Chapter 389
Chapter 389 Trouble
A silver half-mask obscured the left side of her face. The left eye beneath the mask glowed with a bright red light. When her eyes turned, it emitted an odd mechanical sound.
Greem’s elementium sight allowed him to see into her body. He was shocked to find that she had replaced one-third of her organs with special mechanical constructs.
“So it’s you! Sabrina,” Greem was quickly able to match the person in front of him with a face from the past, “I recall that you’re from the Tracy Clan in the Woodrow region. Why are you here in Ailovis?”
This pseudo-adept level mechanical girl bitterly smiled. It seemed she didn’t want to go into detail. She said, “Sir, I wish to join your party!”
Sabrina didn’t mention Greem’s name, as she wasn’t sure whether he intended to hide his identity.
A pseudo-adept wanted to join?
Greem took out a small pouch and tossed it to Love, the swordsman.
Greem looked at Sabrina’s pale face. Blue light flashed in the depths of his eyes.
“Chip, can you determine if she is lying?”
“Beep. Judging by the electrocardiographic feedback, there is a 98% chance of the ancient ruins existing, and a 2% chance of her lying.
“Addendum. Based on the opponent’s brain waves, her words contain false or misleading components.”
“Which is to say that the news about the ancient ruins is true, but the fact that she found the mechanical heart inside is false?”
“Beep. Agree with the host’s perspective!”
Greem subtly and quickly communicated with the chip. They exchanged countless pieces of information in the blink of an eye. It was unfortunate that Alice wasn’t here with him. Otherwise, it would have been an easy matter to determine the truth of Sabrina’s words!
Greem narrowed his eyes and brooded in silence as he tapped the table with his right hand. That was the only sound in the entire room.
Sabrina held her breath and anxiously watched every change of Greem’s expression.
Until she saw the cold smile that crossed Greem’s face.
“I can temporarily allow you to follow by my side!” Greem said slowly, “But if I find any part of what you have said to be a lie, I won’t send you back to the Tracy Clan. I’ll kill you on the spot!”
Sabrina was relieved. A joyful smile finally appeared on her face as she hastily bowed towards Greem.
“Go and rest first! Remember to treat your wounds as much as possible. We will be leaving tomorrow.”
“Understood!”
Sabrina raised her head to take another look at Greem. She quickly lowered her head when her eyes clashed with his intimidating gaze. She then slowly exited the room and closed the door.
The room regained its peace. Just then, Greem tilted his head and said calmly, “Sir, sneaking into my room in this manner isn’t quite friendly, is it?”
A blurred silhouette slowly emerged from thin air in the corner of the room. It was the corner Greem was staring at.
“I had heard that an adept arrived in town, so I hurried to take a look. Who would have known? You, sir, aren’t just powerful. You are extremely bold as well! I, Gargamel, am impressed.”
It was an adept with a sinister face. All of Gargamel’s hair had fallen out of his head, except for a few patches of white hair. He wore a gray adept’s robe and held a glowing staff in his left hand. The hand holding onto the staff was thin and withered. Greem practically saw the outlines of his bones. It was more like the claw of a ghost than the hand of a human.
“Gargamel. An unfamiliar name. I have never heard of it! Are you here to catch that little girl?” Greem looked at the other adept in confusion.
Greem would have prepared his magical defenses if it wasn’t for the absolute lack of hostility that he was picking up from the opponent. After all, an adept hiding themselves and sneaking around another adept didn’t seem like a friendly act no matter how you looked at it!
“There’s no need for wild guesses, good sir!” Yellowed and blackened teeth showed when Adept Gargamel spoke, “I have nothing to do with the girl. I am only a wandering adept that happened to be staying in Pinecone Town for the past six months. For the moment, I’m here to do my magical experiments, as well as to purchase some of the materials that come from the Black Forest.”
“Then you are here to…?”
“I heard you wanted to go to Plaguewood? Are you interested in joining me on a big venture?” Gargamel’s eyes shone when he explained his purpose here. He appeared almost impatient to start on this venture of his.
“A big venture?” Greem asked doubtfully.
“Indeed. Indeed. I want you to help me kill an adept-level magical creature.”