Chapter 23: The Wall of Those Without Faith

  "Malong... my nephew... thank you for taking care of Xiao Anwei... I will protect you, for you... illuminate the path ahead."

  Ma Long had that dream again, the candle flame shining with stardust, and those words that lingered in his mind.

  Then Ma Long woke up.

  As he opened his eyes, Ma Long found himself lying on the back of a gigantic flower-faced wolf-like creature named Rukasu.

  With a great deal of effort, Ma Long sat up and saw the familiar face of Inspector Barnard, as well as... Delft, the three-ring spiritualist who had delivered the invitation to the masquerade ball on the white sandy beach at noon.

  Strange, how did this Delft appear here?

  Ma Long rubbed his temples and sat up, although his mind was still a bit muddled, but at least he could think about the problem now.

  Looking around, Ma Long found that there were many people around him - Amy, An Wei, Adela and Musa-Mein were all there, as well as more than a dozen old soldiers, including the wounded veteran who had been knocked to the ground with his gun, and even two or three dozen elderly women and children surrounding the old soldiers.

  "This is... where?"

  Raising his eyes to take a look around, the inky blackness of his surroundings caused Malong to utter these low words.

  "On the way to the orphanage!" Bernard, his face black with anger, responded gruffly to Marlon's question, and then scolded him mercilessly: "You little brat, in this chaotic situation, instead of retreating to the safe orphanage, you ran towards the city center! If it weren't for my dear Emmy being there, I'd have prayed that your soul would be sucked into the Wall of the Unfaithful before I could find a priest who can revive the dead and bring you back!"

  The Wall of Unbelief?

  The dead come back to life?

  Oh... I remember now, this is in another world.

  In this otherworld, it is said that ordinary people who do not believe in any gods will have their souls nailed to the wall of unbelievers after death and suffer eternal torment until the energy of their souls is completely consumed.

  The existence of the Wall of No Faith was an extremely terrifying thing for mortals, forcing them to surrender their faith to a certain deity.

  But in the era of the divine war between the Dark Calendar and the Light Calendar, the Wall of Unbelievers was severely damaged by the gods who were also caught in the crossfire. The two Death Servants responsible for sealing the souls of unbelievers and pseudo-believers into the Wall of Unbelievers, after being repeatedly obstructed from repairing the wall, abandoned their duties in a fit of rage.

  So now in this enlightened era, will the souls of unbelievers be sucked into the wall of unbelievers by the rule power that has been formed for a long time, and even if they are exhausted, it is just 28%.

  As for reviving the dead, high-ranking priests are all capable of this spell. Any poor creature that died an unnatural death can basically be revived, although the cost is to offer a gem worth at least 5,000 Lant (gold coins) to a certain deity...

  The muddled brain brought out all the intelligence about "Wall of Non-Believers" and "Resurrection of the Dead" to let Malong know.

  So, Ma Long secretly let out a sigh of relief. He finally felt that this strange world where the dead could come back to life wasn't so bad after all.

  "Uncle Bernard, how did you come? How is everything?"

  Marlon's mind gradually cleared as he tried to jump off the back of the giant flower-faced wolverine, Rukus.

  "You little scamp, just lie still for me!" Chief Bernard glared at Marlon fiercely before answering his question: "The situation is certainly not good. Even White Oak Street has been turned upside down. At least twenty or more people have broken into our homes! If it weren't for this old fellow suddenly coming to help, I'm afraid your Uncle Bernard wouldn't be standing here so intact talking to you!"

  As he spoke, Sheriff Bernard pointed bluntly at Delfred, the Three-Ring Soul Master.

  Although called "old guy" by Sheriff Bernard in public, the three-ring spiritualist Delfret didn't show a bit of anger, but instead calmly nodded slightly towards Marlon.

  "Malong-Liszt, now fully proven facts show that systematic learning of spiritual energy techniques can at least easily discover and repel the assassination of dark assassin Xiounado."

  Tonight, it wasn't just Marlon who was attacked by that dark assassin Xionado - but also Sheriff Bernard.

