Chapter 1312 Goodbye, Mom. I'm sailing away today.

This road is not easy to travel; there are traps everywhere along the way, as if it were intentionally blocked off.

In the end, the task of solving the mystery was left to Dan Heng.

For the anonymous customer, this was indeed a common occurrence.

The complex lock cylinder opened, revealing a passageway to the three people.

"This is where we grew up."

The room was very dark, with lighting provided by torches and candles on the walls.

There are many books here; perhaps Tirispius gained her knowledge from these books to become a saint.

"You... grew up in a place like this?"

Looking at the empty room, Bai E felt a little depressed.

It's more like a prison than a children's room.

Whose room would have so many traps outside? Clearly, it couldn't be a saintly woman revered by everyone.

There's something Bai E didn't dare say: this room feels a bit like house arrest.

Tinning explained:

“When we were born, the identity of a saint was already dead in name only.”

"Those who can heed the guidance of the Titans are destined to become the voice of others."

"But for the sake of appearances, those in power still made some arrangements."

"In addition, with our mothers by our side, our childhood wasn't too sad."

Bai E looked at the surrounding arrangements and felt a tightness in his heart. "Even so... I still can't imagine it."

Tinning smiled faintly at Bai Er:

"It's only been about twenty years, that's how quickly it goes."

“Teacher Tinning… Twenty years is a long time for most people.”

“That’s true.” Tinning nodded slightly.

"After becoming a demigod, even the concept of time..."

Looking at this former room, Tining felt a pang of emotion.

"I didn't realize so much time had passed."

"Oronis's power is truly incredible; this place is exactly the same as it used to be..."

"Let's... wander around here a bit longer."

The three of them went down the steps and wandered around the room.

When your feet actually step onto the floor, you'll find that this place is still quite cozy.

On the blackboard not far away, there was a rocket drawn with childlike innocence, as well as some whimsical drawings.

"What's drawn on the blackboard?" Bai'er asked.

“I don’t remember,” Tinning shook her head. “But it must have been our inventions and creations from those ten years.”

Danheng pursed his lips and asked Tining:

"That ten years refers to...?"

Tinning explained:

"From the time I heard the prophecy of Kephale until now, when we are about to set off, it has been about ten years."

“We have been confined within this temple complex since birth, never stepping out of the [Gate of a Thousand Paths].

"In order to understand the outside world, we spent a lot of time learning all kinds of knowledge, and of course we also made some small inventions."

"Unfortunately, these were only used for sending messages and were not put to any other use."

"I've forgotten everything I learned back then."

Bai E hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Okay, it is indeed house arrest.

Under the influence of the Oronis Fire, many memory fragments also appeared in the surrounding area.

It contains all sorts of memories of Tirispius, such as listening to her mother sing lullabies, weaving cloth for her mother, and singing for her mother...

In these scenes, there are always guards standing at a distance, watching the two of them warily.

But this gaze did not affect the intimate communication between mother and daughter, as if they were two separate worlds.

"The bookshelf is bulging." Bai E picked up a scroll and examined it.

"Why are they all geographical records of various city-states? And various documents on Titan worship..."

Tinning also looked in that direction.

"Because we felt that in order to deliver the oracle of Cephalo, we would have to travel a very long way, so we wanted to learn about the local customs and traditions in advance."

"Back then, we had excellent memories; ten years was enough to memorize all of this."

"These scrolls were also left to us by our mother."

“I remember when we were little, she would read it to us as a bedtime story.”

“Those stories were so captivating in her mouth that they could paint a picture of a rich and prosperous Onpharos in her dreams.”

“What a pity…” Tinning lowered her head.

"After Mom left, we realized... that what was written in these scrolls was not interesting at all."

Danheng stood in the corner, placing his hand on the wooden crates. "These crates are...?"

“These must be our belongings from back then…” Tinning looked over there.

"Huh... this box?"

Tinning slowly walked to Danheng's side and opened a delicate little wooden box.

Inside the wooden box lay a ruby ​​wrapped in cloth.

Bai E glanced at it. "A piece of red glass?"

“Mm.” Tinning nodded.

"This is the gem that Lord Yan Huan gave to Tian back then..."

"We first saw it when it was very young."

"Mom brought back a beautiful piece of glass, but with tears on her face, she just casually put it on the table."

“We thought it was shiny, so we played with it, but we accidentally broke it… Mom didn’t say anything, she just hugged us and remained silent for a long time.”

Tinning reached into the wooden box, took out the ruby, and memories flooded back.

"We learned later that in Janusapolis, if someone dies gloriously for their destiny, the saint takes a piece of glass from the volcano's quarry, polishes it carefully, and gives it to the deceased's family."

"The day Mom brought it back, her friend fell on the battlefield."

"He has no living family, so she'll have to keep this piece of glass herself..."

"Later, on the eve of the ceremony, my mother also gave us a beautiful piece of glass."

After setting down the ruby, Tinning looked ahead.

"If we keep going forward, we'll reach the bedroom. Let's go take a look there."

Following Tining, Danheng finally understood what the ruby ​​represented.

Items handed over to the deceased's family for burial are destined to be unlucky.

Fortunately, there was a soul bead hidden inside Tian's...

Inside the bedroom, the tiny, transparent figure lay on the rocking chair, fast asleep.

“It’s Tirispius…” Danheng looked over.

“As expected,” Tinin explained. “After all, it’s time to set off.”

Gradually, the invisible man slowly woke up, as if he had just had a nightmare.

She said in a deep voice:

"If the Titans' murmurs as they fell were not mere words..."

"If there really is such a world on the other side of the black tide, at the end of creation..."

"Then our agreement still stands."

"...Wait for me, Mother."

With a determined expression, the little girl jumped off the deck chair, took steps, and began preparing for her journey.

Ti Ning gazed at her retreating figure and said slowly:

"During those ten years of darkness, when Aigle opened his eyes for the last time..."

"Let's go."

"Come this way with me." After beckoning the two of them, Tinning walked towards a bookshelf.

"Next, we'll have to walk through this bookshelf."

"I seem to understand."

Danheng stepped forward, reached out and touched the bookshelf, and found a doll.

As the doll was gently turned, the bookshelf began to tremble slowly, and before the three of them could see, it moved into the wall.

Chapter 1313 Familiar Taste

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