Lift your foot and follow....
The people stood in the empty prayer hall, inhaling the hot air that had been baked by high temperatures, with pupils rippling as they reflected a young man not far away, who had his back turned, holding a book and dressed as a priest, appreciating the church murals. Mimicking the old cleric of the church, he, with Haseki Dorou and Pakunoda, lightly touched their foreheads and chests, clasped their hands together, and greeted Roy:
"Kuroro/Haseki/Pakunoda, have met Father, may the glory of the Lord bless you with good health and free of worries..."
"Hohoho...."
A light laugh swept away the remaining heat...
Roy turned around, accompanied by the expressionless Haseki Dorou, who glanced at them and smilingly said, "I am not Daniel Laurent, and my faith is not in Allah, do not mistake this in the future."
Daniel Laurent, he knows the old cleric?!
Kuroro and the others paused, carefully observing Roy's attire, noticing the sun pendant on his chest which reflected light arcs, clearly not a cross... they were unsure what to make of it.
Promoting another faith in front of a priest is akin to cheating with a lover on one's wedding night in front of their spouse... it's a desecration to 'God', a disrespect to 'Faith'.
"Young master, should we kill them all then?" Haseki Dorou, still somewhat radiating killing intent, suddenly made Roy feel like he was seeing Wutong's shadow.
"Ignorance is no crime," Roy gently patted the young man's shoulder, kindly looked at Kuroro and the others, smiled and said, "No need to be nervous, I know you bear no ill will, so no explanation is needed. If hungry three days from now, you can come to me for a meal."
"Free?" Haseki cautiously asked.
Roy: "Free."
"Can we leave now?"
"As you wish."
Pakunoda quietly tugged on Kuroro, while beside him, Haseki frantically gave him meaningful looks.
Kuroro, without saying a word, bowed his head and said, "Sorry for the rash intrusion, please ask your god to pardon me."
"It's always watching you, if you have sinned, it will know."
"May I ask what it is?"
Kuroro, Haseki, Pakunoda followed Roy's gesture and looked up to see a dazzling sun freely casting its rays, bathing the earth, lost in thought until Roy said:
"My lord is the sun."
Kuroro, Haseki, Pakunoda were all startled, and coming to their senses, suddenly found themselves, unbeknownst to them, gently swept by a breeze and sent flying out by the young priest.
Goodbye....
The church's main door closed with a creaking sound,
Leaving the three of them staring at the closed door, exchanging glances for a long time, speechless.
"Shall we go?" Haseki asked.
"Shall we go?" Pakunoda lightly tugged Kuroro's sleeve.
The young man, at this time still sporting a child's haircut, had not slicked it back into a grown-up's style yet, spoke through the door suddenly: "Priest, you killed the seventh elder, the Council of Elders will surely find out, beware of trouble."
From within the door floated out a serene voice saying: "Praise the sun."
As if everything was said, yet nothing at all, like a breeze destined to sweep away all the noise, meanwhile...
Leaving the young priest isolating the two youths on either side of the door into two separate worlds.
"Kuroro...."
Haseki, Pakunoda looked over....
Quietly facing the door for a moment, the youth finally said: "Let's go."
The result, as expected....
Three had just left street number four, entering street number three, only to be ushered back to the residence of the false holier-than-thou Berus Raymond, ten elders in Meteor Street.
Meanwhile, the turmoil stirred at the grey-white chapel, without Roy's explicit suppression, eventually did spread out....
In this abandoned corner of the world, each district and street were abuzz with rumors....
Western district, first street, Allah's Church.
Miss Lianzi, face covered with a veil obscuring her delicate features underneath, upon hearing the news, immediately relayed it to the old cleric Daniel Laurent.
Following the human traffickers, Meteor Street suddenly spawned another missionary, seemingly with different beliefs, Lianzi was curious what Daniel Laurent's attitude might be.
Yet,
"I am old, and will have no attitude."
