Erii: A Journey Through the Heavens Begins with Frilian

Chapter 66 The Light Bearer: I Heard You're Pretty Good at Fighting? (Two Chapters Combined)

That night, Erii played until Ranbing came to pick her up, and when she looked at the time, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

She taught the three little ones the sea monster cards she had learned in the last world, and also the card games that the dust people often played. The conditions were indeed unbearable, and a sip of clean drinking water was a luxury, but it was unexpectedly full of pure fun.

Thanks to her status as a special resident, she was granted a standard single room in the Hunter's Quarters, complete with a toilet, bathroom, bedroom, and a small balcony facing the endless sky.

Lying in my single bed at midnight, I could see the starry night sky through the sliding glass door.

The room was clean and tidy, but Erii tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. She couldn't help but think of how, when she left, 9033 curled up into a tiny ball, shivering in a hard, thin, tattered blanket.

unfair!

Erii sat up abruptly.

Being ruthless and cold-blooded for the sake of human survival, prioritizing absolute efficiency and profit, is acceptable from a macro perspective.

The superiors should not become arrogant and haughty because of this, nor should the common people be reduced to slaves who are even less than ants.

Were the Three Laws created to establish an aristocratic class system?

Judging from the details of the rules, the original intention was definitely not like that. However, human nature is not a rule that remains unchanged. Erii, who has experienced the darkness of human nature, knows that human nature can be as hot and pure as the sun, or it can be more filthy and dark than a stinking ditch.

What's the problem?

She began to think, her little brain working frantically, flashing through her mind like slides of anime and movies she had watched before, searching for similar examples of lighthouses.

If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too!

Erii wasn't stupid. She quickly concluded that there was a problem with the higher-ups at Lighthouse, and that someone was abusing their power, engaging in favoritism, and indulging in debauchery.

Therefore, to achieve your travel goals, you must start by eliminating the root cause of the problem!

As I was thinking, a hazy light shone on the wall.

I've endured it all.

Given Erii's constitution, she wouldn't die suddenly even if she didn't sleep for a week, let alone one night.

She changed into a casual gray sweatshirt and pants, tied her red hair into a simple braid with a hairband, took out a carton of milk and a bag of sandwiches from her bag, grabbed her camera, and went out.

At this time, the common people get up early and work hard for the few contribution points they have.

Wow~~~

Before she knew it, Erii was drawn to the railing by the incredibly close sunrise.

The clouds, seemingly within reach, were washed away by the sunlight, instantly shedding their hazy texture and revealing a warm, inviting color from the inside out, like perfectly baked marshmallows.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of two people standing on the edge of the terrace not far away.

One of them looked familiar; he seemed to be from the city defense force, and I think his name was Hilda.

The other man, judging from his uniform, should also be a member of the city defense force.

The two leaned against the railing, silently watching the sunrise. Although they didn't speak, a blush rose on their faces.

I don't know if it was the sunlight or the stirrings of spring.

The two looked at each other at the same time, their eyes met for a moment, then they turned their heads away as if electrocuted, and spoke at the same time the next second.

"you----"

"You go first—"

The underlying code of humans watching the drama unfold was triggered, and Erii instinctively released the Word of Power: Kamaitachi.

"Okay, Orland, where are you on duty today?" Hilda asked in a low voice.

"It was supposed to be according to the schedule, but yesterday's incident had too much of an impact. Captain Seng asked me to lead a team to conduct a full investigation of the Dust People, suspecting that it was a deliberate act of revenge by the Dust People," Orland replied.

"Oh, I saw the scene. It's terrifying. But it's a good thing that Brie is dead. He relied on the light and shadow—" Hilda was interrupted by Orland covering her mouth before she could finish speaking.

"Shh! Are you crazy? Even if you're dissatisfied with the Light and Shadow Society, don't say it out loud. The Law Firm has spies everywhere!" Orland lowered his voice. "You and I both know very well what happens to those who are arrested and imprisoned by the Law Firm."

Suddenly, he noticed that Hilda's ears were burning hot, and the face he touched was getting increasingly hot.

Orland quickly and hastily withdrew his hand. "Uh, well, I was just reminding you, I didn't mean anything by it, it wasn't indecent assault!"

Hilda pouted and turned away from him, "N-nothing, I don't mind, I'm fine with it—"

Didi~

The communicator rang, and after listening, Orland said helplessly, "The captain is urging me, I have to go now."

Before leaving, he placed a plain silver ring into Hilda's palm. "Today is your birthday. Happy birthday."

After saying that, Orland hurriedly left in a fluster.

