Chapter 273: The Lake of Myst

Chapter 273: The Lake of Myst

Chapter 273 - The Lake of Myst

“I hate traveling on foot.” Flynn slouched his arms forward to counterbalance his backpack, his boots tiredly crunching on the pebble road. With an orange race and profession, he had been hit the hardest by the forced march.

“Meow,” Hobbes agreed, sitting on Kai's shoulders and grooming his backside. The furball freely roamed the mana zones and came to get carried once he got bored.

The shamelessness...

Kai was careful not to let his thoughts slip through their bond.

They had pushed the pace to reach Limgrell in eight days, the temperature dropped lower each night as they fared north-east. Mana zones also interfered with the seasons. The verdant woods had been painted in the orange, brown and reds of fall within a week. Evergreen pines and spruces stood out amidst the empty canopies.

“I can carry your backpack.” Rain offered, spryer than the day they left Varsea. A bundle of leaves in all shades dangled from his bag together with a hawk feather and a pinecone.

“It’s fine,” Flynn pulled on the straps of his backpack as if he could lift himself up. “We’re almost there, right?”

“Yes,” Daniel grunted, his scarred lips giving him a somber air. Since the night they got rid of their stalkers, the man had fulfilled his role as a guide with admirable zeal and cut down on his curt ways—especially if the siren was present. “We should be able to see Limgrell beyond that ridge.”

The cobbled path winded through two slopes covered in lush weeds with no plant higher than a shrub—far different from the Rustling Hills they had left behind. Kai had seen enough swarms of rattling beetles and snakes for a lifetime.

Crossing through mana zones had saved them considerable time. Daniel steered away from any mana zone higher than Orange-3, and Hallowed Intuition let them avoid any stray yellow beast.

Almost there. She’ll be fine.

It had been over two years since they last spoke, someone should have informed her he was alive, though there was no way to tell how she’d react. Was it too much to hope she’d leave Limgrell and abandon the case of the missing people?

Being on the mainland should have made her more cautious.

Close to his goal, his mind played out all kinds of unlikely scenarios.

She won’t stab me before we speak...

The sooner they reached Limgrell, the sooner he could put his mind to rest and figure out his next step. Perhaps he could open that alchemy shop or visit one of the mystical places he had read about. Traveling would be much more pleasant if they didn’t have to march at breakneck speed through the wilderness. Everything would work itself out.

Damn it. I jinxed it, didn’t I? It should still be fine... Hallowed Intuition hasn’t—

Flynn clapped both his shoulders. “Stop thinking and relax. There is no point worrying until we know the situation.”

If only it were that easy.

“Yeah... Ahi!” Kai twisted his neck to glare at Hobbes.

The cat had nibbled on his ear with too much enthusiasm. “Mrow.” Two violet eyes watched him as if that were his fault for being foolish.

You can walk by yourself if you bite me again.

“Meeew.” The demonic furball licked his paw.

Sprits, how did you get so spoiled?

Their combined efforts had got him out of his head. The road was rising on the slopes, the sky covered by puffy clouds. A chill gust ruffled his hair, smelling of heather, moss and myrtle.

Climbing over the ridge, Kai saw their destination—Limgrell. A pale wall enclosed a smattering of houses poking out of a dense mist. The town size was unknown, though further beyond crystal blue snippets of the Lake of Myst and green islets peeked out of the fog.

He would have called it picturesque if the current circumstances hadn't already tainted his impression into eerie.

“There’s your destination,” Daniel said with a labored breath, hands resting at his sides. “It should clear a little if the sun peeks through the clouds.”

“Oh,” Rain and Flynn gaped, mesmerized by the sight with almost coordinated expressions.

“Let’s go, shall we?” The seeker gestured at the winding path down with a pleased smile. “I’d very much like to have a warm meal and a real bed.”

“Not to get paid?” Kai mused.

A smirk pulled at his scarred lips covered by a dark stubble. “That too. We arrived a day earlier than promised. Are you not satisfied with my services?”

