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[HSRGSS] Chapter 69: Me? Just a Passing Emanator of Abundance
🕑 Added 2025-07-31 00:35:24 +0000 UTCJust like that, Lygus, known as the most prestigious member of the Council of Elders, had been ruthlessly turned away by Lucian.
Of course, if even Lygus was treated like that, the rest fared no better.
Some were refused entry for stepping in with their left foot first, and some for stepping in with their right.
Some were refused entry for knocking on the door with their left hand, others with their right—and there were even some who were denied simply for being ugly.
In short, Lucian shut them all out with whatever absurd reason he thought of on the spot.
"Damn bastard! We thought this was some kind of test from the holy maiden, so we kept coming to their place one after another! Now it seems that man is just humiliating us on purpose!"
A few elders gathered together, venting their anger.
"Alright, calm down."
Caenis raised a hand to quiet them.
"Since they refuse our goodwill, we'll just change tactics."
"Go investigate any information you can find on the Holy Maiden of Resurrection—anything at all. Stop running around like headless chickens."
"Think about how we managed to get this far as mere mortals—if the straightforward way doesn't work, then we'll just go about it in the shadows."
Leaving these words behind, Caenis turned and left, while the rest of the elders looked at each other in silence.
In any case, one thing was decided in that moment—they swore they would obtain the power of resurrection, even if it meant resorting to dirty and underhanded methods.
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At the same time, Aglaea had already constructed the basic framework of the World Wound Web, so once the experiment succeeded, she could immediately begin setting it up.
"Agy, did Mr. Lucian tell you how to set up the golden threads without even asking about your abilities?"
Tribbie, who was standing nearby, curiously asked Aglaea.
"Yes, Teacher..." Aglaea nodded instinctively, but then froze. "Now that you mention it, he never asked... It was as if he already knew everything about me..."
"I see..." Tribbie softly nodded, then faintly smiled. "Well then, let's go pay him a visit together, shall we?"
Now, she felt even more curious about this Lucian—her curiosity surpassing even that of the Holy Maiden of Resurrection.
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When Tribbie and Aglaea arrived at the mansion arranged for Lucian and Castorice, they saw both of them crouching on the ground together, tending to potted plants in the front yard.
"Hey there~"
Tribbie walked up to the two and greeted them with a cute smile.
Lucian turned to look, spotting a little red-haired girl—one he knew all too well.
"Sorry to bother you. My teacher heard about the golden thread network you suggested and wanted to visit you." Aglaea explained with an apologetic smile.
"We're Tribbie." Tribbie waved her little hand. "Thank you for coming here to help Agy."
Her adorable appearance and self-introduction instantly melted Castorice's heart.
Of course, Castorice knew she was the very first demigod, so although she looked like a little girl, Castorice still treated her with the utmost respect.
Feeling the urge to give her a headpat, yet not daring to, was a strange kind of torment for Castorice.
"Hello, it's nice to meet you. I'm Castorice." Castorice suppressed her urge and waved her hand back with a gentle smile.
"Tribbie, excluding you, how many of your split selves are left?"
Lucian, who had remained silent until now, suddenly asked something sensitive, which made Tribbie snap to attention.
"Umm... 249 left... Is there a problem?"
Tribbie sensed no ill intent from Lucian, so she answered honestly.
After fleeing for a hundred years, many of her split selves had died, and she honestly did not know how much longer the remaining 249 could last.
"I see..." Lucian nodded calmly, but then his expression turned serious, his eyes bright and firm. "Alright, call them all back. I can restore you."
Restore her?
Tribbie and Aglaea were both a little confused, since they truly did not understand what Lucian meant.
"What do you—"
Tribbie was about to ask, but Lucian raised his hand to interrupt her.
"Ask me after you've recovered. You wouldn't believe me even if I told you now."
Hearing this, Tribbie hesitated for a while before deciding to call all her split selves back.
For some strange reason, Tribbie and her other split selves all had the same thought: Lucian could be trusted—he would never harm them.
Soon, everyone found an open space in the yard.
Lucian told Tribbie and all her split selves to gather, then took out a white bandage and wrapped them all together with it.
