Chapter 552: Conversation by the Campfire
"Why do you think so? Is it a prophecy, or some kind of divination?"
Angel lowered his voice and asked back after hearing the declaration of "Everyone die here".
But her efforts were obviously unsuccessful. Everyone present, except for the ascetic who had been praying devoutly and suspected of believing in the kind side of the "Black Saint" of the Aurora Society and chanting the name of the "Creator" in his dreams, turned their eyes to this side.
"Because of the thickness of Groselle's Travels..."
Edwina sat by the fire like a teacher and began to teach the students:
“Before entering here, I have studied it many times. In addition to its physical properties, such as its indestructibility and inability to open unwritten pages, I also found some clues.
"It follows the time you 'entered' here, recording the experiences of the 'protagonists' one by one, starting with the Giant Guardian Groselle, then the Elf Singer Siatas, the Light Priest Snowman, the former Loen soldier and current Punishment Knight Longzel, and finally you and me."
Edwina looked at Angel, indicating that the latter was the last to enter.
"When I came in, the travelogue was only about a quarter of its thickness left. I assume you should have seen the new content about my encounter with them before you entered, right?"
"Yes, there are two pages of travelogues filled with content, describing how you escaped the clutches of the 'King of the North' Jurisian and met Groselle and his group."
Angel nodded. She had just learned the true name of the "King of the North" from Groselle.
"Two pages... about what I expected. If you didn't encounter any danger after joining, there should be one page of content. And all the pages of Groselle's Travels have the same time period, with no subsequent additions. This means..."
"It means the 'story' will soon be coming to an end."
Angel understood what the "teacher" meant and took over the conversation.
"So, if we continue our adventure for a while, or if new 'companions' join us, then even if we don't go find Jurisian, he will come find us... This is the script for our adventure story."
New companion... Angel's eyes lit up and he said:
"If new companions are needed, then perhaps we won't have to wait too long, because..."
"Because someone else is joining!"
A soft, clear, but angry voice came from the cave entrance. Angel turned his head and saw the Elf Singer Siatas entering the cave, pointing outside and saying:
“Edwina, there’s another person claiming to be your partner coming here.
"Three, all men."
An elf, a hot-tempered personality, a "singer"... Could Siatas be a Sequence 5 of the Sailor Path, the "Singer of the Sea" that Mr. Hanged Man was pursuing?
Angel thought of this first, and then realized who the three men were that the other party was talking about.
"It's German, Danitz, and Anderson. They entered the book with me, but not in the same place."
"Because this book describes the twists and turns, but it always reaches the destination in the end, and everyone will go from being scattered to gathering and finally getting to know each other."
Edwina said softly, with an unconcealable joy on her face. She didn't know whether it was because her men had risked their lives to come and help, or because she saw the hope of leaving here.
The two followed Siatas and the giant Groselle, who had stood up like a small mountain, out of the cave. They saw Anderson and Danitz, who were surrounded by fire crows for warmth but were still stamping their feet in the cold. The latter recognized Edwina at a glance and revealed an expression of ecstasy that he tried hard to suppress.
Klein stood behind the two men, trying his best to maintain an upright posture. However, from the slightly trembling facial muscles, it could be seen that he also wanted to give up his image and hug his chest and shake his legs like the others to maintain his body temperature.
"Be graceful, but not warm." Angel thought again of his first formal meeting with Klein in Tingen. The latter wore a long tuxedo and a silk hat under the scorching sun, and was sweating profusely, just like now.
Feeling her gaze, Klein also looked over, raised his eyebrows, and said nothing.
…
After a brief greeting, everyone returned to the warm cave and gathered around the campfire, except for Longzel who was relieved again and stood outside the cave.
With Viscount Mobet's enthusiastic introduction, the three new members quickly exchanged names with everyone and integrated into this inexplicably hospitable team.
Klein had clearly been aiming to interact with these "ancient figures" and extract information before entering Groselle's Travels. He quickly struck up a conversation with Mobet from the Fourth Epoch. Although Anderson had been expelled from the church school in Lenburg due to poor academic performance, his "conspirator" nature still made him subconsciously gather information. Only Danitz's gaze kept wandering between his captain, the "crazy adventurer," and the "strongest hunter," appearing pitiful and helpless.
It was not until he cast his gaze on Angel, who was also pretending to listen but was actually lost in topics such as "The Fourth Epoch Gods Walk on Earth, Not in the Starry Sky" and "The Genealogy of the Solomon Empire Nobility" that he felt a sense of resonance with the poor student and a relieved smile appeared on his face.
Why are you looking at me? Even though I didn't understand, I was actually trying hard to memorize it... Angel glanced at Danitz with disdain, then frowned as he stuffed names like the Earthly Kingdoms of the Lord of Storms and the Goddess of Night, the "Storm Abyss" of Pasu Island, and the "Deep Dark Heaven Kingdom" of the Amanda Mountains into his mind, so that he could use them when needed.
"Once I leave here, I will organize the knowledge I have learned and you can check it out at any time."
Edwina sat down next to Angel at some point and whispered.
"Thanks."
Angel gave her a friendly smile. Perhaps it was because of their similar attire, or perhaps it was because of her kind act of entering here despite the danger, but the witch-like charm she inadvertently exuded made the female pirate general lose her mind for a moment.
