1379 The Reason For Not Leaving
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
If the mysterious man was here, it did not make sense for him to just do nothing. Mo Fan believed he had some plan in mind!
âWhat plan? We should just get the f**k out of here. Do you really think the few of us can stop the Great Pyramid of Giza? Are you dreaming now? I would like to be a hero too, but itâs like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!â Zhao Manyan protested.
Mo Fan did not lose his patience despite Zhao Manyanâs grumbling. He looked at Zhao Manyan and said, âOld Zhao, calm down.â
âCalm my ass, you said it yourself! We are trying our best, just so we wonât regret it even if the worst happens. Are you telling me that we havenât tried our best? Do we really have a chance of stopping whatâs going to happen? The military in the north doesnât even care, why do we have to do their job instead... didnât you hear the Prophet? The authorities have already given up on us. Arenât we nothing but idiots if we stay?â Zhao Manyan groaned.
âOld Zhao, letâs hear what the Prophet has to say. You can leave if you really think heâs out of his mind,â Mo Fan replied.
âFine, I canât wait to see what plan you are going to come up with. Nothing matters when youâre up against absolute power! Either way, Iâm leaving after hearing what he has to say. If you donât, Iâll beat you into a cripple and drag you with me!â Zhao Manyan snapped.
âCan you even beat me?â Mo Fan raised his brows.
âWho f**king cares!?â
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The mysterious man saw everyone looking at him. He understood what they were feeling. The fact that they had not lost their minds or broken down mentally showed how tenacious their mindsets were.
âFirst, itâs true that the Great Pyramid of Giza is going to appear. We wonât be able to stop it now. You have heard it from Mo Fan, the Underworld Monarch Frogs arenât showing up all in the same place. The Great Pyramid of Giza will clearly be moved here unless we know the whereabouts of every Black Vatican deacon, and eliminate them all to stop the Underworld Monarch Frogs from appearing,â the mysterious man informed them.
âSecond, the Black Vaticanâs overall strength is clearly higher than the strength of the people we currently have,â the mysterious man continued.
Zhao Manyan was about to speak, but he withheld the urge to curse when he saw Mo Fan staring at him.
âEverything I said is the truth. The Cold Prince has prepared a long time for this. He doesnât even care if we know what heâs up to now. Heâs that confident, certain that none of us can stop him. We have to admit that heâs a devil, just like Salan, and unfortunately, our country has ended up as his sacrifice, just so he can prove heâs as competent as Salan...â the mysterious man trailed off.
The Cold Prince had spent a long time on the plan. It was already in motion when he acquired the core component from the Sacred Hall of Liberty.
He was able to set down the coordinates in any country, and bring great destruction to it, but he insisted on making China his target...
It was all thanks to Salan!
âCan we cut straight to the main point? Whatâs the point of knowing all this?â Zhao Manyan said impatiently.
âThe Cold Prince is just like any other Red Cardinal. He has his own ideas, which revolve around the idea of the strength of evil faith. If he hates someone, he wonât try to kill them. He will kill everyone that the person cares about instead, trying to obtain their hatred, rage, and obsession to get revenge. He believes he will be empowered by their evil faith. As a result, if the Cold Prince has more chess pieces than Salan, if his subordinates scattered across the world like Salanâs, he will definitely cause a greater panic. The guy is a psychopath, and unfortunately, the Heavens still gave him such outstanding talents,â the mysterious man went on, ignoring Zhao Manyanâs complaint.
âDid Mo Fan manage to gather any useful information? If we canât stop the disaster, Iâll risk everything I have to take down the Red Cardinal with me. Iâll teach him that he has to pay if he wants to stir up trouble in our land!â Ye Hong snapped furiously.
âThere has been some progress, but I havenât learned anything critical,â Mo Fan sighed.
âMo Fan, are you reluctant to leave because you want to take out the Cold Prince?â Lingling asked when she realized Mo Fanâs intention.
Mo Fan opened his mouth, shocked. He did not expect Lingling to see through his intentions so easily.
âBrother Fan, is that true?â Zhang Xiaohou asked.
Mo Fan nodded after a slight hesitation, âMmm, the Chief Extraditor isnât here. Thereâs no way we can track down all the members of the Black Vatican. The Cold Prince has split his men up into many groups, to prevent us from interfering with his plan. Taking one or two groups wonât make any difference, so Iâm thinking of waiting until their grand ceremony... to track down the Cold Prince!â
âDamn it, I knew you would lose yourself every time you do something! When we joined the national team, we already said that we were only going to enjoy ourselves while traveling across the world, yet we gave everything we had just to earn glory for our country. This time, you were only meant to gather some evidence that the Black Vatican was involved, and even though youâve already done it, it somehow turns into an attempt to assassinate a Red Cardinal of the Black Vatican! F**k me, thatâs a Red Cardinal of the Black Vatican weâre talking about! The Magic Associations of the Five Continents couldnât do anything about him, and youâre thinking of assassinating him!?â Zhao Manyan was about to lose his temper again.
