Dark Soul Moon

"...Yes." After a long silence, Ashes replied.

Irina smiled slightly and said, "It's good that you are satisfied, Mr. Hero."

He will live in Athens in the next few days, but he can't just wait and do nothing.

Maybe Irina can take care of Atalanta, he went out to explore, Ashes thought.

The current Atalanta has not grown up yet, and he cannot train Atalanta.

Ashes was skeptical about Athena's words.

He didn't believe that he could go to Mount Olympus only through the guidance of the gods, and Athena probably had other plans.

But before that, he can first understand the situation in the city of Athens, and after he is fully prepared, he can set off to explore and see if there are other ways to go to Mount Olympus and meet Zeus.

Turning around and walking into the house, Ashes heard footsteps behind her, and Irina followed in.

"..." He looked at Irina who also walked in silently.

Then because Ashes stopped suddenly, Irina bumped directly into Ashes. Atalanta expressed that she was very uncomfortable, and her mouth was deflated, as if she was about to cry.

"Irina, do you want to live here too?" Ashes asked while releasing [Bright Shining], controlling the ball of light to tease Atalanta, successfully preventing Atalanta from crying.

A faint blush appeared on Irina's face, and she nodded: "Goddess Athena ordered me to serve you, so I naturally live with you."

"..." Ashes looked down at Irina, "You don't need to do this, I don't need anyone's service. You just need to concentrate on taking care of Atalanta."

Irina's expression froze.

"Atalanta is not suitable to stay with me, Irina." Ashes stretched out his hand, and then pushed Irina out of the yard.

After closing the door to the yard, he walked into the room.

Afterwards, he pulled out the spiral sword from the soul space and stuck it on the floor.

A small campfire was set up, illuminating the layout of the house—a bed for two, table and chairs, cabinets, and other furniture.

But these things are basically useless for ashes, and the only thing that the ashes without fire need is a campfire.

He sat on a chair and took out the books he had written.

Focusing his eyes on it, the information of the book appeared in front of his eyes——

【Ash Codex】

"The Holy Book Written by the Nameless Ashes,"

"Records the last miracle of the Age of Fire."

"The Nameless Ashes record the last glow of Lothric,"

"Books formed the Codex of Ashes by the influence of the First Fire."

The written books have been completely transformed into holy scriptures, and the miracles recorded on them are also very powerful, but he has not yet figured out the conditions for using most of the miracles, and can only vaguely guess.

For example, the miracle that records the story of the Falan Immortals——

【Fran glory】

"Reproduce the scene of the Falan Undead Team hunting the abyss in the past."

"The Faran Undead Squad is the army of the undead,"

"Once there are signs of the abyss, even if the country is destroyed, there will be no hesitation."

"Thus, the pointy hat of the undead squad is seen as a bad omen."

So far he has not successfully used this miracle, and it will fail halfway through the release, just like... Phantom refuses to point the blade at an enemy that is not the abyss?

Ashes pondered as the campfire shone on his helm, flickering and glowing.

"Forget it." He shook his head, refusing to continue thinking about this matter, but began to plan his future itinerary.

Soon, the only sound left in the room was the sound of "swiping" writing.

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Chapter 38 Immature Assault

The next day, Ashes went out, intending to ask Irina whether there were any buildings like libraries in the city of Athens.

He was walking on the main road in Athens, and along the way, everyone looked back at him.

After all, the appearance of a set of fire-transmitting armor is really not beautiful. It was melted and distorted by the initial fire, and the crimson color was still faintly visible between the gaps, as if there were flames burning.

The outer periphery of the broken cloak was dyed crimson, and when it was blown by the wind, it looked like a flame was burning.

Ashes ignored the gazes of passers-by, and walked straight towards the temple.

"Hello, are you a citizen of Athens?" A figure like a guard came up and asked.

Ashes glanced at him, "No."

"...Then can you come with me? We need to register your identity." The guard was a little surprised when he heard his answer.

Ashes glanced at him. The other party looked like he had just grown up, and his childish face was full of nervousness. After all, Ashes really looked a little evil.