After Sugar Mountain issued the eviction order, Lucian sensibly left the place; this person who looked like a little girl was at least sixty years old.
The final question naturally did not get an answer.
Since fate is fixed, can I obtain more benefits from this predetermined fate?
I am afraid that with my current strength, I don’t even have the qualifications to touch the complete Saint’s Corpse; it seems there is a setting that people with selfish desires cannot pick up the complete Saint’s Corpse.
As his thoughts wandered, he couldn’t help but think of that terrifying name.
Fortunately, in this era, Toru has not been born yet.
Calamity does not yet have a spokesperson at this time.
Naturally, calamity won’t actively seek him out just because he thought about Wonder of U.
Then, do I have a chance to get my hands on the Locacaca fruit?
Lucian barely remembers that the Locacaca fruit seems to have been discovered on New Guinea island originally.
The pity is that he isn’t actually very familiar with Part 8.
He just simply and roughly read through it once.
After finishing the matters here, perhaps he can go look for it.
He also doesn’t know what the door in his mind that needs charging does; according to Lucian’s analysis, this door should be able to travel to other worlds.
Lucian’s mind was filled with various wild thoughts as his horse slowly moved along the road, and the trees on both sides began to decrease.
Large areas of farmland began to appear.
Not far ahead, a group of people were surrounding a piece of land, measuring something.
Among them, someone was wailing loudly.
Lucian felt curious and went over; if there is a spectacle to watch, naturally he has to join in.
A farmer was regretting his previous transaction deeply; a gold mine had actually been discovered in the land he had just traded away today.
The people around listened to his constant regret—he had so much wasteland, yet he had casually traded away the only piece with a gold mine.
Lucian, mingling in the crowd, listened with great interest.
The others were also very happy.
For them, this kind of thing was a great source of amusement.
Behind the onlookers, a team of eleven people rode their horses in unison, galloping towards the town.
They did not see Lucian, who was mixed in the crowd.
It is also possible that their target was only Johnny and Gyro.
The President must have assigned different tasks to different people.
A knowledgeable villager sighed, “This team is full of skilled hands.
When I participated in the war, I definitely wouldn’t have wanted to meet such opponents.”
Although these eleven people were jokingly called ‘The Eleven Who Give It Away’, in reality, their combat power was not bad.
After these people had been gone for a long time, Lucian finally set off slowly.
After traveling for a short time more, a town appeared in the distance.
Lucian glanced at the sun; at this position, it was probably around three in the afternoon.
There was still a long time before sunset.
Sitting at the entrance of the town, Lucian thought about how he must have already been drawn into this conflict when he obtained the saints spine; could his appearance affect the fate of others?
He wondered if Soundman could safely return to his homeland to save his family.
If he could survive, it meant that his own existence could influence the fate of others to a certain extent.
Perhaps it was because he wasn’t a main character?
Whether he survived or not did not affect the ripples of fate.
At this moment, the door in his mind had not been fully lit up, so he could not do things that were too out of line.
In this world, the power of fate was the most terrifying thing.
After resting at the town entrance for an hour, suddenly, he could hear intense gunfire inside the town; a conflict had broken out.
Listening to the dense gunfire in the town, Lucian realized that the struggle for the hands and ears of the Saint must be intense right now.
Gyro and Johnny would definitely win, because fate was standing on their side at this moment.
And Johnny, having undergone the trial of the heart, suddenly understood a little why that Easterner had told him to bring the rabbit and told him that luck was the most important thing.
He had known many things in advance but hadn’t told him.
Gyro gradually recovered from the plant state.
The remaining person from the eleven men ran frantically on horseback towards the exit of the town.
When he ran out of the town and had just breathed a sigh of relief, a strange figure appeared and knocked his horse down with one punch.
Lucian, who had been waiting at the entrance early on, was waiting for his appearance.
As soon as he saw the enemy, Lucian immediately activated his Stand to attack.
The horse fell sideways to the ground, and the enemy was thrown violently to the side.
However, Lucian would not give him that chance; he stepped forward quickly, raised his pistol at the enemy who had fallen to the ground, and fired several shots in succession, killing the enemy before him.
The door in his mind gained more charge.
Only then did he walk forward and take the Saint’s ears and right hand he was holding into his own hands.
The moment he obtained the corpse parts, they merged into his body through the hand that touched them.
There was no left hand; it seemed the left hand of the corpse was still in Johnny’s hands.
As the corpse parts merged into his body, light appeared on the door in his mind for a moment.
Lucian had an intuition that by killing one more Stand User or finding one more corpse part, the charging of the door in his mind would be completed.
The corpse parts must have been what Johnny had traded to him earlier; this was also Lucian’s main consideration for not going to Sugar Mountain himself to take the corpse part.
To gain, one must inevitably lose.
Waiting for the hare to strike the tree was the most hopeful way to seize the corpse part.
Then, Lucian crouched beside the corpse and began to check if he was carrying any information on him; perhaps he had orders from The President on him.
Finding some money would also make the upcoming journey easier.
Looting the corpse was a very important process.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded behind him, and at the same time, a revolver was pointed at Lucian’s back.
“Sir, please put down the gun in your hand, and then turn around slowly.
Don’t be too fast.
Otherwise, I might shoot.”
Lucian slowly placed the pistol in his hand on the ground; his Stand suddenly appeared, hardened the cloak on his back, and then punched the gun pointed at him away.
Only then did Lucian see through his Stand that the person who had come was actually the cowboy Mountain Tim.
Because Lucian had taken the saints spine in advance and had killed Blackmore in advance, he was able to live safely until here.
If he had reached this location, The President should not be far from here either.
Fate would continuously gather these people in the net together; the more they struggled, the faster this process would be.
Only the legs and torso of the Saint’s Corpse remained to be found.
However, the location of the legs was not far from here.
After all the parts were found, they would inevitably gather together under the power of fate.
This was an inevitable process.
In Mountain Tim’s eyes, Lucian was a murderous robber who had just killed a traveler coming out of the town and was now robbing him of his belongings.
And as a person with a strong sense of justice, he could not allow this kind of thing to happen.