Chapter 196: Fifty-six Divine Country 2

“Of course not,” Bai Wei replied briefly.

“Hahaha, I hope so.”

Bai Wei lowered his head to look at the tentacle, “The frequency of your awakenings is also increasing. It seems that they’re about to succeed over there?”

“Of course,” the tentacle said. “I was worried that Hallman’s sudden disappearance would make them vigilant, but…”

It paused for a moment before speaking with a tone dripping with sarcasm.

“But they’ve been in the Memory Amber for too long, so long that they’ve nearly lost even the most basic sensory abilities. Now they pose no threat at all.”

“It seems the state of the Old God is as poor as we expected.”

“Indeed… but we still need time,” the tentacle said. “Although our chance of victory is already very high, it is still not one hundred percent. At this final stage, we must give it our all and not act prematurely as we did last time.”

Bai Wei heard the unmistakable warning in the tentacle’s words but wasn’t concerned, merely asking, “How much more time do we need at least?”

“Two weeks,” the tentacle replied. “Just two more weeks, and the Lord will be able to kill the Old God completely. At that time, the Old God will have no struggle left, and nothing will hinder the Lord’s arrival.”

From the initial one month to today’s two weeks.

It seems the Lord has also perceived the weakness of the Old God and is becoming impatient.

After all, it has been ten years.

Bai Wei gently rubbed his right hand.

That last lingering sound, too, should finally be erased.

“Is there anything else I need to do?” Bai Wei asked again.

“Continue to push the Devil’s Army to retrieve that thing from the Polluted Land,” the tentacle said. “And no more variables. That Gerard, no matter by what means, even if you cannot kill him, you can’t let him interfere with the Lord. This is the final moment.”

“When the Lord’s arrival comes,”

“Everything will settle like dust.”

After saying this, the tentacle became motionless again, going from stiff to soft, and then retracted into Bai Wei’s clothing.

Bai Wei then turned his gaze back to the pile of documents.

“She suddenly became interested in this symptom; it’s unlikely there’s an issue with the Devil’s Army,” Bai Wei murmured softly, as if speaking to himself, or to someone who wasn’t there. “And from her reaction just now, it doesn’t seem like she’s aware of any issue with me. So there’s only one possibility… Gerard?”

“According to the Skeleton Corps’ report, she met with Gerard this afternoon; did she also notice something different about Gerard?”

“That is to say, something else has appeared inside Gerard’s body… like you are with me?”

“But if that’s the case, shouldn’t he be getting closer to me?”

No one could answer Bai Wei; only the echo of his own voice filled the empty archive room.

Ultimately, Bai Wei narrowed his eyes.

Too uncontrollable, can’t leave it be.

With this thought, Bai Wei pulled out an application form from within his clothes.

It was the application submitted by the Skeleton Corps in the afternoon to upgrade a Wanted Notice. By signing his name, the Wanted Notice would move from First Level to Second Level.

“You should be able to hear me,” Bai Wei said calmly as he took out a pen. “Let’s make a deal, Ian.”

“Do you want it to be the life of your sister, or…” Bai Wei again hovered the pen tip above the application, then slightly curved the corners of his mouth, “the life of your foster father?”

…

In the one or two hours before dawn, it’s often the darkest time of day.

Of course, Lyra City never gets too dark, for there are night lights that stay lit all night along many main roads.

But there wasn’t any,

because this wasn’t Lyra City.

With a “snap,”

a beam of light hit the front of a dim little cabin, which had a crooked sign hanging on it, inscribed with the words “Lyra Ministry of Foreign Affairs Archive Room.”

“So there really is such a place,” Bai Wei’s voice echoed in Gerard’s mind, “It seems you’ve come to the right place.”

Gerard didn’t speak, but tiptoed towards the archive room, although he didn’t feel the presence of any living people, he still decided to be cautious.

Yes, they were now outside of Lyra City, in that department that was about to be forgotten—the Lyra Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Originally, Bai Wei had wanted to find a place that bore the history of Lyra, such as a library or an archive room, just like when he took Ulu to rummage through the library in Somo City.

But Gerard thought of this place, because it reminded him of what Kude had told him one night.

Many things inside Lyra City had quietly changed, to the point where even the image of the Lyra God had been forgotten by most.

Therefore, it was hard to say whether they could find what they were looking for in the archive room or the library; Gerard didn’t believe the New Chaser Association hadn’t purged those records.

But this place was different, Kude had remembered many forgotten things right here, meaning that the people of the New Chaser Association had also forgotten Lyra had a place that remained unchanged.

Could this be considered the last sanctuary?

Gerard didn’t know, he simply walked up to the archive room and broke the door lock without much effort.

As for the lock-picking behavior in defiance of the rules, he had grown increasingly adept at it, to the point where it no longer burdened his conscience, and he simply entered.

Then, a foul smell assaulted his nostrils.

Clearly, this archive room had not been entered for a long time, not even Kude a few days prior, because entering required procedures, and Kude at that time was unable to enter, but Gerard was different.

Holding a spotlight in his hands, Gerard illuminated the dusty room, examining the long-untouched books and… the metal and Holy Light intertwined portrait of the Lyra God hanging on the wall.

“It indeed seems to be unaffected here,” Bai Wei’s voice sounded again, “Well, have you remembered anything?”

“There are some things,” Gerard looked at the image of the Lyra God in the painting, his expression complex. He remembered many years ago, the image of the Lyra God was imprinted on every publication, on every landmark building; anytime the people of Lyra passed by, they would tread lightly or stop to pay respects. But now, His image had been forgotten by them, “Only in this kind of place can He be seen again.”

“Don’t rush,” Bai Wei said, “After death, you’ll meet His true form.”

Gerard shook his head and said, “In Lyra, there is no belief that one can see the Lord after death.”

“You misunderstand,” Bai Wei drawled, “What I mean is, your Lord is not far from death. With things going the way they are, it won’t be long before He goes to the Underworld. Then, you can see Him after death.”

Gerard: “…”

Such irreverent words, in the past, Gerard would never have let them go unchallenged.

But now… Let it be.

Gerard acted as though he hadn’t heard and then began sifting through the archive room.

The records here were mostly related to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, such as trivial archives detailing how many horses were used for each visit or how much was brought back.

The reason Gerard chose to come here was to find something that every Church possessed.

Just like the “Rhein Covenant” in Rhein, here in Lyra, it’s called the “Lyra Revelation.”

It’s supposed to be standard issue for all believers, but the people of Lyra had forgotten it.

Fortunately, Gerard quickly found a wrinkled book, which hadn’t been opened for who-knows-how-long.

After dusting it off, Gerard opened the book.

And the first sentence on the title page unraveled one of Bai Wei’s doubts.

“Lyra brought the Divine Country to the human world.”

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