Chapter 386 - Soul Orbs
Chapter 386: Soul Orbs
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Angor had to make a choice.
He could either use the treasure to purify his own soul or left it be so that the Krakoks could repeat their routine.
“What will happen to me if I break the convention of Dark Castle?”
The priest considered and shook his head. “I do not know.”
“I’ll ask something else then. What will happen to YOU if the location is changed?”
The old man shook his head again.
“Didn’t you say something about ‘revolution’?”
“I know what’s on your mind,” the old man said and lowered his head. “Even if you keep the ritual in its old way and acquire Soul Orbs from it, you will not get enough to repair the soul of your winged friend.”
Angor now realized that Toby went for the mountain temple because the bird was seeking help out of instinct.
“There are Soul Orbs ready to be used in the temple, right?”
“How… do you know?” The old man was the one who was surprised now.
Angor explained Toby’s “dream walking”.
“I see. Yes, he was asking for assistance. It isn’t the temple, but the center of the holy mountain, which hid a single Soul Orb within. Your friend stopped on the mountain slope because he sensed the orb.”
“Give me the orb,” Angor said. He considered and continued, “And tell me a price. I’ll try to pay.”
“No… The orb inside the mountain was left behind by Lady Isabelle. It contains a trace of her consciousness, and it’s of great importance to the queen. Trying to get closer will quickly alarm her. Trust me. You can go steal hundreds or thousands of Soul Orbs from elsewhere and stay well, but not that particular one. The queen will not allow it.”
Angor would agree, after witnessing how their queen, Isabella, maniacally loved her former teacher.
Wait… steal from elsewhere?
“Do you mean that I can go steal Soul Orbs from Citadel?”
“I did not say that.” The old man shook his head casually.
“Oh, fine. Are there a lot of Soul Orbs in Citadel?”
“Lady Isabelle is a Soul Manipulator. She needs them.”
Angor understood that Isabelle had left the southern wizarding region. Telling from how Isabella loved her mentor, maybe Isabelle’s stock of Soul Orbs was still there.
He looked at the sleeping bird on his palm and made a determined decision.
In this brutal wizarding world, he would not give Toby up for anything.
“Can we postpone the election?” Angor looked up at the priest again.
“Yes. But only until the day after tomorrow. Evening.”
“Let’s do just that then. How do I identify a Soul Orb?”
“You are going to Citadel?”
“I must.”
According to Shadow, Dark Castle was unprotected since neither Isabella nor any wizard-level guards were there. This was a perfect chance.
He might fail. However, he’d regret for the rest of his life if he gave up on Toby too early.
The Grand Priest explained how a Soul Orb looked like to Angor.
“If his instinct still knows how to protect itself,” the old man pointed to Toby and said, “then follow him and you will find the orbs soon enough.”
Angor nodded. He then reached out a hand and released some nightmare aura around the priest.
“A safety measure. If you don’t mention my name to anyone, the aura will go away in three days.”
With that, Angor turned to leave.
The old man looked down and sighed. After considering the greedy nature of wizards, he already asked the clerics to prepare the election inside the palace. He didn’t expect for there to be another change in plan.
He suddenly heard Angor’s voice again, which was carried by the wind.
“… If I make it before the ceremony begins, I promise I’ll return the favor.”