The eagle soared into the sky and disappeared in the night. The Robin looked up into the night sky, not looking away until a long while later. He scoffed.
“He’s gone?” A figure walked silently out of the shadow of a tree behind him. He gazed in the direction Malpas disappeared with mock interest. “The demon transformed from his shell and was given an aetheric body by the natural catastrophe. From a certain aspect, ‘omnipresent’ is not an empty word. It’ll be more convenient now that you have this. Ring the bell and he’ll immediately descend from thousands of miles away. Fast and speedy. Seems like the lord truly trusts and loves you, my priest.”
The Robin glanced at him. “Naberius, you’re late.”
Naberius was a middle-aged man. The hair on his temples was graying and his hands were stuffed in his sleeve cuffs. He looked like bookish scholarnot a bit like a dark musician.
Hearing the Robin’s accusation, he just chuckled. “I was actually early, but Malpas is still a messenger who represents the natural catastrophe. I do not dare approach him. After all, I’m not the type of person who likes to play around with contracts. It’s one thing to take advantage. It’s another to hang around a god and annoy them.”
“Whose fault is it that you thought yourself clever and found a loophole while exchanging with a natural catastrophe? You were locked in the Resonance level for eighty years by the god. I thought you’d learn after that punishment.”
Naberius was not angry. He just shook his head and sighed. “That’s how I am. I can’t help it. Taking advantage of a natural catastrophe is difficult. I ought to suffer some losses too.”
“Next I will start preparing to explore Elizabeth’s Tower.” The Robin handed him a blood-colored conch. “The Vengeful Spirit is for you.”
“That’s a small matter.”
“Small matters should be done seriously, shouldn’t they?” The Robin glanced at him coldly. “You’ve slaved for so many years for your crime. You don’t want to have done it all in vain, right?”
“Of course.” Naberius glanced casually at the holy symbol before the Robin’s chest. The Eye Within the Eye seemed to be staring at him. One was smiling lightly, the other was cold and shrouded in darkness. “With your blessing.” Naberius bowed politely and left, disappearing into the darkness.
The Royal Academy of Music was bright and sunny in the afternoon. The warm sunlight passed through the window and shone on Old Phil, covering him with a layer of gold. He looked so holy, so stalwart, somajestic. Passing him, the sunlight shone on the bowl of aromatic ribs and the youth prostrated before it.
“Boss, I’m relying on you this time.” Ye Qingxuan grasped its front paws with anticipating eyes. “You have to help me! Please just guide the path. I really need to get into Avalon’s Shadow. Oh, and can you come take me out again when I give you the signal?”
“” Old Phil did not reply. Of course, dogs could not speak. However, its disdainful eyes seemed to be reprimanding the failure before him.
“Yes, yes, yes, you’re right!” Ye Qingxuan scooted over shamelessly and petted his fur. “I’m so weak. I can’t be compared to you, Boss! Right? Humans are stupid, so can you please be kind and merciful and show me the way? I’ll give you anything! Ribs, lobsters.”
Old Phil glanced at him and then looked away coldly.