Chapter 641
Chapter 641: Chapter 48: Return to the Hall of Silver and Tin Chapter 641: Chapter 48: Return to the Hall of Silver and Tin The protection of the Lord of Scalefeather was especially potent during the night.
Even as Avalon and Star Antimony waged war, Aiwass, Counselor, Grape, and Olive, a party of four, still managed to avoid both sides and safely reach the Hall of Silver and Tin under the cover of night.
However, by this time, the Hall of Silver and Tin had completely lost its original shape.
The palace, now occupied by the Flame Demons, had entirely transformed into a stronghold for the Flame Demons—the walls and floor were scorching hot, and merely entering one would feel an unbearable burning sensation and difficulty breathing; the soles of one’s boots partially melted due to the high temperature, creating a sticky sensation and a tearing sound when walking, and direct contact with the walls would instantly cause blisters.
Knights still patrolled the area, and servants roamed the court.
What they had in common was that they were all now assimilated by the flames.
The flames burned fiercely inside the knights’ armor, yet the fire didn’t char or melt it; even the servants in tattered clothing aimlessly wandered like living corpses, flames spilling out from the cracks in their skin and facial features without igniting the little clothing left on their bodies.
The only upside was that the palace had now become quiet.
There were no sudden flames bursting forth or areas getting burnt and collapsing unexpectedly.
It was as if the palace and the Flame Demons had merged, now in a state of dormancy.
“…If Master Nobel were here, it would be good.”
The Counselor couldn’t help but complain softly, “He should have acted with us…”
Grape, although unsure what the Counselor was talking about, dutifully nodded in agreement.
If that kid Lorey were here, he could distribute alchemist potions to resist the high temperatures to everyone.
The Mage’s body was too fragile; he was the only one among the four present who couldn’t withstand the high temperatures of the environment.
The burning air had reached a degree that could be lethal to an ordinary person—the walls of the Hall of Silver and Tin contained large amounts of metal, which now resembled a simmering cauldron, and if one added water, it might be enough to steam cook everything.
The hot air, from one’s mouth and nose to the trachea, and then to the lungs, made the Counselor immediately feel a very clear burning sensation.
According to the Counselor’s understanding of the human body, staying in such an environment for prolonged periods would lead to inhalational damage to the respiratory system.
The mucous membranes of the trachea and bronchi would become congested and blister, potentially causing pulmonary edema, insufficient oxygen intake, resulting in decreased blood pressure, reduced cognitive abilities, and thus a decrease in his casting abilities.
And the air also had an obvious sulfur smell—if the hot air contained sulfur components, that would further damage the mucous membranes and the lungs.
Therefore, even though there was a bishop nearby who could provide healing at any moment, the Counselor dared not let himself remain in such a dangerous state for too long.
If fighting suddenly broke out, his unclear mind would be unable to resonate with the Path of Wisdom to cast spells, and he would lose combat capabilities instantly.
Worried about attracting the patrolling Flame Demon Knights, the Counselor dared not cast powerful spells and instead held his hand in front of his mouth and nose, condensing a purification circle with water attribute mana in the palm of his hand, filtering and cooling the air through this means.
The downside was that this would continually drain mana.@@novelbin@@
Although the loss wasn’t significant, it was not sustainable for an extended duration.
“Let’s quickly search,” the Counselor said in a low, anxious voice, “If we can’t find it, we should head out.”
“Mr.
Hermes, if you can’t stand it here, you can also hide outside,”
Aiwass kindly reminded him.
The Counselor immediately shut his mouth.
Outside?
—A battle was raging out there!
The giant statue clashed with the Gryphon, Knights battled the Demon Scholar, and the dead bodies rose once again as Undead.
That he could approach unnoticed was fortunate enough; he certainly did not want to get closer and find out whether they could see through his invisibility.
Even if he wasn’t detected, a sweep from the giant statue would be more than he could handle!
Thought is fire; it requires information as fuel.
Even the most intelligent people cannot analyze something out of nothing.
More often than not, intelligent people are so because they are sufficiently astute to acquire more information— and “astuteness” is not characteristic of the Path of Wisdom but a talent of the Path of Adaptation.
Now that the Counselor had no information at hand, he could only elevate his perspective and analyze from a higher level— that is, from a perspective outside of the promotion ritual.
Based on the Counselor’s experience, the rituals designed by the Pillar Gods did not seem as random and untraceable as reality.
The essence of promotion rituals is simulation, and if there are specifics about future promotion rituals, it indicates that He particularly wants to see something or convey a secret; otherwise, there would be no need to be so thoughtful…
Any random slice of history could be used for promotion as well.
By analyzing from this angle, at least some speculation could be made.
That is to assume “the design and arrangements of the Lord of Scalefeather all have significance” and then infer what kind of plot He would set up.
Although time had skipped by two days, the promotion ritual certainly had internal logic, which could push them forward even without any clues.
Furthermore, the promotion ritual definitely has a main storyline, which is the plot that the Pillar God who designed this dreamland wants to watch.
It’s like how a reporter always focuses the lens on a certain person during an interview.
Now that only six people remained, half of them were on his side.
That indicated that escorting the princess to the Holy Nation was only half of the mission; the other part of the mission involved finding “Aiwass.”
As long as Aiwass was indeed an indigenous person from the promotion ritual, everything became clear: since Aiwass was the only indigenous person among this group, it meant that the current “storyline spotlight” must undoubtedly be on him.
By simply following Aiwass, they’d only encounter expected trials and dangers.
They might be tough and could even pose life-threatening risks, but they would certainly be solvable and not result in death from some random inexplicable incident.
However, straying from him could easily lead to death in some unknown corner.
—So, even if he had to impose, the Counselor did not want to leave.
Even if it meant being shamelessly persistent, he must follow Aiwass, at least to avoid exposure.
This way, he could at least survive until the final battle…
and then rely on his abilities.
The premise was that Aiwass was an indigenous person and not an ascender.
Otherwise, all his inferences would be wrong.
For this reason, after being reminded by Grape of the possibility that “Aiwass and Isabel might have seen through his feigned sleep and were putting on an act,” he harbored a faint suspicion.
But now he thought about it again; whether Aiwass and Isabel were putting on an act didn’t really matter as to whether they were ascenders.
Even if they were ascenders, from where would they have obtained the information about the “Shadow of Avalon”?
The final part of Grape’s personal mission was to “assist in completing a ritual to end the invasion by Star Antimony,” and this information matched up with that of the “Shadow of Avalon.”
So, maintaining his silence, he followed Aiwass back into the queen’s bedroom they’d left before.
The room was almost completely destroyed by now— it was the chamber where the Flame Demon incubated, and also where General Karl had given his life in his last fight.
Fortunately, the Flame Demon itself was not there…
but Aiwass’s unguarded actions still made the Counselor’s heart pound in fear.
This time, Aiwass searched carefully and confirmed that the dagger was indeed not there.
“Could it have been destroyed during the fight?”
Olive proposed a possibility.
Aiwass shook his head: “Impossible, the Flame Demon doesn’t have the strength to destroy a Sacred Weapon…
if it were that easy to destroy, there would be no need to seal the Red-Handled Sword.”
“I want to use prayer to search for it, which might disturb the Flame Demon, but it’s hard to say…”
Aiwass warned, “Prepare for battle.”
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