Rinnascita was truly peaceful everywhere, and most people's faces were adorned with happy and contented smiles.
Along the way, Riel hadn't even seen any Tacet Discords fighting with humans in the wild, which seemed much more stable than Jinzhou—of course, it was also possible that the Tacet Discords had been cleared out in advance for the Saintess's coronation and procession.
But as long as Solaris's catastrophe didn't stop, as long as the enemy of regional civilization—the Threnodian—didn't die—or rather, as long as the uneliminatable Threnodian wasn't sent into the next unformed cycle,
then no matter how much the Tacet Discords were hunted, absorbed, and transformed, they would still regenerate infinitely.
But how could the peace along this journey be explained?
Could it be the calm before the storm?
Riel didn't understand—perhaps what he knew as the "plot" was just one possible development of this world? Maybe in the possibility he was currently in, the Saintess's coronation wouldn't have any accidents?
Riel was thinking, recalling, not idle, and not completely immersed in the joyful and festive atmosphere—he was wondering if he had missed any details?
Before Fleurdelys became the Sentinel, did she resonate with the Sentinel? At that time, was it the Sentinel or Imperator who resonated?
Imperator... who is that? It seems to be the name of either the Sentinel or a Threnodian...? Is it from Rinnascita? Or Jinzhou?
Why would she resonate with a Threnodian during her coronation? Is it necessary to resonate with a Threnodian during a coronation?
Why was the Saintess's coronation twenty years ago, and the church stopped the carnival on the grounds that the carnival would attract the black tide, but why did the carnival only stop for ten years...? Didn't the black tide only come twice? Was the black tide brought by the Saintess's coronation related to the carnival?
If Saintess Fleurdelys resonated with a Threnodian, then how did she use the power of space and separation to lift and seal Avinoleum, which was affected by the black tide's descent?
Could it be that after the Threnodian assimilated with the Sentinel, their abilities were integrated, but the consciousness was dominated by the Threnodian?
So messy... so messy... Last night, I seemed to be thinking that the Saintess was... pollution... what was the source called again?
How... was it again...?
Riel suddenly felt a pain in his head, as if a rod had plunged into his mind, stirring his originally clear cognition and memories into a chaotic mess!
Wait... what was the Sentinel's name again?
Oh~ I remember now... The Sentinel is called the Leviathan Lord, a Labrador with three swords, a single horn on its head, a whale's body, and four horse legs!
Unconsciously, as Riel continued to think deeper, his bright dragon eyes became tinged with haziness and turbidity—
I seem to have gradually understood everything!
Now! Only two things need to be done!
Support the Saintess! Enjoy the carnival!
No need for futile thinking!
Riel had become increasingly successful in integrating into Rinnascita... As the third seven-bell chime rang, the Saintess's procession had already arrived at Egra Town.
Carnival! Lively! Happy! Content!
Under the protection of the Leviathan Lord, Rinnascita will always be happy and carefree!
Hahahahaha! Enjoy the carnival! Support the Saintess! Live in the present!
Carnival! More carnival!!!
The Sentinel grants Rinnascita all light and stability!
As people cheered and sang, Riel couldn't help but hum along—though he didn't quite understand or keep up with the rhythm and melody.
When the Saintess greeted everyone, bestowed blessings and wishes, Riel also felt a warmth in his heart—Fleurdelys's figure had, at some point, become tall and majestic in his mind, making him almost want to prostrate himself in worship!!
Saintess! Saintess! We are all lost lambs prostrating at her feet, awaiting guidance!
Sound Master! Sound Master! Please accept our most devout faith! When can we reach the holy kingdom of heaven?!
Riel felt it, he had completely integrated into this world—he had completely accepted the faith of Rinnascita—he was no longer a wandering, rootless outsider—he! was a lamb at the Saintess's feet! a loyal dog beloved by the Sentinel!
Saintess! Step on me!
Fleurdelys seemed to sense the agitation of the Amaterasu in front of her, and thought that the introverted Little Amaterasu had integrated into the festive atmosphere, so excited it couldn't control itself. She glanced briefly, not feeling anything amiss with it.
So she subtly reached out and pressed the Amaterasu lying in front of her crotch—after all, Amaterasu's tail was wagging excitedly, almost like an electric fan, occasionally brushing her... hmm, lower abdomen, ticklish, hmm... somewhat sensitive.
Pressed by Fleurdelys, Riel felt like he had heard the decadent music from heaven~
Oh~ this smooth and tender touch~ this squeezing sensation~ oh~
Eh... why do I feel like an outsider...?
Aren't I a seihai born and raised in Rinnascita?
Bliss! Bliss! The Saintess's coronation is the supreme divine path to the blissful heaven!
Quick! Quick! Let's go to Avinoleum, everyone, and ascend to eternal bliss together!
That is a world where sweet dew will fall from the sky!
That is a world where honey will gush from the ground! That is a world where delicious food is everywhere!
But I don't seem to like sweets like honey...?
That is a world where you can lie flat and be happy for life without death or sorrow!!!
Death...? I seem to... feel like I've forgotten something...?
What is it...?
Never mind, it's not important.
Nothing is more important than participating in the Saintess's coronation.
As they drew closer to Avinoleum, the sacred and majestic bells grew clearer and louder, Riel's dragon face smiled more openly and wildly, and the Rinnascita people crowding the Saintess's procession grew infinitely larger!
Even the Montelli Family, who were initially in the innermost circle following the Saintess's procession, had been pushed into some unknown corner by several other families whose names Riel didn't know—anyway, Riel could no longer see Little Carlotta.
Or perhaps Little Carlotta was too boisterous from constantly being amused by Riel earlier, and her father had taken her down from his shoulders?
Unable to see Little Carlotta, Riel, riding high on Gehinnom, extended his gaze further outward—the family scions in the innermost circle, a bunch of uncles, aunts, old men, and old women, had been trying to maintain that unique, lofty "dignity," not "carnival-like" at all, which was a bit boring.
Speaking of which, a truly un-carnival-like little fellow was soon discovered by Riel.
He? was mixed in with the outermost edge of the procession, wearing only a white T-shirt that covered his calves. The clothes were old and somewhat tattered, and he was barefoot on the ground, his body covered with dense small scars and drops of blood. His fair little feet were also full of mud and small scrapes.
His build was indistinct, making it impossible to tell if he was male or female. His white hair was greasy and matted together, his face was dusty, and even his? aura and atmosphere around him were dim, showing no sign of happiness for the Saintess's coronation.
It's worth mentioning that this little fellow, about seven or eight years old, had a slender tail with a spade-shaped tip hanging from beneath his ragged old T-shirt, and a pair of shallow black spiral-patterned blunt horns on his head... These unusual features are mostly the manifestation of a Resonator's physical changes after resonating with a certain frequency—meaning this dirty little fellow was actually a Resonator?
Sure enough, Riel seemed to discover traces of a resonance scar on his? arm and the spine below his neck.
Tsk tsk tsk, so young, quite something, quite something.
This appearance made Riel feel somewhat familiar...?
Eh! Isn't this Little Zani?
It seems he had seen her as a child in a companion quest? Especially that succubus tail, it's really too recognizable!
Hmph! How dare she not celebrate and cheer for the Saintess's coronation?
Let me see what she's doing?
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