Original God's Dark Priest

Chapter 889 Prelude to the Rescue

"When I learned that the ceremony had failed, I couldn't describe how I felt."

There was neither disappointment nor happiness, only a deep sense of relief.

I immediately dropped everything and went to the scene.

At that time, Orloren was too young to remember anything; he was small and thin, sitting on the ground... I thought he would cry or make a fuss, but he didn't.

When he saw me, he pursed his lips and only said one sentence: "..."

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"Grandma, it hurts..." The little child looked up helplessly at the girl who was walking towards him against the light.

Looking at the mess before her and the blood-stained child amidst the ruins, the young shaman instantly abandoned all restraint and pride, rushing forward without hesitation to carefully embrace the innocent child who had almost died there, tears streaming down her face before she could even utter a word.

“I’m sorry, Orloren… I’m sorry… It’s Grandma, Grandma was wrong…” Citrali realized that they were all terribly wrong. She thought a lot. In any case, Nata’s future should not be put on the shoulders of such a child.

Orlan was still young; he didn't understand right and wrong, he only knew he was in pain. He leaned against Cetalari's chest, not crying, but just murmuring his feelings repeatedly: "It hurts...it hurts so much..."

Every word he said touched a nerve in Cetalli, making her acutely aware of the pain this child had suffered because of her indifference and the foolishness of the Lord of Smoke.

At that moment, she vowed that she would never again allow her people to act arbitrarily, and that she would take good care of and educate this child.

Regarding this matter, the Lord of Smoke did not hide it from Orloren. They needed to make people remember the mistakes they had made and to show Orloren the facts and consequences so that he could make his own choice.

Whether he forgives or leaves is up to him.

As Orlan grew up, he learned about his origins and understood what had happened to him, but he held no resentment because his grandmother had been very good to him.

He would occasionally think about it and still feel a little regretful. He also had a vague suspicion in his heart: if he had died back then, would the ritual have really succeeded?

Will Nata be saved?

Reason told him that such thoughts were naive, but he still couldn't help but think about them. However, he knew that he absolutely could not let his grandmother know, otherwise he would definitely be severely punished.

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After recounting the past, Cetalli let out a long sigh of relief, as if a huge weight had been lifted from her heart: "So, I don't want anything to happen to Orloren again, Professor Su Jin... no, Su Jin, for my sake, please don't conduct any experiments that could harm Orloren, okay?"

Saffir understood Sitraly's concerns and complied with her actions.

In fact, if it were her, she wouldn't allow her younger relatives who had had that kind of experience to take the risk again. Just like when Xiao ventured into the Abyss of Layered Rocks, she wished she could kick him out.

Sending Ororen to the Kingdom of Night was impossible, but that wasn't Saphir's initial goal either. So she took the opportunity to bring up her main objective: "I understand what you mean. In that case, how about this? I'll take Ororen to the place where the ley lines converge later."

Surely we can't encounter any danger this way?

Upon hearing this, Sitella frowned, seemingly still unwilling to give in.

Seeing her hesitant look, Saffir put on an unhappy expression: "What? You still call yourself my fan, but you don't even have this much trust?"

Upon hearing this, Citraly was no longer willing to press her advantage. She immediately raised her head and adopted a heroic posture: "How could that be! I absolutely believe you one hundred percent!"

Saffir glanced at Mavica, who immediately turned her face away, unable to bear the sight. This woman was so insidious, exploiting fans' adoration for their idols!

In fact, Saphir used far more than that. She also used the demolition effect. Before making her own request, she made an excessive one, which Cetalli refused. Then, she made a less excessive request and, combined with the idol's face, everything was accomplished smoothly.

When Sitralie comes to her senses, she'll probably find it unbelievable, but... by then, she'll probably have already finished what she needed to do.

Saffir smiled and said to Mavica, "I don't intend to hinder you. This time I just want to try my best. If Lord Vulcan is worried, you might as well come along and take a look."

“Of course.” Mavica would never let Saffir, that fool, run around with Ororon. She would definitely follow behind and supervise, but… there was no need to follow too closely. She had to find the right balance.

