164.Chapter 164 – Magic Communication Station
Chapter 164 – Magic Communication Station
By the time Heine arrived, the four skeletons were regular.
There was nothing turtle-bound or bird-nested.
Even the material after the cannibal flower was disintegrated was separated and neatly organized, unlike the mess it was in the beginning.
Arthur, on the other hand, was tearing up the remnants of the flowers around him, filling the black swamp with their corpses.
That path was the way to the beacon.
In other words, the escape route of Ashitsuki’s group was the exact opposite.
Heine first put on a relieved smile and sighed, “It’s great that you guys are okay”, then walked towards Arthur.
“Are you feeling alright? How much of the medicine is probably left?”
This wasn’t bloodlust or berserking, but Dylan’s latest concoction, “Focus Potion”.
It’s just that the focus is a little scary.
Arthur shook his head and panted like a bull.
“I could keep this up all day, too bad I don’t have a fight to hold my breath, I’ll have to fight to find out.”
Heine’s expression was embarrassed, “This one was indeed a miscalculation on our part.”
Originally, the four guys were told to go to the air to rescue them.
He had thought that with so much commotion in the frontal battlefield, the boss would at least go over to take a look.
As a result, he was still waiting there, but the boss had already changed his material.
“I can feel that there is a powerful aura over there.”
Arthur raised his hand and pointed towards the insect disaster area.
“And there’s more than one!”
“Hold your horses, there will be a way.”
Heine soothed, then walked towards Graymoon.
Catch Sheep immediately greeted him.
…
Mr. Natsu: “Damn, if only we had an eye catcher to know exactly where Heine is looking.”
Mr. Sa: “Don’t look there challenge!”
Catch the sheep: “You say hook eight, he is staring at the withered bow.”
Mr. Xia: “It’s not interesting.”
…
What are you thinking, I’m a decent man!
Heine’s gaze retracted from the withered bow and landed on Ashitsuki’s distinctive hair color.
Gray.
It was the color of death.
Combined with her gray eyebrows and calm expression, she looked as cold as the winter moon.
“Hello, Heine Heinrich, Lord George’s spell advisor.”
“Synelecce, you can just call me Gray Moon.”
Greetings over, Heine got straight to the point:
“Ivica said that you have survived until now by means of blight removal, I would like to know if this is true.”
Graymoon’s eyebrows furrowed.
“Will this determine our future?”
“That’s not so much, because I don’t believe in any ‘means’ of removing blight.”
Heine snapped her fingers, then motioned for Mr. Summer to come over.
Pulling out the blight dagger, he continued, “This dagger can do something similar enough to ‘fake it out’, so I’m guessing you’re doing it for that type of reason?”
Feeling a similar energy from the withered dagger, Ashitsuki knew that she couldn’t lie and slowly nodded.
“It’s this bow.”
She raised the Withered Bow.
It was supposed to be a nature-inspired recurve bow, with vines wrapped around the bow and grass blades and small flowers all over it.
It was a pity that the flowers had withered, the green leaves had withered, and the vines were a dry, earthy color.
“Does this bow have any say?”
Gray Moon: “Every time the bow is drawn, the power of withering attaches to the arrow, and the natural recovery of a day and night’s worth of energy will probably support about 30 arrows.
“Blight is a deprivation of life force, but ironically, it is the life force that supports the actions of blighted creatures, not the blight.
“So as soon as that part of the life force is stripped away, the blighted creature becomes a pile of dross, which is why it can ‘remove the blight’.”
“Oh? What is the origin of this bow?” Heine said with feigned curiosity.
“It was originally just an aged magic bow that was placed in the storage of the Court of Emerald Leaves to eat dust. The ‘withering’ on it was seen as an unsettling sign, and it was later given to me, who is also unsettling.”
Graymoon calmly said, “Perhaps only any learned wood elf can answer your query.”
Heine thought to herself that would not be necessary ……
…
“…… This bow was originally a normal magic bow, but Sabelia used it to make a name for herself when she was young, and in the end, I don’t know what happened, but the bow possessed the power of withering, and I’m guessing that a branch was broken off of the quirkus to make it like this.”
