After telling Angor the story behind the parchment, Cissia summoned Dorcas' "ticket" — the Cane of Holy Light.
"As for this staff …" Cisia frowned slightly. "The emotions contained in it are the most complicated among the treasures your teammates handed in."
"The kindness that I'm determined to repay, the friendship that I'm determined to protect, the love that I can't wait for, the heartlessness that I don't care about, the parting feelings that are hard to meet, and the lovesickness that I'm waiting for …
"How many people are involved in the story?" Angor was a little confused.
"Four. If you count the creator, it's the story of five people."
Angor didn't know what to say.
Angor thought he could already imagine a melodramatic drama if the staff only told the story of two people. But it turned out to be five people … Wait, five people? That's even more melodramatic.
Angor considered. "Which part of the five people's emotions does Dorcas belong to? Dorcas is the one who handed this treasure to you. "
According to Angor's theory, Dorcas belonged to "love" and "lovesickness". After all, he was the one who kept the cane, so it was normal for him to feel lovesickness.
But if that was the case, then Dorcas' carefree attitude was just an act? Dorcas must be reluctant to give up the cane. After all … he loved it.
However, before Angor's idea could take shape, Sisya poured a bucket of cold water on it.
"Dorcas doesn't play a big part in these emotions. It's friendship, right?"
"Friendship that he insists on protecting?"
Cissia nodded. "Yes."
"So if he used the cane to exchange for the ticket, does that mean his" persistence "also disappeared?"
Cissia looked at Angor. "Why do you think giving away the cane doesn't count as protection? Don't be limited by your thinking. Sometimes, giving up is also a choice. As for your teammate, he chose to keep the cane, and now he chose to give it up. Maybe he saw it as a way to protect his friend. "
Angor thought about it and agreed with Cissia. He had always been too simple-minded and superficial when it came to such emotional issues. In fact, no matter what kind of emotion it was, it was very complicated. Just like human emotions, it was always fluctuating.
What you thought might not be what you thought. What you denied might be the truth.
The human heart was unpredictable, and so were their emotions.
"I'm not too sure about the specific story behind this cane, but it should be very complicated." After Sisya finished speaking, she muttered softly: "I actually don't like these kinds of complicated treasures, if I immerse myself in them, I will also feel conflicted. But this kind of treasure is the best way to pass the time. If you look at the story from a different perspective, you will have different feelings. "
"Even if I don't like this kind of treasure, compared to your two gold coins, I'd rather choose this kind of treasure."
Did the two gold coins he gave out become Sisia's measure? Every one of them had to be compared.
Sisya took one last look at the cane with a complicated expression, and then threw it into the mist.
The last treasure flew out of the fog. It was a stone slab.
It was the stone slab that contained the Black Earl's nose.
He didn't really care about the treasure itself, but he wanted to know more about the Dark Count and what he talked about with Sisya.
"This stone slab is the vessel of the Black Earl's nose clone that you mentioned." Sisya didn't hold the stone slab in her hand. Instead, she let it float in the air. "The stone slab carried the Black Earl's nose clone for about 60 years, and it witnessed some of the emotional changes of the Black Earl's nose.
"However, his emotions were very weak, and he didn't have much meaning. I guess it's kind of a treasure.
"If he didn't say that he's from the Noah Clan, I wouldn't have accepted it."
Angor knew that this was the main topic. He pretended to be surprised and asked, "The Noah Clan is related to the Baiyuan Clan?"
If Angor asked Sisya why she treated the Noah Clan differently, Sisya probably wouldn't answer. But if Angor put the Noah Clan on the same level as the Baiyuan Clan, Sisya would have a better explanation.
As expected, Sisya frowned. "The Noah Clan is just an insignificant wizard clan in Nether City. How can they be related to the Baiyuan Clan?"
"The Noah Clan is now a giant in the southern wizarding region."
"So what?" Sisya humphed. "The southern wizarding region is a place where legends don't exist. Any organization or clan can be considered insignificant ten thousand years ago."
Angor rubbed his chin. "You're right."
"If the Baiyuan Clan isn't related to the Noah Clan, then why are you treating the Black Earl so well, Miss Sisya? Is it because the Noah Clan is now powerful enough to pave the way for the Baiyuan Clan to rise again? "
Angor knew that Sisya didn't have anything to do with the Noah Clan, but that didn't stop him from bringing it up. After meeting with Bobota, Sisya would understand the Baiyuan Clan's current situation. Apart from Angor, the Baiyuan Clan had no other connections. If Sisya really wanted to help the Baiyuan Clan rise again, she would end up like the Baiyuan Clan in the old days — eaten by wolves.
