Above The Sky
Chapter 510 - 510 479 Please Believe in Your Kind Deeds 23

510: Chapter 479: Please Believe in Your Kind Deeds (2/3) 510: Chapter 479: Please Believe in Your Kind Deeds (2/3) Clearly, Waldo didn’t think there was anything unspeakable about such words.

“At least on the surface there’ll be basic politeness.

I had thought that nobles in the Imperial Capital were all exceptionally arrogant and haughty, looking down on people through their nostrils.”

Ian said so, while Hua’an shook her head, “What exactly are you talking about?

Where are these nobles from?

They don’t really break face—in fact, they are all amiable on the surface—just like my teacher and another Fae doctor.

They sarcastically praise each other’s research all day long, but they certainly won’t come to blows unless they’re disputing funding.”

“I think what I’m talking about and what you’re talking about, although they seem similar, are essentially completely different.”

Ian complained, while a Frost Butterfly sat on the boy’s shoulder, bringing wafts of coffee-ice fragrance, “It seems that my Frost Butterfly can perk people up just with her scent alone.”

That’s what he said on the surface, but in his heart, Ian was actually quite solemn.

Someone was victimized; emergency teams came to help, maybe a bit slow, but they really came.

Nobles had not become so arrogant as to completely disregard the lives of ordinary people—although they behaved quite arrogantly and nonchalantly, they couldn’t really ignore it.

This was enough to prove that the laws of The Empire still had some use, capable of restraining these nobles.

One could even say that the nobles viewed the loss of ordinary people’s lives as a nuisance and sought to avoid this kind of property loss; those who could not guarantee their properties would be punished.

But they weren’t really punished for the sake of human life.

In some ways, this was perhaps a bit more frightening.

“Inega II abolished slavery and brought about more efficient ways of working and cooperation.

His laws and guidelines are still enforced in this land.

But the issue is that slaves might still be cared for by their masters, whereas hired servers are picked at and even discarded at will.”

Shaking his head slightly, Ian kept these issues in mind.

They had arrived in the seventh layer district.

The seventh layer district was a park—sounding extravagant, there was an entire district within the Imperial Capital that was an artificial natural landscape.

But in reality, everyone occasionally needs to relax, even if just for the sake of their mood, for higher work efficiency, the existence of the park made sense.

When Ian entered the seventh layer district, it was already past six in the afternoon.

Yisen Gard should have arrived long ago; Ian guessed he was waiting somewhere for him.

He looked around, and the first thing that caught his eye was a square at the left entrance.

Majestic pillars linking the layers above and below enclosed a semi-circular area, where there were rows of tables and chairs, as well as small vendors selling fast food—from sausage buns to minced meat noodles, all available; Ian even saw someone selling pickled cucumbers with pickled fish, which surprisingly whetted the appetite.

Beyond the square was the lush park woodland.

Stone paths were partially shrouded by intermittent shrubbery, winding deep into the forest where some pedestrians strolled and chatted with their companions, while the soothing artificial light from above deepened the tranquil and hazy quietude.

Ian quickly sensed Yisen Gard’s presence, distinctly recognizable by the Origin Quality characteristics recorded by the Silver Chip, and significantly enhanced compared to two months ago.

Evidently, after returning to the Imperial Capital, Yisen Gard made noticeable advances as a Sublimator.

After all, having been through many life-and-death battles, he must have gained a deeper understanding of his Bloodline.

Ian and Hua’an Frost Butterfly entered the park grounds.

It was said that this place used to be a large ecological district in the Imperial Capital during the refuge period, simply put, a place for cultivating vegetables and fruit trees.

Here, one could still vaguely see some buildings deep in the forest.

The tall storage center, built of white sturdy stone, had been carefully renovated and became another spot where pedestrians could rest.

That’s also why the sixth layer was the storage center—because during the refuge period, that layer was for storing various food and supplies and for distribution.

“My friend also likes to come to the seventh layer to read.

But not here, it’s on top of that old building over there—that place has a bed-like structure, it’s absolutely wonderful to lie there and read.”

