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Chapter 257:
Freya raised an eyebrow at Kathy's outfit, feeling a bit confused about the situation.
"What is this?"
"I was hoping to sleep with you tonight," Kathy said with a shy smile.
"I always feel uncomfortable in this place. I'm worried something might happen. Are you okay with that?"
Seeing the hope in Kathy's eyes, Freya recalled her unique sensitivity from earlier in the evening and felt somewhat troubled by the request.
After all, no matter how special Kathy's identity was, she was essentially a White Wizard of Liquefaction, and it was understandable for her to be in such a dangerous place given her research-oriented nature.
Although the tent was meant for one person, the bed inside was quite large, so it wouldn't be too cramped for two people.
With this thought in mind, Freya nodded gently.
"Alright, as long as you don't mind."
"I won't, I won't."
Hearing Freya's agreement, Kathy quickly nodded and grabbed her suitcase from behind her as she entered the tent.
Freya watched her actions in disbelief; it was clear that this was a sign of long-term stay since she had even brought her luggage.
Kathy skillfully opened the suitcase and took out a gray paper-like object, placing it next to the bed in the tent.
With a gentle touch of her finger, the object inflated rapidly like an air-filled item, soon taking the shape of a simple swimming pool.
Looking at the exquisite swimming pool that was about the size of a bed, Kathy turned to Freya and smiled as she explained.
"This is my bed, do you want to share it?"
"No, I'm used to sleeping over there." Freya awkwardly pointed to the normal bed behind her.
"Oh, then never mind. This bed was specially brought by me; it has great moisturizing effects for the skin. I spent three Magic Crystal Cards on it," Kathy said with some disappointment.
"Hehe," Freya didn't respond, just smiled lightly.
She walked around the Water Bed and approached her own bed, taking off her Robe and hanging it on the nearby coat rack.
"Alright, that's enough. We have a lot to do tomorrow, let's sleep."
"Yeah, you're right." Kathy nodded.
Suddenly, she seemed to notice something and looked at Freya with interest, pointing at her.
"Do you usually wear these?"
"What?" Freya looked down at herself, not understanding what she meant.
At that moment, beneath her Robe, Freya was wearing a red Half-Body Enchanted Chainmail. A row of simply processed Black Daggers was wrapped around her waist, and four Sharkskin Pouches were filled with spellcasting materials. Two slender spikes were hidden behind her back along with some temporary tools for runes.
"Am I lacking in security?" Kathy thought for a moment and rephrased her question.
"No."
Freya regretted bringing this girl in.
"Alright, alright." Seeing Freya's somewhat gloomy expression, Kathy waved her hand and burrowed into her Water Bed. "Let's sleep; we have work to do tomorrow."
"Well, good night." Freya extended her hand and lightly snapped her fingers.
The brightly lit tent suddenly dimmed.
After a while, a faint rustling sound came from Kathy's special Water Bed. In the darkness, Kathy's eyes slowly transformed into eerie golden Slit Pupils. She blinked and looked at Freya, who had closed her eyes and seemed to have fallen asleep on the adjacent bed.
After a long moment, she suddenly spoke.
"Freya, since you are so insecure, you haven't been with a man before, have you?"
"!"
Freya, who was just about to drift into sleep, abruptly opened her eyes.
...
As the morning sun slowly rose, busy figures began to appear throughout the campsite.
Freya, who had already gotten up, was now in a quiet forest, engaging in some routine sword training.
This level of training had long lost its significance for her, but now her body was gradually merging with the energy within her chest, and her physical abilities were changing significantly.
To quickly adapt to this state, practicing swordsmanship was the most suitable option.
The Silver Cross Sword darted through the forest swiftly, and the double strike of the Stiletto was gradually creating afterimages.
Even now, without deliberately exerting herself, the spiral airflow on the Sword Tip still existed, causing leaves that occasionally brushed against the Blade to shatter instantly.
This was the physical property added by the final form of the Stiletto.
