Chapter 404: Canary: Hehe, I must survive!!

In front of the World-Crossing Gate belonging to Arcadia, the gate lit up with a brilliant radiance, and as Black Rabbit looked at the figure within that light, her pupils gradually dilated.

"Canary!!"

A loud *boom* rang out.

"Ugh~~"

Canary staggered back a few steps, caught the Black Rabbit who had lunged at her, and let out a muffled groan.

"How can you tackle someone the moment you get back!"

"Canary~~ Canary~~"

"Alright, alright, I'm here, I'm here..."

Canary hugged the sobbing Black Rabbit with a helpless expression, gently patted her back, and then sighed.

"It's not like I died, you're crying as if you're holding my funeral, really..."

Su Nian looked at the two of them, turned his head, and said to Kasukabe Takaaki.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Xiaoming."

"Small matter, just remember that if you're going to pit Canary against someone, don't pit us."

Kasukabe Takaaki saw Su Nian and said with a lingering sense of fear, feeling relieved.

"Pit someone? How could I? Canary is my mentor, after all; I am merely helping her progress."

Su Nian paused for a moment, then immediately revealed a smile and said.

"Others might not even get such treatment if they wanted it."

Kasukabe Takaaki smiled, naturally catching the subtext in Su Nian's words: using Canary as a target to shoulder all the blame.

As for them, how could they possibly compare to Canary?

"Since that's the case, I won't disturb their mother-daughter reunion."

Kasukabe Takaaki waved his hand in a good mood, then said.

"I'm going to go see Yoh; I haven't seen her in a long time."

Saying this, Kasukabe Takaaki waved his hand and left the area in a very good mood.

"Alright, alright, stop crying, didn't I come back?"

On the other side, Canary was still struggling to comfort Black Rabbit, though her clumsy comforting gestures made her appear somewhat embarrassed.

Having no other choice, she turned her gaze toward Leticia, who had the most experience in raising children.

"Leticia..."

Leticia smiled helplessly and said.

"I can't help you manage this."

Saying this, Leticia signaled for Canary to look at Su Nian.

"The elbow eventually turns outward, after all..."

As if she had expected this, Canary sighed upon seeing this scene, then shifted her gaze to look at Su Nian.

"Second Generation, what if I give Black Rabbit to you, will you spare my life?"

Canary gave a sheepish laugh, not daring to imagine just how many scapegoats Su Nian had made her out to be using her own identity.

She pinched Black Rabbit's ears hard.

"Look, the texture of these Black Rabbit ears is quite nice, isn't it?"

But before Canary could finish her sentence, she saw Su Nian silently project an image.

It was the record from when he and the Bull Demon King had gone to see Canary, documenting Canary's wish to find peace after her death and her choice to betray Black Rabbit and Leticia.

"Haha... was there such a thing?"

Canary laughed awkwardly, seemingly wanting to muddle through it.

But feeling Black Rabbit, who was holding her, grip even tighter, Canary felt a sense of impending doom.

"Black Rabbit, if I say I didn't mean it, would you believe me?"

Black Rabbit tilted her head, a "sweet" smile appearing on her face.

"If it is Lady Canary, I absolutely believe it."

"Then can Black Rabbit let me go? You're hugging me too tightly, it's making it hard for me to breathe."

Canary gently rubbed Black Rabbit's head, coaxing her as she spoke.

But the words Black Rabbit gritted out afterward made Canary unable to smile.

"Of course I believe that is what Canary said, after all, this is Lady Canary who created the Rabbit-Eating Grass and the Black Rabbit-Eating Grass!"

"Betraying one's own foster daughter is just so normal, isn't it?"

Moreover, Leticia, who had been silently watching from the side, also revealed a smile and quietly retrieved a Knight's lance capable of dominating the battlefield from her shadow.

That six-meter-long lance, with its cone-shaped tip, made Canary's throat involuntarily bob.

"Wow, such a big thing, I'm afraid it could poke me to death, right? Leticia, you wouldn't be that ruthless..."

Yet Leticia said with an expressionless face.

"Rest assured, even if you are poked to death, Su Nian can definitely save you."

"Go in peace, Canary."

Su Nian, standing to the side, silently gave a thumbs up and then took out half a watermelon, acting as a bystander eating melon.

Canary's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately turned her head to look at Black Rabbit.

"Black Rabbit, considering our time as mother and daughter, can you let me off the hook?"

Black Rabbit bit her lip and silently loosened her arms.

Feeling the embrace loosen, Canary revealed a smile; she truly is my good daughter.

But the next moment, Canary could no longer laugh; she saw Black Rabbit grab her arm and, without a word, perform a shoulder throw that sent Canary spinning in a daze.

"Leticia, go! I've already taken down Canary!"

