Chapter 618 - Yorkshire
Angor rejected Sunders’ suggestion.
Sunders would only allow himself to use the Gravity Garden. If he did, it would be nearly impossible for Nausica and the others to stay alive in this darkness.
Sunders chuckled as he had expected such an answer, but his attention was soon attracted by a small figure right next to Angor’s feet.
Before coming, Sunders used his spirit power to sense everyone’s presence, but he overlooked a certain animal among them.
“You still have that creature with you?”
Sunders would like to question Angor for more details about the puppy, but Yorkshire interrupted him.
“You bothersssssome humans… especially you, Mister Watcher. Not only did you refuse to serve Her Highness, you even attempted to sabotage her nightwatch?”
Yorkshire suddenly stopped moving as it looked at the boy standing next to Sunders.
“Wait, you are?”
“Oh come on, you should have noticed. I never cast a single cantrip yet. The reason is so obvious.”
Nausica and Shan looked at each other.
“No. We never noticed…” said Shan.
“Oh, my,” Nausica commented, “if your soul is SO solid… you don’t have to kill Hookdick at all. Just swagger your achievement in front of his face and that fool will die of jealousy.”
They were talking in a more relaxed way since all urgent problems were solved, but Angor noticed that Shan was trying her best to hide her true emotions.
Apparently, she had not gotten over the sadness for losing Gank.
As for Shiliew… she had returned to playing her part as “Dripping River the Sleeper” by sleeping again.
“Speaking of souls, I think my soul just got stronger after escaping from those strings,” Nausica said, uncertain of something.
“Misfortune and blessing often accompany each other. Guess you earned a new destiny after surviving the crisis.”
“What was the monster trying to make? A ‘prototype puppet’, right?” Nausica mumbled while thinking about the strange snake she saw earlier. “What is this place, Angor? Who is that monster?”
“This whole matter involves secrets that people of our level aren’t supposed to learn. Trust me, it’s better if you don’t know.”
“I see.” Nausica nodded and looked at the creature in Angor’s hand. “At least you can tell me about this little thing, no?”
“I… actually, I don’t know where this puppy came from.” Angor scratched his head.
“Alllright.”
Nausica spent some time describing what happened after she was captured by Yorkshire.