âIf the Red Cardinals arenât doing anything, thereâs nothing we can do about them. Since the Cold Prince is planning such a huge conspiracy, it also means heâs going to expose himself. If we donât grab hold of the opportunity to eliminate him, he will withdraw behind the curtains after he has earned his reputation. Weâll never be able to find him again, which is why...â Mo Fan said.
âWhich is why youâre doing it, even if all odds are against you? Who do you think you are? The Invincible?â Zhao Manyan snapped.
âOur people have been trampled and massacred by two Red Cardinals in a short period of time. They are still at loose after destroying cities and bringing massive destruction upon our country. They are just like gods; more people are going to worship and learn from them. Are we just going to let them destroy our dignity?â Ye Hong spoke up.
âIs dignity more important than staying alive? If the people hiding in the inner city shared the same thought as you during the Calamity of the Ancient Capital, they would have rushed out of the city and fought the undead to death for the sake of their dignity. There would be no survivors!â
Lingling pulled Mo Fanâs sleeves and said softly, âMo Fan, weâve already done our best. Letâs just leave. Why do we have to kill the Cold Prince? If you go, you wonât survive either...â
Mo Fan shook his head and said helplessly, âI donât want to act like Iâm a hero, but there are times where we donât have any choice. Iâm the closest person to the Cold Prince at the moment. If I give up now, wouldnât it make me the accomplice of a second Salan? Did you forget about the maggot and the pseudo-dragon it turned into? We were chasing it all the way into the ocean just to eliminate it... the reason we did it was because we knew about the terrible consequences if we let it live. Every life that it took would end up as a hint of guilt in our hearts.
âIâm already trying my best to be a heartless person. That way, I might be able to live a more comfortable life, and I wouldnât be bothered by the sense of guilt accumulating in my heart... but I realized I couldnât do it. If the Cold Prince is still alive after the ceremony, think about the crimes the people that are following him will commit. If the victims are just strangers, I can still suppress the guilt at the bottom of my heart, but what if they hurt someone that I care about, like you? What will I feel? Will I hug your lifeless body and burst into tears knowing Iâll never be able to see your smile again and slowly forget about it, or will I roam across the world in rage until I find the Cold Prince and tear him to pieces?â
Lingling looked into Mo Fanâs dark eyes. She could not find any words to answer him.
âThe Black Vatican has always been around us. One day, they are going to hurt the people around us. I might be able to protect every one of you, but I canât stay by your side all the time, nor am I lucky enough to know what the Black Vatican is up to every time. The Calamity of Bo City, the Calamity of the Ancient Capital, and the current situation here in the North Valley: both the people around me and I are so close to death. Even if I was to tie you all by my side, when a calamity like this happens, I am still tiny and helpless...â Mo Fan said.
Everyone could feel their hearts beating rapidly after listening to Mo Fan!
âItâs why I canât convince myself to just turn around and leave.â Mo Fan fondled Linglingâs head with a faint smile.
Lingling lifted her head and saw the smile on Mo Fanâs scarred face. Her eyes filled with tears!
âAsshole, every one of you is an asshole, you keep talking about your ideas that I canât refute! Father said that, my sister said that, and now you too!â Despite Linglingâs outstanding intelligence, she was still no match for Mo Fanâs words. She hugged Mo Fan tightly and completely lost the calm she was wearing as a disguise. She was still just a little girl...
Mo Fan smiled. Perhaps it was why he always had some peace of mind; there were still people like them around. Perhaps he was only doing the same thing because of those people too...
âBrother Fan, the Chief Military Instructor would be very proud of you if he heard what you just said.â Zhang Xiaohou was extremely touched.
âThen we should blame him for not teaching us how to be cowards,â Mo Fan said.
âMo Fan, if you insist on killing the Cold Prince, weâll have to split up,â the mysterious man said.
âWe were meant to listen to your plan, but somehow, I ended up being the topic of the discussion?â Mo Fan replied.
He was starting to get more emotional as he aged. If it was his old self, he would not bother talking so much. He would simplify it to just one sentence: If that son of a b**ch Cold Prince dares to pick on us, weâll screw him up!
âGeneral Bin Wei, youâre the successor of the Northguard Fortress, right?â the mysterious man inquired.
âYes,â General Bin Wei nodded.
âThe North Valley has an ancient defensive mechanism. It covers a very large area. It might be able to buy the people that are evacuating some time,â the mysterious man said.