For some defenses with high Spell resistance and low Physical Defense, her swordsmanship has the best piercing effect, capable of penetrating the wizard inside in an instant.
Moreover, in addition to pure physical sword techniques, the Enchantment Spell she possesses also has a tremendous effect.
This perfect blend of Spell and swordsmanship gives her an absolute advantage over wizards of the same level.
As a set of Piercing Sword Technique concluded, Freya halted her movements and frowned slightly at the Cross Sword in her hand.
At that moment, fine and clear cracks began to slowly appear on the surface of the Silver Cross Sword Blade.
These cracks varied in depth and were densely packed, rendering it completely unusable.
"This is only after one use."
She forcefully shook the Cross Sword, and with a snap, the Blade broke off.
This sword was made of ordinary material; it might be a good sword for an average person, but in Freya's eyes, it was likely unusable before even finishing one battle.
As her strength increased, this ordinary Cross Sword was clearly no longer sufficient.
This made her nostalgic for the one she had broken when entering the secret realm.
Although that Cross Sword was also of ordinary quality, it had undergone multiple refinements and enhancements under Freya's hands, making its hardness and sharpness comparable to an Intermediate Enchanted Item.
"Cursed Items of weapon type have always been hot sellers in the Trading Tower of Sky City, but if I make one myself, it would take too long. I guess I'll try my luck when I return this time."
Casually tossing the broken Cross Sword into the woods, Freya headed towards the campsite.
When she returned to the tent, Kathy had not yet woken from her deep sleep.
Her pink nightgown was half-open, revealing a glow underneath, and she seemed to almost completely merge into the Water Bed, with only her head above the surface. Below Kathy's waist, her legs had vanished, replaced by a large pink fish tail.
Freya glanced at her and then looked away.
Most Bloodline Sorceresses exhibit physical traits from their Bloodline, which is not uncommon for Freya.
Or perhaps, in this vast gathering place known as Cloud City, such types of sorcerers are not rare.
After all, due to their inherent qualities, many sorcerers find their paths to advancement quite challenging. Although increasing their life level can extend their lifespan, the stagnation that sorcerers often experience for decades means that ultimately, their lifespans will reach a limit. At that point, implanting some longevity-related Bloodlines can effectively provide a lifespan extension.
Moreover, if the implanted Bloodline is particularly rare and precious, one might even unexpectedly gain its abilities.
However, this method also has significant drawbacks; the mismatch between the soul and body leads to increasingly difficult advancements. This is especially true for sorcerers who implant Bloodlines later on, as they face immense challenges along with unimaginable side effects.
Therefore, Freya would not consider this method unless she reached the limits of her innate potential.
Of course, there are some powerful sorcerers who specialize in Bloodline research and correct their paths using a small amount of literature from Ancient Wizards, following the Bloodline route of Ancient Wizards to continue their advancement.
However, such sorcerers are all powerful beings who have lived for hundreds or thousands of years and are rarely seen moving about outside.
Navigating around the still-sleeping Kathy, Freya walked to the bedside clothes rack and took a White Robe to drape over herself.
At this time, it was nearly eight o'clock, and the sounds outside the tent had become somewhat noisy.
After having a simple breakfast, a blue light suddenly illuminated Freya's fingertips.
"Freya, is Kathy with you?"
This was Fira's urgent voice.
"Yes, Lord Fira," Freya said calmly, raising her index finger.
"That's good," Fira's tone seemed to relax a bit.
"What happened?" Hearing Fira's tone, Freya frowned and asked.
"Well, two members of the Guardians who were on duty last night and three apprentices were killed last night," Fira stated without concealment.
This news left Freya momentarily stunned. Each member of the Guardians had a minimum strength of Crystallization Level, and now they had died silently. This incident was undoubtedly a major event for the Crimson Eagle.
After a long pause, Fira's voice came again.
"In ten minutes, gather at the location where I sent you the information yesterday. Build the Rune Tower as soon as possible; things are looking grim."
"Okay."
With that, Freya silently lowered her index finger, her mind filled with unspoken thoughts.