The smoke riddle is the main exterior, the camp of the fools.

After receiving treatment from Saffir and resting for the past two days, the captain has fully recovered.

He stretched his body, clenched his fist tightly, and nodded slightly: "As expected of Aurora, her healing methods are indeed well-deserved."

Beside him, Ida stood with her hands at her sides, saying nothing.

Having confirmed that he was alright, the captain finally looked at the person in charge who had stayed by his side: "I remember, your name is Ada?"

“Yes, Captain,” Ada replied.

The captain nodded: "Aurora doesn't seem to have been conducting any ley line surveys these past two days? Do you know what she's been doing?"

"Lady Saphir's behavior has always been very peculiar, even I can't understand it, but she would never do anything meaningless, so perhaps good news will come soon." Ada responded calmly and respectfully.

After listening to Ada's words, the captain was silent for a few seconds before saying, "I do know something about this. It seems like everything was a coincidence, yet it achieved the ending she most desired."

This is both a talent and a gift.

The captain's tone was calm and unreadable, but Ada, who was standing to the side, lowered her head and stopped talking.

“Yesterday she said she had something to do tomorrow. Do you know what it is?” the captain asked again.

Ada was now unsettled, because she also had to go along for tomorrow's event.

After hesitating for a long time, Ada slowly raised her eyes and met the captain's gaze. Startled, she immediately lowered her head: "Lady Saphir has some personal matters to attend to tomorrow."

"It's a private matter." The captain seemed to accept this explanation, nodding slightly. "Alright, in that case, I won't ask any further."

At this moment, Chengehu was extremely lively. Led by Yae no Miko, a group of people were already busy. She dug out all the novels published since the founding of Yaedo and the novels that are still being serialized.

Then they were bound one by one, reprinted, and distributed to the teapots one by one.

Noel, as the head steward of the Dust Song Pot, was already extremely busy, spinning around like a top. In pursuit of efficiency, she even spun Pal back from Sumeru.

As soon as Pal entered the pot, he saw books everywhere. The chaotic scene almost made him faint from breathlessness.

She grabbed Noel, who was still running around aimlessly, looking completely bewildered: "What's going on? Why is it so chaotic?"

The Dust Song Pot is in a mess right now. The Mirage Island, which is being used as a warehouse, is littered with books. Not only that, but every few seconds another batch of books suddenly appears. Noelle has to sort the books into categories as quickly as possible, but she simply can't manage it all by herself.

After learning this, Pal sighed softly and resignedly called over the person in the pot who was alright.

"Wouldn't that be inappropriate? It might disturb everyone's rest." Noelle felt a little embarrassed.

Pal curled her lip: "That fox took everyone to Yaedo for printing, and you're the only one doing the sorting. How dare she?"

"That's right, that's right, finish this early so you can get some rest." Yura, who had been called over by Pal, stretched and was ready to get to work.

Several other people came with Yura, including Kujo Sara, who happened to be on vacation at home; Kaia, who was caught slacking off; Shinzuru, who came to help after hearing about what was happening here; and Tatalia, who was brought here without knowing why.

People from all over the world gathered together and began to help Noelle organize various books.

D'Artagnan was the most innocent. He had only gone into the pot to get something and was about to leave. Since he had a residence in the Winter Country, he had converted the house here into a warehouse to store all sorts of small toys prepared for Donya and the others.

As soon as he entered, he ran into Shen He, who was in a hurry. Without saying a word, Shen He carried him over and ran over, leaving no room for refusal.

Knowing that this was another operation by Saffir in Nata, D'Artagnan hesitated briefly before decisively choosing to help. After all, he felt that he hadn't played a significant role in obtaining the Heart of God, so he wanted to make more efforts in other areas.

I wonder what he would think if he knew that this event was just a promotional event for Yaedo.

"This isn't right, is it? Why wasn't Lisa caught for slacking off too?" Kaiya felt it was extremely unfair, muttering under his breath while holding a stack of books.

Yura walked ahead and snorted, "Who gave you the right to openly run to the angel's gift?"

