pope not to despise Lateran, but because his appearance showed respect to Lateran. Although on the surface he was just an ordinary official of Dali Temple, he was indeed the commander of the shadow guard of the True Dragon Emperor of Yan State, the so-called head of the Royal Guard, and the most trusted person of the Emperor of Yan State. Letting him meet with the Pope was enough to show the emperor's attention.

"Mr. Messenger, may I ask?"

"Ahem, I wonder if we can go together to welcome the guests from Rhodes Island this time."

"of course can."

"Then the multi-line pope will do it."

This leader was obviously not a fool. The Pope had afternoon tea with him at this time and even asked his secretary to come over and casually tell him about Rhodes Island's whereabouts. This was obviously giving Yan Country and Lateran the first opportunity to contact Coya. Yan Country accepted this favor. This Pope looked honest, but he was actually an old fox.

An hour later, the Yan Nation delegation and most of the staff of the Lateran Vatican gathered in a coffee shop near the city gate, waiting for Koya's arrival.

"Sith, do you think it would be fun if I placed some bombs on the pillars of this building?"

"It sounds like they won't do it, so let's go find someone from the notary office to approve it!"

"Okay!"

Just outside this coffee shop, two seemingly young Sakotas were plotting how to blow it up. If this weren't Ratlan, they might have been arrested on suspicion of terrorism, but this was Ratlan, a place filled with desserts and explosions.

boom! boom!

Two roars came from not far away. The smell of gunpowder produced by the explosion mixed with the taste of sugar in desserts, telling the magic of the city of Lateran.

Although the Yan Nation group sitting in the cafe didn't show any strange expressions on their faces, they had already complained about Rutland countless times in their hearts. However, they also understood that this was Rutland's "feature" and it was difficult for outsiders like them to say anything.

"Please rest assured, all explosions are under surveillance by the notary office. No one will be injured as a result of these children's play."

“Rutland is such a vibrant country.”

"Latlan is a country made up of sugar, gunpowder, and miracles. Every Sakota can do what he wants here."

Miracle… This is the word the Yan Nation hears most often from the people of Lateran since arriving. Even the Sakota themselves don't know what this miracle means. They only know that from the moment they were born, the miracle of Lateran has accompanied them throughout their lives. Is this miracle perhaps a shared sense among the Sakota? Is it the fact that Lateran has remained free from natural disasters for centuries? Or is it the weapon called the Gunlance, which can only be wielded by Sakota?

The word "miracle" is too abstract, even many Sakota have forgotten that this miracle is actually their belief -

thump -- thump -- thump --

"Bells? Your Holiness, does the Lateran have a bell tower?"

"Yes, there is a bell tower that hasn't rung in a thousand years."

In the confused eyes of the people of Yan Country, white light seemed to begin to appear everywhere in the city of Lateran. It was not the light of lamps, but the light of stars like fireflies. They slowly gathered in the sky, and the Sakotas who were originally eating desserts and thinking about what to blow up in the city of Lateran lowered their heads devoutly, and kept reciting the scriptures that had not changed for thousands of years.

Gradually, even the ambassadors of Yan Country felt a strange feeling. They seemed to be able to vaguely perceive the thoughts of the Pope in front of them - the Pope was happy and excited at this moment.

They understood the Pope's emotions at the moment almost instantly, but why?

"This is a sympathy unique to Sakota, but now this miracle seems to have suddenly appeared on you."

"This……"

·Dividing line·

On the other side, Koya had to stop the car in the wilderness because the closer they got to Rutland, Amiya's condition became more and more abnormal. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead and she looked uncomfortable, but when asked, she didn't say anything.

When the outline of Lateran City could be vaguely seen, Amiya cried out in pain—

After stopping, Koya turned around from the driver's seat, picked up the little rabbit and put it in his arms, then began to look at her condition seriously.

"Amiya..."

Koya noticed something unusual: cracks appeared on all ten rings in Amiya's hands. Was the Demon King's power out of control? Why was it so out of control for no apparent reason? He would find the reason later. For now, he needed to eliminate the Demon King's power within Amiya.

Koya was not good at sealing. Even if he used the divine domain to suppress the power of the devil in Amiya's body, Amiya would still feel very uncomfortable. After all, he could only prevent the inflated balloon from getting bigger, but he could not slowly deflate the balloon.

But there is a solution, and it is very simple -

Disaster Dragon

Chapter 245: Arknights: The Devil Enters the Holy City

Above Lateran, the symbol of wings and thorns was hanging high in the air, shining brightly. This was exactly what was produced by the convergence of the white light that had just appeared in Lateran. The miracle of Lateran appeared in full view of everyone. The bells of the Tower of Revelation did not stop. All people in the city of Lateran, regardless of race, gained the ability of empathy. The messengers of various major forces who did not know what was happening stood by the windows and looked at the eye-catching symbol in the sky with a look of surprise and doubt.

"What do you think I'm thinking about now?"

"I can't perceive your thoughts, but I can understand your emotions at the moment."

"Yes, I can feel your emotions too. This is the law that the Sakotas are proud of. This is their innate empathy... This is truly an incredible miracle."

“This city seems really magical.”

"It seems that even if the black dragon doesn't participate in the future International Conference convened by His Majesty the Pope, we must come. A paradise protected by the gods, haha, I didn't expect it to actually exist on this land."

