Original God's Dark Priest

Chapter 888 That Emotion Was Guilt

“That young man named Orloren was very kind and told me a lot about his grandmother,” Saffir recounted the stories he had heard from Orloren.

Sitella listened in silence, her little face tense, unable to smile at all.

Mavica bit her lip hard, forcing herself not to laugh, but she really couldn't help it.

As if he knew nothing, Saffir publicly executed Cetalli: "Grandma Euron often gets a hangover and can't get up the next morning, always missing things, and she doesn't like cleaning the house."

Honestly, I've never seen a disheveled old lady before. In my mind, old men and women seem to have a kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness. If I could, I really want to meet this lovely old lady.

"You... don't mind that she's sloppy?" Sitella was very surprised, after all, that was a pretty big flaw.

Saffir didn't care at all: "So what if I'm messy? Everyone has a messy time. When I was a kid, my mom would often pull my ear and spank me because I always made a mess of my room."

I find her incredibly annoying. What's the point of tidying up such a messy room? Can't I be more comfortable if it's a little messy?

“Exactly, exactly, that’s what I think too.” Sitrali nodded repeatedly, completely ignoring the exchange of glances between Mavica and Saffir.

The story of Sanghaj is drawing to a close. In the end, he could not escape his fate of falling. He and Tenoch sacrificed themselves together in the battle against Bakhunawa, never to return.

All of this seemed to be what Sanghaj had anticipated, but he did not resist and faced his death with equanimity.

Mavica lowered her eyes and sighed softly, "At that time, I had already devoted myself to the sacred flame and was powerless to do anything. If I were still here, perhaps..."

“Bakunawa’s power is too great. Even the God of Fire could not defeat it easily. Moreover, if you had given up the subsequent plans to deal with Bakunawa, Nata would have been truly beyond saving, right?” Saffir actually comforted Mavica.

This surprised Mavica. Shouldn't this Fatui executive officer have sneered at her for overestimating herself and then brazenly declared that letting the Fatui take over Nata was the right choice?

Oh, she's not Aurora now, she's Teacher Su Jin, then it's alright.

Mavica suppressed the strange thoughts in her mind and simply shook her head slightly.

She doesn't regret her choice, but she still laments the past.

Sita Lari also agreed with Saffir's words. She said seriously, "Mavika, you must believe in your choice. Don't doubt yourself because of the Fools' sweet talk. It's normal that they are short-sighted and don't know your foresight."

“Uh…” Mavica’s eyelids twitched. Was she really going to call the Fools short-sighted in front of Aurora? Hagisie, you bastard!

Saffir was also caught off guard and coughed. It took him a long time to recover before he smiled awkwardly and said, "Grandma Obsidian is right!"

“Oh dear, we’re such good friends already, why call me Obsidian Grandma? You can just call me Cecilia, and I’ll just call you Su Jin, okay?” Cecilia patted Saffir’s shoulder and sat closer.

Saffir took a deep breath and nodded slightly: "Okay, Sitraly."

In her mind, she was already planning where to hang this thing out next time by threading the backpack rope through its headdress.

Watching Sitella dance wildly on the edge of danger, Mavica covered her forehead with a hint of pity, but still gave up the idea of ​​exposing her. There was nothing she could do; Aurora was indeed very strange, and she couldn't say what would happen if she exposed her identity.

At least for now, this person seems to be genuinely helping her find the remaining heroes. If that's the case, then as the Goddess of Fire, there's no reason for her to push her allies away.

Nata has no room to maintain any so-called stance, and the affairs of other countries are none of Nata's concern. Nata is already on the verge of destruction and can no longer care about anything else.

In a life-or-death crisis, any extra emotional response is a luxury.

As long as Aurora approaches Nata with the intention of helping her, Mavica will accept her; that's just how Nata is.

“Sanghaj said there’s also Mennilik, right? If I remember correctly, this [Beyond Vuka] is also still missing, isn’t he?” Saffir asked again.

