Chapter 555 – Reading Spirit Candles
Chapter 555 – Reading Spirit Candle
This settlement wasn’t big, and Saul didn’t take more than a few steps before he saw the same people he saw before he came in.
They were arranged to enter an underground passage, the chains under their feet had been undone, but their eyes were still blindfolded.
This time he saw that the last man also had a hole in the bottom of his foot.
The wound had been healed for a long time, but there was still a dark red color on the bottom of the foot, as if it had bled out not long ago.
Saul watched the men disappear into the tunnels without a sideways glance, “What are these men doing? Why did they come back from outside covered in dirt?”
Kismet still didn’t answer positively, just said, “The norm here now.”
He turned to Saul and asked him rhetorically, “Are you …… here for the rumors of quicksand termites?”
Hearing Kismet ask so lightly, Saul’s heart sank within him.
Could it be that there were many people who knew about the Quicksand Termites?
Then how else could he have secretly moved the entire ant nest back?
Wait, this came out of Kismet’s mouth ……
Saul jerked his head up and saw Kismet’s eyes squinting with laughter, ”This is actually a hoax. The ones that appeared in the Survivor’s Ancient Forest weren’t Quicksand Termites, but Bowback Termites with a very similar appearance, but completely different abilities.”
“Hoax …… hoax?” Sol stared at Kismet.
The smile on Kismet’s face gradually disappeared, pointing to his own nose and bulging his face, “…… Does saying it’s a scam mean I must have done it?”
Thinking about him helping himself in earlier, Saul finally withdrew his skeptical gaze.
But inside he was tempted to nod.
Kismet tugged at Saul, “Walk, what’s the point of standing here, there’s no quicksand termites here, but there’s quite a few other goodies.”
Other good things?
Saul thought about it and didn’t just leave.
An introduction was required to enter this settlement, so I thought that there should be relatively rare and valuable sorcery materials inside.
This was something that Gaga Drum would have a hard time collecting for him as a traveler.
It wouldn’t be bad if he could establish a purchasing channel here. It’s just that it’s a bit far away.
Sol followed Kismet through a narrow path.
There were a lot of ordinary people here, only most of them had faces like vegetables and were thin.
Occasionally, one could see sorcerer apprentices, and a handful of full-fledged sorcerers, but all of them came and went in a hurry.
Saul observed a bit and realized that many wizards and apprentices were walking in the same direction as them.
It was only because of their faster pace that one by one they were ahead of them.
Just like that, following the intermittent flow of people, Saul followed Kismet to a bungalow that didn’t look anything special on the outside.
It was only after going inside that Saul realized that the house actually extended diagonally downwards.
When entering, Kismet also presented something, apparently a pass was also needed to enter this place.
The two of them walked down dozens of steps and came to the hall covered by layers of gauze curtains.
There were many people hidden behind the curtains.
When one person crossed over them and hurriedly lifted the curtain to enter, Saul immediately felt a heat wave drilling out from the lifted gap.
It was like tongues of fire in a furnace that suddenly reached out and blazed his cheeks.
“It’s strange, and there’s something familiar about the smell.”
Kismet thought back for a moment, “You may be familiar with the smell, but it’s not the same thing at all.”
With that said, Kismet dug in first.
Saul looked at these red and purple gauze curtains in front of him, and always felt that this place didn’t look like a place for exchanging sorcery materials. “Could it be that this place isn’t ……” Saul suddenly thought of a place, he looked at the diary, and there wasn’t any warning hints, and finally lifted the gauze curtains and took the initiative to walk in.
Once inside, Saul saw a large area of white flesh.
There were wizards and ordinary people in here.
And the ordinary people, no matter male or female, were draped in a thin light veil. Between walks, the light veil would sometimes lift up, turning the covering into an unobstructed view.
They all had pretty faces and well-proportioned bodies. Possessing an appearance that ordinary people would envy when they saw them.
Kismet actually brought him here? And said it was a good place?
Uh, it couldn’t be considered a bad place though.
Still, he shouldn’t have taken it so seriously, should he?
At this moment, a beautiful young girl clad in a white light veil walked up and respectfully asked, “Please come inside, two lords, would you like to rest in the hall or go to a private room?”
Saul sized up the beauty in front of him from head to toe and then glanced from foot to head.
Kismet didn’t say anything beside him.
Saul looked back at him, “All wizarding creations?”
“Yes. They are all near the end of their lifespan and are taken to the apprentices to practice for fun.”
Hearing Kismet’s words, the young girl looked a little uneasy, but she still had a perfectly angled smile on her face.
It was as if her eyes and mouth didn’t belong to the same person at this moment.
Saul had just carefully observed a circle and had already determined that the other party was a woman whose physical age was less than thirty, but whose remaining lifespan was less than two years.
Presumably, except for those lightly trembling eyes, all of her skin in this body had been remodeled.
Saul was originally not very interested, and now he was even more moodless.
“Do you sell anything else here?”
The white-veiled maiden hurriedly replied, “Your honor is here for the first time, the General Court only sells one thing.”
She took a small cylinder from the belt behind her back. Using her middle finger and thumb, she gently pinched the lid on top of the cylinder, then raised her arm and presented the contents to Sol.
“This is our only cargo, the Spirit Reading Candle.”
Saul did not immediately take the candle from the other’s hand, but instead resumed scanning the hall.
It was then that he realized that there was such an ordinary-looking candle in front of the wizards and sorcerer apprentices throughout the hall.
Even if these people were holding a beauty in their arms, their minds were not on male love at all. They just stared blankly at the candle in front of them, taking deep breaths from time to time.
They looked mesmerized.
These sorcerers seemed to be completely unguarded as they allowed themselves to enter a state of ecstasy in such a crowded place.
Something was not right!
Saul asked Kismet with his telekinesis, “Is this the nature of the deception you were talking about?”
Kismet’s eyes showed a smirk as he also replied with his telekinesis, “Brilliant. They are raising bowback termites in the survivor’s ancient forest. This kind of termite will secrete a special kind of ant acid when it bites, leaving the bitten person paralyzed, but with an exceptionally clear mind. They will clearly feel themselves being dismembered little by little, and then give it to the queen in the deepest part of the nest to enjoy.”
“The Great Witchmont here found a way to de-poison the ant acid, then dilute it, and finally solidify it, and you get the Read Spirit Candle. By absorbing the candle’s fragrance, witches and apprentices can bring their brains to a state of extreme excitement. At this time, whether it is learning a new sorcery or deciphering obscure runes, it will be much easier than before. It can also help you briefly enhance the effects of meditation.”
Kismet swept his chin across the room, “So many of the people here are the kind of sorcerers and apprentices who are stuck at a certain stage and are slow to advance. They look to the General Court as their last hope for advancement.”
“Sure,” he shrugged again, “it’s just expensive.”
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(End of chapter)