“What did the Saint tell you?
And why did you appear at the starting point of the race?” Gyro asked, wondering if the people in the Vatican knew about this Easterner.
Hot Pants was clearly sent by the Vatican, yet she didn’t seem to know of Lucian’s existence.
“The Saint told me that as long as I follow the path of the race, I can witness the miracles he manifests.
However, since my horsemanship is poor, I set off by train.”
Gyro glanced at Johnny.
The two of them had already seen miracles caused by the corpse many times on their journey.
However, he felt that the words of the Easterner before him were full of lies.
It was his intuition.
Although Lucian put on a fanatical expression, he could tell that Lucian wasn’t truly devout.
After all, who goes on a pilgrimage by train?
Johnny thought for a moment and asked, “I have also obtained a part of the corpse, but I’ve only heard a few brief revelations.
Why are you able to hear so many?” He recalled that the Saint seemed to have only spoken a single sentence to him.
“Perhaps it’s because your heart is firm, while mine is lost.
The Saint always guides those who are lost.”
“So you came specifically to witness the Saint’s miracles?” Johnny looked at Lucian’s facial expression suspiciously, trying to find evidence that he was lying.
“No, I am here to obtain another part of the Saint’s Corpse.
I pray that the Saint can give me more guidance.”
Lucian stated his goal frankly.
The two of them shouldn’t desperately try to seize the Saint’s Corpse from others; after all, they knew that Diego also possessed an eyeball.
“So, have you found any clues?” Gyro asked casually, not really expecting Lucian to answer.
“Of course.
There is a part of the Saint’s Corpse nearby, which is why I’ve been searching here.
However, if you two find it, I won’t fight you for it.
The corpse chooses its own master.
Whoever gets it, it is God’s will.”
Lucian shared some information with the two, while simultaneously establishing an image of someone who follows God’s will.
The two were surprised that Lucian actually told them all the information he knew.
Johnny spoke solemnly, “Even if you tell me this, I won’t give the corpse part back to you if I find it.”
“Of course, the corpse naturally belongs to whoever finds it.” Lucian seemed very open-minded about it, but he simply knew that whoever found the corpse part wouldn’t be able to keep it.
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It didn’t matter who found it first.
Gyro thought for a moment and asked, “Do you know how many parts of the Saint’s Corpse the person who attacked you has found?”
He had only heard from Lucy Steel that The President had the Saint’s heart.
He didn’t know the exact details now.
They weren’t the only ones searching; Hot Pants and Diego were also looking for the corpse.
Seeing Lucian at this moment made Gyro realize that there might be others searching for the corpse as well.
Lucian wasn’t sure how far along The President’s search was either.
He remembered that in the manga, the legs were obtained by a Stand User he sent.
So he shook his head at the two and said, “I don’t know.
The Saint didn’t tell me those things.”
“Do you really think the Saint chose you?” Johnny was curious about this.
“I believe so.”
While they were talking, the fire caused by Soundman’s Stand ability began to gradually die out.
The smell of smoke also gradually dissipated, and the surroundings became silent once again.
A rabbit appeared near the three, seemingly avoiding something.
Upon seeing it, Johnny immediately manifested his Stand, and a nail shot successfully hit the unlucky rabbit.
His action might have been to show off their combat power to Lucian.
Watching his actions, Lucian felt that there might be the pull of fate at work here.
With this rabbit, he might be able to exchange for the Saint’s ears and right arm.
Gyro jumped down from his horse, walked forward to pick up the hit rabbit, and then waved it at Lucian, saying, “A very fat rabbit.
It’ll definitely make a full pot of stew.
Consider it payback for that cup of coffee.”
“You can use it to make a lucky rabbit’s foot.
A rabbit’s foot will surely bring you luck.
So, you should keep this rabbit for yourselves.” Lucian thought of the Saint’s right arm and refused the suggestion.
Although the rabbit’s appearance here was an act of misfortune itself—or rather, it had been drawn here by the threads of fate.
Gyro seemed to sense something from this.
“It seems the Saint really did tell you a lot of things.
“Believe me, luck is the most important thing on this journey, so don’t give your luck away to others.” Lucian thought of Pocoloco, who was solely focused on the race and would be the final winner.
It was as if the Goddess of Luck were sitting on the back of his horse.
After saying that, Lucian glanced at the back of Gyro’s horse.
Was his death in the manga because he had given his luck to others?
Just as he had said himself…
Gyro followed Lucian’s gaze to the back of his horse and said jokingly, “Do you believe it?
The Goddess of Luck is sitting right behind me on my horse.”
“I believe it.”
This instead left Gyro unsure of how to respond; normally, no one would answer that way.
“Do you want to travel with us?” Johnny invited Lucian after seeing Gyro’s awkwardness.
He was still very concerned about the Saint’s Corpse part on Lucian.
Although he wouldn’t try to seize it now, he still hoped Lucian would stay by their side.
“You still have to participate in the Steel Ball Run, right?
Actually, my horsemanship isn’t very good.
If I follow you, I’ll definitely slow you down.
You both have reasons why you must win, so just let me walk slowly behind.
I’ll take the train again later.”
Lucian declined the invitation to travel together.
Without the fate of a protagonist, something would definitely go wrong if he stayed with these two.
Gyro waved his hand at Lucian.
“Then we’ll be going first.
I hope we can meet again somewhere.
When I become the champion, I’ll buy you a drink in New York.
You’ll definitely be there by then, right?”
“Fate will always bring us together again, and it won’t be long.
I’m afraid we’ll meet before the finish line.”
Johnny also waved at Lucian, and the two then departed along the road.
Lucian also gathered all his things, then mounted his horse and followed slowly behind them.
The moment the rabbit suddenly burst in, Lucian was certain that the two of them would inevitably find Sugar Mountain.
This was the mission the Saint had given them.