Black Rabbit took a few steps back proactively, revealed a smile, and bowed to Leticia.

She didn't let go of Canary for any other reason than to prevent herself from being accidentally injured by Leticia.

Experiencing this scene of betrayal by those close to her, Canary lay on the floor, her face twitching involuntarily.

"The daughter is grown and has forgotten her mother!"

However, at this moment, Leticia assumed a throwing stance and shouted.

"No need for more words, go to hell, Canary!"

"Too much!"

Canary muttered, lying on the ground and giving up the struggle.

"To treat a patient with only a few days of life left like this, where has your conscience gone?"

Feeling the long spear that had plunged down just 0.01 centimeters from her head, Canary's expression changed drastically, and she stared at Leticia in a daze.

"No way? Leticia, are you playing for real?"

Watching the second spear about to be fired, Canary used both hands and feet, scrambled up from the ground in a panic, and ran toward the gate.

But just as she reached the gate, she saw two figures, one big and one small, walking in.

"Day Heaven, and little Hejian, help! Leti has gone mad, she wants to kill me!"

"Hmm? Hejian, did you hear any sound just now?"

Day Heaven Lion turned his head and said to the fox-eared girl Hejian beside him.

Hejian tapped her lips lightly with her finger and shook her head.

"It must have been a little bird chirping, right?"

Of course, that is if one ignores the fact that their footsteps looked like they were moving forward, but were actually moving backward.

"?!!"

Canary froze, looking in despair at the two heartless fellows who not only retreated but also closed the door.

Suddenly, Canary gave a start and hurriedly rolled on the spot.

Boom!

Another spear smashed into the ground, creating a bottomless hole.

Glancing at the hole smashed out by the long spear, Canary's throat moved involuntarily.

It's over; Leticia intends to settle old and new scores together.

Because of a bad habit passed on by a certain teacher, there was no one in Arcadia who hadn't been scammed by Canary.

Not to mention that this unscrupulous scum had sold her own daughter, and now wanted to sell her too?

Leticia declared that if she didn't beat Canary into a "←-Canary——", she wouldn't be the Impaler.

——

Ten minutes later.

"Sigh."

Hanging on two spear shafts that formed a cross, Canary, looking like a sufferer, sighed and looked at Su Nian, who was observing her from the side.

"Hey, the venting is done, the beating is done, how about letting me off the hook like this?"

"Can you let me rest in peace?"

"If that's not enough, at worst I'll accompany you for a night, how about that?"

Canary bit her lip and said pitifully.

"That won't do, how could such a useful scapegoat die so easily?"

Su Nian patted Canary on the shoulder and bestowed the Spirit Status of Fictional Historian upon her.

Feeling the ability to wantonly construct History and transform History into reality, Canary became even more afraid.

A Poet still has to chant to modify History; this thing is even more outrageous than a Poet.

But the implications behind this made Canary even more afraid—what kind of heaven-shaking disaster would require this Spirit Status to cover up?

Or rather, what kind of stunt did Su Nian pull off with this thing?

Just then, an acquaintance pushed the door open and walked in; seeing Canary hanging on the cross cosplaying Jesus, she couldn't help but laugh.

"Haha, Canary, what kind of look is this?"

Hearing this, Canary looked at Uesugi Kenshin with quite a bit of resentment, as if to say, what do you think?

"I have to say, this look really suits you, Canary."

Uesugi Kenshin clapped her hands in celebration, whether it was for the present or for the future Anti-Corruption Inspector of the Heavenly Army, Canary, who would take the blame for her.

After all, purging the Heavenly Army was very beneficial to her.

Uesugi Kenshin looked Canary up and down, then turned to look at Su Nian and asked.

"But are you sure a Canary like this can withstand the reckoning? It wouldn't be good if she also 'committed suicide'."

"Rest assured, rest assured."

Su Nian waved his hand and said.

"One must trust the survival skills of us Fictional Historians."

Afterwards, Su Nian snapped his fingers and summoned the Fictional Canary he had crafted earlier.

"Look, Canary is not important; one Canary falls, and we have thousands upon thousands of Canaries standing up."

Canary's expression became unnatural; she suddenly felt that living was actually quite nice.

At the very least, there's no need to worry about being suddenly resurrected by someone, right?

Death is not worth fearing; what is to be feared is not being able to transcend even after death.

Moreover, relying on the ability of a Fictional Historian, one could at least fabricate tens of thousands of oneself.

Surviving might not be difficult; a glimmer of the will to live lit up in the eyes of Canary.

Tee-hee, I must survive!!!

For Canary right now, death is not necessarily a peaceful rest.

At least not until she figures out exactly how many burdens Su Nian has shifted onto her using Fictional Canary.

She absolutely, absolutely, absolutely cannot die; if she were to die, these burdens would truly never be shaken off.

(End of chapter)