On a clear, cloudless day, even during the day, it was possible to see the ring-shaped structure floating in the sky from the ground of Mobrador through the thick atmosphere. From here, due to the long distance and the obstruction of the clouds, the majestic and awe-inspiring appearance of the celestial ring had faded. Instead, it had been replaced by a faintly discernible, illusory feeling. It was just like the angelic ring that shone down from another world at the end of the sky. The silver-gray halo appeared mysterious and distant in the clear sky.
No one could have imagined that eighty percent of the countless holy relics on this halo were actually ancient weapons capable of destroying the world. Even the most knowledgeable scholars could only rely on conjectures and specious philosophies to explain the true function of the celestial ring. For example, it was used by the gods to illuminate the night. Although they didn't understand the truth, the natives of Mobrador still worshiped the celestial ring as their most sacred relic generation after generation. They worked hard to uncover the secrets behind the mysterious outer shell of the celestial ring. Although many religious extremists viewed this as treason, not a single scientist in Mobrador had ever succeeded in prying off a piece of armor from the celestial ring without resorting to violent means.
Compared to the ruined "holy relics" on the planet, which only needed a religious permit or the courage of a dog to freely enter and exit, the celestial ring was in perfect condition. It was obvious that the celestial ring wouldn't allow ordinary people with insufficient authority to enter it. Although for some unknown reason, we didn't hear from Miriya that the celestial ring had ever attacked the mortal world.
The 700-billion-dollar car steadily stopped in front of a large house that Miriya had pointed out. A few passersby curiously glanced at this post-modern-style vehicle from afar, but they quickly looked as if they understood and walked away. This made me curious, and I began to observe the large house in front of me.
It was truly spacious. The silver-gray house in front of me had the same architectural style as the other buildings around it, such as the streamlined roof and curved walls. However, it was much larger than the surrounding houses, and it was divided into three stories, which made it stand out from the rest. Looking at this large house, which was probably the largest or second largest in town, I seemed to have found evidence related to Miriya's identity as a "cleric." I didn't know why that girl was unwilling to mention her illustrious identity.
"Miriya, your family is involved in real estate, right?"
Shallow Shallow leaned against the window and sighed. The girl was naturally sensitive to big houses. Even if her own house was already so big that it made one's hair stand on end, it did not stop her from admiring other people's houses.
"It's just an uncle's workshop. The workshop was built together with the house. He built it so big because he had to stack a lot of things." Miriya pushed the door open and got out. She beckoned us to follow her and shouted from afar, "Uncle! Uncle! I'm back! "
A large group of us filed out from behind her. A few passersby, who were twenty meters away, gawked at the sight of a two-seater car coming out one after another. I reckoned that if there was a traffic policeman at the scene, he would have died on the spot.
Miriya yelled outside for a long time before she started to scratch the door because she had lost the key. We stood behind her and watched in bewilderment. To be fair, the ruckus that the girl had caused was enough to open the grave of the dead. Her claws scratched on the door, creating a noise that made one's teeth ache. However, there was still no movement inside. Not even a neighbor came to complain about the disturbance, let alone open the door. Seeing that Miriya was getting more and more exasperated, Pandora and Visca quietly took out their highly effective lock-picking tools: two particle cannons.
Fortunately, before the two girls opened fire, someone finally appeared. It was an auntie who was passing by. She walked over with a surprised tone and asked, "Miriya? Is that Miriya? "
"Auntie Rasula?" Miriya stopped scratching the door. When she saw who it was, she immediately put on a happy expression. "It's me. I'm home. Why isn't Uncle here? Is everyone else here too? "
The auntie, who Miriya had called Auntie Rasula, immediately came forward in surprise. She pinched Miriya's face and touched her hair, as though she wanted to confirm the authenticity of the girl in front of her. She nagged, "Aiya, where did you go? You haven't heard from your uncle for more than a month. Your uncle is worried sick. Every day, he brings his family to look for you, even to the border. Why are you still so impatient? Don't you know that your family is worried about you …"
The auntie ignored Miriya's blushing face and continued nagging. At first, Miriya was embarrassed that she was being manipulated like a child in front of us. But soon, she lowered her head and fell silent as the auntie nagged. In the end, she began to cry softly.
"Auntie … Sob … I … I want to go home too. Miriya almost couldn't come back!"
The blonde girl finally broke the silence with a sob. A month of hardship finally showed its stress on a little girl. Seeing this, Auntie Rasula quickly comforted Miriya and patted her head. "Don't cry, don't cry. It's good that you're back. What's wrong with talking slowly? Why did you almost not come back? "
"I went to another …" Miriya subconsciously wanted to spill the beans. Fortunately, Sandora's dry cough reminded her, so she quickly changed her words. "When I was practicing summoning, something went wrong and I was teleported to a faraway place. I lost my way there and couldn't afford the airship ticket … I wandered around for more than half a month. Then, I met a kind person and finally came back."