Hua’an raised her hand, pointing towards the ancient storage center, and Ian looked and couldn’t help but laugh, “That’s the beam of the storage center, not a bed…

but maybe it’s the same for a Fae?

Well, lying on the roof reading, enjoying the breeze—that friend of yours really knows how to enjoy.”

“Right!” Hua’an also fluttered her wings happily.

And the Frost Butterfly nodded thoughtfully.

The air circulation system in the Imperial Capital was exceptionally well-designed, with breezes spiraling through the park district layers, and thanks to the vegetation, the wind here was even fresher.

The sound of the lush forest was clearer within this enclosed space, reaching deep into the park.

In a quiet and secluded corner of the courtyard, a youth with shoulder-length golden hair sat beside a section of a remaining arched wall, wearing a half-cape.

Ivy had climbed up the old wall and even started to spread onto a newer park bench.

Yisen Gard, clothed in a thick, black coat with golden edges, was quietly observing a book in his hands.

Perhaps because of his deep concentration, or maybe because he genuinely posed no threat, snowy white pigeons were foraging and strolling nearby, creating a rather harmonious scene.

As Ian and the Fae approached, he became aware of the movement and raised his head, seeing his friend emerging from the shadows of the trees, his eyes gleaming like a forest lake.

“You’re here?”

Yisen Gard closed his book and stood up cheerily, and the pigeons at his side took flight due to the motion, but they didn’t go far: “Did something happen, or were you just having afternoon tea with the two Fairy Misses?”

He knew that Ian had been accompanied by Hua’an and the Frost Butterfly all the way, and he even knew that the Frost Butterfly was the Little Fairy that Ian had brought back from the Southern Sea Ruins — Yisen Gard also very politely saluted the two Fairy Misses: “It must have been a tiring journey, please allow me to offer you a warm welcome later to wash the dust from your travels, and to host you properly.”

“Both, actually.”

Given the relationship between Ian and Yisen Gard, there was no need for small talk, as they often communicated through devices and quickly got to the point: “Indeed I had some tea with Hua’an and the Frost Butterfly, but I encountered some matters on the way here.”

He told the golden-haired youth about his encounter with Waldo Noka and the car accident, making the other’s brow furrow slightly: “The Noka Family?

Waldo…

he was my classmate.

We have an average relationship; it’s good that he didn’t trouble you.”

“As for the victim you helped…”

Bowing his head slightly, Yisen Gard recalled those in the South Sea Great Labyrinth whom he had tried to help, those infested with the Brain-Eating Parasite…

those whom he hadn’t managed to save in the end.

When he raised his head again, Yisen Gard spoke very earnestly: “There might be others, even the victim themselves might think you’re meddling and causing a lot of trouble.

But honestly, please accept my opinion — Ian, you are doing the right and kind thing, and I will help you.”

“Back then, I didn’t have the strength to see the right through to the end, but this time, I am willing to help Ian persist with good deeds to the very end.”

Having said that, Yisen Gard took out a Crystal Plate from within his clothes, which was the same type that Patrick had used to contact pirates before.

He wrote a lot of words on it, clearly requesting to take good care of the victim.

“Yisen Gard…” Ian was taken aback.

He initially wanted to tease him for being a bit too serious, as he had already dealt with the matter, and he could resolve the issue perfectly without the assistance of the Ellen Family…

“Thank you.

With your words, I suppose the victim will suffer less now.”

But in the end, he sighed and responded seriously: “Sometimes, perhaps it’s necessary to be as earnest as you are.

It might sound a bit naive, but in terms of attitude, you are more sincere than me.”

“More than you?

Impossible.

Without you, I wouldn’t even know such a thing happened, let alone offer help and sincerity, I’m always one step behind,” Yisen Gard said with a self-deprecating smile.

“Moreover, it’s just one person.

How many ordinary people in trouble can we really help?”

After saying this, he looked up to the two Fairy Misses gently: “We can’t all sit on a park bench…

I think we need to find a quiet place to have a good chat about our recent actions.”

While Yisen Gard led Ian and his party to a dwelling of the Ellen Family in the Imperial Capital.

Within a hidden mansion, a noblewoman was contemplating a stack of documents with a glowing bird.