Chapter 115: Divine Guardian

The sound of Uncle Johnny’s apology echoed throughout the empty pool. Unfortunately, there were no two people from that time to give him any response. All that remained were the swaying red flowers and the howling wind. I don’t know how long it took for it to calm down.

During this time, Uncle Johnny stood with his back to us, never turning around. It wasn’t until everything had calmed down that Uncle Johnny turned around. I saw two tears on his face. He said to us in a somewhat hoarse voice, “I’m sorry. Maybe it’s no use, and I’ve always thought so. After all, it’s already happened. It wasn’t until just now that I felt that it was useful. At least it’s an attitude towards life, and it will calm the heart. Now, I think that nothing is as terrible as the torment of the heart. That is a silent and invisible sentence.

We stood in silence, not knowing what to say in response to Uncle Johnny. He had said a lot, and we were all fascinated by the goodness and kindness of the story at the beginning, and worried about the changes in the subtle relationship between the three of them. But what happened afterwards, we didn’t know after all, and Uncle Johnny was still too excited to say it.

It was already afternoon, and on the huge rock in the middle of the deep pool, we were completely out of the hot sun. Instead, the sky was cloudless, but the weather was inexplicably gloomy.

In this silence, Uncle Johnny looked up at the sky and said to himself, “Time really flies. I don’t want to delay until nightfall. It seems I have to talk faster. In fact, you should have guessed the details just now. Yes, it may be the same as your guess. Patil and Zoya are in love… I don’t know how Zoya changed her mind in this regard, no longer seeing Patil as her brother. I don’t know the details of how they fell in love. If I have to say, it is that Patil came back once a year, at least bringing great comfort to the lonely Zoya. Love may have happened like this.

They fell in love? I had guessed as much, but when I actually heard Uncle Johnny say that, I couldn’t help but tremble a little.

I know this story is beautiful, about the most innocent past of three outstanding young people, but this story has always been overshadowed by a shadow that can be felt with the heart, that is, the status gap that has always existed between them. To be precise, it is the caste that separates their bloodlines, making their hearts unable to be close together from the beginning of the beautiful era.

And Johnny’s father, who seemed kind, actually had a stubborn opinion that could not be destroyed. He was even a moralist. What kind of tragedy was this love? I felt like I couldn’t bear to hear any more.

But Mr. Johnny’s story continued.

After that time, it was actually like the calm before the storm, but the three parties involved were completely unaware of it. At the dinner table that night, what Sharma had never said was said by his father: “Patel, after all these years, I am very pleased that you have achieved so much. Although I cannot enter that mysterious circle, my dear friend has brought me countless news about your talent and hard work, and even the results you have achieved have shocked many big names in the circle. Now, your achievements should bear fruit. Are you ready? I have received news that you are about to become a glorious Shining Guardian with a mission. So this time, you will go with Sharma to accept this sacred profession and get that bright future.

These words, coming from his father’s mouth, were very beautiful, but Sharma, who was eating, couldn’t help but tremble a little, and he couldn’t even swallow the food in his mouth for a while. He didn’t expect his father to say such a thing during dinner, and he said it so smoothly and eloquently. Sharma, who knew the nature of the Divine Guard, of course, would not be deceived by such words, and his heart began to feel uneasy.

Patel must have known about it, too. Sharma couldn’t help but take a quick peek at Patel, who was holding a dish for Diya and smiling warmly. His hands were steady, and when his father said those words, he didn’t even tremble a little. He just said, “Master, that’s right. This time I came back to wait for Sharma to come back and then travel with him and officially become his divine guardian.”

Patel’s words were very calm, even with a proper amount of happiness, and the emotional expression was just right, but for some reason, Sharma always felt that his two words were emphasized by Patel, and he said that his heart was burning. However, what kind of emotion caused his heart to be like this, Sharma did not want to delve into it.

At this time, however, Dya asked curiously, “What is a divine guard?” and made Sharma’s heart tremble again.

“A divine protector? That’s a religious profession with a very high status. I’m honored to have such a promising future. Dear Deya, do you know? This… is like a knight in the West.” Patel answered Deya’s question, describing the profession in a calm and appropriate manner.

But Sharma felt even worse, because it was Patel who answered, and to him it sounded very… very ironic, but he didn’t know what he could do.

“Well, we don’t need to talk about this topic anymore. I’m just happy that the two children who grew up together, the two geniuses of my Sharma family, can still be together like this for the rest of their lives, inseparable and relying on each other. I can’t drink, but I don’t mind drinking this cup of fragrant ginger tea for this matter. My dear wife’s cooking is getting better and better. Ha ha…” Finally, it was Sharma’s father who ended this conversation, a conversation that was truly the fuse.