Since he had no worries, Angel simply started chatting with Edwina. The latter was obviously multitasking, listening to the conversation by the campfire and chatting with Angel at the same time.
"...How did you know I was missing?"
Klein, the "top student in the history department," was talking about how Solomon's noble Tudor eventually founded a new empire when Edwina suddenly asked.
"Danitz, he sent a letter to German, and then we came here. He was also the first one to volunteer to enter Groselle's Travels."
Angel picked out the key points and answered Edwina, deliberately highlighting the contribution of "Flame".
Danitz, who was listening attentively, suddenly smiled brightly, causing Anderson, who was sitting opposite him, to look over curiously.
"I see. Did you, and he, know before you came in that you would be facing a powerful dragon?" Edwina nodded, glanced at Danitz briefly, then looked away and continued.
"Of course, but I haven't actually seen it yet, so I don't know the strength of the 'King of the North'. If it's at the level of a demigod, then I'm afraid we'll have to find another way. After all, I didn't bring in the talisman that could kill a demigod."
Angel did not hide his lack of strength, lest the pirate general misjudge the difficulty of the upcoming battle.
"It definitely doesn't have High-Sequence strength, otherwise I'd be in its stomach by now," Edwina replied with a chuckle. "But its frost ability should have reached a similar level, while its other powers are missing. This is consistent with the ancient creature's method of randomly consuming Beyonder characteristics before the discovery of the 'Profaned Slate' to advance. This means madness, loss of control, and various abilities of varying strengths."
Edwina explained carefully, her face gleaming in the light of the campfire.
"But we must not underestimate Jurisian because of this. When it comes to judging the strength of extraordinary creatures, sequence isn't everything. For example, if neither we nor it had any extraordinary characteristics, it could crush everyone except Groselle with just a single kick."
Angel nodded in understanding.
This is the difference in size. The dragon's body not only allows the "King of the North" to have attack power far exceeding that of the same sequence, but also allows it to withstand more attacks without dying suddenly. This is far more terrifying than the difference in sequence.
Of course, the improvement of the sequence will bring about various strange extraordinary abilities, and the mutual cooperation of different methods can also achieve the effect of one plus one being greater than two. Otherwise, even if everyone present turned into a four-meter-tall giant, it would be very difficult to deal with a dragon.
"Also, what do you mean by 'spell'?"
After answering Angel's doubts, Edwina asked.
"I believe you've heard my nickname recently," Angel continued after receiving Edwina's affirmative answer. "'Shipbreaker' already has two and a half warships under his command. These victories are all due to a high-level spell that can even cause fatal damage to demigods. The only drawback is that it requires a direct hit... When I entered here, I had all my magical items with me, except for these."
"Advanced spell..."
Hearing this, Edwina fell into a brief contemplation.
"I think this is most likely a 'limitation' on strength..."
Just when Angel thought he wouldn't get an answer, the knowledgeable pirate general spoke.
"If 'Groselle's Travels' were a magical item that could continually add new characters and complete the 'story,' then the ending wouldn't be too boring. Groselle and his companions wouldn't encounter the 'King of the North' until they had assembled a team capable of fighting the dragon. Conversely, the dragon-slaying team couldn't be too powerful, causing the battle to become one-sided."
"So, the spell that could kill Jurisian directly has been isolated?"
Angel thought for a moment and felt that Edwina's conclusion made a lot of sense!
If I were the novelist writing Groselle's Travels, I would definitely not have the much-anticipated final battle where "King Jurisian of the North is accidentally hit by the 'Disaster' and turns into a pile of dry bones that looks like it has been there for a thousand years."
But the question is, who is this "novelist"? Is it the travelogue itself, or... someone else?
Thinking of this, Angel couldn't help but look at Groselle, the absolute protagonist of this travelogue. The latter was squinting his eyes, enjoying the warm campfire, watching several new and old companions discussing the history of the Quaternary Period, which should be the "future" for him.
At this moment, Snowman, the ascetic monk of the "Ancient Sun God", clashed with the elven singer Siatas, who believed in the "Elven King Sonyatholem", due to differences in faith. The latter drew his bow and arrow, pointing it at Snowman, and the battle was about to break out.
Fortunately, Groselle had a high prestige, and he resolved the conflict between the two with just a few words. Klein also found an opportunity to ask the ascetic, who had been silent before, about the names of the angel kings surrounding the "Ancient Sun God" before the Cataclysm.
Angel was also attracted by the brief conflict, and then heard several Angel Kings she was familiar with.
The Dark Angel Sasriel, the Angel of Fate Ouroboros, the Red Angel Medici, and the Angel of Time Amon.
as well as……
"Angel of fantasy, Adam."
Adam!
Angel was struck by lightning.
That mysterious blond man, that clear-eyed man whose every word penetrated Angel's heart, the High-Sequence Beyonder suspected to be the "Son of the Creator", the Adam who claimed that Angel's past was all false and that everything was controlled by Him.
He is actually the king of angels, the "Angel of Fantasy"!
boom--
Suddenly, the whole cave began to shake, and a violent aura came from outside the cave, as if someone had cut through all the people present with an invisible blade, making them jump up from beside the campfire as if facing a great enemy.
"It's Jurisian!"
Longzel, the "Punishment Knight" who was standing guard outside the cave, shouted.
The next second, an ice-blue flame surged in from the cave entrance, enveloping everything around the campfire.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
