53. Chapter 53: The Little People
Chapter 53 The Little People
Heine detached herself from her divinity and took the initiative to go around in front of the four.
They still didn’t say a word.
Megumi was even, the only thing that could make these three not say a word was to have slept through it.
Luckily, he didn’t bring Wei Dian Kite with him on this trip out, otherwise he would have to guess if the other party was pretending to be asleep.
He used his senses to get close to the flying silver streams of light, and heard the Yuanlings swishing past.
“Hurry! Quick! Hurry!”
It’s like marching in a hurry.
“What are you doing?” He asked.
He felt like he was standing at the edge of a turbulent crowd, pulling a genin with him.
“Feeding the fish!”
The other replied hastily, then burrowed into the speeding line.
Sure enough, it was recovering.
They don’t even have time to call him a fool.
“That means they still essentially have to rest, I just didn’t grasp the method before ……”
Heine couldn’t help but slap his forehead with a pang of fear.
Almost boiling two thighs to death, Mr. Summer and Catch the Goat were both transparently tired.
This can’t be seen from the outside with a tiny bit of abnormality ah ……
Don’t they have any feelings themselves?
Surely there won’t be a true sense of perpetual motion.
Even if there is enough energy, the brain needs to rest.
Luckily, it was discovered early.
“What happens if you don’t feed?” He asked again.
The question was obviously superlative, and the genin didn’t answer.
There was no work to be done in the fishpond, and stopping here took very little mental energy, so Heine observed for a while longer before leaving.
But as he retreated, he saw a bizarre scene.
Holy Light and Shadow.
Two masses of light enveloped Sheep Catch and Teacher Xia respectively.
This scene perfectly echoed the differently colored soul fires in the white world.
But it was distinctly different from the previous absorption of the two.
The fluctuations in their bodies made Heine feel unusually familiar.
There was a warmth and a depth to his senses as they approached the two men, respectively.
However, it was not as overbearing as it had been in the mines, nor was it as corrosive as the Shadow Energy.
It was as if there was a layer wrapped around the outside.
But when he tried to seep into his senses, he couldn’t really see it like through frosted glass.
But the answer was there.
“Familiar because that’s how Naga dominates energy by genjutsu too, but not as advanced as this.
“He’s all but enslaved then, whereas right now it’s just a mild drive.
“It doesn’t look like there’s enough meta-spirit affinity yet, or else we’d be able to parse this method.”
Without realizing it, Heine understood the profession of “psychic” more and more.
The three skeletons stood silently, while “Naga” sat cross-legged.
His mind was quiet, and he was still a bit uncomfortable.
After a while, Naga was the first to wake up.
Megumi had been summoned only yesterday, so she had consumed the least amount of energy, and looked like she had slept until she woke up naturally.
“Master.”
“Naga” rose respectfully.
“What did you just experience?” He asked.
After a little thought, Megumi replied, “First I heard the voices of small children, very loud, but I don’t know what they were saying. Then it was as if I fell asleep and had a dream.”
“A dream? The undead still dream? Could it be related to the fact that you read the memories of two people in succession?”
“It’s not George and Naga, it’s another person’s strange dreams.”
“What did you dream?”
It was a fragmentary dream that had been pretty much forgotten upon waking.
However, Megumi suddenly remembered the “persona” that Catch the Goat had repeatedly mentioned, and her heart fluttered.
“I dreamed that I was in a library where there were many books.
“Lots of people in sky-blue robes, scrolls that flew, candles that talked.
“As well, an administrator standing in a huge picture frame maintaining order, who called himself Sebitiga.
“Naga’s memories also include such a place, which is called the Library of Truth and is located in the very center of the House of Veritas, but he has no access to it.
“I’m not sure if I’m under his influence, but what he remembers doesn’t have so many details.”
It looked like that was her persona.
Heine thought to herself.
He first showed a faint wistfulness, then joked, “I thought it was the reading of two successive lives that made you such a gentle person, but I didn’t realize that your past was more honorable than Naga’s, and that I had summoned another great person.”
Megumi shook her head in defeat, “But I don’t remember.”
The action was eerie when placed on Naga.
Heine comforted, “It’s fine, you guys are different from normal undead, you don’t have those violent and negative emotions. Now that you have a direction you can slowly recall the past, which is what happened to the three of them.
“By the way, can you recall your name? As well as gender, or what should I call you?”
“I’ve forgotten all of them, you can grant me a name as well.”
“That is not necessary; I am not in that habit.”
Heine shook her head.
“Names aren’t just pronouns, they also carry personalities and memories …… But that’s okay, you’ve only been summoned for a day, sooner or later you’ll remember, remember to tell me then.
“By the way, Naga came to the Lord’s House this time, did he discuss with anyone in advance?”
“He met two people when he came ……”
Jones and Frey were still dryly waiting outside, but with Naga’s contempt for the two, it didn’t matter how long they were made to wait.
The only thing to keep in mind was that there were three “to-do’s” for the day – Heine, Dylan and Rowan.
It just so happens that all three are in the Lord’s Mansion.
Megumi told Heine about them, and the latter breathed a sigh of relief.
A faint smile floated on his face as he looked at the three sleeping skeletons.