"What's this—"
Aglaea started to ask with worry, but—
"Don't worry, Agy, we're fine."
Tribbie interrupted Aglaea's words, not wanting to hurt Lucian's feelings.
Before long, more than two hundred little girls were wrapped into one 'giant dumpling,' squeezed tightly together.
Seeing this, Aglaea made no effort to hide the worry in her eyes, her gaze shifting repeatedly between Lucian and the wrapped little girls.
Lucian did not mind Aglaea's skepticism and simply focused on activating the Godly Bandage.
Soon, the giant dumpling began to change shape, then shrank, and in the end, it took on the form of an adult woman's body, looking like a 'mummy.'
In the next moment, Lucian suddenly picked up the mummy in a princess carry and rushed into the mansion.
Seeing this, Aglaea was stunned.
'What's he doing?!'
Aglaea instinctively chased after Lucian, worried for her teacher's condition.
Castorice, on the other hand, did nothing but cover her mouth and chuckle quietly from the side, not because of any strange reason but because she knew why Lucian did that.
One should remember that if Lucian used the Godly Bandage to restore someone's body, it would also affect the condition of their clothes, so when the bandage was unwrapped, the restored person would be completely naked.
Knowing this, Lucian obviously had to bring the restored Tribbie into a closed, safe room, just in case someone accidentally saw 'VIP content.'
In the bedroom, as soon as Lucian dropped the mummy onto the bed, the bandage unraveled.
As expected, what followed was indeed 'VIP content.'
Even though Lucian had already seen this 'VIP content' in the first script, he could not help but be tempted again.
As he expected, even with just a few incomplete split selves, the Godly Bandage could still restore Tribbie and her split selves to their prime state—a gorgeous woman with long red hair and a slender, fair body—the mature Tribios.
Lucian could not help but recall all the times he and Tribios had tangled together for an hour before he returned to the real world.
"What's going on...?" Tribios glanced over her own body in surprise.
Now, she had actually returned to her original form from all her 250 split selves, and what's more, all her exhausted divine powers had also been fully restored to the state they were in when she first became a demigod!
Soon, however, Tribios sensed someone staring intently at her, which made her realize that she was actually naked in front of a man.
In the next second, Tribios, her face blushing, quickly rolled over, yanked down the window curtain, and wrapped herself up in it.
"W-Who are you?" Tribios stuttered, her face blushing harder. "How could you... turn me back?"
By rights, she should never have been able to return to her original form, since the only possible end for her was all her split selves dying in foreign lands.
"Me? Just a passing Emanator of Abundance." Lucian shrugged, then casually conjured a set of clothes and tossed them to Tribios.
Just then, Aglaea rushed in, but when she saw Tribios, she was completely stunned, frozen in place.
"T-Teacher?" Aglaea asked in disbelief. "Is that you...?"
Seeing the wide-eyed Aglaea, Tribios sighed softly, then smiled gently.
"Agy, it seems like I've recovered."
Even though Aglaea and Tribios had no idea how Lucian did it, the evidence was right before their eyes, so neither of the two women could find any reason to doubt it anymore.
"Do you know where your mother's body is buried?" Lucian asked seriously, gazing at Tribios.
Tribios paused, then turned to Lucian with a complicated expression.
Even though she didn't know why, she felt as if Lucian knew her very well, and for some reason, she even felt a strange sense of closeness to him.
"I was too little then, so... I really don't know... I'm sorry..."
Let alone knowing where her mother was buried, she had not even witnessed her mother's death.
"...I see."
Lucian couldn't help but sigh with pity.
He had hoped to find Mortis's remains and use the Godly Bandage to revive her, but without her body, there was nothing he could do.
As for Mortis's soul, so many years had passed that it was probably already lost somewhere in the River of Souls—because after all this time, he hadn't encountered her soul in the nether realm.
In the end, without saying anything more, Lucian silently turned and left the bedroom.
Aglaea and Tribios watched his somewhat lonely back, then glanced at each other in bewilderment.
Both women were still reeling from the shock that Lucian had accomplished what they, two demigods, could barely manage.
Aglaea: "Teacher, can I cling to his leg? My instinct tells me he can solve all our problems."
Tribios: "Agy, why don't you give it a try?"
