The little pastor is taking care of the weirdness of divinity

Chapter 63 The Shadow of the Past
Chabron was on the train heading to the Star King's Capital, the City of Arcane, and the Thousand Layer City of Rainbow Castle.

Next to the young man is Mera, the priest of knowledge - an intellectual and heroic girl wearing a black windbreaker that is slightly larger than herself.

For some reason, the two of them were temporarily separated from Father Matruh, as well as Jacks, Aaliyah, and Anluo.

The young man looked at his own reflection in the window glass, thinking about it:
"Nightfall is a very special game. Every time you create a new save file and character card, you can choose the starting era and a specific birth place. Sometimes I experience a later era first, and then I am born in an earlier era. The priest character 'Chabarron' was born in the earliest age among all the characters.

"I still remember the characters I played in every game in the past, but obviously, they don't really live in history, but just phantoms in the world line that don't exist——

"Otherwise, if I create different characters twice in the same initial era, can the two characters still meet?

"Going a step further, if I first create an archive in a later era, then go to an earlier era to create a new character and do earth-shattering things, wouldn't it become a time paradox?

“It’s impossible for me to play the save file I created first in reality and still be able to find the footprints of the characters in the save file I created later in reality, right?

"What if the character I used on the eve of my time travel was not the priest 'Chabarron' who has the same name as me in real life, but one of the other characters? What if I were a shadow that no longer exists in history."

Thinking of this, Chabron looked at the scenery outside the window and remembered the archives and characters of the past games.

He recalled every living soul that had danced between his fingers, that he had found or drawn by himself, that every detail and every word was considered by himself——

The Elf Druid, [Antinoah Whisper of the Moon], is more interested in modern garden art than in the wilderness.She was deviant, and once told the ancient tree of wisdom deep in the Emerald Forest of the Southern Continent that cities, planes and the vast starry sky are also part of nature...
The [Pirate King] who has arrived at the mysterious island has arrived at the mysterious island.Legend says, the King of Pirates, that he kept all his treasures there...
The free paladin [Aaron], in the northern land where winter never ends, was the one who rode on the [celestial mount] and destroyed the place where he was born—the soul pasture set up by the devil with a spear bathed in holy light.That day, the children in Soul Ranch saw the light of the sun...

The eternally innocent child, [Ai], has equal respect for the living and the walking undead, and is a necromancer who studies black magic with a pure heart...

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Gradually, gradually, in Chabron's sight - the blurry reflection on the window glass, the reflection of the beautiful young man with blond hair and blue eyes, with a slightly immature baby face, became more and more hazy and illusory, gradually replaced by memories of the past. The role he plays in——

From the elf druid Antinoa's face as dazzling as the stars and the moon, to the black magician Ai's figure that is so thin that it seems like it will be blown down by the wind...
It's a pity that they are all archives that have nothing to do with me after time travel. They are just afterimages that do not exist on the world line. I am the only one who still remembers them, Xia Bron thought.

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At this moment, on the outskirts of Rainbow Castle.

The warrior Jax came to the edge of the thousand-story city Rainbow Castle one step ahead of Xia Bron. Behind him were his nieces and nephews - the lively orange-haired mage girl Arya and the slightly shy silver-haired boy Anluo. In addition, there were The former [company] investigator accompanying him, Father Matruh.

"Summon the giant owl riding service, summon the giant owl riding service, and take your family straight to the clouds! Professional [Son of the Garden] druid casting service, only 10 gold thalers!"

In the shadow of the towering giant magic tower, a halfling druid was shouting.

Unlike the large druid order like [Emerald Heart], which is rigid and rigid, the druids of [Children of the Garden] are keen to embrace the secular and the philistine.They sell the magic that connects the spirit of nature (it will be discounted every Thursday, if the monthly subscription is more cost-effective), they spend all their time on an exquisite potted plant, appreciate the well-carved gardens in the civilized world, and like towns better than the countryside, like Respect the uncanny workmanship of nature as much as the ingenuity of the craftsmen.

"Hey, old man, does your yew wand look good?" Jacks handed a bag of money to the druid.

"Of course," the halfling druid replied (while unceremoniously putting the money into his bag), proudly showing off his new magical weapon - a purple wand with exquisite carvings, magical magic The blessing makes it never rot:
“Although this yew wand is not a very powerful magic item, the name of the wand’s previous owner is well known within the [Sons of the Garden] society.

“Its owner is one of the honorary founders of [Son of the Garden] many years ago.

"Friend of the ancient trees, herder of the planes, rainbow lady, elven druid,

"Antinoa·Whisper of the Moon!"
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Storm sea, heavy rain.

The battle was over, and Miss Ship Witch walked over the body of the sahuagin - this mutated sahuagin with 4 arms was a fierce enemy when it was still alive, but after death it was just an ugly corpse.

She let a mixture of rain and blood stain her boots.

Then, regardless of the heavy rain that wet her long hair, she looked at the bloody sailors - their faces were tired from the battle with the sahuagin just now.

The ship's wizard on the Mercury Crown had a sullen look on his face, and his delicate face was covered with falling raindrops:
"The Treasure of the Pirate King...

"How many more times do we have to fight for this mythical legend? How many more pirates and sahuagins do we have to kill?

"Who knows how true this legend is? Who knows whether the pirate king really left a treasure?

"I'm afraid that only the King of Pirates can recover his treasures if he comes back from the dead!
"But the Pirate King's corpse doesn't know what kind of curse it suffered, and it can't be resurrected by divine magic. Other dead may be able to come back to life, but the Pirate King's soul has long been annihilated with his secret... ···
"If you want me to take part in the next unnecessary adventure, unless this pirate king from thousands of years ago can return from death, stand in front of me, and assure me of the authenticity of the treasure..."

　Thanks to [Reincarnation Jade] and [Lazy Yinglong] for the reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)