Chapter 299 The Traverser [Part 2]
"Huh? Where am I from?" The man paused for a moment, scratching his head.
Then he said:
"Where do I start? Do you know Strenaut?"
Northern cocked his head. "Strenaut?"
He racked his brain, certain there was no such place in the Central Plains or Stelia.
The man sighed, adding in a dejected tone: Fôllôw new stories at novelhall.com
"I don't expect you to know. You're an insider."
He was using terms that only confused Northern further.
His voice trailed off again.
"But are you sure you want to be having this conversation right now? You're trying to take the boy to Sura, aren't you?"
Northern frowned. This was information they had only because of their oracle friend.
This guy knew about Sura.
'He did mention he's been here for a hundred and seventy-two nights, so he must have been doing his research.'
Many questions popped into Northern's mind, but he knew their current situation didn't allow for that.
He glanced back at the White Walkers, who were cautiously approaching them.
Looking at the stranger, Northern split himself in two. The second one, however, instead of appearing beside him, materialized where the young king lay. It immediately grabbed him and leapt back before the stranger could react.
In that same instant, a gleaming black-skinned monster—the Corpse Eater—appeared between the stranger and the clone.
The stranger turned to Northern, who wore a small smirk. He shrugged slightly, raising his hands.
"And here I was thinking we were on the same side."
Northern's lip twitched upward as he observed the White Walkers—who were also wary of the tense atmosphere—then fixed his azure eyes on the stranger.
"You see... I have a little issue with trust..." he paused, looking down briefly. "Okay, 'little' might be an understatement. But the point is, I'm not foolish enough to trust someone I just met. If you want to be on the same side, the boy stays with me."
"How distasteful..." He glanced between the second Northern, the Corpse Eater, and Northern before continuing, "...fine. But look, I've been here much longer than you have. I know where things are, and unless you know how to get to Sura, I think you need my help."
"Oh, well, I guess I don't need your help then."
crunching punch to the White Walker Northern had kicked away (now upon Northern).
"You can save the thank you for later."
Northern stared at the man and gave a displeased frown, muttering as he turned his head away.
"I already had it under control anyway."
"I've decided to aid you in your recklessness. I shall be a formidable ally to you, undoubtedly."
Northern scowled.
'What the hell is he feeling like...'
Of course, Northern was well aware that the stranger wasn't wrong in any way; he was a Sage.
One with a speed-based ability.
In fact, Northern needed him to stick around.
How else would he copy that speed talent?
The nonchalant attitude was all a front he had put on since he now had Ulzred.
The fact that he came all this way to kidnap the boy king was proof that whatever was going on in this rift, Ulzred was a core part of it.
Which was why Northern secured the boy king immediately.
Now, the strange stranger had no choice but to move with him.
And Northern... all he needed was for that speed ability to be used.
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[A/N]
This is just your humble and lame author, thanking you for your support towards me.
I appreciate the power stones, the golden tickets, the gifts! Hell, I even got a castle recently, thank you very much @ Thomas_Cyr.