Chapter 211 Talent Geek

Chapter 211 Talent Geek

"Helena protected me for a couple of days, but she also made it clear to me that I couldn't continue to stay under her shelter. The moment Afkon was sure that I'm with her, he'd stomp to her place, and she could not win him in a fight; she could never."

Raven breathed.

"During my short stay with Helena was when I saw it... a map of the entire continent of Stelia."

Northern narrowed his eyes.

"What we are going to steal is a map? All that life-endangering situation we would be putting ourselves in, and it's just a map?"

Raven gave him a prolonged, cold gaze, then she responded:

"It's not just a map. It's a map of the entire continent of Stelia. Having that map means we know exactly where we are going. Haven't you thought about how exactly you are going to make your way out of this continent?"

"Oh..." Northern's mouth froze for a moment, "...that's true." He muttered in shame.

After a few seconds, he then said, with a strained voice,

"But still, fighting a Sage because of a map...?" He contorted his mouth like he was biting on something bitter.

The thought of what they were going to do tasted very bitter in his mouth.

He felt like the prize was too little for such extreme actions.

"Who said we'll be fighting? Do you intend to fight a Sage? Can you guarantee going out of it alive?" Her words reached him like the sharp edge of a knife.

Northern's brows stayed furrowed for a couple of seconds before he retorted,

"How exactly are we supposed to steal from a sage without considering the thought of fighting them?"

Raven chuckled lightly; the chuckle was more of a mockery, and it irked Northern because what had he said that was funny?

Oblivious to whatever was going through his mind, Raven slowly sat on the ground and folded her legs.

"Well, if worse comes to worst, I will do the fighting. It is always kind of rough for one to know the difference in power levels when they are just a drifter. The moment you become a Master, you'll be able to comprehend things on a whole other level."

A small smile left her face.

Two.

Her expression as she spoke about talent was unusual, confusing, and made Northern shiver with goosebumps.

Her face was glowing with beautiful sparkles of excitement; she wasn't smiling or particularly giving any emotion.

But in her voice, in her hand gestures, Northern could tell and feel the excitement she was speaking with.

'Ah... this one is a talent nerd, I guess.'

Having enough of all the talk, Northern sighed.

Immediately, she regained herself and slightly opened her mouth.

"I'm sorry, I diverted."

Northern nodded tiredly.

"Yes, you did... but it's okay. You just really love talking about talents."

Raven closed her eyes peacefully for a second and said as she opened them,

"Yes, I grew up surrounded by people with amazing talents and a frightening potential and passion for growth. I think I must have just grown into being this kind of person."

She looked at Northern...

"What about you?" ...and asked.

The white-haired boy looked away with a crumpled face.

"I'm not sure we are close enough for me to share the circumstances of my childhood growth..."

The air between the two of them was silent and awkward for a bit. Then Raven's voice slickly cut through.

"Uhm... okay, the point I was trying to make was, if I play my cards right, it's possible to defeat Sage Gilbert. But Helena is different; her talent is unfair to her opponents... all I'll be doing is holding her back a little until you get the job done."

"Uh, I see...wait, what?!"