Xingtie: Starting with an in-depth analysis of the Yellow Springs

"...Farewell, Aglaia."

[Star: Why can't two people who clearly love each other ever meet in the end? My Aglaia, my Seifera, I want to create a happy world.]

[Tibao: Little Fei'er... Aya...]

[Qingque: The cat in the video probably doesn't know that this farewell will be forever...]

[Feng Jin: I think Senior Sai Fei'er already knows. As the successor of the Demigod of Tricks, apart from Teacher Xia, few people can be more intelligent than her.]

Paimon: Cuckoo cuckoo!

[Little Fish Knight: When the Golden Trout was still a fry, she was our darling. A thousand years have shaped you into this; were Caesar and I right or wrong in our decisions?]

[Ah Bao: I have no regrets about chasing the fire.]

[Little Candle: The pursuit of fire is a journey of constant loss; no Golden Child can remain uninvolved, not even me!]

[Aglaia: I am grateful that after I depart, a destined savior will take over the mission and bring the pursuit of fire to a perfect end.]

[Bai'er: Aglaia, may we meet in the new world.]

[Magic trick: Hmph, your soul is so thin you can barely maintain humanity, hurry up and leave. The future belongs to the young. Bai Er is far more perfect than you think; you just need to trust him.]

[Zhongli: As a leader, you've done more than enough.]

Wendy: So it's time to retire, right, old man?

Chapter 441 Stay, Kitten

At the same time, Bartlus also remembered when that woman, Aglaia, had left behind the nymphs.

It was on the day she was purifying the black tide aura of the Holy City that the two met. At that time, she said, "If you meet Saifeier next time, please tell her for me: As demigods, we can never shirk our responsibilities."

As expected, Aglaia took advantage of Bartrus's carelessness and stuffed the nymph into her pocket.

As a derivative of her divine power, the golden silk nymph possesses the same magical powers as the golden silk, and can turn things into puppets at any time, thus making them utter strange questions.

Aglaia was first exposed when she manipulated Barthus into revealing that she had been an apprentice at the Cephalos Priests.

The two had lived together for a thousand years, but this was the only thing Sai Fei'er had never told Bartrus.

“I absolutely… absolutely will not mention that to anyone.”

Saifei smiled and looked at Bartluth, "The embodiment of trickery despises the Golden Thread that forces people to reveal the truth. You would never defend Aglaia..."

"Right, Zagres [Trick]?"

[Aglaia: I see, lies… allowing you to live in the world as a thief spirit through the authority of deceit. Right, Sephalia?]

[Bartleus: Oh no! You know I'm fake! Boss, I'm going to disappear!]

[Saifei: You guessed right. That's why I've tried so hard to avoid contact with you, lest you see through me. Bartluth, don't worry, you no longer need lies to maintain your facade.]

[Bai'e: The Thief Spirit... is that the Titan of Deception, Zagreus? It's actually a living Titan, unbelievable.]

[Star: Saifei, how did you manage to recruit Titan as your underling? That's so cool!]

[Saifei: Heh, without me it would have perished long ago in Onpharos. I gave it a way to survive. Who would have thought that the cunning Titan would be afraid of death?]

[Bartlus: Big sister, that's going too far. You're just afraid...]

[Sai Fei: Get lost.]

[Xia Die: So that's how it is. Senior Sai Fei'er, what exactly did you see at the Priest Academy? You haven't spoken of it for a thousand years.]

[Sai Fei'er: The princess of the secluded house, if you want to know, just see for yourself. It wouldn't be fun if I told you.]

[Ying: I love the power of deception. As long as you believe, it can become reality. I can't even imagine how awesome that would be.]

[Fireworks: Little kitty, I'm really looking forward to the day you come to space. I'll definitely prepare a surprise for you.]

In order to keep Zagres alive, Cypher tricked the whole world during the Titan Trials, making everyone believe that the Titan of Deception was dead, thus deceiving the rules of Onpharos.

Therefore, Barthulhus's life or death was entirely in her hands.

Bartluth didn't understand: "We're enjoying our leisurely lives so much, why bother getting involved in this mess... don't you think?"

“To be honest, I’m thinking…” Sai Fei’er sighed softly, “Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to go back now.”