Ten minutes later.
In an exceptionally bright forest, a White Giant Tower was slowly being constructed.
A Blonde Woman in a White Robe quickly emerged from the woods, carrying two large white leather cases.
At this time, beside the Rune Tower, in addition to the apprentices who were constructing it, there stood two Runes Department Wizards also dressed in white robes.
Freya nodded towards the person behind her and quickly walked over to a middle-aged Male Wizard with a solemn expression, respectfully greeting him.
“Lord Eric.”
“Hmm.” The wizard named Eric nodded, saying little while observing something.
Freya took two steps back, placed down the box, and stood next to another wizard.
The inscriptions of the Rune Tower were done in groups of three, and the leader of Freya's group was the middle-aged wizard named Eric in front.
He was considered a veteran of the Rune Department, holding a status almost equal to that of Vice Minister Melong Lawrence, and his own level was Crystallization.
The Young Wizard beside Freya seemed to have just advanced from an apprentice this year to a Newly Advanced Wizard. Although his level was not high, his rune skills were comparable to Freya's. His name was Carlos, and he was no older than twenty.
The aura around both of them was very calm; even Eric, at the Crystallization Level, had no trace of bloodthirst, suggesting he was the type focused on research.
Freya stood still, quietly waiting for the construction of the Rune Tower.
Since the Rune Tower was made from special materials and did not require much technical skill, after about two hours, an apprentice in a Gray Robe walked over to the three.
He bowed and said,
“Lord Eric, the Rune Tower has been completed.”
“Hmm, good.” Eric glanced at the tall White Tower that had been erected and turned to address Freya and the others.
“The original duration for this was one week, but now it has been shortened to three days to prevent any unexpected incidents. If you cannot manage, I can arrange for others to come over now; do not push yourselves.”
Hearing Eric's words, both of them shook their heads simultaneously.
The engraving of runes requires precise control of mental energy, and the Rune Tower not only demands this but also strong endurance.
Otherwise, if the mental energy fluctuates or disconnects unexpectedly while engraving, the runes on that side will be completely ruined.
Seeing that both of them did not refuse, the team leader Eric nodded and pointed to the two large white cases brought by Freya.
"Let's get started."
At his signal, the two opened the cases, took out the tools inside, and walked to the front of the Rune Tower.
The Rune Tower is a three-sided tower, over three meters tall, made of Felt Ore, which has excellent energy conductivity.
Freya paused for a moment on the left side and then took out a specialized engraving Charcoal Pencil to begin her work.
The Rune Tower has a shielding effect, and Freya had already memorized its rune information.
Although it was her first time engraving, she was not unfamiliar with it.
On the other hand, Carlos seemed to find it more challenging; he would stop after engraving a section to think carefully before continuing. Although his work was neat, he was much slower than Freya.
Team leader Eric also provided some guidance to Carlos while engraving, clearly showing great patience.
Engraving runes is a tedious task that requires a lot of patience.
Compared to the more complex Rune Array, the Rune Tower demands an even greater level of focus.
Freya was already accustomed to this; she had engraved many Rune Arrays since her apprentice days and had mastered this technique.
The originally pristine White Tower was now mostly covered with dense runes.
Freya and her companions were still perfecting the entire process of the Rune Tower.
On both sides of the Rune Tower stood two tall Black Crystal Pillars, which served as a safety measure.
At this stage, the Rune Tower was nearing completion, and this period was the most dangerous; a single mistake could lead to the failure of a rune or even the entire Rune Tower.
These two Black Crystal Pillars could help avert such dangerous incidents.
At this moment, the three sides of the Rune Tower had faintly transformed into three inverted triangles.
Inside each triangle was a circular black eye, gazing in three directions.
Once completed, their Rune Tower would connect with several others, forming a powerful isolation Force Field that could encompass the entire forest.
Freya meticulously carved each delicate rune with an expressionless face. Just as she planned to move to another spot to continue her work, a piercing eagle cry mixed with a loud buzzing sound suddenly echoed from afar.
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