If he is gone, the turtle turtle may be the person he worries the most, because the turtle turtle lacks the most basic survival ability in this world.

Of course, with the existence of a backpack, she will not die easily, but life will not be so smooth after all.

He didn't know what the future would hold, so sending the turtle to Sherag was the safest option.

As for Kuroba's other companions, each of them has the ability to deal with emergencies, and he doesn't want to be too much of it.

....

After separating from the turtle, Xia Feng did not go back to the barbecue restaurant, but walked to the house opposite.

Thinking back to what Styx had said, there were some things he still didn't quite understand, but that didn't stop him from feeling very upset right now.

This unhappiness is not directed at others, but only at Styx alone.

The snow in front of the Styx house was regular, and there was not even a single footprint, but this time Xia Feng didn't care about any politeness.

Raising his hand, he slapped it directly and vigorously.

"Smack!"

The palm of his hand slapped on the door, but the door was unlocked, and it was directly pushed open a gap.

....

Styx's home was still as dark and cold as ever, but this time, Xia Feng didn't see anyone on the first floor.

Whether it was Dark Frost or Dark Snow, including Hina, none of them were on the first floor, and the whole house was dead silent.

At this moment, Xia Feng just glanced at the unchanged living room, and walked up the stairs to the second floor with a gloomy face, he didn't care about others, all he wanted to find was the River Styx.

Walking through the cloister on the second floor, Xia Feng went straight to the innermost room.

"Bang!"

Pushing the door open, a thin figure came into view.

Styx was still sitting by the window, as if he would never move his place, and he didn't even look back in the face of the sudden intrusion of the summer breeze.

It's just a thin palm, gently fiddling with a silver coin.

On the table by the window, there is also a quaint clock.

"Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick......"

The hands of the clock rotated from moment to moment, and the crunch of the sound was particularly clear in the dead silence of the room.

....

Because of the large range of movements going upstairs, Xia Feng's chest rose and fell slightly.

Staring at the River Styx, he was the first to break the silence with a gloomy expression.

"What about the people, the people in your house."

"Gone."

"Where?"

"Go where they're supposed to be."

By now, Xia Feng had had enough of Styx's incomprehensible and mysterious attitude.

Taking two steps forward, he grabbed Styx by the collar and said coldly.

"Do you have anything to say?"

Left to his grip, Styx was like a fluttering pillow, unresisted, and the sound of the response was as soft as if it were humming.

"Nope."

Only then did Xia Feng realize that the body under Styx's clothes had dried up to the point that it almost looked like a dried corpse.

Letting go of his hand, he forcibly stabilized his agitation.

"Don't tell me you're going to hang up soon."

"Are you worried about me?"

"Damn, it's none of my business whether you die or not."

Then, a chair was dragged over, and Xia Feng sat in front of the River Styx.

"Why are you hiding it from me, did you already know the secrets of the deep sea of Agor, you already knew where the natural disasters and source stones came from, didn't you!"

"Perhaps."

Xia Feng slapped the table violently.

"Then why didn't you tell me sooner!"

In the face of his questioning, Styx was unusually calm, and his entire body seemed to be incapacitated, except for the palm of the hand holding the silver coin gently moving its fingers.

"Tell you earlier, is there a difference?"

"If you had told me earlier, at least.... At least ......"

"At least something."

"At least ......"

"It's the same, you know sooner or later, the result is the same."

Xia Feng clenched his fists.

"Since you already know, why don't you do something, do you also want to destroy this world, so that everyone will become infected, and become a sacrifice for the resurrection of the god of the deep sea?"

"I'm not interested."

"Then why not do something about it!"

Styx's blue pupils were a little dim.

"I've done everything I could."

Xia Feng stood up angrily from the chair and kicked the chair into the corner.

"Fuck your uncle, what have you done? Stay in the room all day like a dead dog, if I hadn't moved to this street, I'm afraid I wouldn't have known that there was such a person as you in the world for the rest of my life! ”

Styx didn't retort, just closed his eyes slightly.

In the gloomy room, there was a dead silence.

.....

After losing his temper, Xia Feng put the chair back on, and he also felt that his actions just now were a little too much.

Styx is not a god, he is also a human, no matter how long he lives, no matter what kind of power he has, he is still human.

Not everyone is as persistent as he is, and people are always accustomed to setting themselves as "righteous" and everything that is contrary to their own ideas as "evil".

Of course, now he can't care about what is right or wrong, even if it is objectively wrong, he must do it, at all costs.

But Styx does not have this responsibility, or rather, what Styx is attached to is not consistent with his own attachment.

"Whew!"

With a long sigh of relief, Xia Feng raised his hand and rubbed his face vigorously.

"Tell me what needs to be done."

"I don't know."

"Don't know?"

"You don't need to ask me, because you need to do the same thing you think."

"Okay."

Glancing at Styx's weakened body, almost as weak as the living dead, Xia Feng finally asked.

"So you're not going to help me."

"I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do, it's up to you."

"Anyway, you look like you're about to hang up, can't you give a little help before you die?"

"Huh."

This is the first time Xia Feng has seen his expression that has not changed for thousands of years until he saw Styx, and he smiled.

"A small help, of course, this help, is that I'll stay in this room forever, forever, forever, until someone kills me."

"Damn."

Standing up, Xia Feng no longer wanted to talk nonsense with this godly chattering guy, the Tao was different, and the road ahead could only be walked by himself.

"Goodbye."

Leaving his last farewell, he walked out of the room.

Just before he was about to step out the door, the voice of the River Styx came from behind.

"Xia Feng, if you really change this world, you will be satisfied and die without any regrets."

Stopped, Xia Feng did not look back.

"I can die, but I can't say that there are no regrets, and in this world where I once existed, there are many regrets."

.....

.....

Walking out of Styx's house, the snow in the sky had stopped, but it was darker than before.

The snow-covered Hyakki Street was deserted in the evening, as if he was the only one left in the world.

With his hands in his coat pockets, inside was the map given to him by Captain Roger, Xia Feng raised his head and exhaled a puff of white mist.

When night fell, it was really cold, just like the mood he was now in determined to die.

At this moment, the "creaking" sound of snow being trampled can be heard in the distance.

When he heard the sound, he saw a figure running towards him in the distance of the street, but because of the snow under his feet, this man ran very hard.

Gradually, as the two got closer and closer, the silhouette of this person became clearer and clearer.

.....

"Whew, whew, whew~"

Even though her cold cheeks were flushed, she was still struggling to run in the direction of the summer breeze, because the joy in her heart at the moment was eager to share it with her most beloved.

"Squeak!"

Finally running to a position less than 5 meters away from Xia Feng, Vina stood still, panting.

Raising her head, she showed Xia Feng a smile that seemed to be the brightest in the world.

"Summer Breeze!"

"Vina ......"

Under Vina's golden hair, this joy is like a dream that has finally come true after overcoming difficulties and obstacles.

Her voice was so loud that it almost roared.

"Xia Feng, from today onwards, I am no longer the king of Victoria, I have gotten rid of my responsibilities, I have gotten rid of my identity, and now, I have finally become an ordinary person!"

Stretching out her hand to Xia Feng, tears of joy overflowed her eyes, and at this moment, she was like the happiest woman in the world.

"Xia Feng, let's get married."