When the plot-skips players into the game world

Chapter 786: Chapter 167 Helquinn’s Speech Chapter 786: Chapter 167 Helquinn’s Speech After reviewing the mission list, the slowing ship finally came to a stop.

Aiwass adjusted his clothing slightly—he noted that “Helquinn Dragon Flame” had an obvious sign of tree transformation on his left forearm.

It was a tree bark fissure about two centimeters wide and eight or nine centimeters long.

It looked like a scar left after a burn, not very noticeable, but rough and woody to the touch.

After cutting into it slightly with his fingernail, he observed the slit.

However, the wound didn’t bleed, nor did it hurt at all.

“…Early-stage tree transformation disease?” Aiwass murmured softly.

Helquinn had a rather fine shortsword at his waist.

It didn’t seem to be Elven Style, without any ornate gems and filigree, but rather a very simple and clean shell white.

The slender scabbard was unadorned, appearing modest and elegant.

As Aiwass drew it, its nature was revealed:

[Favna’s Dragon Tooth]

[Extraordinary Weapon (Purple)]

[One-handed sword, One-handed Weapon, (Agile Weapon)/(Throwing Weapon), Light, Tough, Sharp]

[Dragon Clan Style: Sharpness and toughness increased, maintenance cost significantly higher]

[Module-Swiftness Strike: When the other hand is empty, this weapon may be considered an agile weapon]

[Module-Lightweight Throw: When the other hand holds a weapon, this weapon may be considered a throwing weapon]

[Extraordinary Module-Dragon Flame Infusion: Pay 10-30 points of fire attribute mana to activate the blade of dragon flame, lasting 30-90 mins.

The infused state can be preserved for up to three hours when sheathed, with no reduction in duration]

Without a doubt, this was a gift Helquinn’s wife, Favna, had given him.

By the standards of purple equipment, its attributes were obviously inflated.

“Swiftness Strike” and “Lightweight Throw” weren’t actually much use.

This meant that when his other hand was empty, this weapon’s hit rate and critical strike would increase with Aiwass’s agility; also, if he was holding another weapon in the other hand, he could throw this one like a dagger without the usual throwing penalty.

As for “Dragon Flame Infusion”…

Aiwass wasn’t sure how much extra damage it would add.

But clearly, the reason this weapon reached the purple level was due to its exceptionally long enchantment time.

Usually, the enchantment duration for a purple weapon would only be a few minutes at most.

In the game, many player weapons only lasted for about ten seconds, with a bit longer ones lasting half a minute.

Even a duration of three minutes was considered “enduring enchantment.”

This weapon not only had a maximum duration of an hour and a half, but its count could also be paused for three hours when sheathed.

It was evident that this weapon was meant for prolonged combat.

It was a genuine “battlefield weapon.”

After all, Aiwass was a spellcaster.

He didn’t know swordsmanship, but it could still serve for self-defense.

“Lord Helquinn!”

Just then, Aiwass’s door was knocked on, “We’ve arrived in Avalon!”

He put the shortsword back into its scabbard and fastened it at his waist.

Then he went over and opened the door.

Before him stood a short Half-Elf.

He came up to about Aiwass’s chest, and his back was somewhat hunched, making him appear even shorter.

Aiwass was momentarily taken aback, then realized he was simply too tall.

The fellow tried to look up, eyes full of longing and excitement, “Lord Helquinn!

Are we about to start a new adventure?”

In that instant, Aiwass felt a sense of familiarity.

Upon closer examination of the chestnut-like hat on his head, Aiwass finally remembered—

This was the acrobatic-loving Undead Knight he had seen in Eagle Cape Village.

It was the one who had stood up on the ghost horse, leaned his upper body out, playing cavalier with great flourish.

[This is Albert, a Half-Elf born in the Parthian Ancient Country.]

And after Aiwass had stared at him for a long time, a steady male voice suddenly emerged in his heart.

——This was the second time.

This time, Aiwass finally caught that strange sensation.

It was not an illusion, but a clear “memory”?

As Aiwass wondered what it was, he calmly extended his hand and patted the shoulder of the small and lean Half-Elf, “Wait for me on the ship, Albert.

I’ll go down alone first to scout around.”

“As you command, my lord!”

Albert crossed his arms over his chest, bowed respectfully without raising any questions.

“I salute you, Lord Helkin!”

“Good morning, Sir Knight of the White!”

“May the Candle Master protect you, Lord Helkin.”

As Aiwass left the room, everyone he encountered on his way greeted him.

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The eldest among them was a white-haired Dwarf elder, clad in interconnected red square armor; and the youngest appeared to be a human girl of eighteen or nineteen, dressed in leather armor.

——And what they all had in common was their short stature.

Looking around, Aiwass saw that there were only about six or seven Elves nearly as tall as Helkin, and more than half of the Pureblood Elves were clearly shorter than himself.

There were none on the entire ship who were visibly taller than Helkin.

He roughly estimated that Helkin must be at least two and a half meters tall.

No wonder the sword had become a protective short sword in Helkin’s hands.

When Aiwass walked onto the deck, he saw the full breadth of the majestic ship.

The Elven ship was much larger than he had imagined; constructed of beautiful red wood, it clearly used materials from the Holy Giant Tree.

By human standards, it could even be considered a giant cruise ship.

It had at least twenty rooms, and the deck felt spacious even with over forty people standing on it.

There was even a Pegasus standing here!

It was highly unlikely to be “cargo” being transported, for it radiated an almost tangible golden glow.

This glow enveloped the entire ship, forming a protective shield around it.

Clearly, Helkin’s entourage hadn’t been able to fully utilize all the functions of the ship.

There were hardly any professional sailors here, and just getting it started was difficult.

From this perspective, the Pegasus stabilizing the ship’s body could even be said to be taking on the role of a captain.

Seeing his followers looking at him expectantly, Aiwass roughly understood——Helkin had probably already mentioned the purpose of this trip beforehand.

So he raised his hand.

Merely by doing so, everyone immediately fell silent.

“Brothers and sisters, be silent!”

Aiwass raised his voice, loud and clear, “As previously mentioned, we have arrived at Avalon…”

At that moment, Aiwass experienced a moment of trance.

His perspective suddenly began to rise——shifting from first-person to third-person, as if a deity overlooking the elegant and intricate wooden ship.

Below was Helkin, who was delivering a speech:

“If we are on the right path, the problem with the Giants must be resolved.

If we turn a blind eye to the Giants’ atrocities, then when the sinners call us into account, our only choice will be to face the shame of Silence.

“‘——Knowing well the crazed and vile nature of Giant’s Country lies ahead, why not punish them?

Is it because they are too mighty, and you dare not provoke them?

Does that not mean you too bully the weak and fear the strong?'”

“My friends, I do not wish for us to be judged so.

“I also do not wish for you to be left speechless in the face of such questioning.”