During the whole process, Patel remained calm and in control, but Sharma overlooked one thing: Patel and his eyes never crossed.

After three days at home, Sharma and Patel are about to set off together. Sharma doesn’t know how to describe his feelings during these three days. Patel seems to have changed, but he also seems to have not changed. He will still walk closely with him, and occasionally he will even talk about the past in a lyrical way. However, the two of them always seem to lack something in their relationship. Sharma can’t say what it is. Only when Zoya is around will their relationship be more harmonious.

In addition, Sharma sensitively discovered that Zoya and Patel always seemed to have some time alone together. Of course, this had happened before, but not as frequently as it did now.

It seems that after eight years of not going home, she has always been a little further away from her sister than her brother, who has been going home every year. Perhaps she already likes her brother more than her sister.

Sharma was a little sad, but he wasn’t jealous. He just told himself that after he finished his studies and became free, he would definitely spend more time with his only sister. She had once said that she never wanted to be separated from them.

Finally, Sharma also overlooked one point, that is, except for that night’s dinner, he never mentioned the Divine Defense again for the next three days. He instinctively felt that he should say something, but instinctively avoided it.

Sharma and Patel set off on their journey.

“Not as you might imagine. Patel was very calm and accepted the ritual of the Divine Protector without complaint or resistance. I can’t remember the details of the ritual, but I can’t forget that Patel and I were both in pain during the ritual, because it was a ritual involving the soul. The ritual would forever suppress Patel’s soul, and he became a Divine Protector who could never betray me and could only be infinitely loyal to me.” At this point, Uncle Johnny sighed.

“Soul suppression of the soul?” I frowned slightly. I can’t restore the specific principles of this kind of magic, but I can deduce it. To put it simply, it’s like planting a “bomb” in one person’s soul, and the switch is in another person’s soul.

It sounds magical, but in fact it is no different from the essence of a curse. What exactly is that bomb? It could be a powerful, destructive spiritual force lurking within, or it could be a powerful force that can completely destroy a person’s will. If a person’s will is destroyed, their soul will naturally be destroyed because it will have no support.

Patel may have released his soul and accepted this external existence, while Sharma had the power to manipulate this existence in his will.

Don’t doubt whether this kind of thing can be put into a person’s soul. Hypnosis is actually the simplest example of this in reality. It is already the will or spirit of another person intervening in oneself, but the method is more magical. It can preserve the spiritual power or will of the powerful, and it can transfer these things to a third party.

But this is very cruel. Think of the lunatics in the world whose souls have been destroyed, and you will feel that this method is cruel… I suddenly understand a little of the escape of Uncle Johnny at the time, and I can also understand a little of Patel’s situation.

“It seems you’ve thought of something, Chengyi?” Uncle Johnny looked at me deeply.

I nodded, and there was no need to hide it.

Uncle Johnny smiled wryly and said, “You are the successor of the Shan family, so of course you should think that it is cruel, right?”

I had no way of denying it.

“Yes, I also think it’s cruel. From ancient times to the present, imprisoning someone’s freedom is a very extreme punishment, not to mention that this imprisonment is for life. I admit that I can’t resist, because in my heart I still agree with the existence of the caste system. Patel also couldn’t resist, because he was just a man. Moreover, he wanted to live a noble life. He had more ambitions. That was something that happened later. Before that happened, something else happened.

After the ritual, Patel was able to stay at the temple where Sharma had trained, because he was already a loyal devotee. Even a Dalit was qualified to stay in the Indian spiritual circle and practice at the highest temple.

Here, Patel radiated a dazzling light, and even the art of communicating with the spirits of the community was only discovered in him during this period. This is a remarkable spiritual talent.

But who cares about this fact? No matter how outstanding Patel is, he is still a Dalit. He can only be and is a divine guardian, and the glorious son of God who will stand at the highest point in the future can only be Sharma.

Even Patel himself didn’t care. He was here, just silent and steady, always maintaining excellent learning, lowering everyone’s defenses, and even the most stubborn elders were willing to praise him. This is the best person in the Dalit tribe. In future reincarnations, he might become a noble Brahmin, or he might just become a Dalit in this life to accept more hardships.

It was a very remarkable compliment, and Sharma thought so. It was as if only when he heard these words did Sharma feel that he and Patel himself were getting closer.

“Not because I despised the Dalits, but the more people praised Patel, the more I felt the gap between us was closing. I thought everything would change and return to the way it was before, until I saw him and Zoya.” Uncle Jonny’s expression began to look painful.