After get off work, I started speedrunning through the other world

The night was as cool as water.

The moonlight passed through the gaps in the dark clouds and sprinkled on the gurgling river surface, and then was stirred into fragments by the waves.

With a frown, Ximu slowly opened his eyes. He leaned against a boulder, and opposite him was a girl wearing a cloak and shoulder-length curly hair.

There was a fire between the two of them. The cloaked girl knelt on the ground, and the firelight was reflected on her delicate face.

They looked at each other in silence.

Ximu subconsciously touched his side, as if he wanted to find his weapon, which was a manifestation of insecurity.

"Please don't move, otherwise it will aggravate your injuries." The cloaked girl lowered her eyes and threw the wood around her into the fire.

She could see that the knight was very nervous, probably because of the previous battle, which made him wary of anyone.

Ximu was silent after hearing this, staring at the girl's delicate cheeks. Although she was dressed simply, it also set off her outstanding appearance in disguise.

He lowered his head to look at his abdomen and found that it was already wrapped with a gray bandage. It should be the strip of cloth torn off the girl's cloak.

He touched it and found a trace of blood on his fingertips.

"Thank you." Ximu seemed to realize that the cloaked girl opposite him had no ill intentions, and said thank you softly.

The cloaked girl shook her head and said, "Your abdomen was pierced by a dagger, your magic power was over-consumed, and you were infected with Surtur's fire."

She looked at Ximu.

"You are in a very bad condition now."

"..."

Ximu did not answer immediately. He looked at the burning fire and frowned, "Are you also a believer of the dusk?"

"..."

The cloaked girl shook her head, her pleasant voice was unusually calm, "When you were unconscious, your body temperature was abnormally high."

She explained.

"Your body is instinctively saving itself, burning life through Surtur's fire, thus ensuring your body's vitality."

"Is that so?" Ximu was slightly stunned, as if he didn't quite believe it, but he knew that what the girl said was true. Although Surtur's fire would burn the host's vitality, before burning out the vitality, it could add a bunch of enhanced states to the player, not only improving the strength, but also enhancing the player's recovery ability.

Of course, this is not a good thing for ordinary people. After all, this is completely an enhancement in exchange for overdrawing life, just like injecting a strong adrenaline into a person, then naturally it feels that the body is in excellent condition, but when the effect of the drug is over, there will be side effects.

Once the effect of Surtur's fire blessing is over, it means that the host's life will be burned out, from life to inevitable death.

"The more the body is hurt, the stronger the Surtur's fire will burn. This is common sense that every dusk believer knows."

The girl in the cloak sighed, as if she didn't want to explain too much in this regard, and calmly changed the subject.

"I will temporarily seal the fire of Surtur in your body. If you don't use magic power for your whole life, the fire of Surtur will not burn your vitality."

"Who are you!" Ximu showed a more vigilant expression. In this world, few people can easily say how to seal the fire of Surtur. Even witches may not be able to do it.

After all, the fire of Surtur is already a part of the human body, just like blood is a part of the human body. To seal the fire of Surtur is basically equivalent to draining the blood from the human body.

At that time, people can't survive.

"Just a nun who has lost the favor of the omniscient god." The girl in the cloak explained calmly, and then said what the other party was most concerned about.

"The way to seal the fire of Surtur is only because of my special ability, so I can seal the fire of Surtur."

Lie.

Ximu thought so in his heart, but he did not point it out, just kept silent, and the girl opposite did not take the initiative to bring up the topic, just kneeling in front of the fire with legs wrapped in black silk, occasionally adding a piece of wood to ensure that the flame would not go out.

For a long time.

The sound of horse hooves came, and the mare came back with the herbs in her mouth. She looked at Akhtar who had woken up and showed a little relaxation.

Although she did not think that Akhtar, a man, would die here, she still felt uneasy.

Now that she saw Akhtar wake up, she was completely relieved.

"Ah... partner, it's really great to see you." Ximu looked at the mare and smiled happily.

In response, the mare just nodded, then came to sit next to the girl and put the herbs in her mouth in front of the girl.

