Chapter 2321: Gone Without a Trace
“Eh? Eh eh! Why?” I was stunned. This green-haired girl, we were just chatting fine, why was she suddenly cursing me?
“Don’t ask, just treat it as a spell. Take this amulet and don’t lose it,” the green-haired girl said.
I could feel kindness in her words, she wasn’t actually cursing me, so I could only accept it, though I was still confused.
Then she looked at the black-haired boy. The black-haired boy seemed to have finished talking with Older Brother Jayad. The green-haired girl smiled and said, “It was a pleasure to meet and talk with you. It’s about time, we should be going.”
“Oh, okay, goodbye.” I looked at these two people. Their identities were mysterious, and I still didn’t know their names. Their words were profound, many of which I couldn’t even understand. They left just as hastily.
The black-haired boy waved his hand, turned around with the green-haired girl, and walked away, asking as they walked, “Little Bailing Ding, where do you want to go next?”
“Hmm, I want to go to the Dark Multiverse, Earth Zero,” the green-haired girl said with a smile. Then they seemed to step into the void, their figures faded and disappeared. They entered the spiritual realm, and next they would likely step into a higher dimension.
What was even stranger was that there were quite a few travelers around, but no one was surprised by their disappearance. They were still commenting on the bronze statue and the memorial plaques, as if these two had never existed from the start.
“Who are those two? They’re so mysterious. I can’t even tell if she’s from Eastern Ying or Central Plains,” Mari said, though they looked like fellow countrymen, she hadn’t even had a chance to speak to them.
I didn’t answer, but in my heart, I could roughly guess. She was probably once from Central Plains, and also a modern person, but due to some unknown reason, she transmigrated to Eastern Ying and became an Otherworldly being. Judging by their costumes, it should be ancient Eastern Ying.
“They are not from this world. They are travelers from higher dimensions, just here for fun. Their status is similar to gods, and that boy might even be stronger than a god,” Jayad saw through it more clearly than I did.
“Impossible, impossible! Humans cannot become gods, let alone be stronger than gods! If there were such a person, they would already be a god. How could they have no aura at all?” Re said, finding it unbelievable.
The existence of gods was obvious. Anyone could tell with one look. They were beings far superior to mortals, filled with immense Divine Power, carrying a sense of being like the laws of the world. It was as if they were natural phenomena rather than individuals, and even an Avatar could not conceal it.
Take the green-haired girl from just now, for example. She was a being only one step away from godhood. The moment I saw her, I saw countless illusions, which had a huge impact on my spirit.
As for the black-haired boy, he had no aura whatsoever. He was ordinary. If a strong individual deliberately concealed their aura, it was possible, but gods couldn’t do that, at least not within our understanding.
If we could somehow understand that the green-haired girl was only one step away from becoming a god, perhaps she was originally a high-dimensional being, or a demigod with the potential to become a god. Then we could understand.
What Older Brother Jayad said, that the black-haired boy was stronger than a god, was terrifying. How could there be anyone stronger than a god? But Older Brother Jayad wouldn’t speak without reason. In terms of the most direct understanding of gods, Older Brother Jayad was the strongest. He had come into contact with the Divine Power of many gods and should not be mistaken.
But regardless of the situation, the encounter with these two had a huge impact on our worldview and outlook on life. Many girls fell into a daze and contemplation.
However, a few were carefree. Flame Feather casually said, “Anyway, they’re gone. We should continue with what we were doing. Thinking about two travelers who don’t belong to our world is meaningless.”
Indeed, what kind of beings they were was meaningless for us to ponder. We couldn’t figure it out anyway. Moreover, their attitude was at least friendly, and that was enough.
“That’s true. Then let’s continue with our plan. This Napoleon Memorial, shall we go in and see?” Older Brother Jayad suddenly asked.
“Of course. Since we’re here, let’s go in,” I shook my head, forgetting about the green-haired girl from just now. But I carefully put away the amulet she gave me.
So we bought tickets and entered the memorial hall. To be honest, the ticket price was quite expensive, one silver coin per person, and seventy copper coins per person for group tickets. It was just within the reach of ordinary people who gritted their teeth.
The Napoleon Memorial Hall was magnificent and resplendent. Facing us was a bronze statue of Napoleon standing with his sword raised, holding a command sword.
The plaque below was written in Latin and French, as well as several dialects of the Apennine Peninsula. It read: “Emperor Napoleon commanding the artillery to fire in volleys.”
In the museum behind, there were display cabinets covered with glass, filled with guns and cannons, swords and sabers, armor, and wax figures of soldiers and horses. Most of them wore the gray-blue uniforms of the French army.
“Is it really okay to call him Emperor Napoleon here? Since this isn’t the French Empire,” Lorna asked. It was one thing to be called that in other countries’ territories, but to write it directly as Emperor was quite unimaginable.
“Of course, it’s fine. The people of Corsica greatly admire Napoleon. Even to unite the local populace, they would give Napoleon the highest honors. Moreover, this museum was originally built to attract French people and locals,” Re smiled. She had seen too many such tricks; making money was not shameful.
“And don’t forget, Genoa is not an empire. Its highest leader is called the Most Esteemed Doge, so it’s not sensitive to admire other countries’ emperors in Genoa,” Via also said.
In fact, as long as it was in a place where central authority was not strong, such as the Holy Roman Empire, the Byzantine Empire, etc., it was acceptable to admire other countries’ emperors, as long as it wasn’t done too excessively, such as clearly opposing a foreign king.
We walked through, seeing many weapons displayed in cabinets, such as swords with bayonets used by the French army, portable steam cannons of the French army, warships commanded by Napoleon, and so on.
At this moment, a girl’s voice introduced, “This is a noble’s sword commonly used by the French army. It has a trigger on the handle, so you can fire directly while swinging the sword. It’s very insidious. I’ve also used one. Although it’s a standard issue from France, looking at the handguard, it doesn’t have a noble crest, so it’s not an original genuine product, just a replica.”
“Miss Bailing Ding, you really know a lot,” Lorna praised.
“Hmm? I’m French?” Bailing Ding said in French.