“That’s good, there’s still plenty of time, let’s have a chat. I’ve talked to all of them, only that form is a bit tiring, this is the first time we’ve talked face to face like this.”
He opened the conversation briskly.
Starting from the experience in the Burial Ground, he talked about the excitement after summoning the skeletons, and then the discovery of their abnormality ……
From shock to suspicion to fear, then relief, and now some anticipation. Expect these big “big people” can recall their own past.
As a “little man” in this era, what he experienced in just half a month has exceeded the limit of acceptance.
So he needs to talk, needs to release.
Then his heart will improve, and he will grow to the next stage as his knowledge grows and his horizons widen.
That is, the mind matches the strength of the “upgrade”.
He himself does not need, but “Heine” needs such a process.
Hui-Hui, as the most emotional of the current travelers, was undoubtedly the best listener.
She wouldn’t listen and spit like those three.
That would ruin the atmosphere all together.
At the same time she was a window for her own message to the guys.
Besides, she knew too much.
The night before the Feast of Mercy, George says that he saw through Heine’s “knowledge of the Golden People’s machinations” and deliberately approached the haunted farm.
At the time, Heine remained silent.
If Hugh had known the details of that day from Catch the Goat and the others, he would have been suspicious.
So there was a patch to be made.
…
“Fate is marvelous ……”
Heine muttered as she looked at the ceiling:
“…… We were close to the farm that day, and we were only going to pick a few Blood Dissolving Grasses, but I took the map the other way around …… Ha, I only found out about this from Rowan this morning, and he thought I was doing it on purpose at the time.
“…… I thus met Jianglu, then I saved George by mistake, I then summoned Little Sa, and somehow foiled a plot …… and then today, as if fate was pushing me forward.
“That night George asked me if I had known what was in the mine for a long time, and I didn’t understand what he was talking about …… Maybe I should have been more honest.
“I should have told him it was just a coincidence, that I was a small man, not as good as he thought I was.
“I just had the honor of working with a group of powerful departed people and the only thing I did was bring them back into the world.
“I was always clear about that.
“So ……”
He looked to Megumi.
“If you ever find yourself and want to leave, by all means let me know and I’ll find a way to set you free, after all, you can talk and they can’t learn the common language yet ……
“Also, this place is always open to you.”
He pointed underneath him and described what he had seen in the spell.
“Obviously you’re going to replenish yourselves here, luckily we found it early.
“This may be the price of awakening from eternal sleep, and hopefully this brief respite will allow you to better remember the past.”
“Thank you for your kindness.”
Megumi bowed her head.
Heine smiled, put away her sentimental face, and put on a straight face:
“Well, the leisurely talk is over, now it’s the turn of business.
“Tell me about Naga the man, and the Lion King’s Trade House, the House of Veritas, and all those horrible names.
“And how the world is perceived by them high and mighty, and what exactly lies beyond the mountains of Makara.
“I’m ready to step out of my swaddling clothes and face the real world.”
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At the same time, Gitler Manor.
The increasing concentration of holy light and the overly sunny farm attracted a number of warmth-loving animals.
Especially those that had escaped from the tundra.
The jamming knots placed on the edges of the McCalla mountains couldn’t stop them from craving the warmth.
However, when Selima was carrying a three hundred pound snow fluffy beast home, she detected a hint of something strange.
The temperature was abnormally low ……
The Bone Chopper was instantly in hand.
“Soul Hunter Selima Yoder.”
A cool call rang out, followed by two silhouettes appearing on the left and right.
A man and a woman, the man covered in black armor and a helmet, the woman shrouded under a black robe and hood.
Selima threw her prey violently, and turned around and ran herself.
Blades flashed in the air, and the Snow Velvet Beast’s huge body was instantly torn apart.
A chain then shot out, solidly binding Selima.
“Don’t worry, we’re not here to capture you.”
A helpless voice rang out.
Selima turned around in a daze and looked at the woman who looked somewhat familiar.
“Shiala?”
A man beside her instantly rebuked, “How dare you! How dare you call the Servant Lord by her name!”
Shiala waved her hand, “You guys leave first.”
“Yes, Lord Servant.”
The two men each stepped back.
She stepped forward to collect the chains.
The silver chain returned to her belt, dangling in all directions and punctuating the skirt of her black robe.
Selima stared at the “Chain of Pardon” and whispered:
“There is no way a Servant can be lower than level five, you …… you shouldn’t be here.”
Shiala just smiled, “We’ve broken more than just that one rule.”
“What?”
“Come on, you’ll see when we get home.”
It was only when they got closer to the manor that Selima understood what the other woman meant.
It was only when she stepped within a hundred meters of the manor that she squarely saw a floating city floating in the air.
It didn’t look much smaller than a castle.
The obsidian shell refracted cold light in the midday sun, which spread outward for up to a hundred meters before distorting and dissipating as camouflage.
At the same time, the majestic Shadow energy contained within it was radiating outward continuously, driving away the dryness and heat from the holy light.
At this time, all four of them noticed something bizarre ……
A dark purple line of energy emerged from the floating city and drilled into a broken window.
Selima had an odd expression on her face.
If she remembered correctly, that was the corpse of Matt Gitler in there ……
No, now it was a brand new skeleton.
PS: Fixed a bug, thanks to Jojo Bud for the heads up 😀
(End of chapter)