Chapter 211: 'Blessing”

Chapter 211 “Blessing”

Vanna’s already somewhat dazed state of exhaustion instantly tensed up at the recognition. She rushed over to the side and noticed the arm coming out of the car window twitching, which instantly brought a wave of relief to her heart.

Uncle is alive!

Vanna reacted instantly, stabilizing the car’s posture with one hand and pinching the deformed door frame with the other. This allowed her to check Dante’s vitals and injuries before taking him out of the vehicle, which she promptly did after confirming he’s safe to move.

“Ahhh... Vanna... You’re back...” These were the first words Dante said after opening his eyes and getting medical help from Vanna.

“Yes, I’m back,” Vanna didn’t notice anything wrong with her uncle’s phrasing and subconsciously held his hand, “How do you feel now? Can you still get up? I’ll take you to the cathedral...”

“No... don’t bother with a burden like me,” Dante shook his head and grasped Vanna’s hand hard. “I should have thought of such a day... They will come and take the price... You leave now before they find you... Leave Pland and go to a place where no one knows you...”Reêad latest novels at novelhall.com

Her uncle’s plea startled Vanna as she realized something was amiss here. With a slightly trembling voice: “What do you mean? Who are you referring to? What is the price to take? You... did you already know what was happening in the city?!”

Dante struggled to keep his eyes open after the ruby prosthetic eye shattered somehow. Blood flowed down the wound from the socket, and only the remaining human eyeball reflected any of the flames occurring outside Vanna’s barrier. “Ender Missionaries... and the subspace they worship... Vanna, do you remember that fire eleven years ago?”

“The fire eleven years ago...” Vanna’s eyes widened slightly, “You actually remember that fire?!”

“How could I not remember... It burns before my eyes every day,” Dante smiled wryly, “but I thought I could lie to myself for the rest of my life.”

Chaotic thoughts boiled in her mind, and Vanna seemed to forget her exhaustion and pain at this moment. Instead, she stared closely at her uncle’s eyes, which had begun to turn murky from recalling the past in his mind. “But what does this have to do with subspace and the Ender Missionaries...? And me, what does this have to do with me? Why are ‘they’ coming for me? What ‘price’ are they going to take!?”

Vanna instantly regretted asking the questions in this manner because it’s the same tone and attitude she used when interrogating a prisoner. But Dante was no prisoner. He was her uncle, her only family member in this world whom she’s lived with for eleven years. She had no right to behave this way before him.

“When that fire burned, I glimpsed... into a projection of subspace. When that extremely dangerous truth descended, I made a wish to subspace.”

“You made a wish to subspace?” Vanna stared at Dante in disbelief, “What wish?”

“Me too,” Vanna interrupted softly, “I love this place and am ready for everything... Just like how you taught me since I was a child.”

Dante watched his niece with awe, feeling both proud and guilty at the failure on his part to protect her.

He knew that words would no longer work in persuading this child.

So, he sighed and used the last of his strength to stand up, using the nearest street lamp as support.

“Then go,” he said softly, “I will wait here, wait here for you to come back.”

Vanna lowered her head and met her uncle’s gaze.

In her memory, he had always been tall and resolute like a mountain, yet the person present here had become so small and frail that she now had to peer down to meet his gaze.

“... If all goes well, the familiar Pland we know will return to the real world. When that happens... don’t forget me,” her voice now low and gentle like she’s leaving a will.

Dante didn’t say anything more and just nodded lightly.

With a straightened posture, Vanna knew it was time to go. However, a disturbing vibration suddenly rocked her feet that originated elsewhere the next moment. Immediately looking towards the source, she saw the dust cloud rising up into the sky created by a collapsing building.

Vanna had never felt more frightened and uneasy than she was at this moment, and the next second, her eyes had confirmed the source of this unease.

From where the cathedral should be, the smoke had abruptly dispersed following a blinding light rising up from below. It’s as if a miniature sun had manifested in that area, devouring everything within its vicinity.

But that’s not the worst of it; something even more terrible has happened.

More explosions came, more shrill noises, and more soaring fireballs rose into the air across the various branches of the church.

The bells that had never stopped even when the city burned had finally ceased!

Vanna’s mind almost became a blank there, and for the next while, she couldn’t think and only charged towards the largest flash of light at the Storm Cathedral.