Chief Sa synchronized his introduction as if he were a man of few words.
AGE has a wide variety of equipment, and there’s no such thing as a one-size-fits-all “fully graduated item”. So every professional has a passion for collecting weapons.
Like a middle-aged man who collects fishing gear, tools, and even screwdrivers.
…
Sabelia again.
Heine pondered.
He suddenly points over to Arthur.
“Where does that direction lead?”
Graymoon shook his head, “The deeper you go there, the more dangerous it gets, and we’ve never been near it. But fifty years ago, before it was engulfed by the Blight Scars, it used to be a magical communication station for the Court of Emerald Leaves.”
“A magical communication station?” Heine froze, “Isn’t that something the Lion King traded? Could it be that Cuirass Court and the Veritas House have been cooperating for a long time?”
Although she had expected it, Ashitsuki was still in a bit of a trance when the term that was explicitly prohibited by the Convention of the Four Nations came out of this young human’s mouth.
It was too natural for him to say it ……
“Yes, in fact, the other countries are the same, refusing the Lion King Trade’s entry doesn’t mean completely rejecting the magic guide technology, after all, the magic network communication is too convenient.
“Under the premise of making sure that it won’t cover strategic places, we allow mages to use communication stations to set up magic nets for cross-regional communication.
“But that’s a thing of the past, the blight spread too quickly, and the communication stations in the western part of the Whispering Forest are basically occupied by the blight ……”
Hearing this, Heine suddenly froze.
He recalled when Megumi had dramatized the future in one breath.
It was clearly mentioned that the second Blight Scars outbreak was due to the reforms of the Third Queen Renee that caused the Lion King to withdraw the secret mages that maintained the boundary.
Could it be that the group of secret mages didn’t enter the forest along with the Lion King, but had been there for a long time?
Wait a moment ……
“Where are the mages’ communication stations set up?” He asked.
Graymoon froze at the question.
How was she going to answer this ……
Heine also realized that the question was inappropriate and switched to a more conspiratorial way of asking.
“Isn’t it true that where there’s blight there’s a comm station nearby? And every abandoned comm station is engulfed by blight?”
Ashitsuki giggled inwardly as well.
But then looked at him warily.
“Are you baiting me?”
“What do you mean?”
“The only place that monitors the Blight Trail needs to send the information out in the first place, so the communication station is bound to be set up near the Blight Trail……. Are you trying to get me to suspect that the Blight is related to the House of Truth?”
Oh, so it’s like this ……
Heine understood.
The other party thought he knew everything, but in reality he really didn’t know this common sense.
This woman was really vigilant.
But then, this matter became a yang conspiracy, and the other party didn’t accept that there was nothing he could do about it.
“Think what you want, but I do have animosity towards that group of mages.”
After saying that, Heine’s gaze returned to that bow.
“Now you have three choices.
“Take your people and leave along this safe passage, there is food and clean water there, and perhaps your acquaintances, but you will have to leave this bow behind.”
“That’s not possible.”
Graymoon refused decisively.
“Hold your horses and hear me out.”
Heine continued:
“Second, you can still leave and be properly placed, but you have to return with this bow.
“No matter what, the next battle needs to be able to counter the power of the Blight, and this bow must appear.
“Though I think your fighting prowess is nowhere near that of my skeletons, since you insist, I won’t force you.”
Graymoon pursed her lips, her chin lifting slightly as she looked towards Sa General.
Sa General was shouting “He has me in his heart” in excitement from the moment Heine opened her mouth for a bow.
Now that he was provoked, his screams came to an abrupt end.
He suddenly stepped forward and raised his hand with lightning speed.
A strong wind arrow that spiraled forward grazed Gray Moon’s temples and shot into the distance.
A few strands of broken hair twisted by the wind fluttered about.
A textbook maneuver.
The latter only had time to raise his bow in such a short period of time, and as for more people, they didn’t react at all.
“So – I’m not lying.”
Heine smiled, then put away her gentle expression, her eyes icy cold.
“If you don’t accept either of these two, then consider the third.
“I can take this bow from your corpse and consider this rescue a complete failure.”
(End of chapter)