Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 519: Chapter 519: Furnace (24)_1 Chapter 519: Chapter 519: Furnace (24)_1 So, it’s related to that person too?

Fu Qian’s mind conjured up Medea’s face, and he felt an increasingly strange coincidence.

Of course, even if it was the same person, it wouldn’t be too unreasonable a development.

After all, Edlar also appeared in this world under the guise of a student and seemed to have been here for quite some time, carefully carrying out his tasks.

Given Medea’s philanthropy, it wasn’t surprising that they got entangled somehow.

This trip seemed very fruitful, and yet it seemed to be of no practical use!

Fu Qian closed his notebook and rubbed his temples.

The content left by Edlar confirmed the guesses he had harbored for a long time—a significant revelation indeed.

However, at the same time, it was clear that this person had not found a way to extricate himself and, to some extent, had not progressed further than Fu Qian himself.

It seemed nothing more than a misguided demonstration.

One thing became certain: following the tasks as prescribed led nowhere.

The feeling of being trapped in an iron barrel was apt, this place seemingly designed solely for entrapment, deserving of its name—Furnace.

Considering the anomaly at the start of the task, it was obvious there was a problem with 1-005.

It wasn’t merely a hiccup; it was meant to deliver oneself here for cremation.

Brother Edlar was the same.

Shaking his head, Fu Qian immediately turned around, opened the door, and walked out.

If no path to life could be seen, then it was time to examine the path of death taken by his predecessor.

Learn from history and go meet Medea, the person involved.

…

Ding-dong!

Standing in the small courtyard, Fu Qian rang the doorbell and patiently waited.

Although he had not escorted Medea home last night, she lived in a detached house, and combining the actions of Chief Stan and his men made her location quite easy to ascertain.

The reason he came here instead of the school was that, in Fu Qian’s judgment, following yesterday’s events, Medea’s mental state probably wasn’t strong enough to be that dedicated to her work.

“Who is it?”

His judgment proved correct when, after the third ring of the doorbell, a response finally came from inside.

Medea’s voice was noticeably hoarse after a night had passed.

“Columnar socializing.”

Fu Qian answered casually and immediately, there was silence inside.

“Fu Qian, why have you come?”

After patiently waiting a few minutes, the door finally opened from inside, revealing Medea’s pale and haggard face.

“I didn’t escort you home yesterday, and I was worried you couldn’t find the place.”

Fu Qian continued to spout nonsense and made a gesture.

“Won’t you invite me in to sit?”

“… How could I not? Please, come in.”

Medea looked somewhat astonished but quickly recovered and invited Fu Qian into the house.

While she couldn’t understand Fu Qian’s actions from yesterday, in any case, the student before her indeed was her lifesaver, and she wasn’t so confused to miss that fact.

“You don’t seem to be in good shape?”

Fu Qian didn’t mince words and walked right past Medea into the house.

The interior was still lavishly furnished but looked somewhat disordered at first glance.

“I’m okay.”

Medea subconsciously touched her neck where a blue and white striped scarf was tied.

The next moment she shook her head, untied the scarf, and revealed the purple-black bruise on her snow-white neck.

It was evident that Daniel had been quite brutal yesterday.

Touching the alarming marks on her neck, Medea showed a bitter smile.

“I look a bit disheveled, so I took the day off and didn’t go to school.”

As Fu Qian surveyed the room, she felt somewhat embarrassed, moved forward to tidy up the cluttered seats, and invited him to sit down.

“Sorry for the mess.”

“I hadn’t been home long last night when the police suddenly came over to question me—”

Before Fu Qian could say anything, Medea continued speaking, and then, as if just realizing, she abruptly raised her head to look at Fu Qian.

“They were asking where you had gone… Did something happen?”

“Chief Stan, right? I’m aware of it,” Fu Qian replied nonchalantly, suddenly alert.

“He had urgent business with me; I’ve already met with him.”

Urgent business with you?

Medea was clearly skeptical of Fu Qian’s explanation.

For her, it was hard to imagine why the local chief of police would need to see a student for urgent matters.

However, remembering the events from last night at the school, she could sense that this student was out of the ordinary.

So, for the moment, she refrained from questioning him directly, instead muttering to herself.

“I see… At first, I thought they came because of the incident at the school. It was so tense, I was afraid they’d notice something abnormal.”

“Fortunately, they didn’t pry too much, just asked a few questions then hurried off.”

“Did you let me get off early because you knew they were coming?”

As she spoke, it seemed as if Medea’s brain started to turn, and her eyes lit up while looking at Fu Qian.

“Yes, last night wasn’t convenient,” Fu Qian replied, not bothering to hide the truth.

“…Chief Stan asked me some questions, but besides you driving me and then leaving, I didn’t say anything else,” Medea nodded, then emphasized after a thought.

“You don’t need to worry.”

“Thank you. I’ve already reached a full understanding with him, so you don’t need to worry either,” Fu Qian responded, smiling knowingly.

“I thought that was why you came.”

Seeing that Fu Qian’s tone did not seem fake, Medea’s expression relaxed slightly, only to be replaced by a look of confusion.

She obviously couldn’t figure out any other reason for Fu Qian to come here.

“No, I just had a few questions to ask you,” Fu Qian said, not beating around the bush now that Medea seemed more at ease.

“Edlar, does that name still ring a bell to you?”

“Edlar?”

Fu Qian’s question clearly caught Medea by surprise.

“Of course, I remember; what about him?”

“I want to know some things related to him,” Fu Qian said, disregarding Medea’s question.

“Judging by your reaction, it seems you have a deep impression of him?”

“That’s for sure,” Medea replied, biting her lip, stood up, and walked aside to pull out a stack of photos.

Fu Qian looked over and recognized the photos as the ones previously in the office.

It seemed that the scare from yesterday caused her to refrain from keeping them in their original place.

These photos were stealthily taken by Daniel yesterday, probably planning to dispose of her and then release them to steer public opinion.

Some scandalous news, and then fabricate a narrative about her eloping with someone, under moral pressure, including the school would surely want to minimize the impact and not delve too deeply.

But, later on, to provoke a rift between Fu Qian and Medea, he gave them up voluntarily.

“He was a… very dazzling young man, very bright. He always spoke and acted just right, like a breath of fresh air,” Medea said, handing over a few photos while becoming absorbed in some pleasant memories.

“That was indeed a wonderful period of time.”

“I can imagine, what happened next?”

Fu Qian looked down at the person in the photos, also tall and robust, with blond hair and blue eyes.

However, compared to Daniel, he lacked a bit of youthfulness and possessed more steadiness.

“After that… we broke up.”

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