Yarra's Adventure Notes-Chapter 1435 - 221: Pannis’s Entrustment

Clearly, the focused discussion had made the girls oblivious to their surroundings; they hadn’t noticed that at some point, Pannis had walked up behind them. Surprised, they turned around and saw Pannis standing there with an indifferent expression, saying, "Don’t worry about me. Since I’ve already said that I’m prepared, I mean it. I’m standing here now because of an understanding between her and me. I know what she wants me to do, and I’m willing to fulfill her wish. She’s not cruel, for she knows that only I can be entrusted with this task, only I have the resolve to face her as she is now."

"But this way, you..." Catherine’s words got caught in her throat, unable to continue—of course, there was no need, as everyone understood what she wanted to say. What are you going to do then?

"This is what I owe her, and I’m the only one who is qualified to repay it." Pannis sighed, patting the knight girl’s shoulder and saying, "You girls wait here for a moment. I have some matters to take up with Finche and the others; I will find you later."

"So you’re ready?" Kyle asked as he walked towards Luscia and himself, looking at the old shaman’s ghost who was preparing to open the sealed door outside "Between the rituals," straightening his hunched back, " If you’re so quick, we’re not done here yet."

"I’m leaving them in your care for now." Pannis shook his head, gesturing with his eyes to the few girls behind him: "If I succeed and make it out alive, naturally everything will be handled by me. However, if perchance I do succeed but fail to make it out alive, then I’ll be needing you to help protect them and get them out of this world. Of course, you would do this even without me asking, but it’s not just about the safety of these few girls. All the subsequent issues that I should be coordinating will need you two and them to negotiate on behalf of both sides. It’s not difficult. After all, both parties have benefits to gain, and coexistence is the best outcome. As long as both sides can maintain restraint and prevent the outbreak of large-scale war, we’ll surely welcome peace and cooperation in the end."

"Don’t worry about that," Finche nodded. "I know what to do. After all, I once was the leading war shaman of the Ancestral Temple, who led countless tribes towards a glorious future. I won’t fail at such a small task. As for these girls, from our short interaction, I think each of them is quite thoughtful and capable of handling everything. Besides, there are other old partners outside who will help them."

"It’s them I’m worried about. Those guys, if I don’t make it out alive, I can’t guarantee they won’t suddenly lose their minds and rush in to find me," Pannis murmured with a troubled expression, massaging his temples. "In that case, it will be up to you to quickly send them back. At such a crucial moment, they have their own tasks to accomplish, and they shouldn’t waste their time here."

"Heh, if they would do that, it shows how much they value you," the old shaman chuckled. "But, I get your point. I’ll do my best to control how things unfold and prevent the situation from spiraling out of control."

"Then there’s just one more issue," Pannis said, relieved. "Both of these situations assume I’ll succeed, but we must also consider what to do if I fail."

"You’re not confident of success?" Luscia asked in surprise. "According to Nellie’s attitude, you should be quite sure of yourself."

"Madam, do you really understand what I’m about to do? This isn’t simply going out for a picnic or picking pasfruit in an orchard," Pannis replied, eyeing Luscia with a strange look. "Even picnics and fruit picking can fail, let alone facing a deity—and not just any deity, but one that has acquired a body and is nearing completeness. Even with Nellie’s help, it won’t be as easy as you imagine, nor can there be a hundred percent certainty."

"Er, both you and Nellie seem so confident," Luscia said awkwardly. "I thought you were sure of yourselves."

"Being confident is one thing, being sure is quite another," Pannis sighed resignedly. "Indeed, if Nellie and I work together, there’s a good chance of success, but it’s never going to be a hundred percent, so we have to consider what to do if we fail."

"If you fail, Finche and I will rush to Death’s Gate at the first opportunity to seal the gate from the inside," Luscia replied without hesitation. "That way, we can buy some time for the Yarran World, in hopes that its inhabitants can come up with a strategy to resolve the undead issue. After the gate is sealed, Danacus will certainly strive to change back the fundamental rules of the undead in this world using his will, but that will take time. The living beings should still have a decade or more to prepare."

"I thought you would do that," Pannis nodded. "And Finche, he will surely cooperate with you."

"Of course, even though we are now undead, our true nature is still that of the living," Luscia said. "Especially relative to the undead, I’m more a Guardian, willing to pay any price to protect the Yarran World."

"That’s what I’m entrusting to you," Pannis said earnestly. "But don’t forget to send them out first, don’t let them stay here with you. They have a lot of potential; in a decade or so, they might grow into a new generation of demigods. Then the problems I haven’t solved may well fall on their shoulders."

"Hehe, I’ll personally see them off," Luscia chuckled. "You don’t need to find excuses; even if they had no potential at all, I’d see them off. Rest assured, they won’t perish here."

"Mm, is it that obvious?" Pannis scratched his head awkwardly, chuckling. "Well, if that’s the case, then there’s no problem. Continue with opening the gate; I won’t bother you any longer."

"Haha, go and say farewell to your girls, old friend," Finche said with a sly wink. "Remember not to worry them, and make sure you come back alive."

"Do you remember our old agreement? If I come back alive this time, I definitely won’t let you off the hook," Pannis pointed at Finche. "Last time you got away by dying, but this time we have to fulfill our pledge to drink the fierce spirits of the Beastmen Prairie."

"I eagerly await that day. The Beastmen of the prairie do not fear any challenge. The first to fall will surely be you," Finche said, giving a thumbs up. "As long as you dare to return alive, you will experience the true strength of the Beastmen, haha." ƒгeewёbnovel.com