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Chapter 270, page 269: Good news, the operation is ahead of schedule; bad news, the enemy has increased by 2, and the opponent is the goddess.

At the same time, in the bedroom of the three-story house.

Gu Yuan's fingers, which were turning the pages of the book, suddenly stopped in mid-air without warning.

He sensed Kraft's presence, which was rapidly moving away from the tribe at an astounding speed, heading towards the coast.

His brows furrowed instantly, forming a deep "川" (river) shape, and the air in the room seemed to freeze.

"What's wrong?"

Seliet, sitting on his lap, noticed his unusual behavior, turned her head, and asked with concern.

Gu Yuan did not answer immediately; his gaze seemed to pierce through the wall, tracing the departing aura.

After a moment, he said in a deep voice, "The operation will probably have to be moved up."

"Earlier?" Celia looked puzzled. "Wasn't it supposed to be tomorrow?"

Before Gu Yuan could explain, she saw him slam the book shut, lift her off his lap, and stand up abruptly.

"I'm going out for a bit. You stay here and wait for me to come back."

Before Celia could even process the instruction, Gu Yuan grabbed his coat draped over the back of the chair, flashed out the window, and disappeared into the thick, impenetrable night outside.

Celia lay alone on the bed, a look of bewilderment at being left alone flashing across her face.

But soon, that initial shock was replaced by a deep sense of gravity and rapid reflection on the unexpected situation.

Inside, only the increasingly rapid sound of the wind outside the window could be heard.

Boom—!

On the dark beach, the waves roared, crashing against the jagged rocks again and again, shattering into countless white foams.

Gu Yuan's figure landed in front of Kraft, firmly blocking his path.

"where are you going?"

Kraft, carrying his backpack, looked at Gu Yuan, who seemed to have descended from the heavens, and complex emotions welled up and churned in his eyes.

There was hesitation and guilt, but ultimately it was all covered by a kind of martyr-like resolve.

"It's nothing." He avoided Gu Yuan's gaze, his voice low, "I just feel—I can't wait any longer."

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Gu Yuan's suspicions deepened. He could tell that Kraft was lying because, given Kraft's character, he would never leave alone behind his back.

However, since Vasa used pure soul transmission to bewitch, she did not condense into a physical form, nor did she emit any energy fluctuations.

Therefore, even Gu Yuan failed to notice that an envoy from the Heavenly Kingdom had just descended and carried out a defection right under his nose.

Kraft took in Gu Yuan's confusion, sighed helplessly, and shook his head: "Your Excellency Gu Yuan, you don't need to worry about it. This is my own choice."

"Even if you don't come along, I can handle it all by myself."

These words were less directed at Gu Yuan and more a way of encouraging himself and strengthening his wavering belief.

Without further hesitation, he bypassed Gu Yuan, bent down to untie the rope tied to the rotten wooden stake, and stepped onto the small fishing boat that was rocking violently in the wind and waves.

Watching Kraft pick up the oars, preparing to sail into that all-consuming darkness—

Gu Yuan made one last confirmation, his voice unusually clear, even overwhelming the wind and waves: "Are you really sure you want to do this?"

Kraft didn't answer, but instead used all his strength to row the oar. "Splash!"

The small boat swayed and drifted away from the shore.

In his mind, Vasa's tempting promise kept echoing—to kill the demon and then enter heaven to see his beloved friend.

The temptation was too heavy for him, heavy enough to overwhelm his natural fear of death.

With his back to the receding coastline, amidst the deafening roar of the waves, he nodded slightly, expressing his final resolve through silence.

Seeing this, Gu Yuan stopped trying to persuade him.

He knew that for Kraft to undergo such a dramatic 180-degree change in such a short time, there must have been a powerful external force behind it, strong enough to distort his will.

Forcibly stopping them at this moment is not the best course of action.

"In that case—have a safe journey." Gu Yuan's calm voice reached Kraft's ears.

He needed to use the time Kraft was traveling by boat to find out the truth behind it as soon as possible.

The small boat was slow, and it would take at least a whole night to reach the area where the demon was located, which gave him a crucial window of opportunity to investigate.

As the flimsy fishing boat was gradually swallowed by the night, Gu Yuan turned around and disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, he appeared at Profitt's residence.

Profit, who had just finished showering, was drying her wet hair with a towel. Upon seeing Gu Yuan, her hand trembled, and the towel nearly fell to the ground.

"Did any strangers appear in the tribe tonight, or around Kraft?"

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Gu Yuan got straight to the point, without any pleasantries.

Profitt was taken aback by his question and serious expression, and his heart pounded.

She instinctively pulled her robe tighter, frowned, and searched her memory carefully for a moment before finally shaking her head: "No, I didn't see anything."

"What about magic?"

"No, not at all."

"How much of your precognitive ability can you actually see?"

"So verbose!"

Prophet tossed his hair in annoyance. "I've tried my best! Who knew you were all so special, completely outside the normal trajectory of fate!"

She was clearly referring to Gu Yuan, and the being that could interfere with her premonitions.

Gu Yuan did not argue with her.

Although he didn't get a definite answer, Profit's complaining reply only confirmed his worst suspicions.

Indeed, there is an entity capable of altering the predetermined future that has intervened.

Those who can do this are definitely not ordinary people.

Not to mention, to make the steadfast Kraft betray his own will—

Abandon all impossibilities.

A name flashed through his mind like lightning.

--goddess!

Gu Yuan suddenly raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through layers of clouds, reaching the heavens that mortals could not reach.

Meanwhile, on the pitch-black, turbulent sea...

"well----"

Kraft sighed.

As he rowed with all his might, he couldn't help but look back at the shore, which was no longer visible, and murmured to himself, "Forgive me, Your Excellency Gu Yuan—some roads must be walked alone—"

He didn't entirely believe the voice at first, and his heart was filled with doubt and vigilance.

But—who could have been the one to utter the name of his dear friend, long buried in the dust of history?

And what about that vow, made solely between the two of them, a vow not even recorded in history books?

"An apostle of the goddess? —"

Kraft muttered to himself. He had indeed heard of such legends before.

Beneath the clay statues of goddesses enshrined in major cathedrals today are carved the images of four elven apostles.

He always thought it was just a myth.

If—if—my dearest friend is truly still "alive" in some form, or even has attained immortality—

For him, that was undoubtedly the only warm light he could see at the end of his long and lonely life.

Unfortunately, to see him, one must enter heaven.

The ticket to heaven is to kill this demon who wreaks havoc on the world, at the cost of one's life.

Kraft gripped the oar tightly, his eyes hardening once more, and steered the small boat resolutely toward the heart of darkness.