The capital of the Li Long United Kingdom, Dragon City, is the new aristocrat of the Dao Yuan Eastern Continent, the political center, the trade center; all these achievements are thanks to the great Governor Luthor's reforms. His reputation isn't limited to Li Long; other countries are also imitating him, with the Church providing funding and effort, making the Canon Law School model very popular in various countries.
Everywhere in the capital exudes prosperity, and the land in the Inner City, where at least a family must have produced a member of parliament, is worth its weight in gold.
A luxurious estate.
Sunlight streams in through the windows into the spacious and bright study room. The bookshelves are filled with masterpieces from various eras. A young man sits poised at the desk, a steaming cup of coffee, a red notebook on the table, along with a few books, the top one being "The Political Wisdom of Governor Luthor."
The book is well preserved but has clearly been read many times. Each reading brings new insights. Governor Luthor is a great designer, skillfully maneuvering the entire kingdom, balancing needs, allowing the multi-ethnic United Kingdom to achieve unprecedented unity, reaching today's heights.
The young man took a sip of coffee, basked in the sunlight outside the window, with a reminiscent expression, hummed as he opened the notebook, took out a delicate quill pen, dipped it in ink, and began to write.
September 2, the wheel of fate continues to turn. In the majestic Twelve Zodiac Star Disc, the male protagonist descends, the female protagonist takes her place; it's very harmonious. The male supporting characters arrive one after another, and this time there is a newcomer.
Miss Aries is as elegant and charming as ever. Her gaze always lingers around me, possessing the noble temperament that can only be cultivated after more than three generations of inheritance. Although there is a certain gap compared to my background, I don't mind. Mystery and imagination add points to her in my heart, but I feel this wonderful fate is worth it. There is mutual understanding and affection between us;
Taurus is a quiet gourd, slightly older in age, likely having experienced a lot of hardships, losing optimism towards life. His profession is most likely something like a mercenary. He fits the role of a guard in a legendary story. Life is unfair; my starting point is an unattainable end point for him.
The new Gemini is slightly naive, not very old, with behavior and manners that are quite grassroots. That humbleness is squeezed out by the environment, appearing particularly deliberately calm under my composed contrast. Judging by accent and attitude towards faith, they're most likely from a lower city Canon Law School in Li Long Kingdom, radiating a sense of not underestimating a poor young man, a rather unqualified supporting character.
They will all be witnesses and foils on the road to love for Miss Aries and me. I hold expectations for subsequent supporting characters.
The Twelve Zodiac Star Disc will only gather those with extraordinary talents and destinies. In the coming times, I will guide the two of them to catch up with my forward pace and become part of my glory...
What color does she like? Noble purple... a bit old-fashioned, sky blue... a bit childish...
...If she takes the initiative to show goodwill, should I keep my distance or agree immediately?
...
Half an hour later, the record was finally complete, ending on the diary owner's motto: I am the chosen, also the only one.
He closed the red notebook, and a beautiful day began.
...
In the Night Patrol office, Li Xin, who wasn't on a mission, spent the entire morning reading the newspaper. Speed reading is a basic skill. Anything involving Luthor, he paid special attention to. Combining it with what he saw earlier, he still found something noteworthy; a few phrases were repeated many times.
For example: No one is unique, no matter where you come from.
Glory is crucial for everyone; giving up glory equals giving up the chance to advance.
The beginning must be ruthless, growth needs to be steady, breakthroughs rely on combat.
Similarly motivational phrases appeared multiple times, used in different contexts. Although it didn't seem wrong, Li Xin always felt it was strange, as if hinting at something.
No mysterious events occurred, and the Night Patrol's job was still quite good. Of course, it doesn't mean there weren't any incidents, just that they didn't need newcomers like Li Xin to participate yet. The Night Patrol has some peripheral personnel, enough to handle some minor tasks, like a waking cat or a berserk Rat Spirit. There are also some mysterious events in the city that are misunderstandings. It's impossible to manage each one, so they undergo a certain selection process.
In the afternoon, he could become familiar with Hex Guns at the Night Patrol's exclusive training ground and also chat with Mo Feng. Deep inside, Mo Feng envied others very much. He was once a team leader; many years of frontline Night Patrol work did have some psychological issues. Alcohol was Mo Feng's way of controlling emotions and relaxing nerves. When he saw others carrying out tasks, he longed for it in his heart. Doing this job made it almost impossible to have a normal life. Mo Feng, like the captain Luo Jin, didn't have much family, and he didn't care where he died in the future.