Hilda stared blankly at the ring in her hand, a slight smile involuntarily creeping onto her lips, an unprecedented heat burning within her chest.

Do you like him?

The soft-spoken question was like a thunderclap, startling Hilda so much that her hands trembled, and the ring plummeted straight towards the sky beyond the railing.

Erii reacted quickly, grabbing the object and handing it back to the pale-faced Hilda.

"What's wrong with you?" She noticed that the other person was trembling uncontrollably and hurriedly hid the ring in their pocket.

"N-nothing, you must be Miss Erii?" Hilda stammered. "Miss Erii, please don't tell anyone else!"

"What do you mean, 'tell others'?" Erii retorted.

"It's...it's what you saw...no, that's not right. Orland and I were just discussing work. This ring is...it's mine—" Hilda stammered, her explanation utterly unconvincing.

"Waaah~" Erii whimpered and shook her head, "I won't tell."

"R-Really?" Hilda noticed that Erii's eyes were very clear and pure, unlike someone who was two-faced.

"So, do you like him?" Erii blinked. "I think he probably likes you."

"Um, ah? You, I, how do you know him?" Hilda's face turned red, her shy little girl demeanor quite unlike that of the usually meticulous city defense adjutant.

"I have plenty of experience in this area," Erii replied, stroking her chin with a touch of pride.

Yes, she not only loves watching all kinds of action-packed anime, but also has a great interest in romance anime. After all, what girl doesn't dream of love? Moreover, Erii's mental age is that of a naive and innocent fourteen or fifteen-year-old.

Her favorites are "Inuyasha", "Tokyo Love Story" and "Rurouni Kenshin". Whenever she thinks back, she feels deep sadness and regret for Kikyo, Rika Akana and Tomoe Yukishiro.

"Really? I have no idea about any of this. The Lighthouse doesn't allow us to. All the books and movies about this have been destroyed," Hilda said, her voice tinged with sadness. "I'm so afraid that one day I'll be notified by the Hall of Dawn."

The thought of wearing the ring Orland had given her, and being intimate with a stranger whose face was covered, in front of all the priests of the Light and Shadow Society—she would rather jump off this building right now.

She shook her head vigorously, forcing a smile. "What am I doing, complaining about these silly things to Erii-san? If Orland heard this, he'd definitely get angry again."

Erii rested her elbow on the railing and her hand on her chin. "In the old world, everyone could fall in love freely, marry the person they liked, become a legal couple in a grand celebration, receive everyone's blessings, and have children after forming a family. A daughter, a son, and the four of them would live happily ever after."

Hilda, who was standing to the side, listened intently, her mind wandering into fantasies.

"Really?"

Hilda flinched, because it wasn't her who was speaking.

She turned her head and saw, "Ran... Vice Captain Ran Bing?!"

Ran Bing noticed her worry, put her index finger to her lips, and said, "Don't worry, I won't tell on you."

"Yes, really. In the old world, something like the Dawn Hall would be illegal and criminal, and the planners would be sentenced to prison," Erii said seriously.

Minotaur and all that stuff, go to hell!

I, Erii, am a true and honorable warrior of pure love!

The two women exchanged a glance, and at the same time an unbelievable thought arose in their minds: So the city lord's decision was not entirely correct?

Suddenly, the three girls seemed to reach some kind of consensus and began to discuss things centered around Erii, ranging from love and marriage to seemingly unrelated topics like skincare and exercise.

And so, by a twist of fate, the three of them became best friends who could talk about anything.

a few days later.

The Lighthouse murder case remains unsolved. Victor is under pressure from Seng, who in turn is under pressure from Orland. Orland, being a loyal friend, doesn't vent his anger on his brothers but instead sulks alone.

When Hilda found out, she often spent time with him secretly, offering him words of comfort.

Having absolutely no experience or concept of romance, she would seek advice from Erii every now and then, and the latter was more than happy to do so, racking her brains to distill the romance anime plots from her memories while her gossip spirit burned brightly.

Lighthouse navigation control room.

"What do you need me for?" Mark walked in.

"We've discovered a building left over from the old world. Based on a scan of its general appearance, it's likely a spaceship that failed to escape Earth in time," Jing Nan said, becoming increasingly excited.

Mark immediately understood the implication, raising an eyebrow. "So the spaceship is probably packed with all sorts of supplies!"

"Yes, I've already reported this to the city lord," Jing Nan said. "Let me ask for your opinion, since it's still up to you hunters to go down and risk your lives."

"Have you estimated it?" Mark asked.

