novelraw Chapter 160: 96 Ocean Waves
Chapter 160: 96 Ocean Waves
Within the serene Natatorium during the nighttime, Reinar laid prone atop the back of the large crab Haru suspended amidst the pool water. Looking toward the outside night sky through the glass, the cloud layers outside were heavy and gloomy. Merely a single strand of moonlight threaded past the barriers, landing onto the ground Surface.
Gazing at that bright moonlight, Reinar asked in such a manner,
"Mama, will Papa... will he be able to return?"
"We ought to believe in the Lord of the Royal Family and Mr. Fisher. Believe in the guidance of Lord Ramastia..."
Although Baimu had already exerted her utmost to console her own child, the sensitive Reinar still acutely detected the uncertainty within her mother's words.
The rims of her eyes were faintly red. She stared at the pool water beneath her body watching incessantly. It was still Haru who detected the uneasiness of the little master, spitting a few bubbles to console her.
"Glug glug~"
"Thank you, Haru... I also feel they definitely are capable of succeeding."
Haru lowered its head and no longer "spoke". Yet Reinar discovered that the bubbles beneath Haru's body remained unceasing; on the contrary, they were increasingly more and increasingly urgent.
She panickedly sat her body up. In the next second, a massive pillar of water flow abruptly ascended amidst that pool water, placing Fisher, Jasmine, and Lingjiu manifesting from within onto the shore beside the pool water."Papa!"
Seeing that Lingjiu, unconscious and unable to be awakened, being delivered back, Reinar and Baimu both ran to his side excitedly.
Covering her chest, Jasmine panted unceasingly. Under the Blessing of Ramastia Magic, her body was also sluggishly transforming back into the appearance of a human.
Fisher, on the contrary, leaned against the wall edge gazing at the appearance of their family of three reuniting. While resting, he simultaneously recalled the movements Anna made when contacting her within Serpent's Head Street previously.
At that time, what did she rely on to recognize him?
He hadn't exposed his appearance out, and even deliberately lowered his voice to conceal his original voice. Yet she still distinguished that he was precisely Fisher. Could it be relying upon scent?
Since he himself was just washed by Ramastia, the ordinary scents ought to have all faded considerably. If she was still capable of relying upon this kind of scent to distinguish him, then was there a possibility that using perfume to mask it when he and Tlander went to Pink Pavilion at that time also possessed no use?
While Fisher was contemplating, the water flow by the borders of the pool water gradually transformed into the appearance of a gigantic snake constructed of swirling water flow. Lowering its head, it looked toward Jasmine atop the shore.
"..."
That water flow swirled lowly. Jasmine concurrently raised her head to look toward Ramastia as well. Fisher clearly hadn't heard anything, yet Jasmine pursed her lips, nodding her head from time to time. Baimu and the others by the side also possessed visages of utter blankness—evidently unable to hear anything whatsoever.
Only Whale-kin were capable of hearing the voice of Ramastia. Other living beings were merely capable of determining Its thoughts through the bubbles bubbling out when it manifested.
A good while having passed, Jasmine revealed a somewhat saddened expression. Subsequently, lowering her head, she performed a devout prayer gesture. After bowing slightly toward that water flow, she stated,
"I understand, Lord Ramastia. During this period of time, I will properly take care of myself..."
Hearing this, that Hydrus marginally stood its body up and nodded its head. Subsequently, that head tilted slightly looking toward Fisher sitting by the side. It clearly lacked facial features, yet amidst that water flow, there seemingly existed the visages of myriad living beings, appearing entirely as if thousands upon ten thousands of eyes were concurrently looking toward himself, causing the fine hairs on Fisher's body to faintly stand up.
The meaning of Its movements was unclear. Lacking any sort of offensiveness, it contrarily possessed a sort of unspeakable and indescribable significance harbored within.
Fisher hadn't read its meaning. At any rate, in the next instant, It then transformed into ordinary water flow vanishing from Its original spot.
