Chapter 384 - Soul Essence
Chapter 384: Soul Essence
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Seeing the Grand Priest coming, the clerics immediately knelt down, and the guards followed their example.
The Krakoks did not have a monarch or class system. They were all considered equal with the exception of the Grand Priest. To the other Krakoks, Grand Priest was the embodiment of wisdom, who guided their entire race to their present life and the future.
This was why those who met the Grand Priest would show their greatest respect regardless of the situation.
“Now, stand.” The old priest asked, “Aren’t you all going to arrange the election stage?”
“We-we came for something important, Grand Priest.”
“Yes, sir. We just paid a visit to Lady Fiona to ask her about the election, but she…”
“What is it?” The old man appeared as peaceful as ever.
Neither of them spoke for the next moment. Using the chance, Angor carefully inspected the old man in front of him.
He never got a good look at the old Krakok back at the mountain due to the distance and surging energy ripples. Now, he could clearly see the bald head, speckles, and white beard thick enough to be used as a cleaning mop.
Also, those terribly, sickly, emotionless eyes…
Besides, he was very interested in the energy he sensed from the old man, which felt the same as the ripples around the holy mountain.
“So, you aren’t questioning why me instead of Fiona?” Angor spoke first.
“I already saw it coming. I am here to see you, good sir,” the old man replied in a plain tone.
“Me?” Angor chuckled. “Do you want anything from me?”
“No… But I think you have something to ask from me, and the temple isn’t a good place to talk. So I’ve come here.”
Angor noticed a secret line from those words. The old man was intentionally hinting something just now.
Was the temple always being monitored?
It made a lot of sense though. The core of law was extremely valuable, and there was no way Dark Castle only left a mortal in the temple to protect it.
“Are you perhaps feeling discontent with Dark Castle, Grand Priest?”
“No. Our people have survived the brutal history until today all thanks to Citadel. I don’t feel discontent. I cannot.”
“I see. Do you know about the magic array hidden under Hippocrotee then?” Angor changed the topic. He could somewhat understand the purpose of the sudden visit if the Grand Priest did know about the magic array.
The old man’s face twitched a little. His most painful mental scar was brought up so soon.
“I… do.” The priest closed his eyes.
“And you still don’t hate Dark Castle?”
The old man stayed silent. He finally shook his head and said, “I do not.”
“Do you know I’m not from Dark Castle?”
“Yes. I noticed it the day you two came to Hippocrotee.”
“How did you find us?” Angor grew curious.
“The Soul Essence, inside the temple. With it, I can see everything that’s happening around Hippocrotee.”
Angor knew that the “Soul Essence” meant the core of this garden’s law. However, he wasn’t going to tell the old man his true intention before he learned the old man’s plan first.
“Since you know I’m an outsider, you don’t have to worry about your true thoughts being heard by them. I’ll ask again, do you hate Dark Castle?”
“I do not.” The old man shook his head willingly.
Angor nodded. Since the leader of Krakoks said so, he wasn’t going to interfere with their business as an outsider.
“So, you already found us out. Why didn’t you report us to Dark Castle then?”
The priest looked up at Angor with his dimmed yet meaningful gaze. “I wish that… one day, we can open the ‘gap’ and release the torrent which has been staying dormant for a long time.”
“Gap? Torrent?” Angor grew confused again.
“The peace that Krakoks enjoy is a fake delusion that has lasted for a thousand years. I wish for a chance which can lead us to revolution.”
The priest did not hide anything from his words, but he didn’t explain his exact plan.
Angor decided to put it aside for now. He then asked a question that he derived from the priest’s original question. “You said I have something to ask from you, and that the temple isn’t a good place to talk. So… what do I possibly need to ask?”
The Grand Priest considered for a moment.
“The Soul Essence.”