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Chapter 233: Oh No, I've Become an Ouroboros

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Five Hundred Outer Gate, Heavenly Army headquarters.

Kalki walked out of the Heavenly Army headquarters holding a document stamped by the Heavenly Army.

Following behind him were his companions who, like him, belonged to the Ouroboros Third Union.

The twelve-year-old boy with white hair and golden eyes couldn't help but look at the document repeatedly, the smile on his face never once fading.

He laughed foolishly for a long time before coming back to his senses, saying with some excitement.

"Does this mean our identities have been confirmed by the Heavenly Army?"

Recalling the praise from that white-haired, brown-skinned big sister in the Heavenly Army just now, Kalki couldn't help but feel a surge of agitation.

After all, who had a harder life than him, the fated Savior born bearing the Spirit Status of Vishnu's Tenth Avatar, Kalki?

But who could have imagined that in the end, he would join Ouroboros, that Demon King Alliance Community that had committed every evil deed.

Many of the things Ouroboros did were, in his view, completely unacceptable, let alone being complicit with Ouroboros.

The Savior's compassionate nature made him unable to look directly at all of this.

But fortunately, they were caught during their very first mission.

Well, they were captured by Uesugi Kenshin and Mata, who happened to be passing by Arcadia.

Then they were brought back to the Heavenly Army for interrogation.

Naturally, as almost all of them were undercover, they leaked all information regarding Ouroboros without reservation.

Reservation? There was not a bit of reservation.

Along the way, they even provided quite a few Ouroboros bases to atone for their crimes.

Of course, the Heavenly Army was not an organization without empathy; they confirmed that Kalki had not joined Ouroboros for long and had not committed any mistakes.

They weren't even Demon Kings, so they just let them go.

And because of the intelligence provided by Kalki and the others, the Heavenly Army even gave them a large bonus.

Of course, this was just the situation as Kalki perceived it.

In fact, it was: "My lord, please, we beg you, okay!"

"The Heavenly Army temple is small and truly cannot accommodate a great Buddha like you. Take this money; consider it tea money for you."

How could the attitude be anything but good?

One only had to consider how noble Kalki's Spirit Status was.

Only a simple child like Kalki, who had been born for only a few months, would believe this narrative.

"Uh..."

Caili Ling fell silent for a moment, not knowing whether she should tell Kalki the truth.

However, after thinking for a moment, she still felt that reality was too cruel; His Highness was still too young.

"Your Highness, you can pretty much think of it that way."

"Ouroboros shouldn't continue to look for us now; in a sense, we are indeed free."

The golden-haired girl wearing a colorful long dress and tied in twin tails said in a firm tone.

"However..."

As she spoke, Lamia's voice became much more despondent, but the next moment she became happy again.

"But this way, I should be able to go find my aunt and uncle."

As soon as Lamia finished speaking, Kalki and the others fell silent.

A sense of sorrow called parting lingered in Kalki's heart.

"Lamia, are you leaving?"

It was clear that Ouroboros had finally met with disaster, and it was clear that he had finally gained the qualification to walk in the sunlight.

But why, when these two things were added together, did it turn out like this?

For the first time, Kalki experienced the feeling of being unable to control his own destiny.

In his view, Lamia, who taught him how to fight and developed his Authorities, was already his true companion.

And naturally, Lamia's wish was also the direction of their efforts and struggle.

But he knew very well that he was far too immature compared to that Arcadia leader, Su Nian; he had no qualification to stop Lamia from moving toward a better future.

The possibility of Su Nian helping Lamia realize her ideals was far higher than his.

"How could that be... I do want to leave..."

Lamia sighed and shook her head.

Was Ouroboros really dead? She did not believe that Ouroboros, which stirred up trouble in Little Garden, would die so easily.

It was just that the backers behind the scenes had been rooted out, but did the Heavenly Army really dare to do anything to the backers behind the scenes?

Ouroboros was, to put it bluntly, just a convenient black glove. Without Ouroboros, those behind-the-scenes people could just put their heads together and perhaps establish a Hydra.

Was Ouroboros important? It wasn't that important.

Just a glove, so don't think of it as so important.

As for finding Su Nian and her aunt, just making secret contact like this and seeking some comfort was enough.

What she wanted was to return to her aunt Leticia's side with her mother, Lamia, and live together.

Mother, wait for me; I will definitely find you and have Uncle save you!

Lamia swore secretly in her heart.

