Chapter 787: Cap 785:A Letter Arrives From The Morror Continent
After I summoned Nix, she entered my shadow, so we went out to get some information, I asked the Lizardmen I found at the reception where the Adventurers Guild and the city gate were.
When I left I started walking around the city, I was trying to think of a way to find the Dark Elves that are in this city, but I don't know where to go.
"I'm an idiot, how did I forget this?" (I)
"(Nix, go get Margareth for me, please use the Spirits Gate)" (I)
"(Yes.)" (Nix)
I mentally ask Nix to go get Margareth, she must know how to find the Dark Elves.
"(Is it over yet?)" (I)
"(Yes, I already got rid of them.)" (Orion)
"(Did you find anything?)" (I)
"(I didn't understand what they were talking about, but their murderous intent was unmistakable.)" (Orion)Vissit novelbin(.)c.om for updates
"(Devoured the bodies?)" (I)
"(Yes, I'm also coming back.)" (Orion)
Soon a little puppy comes running up to me from an alley and jumps on my shoulder, I keep walking.
"Where can I call her?" (I)
I keep looking through several alleys, but there's always something going on in these alleys, besides all these alleys smell of blood.
After searching for a while, I happened upon an alley between two stores, I was following a prostitute who was trying to use some kind of magic or charm technique on me.
I followed her down an empty alley thinking she was going to try to rob me, but contrary to what I expected, she started to take her clothes off, so I hit her in the back of the head and she fell unconscious.
"That was unexpected." (Orion)
"Yeah, I was sure she was going to try to rob me, I was going to kill her right now and use this alley, but it looks like she saved herself." (I)
Soon Margareth, Freya, and Kira appear wearing masks, Margareth was wearing a red mask with nothing but the holes for the eyes while Kira wore her mask inherited from her mother and Freya wore a black metal mask with green details that resemble a tree.
"I brought the three of them since Freya and Kira wanted to come too." (Nix)
"Alright, we won't be the only ones wearing masks anyway." (I)
To my surprise I noticed some people wearing masks, some were Adventurers, by the way, they were dressed and others I don't know, but I noticed that no one paid special attention to them just because they were wearing masks, so it doesn't matter.
"If we're going to find Elves, I thought it might be useful." (Freya)
"I understand, the Arima Kingdom cannot know about you." (Margareth)
"Yeah, so I have to do some acting, but no one expects me to actually do anything to you, everyone knows people around you are scary, which brings us to your current friends."
"Let me introduce myself, this is the Adventurer's Guild Master of this town and link to the Bone Desert village, sir Randel." (Margareth)
"Nice to meet you." (Randel)
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Pov Uryma (Grey Elf King):
I was holding a letter in my hands, I didn't expect to receive a letter from the Morror Continent after so long.
But the contents of that letter can be troublesome, it can awaken a good man's dead heart or drive him mad.
Sigh
"Should I give this to him?" (I)
"Of course he is, he's already close to the truth anyway, they have a right to know." (Ury)
"He is much stronger than he thinks, this letter will ease his pain, so stop fearing something that won't happen again." (Ury)
"A lot of people died at the time." (I)
"People who deserved it, we know it was for the best, you're just too indecisive." (Ury)
"You're right as always." (I)
"Call Klaus here!" (I)
"Yes, at your orders sir."
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Some minutes later.
A Gray Elf with golden eyes as sharp as an Assassin's blade appears in front of me, his white hair cropped short, slender, well-trained physique, and scars that tell a cruel tale of the past.
"Called me, King Uryma." (Klaus)
"A letter has arrived for you from the Morror Continent, here." (I)
"Morror Continent..." (Klaus)
As soon as he hears the name of that continent his eyes become sad and unfocused, he must be thinking about her again, he takes the letter but doesn't open it right away, I can see the hesitation on his face.
I can imagine how much this letter can be a reason for hope and fear for him, but the decision to open this letter or not must come from him and only him.