Chapter 9

Cold sweat frantically poured down Xia Xifeng’s forehead. His mind was completely blank.

He was, after all, just an ordinary university student, nowhere near the level of being calm in all situations and chatting and laughing with legendary big shots.

Besides, he knew Amuruo far too well.

Although the definition of “Prophet” in the game was very vague, most documented records consciously erased the existence of “Prophets,” with only scraps of paper dropped by Evil Gods containing a few words about “Prophets.” However, based on the definitions players pieced together (headcanoned) for “Prophet,” Amuruo was undoubtedly the one who most fit this identity.

Amuruo’s eyes were called the “Eyes of the Sun.” Rumor had it that the afterglow of the fallen sun resided within Amuruo’s eyes.

No falsehood could escape Amuruo’s golden pupils. Even Dragons with golden pupils often spoke sourly about Amuruo’s eyes, using their actions to prove their own golden pupils were counterfeit goods, Amuruo’s eyes being the genuine article.

Being called a Prophet by the true Prophet? Xia Xifeng felt like fainting.

Even if Amuruo wasn’t the true Prophet, his lies couldn’t possibly deceive Amuruo.

In short… Qin Lang, you son of a X, why are you hiding! Come share the joys and sorrows together!

Seeing Xia Xifeng’s terrified expression, a hint of mischief flashed through Amuruo’s eyes.

He was about to say something more when a gloomy man with black robes, black hair, and red eyes rushed out from the gate.

“Amuruo!” The gloomy man charged at Amuruo, wielding a massive wooden club.

Amuruo’s face twitched. He stiffly braced himself and took the blow.

That loud “THWACK” echoed so hard that even Xia Xifeng’s ears rang.

As expected of the legendary hero, Amuruo took that blow to the head without even swelling a small bump.

He rubbed his head and said aggrievedly: “I was only coming to welcome the Prophet. That’s basic courtesy. Why are you angry? I wouldn’t bring danger to the Prophet. No one could overhear my conversation with the Prophet.”

Qin Lang tugged the sleeve of the thoroughly frightened Xia Xifeng.

Right in front of Amuruo, he deliberately used the system to remind Xia Xifeng: 【Domain.】

Xia Xifeng snapped back to his senses and scanned the surroundings.

At some unknown point, they had been enveloped by a membrane that looked like a soap bubble.

Damon stood quietly outside the membrane, waiting for their chat to end.

Leo and Perila? They were still at the other end of the bridge.

This was Amuruo’s “Domain.” Within this “Domain,” not even gods could eavesdrop on Amuruo’s conversation.

Ordinary legendary heroes didn’t have this skill, which was why players speculated that Amuruo might be somewhat stronger than an ordinary Demigod. Not becoming a god really was just because he was too lazy to ignite his Divine Flame.

Then this person who could charge into Amuruo’s Domain…

Uh, that strange Dragon who couldn’t fly, couldn’t fight, had no self-defense capability besides high defense and thick HP, and looked like a big shot in appearance but was trash in everything else.

Amuruo was actually also a Dragon Knight.

But everyone overlooked this identity.

Because his Dragon couldn’t possibly go into battle; it would only hunt him down and beat him up.

By the time Xia Xifeng had snapped back to his senses, Qin Lang sent another message: 【Amuruo only tells outsiders that his Domain is an ordinary barrier. I said ‘Domain,’ yet he didn’t react. The system’s private chat has higher authority than Amuruo’s Domain.】

Xia Xifeng secretly sighed in relief.

All the gods who appeared in Fantasy Realms couldn’t affect Amuruo’s Domain. Amuruo’s Domain was like a god’s “Divine Kingdom.” Within his Domain, though Amuruo wasn’t omnipotent, he was definitely “omniscient.”

Our system is really impressive!

If one only looked at the system files, Xia Xifeng would always be very wary of the system.

Although the system currently wasn’t plotting anything against the transmigrators, what about the future? Who wanted to entrust their future to a strange entity?

Now that he’d become a transmigrator with a system cheat himself, Xia Xifeng could only say: So fragrant, give me more! I’m just that short-sighted!

Xia Xifeng: 【What exactly does he mean by ‘Prophet’?!】

Although Qin Lang skipped most of the game’s story, he could still analyze based on the available information: 【If he’s not lying, and the Guardian Knight is the one with martial power, that should be me. The Prophet is you.】

Xia Xifeng: 【No need to tell me that. Why does he think I’m a Prophet? Although I do know the game story well, that really does qualify as being a prophet.】

Qin Lang: 【The key isn’t whether you’re a Prophet. If you are a Prophet, how does he know you’re a Prophet? In the game lore you know, are there any relevant descriptions?】

Xia Xifeng: 【No. But players speculate that even ordinary gods can’t control Prophets; otherwise, Evil Gods would have long killed all the Prophets. Prophets might all be dependents of the Creator God, a special type of God’s Favored.】

Qin Lang: 【If all Prophets are dependents of the Creator God, then all Prophets belong to the same faction. Then… could it be that only Prophets can sense other Prophets?】

Xia Xifeng frowned, then his brow smoothed out as realization struck.

He looked towards the certain “useless Dragon” who was about to snap his club from all the beating, and the half-elf City Lord who was meekly taking the beating but still talking back.

