Chapter 173: Catch a Demon Prince

Hera still left in the end.

Only two spirits were left to restore the battered ground to its original state.

Yu Lin then pulled Heracles, who was still lying in the pit, to his feet, briefly healed his wounds, and together they went to the summit to rescue Prometheus.

Without him speaking, Prometheus already knew his intention.

He smiled as he took out his own heart; to be precise, it was the strand of primordial fire stored within his heart.

"Thank you for your help; I offer you my respect."

"Thank you." Yu Lin nodded, took it, sized up this Titan deity, and thought to himself, "No wonder it is a being created with himself as the template for the Human Race."

Both his appearance and physique were flawless.

"Alright."

Yu Lin patted Heracles on the shoulder and said:

"Heracles, go do what you need to do; I won't disturb you anymore."

"I'm leaving."

Heracles watched his silhouette, and a sudden vague premonition arose in his heart—what Yu Lin meant by "leave" was not returning to Mycenae, but going to a far more distant place.

"Yu Lin!" he couldn't help shouting: "Where are you going? To the East?"

Yu Lin didn't turn back, merely waved his hand: "Yes."

"My journey here is over."

"Take good care of Li Ya for me from now on." His voice drifted on the wind: "But don't have any designs on her."

"Goodbye."

Heracles stood frozen in place, his chest feeling as if something were blocking it.

He still had much to say, but in the end he only replied: "Good."

But then he suddenly thought of something and asked again:

"What about Li Ya? You haven't said goodbye to her yet!"

However, Yu Lin's silhouette had already turned into specks of light, gradually fading into the twilight.

Only his last words remained, carrying his usual faint smile, lightly echoing in the air:

"When you were beaten into the ground, I had already said goodbye to her."

Heracles stood in place, the joy of victory long replaced by the sorrow of parting.

He took a deep breath, struggled to suppress the surging emotions in his heart, turned, and looked at Prometheus.

"May I ask," his voice somewhat hoarse:

"How can I obtain the golden apple?"

Prometheus gazed into the distance, his eyes seeming to pierce through time and space:

"Go to the Aegean Sea; there you will find the answers you seek."

He withdrew his gaze, gave Heracles a slight smile: "Now, I want to go see everything they have created."

"Goodbye, may all be as you wish."

Having said that, the Titan deity strode down the mountain and quickly vanished from sight.

Heracles looked up at the night sky. The stars were speckled, and the light of Sagittarius shone especially bright, as if watching him.

He did not immediately head for the Aegean Sea, but silently walked down the mountain to where Iolaus had long been waiting.

"Uncle," he asked: "Where are we headed next?"

Heracles' voice sounded weary: "First return to Mycenae; I need to rest."

"Rest a bit."

"Hmm." Iolaus nodded, without further questions.

They retrieved their horses and set off on the return journey.

When Heracles pushed open the door to Li Ya's house, the interior was empty.

He felt no surprise, turned, and walked toward the square where they first met.

Sure enough, Li Ya sat alone on the steps, knees hugged, staring blankly ahead. Hearing the footsteps, she lifted her head, her eye sockets still faintly red: "Uncle... brother has left."

Heracles sat beside her and said softly: "I know."

"I have no family left either." Li Ya's voice was soft.

Heracles ruffled her hair: "Your uncle I am not dead yet."

"Sorry......"

"It's okay."

After a moment of silence, Heracles suddenly laughed heartily: "Li Ya, let's go find the golden apple together, uncle and I!"

"Wait until I finish the last two trials, and I'll take you to the East!"

"Let him cook for you every day!"

Li Ya nodded: "Good!"

"Then when will we leave?"

"Now."

"Now?"

"Yes, now."

Heracles stood up and strode forward.

Li Ya rose and hurried to keep up.

However, under the influence of the Myth Book, their memories of Yu Lin will also gradually fade with time, until............. they meet again.

【Mission Complete】

【Reward: Hope Spark】

【Hope Spark: Wherever hope reaches, even a desperate situation becomes a passage】

【Next Wandering Myth countdown: March】

【Myth: Zhong Kui marries his sister】

【Task: Obtain the first dowry he sent】

【Reward: Yang Deity】

In the dormitory.

"Hope Spark."

Yu Lin lay on the bed, looking at the ball in his hand that at first glance was pure white, but on closer inspection was a flame composed of countless colored threads; he waved his hand and put it away.

"Kirin, come on, don't tell me you've gone ten‑plus years without playing, can't play anymore?!"

"No, no, Long Ge I was just searching for something a moment ago."

"Stop searching, come here quickly!"

"Okay."

Yu Lin sat up, looked at the two who were gaming, and asked:

"Dragon Lord, what did you go to Egypt for?"

Dragon Lord replied without turning his head: "Nothing."

"Just went to have fun; a pharaoh wanted to use me and the kirin as the guardian beasts for his pyramid, gave us a beating."

"Then we kept going to other places to play; you don't have to say more."

"Hmm." Yu Lin nodded, stood up and said:

"Alright, I'll go out to eat. Anything you want me to bring?"

"Same as always, milk tea full sugar, less ice, the most expensive one."

"Got it."

Yu Lin opened the door and left the dormitory.

It was already spring, but the snow had just melted.

The sunshine was warm and comfortable.

Yu Lin stretched lazily, greeted Qin Zhao and Bai Xiaoxia who were training at the training ground ahead, then headed toward the Civil Affairs Bureau exit.

He heard that their training was almost finished and they were about to be dispatched to a city for a few years of experience.

If they achieved results under Qin Zhao's leadership, perhaps the Civil Affairs Bureau headquarters could increase the nine‑team division to ten teams.

Now everyone had things to do, leaving only Yu Lin, the idle one……

"Yu Lin."

"Hmm?"

Yu Lin looked at the ring on his finger, the one Satan had given him:

"What is it?"

"Do me a favor."

"What favor?"

"That Beelzebub fellow, one of his sons ran over to your side. Capture him for me, just don't kill him; everything else doesn't matter."

"In that case, why don't you handle it yourself? Wouldn't that be faster?"

"We have to follow procedure, okay? I'm too lazy to report to your Underworld. By the way, if the Underworld sends someone to take him, just tell them and send him back through extradition. Okay?"

"Okay."

Yu Lin nodded in agreement.

"Thanks, I've already sent you the address. Come to Hell another day, let Beelzebub treat you to a meal, bye."

Chat disconnected.

Yu Lin looked at the map displayed on the ring and called Dragon Lord:

"I won't be back soon, order takeout."

"Huh? Why?"

"I'm going to capture a Prince of Devils."