"Next time I'll hide in a more secluded place." Kaiya, having learned her lesson, decided to change her approach next time.

It must be said that after the system reform, the Knights of Favonius are no longer responsible for handling trivial matters, which has made the Knights of Favonius much more relaxed, and Kaeya and the others have also received a lot of vacation time, but this does not stop some people from still slacking off.

While the people inside the Dust Song Pot were working enthusiastically, the Kingdom of Night God presented a completely different scene.

After a tense and exciting period of puzzle-solving and battles, Ying, Chaska, Iansan, Marani, and Paimon finally succeeded in entering the Kingdom of Night through a hidden rift.

The process was relatively peaceful, but the landing was a bit dangerous. After all, this is not a place for living people, and the landing issue was not considered at all.

Paimon nearly passed out due to the excessive force exerted during the descent.

Rubbing her head, she wobbled and took flight again. As soon as she opened her eyes, she complained to the others, "Why did you pull me? You guys are too heavy!"

They all felt a little embarrassed and tacitly looked away, pretending nothing had happened.

As the awkward atmosphere gradually spread, Marani spoke up: "It seems we have arrived safely. This is the Kingdom of Night God."

Ying raised her eyes and carefully observed the surrounding environment. The Kingdom of Night God was not quite what she had imagined. It was not as desolate as Silky's camp. The terrain was more like a giant abyss of layered rocks, with jagged rocks in the distance, protruding cliffs everywhere, and stones with flowing purple halos on the ground.

She suddenly crouched down and picked up a flower. She recognized the flower; there were similar flowers in the Skork camp. There was no mistake; this place was indeed connected to the Abyss.

Not far from the group, they could vaguely see figures; these figures must be the dead.

Ying tightened her grip on the pendant in her right hand. It was something Safiel had given her to pass on to Kazina, and it should come in handy.

Ian Shan's face still showed curiosity and astonishment: "Hearing the name Shifoying in the story, I could never have imagined it would be like this."

“And the power of the abyss is everywhere,” Ying added.

Marani had almost figured it out by now: "It's because of the excessive accumulation of sediment in the abyss that Kazina is trapped here."

Chaska nodded slightly, his tone grave: "From here on, our understanding of the real world becomes completely invalid; anything can happen here."

“What I’m most concerned about is how we’re going to get back. The entrance we just came from was clearly a one-way trip…” Paimon was more worried about the way back.

Chaska wasn't worried. She looked up at the sky. This was the Kingdom of the Night God, also known as the Underworld. There was no such thing as a sky here.

To put it simply, it's from above: "Do you see the crack in the sky?"

Everyone looked up and saw a crack in the endless darkness above, from which a beam of light shone, forming a conspicuous pillar of light due to the Tyndall effect.

“The beam of light projected onto the ground from the crack—this should be the way back,” Chasca guessed.

Paimon's eyes widened: "Wow...we fell from such a height?"

Chaska nodded, looking at the group intently: "This is what I mean by cognitive failure. They fell from such a height and didn't even feel the slightest impact."

We don't need to go back to that entrance if we want to go back; we just need to stand in this light and pray.

"Praying? That's something I'm good at!" Paimon was very good at this. Every time she got into trouble, she would immediately pray very sincerely, and then Saffir would feel the power of her faith and come to clean up her mess.

It could be said that Paimon was the most devout follower of Saffir in Teyvat. The little guy could provide more faith power in one go than most people could in a whole day of prayer. There was no way around it; Paimon knew it was truly effective and that he was truly devout.

According to Zhongli's assessment, this is a prime example of someone who is occasionally stubborn but mostly afraid of death.

Paimon has started considering whether to try praying, but who to pray to? Is there even a need to choose? None of the ten gods are as effective as Aurora.

Ying, however, had already seen through the little one's little thoughts and directly reached out and pressed her hand on her little head: "You're not allowed to run now."

“I didn’t mean that!” Paimon retorted immediately, then added angrily, “How can you be so distrustful of me!”

The two little ones were bickering, and Marani's eyes were already slightly brightening: "So, all we have to do is find Kazina and bring her back here, right?"