When this was mentioned, both Mavica and Sitrali fell silent. If the dedication of the Bid was still traceable, then the transcendence of the Vuka was completely inexplicable.

All we know is that Wu Ka must be a member of the Flower Feather Society, but with so many people in the Flower Feather Society, who is Wu Ka's successor?

Seeing the two people struggling with their headaches, Saffir was also at a loss.

After a long silence, Sitella sighed softly: "Actually... it's not that there are no candidates, but this is something that really can't be decided based on mere conjecture."

“Just like how no one dared to believe at first that Ianshan would be the inheritor of the ancient name of power,” Mavica added.

Ian Shan was short, a rare sight in the land of Wolu where the average person was tall. Those people were tall, strong, and like animals, while little Ian Shan was inconspicuous. When she was young, she was rejected by a fitness coach because she was too weak.

Ian Shan's current achievements are the result of her own hard work, so the inheritance of her ancient name is not something she was born with, but rather something she achieved through her own efforts.

The choice between a person and their ancient name is a two-way process, which is why Mawika cannot be certain who inherits which ancient name.

After hearing their explanation, Saffir suddenly realized: "So, Orloren isn't necessarily Pidi's successor?"

“That’s right.” Mavica and Sitrali nodded in unison.

This gave Saffir a headache. She glanced at Mavica with a somewhat dejected look, a look that sent chills down Mavica's spine.

I feel like I'm about to quit any second now.

Saffir ultimately didn't just irresponsibly walk away, but the captain's plan gradually began to take over in her mind.

She didn't want to gamble with Mavica on this slim hope anymore. Not to mention that she was never one to accept fate, in the current situation, Nata was almost gone, and Vulcan was still foolishly waiting. Who wouldn't be anxious in that situation?

She's a fool, not a champion of justice, so why would she go to all that trouble to play these nerve-wracking games?

Following the captain's lead, we directly ripped up Nata's ley lines and then violently reshaped them. This way, we could save many lives. Although similar disasters might still occur in the future, it's better than being left to be slaughtered like this now.

Drinking poison to quench thirst or offering one's neck for execution? This choice is difficult, but they really have no better options. They can't really trust Mavica's naive plan.

Seemingly sensing what Saphir was thinking, Mavica suddenly said after a moment of silence, "I know the situation is not optimistic, but I still hope you can believe in the hope of us Nata. The Nata people are not so fragile. In times of crisis, someone will definitely stand up and turn the tide."

“I don’t disbelieve you, but shouldn’t we always be prepared for the worst?” Saffir crossed his arms, his expression gradually turning cold.

Even the slow-witted Cetalli noticed something was off. Why did it seem like Su Jin and Mavica were at odds? What kind of conflict did these two have?

Or…

Recalling what she had heard before, Citrali looked at Saphir with a more inquisitive gaze. She didn't connect Saphir with the Fools, but suspected that the two people in front of her had some old grudge.

Mavica pursed her lips tightly: "But if we can't eliminate the problem completely, we'll lose our last chance. I've thought about that other plan, but it's only a temporary solution."

"There aren't that many straightforward solutions, Lord Vulcan. We didn't have that many options to begin with." Saffir still tried to persuade Mavica. If Mavica cooperated and they obtained the Heart of Vulcan, the captain's plan would be easy to achieve.

But Mavica shook her head firmly: "I think we still have time. If things really can't be done, I will cooperate, but until then, please trust my choice."

"..." Saffir really wanted to slap the red-haired guy in front of him to death, and also wanted to rush back and strangle the black-faced guy. Captain, Vulcan, none of that mattered anymore. They were just two dawdlings.

If the captain hadn't been in charge of this mission and ordered her not to act rashly, she would have already flipped the table and spoken her heart to Vulcan.

She's an expert at extracting the heart of a god. Everyone, no one knows better than her how to extract the heart of a god!

"Forget it, let's focus on observing the affairs of the Kingdom of Night. The current situation doesn't allow us any mistakes. I don't want to end up accomplishing nothing, losing a bunch of lives, suffering a double loss, and ruining my reputation." Saffir compromised, leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes to pretend to doze off.

