At Seventeen, I Have the Mindset of a Seventy-Year-Old

Yes, this is definitely Church trap.

At this moment, Yagel's mind was in complete chaos. He didn't know whether it was the fear of death or the temperature of the flames that made him lose his footing.

"Thump~"

Another Black Keys pierced his body from behind. Because Fujimaru Kyoya deliberately avoided the "threads," this attack Immortality him, but it doubled the pain.

"I call to you, but you will not listen; I stretch out my hand, Human Order. Instead, you despise all my admonitions and refuse to accept my rebuke. When disaster befalls you, I will laugh; when terror comes upon you, I will scoff."

The devout holy words now seemed like whispers from his body. Even with his eyes being consumed by flames, Yagel could still see the blurry figure behind him, the demon that treads on flames.

The wails of the Dead Apostle echoed endlessly, and the blue flames scorched these souls that refused to return to silence.

It is a truth that people die when they are killed, but these people have violated this truth, and therefore, Judgment has been brought down upon them.

Amen.

He drew the Black Keys again, and the two Black Keys crisscrossed to form an inverted cross. Flames shot into the sky, obscuring the face of the person who came from behind. Only those deep blue eyes instilled fear in all living beings.

"Damn it, those..."

"Your servant? Ha, he's already in Heaven."

Fujimaru Kyoya said mercifully, "Sending those who have fallen into the Dead Apostle to Heaven is a mercy that even God cannot criticize."

"I'm tired of the cat-and-mouse game too. How about we talk a little more?"

Despite his feigned weakness, Fujimaru Kyoya remained ruthless, drawing five Black Keys that pierced the enemy's limbs and heart, pinning them to the ground. Meanwhile, the surrounding Dead Apostle dared not approach.

Even the irrational Dead Apostle Church a lesson by this unreasonable and domineering person.

Do not touch the blue flames.

Even these low-level Dead Apostle understand the principle; those rational high-level Dead Apostle dare not advance rashly, fearing they might be engulfed by the terrifying flames at any moment.

In fact, they had considered attacking Fujimaru Kyoya's companions, but those people remained within the Blue Flame, and they dared not venture deeper.

"Talk? Everything is negotiable."

Although he was pinned to the ground in a sorry state, how could the True Ancestor, who had lived for so long, be willing to die in such a place? He still had many bargaining chips and a lot of background.

The Millennium Castle was his backing, and that princess was a force that even the Church dared not underestimate.

That's right, the advantage lies with me.

"You call me Cain, don't you know this is a scheme by the Church?"

Fujimaru Kyoya naturally sensed the gradually strengthening will of this True Ancestor, but unfortunately, this was not what Fujimaru Kyoya wanted.

He grasped the Black Keys inserted into his heart and turned it like a door opener, instantly crushing the flesh that had just begun to recover.

"Wait... wait, didn't you say..."

"Quiet. I have condescended to speak to you; you only need to answer, and do not overstep your bounds."

The best way to destroy a person's will is to elevate your own status and then belittle the other person to nothing.

Fujimaru Kyoya had no time to deal with the Millennium Castle. He also understood that even if he killed the True Ancestor in front of him, it would just be a matter of "beating the young one, and then the old one comes along"—a classic tactic.

He wanted to issue a warning; he intended to completely cripple a True Ancestor, stripping them of all their cherished pride and dignity, if they dared to come again...

Then let's attack the Millennium Castle.

Fujimaru Kyoya twirled the Black Keys in his hand, savoring the feeling of flesh being torn apart and then healed by a sharp blade, while the True Ancestor, pinned to the ground, couldn't utter a single cry of agony.

He gritted his teeth and kept silent; if he violated the "quiet" order, something even more terrifying awaited him.

Living things are capable of being domesticated. Whether it's a human or a dog, they can be domesticated using reward and punishment mechanisms. Now it seems that the so-called "nobility" of the True Ancestor was nothing more than that.

Fujimaru Kyoya attempted to tame Ichijou True Ancestor.

"Speak."

"The elders knew this was Church conspiracy, but the name of the True Ancestor could not be tarnished, so they sent me to... no, to convert you into Dead Apostle."

Yagel unconsciously used honorifics; after all, how could you not respect or fear someone who holds your life in their hands?