Daniel Laurent, moving a small stool, leaned against the middle courtyard pillar, basking leisurely in the sun, eyes not lifting, said: "Whether good or bad, who to believe, and who not, it's other's freedom... Lianzi ah, after I die, if you still want to seek refuge, that youth might be a good destination."
"He wouldn't take me."
"I am no match for him."
Lianzi, alluring figure reclining against the doorframe, delicately playing with a strand of hair falling by her ear said: "He killed Bolton, Ilya, those two are no ordinary background, this Meteor Street... won't be peaceful for a while."
"Hohoho..." The old cleric indifferently opened his eyes, catching a glimpse of the sun through scattered clouds, for a moment, addressing the woman said: "Lianzi, you know what the elderly desire most?"
"What?"
The old man opened his skinny right hand, letting sunlight beam through the clouds and warm it, said: "What they desire most is that bit of sunshine. You ah~ go busy yourself, don't disturb this old man sunbathing..."
Lianzi: "...."
Fine... wait until you're dead, I will throw your corpse to the wilderness, allow you to bask in the sun to your fill....
Stomping her little foot, the woman swayed her hips, gracefully departed....
Perhaps she thought the old man resented her, in truth he genuinely loved sunbathing, just like some are naturally averse to the sun, yet eagerly wish to walk under it, willing to spend a thousand years finding the blue spider lily, to try curing their 'strange illness', longing to become a 'perfect creature'!
"Kibutsuji Muzan has hidden away, including the Upper Moons, recently they have restrained a lot..."
On Kukuroo Mountain, residence of the Zoldyck Family in Republic of Padokea.
At four-thirty in the morning.
Roy (main body) disengaged from Demon Slayer World, traversed the rainbow dream tunnel back to reality... capturing the message delivered by Kasugai Crow under Ubuyashiki Kagaya's orders, he still underestimated the other's profound grasp on cowardice.
Undoubtedly, he's using a method tried on Yoriichi, trying to outlive him using the lengthy lifespan of 'demons', only waiting for him to die, then re-emerge.
Yet... can a certain demon truly resist the temptation of becoming a 'perfect creature', walking beneath the sun?
Roy clearly remembered, the last ingredient Muzan sought, searched for nearly a thousand years... the blue spider lily, blossomed near his home, precisely according to... the Kamado Family's ancestral cabin, deep in those mountains... once buried Yoriichi's wife —
"Poem" and their baby in swaddling clothes in front of their grave.
If he is determined not to come out, Roy immediately decided to capture a demon in front of him, let him watch open-eyed as... the flower field burns, dreams shattered, what kind of despair it would be!
A smirk appeared at the corners of his mouth....
Thinking of home, thinking of the cabin, thinking of Tanjuro, Tanjiro, mother Kie, siblings, and grandmother... being away almost two years... it's time for him to go back and visit....
But before that, he must acquire the "Anti-Conjuration" technique first!
If the agreement with Ging is nearing the month timeline... there's Ging as the old saying goes,
Roy flipped himself off the bed, after finishing a run, took a quick shower, sat at the table, awaiting breakfast.
Then heard Wutong pushed a dining cart, reporting good news——
"Young master, they sent a message, on the day after tomorrow at noon, meeting at Vybis, west coast of Urubian continent."
The young butler pushed the glasses on his nose bridge, deep voice said: "According to what they said, near Vybis, in a seabed ruin approximately 300 miles from the coast, they discovered a suspected 'Chimera'!"
Originating from the 'Dark Continent', the Chimera moves on the edge of 'illusion' and 'reality', often drifting in 'real illusions' and 'illusory reality', and is currently the only known existence with 'Anti-Conjuration' capability, warranting Roy's wait of nearly a month, finally revealing a trace!
The young man scooped a spoonful of egg custard into his mouth, faintly said: "Not only this."
"Indeed. Young master insightful." Wutong squinted his eyes and said: "She asked the young master to prepare early and... orchestrate a jailbreak!"
As expected!
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