Mavica gave an awkward but polite smile.

Sitella was confused. She had been a little confused since earlier, and she felt like there was something hidden in their conversation.

After holding it in for a long time, she finally asked, "Mavika, why exactly did Teacher Su Jin come to Nata?"

“This…” Mavica felt there was no need to explain anymore, because everything was out in the open, and it would be impolite to say anything more.

But Saphir seemed to have anticipated this, and said calmly, "I'm from the Witch's Guild, just here to check things out. It's normal that you don't know."

"The Witches' Guild?" Sitrus looked surprised, then understood.

"The Witches' Guild?" Mavica was also surprised; she had no idea that Aurora had this other identity.

After her initial surprise, Setraly looked at Mavica and asked, "You didn't know?"

"Should I...know?" Mavica's face showed just the right amount of naivety and confusion.

Saffir had already turned a deaf ear to the foolish things the two said out of sheer surprise. Now she was thinking about how to use Sitrali to investigate Nata's ley lines, especially everything related to the Night God.

Although this old thing is cute and easy to fool, it is not easy to deceive. After all, it has lived for more than two hundred years. It is not something that can be tricked with just a few words.

However, she still came up with a solution, and the breakthrough point was Euron.

Saffir, who had been giving up, suddenly sat up straight, his gaze fixed intently on Sitrali and Mavica, making the two of them tremble as if they were being stared at by a venomous snake.

Just as the two were about to speak, Saffir spoke up: "I have an idea."

"Hopefully it's not some terrible idea." Mavica tilted her head; she had no expectations of what ideas Saphir could come up with.

Sitrali didn't say anything, she just looked at Saffir.

Putting aside her identity as a member of the Witches' Guild, Su Jin was, after all, her idol, and she wanted to support him if he wanted to help.

Saffir's lips curled into a smile: "Since we can't be sure who the ancient name inheritor is, why don't we give it a try?"

"Try it? What do you mean?" Sethellaly frowned; she had never heard of trying something like this.

Saffir leaned back again, shifting to a more comfortable position, and said, "It's very simple. Didn't that Sanghaj transform after going to the Kingdom of Night?"

We could easily do something similar and send Euron in too…”

Before she could finish speaking, Sitale interrupted her, firmly refusing, "No! Absolutely not!"

“There’s no harm in trying it out.” Saffir was a little puzzled by her reaction.

Sitaleie shook her head firmly: "No, that's too dangerous for him! I don't agree."

Saffir blinked and looked at Mavica again.

Mavica shrugged: "That's because Orloren is a special case, and he really can't be dealt with casually."

Then, she told Saffir about what happened to Orloren when he was a child, and Saffir finally understood why Cetalli was so reluctant to let Orloren take risks.

It turns out that something happened when Euron was a child.

Orloren was an abandoned child who did not know who his parents were. From the time he could remember, he was adopted by the people of the Smoke Lord. As the shaman of the Smoke Lord, Citrari paid attention to him, but not as much as she does now.

The turning point came when Orloren was a little older, but still couldn't remember anything. At that time, because the Nata ley lines were already severely damaged, the people of the Smoke Lord learned that he was born with a defective soul and began to plot against him.

Through certain unverified secret techniques of the Smoke Mystery Master, it might be possible to repair the ley lines of Nata by sacrificing Orloren alone, which would be a good thing for the country and its people.

Setraly didn't approve of this approach, and she didn't agree with it. Wasn't a person's life a life too?

The value of life cannot be measured by quantity. The lives of thousands are not as noble as those of one person, because life is only given once, and that one life is the whole world to that person.

Despite her disagreement, she did not stand up to forcefully stop it, but chose to observe from the sidelines.

Ultimately, the ritual failed, and Orloren survived, barely clinging to life. From then on, when the people of the Smoke Lord looked at Orloren, their eyes held a different emotion.

That feeling is called guilt.