"Do you really have such power? If I remember correctly, you seemed to be cowering in the Millennium Castle like stray dogs."

Forced submission is an insult to one's dignity. When someone feels inferior, they will naturally submit to the superior.

"The Millennium Castle is Reality Marble left to us by Lady Crimson Moon. As long as the Millennium Castle exists, the Church cannot destroy us. Moreover, we also have Princess Arcueid..."

Yagel wished he could reveal the exact color of the elders' underwear, even though he wasn't fatally injured yet, the other's eyes terrified him.

This feeling of being on the brink of life and death is what truly breaks the hearts of immortal beings.

"The strongest spear and the strongest shield, no wonder you maintain your so-called pride even in this predicament, but alas..."

Fujimaru Kyoya placed his hand on the Black Keys and slowly applied pressure, letting the person before him feel the blade piercing through his heart, gradually building up the fear until the panic reached its breaking point...

"Tell those old fogies that since they know it's the Church causing trouble, they shouldn't bother me, or I'll personally go to Millennium Castle and become a True Ancestor of Ancestors."

Fujimaru Kyoya naturally didn't think he could shut himself off from Crimson Moon, but that Old Bastard Crimson Moon had been under the thumb of another Old Bastard for over a thousand years and still hadn't come down from the moon.

So what else is there to be afraid of?

There won't be a next time.

"Yes."

Seeing that the demon before him was finally leaving, Yagel felt a tear slide down his cheek, which was then evaporated by the blue flames.

However, he was a little too optimistic.

"But before I leave, I'd like to give you a gift. I hope you'll accept it."

Without a doubt, Fujimaru Kyoya and sealed the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception. This action, which should have relieved Yagel, instead made him tense.

The reflection from his glasses obscured Fujimaru Kyoya's emotions; this dark-faced thug was up to no avail.

"What do you want...?"

"Quiet."

Another Black Keys was plunged directly into the True Ancestor's mouth. This time, he learned his lesson and dared not scream. He simply bit the Black Keys, like a dog with a bone in its mouth.

"You cannot refuse the gift I have given you."

Fujimaru Kyoya took out a handful of garlic and easily mashed it into minced garlic. Yagel's mouth was now occupied by Black Keys, but that didn't matter... he still had nostrils, right?

"If you stick it through your nostril, it can get into your esophagus, right? Enjoy the taste!"

Fujimaru Kyoya, holding a handful of minced garlic, approached the True Ancestor.

Chapter 210 Seventeen-Year-Old Me Has the Mindset of a Seventy-Year-Old 49/102

The fire has died down.

All the impurities seemed to have never existed; they simply vanished with a gust of wind.

Unaware that the blue flames had been removed from their protection, the two painters stared at the lines on their canvases, carefully sketching out patterns stroke by stroke.

"How's the drawing coming along?"

Fujimaru Kyoya came to their side. Naturally, they couldn't finish a painting with a high degree of accuracy in such a short time, but they had enough time for Chris to sketch out the general shape.

The white bones that broke through the dark earth seemed to have arms that tugged at the man's steps, but to no avail.

Flames and swords pave the way, while evil spirits lurk in the shadows, fearing the light and fire. The only pity is that the features of the people in the painting are blurred, clearly indicating that the artist was not yet ready to depict such details.

"It's not finished yet."

Chris stopped Fujimaru Kyoya. This unfinished painting was just like a cringeworthy diary he wrote as a child, and a strange sense of shame arose within him.

Fujimaru Kyoya wasn't in a difficult position. He glanced at Da Vinci, hoping that the future art master would give him some feedback, lest the girl add too many strokes to his face.

"It's a painting I couldn't paint."

Da Vinci's assessment wasn't to say that Chris's painting skills surpassed his Da Vinci, but rather that her work contained many "details" that only a young girl could capture, which made it somewhat difficult for a grown man Da Vinci.

Unless Da Vinci could become a woman someday, he would never be able to paint similar works.

"What about that True Ancestor?"

Da Vinci was a little worried. Given the murderous nature of this guy, the True Ancestor was probably already in Heaven.

"Don't look at me like that. After a friendly exchange, I've expressed my desire not to be enemies with Millennium Castle. They should be able to relay my message to Millennium Castle soon."

"Friendly...?"

