Chapter 551 Entry and Encounter
After adjusting his "Frost" ability to isolate the heavy snow several meters outside his body and block the biting cold wind, Angel rubbed his hands, crossed them in front of his chest, clasped his shoulders, reduced his body surface area, and made himself warmer.
It’s a pity that the black flame can’t keep me warm, otherwise I would be much more comfortable now... She thought a little frustratedly, and walked forward on the thick snow according to the direction she had just chosen by divination.
After smearing the blood on the cover of "Groselle's Travels", Angel's eyes blurred and she came out of the captain's cabin of the "Golden Dream" onto the ice field. There was heavy snow all around, visibility was extremely poor, and the biting cold wind and blizzard caused her body temperature to drop rapidly, almost freezing her.
Fortunately, as a witch, Angel was able to control the power of ice and frost, and use divination to find the right direction, so she did not end up freezing to death in the snow.
"No wonder he wanted to use the blood of others for divination, but I didn't... I can only divine the direction of the crowd. This should be the location of 'Groselle' and his dragon-slaying team..."
Muttering to herself, she took out the magic mirror from her thin clothes, adjusted her direction according to the divination, and continued to move forward with difficulty in the white blizzard.
At the same time, Angel, who was experienced in combat, was also sorting out her equipment and consumables. To her surprise, almost all the items, including the "Rose Necklace" and "Secret Holy Emblem" of high sequence, entered the "story" with her, which gave her the confidence to fight against the "King of the North".
Of course, whether or not she could defeat the ice dragon would depend on the specific sequence of the opponent. If it was a demigod... Based on Angel's several experiences dealing with complete or incomplete demigods, I'm afraid that even if there were several more of her, she would still have to rely on the "disaster" spell to try her luck.
"Speaking of the 'Disaster' spell..."
Angel searched every pocket and even went back to retrace his steps, but he couldn't find the two "disasters" he had already made and the talisman made with the runes he had discovered on Sorna Island. Finally, he came to a conclusion helplessly:
They were left out of Groselle's Travels.
Considering the memory of a Sequence 5 Beyonder, Angel didn't think he had forgotten to bring important talismans when changing clothes. The only possibility was that when entering the "story", the travelogue refused to allow the talismans to enter, and it didn't even treat the secret holy emblem derived from angelic power and Anne's blood in this way.
"Either the power of 'Disaster' is even greater than theirs, or the talisman has some special features that prevented Groselle's Travels from... well, probably dared not let them in..."
In the cold wind, Angel's thoughts inevitably wandered, and he soon came to a conclusion that surprised even himself.
…
After walking for half an hour, with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and almost falling into the snow-covered cave several times, Angel finally came to a huge rock. The top of the rock was covered with ice formed over the years, and there was a dark cave underneath with some firelight coming out of it.
Above the cave entrance, a warrior in black armor stood upright. His entire body armor was also covered with snowflakes. He held a black one-handed sword in his hand and stood there like a door god.
Hearing the sound of footsteps on the snow, the warrior turned his head and looked over here. Angel found that he had black hair and blue eyes, and his face had the characteristics of a Loen person. Although there was some confusion in his eyes as if he had not woken up, his majesty was evident.
It looked very much like the "Judge" or "Arbitrator" path, and the sequence wasn't low... Having read what had already been written in "Groselle's Travels," Angel immediately guessed the other party's identity—a Loen soldier following "Groselle," and also a "Punishment Knight" who gradually grew up in the story.
So, could the Punishment Knight be the Sequence 5 of the Arbiter? If it were a Sequence 4, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to stand under the pressure... Angel pondered, moving forward without any sneaking or hiding.
"Stop, who are you?"
The black-armored knight asked loudly, not only to inquire about the newcomer, but also to remind his teammates in the cave.
Sure enough, before Angel could answer, a huge figure emerged from the cave below.
I say squeezed out because this person is nearly four meters tall, his skin is frosty gray-blue, he carries a two-meter-long giant sword, and wears simple clothes made of beast fur. His mouth, nose and ears are similar to those of humans, but he has a unique vertical single eye.
His height reminded Angel of the priest of Backlund's "Harvest Church," but even if that tall Father Feysac stood here, he couldn't reach the giant's chest with his hand.
"You must be Groselle," Angel replied with a slight bow. "I have come to join your team and fight against the 'King of the North'."
The black-armored Punishment Knight didn't let down his guard despite this. His cold eyes remained fixed on Angel, but the giant Groselle smiled delightedly, opened his mouth, and chuckled softly.
"Our team is growing stronger and stronger. It seems that we can definitely defeat Jurisian this time..."
"Wait, Groselle, we haven't been able to confirm her identity yet."
The black-armored knight interrupted the giant, stepped forward, and asked:
"Are you from Loen? How long have you been here?"
The question of "enter here" surprised Angel. Before she met these characters in the book, she had thought they were just part of the "script", but judging by the tone of the black-armored knight, they seemed to know that they were characters in the book, and even...