As Miriya spoke, she turned to look at Liliana. Liliana gave her an "OK" expression, meaning that she didn't have to worry. The story that she, the archbishop of the Church of Life, made up to deceive people had never gone wrong.
Auntie Rasula looked like a typical housewife. Whether it was her personality, behavior, or the way she spoke, they all reminded me of the aunties in my neighborhood when I was young. So, Miriya's "summoning theory of failure" made sense to her. She kept sighing, "I didn't know summoning was such a dangerous thing. Luckily, I didn't learn it when I was young." Her curious gaze swept across the group of strangers one by one. Finally, her gaze stopped on the seven hundred billion not far away.
Immediately, the auntie almost burst into tears. "What a kind person! He sent you back after such a difficult time. The door must have been closed when we left, right?"
My heart was heavy. "You flatter me. The door is closed right now. That's how it is!"
Miriya chatted with the people she knew and talked about many things. The main thing was that the auntie kept asking her about her experiences over the past month. Of course, she couldn't tell her the truth. In the end, Miriya could only follow Liliana and Shallow Shallow's hints. Things like being teleported to another hemisphere, getting lost in a native tribe, falling into a trap, falling into a thousand-year-old tomb, and that there was a white-bearded old man in the tomb. The white-bearded old man was actually a man who fell into the tomb fifty years ago but failed to find the previous white-bearded old man. When he came out of the tomb, he encountered a prehistoric creature rampage, got into a boxing match with a mammoth, fought an extraterrestrial creature for hundreds of rounds, got caught in a war between two countries, and was treated as a spy by both sides. While dealing with politicians, he was caught in a war between seven magicians. Throughout the process, Shallow Shallow was responsible for providing us with the script, Liliana was responsible for making up the lines, and we were just watching. Everyone seemed to be smiling and silent, but in fact, we were already discussing all kinds of interesting plots in our minds. The auntie was seeing stars as she listened, and Miriya's eyes were filled with mosquito coils. We were sweating profusely as we listened.
Half an hour later, Miriya spread her hands. "I can't go on."
The auntie hugged Miriya with tears in her eyes. "Poor child, I can't go on either. You must have suffered a lot out there. You didn't get too excited, did you?"
I saw that Miriya was a little excited because she had just returned home. I didn't expect this kind-hearted auntie to be so unreliable. The two of them were getting more and more ridiculous. I had no choice but to smooth things over. "Well, we're finally home. Shouldn't we hurry and inform Miriya's family? Her uncle is out of town right now. "
We had thought about how anxious Miriya's family would be if she didn't return home for a month, but we didn't expect the whole family to search for her all over the world. We had come to this world to carry out a mission (just take it seriously). Were we supposed to wait here like idiots?
"No, no." Auntie Rasula waved her hand. "They're all back. They haven't been able to find Miriya for the past few days. They're afraid that no one will know that she's back, so they sent out a lot of requests and went back to town to wait for news. They should be at the detective agency now. They'll be back soon."
Auntie Rasula was right. Coincidentally, after a short while, a thick-looking vehicle that looked like an elongated cargo container sped over from the corner of the street. Looking at the way it was charging towards us, my instincts told me that it was Miriya's family who had heard the news.
As expected, this weird-looking "private car" (could it be?) stopped right next to us. The car stopped right next to us, and the squeaking sound startled Lina. Then, a tall, muscular, dark-skinned man jumped out of the car.
This was a middle-aged man who looked like he often exercised. He had a healthy brown complexion, and he wore thick gray trousers and a light-colored vest that showed off his strong muscles. He had a head of short hair that was not well groomed, and his hair was glossy and shiny. He also had a full beard that also looked like it had not been groomed for a long time. In short, he looked like a middle-aged uncle who was quite powerful but did not care about his appearance.
As soon as the man jumped out of the car, the first thing he did was to rush up to Miriya. The expected scene of a warm hug and tears did not appear. Instead, it was a barrage of scolding.
"You still know that this is your home?! Do you know how long you've been missing this time?! Don't tell me that apart from eating rice and stirring up trouble outside, you can't make us feel at ease!? " The uncle, who was a third taller than Miriya, scolded loudly, as if he had forgotten that he had rushed over with his life on the line. "Why aren't you talking? Don't you usually talk a lot? Every time I say something, you talk back two … "
Miriya's head had been lowered the whole time. At this time, she suddenly raised her head, scaring the uncle in front of her. The latter immediately jumped back half a meter. "What?! You want to talk back now? Same old rules, talk back after I finish talking. Otherwise, I won't be able to continue … "
"Uncle, I'm sorry. I made everyone worry."
Miriya's eyes were a little red, and she bent down with force.
