Super Righteous Player
Chapter 853 - 391: The Seed of a Hero

Chapter 853: Chapter 391: The Seed of a Hero

Lin Yiyi froze for a moment before turning around.

She saw a young girl dressed in Western clothes, looking like a porcelain doll.

Golden curly hair, bright emerald eyes. Floating behind her were three unidentifiable objects resembling clear-weather dolls or feather balls tied with handkerchiefs.

She looked like a young lady from a wealthy family, and yet like an adorable little animal.

She was holding a strange toy that looked like a white stag... Lin Yiyi’s first glance did not discern whether it was a living creature or not, for it was translucent, glowing and emitting smoke, much like a guardian spirit summoned by a celestial spell.

"...Jiu’er?"

In response to the recent question, Lin Yiyi tentatively asked as well.

The girl on the other side immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Watching her entire demeanor collapse—Lin Yiyi knew then that she hadn’t recognized the wrong person.

"How did we end up in a nightmare?"

Lin Yiyi was utterly puzzled.

Jiu’er shook her head in equal confusion: "I don’t know... Do you have a main quest over there?"

"I don’t."

"I don’t either."

The elf girl that Jiu’er had become hesitated slightly: "So what should we do? Just, um, stroll around? And it’s getting dark soon, where should we stay?"

"...Am I not your guardian? Don’t you have any money on you?"

"Isn’t the guardian supposed to handle the money? Besides, what currency do elves use anyway? I definitely don’t have any..."

Jiu’er looked bewildered: "Besides, I don’t know the way... I can’t just ask a passerby, ’Sir, where do you suppose I live?’ And if we don’t have a main quest, how are we supposed to leave this nightmare?"

"We can’t just wait until six in the morning for it to automatically end, can we?"

"That would just make Kafney pass out."

The two looked at each other, at a loss.

Lin Yiyi quickly thought of a solution: "I remember part of the plot... Let’s go find Bofis?

"I recall her mother might have a clue about the Heart of Justice. It’s better to ask than not... Even if we get killed, we’ll just drop out."

"That sounds good."

They quickly came to a decision.

On the other side.

After entering that door.

Maria had just steadied herself when she immediately noticed that the two girls by Annan’s side had suddenly disappeared.

"Don’t worry," before she could ask, Salvatore spoke up, "They must have entered a nightmare."

"Could this be an Otherworld-level nightmare?"

Maria was curious, "Why would their bodies disappear too? What if they encounter danger?"

"Ah, don’t worry."

Salvatore calmly said, "They are visitors from the Otherworld brought here by Annan. Their bodies are fake, fashioned by the power of the Book of the Celestial Chariot. If they ’die’, they’ll be resurrected, although it comes at a small price.

"Moreover, this is a specimen storage facility, not a nightmare formed by the souls of the dead filled with grudges. It is designed so that souls can stay peacefully inside... So the days here pass very quietly, and even entering it, one wouldn’t easily die."

"...It sounds like you understand Annan quite well."

Maria raised her eyebrows slightly, saying in a lukewarm tone.

Walking alongside, Kafney replied, "I know about this as well.

"Those people call themselves players... It seems they come from the same world as Annan, but it’s more like a similar world."

"Players... Do they think this is a game?"

Maria frowned deeply.

"Probably."

Salvatore shrugged, "They don’t die easily here, so isn’t this just like a game?

"If I were to fail in purifying a nightmare and faced no punishment, I would also go searching for nightmares... It’s a very normal mentality."

"...But what if they knew that the Book of the Celestial Chariot brought them to this world and that it was the Book of the Celestial Chariot that gave them the power of immortality, and then they turned against Annan?"

Maria was full of concern, "After all, Annan doesn’t have the ability to resurrect. And if they got their hands on the Book of the Celestial Chariot, perhaps they would open a pathway, allowing their entire world to invade... The Celestial Chariot indeed has such power."

"That shouldn’t happen. Because the Book of the Celestial Chariot doesn’t just bring people from another world randomly."

Salvatore answered confidently, "Those who can come through the Book of the Celestial Chariot have one thing in common—the trait of Pursuers of Light."

"Pursuers of Light?"

"That’s right."

Salvatore smiled somewhat sheepishly, "When I first met Annan, I was actually quite wary. I specifically used rituals and spells to test those ’players’ following him.

"I found that deep in their hearts, they all long for light—they all yearn for justice, love, and peace. They are seeds of heroes and saints, not demons and beasts.

"Of course, if they suffer great setbacks, it’s not to say they won’t fall. But with proper guidance and nurturing... each of them has a bright future."

Salvatore laughed softly and retorted, "Look at those two kids, aren’t they good children?"

"...Indeed."

Maria nodded in agreement, "They are very good, very well-behaved children. When they landed earlier, they seemed worried you might fall, so they subconsciously lent a hand.

"And when leaving the palace before, even though they waited at the door for a while, they didn’t complain or expect any rewards. When Annan thanked them, they naturally responded with ’It’s no big deal’—not humble, nor overly respectful, but very friendly.

"It’s not that they ’had to obey Annan’s orders to come over,’ nor did they ’follow for benefits, hoping to gain something.’ They simply came because ’a friend needed help,’ and they happened to be free. It was just a convenient trip.

"Rather than being Annan’s Summons, they are more like friends... I’ve had such friends too."

She looked up nostalgically, "Friends who could cross status, age, and race... I thought those two kids were the best of them, but if you say the other kids are the same, then I can indeed be relieved."

Despite being only eighteen herself, Maria habitually liked to refer to them as "children."

"They really have done very well."

Kafney said earnestly, "They also helped destroy the Corrupted Husband’s ritual before, and in the fight against the Carriers of the Spirit, they knew they were not a match, but they insisted on helping. Many even used their bodies to block attacks for us desperately...

"As far as I know, they also help purify nightmares in the Underworld. Many abandoned cities have begun to rebuild order with their help—the Diggers and Sages of many Underground towns are singing their praises."

"They even saved abandoned cities?"

Maria exclaimed in amazement, "That’s really remarkable! Aren’t they stronger than us now?"

"This is probably what real heroes are like. At the very least, they are the seeds of heroes."

Salvatore commented, "Just like the heroes in legend... Real-life heroes can fail.

"—But the heroes of legend are immortal."

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