Chapter 335: An Ordinary Yet Happy Life

The world is sinking.

The dead are reviving.

Monsters are running rampant.

In such a world, what must an ordinary person do to successfully survive?

Even if one truly survives, should it be considered happiness, or misfortune?

Watching the backs of the two old people as they left, and looking at their arms supporting each other, Xu Xi felt that for The Hansens, it should be considered happiness.

In this desperate and cold world, the two old people had feared for a long time, from their youth to their prime, and from their prime to their old age.

At the end of their lives, they could finally cast aside that fear.

In these precious final moments, they faced the world calmly, continuing their peaceful life as before, waiting for the final curtain.

"Lord Wizard, if this isn't enough, we will bring more next time."

Straight ahead, the two silver-haired old people suddenly stopped, turned around, and said to Xu Xi.

"Alright, thank you both." Xu Xi smiled, responding to kindness with kindness.

"…" The Life and Death Intertwined trait triggered automatically. Xu Xi's perspective shifted, and he saw two Souls, shining with light amidst their faintness, smiling happily.

—— [During your time living on the mountaintop, you formed a bond with the two old people.]

[They were born ordinary, and they shall return to being ordinary.]

[You can see the weakness buried deep within their Souls; perhaps before long, The Hansens will pass away from old age.]

[As long as you are willing, you have various means to extend that Mortal lifespan.]

[But the two old people do not wish for this.] [After an uneasy glance at each other, they made the choice they had long decided upon, stating they only wanted to spend their final moments in peace.]

[Under the sunlight, the farmer and his wife walk forward hand in hand, their shadows stretching with the distance.] [They are walking on a path of light.] [Ordinary, yet happy.]

[At your feet are the fruits and vegetables the old people brought, also tinged with a golden halo, lying silently in the scorching sun.] …

[In the fourth month of living on the mountaintop, you, having observed the world for a long time, finally noticed the changes in the world.]

[The sun's brightness has decreased compared to before, and at the same time, the number of Slime breeding on the mountaintop has become increasingly scarce.] [The wind howls mournfully, like the wailing of ghosts.]

[The howling storm brought the scent of nature from afar, and within it, you smelled the familiar Death Qi.]

"Is it finally coming?" On the third floor of the temporary workshop, Xu Xi looked down at the land from a high vantage point.

Across the vast land, the vibrant scenes began to wither; flowers and grass lost their color and drooped.

While the arrival of autumn is certainly a reason for this, more importantly, it is the Death Qi once again permeating the air.

Xu Xi reached out and grabbed gently; his surging Soul Power transformed into an invisible hand, extracting wisps of Death Qi from the sky and finally gathering them in his palm.

"This rate of growth…" "It seems there are only a few months of peaceful time left."

Looking up slightly, Xu Xi's gaze turned toward the still vibrant red sun. That heat, that light, might once again turn into pitch-black coldness.

"I must speed up the modification of the Nether Raven, let it ascend to a Netherfire Crow, or perhaps shift toward the Bone Dragon lineage."

"Although I can fly myself, I cannot divide my attention to do other things, so having a mount is ultimately more convenient."

The sound of his self-talk echoed on the third floor of the workshop, softly speaking of the future deathly silence. …

[You realized the changes in the world; it is a sign of deathly silence recovering vitality, and then moving from vitality toward destruction.]

[After a rough calculation, you judge that when this year's winter arrives, the world will return to its former deathly silent appearance, taking one step closer to the Netherworld.]

[The opportunity to leave the high mountain has appeared.] [For the arrival of that moment, you invested more time into the modification and promotion of the Nether Raven, as well as the completion of your own spell techniques.]

[During your seclusion, Sevia took full charge of the workshop's operations.] [Including contact with The Hansens, which was also her responsibility.]

[Coming from a noble background and having been exposed to matters since childhood, Sevia managed everything in an orderly fashion without any mistakes.]

"Grandpa Hansen." "Grandma Mena." "Let me handle this."

The autumn world turned into a warm palette of intertwined orange and yellow. Fallen leaves paved the path, covering the small gravel along the way, quiet and deep.

Only when a strong wind blew would the leaves covering the ground fly in the wind, revealing the true appearance of the path, allowing one to discern the specific direction.

Today, the two old people brought another basket full of fruits and vegetables. The astonishing quantity made one wonder if they had brought all the food stored in their home.

After politely thanking them and accepting the items, Sevia worried about the two old people, fearing they might fall while walking.

Therefore, in the soft autumn yellow sunlight, the hero Sevia offered to help the two old people return to the nearby village.

"Ah, this, how can this be…" "Young Miss Sevia…" Facing Sevia's support, the farmer and his wife were somewhat flustered, waving their hands repeatedly to refuse.

But Sevia gently reassured them time and again, eventually getting the two old people to agree to let her accompany them back to the village.

"Young Miss Sevia, you are truly a kind person." "You are the best of good people; God will protect you."

The Hansens came from an ordinary background; they had spent their entire lives farming the land, not knowing words of praise, nor how to read the room. They could only express their gratitude to the girl with clumsy words.

The ethereal God was the most reliable faith in the old people's hearts. They prayed to God, blessing the kind hero girl. They even blessed Xu Xi together, wanting the kind Lord Wizard to live a long life without disaster.

Crunch— crunch— Their feet stepped on the path. Every step landing always broke many withered leaves. Accompanied by that crisp sound, Sevia supported the two old people, gradually approaching their home in the village.

It was the only house among the many ruins that remained intact. Soon, they arrived at their destination, and Sevia released her hands with a gentle motion.

"Grandpa Hansen, Grandma Mena, we have arrived." "Thank you, Young Miss Sevia," the two old people thanked her very gratefully. Their faces revealed excitement, feeling that being supported by Sevia for a stretch of the road was a tremendous honor.

Looking at the expressions of The Hansens, Sevia was somewhat dazed, recalling that a thousand years ago in the Claufeel Territory, people had also called her Young Miss Sevia in this way.

Whoosh— whoosh— The strong wind blew violently, making their clothes billow and rustle. Sevia subconsciously pulled her cloak tight to prevent the concealing cloak from being blown away; the wantonly howling wind was so loud it felt as if it would sweep people away.

After a moment, the wind subsided. Sevia released her hands and bade farewell to the two old people with her face wrapped in bandages, leaving only one eye exposed.

"Then, I should go too, Grandpa Hansen, Grandma Mena." In the bleak and chilly autumn day, everything was silent. That face was somewhat fragmented, but the eyes were full of gentleness, causing the two old people to stare in a daze.