Chapter 2287 - 862: Every Second I See Her, I Hope She Will Be Well

Hill suddenly felt the passage of time.

Although he sensed his own change, it was due to encountering certain things and certain people; he didn’t actually have a sense of specific time.

He had indeed left Teraxil a long time ago.

But what did time matter to Hill?

The value of time actually lies in humanity’s perception of life’s passage... Time once gone is something only the short-lived humans lament over.

Although Hill still maintains past habits in many places, his numbness to the passage of time is almost like that of the Elves and other Eternal Races.

But at this moment, having seen "Snow Cloud Peak" emerge from confusion, watched "Young Master" graduate and begin his life journey, and even the evidently more mature "Perfect Bald"... Even the "Magic Sword" has become more sensible than a few years ago.

Though he still doesn’t much like speaking human words, at least he prioritizes tasks.

If it was before, "Magic Sword" rarely would have been able to work seriously while joking... to him, a second of joy was more important than anything serious.

They are really not the same as the ones Hill first encountered.

Time for the Undead Tribe had been sped up.

In reality, they have merely crossed a few years.

Yet the Fantasy World has already passed decades.

But until this moment, Hill suddenly realized, indeed, much time had gone by.

Long enough for an ordinary person in the Fantasy World to walk through their life journey, for the Undead Tribe to embark on a different life in their world.

And he...

Hill gently blinked, he had grown but in some aspect, nothing had changed.

"Of course, the ones I like must have something in common with me!" After hearing Hill’s words, Lansendel reviewed what had just happened... For deities, it isn’t hard to look back at a bit of time’s history.

Of course, it’s not easy for longer spans and requires tracing through The River of Time and Space.

Even if the River of Time and Space in the Multiverse is ultimately controlled by Teraxil’s God of Time and Space, he can’t prevent others from watching.

The deities who hold the Law gained power only to stop others from altering their controlled laws.

But to let someone utilize this law requires his permission... that’s not something anyone can just accomplish.

Even ancient beings like Styx can’t achieve that!

So, fellows like Lansendel who don’t care at all aren’t bothered by whether there’s an owner in The River of Time and Space.

Yet troublemakers are truly annoying.

After all, while you’re sneakily observing others, knowing someone is watching you from the start can be infuriating.

Who knows when this God of Time and Space will sell you out?

Though they rarely leave their Divine Kingdom, the number of deities who hate him likely surpasses those who dislike Shaer.

Therefore, when William initially connected with Shaer, Hill wasn’t surprised at all.

He was so actively stepping Out of Xil, declaring himself as a god of amusement who just came to watch, not meddle... all to build some divine relationships.

Meeting many deities, or knowing that Teraxil Divinity was generous and straightforward, sure to offer proper compensation... then if something happens, William would surely find out early.

Even if he can’t prevent a conspiracy from starting, at least he should know where the plot against him comes from and how to address it.

Thus back then, though thinking William was too sycophantic towards Shaer, Hill didn’t take it to heart.

Who’d have thought that guy could really trick the famously indifferent, uninterested-in-love Shaer!

Though Shaer couldn’t stop the dark hands reaching the God of Time and Space... Hill believes at least William wouldn’t need to deal with endless minor bothers.

Trying to mess with the God of Time and Space and William requires being quick and ruthless, even more secretive than Asmodier dealing with Heavenly Mountain... Pah, if anyone could accomplish such deeds, they’d be within William and his guards.

Open attacks aren’t scary, what’s terrifying is not knowing the source of the attacks.

Even if a stab in the back comes from an ally, it’s better than an unknown attacker.

However, no one knows how those two jumped straight into an epic romance from their initial mutual affection.

Even now, when Hill thinks about it, he finds it eerie.

"Could there be a better deity than me?"

Even though he knew his friend was thick-skinned, Hill’s understanding of this Great Peacock was refreshed.

"So, those I like naturally are similar to me." Lansendel’s tone was definitely adamant.

Shaer silently let out a breath.

She probably thought of... what would "Young Master" be like entering Lansendel’s Divine Kingdom, and deeply worries for William... as the primary sin of sending such a person to Lansendel, William is sure to be cursed by many.

Yet she soon calmed... William had once told her the Undead Tribe could hardly have disciples like Lansendel’s who are eternally adolescent.

Perhaps some may maintain such "first or second place" beliefs during maturity, but towards life’s end, few can hold fast.

Fear of death drives most humans into dread of destiny.

Such people can’t enter Lansendel’s Divine Kingdom.

Although Lansendel still admires him, the principles of the Lord of Dawn are inviolable for anyone.

The soul of someone like "Young Master", if truly eligible for Multiverse entry, is likely taken away by Vila.

Though William mentioned there’s still a one percent chance... Shaer hopes their luck isn’t that bad, right?

The key point is, in Lansendel’s Divine Kingdom, if someone enters with ideas more shattering to all of Toril’s views... Shaer feels her plan of taking William to Toril might as well conclude.

Though it’s impossible for anyone to cause them mortal harm, making their lives chaotic is feasible.

Shaer... thinks about whether to let William take a stroll in her Shadow Realm soon.

She herself engineered a grand joke for the former Goddess of Magic, the esteemed Lady Midnight... having successfully been assassinated at home, Shaer definitely doesn’t wish to become someone else’s target again.

Hill couldn’t possibly guess Shaer’s numerous inner musings... truly, even if he anticipated many matters, he absolutely wouldn’t think so far ahead.

Shaer certainly deserves her reputation as a grandmaster of intrigue operating through millennia-long cycles.

Hill, such a naive child, still delights in the tender emotions between "Young Master" and Lansendel with a full heart and gentle expression.

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Of course, there is one person whom nobody ever speculates about where she goes.

Unless she herself chooses to dive into Eternal sleep.

The "Old Age Striking King", upon confirming the specifics of the Wenjian management meeting, stood with arms folded, pinching her chin in contemplation.

"Elder, what do you think?" "Cunlü" nudged her small shoulder, "Young Master seems to have acted decisively this time, will... concerning Academy Star... what’s your view?"

The "Old Age Striking King" lowered her hands, looking up at her: "What are you thinking?

Academy Star would never find cause to resent Young Master over such a trivial matter.

Let me tell you, he only established footing at Academy Star partly because the Youth Journey of the Wenjian World indeed helped Academy Star solve some minor issues.

However, the fundamental prerequisite remains Young Master’s own aptitude, his capability.

Academy Star, when could money alone resolve matters?

Frankly speaking, I always believed the one small convenience Academy Star offered Young Master was listing him as a teacher, granting him the right to purchase land in nicer areas.

Even then, they charged him for the land."

"I just want to hear some real situations from you." "Cunlü" rubbed her little hands, "to calm my mind.

This world changes too quickly, and I genuinely fear Academy Star too may become something else entirely.

Hey~ however it changes, whenever it changes, I truly don’t care.

Just, please don’t change before my daughter goes to school."

The "Old Age Striking King" glanced at her: "You’ve gotten good with words you don’t mean?"

"Did you also anticipate Young Master might disrupt those so-called artists?" She mildly chuckled, "Well, truly, the art world under Alliance hosts a swarm of rotten eggs.

If even Academy Star, the sole direct access route to the top, gets blocked... ordinary families’ daughters find getting in incredibly tough.

Yet, Cunlü, our nation would never reach that juncture.

You, after becoming a mom, why have you turned so..."

"Maybe it’s from thinking every second about how I can give her the beauty she desires?"