Jasmine, on the contrary, pouted her lips. Afterwards, standing her body up to look towards Fisher. It was merely that the gaze was excessively pitiable, an appearance of having become heartbroken,
"...What did It say?"
Fisher smiled faintly, inquiring like so.
Jasmine wiped the smudges remaining atop her own face because of the battle just now. Walking to the borders of the pool water, using water to rinse it for a bit afterwards, she stated,
"...It will be the Fullness Period very soon. Lord Ramastia will temporarily depart for a period of time. Afterward, we will then be unable to call upon It at any time... Just now It told me to take proper care of myself..."
"What is the 'Fullness Period'?"
"Ah, it's roughly... a ritual our Whale-kin hold every separated period of time. During the Fullness Period, the entirety of Whale-people within the sea must enter into the depths of the Ocean Trench, going before the Divine Temple of Lord Ramastia. When I was small, I also went once. It was also precisely at that time that I saw the Divine Temple of Lord Ramastia."
"However, I also don't know what everyone is doing during the Fullness Period. My mother might know, but she never speaks with me. At any rate, every time reaching the Fullness Period, Lord Ramastia absolutely won't come out from Its main body over there to see us. We also cannot hear Its voice. A very long period of time must pass before It will return."
With Jasmine saying this, Fisher suspected even more that those Whale-kin residing within the Ocean Trench absolutely harbored some objective. The matters they were doing ought to be uniform with Ramastia's; otherwise It wouldn't be this amicable toward Jasmine and her mother.
"So it turns out it's like this."
Fisher didn't inquire much, merely first roughly memorizing the intelligence obtained. Waiting until obtaining even more clues afterward before proceeding to delve into the specific reasons harbored within. Right now he still faced a massive pile of matters unhandled.
After Jasmine wiped her face, she turned her head to look toward Baimu and Reinar. Opening her mouth, she stated,
"You guys can no longer dally upon the shore. Since people have already discovered your traces, continuing to stay any further is very dangerous. You guys have already delivered many things for me. The missions hereafter, let them be independently completed by me alone."
Baimu sighed a breath, also lacking to act brave. After all, her husband was right now still toppling within her own embrace covered in injuries entirely. Remaining here, they were also unable to assist with any matters. Therefore, she nodded her head decisively, stating,
"I understand. Tonight we will set out to return into the sea... Lord Jasmine, you absolutely must be careful..."
Afterwards, she looked toward Fisher anew. Bowing profoundly for a salute, she stated,
"Truly thankful for your assistance towards us. We will entirely leave these gold and ornaments behind to be given to you as compensation. Please do not refuse. After all we indeed also truly lack anything capable of rewarding you with."
"Yes, ah, yes, ah."
Baimu and Reinar left the large bag bound upon Haru's body by the borders of the pool water. Fisher cast a glance at that sack packed bulgingly atop the shore. Also not declining, he merely nodded his head indicating agreement.
Taking advantage of Ramastia right now still being able to respond to prayers, they directly rode Ramastia's "express train" returning back into the sea.
Prior to departing, Baimu completely took out all the items Jasmine's aunt Muxi mailed to the sea bottom, giving them to Jasmine. Fisher also walked by her side. He discovered there were various sorts of specialty products of humans aside from letters inside. A good several kinds Fisher recognized; a good several kinds Fisher conversely did not recognize.
"Goodbye, Fisher, Lord Jasmine!"
"Goodbye!"
Listening to Reinar's crisp and clear child's voice, Jasmine pinched those items. Waving her hands toward Baimu and the others situated in the pool water. Waiting until the water flow supported them vanishing from original spot, only then did Jasmine lower the raised hand.
Within the Natatorium it settled into serenity. Merely solely Jasmine and Fisher two people remained. Looking back somewhat embarrassedly, she smiled toward Fisher,
"Sorry, Teacher Fisher... for troubling you."