"I just arrived not long ago. Have you already met Edwina?"
She quickly came up with a possibility and asked back.
"Look, Longzel, I told you she'll be a companion too," Groselle chuckled, interrupting his inquiries. He turned back and shouted into the cave, "Edwina, this person knows you!"
Sure enough, they should have gotten the information from Edwina, or even that they themselves were "real people" like Edwina and us who entered "Groselle's Travels"!
Angel looked towards the cave entrance and soon saw the familiar figure.
"Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina Edwards was wearing a lace-patterned shirt and dark trousers. Like Angel, she was not wearing a coat. As soon as she walked out of the cave, she shrank her neck in the cold wind, and then looked at Angel with a look of joy.
"Groselle, Longzel, she is my companion, the powerful adventurer, Angelica Thatch."
The pirate general seemed to have become familiar with the giants, and with just a few words, he made the black-armored punishment knight Longzel let down his guard, but he still looked at Angel from time to time, making the latter feel a little uncomfortable.
"Longzel is also from Loen. He entered the travelogue 165 years ago and is very concerned about Loen's current situation."
Approaching Angel, Edwina whispered.
"So, including Groselle, they all accidentally entered the book like you did? But if that's the case, then what was the name of this 'Groselle's Travels' before Groselle entered?"
Watching the giant lead the way into the cave, a beautiful woman with black hair tied into a ponytail, soft facial features and slightly pointed ears came out to take over Longzel's position. Holding a bow, she looked around vigilantly in the cold wind. Angel also followed Edwina to the warm cave entrance.
"Her name is Siatas, the Elven Singer. I think you've figured it out. She's an elf, not a half-blood. She comes from a long time ago, when the 'Lord of Storms' hadn't yet ascended to godhood..."
"Edwina, I heard you talk about that false god."
The elven singer Siatas, standing high up, looked over here with a cold gaze, her hand holding the crude hunting bow tightened, as if she was about to raise her hand and shoot an arrow at this side at any moment.
The pirate general smiled apologetically, gave Angel a look that said "you know what I mean", and went into the cave.
Angel followed him in and discovered that the naturally formed cave beneath the rock was cleverly constructed, allowing for ventilation without being swept by drafts. Inside the spacious cave, a blazing bonfire burned. Groselle took heavy but nimble steps as he sat down beside the fire. Beside him were two figures who looked almost like children compared to him.
"Hey, I hear you, Edwina. You've got a new companion." A flaxen-haired, middle-aged man wearing a comically asymmetrical coat and a black peaked hat, sitting across from the campfire, greeted them. "I'm Mobet Zoroaster, Sequence 5 of the 'Thief' Path,' Dream Thief.'"
"He came from the Solomon Empire of the Fourth Epoch and was a Viscount at the time. Also, they all took the initiative to introduce their sequences. I think this has something to do with the characteristics of the Travel Notes."
As a "tour guide", Edwina took the initiative to take over the conversation and continued.
I see. She meant for me to keep it secret... But considering that I'll likely have to fight the "King of the North" later, I should definitely report my sequence... Angel nodded in understanding and said:
"I'm Angelica Thatch, Edwina's partner, and now, of course, your partner as well... I'm a Sequence 5 of the Assassin Path, the Witch of Pain."
From Mobet's changing expression and slightly open mouth, Angel could guess what the other person was thinking.
Fortunately, this gentleman from the Fourth Epoch didn't say it out loud, but instead seamlessly changed the subject:
"So are you related to the 'Tamara' family?"
Tamara, what is that... Angel pondered for a moment before remembering this family, which also originated in the Fourth Epoch but only became widely known during the Tudor Empire. He shook his head and said,
"I don't know them."
"Maybe. After all, thousands of years have passed outside, hehe."
Mobet didn't ask any further questions, but chuckled and looked at the figure next to the last fire.
"Let me continue the introduction. He's Snowman, a devout ascetic who believes in the omniscient and omnipotent God who created everything. He rarely speaks and serves his Lord wholeheartedly, but when it comes to battle, you can trust him with your back."
The man called Snowman was a middle-aged man wearing a simple white robe, with his back to the fire and his eyes closed, praying intently. He had short hair, and his exposed arms and legs were covered with various old scars.
When Mobet introduced him, he didn't even turn his head and pretended not to hear.
"Oh, it's okay. We're used to it." Mobet laughed dryly and looked at the giant who had just sat down with his hands stretched out to the fire. "Groselle, you should have talked to him outside just now. There's also Longzel, Siatas, and Edwina, who just joined us two days ago. We learned more from her and know what we're about to face."
After hearing this, Angel cast a puzzled look at Lieutenant General Iceberg beside him. The latter leaned against the fire, warming himself and said:
"Indeed, according to my analysis, the 'story' of this world will soon come to an end. Either we all die at the hands of the 'King of the North', or we defeat him and leave together."
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