Da Vinci looked at the mountains and fields now. Although the blue flames had faded and the Dead Apostle and Dragon Tooth Soldier had turned into ruins, he would never forget the scene he had just seen.

Is this what the person in front of me calls friendliness?

Da Vinci believed that either he or Fujimaru Kyoya was mentally unstable.

"Don't worry, there's a saying from the Eastern sages: at thirty, one stands firm; at forty, one is free from doubt; at fifty, one knows the mandate of Heavenly Mandate; at sixty, one's ears are attuned to the truth; at seventy, one should follow one's heart without overstepping the bounds. Those old folks have lived through so many seventy-year cycles; they should know some rules by now."

Although the East is far away, thanks to the Silk Road, people across this land knew that there was a powerful country in the far East, and occasionally some Eastern languages would flow into this area.

"Do we just do whatever we want without overstepping the bounds? What about people our age?"

Da Vinci pondered the words of this unknown sage and found them quite reasonable, but he did not say anything about what to do before the age of thirty.

"The sage didn't say, but he only achieved the ability to do whatever he wanted without overstepping the bounds at the age of seventy. I'm seventeen now and I've already achieved most of it."

Fujimaru Kyoya's words left the two people beside him exchanging bewildered glances, since this guy hadn't usually displayed any particularly high level of intelligence.

"What kind of look is that? Look at me now, don't I look pretty carefree?"

Fujimaru Kyoya pondered, "Do as you please without overstepping the bounds" consists of seven characters, while the "do as you please" he achieved consists of only four.

He did indeed accomplish at the age of seventeen what Confucius did at seventy.

[...]

Clearly, both the god and the emulator were shocked by this shamelessness. Even the emulator experienced a brief "delay" before starting to work, as if the original 22 ping had been delayed to 35 ping.

[You have defeated a True Ancestor, leaving an imprint of fear in his mind. Your deeds will be proclaimed among the Dead Apostle, and you are the Lord's Executor on earth.]

[Talent "Executor" Awakening: You are the Lord's shadow on earth, acting on His Authority to conquer demons, gaining special attack against "Evil" attribute.]

[You have crushed the elite Dead Apostle Legion of the Holy Roman Empire. Your power will soon spread throughout the nation, and the name "Cain" will become a nightmare for all nations of this era.]

[Awakening of the "Imaginary True Ancestor" Talent: The false True Ancestor circulating in stories—your appearance will resemble True Ancestor, but you will not gain any of the True Ancestor's characteristics or flaws. These rumors are nothing but illusions to you.]

It wasn't an "Innocent Monster" after all?

Fujimaru Kyoya had already experienced the so-called strange occurrences caused by rumors, and he thought the same trick would be used again this time, but nothing happened.

"Flagg, you seem to be..."

Chris looked a little evasive. She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that Fujimaru Kyoya had inexplicably become more handsome since he returned.

Especially the bloodstains on his body, which really gave him a Vampire- like feel.

So, is this "Imaginary True Ancestor" actually just someone with a natural talent for beauty filters?

Fujimaru Kyoya thought to himself helplessly, but soon he understood.

As someone who lives a life free from Liaochen concerns, he walks the path of spiritual practice, making him particularly susceptible to "Karma" and "karma." This is a test from Heaven or Buddha for him.

But this time was different. This time, the god protecting him seemed to like his appearance quite a bit, so when the original curses fell on Fujimaru Kyoya, they only had a "beauty filter" effect.

How about we pray for him for fifteen minutes later?

Fujimaru Kyoya pondered how he should repay the god who had given him plastic surgery.

Twenty minutes.

"Then it's a deal."

The deal between man and god was struck, Fujimaru Kyoya continued his journey in the carriage, while Da Vinci and Chris discussed how to continue painting the picture inside.

Horse hooves and wheels pressed down on the whitish ash, the ground littered with tattered armor. The elite of the Holy Roman Empire perished here, and the name of Cain would be known far and wide because of this battle.

Millennium Castle, when the disheveled Yagel returned, the entire Millennium Castle fell silent.

Treating a True Ancestor like a dog was an humiliation that affected the entire Millennium Castle.

If the Church's previous actions were merely a minor blunder by the Millennium Castle and no one witnessed it, then it wouldn't matter. But this time Fujimaru Kyoya slapped the Millennium Castle in the face in front of everyone.