Chapter 288 - 289: 158: Lowest-Rank Miracle Object: Omnihand (Vote for Monthly Ticket)_2



Chapter 289: Chapter 158: Lowest-Rank Miracle Object: Omnihand (Vote for Monthly Ticket)_2

Whether it was the architectural style, or every blade of grass and tree, there was a unique artistry and aesthetic appeal. It was distinctive, as if it were a painting, and the work of a grandmaster no less!

“They...”

Glarus noticed the boys and girls standing around, their Fairy Armors catching his eye.

‘A general domain could never produce such exquisite equipment.’

Glarus was pretty much certain, ‘Is this a Miracle Kingdom?’

He had been sold as a slave and had hoped to find a peaceful place to wait for death.

But who could have imagined, after wandering so far, he would again end up in a Miracle Kingdom? Fate really plays with people.

“This is too dirty.”

The members of the guard noticed the newcomers and were accustomed to the current way of life in Yatun.

It was hard to imagine that just over two months ago, they, too, looked just like that.



Instead of disdain or disgust, the people felt a sense of recognition from having been there before: “This is our Yatun, our Immortal Realm.”

They had never seen the Avalon World, but just Yatun Island alone, just this periphery that even lacked the Fairy Forest, was enough to intoxicate them.

“All of you, go bathe in family units.”

Considering the conditions of these slaves, Gonnia specially arranged numerous family suites, where one bath could accommodate three to five people.

Even if you had a family of five, there was more than enough room.

As for the lack of sufficient clothing, Gonnia thought it should be of no concern. After all, it was family, and she herself used to bathe with Bailuo all the time.

Gonnia: “Bathing with big brother Bailuo is just so comfortable.”

Bailuo: “You see? Everyone who’s tried it says good things!!”

“Um...”

However, for Yue Xi and Glarus, who were pretending to be father and daughter, the situation was rather awkward.

Although Yue Xi was young, she knew about propriety, honor, and shame, so she was extremely nervous.

Noticing this, Glarus negotiated with a family of seven, arranging for their three males to join him to make a group of four, while his ‘daughter’ would go with the women.

“This...”

The one in charge of this area was Ju Nono, who was naturally indecisive, and as her brother Yilona was not present, she said, “You, you wait a moment.”



“What?”

“This lady.”

Glarus carried a different aura from an ordinary slave, especially that gaze of his, which made Gonnia feel as if he had experienced the vicissitudes of life and shed all pretense.

“I apologize for staring at you just now; it was indeed rude of me. It’s just that you resemble someone I know, which is why I found it so peculiar.”

“Fiona.”

Gonnia didn’t need to ask if it was true or not; she simply asked Fiona to use magic to check.

“Coming up.”

Fiona discreetly gripped her Magic Wand and Gonnia told Glarus, “Now, think again about that person from earlier.”

“This is...”

Glarus surmised that the other party might be using a Miracle Power to search memories.



Though he was well-traveled, miracles varied immensely, and nobody knew them all.

“Fine.”

“Eh?”

Almost as soon as Glarus finished speaking, Fiona looked in surprise at Gonnia, who asked with puzzlement, “What’s wrong?”

“It’s really similar!”

“What?”

“That, that person just now in his mind, sister, look.”

Fiona placed her Magic Wand against her temple.

At the same time, an image appeared in Gonnia’s mind.

It was a woman with an air of scholarship about her, her demeanor was serene, holding a book and calmly reading under the shade of a tree.

Then, as if noticing someone approaching, the woman looked up, and that smile in the moment made Gonnia’s eyes redden slightly.

“You...”

Gonnia showed a surprised expression and looked at Glarus: “Who are you, and how do you know my mother?”



“So you really are Motis’ child?”

Glarus truly hadn’t expected this and even thought the world must be really small: “Where is Motis? Is she well?”