Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“What are you looking at?”
George heard Celia ask from beside him. He pointed at the palace and said,
“There’s a palace under the tree over there.”
Looking in the direction that George was pointing at, Celia’s eyes glowed pink, magnifying everything in her field of vision.
She quickly found the palace that George was talking about.
“How strange. Did I see wrongly? There doesn’t seem to be a door.”
George activated his hypervision. His eyesight became camera-like, zooming into and focusing the target in the distance
Soon, every detail of the palace was exposed to him.
“Huh, it’s true.”
Based on the architecture and design, George was certain that the side he saw was the front of the palace.
However, there were no windows or doors on the facade of the palace.
From a distance, it looked like a palace, but upon closer inspection, it looked more like a sealed box.
No, perhaps it was more appropriate to call it a coffin.
This type of architecture reminded George of the countless tombs he had learned about.
In order to help the deceased rest in peace, all entrances to the tomb would be sealed once the owner was buried.
The current situation felt very similar.
Furthermore, in this world, the funeral rituals of many races involved burying the deceased under trees, allowing the trees to absorb nutrients from the corpses.
As if realizing something, George suddenly turned to look at Celia. Meeting Celia’s curious gaze, he asked out of concern,
“Are you okay?”
Celia tilted her head as if wondering why George said that.
“I’m fine. I came back to my senses before you did. What could have happened to me?”
George was surprised.
“How impressive! How did you do it?”
“Hehe.” Celia smiled but did not tell George the reason.
Looking at Celia’s Reticence, George came to an understanding.
“From the looks of it, now’s not the right time to talk about it huh.”
George trusted Celia and believed that she must have a reason for not telling him.
Thus, he did not push her into explaining anything to him.
“I understand. I’ll leave it be for now. Let’s go.”
“Alright.” Celia smiled sweetly in response and took the initiative to wrap her arms around George, so he could carry her towards the palace.
At the same time, in the grand hall inside the palace, Bremont observed George and Celia through the view portal as they returned to normal.
His voice echoed in the hall.
“Who knew that even I would misjudge people sometimes.”
His attention was not on George when he said this. Instead, he was focused on Celia, who was standing beside George.
George breaking out of the memory was still within Bremont’s expectations.
But for Celia to not lose herself in the memories of the battlefield, and to break free even faster than George did. That surprised Bremont somewhat.
Scarlet light flickered in the sunken eye sockets. And within the light was the vague reflection of Celia’s figure.
He had initially assumed that she was just an ordinary human girl, but who knew she had such a well-hidden secret to her?
A long-forgotten desire for knowledge arose within Bremont.
He became curious as to what was so special about Celia that allowed her to get away safely.
While he pondered away, George and Celia had arrived at the palace entrance.
Almost at the same time, the dragon egg that had stayed silent suddenly became restless.
It was as if it had sensed George’s approach.
Noticing the dragon egg’s movements, Bremont gently raised a finger.
“Go!”
The next moment, the dragon egg disappeared from the hall.
On the other side, George was studying the coffin-like palace when he suddenly felt a familiar presence enter his range of perception.
It was very sudden, as if it had suddenly appeared.
The dragon egg flew around George once before transforming into a streak of white light and charged toward the treetop.
The entire process was so fast that George didn’t even have time to greet it.
“That little rascal.”
George looked helplessly at the dragon egg in the sky, but he couldn’t help but smile.
“Is it okay to let it go?”
“It’s fine, let it be.”
George wasn’t very pleased with the dragon egg’s reckless behavior.
But just now, when the dragon egg appeared, George could clearly feel how happy the dragon egg was to see him.
Just like that, all the displeasure George felt disappeared in an instant. .
Thereafter, he felt its excitement through their connection and understood what the soon-to-be hatchling was thinking.
The reason why it had acted on its own was so that it could hatch faster and finally meet George.
Given this reasoning, George couldn’t stay mad at the dragon egg even if he wanted to.
George said to Celia with an slight air of fondness and relief,
“Let us go up too. Maybe the Fruit of Gifts is up there.”
“Fruit of Gifts, I haven’t heard that name in a long time,”
A sweet voice suddenly said. But George moved to carry Celia and continue their ascent as if he hadn’t heard the voice..
Celia too retained a neutral expression. However, George seemed to sense something and looked at her questioningly.
The latter immediately relaxed and smiled at George.
“Don’t worry, your little boyfriend can’t hear me.”
The owner of the voice seemed to have noticed Celia’s reaction and reassured her in a teasing tone.
Despite finding the situation amusing, the owner of the voice continued to explained,
“The communication between us happens through our consciousness. So only the two of us can hear it.
“So no matter how strong your boyfriend’s perception abilities are, there’s no way he can sense me, who resides inside your mind. ”
Celia looked at George and heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that he did not know about the voice.
Placing her head on George’s shoulder, Celia couldn’t help but recall the scene from the battlefield.
Like George, Celia had no idea why she ended up participating in battle.
However, unlike George, Celia’s battles were close-calls after close-calls.
Had she lost focus even for a second, she might not have made it back.
As most of the magic she had mastered were low-level spells, she was severely lacking in destructive power.
Despite such circumstances, she was still able to defeat enemies one after another by relying on her mastery of magic, and her understanding of the battlefield and her opponent’s psychological state .
Such outstanding performance attracted the attention of a wandering spirit on the battlefield.
And that spirit was Dionmya, the self-proclaimed ‘greatest and most beautiful Goddess of Magic in all of history’.
Celia was very grateful to Dionmya for saving her. It was thanks to Dionmya that she could continue to stay by George’s side.
However, after establishing a contract with her, Celia also came to understand that the spirit’s existence was a huge nuisance.
While Celia was thinking about her future plans, Dionmya spoke again.
“So your goal is the Fruit of Gifts. If that’s the case, there’s no hope for you guys..”