Sisya didn't realize what Angor meant at first. She thought Angor was teasing her because the latter half of his sentence was too serious.
Just as Cissy was about to retort, she suddenly paused. On second thought, Angor seemed to be joking, but there was a real problem hidden under his playful tone.
The Baiyuan Clan couldn't rise again just because they had the Origin Flame and their ancestral altar.
Rising again was a goal and a result. But how could there be a result without a process?
Could Sisya and Bobota, whom he had yet to meet, really accomplish this feat on their own?
Sisya's eyes slowly narrowed. The more she thought about it, the more uncertain her future became.
Angor spoke again, "So you don't want to answer my question, huh? Why are you so quiet all of a sudden? Or are you thinking about how to brush me off? "
Sisya rolled her eyes. "I'm just thinking about something."
Angor gave her a "I see" look. "So this is how you've been doing for the past ten thousand years? Once you think of something, you start to ponder. Once you're deep in thought, you don't know if the sky is dark or if the earth is dark, so time just passes like that?
"If that's the case, I don't mind. But are you going to let Bobota wait until he dies of old age?"
Cisia: "… Little brat, you have a lot of wild ideas, but they're all wrong."
Angor didn't mind at all. "So be it. I don't care if it's right or wrong. I just want to remind you that you should keep those unreachable things in mind. When the day comes, you can think about how to face them. After all, the Baiyuan Clan is blessed by the gods. Maybe they're destined to rise again. It's like how a mountain in the distance looks unreachable, but when you get closer, you realize that there's a staircase leading to the top. "
Of course, Sisya knew that Angor had seen through her plan. Or rather, she was being led astray by Angor.
She didn't like this feeling at all.
"Do you know how annoying you are?" Sisya stared at Angor.
Angor gave her an innocent look. "Did I do something bad? I even arranged a meeting between you and Bobota. "
Sisya remained silent for a moment and humphed. "I'm not going to argue with you. Also, I take back what I said. "
"Oh?"
Cisia said, "Like I said before, nothing lasts forever, and nothing is predestined. Now, I take back the second half of my words. I hope that some things are destined. "
As for what "something" meant, both of them understood each other without saying it out loud.
As Cisia's words fell, her originally gloomy mood dissipated quite a bit. Angor deserved the most credit, but Sisya didn't want to admit that she was affected by a brat, so she quickly changed the topic.
"Back to the topic. You asked me why I gave Count Black special treatment. There's a reason." Sisya pretended that she wanted to have a long talk with Angor.
Angor stayed quiet as well, as if he was giving Sisya face.
"Ten thousand years ago, the Prophet sent me to Nether City. For some reason that I can't explain in detail, I met a friend."
"Can't explain in detail" meant two possible answers. Either it was because of the oath, or it was because of the Prophet's mission.
Angor couldn't tell which one it was. But as long as it didn't affect the overall situation, he didn't want to guess.
"My friend came from a very special family. She came from a very, very good family. She looked like a lofty person, but she was actually a bird trapped in a cage. Everything about her life was arranged for her.
"She longed for freedom and a life outside of the cage.
"Back then, I had a special status in Nether City. Her family didn't object when I befriended her. In fact, they were happy to see us together."
Sisya's eyes slowly lost focus as she talked about her past. "At first, we were always on guard against each other. But something happened, and we became best friends.
"After we became best friends, I learned about her situation. Out of pity, I used an excuse to get her family to agree to let me take her out of the 'cage' and let her relax outside."
"Now that you mention it, I still don't know if I did the right thing."
Angor didn't want to talk, but since Sisya was still lost in her thoughts, he decided to speak up. "Why do you say that?"
"Because she met someone outside," Angor explained.
"So far, the story never mentioned anything about the Noah Clan. So, it's time for the Noah Clan to show up, right? "
Sisya nodded. "Yes. It was a young wizard from the Noah Clan."
"Is the rest of the story about love and hate again?" Angor already knew that Sisya's friend was the warden's daughter, Margret, while the young wizard from the Noah Clan must be Augustine.
"As you have guessed, yes, there is indeed a strange attraction between them. It's just that there is love and entanglement, but there is no resentment. " Sisya continued, "That wizard from the Noah Clan has a mysterious aura about him. He's a strange man whose thoughts and actions are always unpredictable. That's why my friend was attracted to him. "
"So, is it a one-way crush or a two-way relationship?"