The visitors silently cast aside their contempt for Lateran, because this time, the miracle Lateran was no longer a small country on this land. They also had the qualifications of chess players, just like Rhodes Island. Because of one person or one thing, they proved their uniqueness... and the majority of people of another race thousands of miles away from Lateran also felt something. The Sarkaz knew one thing from their ancient bloodline.

The Demon King was born, not just some little rabbit without control of power, but a Demon King who could truly determine the fate of the entire Sarkaz race. Those who felt this most were the people of the royal court. At this moment, the Blood Demon Lord and the Scavenger Lord were on their way to Londinium, but at this moment, they both stopped in their tracks.

"Demon King... that's a rather old word. Did that little rabbit from Rhodes Island finally give this power to someone else? Is it that dragon that stirred up the storm—"

"Kelsey, you finally made the right choice."

The two great lords, feeling the call from their bloodlines, wavered. Should they continue on to Londinium, leaving the fate of the Sarkaz in the hands of Tracys, or should they halt and trust in the new Demon King? In a matter of moments, they made their choice. The Scavenger Court and the Blood Demon Court continued their march to Londinium.

Ordinary Sarkaz weren't as clear-headed as the royal court. They only knew that something very important to them had appeared, and the power within their bloodlines was pulling them, seemingly guiding them in a certain direction. Leaving aside the Sarkaz in Londinium, many of the Sarkaz still wandering this land, having sensed this call, followed their inner thoughts and headed in the direction of guidance.

"Kelsey, is this what you expected?"

"No... I guessed that Koya could control the power of the Black Crown, but I didn't expect this to happen."

"Okay, by the way, let's hurry up and rebuild the city. Let's build out the residential area first. We'll probably be accepting a large number of Sarkaz refugees soon."

"I understand... But given the current situation in Rhodes Island, I will ask Longmen and Xiosta for help. Although the core area cannot be repaired in a short period of time, if it is just the residential and commercial areas, they can be rebuilt quickly."

The residential and commercial areas of Che City together only account for a quarter of the city. After all, this city is one of the most important heavy industrial cities in Ursus. Most of the facilities in the city are industrial equipment. Although many factories were destroyed after the integration movement, they can still be used after some cleaning.

In Tallulah's room, Tallulah, the Doctor, and several other new Ursus students looked at the stunned Patriot with worried expressions. However, Patriot soon recovered, and looking at the worried little girls around him, he couldn't help but slow down his voice.

"I'm... fine. Let's continue, Doctor."

"Okay, Patriot, if you feel unwell, you must tell me. By the way, after class, go to the medical department for a checkup. It just so happens that you haven't had a physical examination since you recovered from your Originium disease."

"it is good."

"Then let's continue. Currently, according to intelligence from several Rhodes Island offices in Victoria, the labor movement is gradually developing in various cities in Victoria. If you, Tallulah, want to put your knowledge into practice, then going to Victoria with the New Integration Movement is a good choice. At least, Victoria is easier to reach than Ursus."

"Victoria... Because of the Dukes' struggle with the Sarkaz, the workers were oppressed, and this oppression prompted them to rebel—it's almost like fate."

Everyone understood what Tallulah meant. She had the blood of a red dragon in her veins, but in the past twenty years, she had become the 'heir' of the Duke of Ursus and the leader of the Integration Movement. If nothing unexpected had happened, she might never have had anything to do with Victoria in her life, but fate pushed her into Victoria's wave.

·Dividing line·

Now let's get back to Koya. Ever since Koya removed Amiya's Black Crown and inserted it into his own body, Amiya's condition has stabilized. The moment he took over the Black Crown, Koya understood why Amiya had such a violent reaction. The Black Crown was currently in a state of extreme excitement. If Koya hadn't been forcing it down, it might have caused some major news.

He handed Amiya to Skadi, who was sitting in the passenger seat, and asked her to take care of her. Although the black crown had been removed from Amiya's body, it would take a while for the inflated balloon to return to its original state, so Koya slowed down his driving. He didn't know where the Pope and the Yan Kingdom's envoys were waiting for him in Lateran City.

"Your Holiness, your ability of empathy is truly amazing."

"Would Your Excellency the Envoy like a cup of coffee?"

"No... I'm really not very good at coffee with too much sugar."

"Since we have empathy, Your Excellency the Envoy has become much more honest."

"I can't help it. You can sense my emotions after I drank it. It would be better not to drink it at all."

"Hahaha, agreed."

Lin Qingyan, who was standing aside, just watched the two old men chatting and laughing with each other without participating in their conversation. Although she was an official on a diplomatic mission, she actually had nothing to do with it. Instead of listening to the two old foxes talking nonsense, it would be better to carefully feel the ability of empathy.

Lin Qingyan understood that this empathic ability was likely temporary, so she wanted to find out before it faded. Was this a Source Stone technique? Or was it truly a miracle? Lin Qingyan carefully felt the feedback from the empathy; it was a magical feeling.

When you don't actively use empathy, the emotions of others are like streams flowing by your side. As long as you don't pay attention, you will ignore their existence. But when you consciously want to feel someone's emotions, it's like putting your hand into the stream, and the emotion you want will flow through your palm.