"No, it's nothing."
But Fisher paid no heed to her words. Contrarily staring at the items left behind by Muxi within her hands looking unceasing. Passed one second, he abruptly extended his hand pinching a small iron box among the items, picking it up to meticulously size it up for a bit.
That small iron box was the largest and most eye-catching amidst the multitude of items. A single glance and it was a creation of humanity. Therefore Fisher first picked it up to take a look for a bit. Unexpectedly, this single look authentically reaped harvests.
That small iron box being soaked in water long-term had already faded in color somewhat. Only faintly capable of seeing a bit of cyan traces atop it. But right in the direct center of that iron box, the Nari Language engraved upon it remained clearly visible unto this day. Written atop it was a single line of Vocabulary,
[Healing House]
By the seaside at night, interior to a villa leaning against the foot of a mountain, lamplight remained illuminated.
The ocean pushed the billows setting out toward the beach. Yet owing to lacking power, it sluggishly retreated back to within the ocean. Afterwards accumulating power and anew proceeding to attack towards the shore.
An old man sat upon the seats of the villa neighboring the sandy beach, serenely watching the billows that beat against the sandy beach. His gaze was profound, unclear on what he was contemplating about. A long while, a long while, he solely then seemingly sighed saying,
"Humanity, ah... just like those billows powerless to beat upon the sandy beach, harboring vainly delusional hopes to explore towards worlds not belonging to themselves, even if only the distance of advancing a single step is fine. Yet the sole difference from billows is, the lifespan of humanity is brief and fragile. The price of every failed exploration is frequently precisely one's own precious Life..."
Behind the seat of that old man, two beautiful ladies knelt upon the ground lowering their heads marginally, listening to the somewhat hoarse words of the old man.
Subsequent to the short exclamation of admiration, that old man sluggishly stood his body up. The tall and sturdy silhouette anew shielded the hazy moonlight of the sky, walking beside Anna,
"Let's still converse regarding the recent matters. I heard... that ocean Demi-human you captured tonight was rescued by his accomplices right in front of the multitude's watchful eyes?"
Hearing this, Anna's complexion whitened completely. She hastily utilized her head to prop against the ground Surface, apologizing saying,
"Truly very sorry, Master. His accomplices were no ordinary people; I underestimated the enemy."
"Hehe..."
Looking at Anna kneeling by his feet not daring to possess any movements, that old man lightly squatted down. His voice was gentle and soft,
"I harbor no intention of blaming you. How vast is the ocean? Another world incapable of being thoroughly seen using the vision of humanity. Whatever variables manifesting inside, whatever miracles, are all capable of being acknowledged by the world. There is precisely the Holy Sanctuary of Life. Moreover, we also no longer require that group of ocean Demi-humans to assist us in searching for the [Son of the Sea]. I already know the location of the Son of the Sea."
"Eh?"
Anna raised her head somewhat shocked, yet coincidentally met the gaze harboring chilliness of the old man before her eyes.
She solely saw him precipitously thrust out a hand pinching Anna's skull. That palm sluggishly exerted force, entirely as if wanting to crush her skull.
Expressions of ten thousand portions of pain transmitted from Anna's visage. Single sounds of low moans transmitted from the depths of her throat, yet she persistently lacked any method to break free from that massive palm of the old man,
"Heugh—"
Looking at the absolutely gorgeous Anna issuing low cries pleading for life, the old man smiled faintly, inquiring,
"We will subsequently converse regarding why the consumption records of the Pink Pavilion would manifest within the hands of the Gryphon Party members. I do not believe Anna who acts in matters this meticulously would commit this obvious of an error. Or perhaps speaking... you intentionally wished to spoil my matters, therefore solely then letting the Pink Pavilion be exposed within the vision boundaries of the public?"