Let's go back a thousand years.

“You’re back again, Sai—” Aglaia looked up and paused, “—Ah.”

“Sefaria, your face…”

A clear scratch was visible on the kitten's face, with golden blood trailing down its cheek like a tear.

She kept her head down, seemingly unwilling to let Aglaia see her disheveled appearance. "...I need clothes. Anything, just throw me anything. Even a piece of cloth will do, as long as it covers the wound."

"I will pay you back the money you owe... I promise."

Aglaia was silent for a moment, then said, "You... have golden blood."

"...Yes, so what?" A hint of disdain flashed in Saifei'er's eyes. "Yes, I am what they call the Golden Descendant—a hero of immense strength! A world-renowned swordsman! A scholar of unparalleled wisdom!"

He said this, but his tone was self-deprecating.

“Sefaria…”

"I'm really sorry, but among such a capable group of guys, there's someone like me, a poor man, a thief, and a swindler! Maybe I should just cut another gash in my body and let all this yellow stuff drain out..."

Aglaia looked at the pitiful kitten in front of her and said gently, "Don't say anything, Sefaria."

"I'll give you clothes to warm you up. And then..."

"Then... stay here, stay in my weaving workshop until your injuries heal."

The kitten's heart pounded, but its face showed indifference. "...Tch."

She raised her youthful face, her eyes gleaming, "Aren't you going to ask me? Ask me how I got these injuries?"

Aglaia remained silent.

"Ha, that's true. What's the point of asking? I'm so good at lying that I could even fool you with your gold thread—since we can't confirm the truth, why bother asking?"

Aglaia said softly, "...I don't need to question you, nor do I need to use the gold thread to measure you. I know that everything you do is for survival, regardless of the cost."

“Stay here. Here, you won’t have to suffer from hunger and cold anymore. By my side, you can learn to mend your broken self-esteem.”

In just two short sentences, Aglaia seemed even more radiant and warm in Saife's heart than the light of the dawn machine carried by Kefal.

She asked stubbornly, "Aren't you... afraid I'll bring a bad reputation to this place? Aren't you afraid I'll secretly take your valuable clothes and resell them outside?"

“If I were afraid of these things, I wouldn’t have extended an invitation to you,” Aglaia said gently, soothing the kitten’s unease.

"Seamstress, you're strange. Adults always say that a child who lies often is hard to change..."

“I’ve tried to not live up to their expectations. But honestly? It’s too exhausting… I’ve wanted to give up for a long time.”

The kitten's face hardened. "What makes you think I won't disappoint you?"

“Because I can feel it.” Aglaia placed her hand on her chest. “Not by the power of a demigod, but by the heart beating in my chest—you love this place.”

"That's why you pass by so often. That's why you're ashamed to linger, because you're afraid you're not worthy of Jinzhi's reputation."

[Vivian: Miss Seifer will always love Miss Aglaia, just as I love Lord Phaethon. When I was little, Phaethon was the light in my heart.]

[Rin: Oh... what did I say back then?!]

[Sai Fei'er: Ugh, I'm really fed up. Why does even something as trivial as this have to be broadcast? Humph, so what if I like being in the tailor's workshop?]

[Aglaia: No one will laugh at you; our home will always be there for you.]

[Fufu: It felt like watching an opera. Promise me you two will stay together forever. I really love the cat and the seamstress.]

[Bai Er: I finally understand the relationship between the two of you.]

[Little Candle: As expected of a subject I, Caesar, value highly, Lord Jinzhi, your actions over the past thousand years have far exceeded anyone's expectations…including mine. On the journey to the fire, you are the undisputed leader.]

[Aglaia: Thank you, Caesar.]

[Little Fish Knight: It's you, you little catfish, who always loved grilling fish in the Holy City. Compared to the pretty little golden trout, you were a complete little devil.]

[Cat: Hehe, good luck, fish for dinner tonight!]

[Sai Fei: I wish time could stand still forever...]

Chapter 442 The Fall of Jin Zhi

“After taking over the priesthood of Meneta, I’ve become accustomed to letting the gold thread distinguish between sincerity and falsehood for me. But the mission I want to accomplish requires me to learn to trust and rely on others with my heart.”