The girl checked it and confirmed that there was no problem with the herbs. She got up and went to the river to fill half a pot of water with an iron pot, then returned to the fire and set up the iron pot and began to boil the medicine.

The very simple technique almost made people think that she was just an ordinary nun. Otherwise, why didn't she use prayers, but the most basic herbs instead.

"By the way, I don't think I have introduced myself yet?" Ximu looked at the girl who lowered her head and boiled the medicine seriously.

He smiled and said:

"Akhtar, I am a knight, um~ maybe a magician, after all, my teacher is Hecate."

"Eden, I am a nun who believes in the omniscient god." The girl also introduced herself and said her current identity.

She has many identities and many names. As time goes by and history falls into a cycle, she has been constantly changing her name and identity.

And now she is a nun who believes in the omniscient God, and is a child adopted by the Omniscient Church from a remote countryside.

Because of her outstanding talent, she has become the contemporary omniscient saint.

"Can believers also be considered as such?" Ximu seemed to be unable to resist complaining, and Eden did not refute, but just stirred the potion in the iron pot with a spoon.

After a while, she put the cooked potion in a bowl and handed it to the injured Ximu, saying calmly:

"It tastes a bit bitter, but it can help you recover as soon as possible."

"Thank you." Ximu took the potion and drank it all up. After putting down the bowl, he showed a frown on his face.

"It is indeed very bitter."

"This is your only treatment at the moment." Eden explained calmly in Ximu's puzzled eyes.

"The price of sealing the Surtur fire in your body is that you cannot use magic power for the rest of your life, nor can you accept any treatment containing magic power."

"Otherwise, the Surtur fire in your body will reignite."

In fact, the way to seal the Surtur fire is very simple, that is, to make the human body contain no magic power. In the absence of magic power to help burn, even the Surtur fire will find it difficult to quickly burn the host's vitality.

However, as long as it is slightly exposed to magic power, it will immediately revive and continue to burn the host's vitality.

"Sorry, I still have something I must do." Ximu raised his hand and touched his injured lower abdomen. His palm emitted a fluorescent green light. He used the remaining magic power to heal his body, and smiled bitterly at Eden.

"Sorry, I failed your kindness."

"..."

Eden shook his head gently, not caring about Ximu's choice. Wanting a person to be unable to use magic power is like a person who can never have money and can only use his hands and feet to work and survive on his own.

This is really unacceptable for someone who used to be rich.

"By the way, what kind of reward do you want?" Ximu suddenly asked, only to see Eden shook her head, showing no interest in the so-called reward.

She was not interested in wealth, as long as she had something to eat, she could live in peace.

So she didn't care about the reward Ximu proposed.

"...How can I repay you in this way?" Ximu leaned against the rock behind him, and the firelight shone on his distressed face.

In response, Eden took the initiative to change the subject.

"Sir Akhtar, why did you get such a serious injury?"

"To help my friend buy back his eyes." Ximu lied without changing his face, "But the guy who sold the eyes took the money and didn't do anything, and he also sneaked a knife on me."

"You can probably guess what happened next. In order to survive, I fled all the way to the nearby area and then fell into the canyon."

He looked at the mare and smiled:

"If it wasn't for my partner to find you, I would probably have died."

Mare: "..."

If she hadn't heard Akhtar say in person how to plot against Miss Eden, she might have really thought that what Ximu said was true.

Thinking of this, the mare lowered her head and hid her expression. After all, this was a bit... shameful.

Especially under the premise that Eden treated her well.

Ximu didn't seem to notice the mare's embarrassment, and continued to explain to Eden the reason for his injury, from how he met the blindfolded nun, and then learned the location of the Hundred Eyes Tower, and how he was attacked and seriously injured by the tower master of the Hundred Eyes Tower.

In his tone, he went to the Hundred Eyes Tower alone to buy the eyes of the blindfolded nun in order to help the blindfolded nun find her eyes, but after paying the money, the despicable tower master of the Hundred Eyes Tower attacked and seriously injured him.

In order to fight back, he released the artifact Sword of Light and killed the tower master, but was chased by the only remaining dusk believers until he was forced to jump off the cliff by the dusk believers.

