After the two protagonists walked away, Johnny could no longer suppress his curiosity and asked Gyro, “Do you believe what he said?”
Gyro replied in a tone of absolute certainty, “Some of what he said is true, but there are more lies.”
“Will he be our enemy?”
Gyro shook his head and replied, “It’s impossible to be sure right now, but The President is his enemy too.
Our goals are different from his.”
He couldn’t figure this person out.
Lucian knew too much; it was impossible that the Saint had told him everything.
Therefore, this must be his Stand ability.
“What exactly is his purpose in making us bring this rabbit along?” Johnny was very distrustful of Lucian.
“I don’t know, but he probably wasn’t lying about the Saint’s Corpse part being here.
Perhaps it has to do with his Stand ability.”
As they spoke, several mushrooms resting on their horses fell into the forest spring due to the jolting.
These were ones Gyro had picked in the forest earlier, intending to stew them in a pot when it was time to cook.
Suddenly, a short figure wearing a hat appeared, then quickly disappeared back into the forest.
The two immediately became alert; the sudden appearance of a figure in such a desolate mountain forest made them somewhat worried.
Especially since Lucian had told them earlier that the corpse part was right here.
Gyro reached for the Steel Ball at his waist, but unexpectedly, it slipped from his hand and also fell into the spring.
This made Gyro feel even more flustered.
Everything here was wrong.
The two hurriedly rushed in the direction where the figure had disappeared.
Beside a large tree, the two finally saw clearly that the figure from before was a little girl.
Johnny wanted to go up and talk to her, but Gyro stopped him.
Instead, the little girl took out a piece of gold and a diamond the size of a pigeon’s egg and asked, “Is it this piece of gold or this diamond that you dropped into the water?”
Everyone had heard the legend of the River God.
The two exchanged a glance and immediately realized that this girl must be the guardian of the corpse.
Combining this with the fact that Lucian had them make a lucky rabbit’s foot earlier, Gyro felt that the Saint’s legs might be here.
He deliberated before answering, “What I dropped into the river was a Steel Ball.”
She added, “This is a reward for your honesty.”
Johnny, however, felt that this test was a bit too simple.
However, Gyro had other thoughts; he threw more items into the spring, including the left leg of a rabbit.
Then he successfully harvested a large pile of wealth and the Saint’s right hand.
From then on, he seemed to be inspired and dismantled the rabbit into pieces, throwing them one by one into the spring.
He then obtained a pair of Saint’s ears and many pieces of game.
The rest of the corpse did not appear.
Gyro was lost in thought; were these the only corpse parts here?
This location didn’t seem hard to find, so why hadn’t Lucian come to take the corpse?
What exactly was he planning?
Sugar Mountain warned the two, “You must use up everything you have obtained before the sun sets.”
Johnny wanted to return all the wealth he had obtained to the little girl, but she refused and explained the rules to the two of them again.
You must use up everything obtained this time before the sun sets, and these things cannot be given to others.
Otherwise, it would be their turn to join the queue.
Only then did the two see many human faces on the side of the tree.
These faces must have all been living people before.
This test might be harder than they thought.
The two left with the wealth they had obtained.
Shortly after the two left, Lucian also arrived at the large tree where Sugar Mountain lived.
He had been following behind the two, so there wasn’t much of a time difference.
He carefully examined the large tree for a while, then prepared to leave.
He had no intention of throwing anything into the spring.
God knows what kind of trap was inside.
At this moment, the little girl Sugar Mountain appeared from the treehouse where she lived.
She just stared fixedly at Lucian with her blind eyes without saying a word.
Seeing this, Lucian said to her with a smile, “Everything here is about to end.”
Sugar Mountain looked at Lucian with a strange expression and replied, “The chosen ones will bring all of this to an end, and you will have the honor of witnessing it.” Perhaps it was the Saint himself speaking at this moment.
“Am I only able to witness it?” Lucian couldn’t help but mutter to himself.
Lucian knew that in this world, the corpse had its own will, and his own power was also triggered by the corpse.
“Shouldn’t my existence be the only exception?” His own existence must have already had an impact on this world.
Sugar Mountain did not answer this question but turned and went back behind the tree, looking at the human faces growing on the side of the large tree.
Her hollow, blind eyes seemed to be able to see everything here.
Lucian followed behind her and also came to the side of the large tree.
Looking at the faces on the tree trunk, he asked, “Do you think the two of them can break the shackles here?”
“The existence of everyone here is for them.” Sugar Mountain’s tone was without the slightest ripple.
“This tree must be hundreds of years old; when did everything first begin?”
“God saw all of this many years ago, and you cannot change it either.”
“So everything happening now was planned by the Saint many years ago?
Do you think a script that truly follows the Saint’s expectations would satisfy God?
Or is it that the Saint just built a stage?”
“No one can determine human destiny.
All choices are made by oneself.”
“Really?” Lucian didn’t believe this rhetoric at all; in Jojo, fate is predetermined.
Sugar Mountain did not answer Lucian’s words again.
This person’s existence was like a Go piece on a chessboard.
It wouldn’t have any effect, yet it was exceptionally conspicuous.
Since fate had him participate in it, there must be a meaning to his existence.
Lucian looked at the little girl and continued, “You must have been here for over 50 years, right?
You haven’t grown at all.
What will happen to you and these people on the tree after the two of them complete their so-called mission?
Has time really left no mark on you?”
“I have already understood the mission that God has imposed on us, and today the mission of us people here is about to be completed.” Sugar Mountain ignored the horror in Lucian’s words.
Lucian couldn’t help but sigh, “This story is truly cruel.”
“You should leave.
If you really want to participate, why don’t you hurry and catch up with the two of them?
You should understand the rules here.” Sugar Mountain ignored Lucian’s sigh.
“So I can’t change the outcome of this story, right?”