novelraw Chapter 105
Chapter 105
Chapter 105: The Road Ahead
“Never betray?”
Sylvia repeated the other party’s words, and the Crimson Dragon nodded silently.
“Very well, your loyalty is commendable.”
The puppet girl gave a perfunctory compliment, then shifted her tone and continued leisurely:
“But do you know that your original divinity is collapsing?”
“A collapse caused by the conflict between different types of divinity that have not yet been balanced.”
The Crimson Dragon hesitated for a moment before nodding again.
“Alright, I am not in the habit of forcing others.”
“You must first understand, my divinity was something you absorbed voluntarily, not something I imposed on you.”
“Therefore, your current situation is nothing but self-inflicted and has nothing to do with me.”
“Since you are unwilling to submit, then what awaits you is only annihilation.”
As she finished speaking, the scene, including Sylvia herself, rapidly faded away.
Seeing this, the Crimson Dragon was visibly stunned.
Huh?
She left?
Left so decisively?
I am, after all, a dragon king-level dragon, and you are not even willing to try again?
It opened its mouth, but no sound came out, because everything before its eyes had already vanished completely.
And its consciousness returned to its body.
“……”
At this moment, the voice that had triggered the current tragedy resounded once more:
“What’s wrong with you?”
The giant dragon twisted its massive head, its golden pupils flashing with anger:
“Shut up, you noisy rat!”
Hmph, if I weren’t very likely to lose right now, I’d smash you to death with a single slap!
It fumed silently in its heart.
Seeing this, Buolanke merely smiled and said nothing. He slightly raised his head, gazing at the night sky beyond the open-air ruins.
A few seconds later, the Crimson Dragon’s deep and heavy voice suddenly rang out:
“You… do you know the Lord of Seven Sins?”
“Yes.”
At this moment, the Reformer set down his suitcase on the ground, leaned against the wall, and began counting the stars in the sky.
He was not surprised by the other’s question, because when he first arrived here, he had already sensed that being’s aura.
However, he seemed to be expressing his dissatisfaction with the dragon’s earlier words and did not continue.
The scene then sank into silence.
After a few seconds, the dragon’s muffled voice sounded again:
“Can you tell me in detail?”
In response, Buolanke showed a faint smile before continuing:
“Of course.”
“But regarding that so-called ‘evil god,’ the useful information I can tell you is not much. Only His honorable titles—”
“The Source of All Desires, Bearer of the Original Sin, Ever-Changing Endless Abyss.”
When he spoke the words “evil god,” his tone noticeably grew heavier.
“Abyss?”
The dragon’s voice grew more solemn:
“King of demons?”
It now suspected that that existence had seized the body of a demon king and was walking upon the earth in that form.
In ancient times, there had been precedents like this.
Only, that Outer God had eventually been slain by the Calamity Dragon whom it followed.
“No, that one is not a demon.”
Buolanke shook his head, giving only this simple answer before shifting the topic:
“Since the seal has already been destroyed by that evil god, we will not allow you to linger near the city for long.”
“So what are your plans next?”
“Heading to the New Continent to seek refuge with the Church of the Earth Mother?”
“Or perhaps… going in search of the Old Continent, to pursue the last sanctuary of the extraordinary races?”
…
Tils City, Snowhouse Inn.
After dinner, Isabella returned to her room. Looking at the head placed on the table, she revealed a thoughtful expression, and soon a trace of curiosity welled up within her.
“Your Highness, what is it with you?”
She closed the door behind her as she voiced her doubt.
“Nothing.”
“Just encountered an interesting fellow.”
Sylvia originally wanted to shake her head to match her words, but quickly realized that she could not do such a thing now, and so had to give up.
As for that dragon with “hard bones,” she intended to let it sit for now.
Its divinity’s collapse was not yet obvious. When the real problems arose, she could then exert her influence, and perhaps make it submit.
Seeing that her Highness had no intention of explaining further, Isabella obediently refrained from pressing the issue. Instead, she sat at the desk and gazed out at the still-falling snow.
Compared with when they had gotten off the train, the snowflakes descending from the sky now seemed even heavier.
“I doubt whether the train can run normally tomorrow.”
Unlike her first impression of surprise and delight, the blonde girl now held a different attitude toward this snowfall.
“Not necessarily.”
“Well… I could forcibly end this snowstorm. Want me to try?”
As Sylvia spoke, she let her hair glide through the air.
With the sound of illusory flowing water, one or two popular novels appeared among her hair.
“Better not.”
“Your current condition is not good. Doing that would place an additional burden on your recovery.”
Understanding Sylvia’s situation to a certain extent, Isabella shook her head, rejecting the suggestion.
At this, the gray-haired puppet did not insist.
The authorities she held did not include powers relating to the domain of celestial phenomena.
Therefore, if she wanted to disperse this snowstorm, she would either have to immediately use the “Ever-Changing” to fabricate a corresponding spell, or else rely on her rank and power to forcefully intervene.
But either way, it would be a burden to Sylvia now.
Because the chaotic consciousness from Silquaya had not yet completely subsided, and using the “Ever-Changing” would only stir them up further.
At present, she could not call upon the Divinity of Kingdom, and if she were to forcibly disperse the storm using her rank, the power expended would inevitably exceed her current safety limit.
In that case, the result would be nearly indistinguishable from the first method.
As the atmosphere grew a little awkward, Isabella tilted her head and deliberately sought a new topic:
“Your Highness, where do you plan to go next?”
To this, Sylvia cast her a doubtful glance before giving a simple reply:
“The Kingdom of Falrope, Antrelard Port.”
“No, what I mean is—after you help that ‘Sword of Radiance’ escape from danger, what do you intend to do?”
At that moment, Sylvia fell silent. Several seconds later, she spoke faintly:
“Just wander around this Old Continent.”
She had not spoken the truth.
What she truly sought next was a way to fully master the Divinity of Kingdom, so that it would not remain a mere ornament.
Beyond that, she had another goal—
To go beyond the heavens.
It might be dangerous, but at the very least she had to reach the world’s barrier.
There, she wanted to meet Silquaya the Faceless, her true body.
At the final moment of deification, the words shouted in Mandarin that she had heard lingered deeply in her mind.
Thus, she wished to meet this great existence formed of collective consciousness, to verify a certain suspicion of her own.
Of course, before that, she needed a measure of self-preservation.
Hmm… if the chance presented itself, devouring her own true body would not be unacceptable either.