"..."

Eden nodded gently and understood the whole story.

She did find that a high tower collapsed nearby, and combined with the information that Akhtar was holding the artifact, it was indeed somewhat credible.

The mare next to her rubbed her hooves against the ground as she listened to the description of the incident, then turned and walked into the forest.

Now she began to suspect that her encounter with Akhtar was also carefully planned by Akhtar just to ride on her.

"By the way, Miss Eden... can I ask you for something?" Ximu seemed to remember something, "When I come back from the Black Rose Country, can you please seal the Surtur Fire in my body again?"

"..."

Eden nodded slightly. It was not difficult for her to seal the Surtur Fire, and Ximu was relieved when he saw this, and then revealed the reason why he went to the Black Rose Country.

"It is said that the Cult of Death is preparing to make a sacrifice in the Black Rose Country." Ximu leaned against the stone and said the information that really attracted Eden.

"But I suspect that the Cult of Death's action this time was planned by the Witch of Death behind the scenes, in order to provoke the Goddess of Death."

"Isn't the Witch of Death sealed?" Eden frowned slightly, and seemed to know the Witch of Death very well.

Ten thousand years ago, the Witch of Death was sealed by the gods in the gap between life and death. In that gap where time began to blur, the Witch of Death could not come out unless someone broke the seal from the outside.

And the gods had already confirmed that the seal of the Witch of Death was very stable.

"The only existence in this world that can kill gods is the Witch of Death, right?" Ximu smiled, "And as long as we go to the Black Rose Country to contact the believers of death, we can confirm whether my guess is correct."

Eden thought for a moment and felt that what Ximu said made a lot of sense. This time, the collective action of the Death Cult was probably directed by someone behind the scenes.

And the only person who could make the Death Cult so obedient was probably the object of the Death Cult's faith, the legendary Witch of Death.

The existence that can give gods the concept of death.

"Sir Akhtar, can I go with you?" She asked for her request, but Akhtar did not agree immediately, but showed a reluctant look.

She added.

"Don't worry, I have the ability to protect myself."

"Well, after all, I owe Miss Eden a favor." Ximu sighed helplessly, "But Miss Eden, please don't stay too far away from me."

"..."

Eden nodded gently and did not refuse.

Since Akhtar could make such a guess and was determined to go to the Black Rose Country, he would not be alone and there might be a team behind him.

Then she might be able to get important information by following Ximu.

"Then we will set off tomorrow morning?" Ximu asked tentatively, "The longer we delay, the more dangerous it will be for the Black Rose Country."

Eden nodded gently and said, "Yes."

"Then please let me rest for a while."

Ximu smiled and rested against the stone.

According to the normal branch story of the All-Knowing Saint, he traveled around with the All-Knowing Saint, accompanied the All-Knowing Saint to witness this world, listened to the All-Knowing Saint's ideas, and helped the suffering people with the All-Knowing Saint.

However, if he took this normal branch story, he would not be able to take into account the plot of the Black Rose Country, so he had to find a way to make the All-Knowing Saint interested in the Black Rose Country.

And the Witch of Death might appear, which was a bait.

Of course, after he tricked the All-Knowing Saint into the Black Rose City, a very delicate problem would arise, that is, the Witch of Death was really in the Black Rose City, and was really preparing a big plan. If his micro-manipulation was not perfect and the Witch of Death's plan failed.

That would cause the plot to progress slowly.

The next day.

Early morning.

"Let's go, Miss Eden." Ximu rode on the mare and stretched out his hand to Eden, who was wearing a cloak beside him, with a smile that seemed very proud.

"My partner is the fastest horse in the world."

The mare seemed to raise her chin proudly when she heard this, and was obviously very confident in her speed.

There is no horse faster than her in this world.

Eden smiled at this scene, then held Ximu's hand, and with Ximu's strength, he directly pulled her onto the horse's back.

The horse's hooves stepped over, and the mare ran towards the rising sun in the distance. The golden light fell from the end of the canyon, just reflecting on the horse and the two people.