Ouroboros was gone, and the few clues were broken, but fortunately, the importance of His Highness Kalki was still quite high.

She still had the possibility of finding clues about her mother from Kalki.

Hearing Lamia's words, Kalki's mood plummeted completely, and even the joy of regaining freedom was diluted quite a bit.

He did not wish for Lamia to leave, but if she really had to leave, he would wish Lamia happiness.

But he did not want Lamia to be unable to obtain her own freedom due to some unreasonable constraints.

Caili Ling realized the atmosphere was off and directly changed the subject.

"However, Your Highness, have you ever thought about what we should do after regaining our freedom?"

"Of course I have."

Kalki's emotions quickly surged; he had been imagining what to do after regaining his freedom for many days.

"I want to be like Arcadia and establish a great Alliance of Communities that can overcome Humanity's Final Trial!"

"To find companions and work together to overcome 【Angra Mainyu】!"

Speaking of this, Kalki's eyes shone; this was both his mission and the error caused by his birth.

Naturally, it had to be solved by him.

"A very good ambition; it makes even an old man like me feel fired up."

A magnetic voice reached Kalki's ears, and Kalki curiously turned his head to look.

It was a middle-aged man with long hair, an air that was somewhat melancholic yet full of vitality, carrying an ancient harp that seemed inconsistent with his age.

"May I ask if a youth with such grand ideals would agree to let this old man join and struggle alongside you all?"

The man gripped Kalki's hands tightly and said with a pleading face.

Kalki was somewhat at a loss; with less than a few months of life experience, he had absolutely no experience in how to handle such matters.

Facing Kalki's pleading gaze, Caili Ling asked with some vigilance.

"Who are you? Please inform us of your identity so we can make further arrangements."

"Orpheus, just a second-rate Poet."

"Orpheus? Is that the founder of Arcadia? Canary's teacher?"

Kalki said with some excitement.

Because of Su Nian's battle record of fighting two of Humanity's Final Trials single-handedly—although he had also participated—he felt his own record was still far inferior to Su Nian's.

In a sense, Su Nian and Arcadia had already become the objects and goals he needed to catch up to.

Su Nian had even become his idol in a certain sense.

If possible, he very much hoped that the Community he was about to establish could one day form an alliance with Arcadia and fight side-by-side against Humanity's Final Trial.

Orpheus nodded slightly, revealing a proud expression; founding Arcadia and teaching Canary was indeed the most praiseworthy Merit he had achieved in his life.

"But why are you here, and it seems you haven't joined any Community?"

Kalki asked Orpheus with some confusion; shouldn't Orpheus be the founder of Arcadia? Shouldn't he still be in Arcadia?

How could he not belong to any Community?

Arcadia didn't seem like the type to kick out its founder, right?

"Probably because I am just a second-rate hero."

Orpheus smiled and said.

"In Arcadia, which is full of first-rate heroes, an old man like me really can't be of much use, so I just found a reason to withdraw so as not to hold them back."

Orpheus was unusually open-minded; this was his own choice, and he was just lucky to be the first to become Canary's teacher and support her dreams.

"What, you wouldn't also look down on this old man for being a second-rate hero, would you?"

Orpheus said somewhat boisterously, with the feeling that if Kalki didn't agree to let him join, he would make a scene.

Kalki hurriedly shook his head and said anxiously.

"How could that be? We would be overjoyed to have an elder like you join us."

"Hahaha, good child."

Orpheus happily patted Kalki on the shoulder.

"Rest assured, in my view, your aptitude is no worse than Canary's was back then!"

Facing Orpheus's praise, Kalki just smiled shyly.

He didn't notice the fact that he had been played at all; of course, no one else noticed either.

And now, things were becoming interesting.

The scripts of Ouroboros and Arcadia seemed to have swapped at this moment.

Su Nian had become the Snake stirring up the wind and rain in the shadows, while Kalki had picked up the script of Arcadia.

Even the composition of the personnel overlapped in a sense with the Arcadia of the early founding period.

There was Glaive Grea with the Life Catalog, and Caili Ling, the disciple of the Fictional Canary and also a Poet (Fictional Historian).

Finally, the last Little Garden Knight, Lamia Decretia, the niece of Leticia, as well as the Demon King who was the younger brother of the Great Sage Sun Wukong, and Aurora, a fairy of the Celtic lineage.

Of course, there was also this most important member and founder, Orpheus.

At this very moment, who is the Snake? And who is the Savior? The boundary seems not so clear anymore.

(End of chapter)

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