latelenovela Book 6: Chapter 228
Book 6: Chapter 228
Book 6: Chapter 228
Tafel glanced down at the stone held in her hand. It was pulsing. Hey, the demon said, raising her head to look at Mary. The black-armored woman was sparring with Voleardens claw, her face hidden underneath her visor. I think Vur made it to the Wisty. Im going to open the portal.
Volearden retracted his paw, causing Mary to slash at the air and miss, the motion nearly causing her to fall off balance. Are you sure its safe? he asked. Do you know what the situation is like on the other side?
What are you so scared for? Malvina asked. Youre too afraid to leave your roost without wearing armor, and now youre too afraid to visit an unknown place even when accompanying so many strong individuals.
Ill have you know I wear my armor even inside of my home, Volearden said. Stability and safety are the most important things. As long as youre always doublechecking for mistakes, you wont fall prey to a trap.
For such a vigilant individual, you sure let yourself get drunk quite easily, Malvina said, squinting at the armored dragon while Tafels horns glowed silver.
My family was the one trapping me, Voleraden said with a shrug. There are some traps a man has to walk into.
Malvina looked around before realizing Mary was the only one free to sympathize with her. The queen of the phoenixes lowered her head to look at the armored woman. Can you believe I havent beaten this guy yet?
Hes tough, Mary said, nodding her head. I havent beaten him either.
I suppose thats why the Wisty dislikes phoenixes, Lindyss said, watching as Malvina took a seat as if she were a hen warming up a clutch of eggs. The cursed elf glanced at the fairy sitting on her shoulder. It doesnt understand her words though, right?
Probably not, Erin said. As you can see, the Wisty is really big. Unless youre really loud, it wont be able to hear you too well, and it can only really understand your tone.
Tafel blinked as she looked up at the surface of the Wisty. For the briefest of moments, she wondered what would happen if she launched a fireball at it. Would it burn and smell like roasted octopus? Would it not be hot enough to damage its skin? The demon shook away her strange thoughts and cleared her throat as she walked over to Vurs side. She raised an eyebrow and pointed at Kim Hajun. Whats happening to him?
The Wisty is eating his memories, Vur said. Stella told him things, so when the Wisty tastes his memory about it, the Wisty will know what Stella said.
Oh, Tafel said, staring at Kim Hajuns pale face and lifeless eyes. His chest was heaving up and down, so it seemed like he was breathing just fine. Will he still remember us?
Yes, Vur said. But the Wisty said itll be taking some of the special knowledge about the treasures Kim Hajun knows from his prophet powers because those are exceptionally tasty. The Wisty can pickle them and save them for later.
Tafel blinked. Memories could be pickled? What did one taste like? If it was good enough for the Wisty. She turned her head to the side and nudged Vurs arm with her elbow. Can we try some pickled memories?
Stella, Vur said, the wind carrying his voice to the fairy queen in the distance. Ask the Wisty if we can have some pickled memories.
Thanks, Tafel said, smiling at Vur. Youre the best.