Underworld, Boulder Town
"Then thanks for all your hard work." After hearing Sampo's account, the purple-haired girl named Seele spoke sarcastically. She had no great opinion of Sampo.
You could hire him to get things done. He was very capable and could indeed dig up plenty of treasures, such as Seele's scythe.
At the time, Sampo had been about to sell it cheap. Seele had seen at a glance that the weapon was something special and would definitely handle well, so she had stopped him on the spot.
The blade was swift and light. Who knew where Sampo had found such a treasure?
Although Seele did not quite trust Sampo, he always managed to be of some use at critical moments, so she had not thought much more about it.
But if you wanted to be friends with Sampo, you had better give up on that idea sooner rather than later. Associating with someone who could lie without missing a beat was just asking for trouble.
"Miss Seele, you'll really hurt old Sampo's feelings, mocking me like that."
"Heh." Seele sneered and left without hesitation.
At the Goethe Hotel, Stelle had searched her entire room without finding her baseball bat.
Wait, let her think. How did Ye Yan usually pray?
Hmm... he never seemed to pray.
The Aeon of [Eternity] really had no dignity! Their own Emanator never prayed, yet Himeko had said he was a believer of the church.
Sigh, Stelle almost felt sorry for the church. An Emanator had to be a high-ranking figure in the church. If everyone in it was like Ye Yan, they might as well disband.
Enough thinking about that. If there was no path... then she would forge a brand-new one!
That was the Trailblaze spirit, kid!
"Oh~ [Eternity], Yite above, please send down a divine revelation! Tell me where my bat is! Even a tiny hint will do!"
Silence. It seemed They had ignored you.
"Hmm, I must be doing this wrong." Stelle changed her tone. She had never met anyone else from the church, so who knew how they prayed?
"The Aeon of [Eternity] is a trash can! God of trash cans, grant me sight! Let me see where my lost weapon has gone!"
Still silence. Perhaps your tone was not sincere enough? Say "the Aeon of [Eternity] is a trash can" a few more times!
Stelle thought this was a good idea. To show her respect for the Aeon of [Eternity], she deliberately raised her voice. That was when the evil hotel demon-the receptionist-appeared.
He sternly put a stop to Stelle's behavior because she was disturbing other people's sleep.
Stelle's conscience reproached her. She should not have listened to that mysterious voice's temptations. It was her fault.
Even so, she had not given up on finding her bat. No one could shake her resolve!
"Hmm... looks like talking alone won't do. I need to take action." She picked up the milk tea on the bedside table and raised it over her head.
Sorry, milk tea Ye Yan gave me!
"With this milk tea, I ask [Eternity], Yite, to tell me where my bat is!"
After she said this, the air around her grew still. Stelle sat cross-legged in front of the bed, waiting for a miracle.
Thump, thump, thump...
A miracle appeared!
Stelle pressed her ear to the door, listening to the footsteps drawing closer.
"Aeon of [Eternity] above, a god really is watching over me!"
Stelle began to look forward to it. She could guarantee that the next person she saw would be her savior!
Well, it could also be a thief.
What decent person comes to a hotel at this hour?! Work in Belobog is way too competitive!
In the dead of night, who was good and who was bad? Watch me, the Galactic Baseballer, tell at a glance!
Bang!
Stelle flung open the door, ready to see just who had arrived.
And then...
She and Ye Yan stared at each other. For a moment, the atmosphere was rather awkward.
"It's actually the legendary Milk Tea Demon!" Stelle pointed at Ye Yan, a trace of pleasant surprise and astonishment in her voice.
Ye Yan: ?
"Milk Tea Demon? Are you talking about me?"
Stelle nodded. Her gaze gradually shifted downward until she saw the baseball bat in Ye Yan's hand, and she marveled inwardly again.
Offering milk tea to the Aeon of [Eternity] really worked. See, it lured the Milk Tea Demon right here.
Seeing the look of relief on Stelle's face, Ye Yan quickly realized what had happened. He had not expected her to treasure this weapon with such devotion. He had been inconsiderate.
"Sorry for borrowing your weapon without asking."
"There's no greater virtue than recognizing your mistakes and correcting them. I forgive you." Half joking, Stelle led Ye Yan back into the room.
"Please, teach me how to grab things from a distance!"
In the blink of an eye, Stelle changed her tone again. It was clear that she really wanted to learn this move.
Once she learned it, she could show off a little in front of March 7th and Teacher Dan Heng.
"No problem, but before that, answer my questions."
Having finished his proper business, Ye Yan could also [Trailblaze] some more knowledge about [Eternity] for Stelle. It was a win-win.
"Ask away! I'm the number one disciple of Ms. Herta, Genius Society #83! I know the events in the Simulated Universe backward and forward. Don't underestimate my knowledge!"
"All right, then I'll test you. Here's the question: who have all the presiding heads of the [Church of Eternity] been?"
"A very good question. It's got my brain spinning." Stelle inwardly sensed trouble. Who would know the answer to that?!
Oh no. I should have asked Herta more about the church's history.
"Uh... Presiding Head Blake..." That was the only one Stelle knew.
"You actually got it right! Just what I'd expect from you!"
"Huh?"
Stelle was a little bewildered. She rubbed her ears to make sure she had not misheard.
"The Emanators of [Eternity] all have very long lifespans, so the church's presiding head has never had any turnover."
"From beginning to end, only one person has held the position of presiding head: Blake Hale!"
Stelle nodded vaguely. Just like that... she had stumbled onto the right answer?
Stelle was beginning to wonder about her own luck. Once this mission was over and she returned to the Express to prepare for the next jump, she would also challenge herself to see whether she would fall over because of it.
"Second question: how old is Ms. Herta?"
"Huh?"
That's way too big a leap between questions! Even Screwllum might not know the answer to this one!
"Uh... well... i-it's rude to ask a girl her age!"
Stelle thought for a long time, but in the end, this was all she could say in an attempt to bluff her way through.
"Congratulations, you got it right again!"
"Huh???"
"Because Ms. Herta would never tell you, this question has no answer!"
Stelle suddenly understood. So that was how you solved it?!
However, the way Stelle had answered did not sound like something Herta would say. Instead, it resembled a certain pink-haired old acquaintance.
"Not bad. You've answered two questions in a row. You're only one final step away from exploring the mysteries of [Eternity]. Will you continue forward? You can still back out now."
"I have no way back anymore!" Stelle said solemnly. It was just like how she had wanted to keep sleeping after that strange dream, but a whole series of events had happened, leaving her unable to sleep even if she wanted to.
"All right, final question!"
"Please explain exactly what the name 'Milk Tea Demon' means."
Looking at the kind, friendly smile on Ye Yan's face, Stelle broke out in a cold sweat.
But she had already reached the final step. Just as she had said, there was no turning back.
On the road to success, you always had to lose something.