My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit-Chapter 295 - 275: A Western Love Story

Lan Lin’Er also changed into the unique clothing of this area, covering her entire body with long fabric, leaving only her eyes visible.

It wasn’t because of the local culture and customs, but simply because the air contained large amounts of dust and particles. If you spoke, your mouth would be full of sand, and when you returned home and touched your face, you’d wipe off a handful of mud and sand. You could choose not to wear it if you wanted.

Now, as she sat by the roadside and noticed that people passing by looked at them with confusion, Lan Lin’Er didn’t understand why no one cared about free medical treatment.

Not long ago, she finally understood Xue Dili’s plan.

Go to various places, heal the local people, and then leave immediately without staying an extra day.

She didn’t know what deeper plans Xue Dili had, but she roughly understood the superficial goal now, which was to see this world with her own eyes.

Truly see the entire Teaching Country through her own eyes.

The glory and death of the Northern Territory, and the yellow sand of the Western Territory and the people struggling to survive.

Lan Lin’Er once asked, since the desert environment is so harsh, why do they still station themselves here? Why don’t the divine nobles transform the desert to make it livable?

For a Tier Four Mage, transforming the desert shouldn’t be that difficult, right?

However, the only response she got was silence from the soldiers here.

Just like even they didn’t believe that Xue Dili, this Healing Mage, would come here to treat them.

They opened their mouths, and countless grains of sand flew in through their broken teeth, but they had already gotten used to this environment. Coming here felt like being exiled.

Return to the Divine Capital?

There’s no going back. They’ve had no news from their families for a long time. Even if they returned to the Divine Capital, they might simply disappear. Many colleagues were like this, vanishing without a trace after returning to the Divine Capital, not even the divine captain could find their tracks.

They all started new families here, and for generations, they would be border people, even if it meant never having to return to that Hell called the Divine Capital.

At least here, they didn’t have to be afraid of suddenly disappearing when stepping outside, or have to rely on having children to survive.

Though, the lifestyle of the border people mainly relied on having children in exchange for food, at least they have the life and days of normal people here.

"Where is your divine captain?" Lan Lin’Er continued to ask curiously.

She actually didn’t quite believe there were divine nobles here. While it was normal for a divine person to lead the border army, in her impression, how could those pampered divine people be willing to live in such harsh places?

But when the stationed soldiers realized she was a divine person, they immediately showed great respect.

"Shh, my lady, please lower your voice." The soldier looked around, seemingly afraid of something, "The divine captain despises the nobles the most. He has humiliated other divine nobles and branch nobles more than once."

"Hmm?" Lan Lin’Er was taken aback; a bizarre character among the divine nobles, "Why?"

"I seem to have heard that the divine captain once fell in love with a girl from a mage family, but when he completed his baptism to become an official divine person, his lover had long been tormented into a bloated pig." The soldier furtively glanced around again, then stopped slacking off.

They were here to keep an eye on Xue Dili, officially for protection, but it wasn’t good to slack off too blatantly.

After hearing this story, Lan Lin’Er also fell silent.

A noble young master from a divine family fell in love with a mage girl from a commoner family. This was originally her favorite type of story, but upon learning of the divine captain’s fate, she immediately felt immense sadness.

This kind of sentimental story was even more distressing for her.

"So, what is the divine captain doing along this border?" Lan Lin’Er asked.

Upon seeing that she was also a divine person, the soldier hesitated before revealing, "The divine captain seems to be stockpiling grain, training his elite knight squad, constantly fortifying the city’s defenses here, and even doesn’t oppose trading with those Northern Territory people."

Lan Lin’Er couldn’t quite understand what the divine captain was aiming to do; he seemed to have his own ideas and things he wanted to achieve.

So she quietly approached Xue Dili and shared the information she gathered using her divine identity with him, asking, "Xediles, what does the divine captain want to do?"

And Xue Dili, after hearing all this, especially about the divine captain stockpiling grain and training an elite knight squad, had a sense of déjà vu.

"He wants to rebel," Xue Dili said directly, "or perhaps seek revenge. But more likely, he wants to rebel against the life-oriented system established by these divine nobles."

"Hmm... ah?" Lan Lin’Er was stunned and, looking at Xue Dili, instinctively said, "How is that possible?"

"Why not?" Xue Dili countered, "It might even be more radical than we think. He might want to overthrow the existing system entirely, create a new world and system, or kill all the nobles or something. You think about constantly training his elites; at the very least, it means he wants to kill someone."