Jingnan nodded. "If the supplies inside are intact, they should be enough to keep the lighthouse going for more than a year."

"Then what's there to discuss? Arrange a time immediately and inform the city lord," Mark said with a triumphant smile.

As one of the top executives, he was well aware of the lighthouse's daily expenses, so he had to have a piece of this big pie!

After leaving the control room, Mark rushed to the Hunter Base.

"Captain Mark!"

As they passed the public activity area for the Dust People and Upper People, three children, 8925, 9027, and 9033, excitedly waved and greeted each other.

The surrounding residents, seeing this, all showed expressions of disgust and quickly moved away as if avoiding a plague.

"Catch!" Mark glanced at it, then pulled a high-calorie energy bar from his pocket and tossed it precisely into 9033's hand.

By the time they looked up, Mark's broad back had already disappeared.

"Quick, quick, let's split it equally among the three of us!" 9027 rubbed his hands impatiently.

"Oh, I know." 9033 tore at the packaging bag.

A whip cracked, sending the energy bar flying. It fell to the ground and was crushed under a foot.

"Waaaaah, ahh ...

"What are you doing!" the two boys, one big and one small, shouted angrily in unison.

But once he saw the other person's clothes, his momentum suddenly weakened.

Several deacons from the Light and Shadow Society's law enforcement office coldly looked down at them, their metal masks radiating a chilling aura.

"What are we doing?" A seductive yet sinister female voice came from behind.

The deacons parted to make way, and the Lightbringer Vatican, with his flamboyant gait, looked down at the three children.

"Isn't it you who stole the food of the common people? I was merely enforcing the law impartially," the Lightbringer said with a cold laugh.

"This was clearly a gift from Captain Mark!" 8925 shouted, his neck stiff.

"Still dare to lie?" The Lightbringer sneered. "Who can prove it?"

8925 looked around and shouted, "They all saw it! They can testify!"

The Lightbringer swept his gaze across the crowd of onlookers and chuckled, "Oh? You all saw it?"

The upper class hurriedly waved their hands, both gloating and trying to distance themselves, since the law institute could not only punish the common people, but also convict and punish the upper class.

As the head of the law firm, He Guangzhe was also Charles's most favored figure. Who would dare to offend him?

"Why aren't you saying anything?" 8925 was almost in tears, her anger blazing. "A bunch of scoundrels! You clearly saw it!"

"Still dare to spout nonsense?" The Lightbringer's lips curled into a mocking and deceitful smile. "By the way, did you insult the superiors? According to the law, a commoner who contradicts or humiliates the superiors must be publicly flogged ten times."

As soon as he finished speaking, several butlers, acting like NPCs, stepped forward and pinned the three children to the ground. No matter how much they struggled, it was to no avail.

"Don't worry, I'll put extra effort into the child." He Guangzhe said with a charming smile, clearly having special feelings about S.

"Captain Mark won't let you get away with this!" 8925 roared, filled with resentment.

"What does this have to do with Captain Mark? You stole things, so I'm punishing you, which is in accordance with the laws of the Lighthouse." The Lightbringer said, swung his whip and lashed it down.

call!

A stone swept past.

The one with the light dodged backward.

"Oh, esteemed Lord Hearer, what are you doing?" Mo Cheng chuckled, weighing two or three small pebbles in his hand.

Erii, who was standing next to him, walked straight over and looked indifferently at the butlers. "Make way."

The deacons looked at the Lightbringer, who ignored Mo Cheng and instead leaned close to Erii's face, saying quietly, "You're an outsider, so don't interfere in the internal affairs of our Lighthouse."

Erii remained silent, her fingers stroking the hilt of the sword.

Seeing her subtle movement, the Lightbringer tilted his head and a triumphant smile appeared on his lips.

Of course she knew the energy bars were from Mark.

Because she witnessed it with her own eyes from not far away at that time.

The person who wronged you knows better than anyone how wronged you are.

The reason I made things difficult for the three kids was simply because I was in a bad mood these past few days and was taking it out on them.

Therefore, upon seeing Mo Cheng appear, she knew that Mark would arrive soon, the matter would be dropped, and she would be unable to vent her emotions.

Erii's source of bad mood has also arrived. On the spot, the Lightbringer had a plan and decided to teach this "future saintess" a lesson himself, to establish his authority in advance, so that the red-haired girl would not be unable to distinguish between the king and the queen in the future.

So, she haughtily raised her chin, looked directly at Erii, who was no shorter than her, and coldly questioned, "I heard you're pretty good at fighting?"