While not the most personable guide, no one could deny Daniel was competent. His knowledge of the terrain had saved them days of wandering; he spotted where to safely set up camp at a glance and recognized the markings of dangerous beasts.

“What do you mean?” Kai struggled to remain composed. He didn’t like this one bit. “Where is she?”

“Her group went to the old tower to search for Martell. He’s one of the boys who disappeared out on the farms last week.” The words came out in a rush. “Yesterday, Kea said she had found a lead and wanted to check it out. She should have been back by now... but the tower is quite a distance away. And it’s easy to lose sense of time when the mist rises. They’re probably just late.”

He clenched his fingers around the counter. Of course, his sister was still pursuing the investigation despite everyone’s warning.

Why couldn’t she stay put?

“Is this tower dangerous?” Flynn inquired.

“Uh... not really. The area is Orange-2. It’s not a problem for her team. It’s just a crumbled building that has been there since the town was founded. There have always been rumors it was the home of some ancient, but it’s probably just an old mill.”

“Didn’t she say what she went looking for?”

“Kea’s not much for words.” Belice shook her head. “Several seekers have taken the contract, but no one has found any real leads. It was why I was skeptical about the tower.”

She’ll be fine. He exhaled a sharp breath.

“Where is this place?”

“It’s a few miles further along the northern shore. But it’s easy to get lost if you’re not used to the mist. You should wait here. I’m sure she’ll be back...”

“Thank you.” Kai tuned out her speech and headed for the door. He hadn’t come here to leave things up to Fate.

Flynn and Rain caught up to him in the streets. “Wait up!”

“She could be in danger.” He slowed but didn’t stop walking.

“Yes. And you’ve no idea how to even get out of the town or find her. If people keep getting lost around here, I don’t think it’s as easy as that girl made it out to be. We should also find an inn—”

“We don’t have time for that.” Kai brushed his hand off his shoulder.

Flynn grabbed his arm to slow him. “We’ll be faster if we don’t have to carry our full backpacks. It’ll also give us time to ask around for more information. Ten minutes now to save hours later."

“I think he’s right,” Rain piled on. “Remember you told me to not act without talking it through.”

Looking between his two companions, Kai admitted defeat. “We must be quick.”

“Like lightning.” Flynn nodded. “I saw an inn on the way here. Rain, can you ask around if anyone knows about this tower?”

“Okay.” The siren smiled at a pair of women staring at them from across the street.

Twenty minutes later they stood before a different gate with an equally grouchy guard. The guard insisted on triple-checking their IDs before waving them through. “Be careful of the Mist Wraiths. Don’t follow the voices,” she warned and shut the door before they could ask what she was talking about.

“I think it’s just local folklore.” Flynn shrugged.

It was easier to run without baggage. Without anyone to spy on them, they had stored their supplies inside their spatial artifacts.

A dirt path lined with a rotting fence headed north, disappearing into the fog; the lake extended on their right, an calm mirror without a single ripple. While it was also a mana zone, only the deeper area miles offshore was actually considered dangerous.

Not eerie at all.

“Let’s go. Tell me if you spot any landmarks,” Kai said, counting on his friends' Perception and his Favor to pull him through. When the air was clear, the tower should be visible from the shore.

She’ll be fine.

When he spread Mana Observer, his vision was distorted by the mist and effectively halved. Part of it seemed due to the ambient essence, though there were other obstacles at play. He would have been eager to study the phenomenon any other time, now he just focused on the run.

Body Augmentation flowed in his veins. Kai pushed a little faster than was reasonable, eating the miles with a single-minded focus. The cold bit his lung. Enveloped by the fog, everything looked the same, silent and pale. It was Hallowed Intuition that first warned him that something had changed.

A soft whisper, building up with each stride and step.

“I... I hear... something,” Flynn said between the panting, slowing his pace to focus. “It’s... almost like...”

“There.” Rain pointed to a shadow looming tall among the mist, a faint scream echoing to their ears.