  Dhrel, the three-ring soul adept who nodded in respect to Marlon, once again took out that extremely ancient "Phantasmarana Soul Scroll" and handed it over to Marlon: "Marlon-Lyster, I'm guessing you'll be delighted to accept this gift from me, your senior in terms of spiritual power."

  Will Ma Long change his mind and accept the "Van Helsing Soul Scroll" that allows him to easily detect and repel the dark assassin Xiōnàdō when they meet again next time?

  No doubt about it!

  Even in this world, the deceased who died unexpectedly can be revived by bribing gods with enough money and jewels at any time. Marlon didn't want to be helpless again when facing danger, but instead, he was protected by the little fox girl Aimi who should have been protected - even if cute and lovely Aimi is a demon-hunting fox girl Elisa!

  "Mr. Delft, this great kindness, I will repay it someday!"

  Van Helsing's spiritual scroll made Ma Long finally disobey Captain Bernard, he jumped down from the back of a giant flower-faced wolverine and said to Dailifu, the three-ring spiritual master, in his most dignified manner.

  Surprisingly, Chief Bernard seemed to have ignored Ma Long's decision and didn't say a word, his mouth even curled up slightly.

  "No, waiting until tomorrow to respond would be too late, there's a problem that needs your help right now..." Three-ring Soul Master Delvert, looked up towards the northwest direction where flames were soaring into the sky, and then his voice directly echoed in Marlon's mind: "Marlon-Lyster, that plan of yours which made you, your publisher, and that vampire who opened a bank all win was quite good."

  Ma Long was about to subconsciously deny it, but before he could open his mouth, the voice of San Huan Xin Ling continued: "Don't try to deny it, I just want to ask you, regarding this sudden slave uprising that will seriously threaten the reputation of the Minister of State of New Valtania, do you have any new three-win plan to turn the crisis into a good thing?"

  New Triple Win Plan to Turn Crisis into Good Things?

  I'm not some kind of Zhuge Liang who can come up with a winning strategy just by furrowing his brow, where did all these three-win plans come from?

  Ma Long thought to himself, but what he said in a low voice was: "This, we need to understand the situation first, and then discuss with that person before drawing conclusions. Moreover, I cannot guarantee that I can think of a solution."

  As he spoke, Ma Long's eyes inadvertently glanced at Musa-Milan, who was dressed like a monk.

  Right! Let's get a detailed understanding of the situation first!

  In the fragment of Musa's plane projection in the Battle of Korea, didn't he say that with his technique, it wouldn't be too difficult to turn any scouting crystal ball into a "plane projection fragment" that allows souls to enter and observe personally?

  Although the cost is that it will turn a valuable and expensive reconnaissance crystal ball into an internal projection crystal ball that can only repeat a certain fixed time plot internally, unable to record any other images, while also consuming at least 3,000 Lisen's energy...

  "Mr. Delft, I've heard that large airships usually carry a tactical command-grade crystal ball system for reconnaissance and battle planning. Would it be possible to have someone bring over a crystal ball with the fastest speed, recording the situation of tonight's riot? Also, I need a charging crystal with at least 5,000 senti of energy..."

  Risent is the unit of measurement for calculating the energy within magical crystals in this otherworld. Marlon usually subconsciously treats "Risent" as a degree of electricity, although the energy of "one Risent" seems to be able to make a large steam locomotive run about twenty kilometers.

  Malakar's words were cut off as Thrain Blackbeard, the dwarf cleric, removed a ring from his right thumb and handed it to Malakar.

  "What you want is inside, the spell to open it is... misoonata-yiahusuen"

  Delfert's voice continued to emerge in Marlon's mind, and then a valuable "Communication Magic Crystal" was stuffed into Marlon's hand without hesitation. Then, there was a whisper: "It can let you keep in direct contact with me at any time."

  "Well, I'll take my leave first."

  After Marlon nodded and accepted the crystal of communication magic, Dierfate, a three-ring soul master, finally said in a loud voice.

  "The energized magic crystal of 5,000 miles of Sentre will soon be delivered into your hands, I guarantee it."

  Before Delft disappeared into darkness, he left a whisper of his soul for Marlon.