"Old Mo, do you know anything about the Holy Land?" After hearing Mo Feng boast for an hour, Li Xin asked.
To enter the Holy Land requires a Divine Relic. As long as you have it, you can enter. Alternatively, if your Spiritual Ability is sufficiently refined, you can carve the Gate of Truth to enter. Former Night Patrol captains, even if they hadn't been there, should have a certain understanding.
During the Round Table Conference, Miss Aries mentioned some things, but they weren't very detailed. In such an occasion, he couldn't delve into details like someone ignorant.
Old Mo looked at Li Xin with a smile, slurped, in the vast Night Patrol, he encountered such a chatty individual after so many years, "Ah Xin, you asked the right person. Back in the day, your elder brother had his glory days, favored by the gods; if not for my firm faith, I'd have long been pulled away by other divine beings."
Seeing Li Xin in a seeking-to-learn manner, old Mo's heart was suddenly inspired, "The place gathers all sorts of people, the Church, Secret Organizations, Canon Law School elites are nothing. Your older brother was really fierce in his youth, slaughtering on all sides in the Holy Land, resolving divine tests. Some church Saintesses wanted to privately contact me; if I hadn't already decided to shine in the Night Patrol role, you wouldn't encounter me now. Let me tell you, the Fiery Sun Church's Saintess is one fiery lady, those chests, you can't grab them with both hands... The Frost Saintess, despite looking cold, is actually rather passionate..."
Gulp~~~
"Old Mo, what exactly constitutes victory or failure? Are there changes for both?" Li Xin listened increasingly curiously, feeling like the other was telling a story.
Gulp, gulp... Ah~~~
Mo Feng wiped his mouth, licked his tongue, surveying Li Xin, eyes narrowing, "Everything above was just boasting. I've never been to that ghost place. If you ask my opinion about the Holy Land, my opinion is don't go, don't touch, don't think about it. It's simply not a place mortals should tread. People should have self-awareness!"
Li Xin: …
"Don't think I'm cowardly; that's how reality is. Even a Licker appearing in Celestial Capital is already dangerous, still thinking about the Holy Land? Young people have strong curiosity, which is understandable, but it's said curiosity killed the cat. Even Secret Organizations and the Church can't understand it, what can people like us do if we go in? Trying to take advantage?"
Gulp, gulp, ah~~~
"I heard that although it's dangerous, you can return through the Gate of Truth when encountering dangers?" Li Xin continued to ask.
"I only know there's no such thing as a free lunch. Can you or can you not return upon encountering danger? Maybe you can, maybe you can't. Either be clear-minded, or have strong capabilities. Otherwise, you'd just be sheep waiting to be slaughtered." Old Mo said, red-faced and neck thick, emotions gradually rousing, wanting to express he's not cowardly, but wise.
"So, does this mean it's possible to enter, regardless of worshiping a Divine God or an Evil God?"
"Hmph, who differentiates between a Divine God and an Evil God? You'll understand when you reach my age."
Mo Feng patted the silent Li Xin, knowing his skills were good, and thinking the young man was unconvinced, "Our specialty in the Night Patrol is handling mysterious events in reality."
Actually, Mo Feng couldn't resist entering once when he was younger, but came back quickly and realized people are different, awakening Spiritual Ability is just the beginning, some levels are forever untouchable, and he was fortunate to pull back from the brink.
Mo Feng let it go at that; good words can't stop a ghost seeking death. He no longer possessed the sharpness of his youth, gulping down a few more sips, waving his hand, and went for a nap.
In the eyes of the Underground City, the Night Patrol's work was still quite good. Of course, it doesn't mean everything was fine, just that newcomers like Li Xin weren't needed yet. The Night Patrol had some peripheral personnel who were enough to handle certain trivial matters, like an awakening cat or a deranged Rat Spirit. In the city, there are also some mysterious events that are misunderstandings, but addressing each one is impossible, so they are subject to a certain selection.
Both lunch and dinner were taken care of in the Night Patrol's dining hall, with pretty good meals. Although it wasn't as good as expected from Aunt Fei, the food was quite decent, albeit without the need for payment. He ate several more plates of meat. He also thought about old Mo's words.
From the people at the Round Table Conference's perspective, they seemed to downplay the danger of the Holy Land. It indicated that they had forces supporting them from behind, though he was not interested in this.
He needed to solve the issue of the dice, and the Holy Land was the current top choice. The risk of entering was immense; should he use the dice for a prediction?