Chapter 1948: Chapter 588: Marriage Alliance Has Always Been the Best Covenant_2
“…”
Leonard Churchill looked at him, silent and saying nothing.
Ti and destiny at this mont, once again clearly manifested in his eyes.
In one’s life, initially unaware of ti flowing like a river, one starts to perceive the passage of years, as if it is only in repeated farewells that hindsight is gained.
The old man showed a gratified smile on his face, his voice growing weaker: “Encountering you, Mr. Leonard Churchill, and the young lady in this lifeti was the greatest fortune of ‘Pigeon’. Seeing you one last ti, I have no regrets…”
Leonard Churchill looked at that aged face, his myriad words condensed into one sentence: “Pigeon, I too am honored to have known you in life.”
“…”
The old man, upon hearing these words, was already shedding tears.
Yet the corners of his mouth rose in a serene smile.
As if with no more earthly attachnts, one can serenely walk toward life’s end.
Mr. Dove’s words were a farewell to a benefactor from a century ago and to this mortal world.
In the last mont of life, images of this lifeti flashed rapidly in his mind.
Only then did he realize that the story’s beginning in mory was the acquaintance with “Mr. Leonard Churchill”…
As he dwelled upon this, the last glimr in his eyes dimd, and the hand trembling with a cane gradually steadied.
The old man stood there, slowly closed his eyes, his visage tranquil and happy.
This life has no regrets.
Leonard Churchill distinctly felt life dissipate like wisps of smoke before him.
A line of destiny here reached its end.
Witnessing another old friend’s passing, Leonard Churchill’s eyes showed an unfathomable profundity.
Ti and life seed like strands intertwined in the cosmos, becoming clear to him.
The manor stands unchanged, but old friends have departed.
At an unknown ti, the sound of hurried footsteps ca rushing from outside the woods, calling anxiously and worriedly.
“Grandfather! Grandfather!”
The young man in a gown looked at the elderly figure standing still, unable to hold back his tears.
…
Leonard Churchill left Safflower Manor.
Under the streetlights, a Mushroomhead boy was holding a book with a cover titled [Infinite Script: The World of Will and Representation], focused on reading.
As if the classic books are quite profound, he looked at them sotis frowning, sotis pursing his lips.
At this mont, Mushroomhead glanced up and saw Leonard Churchill walking out from the manor, quickly storing the book in his handy cloth bag, respectfully greeted: “Teacher!”
Leonard Churchill nodded, “Let’s go.”
“Oh.”
Mushroomhead nodded obediently, but he seed to notice sothing, blinked, and asked, “Teacher, why do I feel you are different from just now?”
Leonard Churchill turned to look at him, “How am I different?”
“Um… I can’t really tell…”
Mushroomhead pondered for a mont, then spoke with a maturity beyond his years: “I feel like I see traces of ti passing on you, the decay of cause and effect reaching an end, and I even saw… love.”
Once he spoke, he seed to realize that saying sothing like ‘love’ he didn’t even understand in front of his teacher was quite inappropriate, quickly redied with: “That’s what the book wrote…”
“…”
Leonard Churchill chuckled as he listened, praising: “Hmm. Not bad.”
“Hehe…”
Mushroomhead blinked, feeling very pleased to be praised by his teacher.
After thinking, he asked, “By the way, teacher, I saw a phrase in Ancient Taron Language recorded on the note you gave that seems pretty important. Do you know what it records?”
Upon hearing this, Leonard Churchill imdiately knew what the boy referred to, saying: “The phrase says, ‘The laws of the universe number fifty, forty-nine are orderly, while one is chaotic.’
Mushroomhead looked bewildered, “Ah?”
Leonard Churchill didn’t explain further, saying: “You can’t understand it now. When you can, you’ll naturally comprehend it.”
“Oh.”
Mushroomhead scratched his head, seeming to know but not fully understand, then asked, “Teacher, where are we heading?”
Leonard Churchill pondered for a mont, saying: “To the Old Continent.”
This visit to Safflower Manor was a farewell to that ti.
The situation in East Wilderness has now stabilized, and there’s no necessity to remain.
The most important thing is, after advancing to the Ninth Tier, he found it hard to absorb the law elents in East Wilderness through normal absorption.
Naturally, he must visit the Old Continent and Southern Continent, where the law elents have a higher limit.
….
Half a month later.
Old Continent, forrly known as Gold-digging Dock.
Now called “Hundred Battle City.”
This is the base camp of the Iris Legion and territory established by the Andre Family.
The once prosperous Sinless City and Gold-digging Dock have both been destroyed, but the chain crossing the World Rift has been reconnected.
Leonard Churchill arrived with a Mushroomhead boy, walking across the chain.
As soon as their feet touched the ground, a burly middle-aged man in the City Lord Manor imdiately sensed sothing and instantaneously appeared at the dock.
Darcy looked at the sudden appearance of the middle-aged man and was frightened to pieces.
Especially the terrifying Dragon’s Might seemingly stiffened his soul just after advancing to the Third Tier.
Yet Leonard Churchill looked calmly at the Big Beard in front of him, greeting: “Sir Andre, long ti no see.”
Andre squinted his eyes and assessed the Leonard Churchill before him, saying: “You’ve advanced to the Ninth Tier? Congratulations…”
Actually, during the great final battle in East Wilderness, he had already sensed sothing special about this person, likely advancing to the Ninth Tier.
But what surprised the Grand Marshal was that this newly advanced Ninth Tier seed improbably formidable.
“Advanced by chance.”
Leonard Churchill modestly remarked, then introduced: “This is my disciple, Darcy. This is Marshal Andre.”
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