Cissy said, "Interesting description. However, neither was the case. You can say it's a two-way crush. "
"It's very rare for my friends to go out, so I became their mouthpiece. My friend liked Noah, but they only met once. She thought Noah only saw her as a friend. But I knew that Noah had fallen in love with my friend at first sight. He wanted me to help him deliver a message. But I also knew that there was an insurmountable obstacle between them. "
"Did you do it?"
Sisilia nodded. "Yes, but every time Noah wrote those love poems, I would inadvertently give him some pointers so that those love poems wouldn't look so explicit."
"Even if they're not explicit, they're still love poems. Can't your friend see it? "
Cisia said, "So what? She wants to escape from the cage, but she also knows that's only her hope. "
"So they keep sending messages to each other?"
Sisilia nodded. "Noah's expression is becoming more and more explicit, but my friend is becoming more and more restrained. But things like feelings are hard to hide, especially when the other party is a sensitive wizard. From my friend's hesitant and lingering strokes, he could also sense my friend's friendship. "
"But they couldn't do anything about it."
"What happened next?"
Sisya shook her head. "I don't know. I only became their messenger for a while. Then I had to make some unavoidable choices. I chose a path that no one expected, and I ended up like this. "
"You turned into a box?"
Sisya nodded. "After that, I slept for many years. When my soul completely merged with the box, my consciousness slowly returned. By then, Nether City was almost destroyed. "
"Have you never heard from Noah and your friend again?"
Sisya asked curiously, "Are you very concerned about their outcome?"
"It's not that I care about what happens to them. Think about it from another perspective. If I tell you a piece of gossip about my friend's ancestor, and you're interested, but I don't tell you the ending, what will you do? "
Cisia said, "… Maybe he'll be so mad that his heart will itch."
"So, do you understand how I feel now?"
"I don't know what happened to them either. I asked the Wise Lord, and he gave me an ambiguous answer. No matter how I asked, the Wise Lord wouldn't tell me. "
"That's about it. I met Noah because of my friend. He's not very talented at writing love poems, but he's a very mysterious person. "
Angor, who helped Augustine write a love poem, thought to himself. His talent for writing love poems wasn't ordinary at all.
"Mysterious?" That's the second time you've described him like that. "
"There's something strange about him. I don't know how to explain it, but he's also very knowledgeable. Moreover, he is quite knowledgeable and seems to know everything. As long as you have been to the Noah Clan, you can clearly feel that he is completely different from the other idiots of the Noah Clan. "
"His temperament is very mysterious, and his background is mysterious. Also, as a Prophet, I can't see through him."
"So this Noah guy is hiding a big secret."
"Maybe." Cissia looked at Angor. "But don't you have any secrets? What you know, what you do, and what you think … they don't match your age. "
Angor didn't say anything. He just smiled.
Cissia really wanted to know Angor's secrets, whether it was about the Origin Fire or the Origin Worshippers he knew. But since Angor didn't want to talk about it, she had to give up. Maybe she could ask Bobota?
As for whether Bobota could be bought over by Angor, Sisya didn't care. Even if Bobota could be bought over, Sisya believed that a fellow clansman would be easier to get close to than an "outsider" like Angor, and it would be easier to convince him to join her side.
"Although this Noah is very mysterious, I've learned a lot from him. You can say that he's the second best friend I've ever met in Nether City.
"So, for the sake of my best friend, I'll be more lenient to the Black Earl, a descendant of Noah Clan."
Angor nodded. "I see. But I bet Noah's ancestor didn't expect you to be so lenient to his clone while kicking away his real descendant."
Angor was talking about Wai, who was kicked out of the dark space by Cissia.
"You can't blame me for that. I'm not omniscient. Everyone knows that Wai's a Noah too. " Cissia huffed. "Even if I do know, I won't treat him so well that he can pass by with just ten magic crystals."
Angor only mentioned Wai because he sensed that Cissia was still immersed in her past and was slowly falling down.
Once that happened, it would be difficult for Angor to ask Cissia anything else.
That was why Angor mentioned Wai's name.
Now that Angor mentioned it, Cissia's mood immediately changed.
Angor quickly asked before Cissia could continue, "By the way, speaking of the Noah Clan, I have something to ask you."
Sisilia said doubtfully: "I don't know much about the Noah Clan. The only one I know a little about is that man. "
"My question might have something to do with that man."
"Oh?"
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