"Then, isn’t it possible that training elites is for defending against Demon Beasts?" Lan Lin’Er weakly asked.

"If it’s for defending against Demon Beasts, it wouldn’t just be simply training the elite, but seriously training all the soldiers." Xue Dili expressed his viewpoint, "But now, the ordinary soldiers here only receive basic training, more like militia, their combat skills are even inferior to those Northern Territory people made up of tribes."

Lan Lin’Er was at a loss for words for a moment, she really hadn’t thought about it like that just now.

A gentle breeze blew through this desert city.

And now, Xue Dili had been here for a long time, yet no one had come for treatment.

But soon, the first patient seemed to have arrived, carrying someone on his back, his silhouette tall and upright in the sunlight. For an instant, the stationed soldiers were stunned, immediately standing at attention and saluting, "Divine Captain!"

Xue Dili and Lan Lin’Er also looked over and saw that tall yet weathered man.

The protagonist of the love story they had just heard about had arrived, but unfortunately, this story’s lead was neither handsome nor young.

He seemed like a nearly forty-year-old uncle, his rough and dark cheeks made him appear like an old man at first glance.

If it weren’t for that armor and the terrifying aura, no one would believe that this was the actual ruler of the Western Border, who had fashioned this place into a country within a country, the Divine Captain.

And he carried on his back a peculiar... lady?

The lady wore clothing akin to a pure white wedding dress, but her physique was extremely distorted, like a bedridden person of ten years, with limbs thin like chopsticks, yet a bloated body.

And from behind the Divine Captain, countless heads peeked out watching them.

Almost half of the Western Territory was curiously peeking, as the Divine Captain’s story was something of a small legend here, given how it had stirred things up in the Divine Capital, and even estranged him from his family, else the Divine would not have become the leader of such a wretched place.

And perhaps some people who knew the story had a bit too much to drink, thus this love story of a Divine being and a commoner had become popular in this entertainment-starved area.

In this life-centric world, yet this sort of story seemed particularly endearing.

Even Lan Lin’Er, seeing the two protagonists of that Western love story appearing right in front of her, couldn’t help but be taken aback.

It’s just a pity that the male lead of this love story was no longer young, the years and sands had left deep imprints on his face, making his appearance akin to that of a worker in a breeding factory.

Even his face was yellowish and dark due to the erosion of the sands.

And she too saw that strange distorted but still living woman.

"Are you a Healing Mage?" The Divine Captain asked, holding the twisted woman in a princess carry, his rough face unshaven.

"Yes."

"Then do you have any way to cure her?" The Divine Captain’s tone and expression showed no fluctuation, as if numb to protocol.

Perhaps he once held too much hope, turned into profound despair, or maybe he truly didn’t believe Xue Dili could cure his lover.

Just trying his luck, without actually thinking it would succeed.

As a Divine noble and of Mythic Level, he had tried countless times over the years, with the mages’ Healing Technique, the shaman’s herbs, the Westerners’ ancient folk Magic Potion and other methods.

No use, completely no use.

She would forever be a lifeless figure, even her spirit faded to such an extent, seemingly about to disappear at any time.

He held on to no hope at all, and after so many years with no progress, everything once cherished had passed like smoke in the wind, he only awaited this former lover’s death.

Then he would have no qualms about rushing into the Divine Capital, going on a killing spree!

He didn’t care about what the future would be, nor if he would cause any irreparable consequences, he just wanted to break into the Divine Capital, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill.

Walking the Imperial Avenue, stepping over the noble bones, he just wanted to see what makes the Divine nobles so noble, what meat paste the ground corpses with hair minced into was like.

To see if the Divine nobility really couldn’t be exterminated, if they truly could spring back like locusts, or if their God could really bring divine punishment upon him.

The former love and memories had long dissipated with time, leaving only deep-seated hatred and rage akin to a volcano, waiting to erupt.

Now, this woman like a lifeless figure became instead a shackle, he was even twisted enough to want it to just be over, dying sooner rather than later, living was torture, then he too could trample over the Divine Capital sooner.

Seemingly sensing the Divine Captain’s distortion and madness, Xue Dili only sighed.

More than ten years of care, and no matter how genuine the affection, it would gradually wear down in these dull and hopeless days, leaving only the most painful scars to reveal the past hurt.