Aglaia's eyes were sincere. "Sefaria—you are a sincere heart I gave to this world...and a challenge it issued to me."

“Stay with me. You have a beautiful face; it shouldn’t be constantly surrounded by scars and mud.”

It has to be said that Sai Fei'er was a little flustered when she first felt kindness. "Your words are so convoluted and confusing."

"Then it's... a deal. I'll give you one day to back out—once the farewell ceremony is over, it'll be too late to get rid of me!"

[Aglaia: For hundreds of years, I've been reflecting on what I did wrong, every word, every sentence… I've repeated it in my mind countless times. Now I know, Sefaria. Sometimes, a lie is more precious than honesty.]

[Sai Fei'er: Stop being so sentimental. Being okay right now is more important than anything else.]

[Bai'er: Sigh, sometimes I really doubt whether I'm even the savior. You all gave your all for the Fire Chaser, but I...]

[Tian: Little White, cheer up, Tian!]

[Star: Partner, are you afraid you won't be able to fulfill everyone's wishes?]

[Bai'e: Laigushi, the Iron Tomb, destruction... Ha, what am I afraid of? The ending is destined to have only two answers, so why don't I fight to the death?]

[Xia Die: We have already lived.]

[Magic Technique: That's how it should be. The epic journey to the flames has been etched in the memories of the entire galaxy. Whatever the outcome, we have presented the world with the answer from Onphalus.]

Wendy: For every story of the Golden Child, I will write a poem; your spirit of resistance will live on forever.

Meanwhile, the wreckage of the Star Train carriages.

Dan Heng was puzzled: "These men in black... they neither respond to the provocation nor seem to intend to use force—so what are they waiting for?"

"Pressure. Creating unease. Planting anxiety. It seems this is the strategy they've chosen," Regus replied calmly.

Dan Heng recalled the information he found in the treehouse: "An organization whose mission is to eliminate the Golden Descendants."

"I've read some horrifying stories that claim the Cleansers use alchemy to impose fragments of memory onto their successors, thus perpetuating identity and hatred..."

Legus affirmed: "As far as I know, this is true. The Katniss we know is, strictly speaking, the twenty-seventh Katniss in history."

"Objectively speaking, the emergence of the purges was inevitable and necessary. However, their vicious and cruel methods were despised by the public, and thus they were condemned by history."

The generations of Katniss actually represent the interests of a group of people who cannot abandon the power and wealth they have acquired since ancient times for the sake of a vague and illusory re-creation.

Even if Onphalus faces the catastrophe of world destruction.

Dan Heng is worried that if he is being targeted by the Cleansers, then Xing will probably not be forgotten either. He hopes everything will be alright.

Just then, Kratrus arrived with two Ohma warriors.

"We've finally found you, Lord Danheng. We couldn't reach you through the communication stone tablet, and the Holy City Guards almost thought you and Xing had met with misfortune."

His gaze then turned to the cleaners like a drawn bow, "You insects crawling in the shadows, step back! This conspiracy ends here."

"You have succeeded in carrying out your evil plan. Scatter and flee as soon as possible, and you may still be able to save your lives... But I advise you never to come near Ohma again, otherwise, the angry mob will tear you to pieces."

"Because Aglaia is dead—and in the eyes of the citizens of the Holy City, you are her murderers!"

Daminoas: Damn purgers! Citizens of Ohma, who will join me in burying them utterly in the history of Onphalus!

Even I, as a member of the Suspended Peak faction, couldn't stand it anymore.

[Storm the Senate!]

[Bai Er: Everyone, please remain rational. The lineage of Kayneth within the Senate has been eradicated. We cannot conclude that the entire Senate is evil because of one bad apple.]

[Aglaia: Bai'er is right. The fate of Ohma hangs in the balance. You can place your trust in the new leader, Bai'er.]

[Sai Fei: They got off too easy.]

[Clatrus: Lord Whitebeard, the Suspended Blade tribe obeys your every command.]

[Bai'er: Thank you, Kratrus. However, let's leave the rest to the Golden Blood and the train crew.]

[Star: Thank you for all your hard work. Aglaia, see you tomorrow.]