Do I Still Have to Ignite the Flame?
17: Chapter 17 — Castorice: I Took a Nap and the World Is Already Being Re-Created?
Do I Still Have to Ignite the Flame?
Castorice was completely dumbfounded.
She could only stare blankly at the group of little Tribios chattering away.
Wasn’t it said that they had to gather all twelve Flame Seeds before they could Re-Create the World?
How come Lady Tribios took a nap and suddenly started resurrecting the dead?
Then do I still have to go on the journey to ignite the flame?
Aglaea’s fingers moved rapidly, sending strands of golden thread shooting in every direction until they covered the entire Hero’s Bath.
“Unless Lucian is a demigod, there is absolutely no way he could pull two demigods into an illusion at the same time.” Aglaea had no choice but to be cautious, and no choice but to remain suspicious.
What she carried upon her shoulders was the future of all the Chrysos Heirs and the fate of all Amphoreus.
She could not afford even the slightest negligence.
Yet she found nothing.
Every strand of golden thread told her that everything was normal.
“It’s Tisong, Tixuan, Tixiao…
They’re all alive again!” Trianne shouted excitedly.
Tribbie also widened her eyes, unable to believe what she was seeing.
Trinnon softly went, “Oh~,” expressing her surprise.
Soon, a red-haired figure emerged from behind the door, surrounded by a crowd of little Tribios.
She was a tall, beautiful red-haired woman, dignified, elegant, and graceful.
Tribbie: “Mom?” Trianne: “It’s Mom!!” Trinnon: “Mom is back.” The three little ones immediately ran toward Mortis.
Aglaea hesitated over whether she should stop them.
After all, the situation was extremely strange, and it was impossible to determine whether it was safe.
But she couldn’t bear to prevent a mother and daughter from reuniting.
As the three little Tribios ran, glowing green specks of light began to radiate from their bodies.
A vigorous vitality burst forth, causing the surrounding plants to grow rapidly.
The other little Tribios were the same.
The glowing particles gradually gathered, enveloping each little Tribios and turning them into balls of light.
Finally, the balls of light merged into one large mass before exploding into countless specks of light.
The figures of the one thousand little Tribios disappeared.
In their place stood a tall young woman with long, flowing hair and an elegant figure.
“Mother, the dream was real…
Big Brother Lucian was real too…” Tribios tightly embraced Mortis.
The instant she returned to her original form, countless memories also pieced themselves back together.
And the Abundance power within her was undeniable proof.
The scene left Aglaea and Castorice completely stunned.
They had never seen Tribios’s original form.
They had only seen a few portraits of her in historical records.
Now, seeing one thousand Tribbies merge with their own eyes and witnessing that demigod from a thousand years ago manifest once more—how could they not be shocked?
“Could it be that this isn’t an illusion…
but a method used by the Death Titan?” Aglaea muttered to herself, her mind racing.
She went through everything she had learned since childhood, yet still couldn’t find an answer.
Instead, she suddenly remembered a certain Earth Beast dressed in luxurious clothing.
That dangerous individual who had attempted to use alchemy to resurrect the dead.
“Or could Lucian actually be a master alchemist?
Has he already reached the level where he can resurrect the dead?” “If that Earth Beast found out about this, wouldn’t he turn the world upside down searching for Lucian?” When the dark doorway disappeared, everything around them returned to calm.
Only Aglaea, Castorice, Mortis, and Tribios remained in the bath.
“Master…” Aglaea tentatively called out.
Tribios looked at her and smiled.
“Aya, you’ve worked hard all these years.” As she spoke, she walked over and gently embraced Aglaea.
“What year is it now?” Mortis looked toward Castorice and asked softly.
Castorice knew that this was Tribios’s mother, so she became somewhat restrained.
“My lady, it is currently Year 4929 of the Light Calendar.” “It’s been that long already.” Mortis gently nodded, organizing the information in her mind.
She had two sets of memories.
One ended in Year 3750, when she fell from the cliff.
The other ended in Year 3761, the day her lover left her.
“Could it be that I died from excessive grief on the day Lucian left?” She couldn’t figure it out no matter how hard she tried.
Tribios, on the other hand, knew everything because Tribbie had survived until the present.
Unfortunately, Tribios’s other set of memories also ended in Year 3761—the day Lucian left.
Neither mother nor daughter could figure out the mystery.
Perhaps they had been so overwhelmed with grief that they both cried themselves to death?
Otherwise, how could they have no memories of what happened afterward?
There was, however, one thing they could confirm: Lucian had definitely existed.
The Abundance Blessing they possessed was proof.
“Master, could you tell us about your dream?” Aglaea asked.
Tribios didn’t hide anything and recounted the story of herself and Lucian.
Including Aeons, Emanators, and Abundance.
“If that’s the case, then Lucian will be an important ally on the journey to ignite the flame.
I think we absolutely have to find him.” After hearing the story, Aglaea immediately made her decision.
Someone that powerful could certainly influence the course of the battle.
If an Emanator of Abundance like that joined them, wouldn’t they be able to slaughter their way through everything?
Whichever Flame Seed they wanted, they could simply take it.
What could the Senate possibly do against the power of the Butcher?
Castorice also raised her hand in agreement.
“Just now, I sensed the aura of Thanatos behind that door.
Perhaps Lucian knows where the Death Titan is.
We should find that lord.” “That won’t be easy, you two.
Big Brother Lucian left this world.
We don’t know when he’ll return.
Even I have no way to contact him.” Tribios looked lonely, and the longing in her eyes was impossible to miss.
Mortis was relatively fine.
Her memories were limited, so she felt as though she had only parted with Lucian yesterday.
Tribios was different.
She had been separated from him for a thousand years.
“Regardless, the fact that my master has regained her power is something worth celebrating.” Aglaea planned to inform everyone that the demigod of the Pathway had returned.
Meanwhile.
Divine Insight Tree Court Anaxa was secretly flipping through ancient books inside the archives.
He was searching for records concerning alchemy.
Human-body alchemy was forbidden here, so he could only conduct his research in secret.
“Balance Month, Year 3761.
The divine envoy Lucian executed tens of thousands of nobles, giving commoners the opportunity to receive an education.
I personally witnessed the Saint being beheaded, only for Lord Divine Envoy to reconnect her head, allowing her to continue moving about as lively as ever.
The divine envoy’s power to reverse life and death inspired me, leading me to establish the path of alchemy.
Unfortunately, it ultimately cannot compare to that lord’s divine power.” “Heh.
If he really was that capable, then the name Lucian should be known by everyone.
How come I’ve never even heard of him?” Anaxa searched through many more ancient books, but he never found the name “Lucian” again.
Thus, he concluded that Lucian was merely a fictional legendary figure who had been excessively mythologized.
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