The uncle maintained his posture of wanting to continue lecturing her. The sound of a car door coming from the side made me turn my head. I just happened to see a tall, purple-haired woman with a serious expression closing the car door. She was wearing a black business suit, and her eyes were a little dazed as she looked at Miriya.
"Hey, Luna." The uncle scratched his head and turned to the long-haired woman behind him, and said with a tone of disbelief, "Miriya apologized to me just now."
"I heard it, it's absolutely true."
The woman with waist-length purple-haired nodded expressionlessly. Luna should be her name.
"What I mean is, Miriya apologized to me!" The uncle repeated again, this time louder. The woman called Luna's reply was even more straightforward. "If you want to hear people scold you, I can do it for you."
It seemed as though Miriya's apology was an earth-shattering thing. Even though his female companion was mercilessly ridiculing him, the uncle didn't seem to mind at all. He seemed to have a bewildered expression as he kept repeating, "Miriya apologized, Miriya finally took the initiative to admit her mistake." The few of us watching from the side all felt sad for him. Although we didn't know what Miriya's family environment was like, it was obvious that this uncle didn't have a good life. The only thing he was strong about was the few minutes of lecturing.
With the experience of explaining to the auntie, this time Miriya was much more familiar with explaining to her uncle. It was still the same story of the summoning failing, but she removed the nonsense about falling into the thousand-year-old ancient tomb. It seemed that in this world, a mistake in summoning could really send oneself away. Although the uncle had a doubtful expression, he believed Miriya's explanation 80 to 90%. Then, he turned his gaze to us.
A group of "kind-hearted people who sent Miriya back from the primordial forest on the other side of the planet for free." That was our current identity.
"No amount of words of thanks is enough, but I still have to say, thank you all so much. If there's anything I can do, as long as I can repay this kindness, I'll do anything." The uncle had a serious expression that was completely different from his unreliable rambling earlier. He said to us very seriously. Furthermore, he specifically looked at the 700 billion. "First of all, I'll definitely help you repair the damage to the car. Before it left, it must have been symmetrical on both sides, right?"
"Couldn't you have kept this ugly thing earlier?" Liliana finally couldn't help but curse in our mental connection.
How would I have known that this broken car would be so popular on Earth, but it was also considered a strange thing on this foreign planet!
Facing the uncle's kind intentions of repairing the car, I waved my hand to indicate that there was no need. Miraculously, the uncle didn't ask us how we managed to squeeze all of us into the car and travel halfway across the planet. He didn't even ask why Miriya didn't contact her family immediately after receiving help from a kind-hearted person. It was as though he had forgotten about all of this. It was obvious that the surprise of reuniting with Miriya had made him forget about these obvious logical loopholes. It made all of the patches that we had thought of when we were rehearsing our lines with Miriya become useless.
"Ah, right, I haven't introduced myself yet." The uncle spoke to Miriya for a while before he suddenly seemed to remember something. He turned his head towards us. "I'm Miriya's guardian. Well, although we aren't related by blood, I can be considered her uncle. You can call me Zaku."
"Pfft —"
Bubble and I spat out at the same time.
The uncle named Zaku was confused by our overreaction and repeatedly asked us what was going on. I could only knock on my and Liliana's bronchus as I apologized to him. I thought to myself that the uncle in front of me was indeed a man. A real man should not only drive Zaku, but also become one with Zaku.
The name 'uncle' shocked Bubble and I. However, apart from the two of us, the rest of us didn't have much of an impression of this name. Seeing that Miriya had safely arrived at her home, Big Sister raised our request, which was to disturb Miriya's home for a few days.
At first, we had intended to settle our own housing problem in this world and let Miriya show us around … Ahem, to understand the culture and customs of this civilization that had developed in the ruins of the Empire. However, after seeing Miriya's extravagant house, a noble thought of not taking advantage of the situation took root in everyone's mind.
To put it bluntly, our family was here to have fun. I was very sure of that. As for the so-called gathering of information, that should be left to the experts. In fact, at the same time that the Head of State's family landed on this planet, a large group of special agents had also landed on other parts of the planet. Based on the limited information that they had obtained from Miriya, they were trying to communicate with the natives here and gather more information about the Empire's heritage in this world. After all, no matter what, the real investigation experts were them. The Head of State's family said that they were here to investigate the situation, but in fact, just by looking at the silly expression on Shallow Shallow's face, it was obvious that they were here for sightseeing.
After Big Sister made this request, before Uncle Zaku could express his opinion, Miriya was the first to jump up. "I agree, I agree! Uncle, let them stay at our house! They are … they are good people. A person should know how to repay a kindness, right? "
"Shut up, you freeloader!" Uncle Zaku pressed Miriya down, but after thinking for a while, he still nodded. "Indeed, it seems that you came from a remote place near the Misty Forest. It must be very troublesome for you to return. Before you complete the formalities for your return, you should stay here."
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