kvmb Chapter 615 A Chronicle from Ten Thousand Years Ago
Chapter 615 A Chronicle from Ten Thousand Years Ago
The boy sighed.
"I've said it before, I won't regret my choices. Since I caused this mess, their betrayal and infighting are consequences I must bear for my choices. If they are truly beyond redemption, then I will personally...correct everything."
"So in later generations, the boy changed his surname to Shang and his name to Zhen. He traveled the world as a traveler and joined different forces to save the collapsing order. However, in each life, he ended up betraying others. In the final cycle, he broke the rules with his own hands and became the current Holy Venerable."
Rek'os's voice sounded particularly heavy in the wind and snow.
Everyone fell silent, gazing at the slender figure ahead, their hearts filled with indescribable complex emotions.
That boy, the one who challenged the world-destroying ice dragon with an iron sword and stood up for humans he didn't even know.
But in the end, it all ended like this.
“I see…” Rednos murmured, but his face was serious. “No wonder the Holy Lord always seemed so aloof and indifferent to the world. He had seen through it all long ago.”
“It’s not that he saw through it, it’s that he was disappointed,” Rek’Os corrected. “He still believed in humanity, but he no longer hoped that they could find their own way. So he chose to guide them, to protect the order, rather than let them run wild.”
Ahead, the boy stopped and turned to look at them.
"Hey, what are you guys whispering about? Can't walk anymore?"
"Coming, coming!" Karin responded quickly and followed after him.
"Young friend, wait a moment," Rednos suddenly interjected.
"So, you've decided to go back?" the boy asked, arms crossed.
Rednos waved his hand: "No, no, no, it's just that you see it's getting late. Even if you don't care about us, it will be hard to find a safe place to stay if we keep traveling like this."
The boy looked up at the sky. Indeed, the leaden clouds had pressed down even lower, and the wind and snow seemed to be even more intense than before. He remained silent for a moment, then finally nodded.
“Alright, follow me. There should be a snow wolf den nearby.”
The group followed the boy for about half an hour through the wind and snow, finally discovering an abandoned snow wolf den at the foot of a sheltered ice cliff. The den wasn't large, but it was more than enough to accommodate their group.
The boy skillfully entered the cave and soon returned with a bundle of firewood, probably collected during his previous hunt. He expertly piled the wood but hesitated to light it.
"What's wrong?" Karin asked.
“You can’t use fire here,” the boy explained briefly. “Fire will attract even more terrifying monsters, especially at night.”
"What are we going to do? Just sit here like this?" Karin shrank her neck.
Rednos chuckled softly: "That's easy. Ordinary beasts are wary of the scent of beasts that are larger and fiercer than themselves. Luckily, my friend collected some... Icetooth Tiger droppings. As long as we set it up here, we can rest easy tonight."
As he spoke, he looked at Sugniel beside him.
At this moment, Sugniel looked astonished.
Rednos whispered a few words in his ear, and Sugniel's expression changed from surprise to difficulty, and finally he sighed.
“You bastard…” he muttered.
“Then I’ll leave it to you, Mr. Fierce Tiger,” Rednos whispered.
“Alright, wait a minute, I need to look for it first. Oh, right, I remember Mr. Caesar also has some dragon excrement on him, it's annoying to keep it, so why don't we use it together?” Sugnir turned to look at Caesar.
"Huh?" Caesar was taken aback.
At this moment, everyone gave an awkward laugh.
One is a fierce tiger, and the other is a demonic dragon. It has to be said that with the presence of these two, would any demon dare to approach?
As night fell, the wind and snow howled, and everyone sat around the fire to keep warm.
The boy skillfully shaved off the fur on the snow wolf's leg, then roasted the entire leg over the fire.
The firelight flickered inside the cave, casting their shadows long and short. Caesar and Sugnir's presence had indeed worked; occasionally, the roars of wild beasts echoed from outside the cave, but they eventually faded into the distance.
The boy focused intently on turning the roasting leg, the grease dripping onto the flames and sizzling, the aroma beginning to fill the cave.
"Wow, it smells so good! I never knew you had this skill!" Karin exclaimed, drooling.
The boy didn't look up, but simply replied, "I'm used to being in freezing weather all the time, so I don't care much about the taste, as long as it fills my stomach."
Mo Yan was slightly taken aback: "Is there very little food here?"
"It's not just rare, it's practically nonexistent. In this freezing weather, even if the seeds were planted, they would freeze to death. And even if they did manage to grow, they would be picked before they could mature," the boy said calmly.
"No way, is it really that bad?" Karin exclaimed in surprise.
"Otherwise, what did you think? Teyvat, under the rule of the Ice Dragon, is a glacier where any living being has to plunder to survive. It's a world of survival of the fittest."
"So, that's why you embarked on this path of trials?" Rednos asked.
The boy nodded: "That's right, I want to talk to this world-destroying ruler and ask him to restore warmth to this land."
As soon as he finished speaking, the cave fell silent.
Kailin, Mo Yan, Zhao Heng, and Zi Xuan were all stunned, and even Sugeniel was slightly taken aback.
Only Rek'oth looked at the boy with an invisible soft light in his eyes.
Those were the exact same words from ten thousand years ago.
"Talk?" Kailin couldn't help but ask, "That's a world-destroying ice dragon, you're just going to... go and talk to it empty-handed?"
The young man flipped the roasting meat, the firelight reflecting on his young yet unusually determined face: "How do we know it won't work if we don't talk about it? If we don't even have the courage to speak up, then the people of this land will be frozen in the wind and snow forever."
“But you’re just an ordinary person. Aren’t you afraid that once you go, you’ll never come back?” Rednos’s voice softened considerably, no longer teasing.
The boy paused in his movements. He looked up at the howling wind and snow outside the cave entrance, as if gazing upon the entire world of suffering.
“I’m afraid.” He admitted frankly, his voice soft but unusually clear. “I’m afraid of pain, afraid of the cold, afraid of hunger, afraid of death. But I’m even more afraid that humanity will lose its future because of this.”
“I’m starving every day, living in constant fear. I might freeze or starve to death at home any day. So I’m going to give it a try. If it refuses, I’ll challenge it to a duel. Even if I end up like those so-called trial participants, buried in the snow, I won’t regret it. At least I fought for them.”
"Have you ever considered that people won't be grateful for your efforts? After all, in such a harsh environment, they're willing to fight to the death for power. If you really bring them warmth, how can you guarantee they won't turn on each other for profit?" Rednos asked.