A partner with absolutely no combat skills and a partner whose martial power far exceeded common sense—didn’t that seem familiar?

Xia Xifeng: 【Prophet, and the Prophet’s Guardian Knight.】

Qin Lang: 【Prophet, and the Prophet’s Guardian Knight.】

The two practically sent this message in the system simultaneously.

“I’ll deal with you later!” The gloomy Dragon man put away his club and said apologetically, “Sorry for frightening you.”

Amuruo continued to talk back stubbornly: “You were the one who said, once a Prophet’s identity is known, it’s impolite not to let them know who we are. YOU said that!”

A very beautiful longsword appeared in the gloomy Dragon man’s hand.

He drew the longsword, placed its tip on the ground, and stepped his right foot onto the blade.

The elegant Half-elf City Lord howled and cried out: “Don’t step on it! I was wrong, I was wrong! Okay, I was wrong! I was just teasing him a little!”

Even as a legendary hero, Amuruo actually broke out in cold sweat on his forehead.

Suer, though he had no combat skills whatsoever, could snap Amuruo’s most beloved sword purely with the physical strength of his body as the firstborn son of the Dark Dragon’s progenitor.

Amuruo regretted it.

Suer seemed about to lose his sanity from anger at his prank. _(:з”∠)_

It was harmless anyway, so what was wrong with a little prank? He just wanted to tease the still-unmatured “young” little Prophet and little Guardian Knight. This was the loving care of a senior!

Suer put the sword away.

A threat was enough. If he actually stepped on it, Amuruo would plop down and kneel to him, completely disregarding the face of all Green Sand City, which would be even more humiliating.

Today’s Suer was already very regretful.

He had been regretting it for nearly a thousand years.

Why was he so blind back then to choose the scoundrel Amuruo as his Guardian Knight?!

“Sorry you had to see that.” Suer once again invited Xia Xifeng and Qin Lang into the castle, ordering Amuruo to go roll inside first.

Stop disgracing them out here any longer!

Seeing his most beloved sword temporarily spared, Amuruo breathed a sigh of relief. Not only did he leave himself, but he also “scooped up” Damon and Perila, who was carrying the injured Leo and had only just reached the middle of the bridge. With a wave of Amuruo’s hand, a gust of wind wrapped around Damon and Perila (carrying Leo) and flew them through the castle gates.

Before leaving, Amuruo gave Suer an ingratiating smile.

The heart that Suer had just calmed down immediately roiled with fury again.

Can you watch your image a little? Huh?!

You represent the face of all Green Sand City!!!

“…Ah, forget it.” Suer said weakly, “Don’t be afraid. He’s not a bad person.”

Based on Suer and Amuruo’s conversation, Xia Xifeng and Qin Lang confirmed their guess.

Suer was indeed a Prophet, and Amuruo was Suer’s Guardian Knight. Suer had foreseen Xia Xifeng and Qin Lang’s identities beforehand and thus waited in advance for their arrival.

…Even though Xia Xifeng and Qin Lang themselves hadn’t known this identity.

“You may speak freely. No one can eavesdrop.” Suer waved a hand, and a shadowy filter, like a grayed-out lens, enveloped the three.

Xia Xifeng and Qin Lang exchanged a glance.

Qin Lang: 【Just improvise freely. They’re good people anyway.】

Xia Xifeng thought about it. True. If players couldn’t trust the “village chief” and mascot of the “starter village,” who else could they trust?

But who would have thought the mascot wasn’t actually a mascot?

That players actually failed to uncover the mascot’s true identity? As a veteran lore expert, Xia Xifeng felt deeply defeated.

“I didn’t know I was a Prophet.” Xia Xifeng spoke honestly. “I might be a God’s Favored one, but I don’t even know which god favors me.”

Suer wasn’t surprised at all: “That’s normal. All Prophets are like this. You’ll naturally understand everything once you mature.”

Xia Xifeng’s forehead creased with black lines: “Wouldn’t that be incredibly dangerous?”

Suer chuckled lightly, his smile dispelling the eternal melancholy on his face: “That’s why, when a new Prophet appears, other Prophets are sure to receive word beforehand. Before you two grow up, I and Amuruo will protect you.”

Xia Xifeng was silent for a moment and then said carefully: “I still find this a bit hard to believe, sorry. I’m very confused right now.”

Suer reassured him: “It’s fine. You don’t need to do anything. Just continue doing whatever you were planning to do, follow your own will. Prophets bear no responsibilities. All Prophets must follow their own hearts to foresee the future they desire. It’s normal that you don’t trust I and Amuruo either. It’s all Amuruo’s fault. He’s not a senior worthy of respect and trust.”

Being a Prophet was that easy? What exactly was a Prophet?!

Facing Xia Xifeng’s confusion, Suer raised an index finger to his lips: “Can’t say. You’ll naturally know later. If you want to know, grow well. I don’t know exactly how you should grow—every Prophet’s growth path is different. But you two should know yourselves very well.”

Xia Xifeng was utterly confused.

According to Suer’s words, they really did somewhat fit the description of Prophet and Guardian Knight.

Suer said: “And you should know you’re a Prophet. You already knew the future, which is why you came to Green Sand City.”

Xia Xifeng fell silent.

A player’s “foresight” also counted as foresight?

At best, we count as “reincarnators” alright!