The more unremarkable the words of the old man were, the more pained the expression of Anna was. Having struggled panting for a good several seconds, she solely then strenuously explained saying,
"No... I... It was Kaje who did it. She thought... by giving the intelligence to the Gryphon Party members she would be able to... leave. Therefore she then..."
After the old man heard Anna's words, he stared fixedly at those both eyes of hers filled entirely with blood streaks in a death grip. Subsequently lightly loosening his hand, rendering her to instantly topple onto the ground.
Anna crawled upon the ground Surface coughing incessantly. Droplets of fresh blood dropped following alongside her eyes and nostrils. Dripping onto the floorboards, eye-catching entirely like a blossoming rose identically.
The bloody stench transmitted over. The old man's expression remained exceptionally unremarkable, however.
"Oh? Kaje? Why didn't you stop her?"
"I didn't know! Master! She and I are sisters. I thought she had abandoned fantasies a long while ago. Her actions you have always known entirely... who could've known she continuously hid these thoughts inside her heart... If I had known earlier... If I had known earlier that she would think this way, I would have been able to stop her somewhat earlier."
Anna's voice trembled. Droplets of tears dropped following along with the blood. She seemingly was exceptionally regretful, to the point of her fingernails plunging into the ground Surface.
The old man knew Anna and Kaje were exceptionally close sisters. Anna viewed Kaje entirely as a biological younger sister. Kaje had continuously been the most obedient one among his own subordinates. Over these years she had continuously been assisting Anna. If it genuinely was Kaje who did it, Anna not detecting it ahead of time would also be normal.
"Where is her person right now?"
"Has already been handled by me..."
Anna knelt upon the original spot, stating in this manner.
Hearing this, the old man contrarily began laughing. Sluggishly walking back to the sides of the windowsill, he spoke targeting the night breeze,
"You are very intelligent. Knowing that if it were given to me to handle her it would be a living death, therefore you gave her a quick end first..."
"This is me making decisions privately... If Master wishes to punish..."
The old man hoisted up a hand, interrupting her from speaking. Afterwards, he shook his head,
"Enough. The matters have already occurred. I will dispatch people anew to verify it. Hopefully you haven't deceived me..."
"I wouldn't dare!"
"Since the Pink Pavilion is currently at the height of its prosperity recently, let your matters quiet down for a bit. Do not participate in whatever matters. Honestly and obediently perform businesses. Understood?"
"Yes."
"Katerina."
Kneeling beside Anna, having witnessed Anna's miserable predicament therefore somewhat gloating over her misfortune, Katerina straightened her body looking toward the old man ahead, responding,
"I am present, Master."
"The matter of bringing the Son of the Sea back I will hand over to your Healing House. Her location and identity I will inform you of ahead of time. You absolutely must remember not to disappoint me..."
"Yes. I guarantee the completion of the mission."
"Mn. You guys return."
The old man waved his hands. Wiping the blood dripping down atop her own visage, Anna sluggishly stood her body up. After saluting toward the old man, just having prepared to leave, the voice of the old man struck over carrying the night breeze, rendering Anna's heart to be instantly附上 a layer of frost,
"Oh right... I remember there's a small red mole on Kaje's chest, right? I am very fond of that."
After Anna pursed her lips, seemingly already having understood what the old man was stating. She lightly lowered her head saying,
"Tomorrow I will bring her to the Healing House... Master, goodnight."
The old man smiled faintly. Gazing at that serene sea Surface. Left there, the billows attempted to advance toward the land unaltered from ancient times... courageously welcoming perishing alongside having bodies smashed and bones pulverized, yet persistently setting out toward the shore without halting in the slightest.
On the contrary, wasn't humanity also exactly this kind of foolish biology?
Because it is the unknown, therefore there lays the necessity to explore. Because of exploration, one loses Life and pays the price. Yet humanity never becomes discouraged, and sings praises of this kind of unwavering courage.
"Crash..."
The ocean waves were unceasing. Two carriages stored at the doorway soundlessly departed the villa, concealing inside the thick darkness.