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墨書 Inktalez
Chapter Two Hundred Seventy-Nine:
"And besides, wasn't our cooperation during the ruins quite pleasant? We both got what we needed, and I have been following the rules in that regard."
Freya silently looked at Klein, as if trying to discern some expression from his rabbit-like face.
After a long while, she gently nodded.
"Alright then, it seems we have no choice but to proceed this way for now."
"Then there's no problem," Klein grinned, revealing his two prominent rabbit teeth. He then pointed at the strange symbols drawn on the table with his claws.
"This is something I exchanged with a creature during my travels. It can target souls and minds, and it should have some restraining effect on Dream Eaters, allowing us to act."
Freya's gaze shifted to the table, where the symbols appeared bizarre, resembling random footprints left by some creature. She began to doubt whether this thing was truly as magical as he claimed.
However, as she examined it closely, she suddenly realized that these footprints were slowly converging, gradually forming the image of a completely black Strange Big Bird.
The bird had three crimson eyes on each side of its head, exuding a faint sense of greed and malice. Its black beak glimmered with a subtle metallic sheen, and its partially extended forked tongue resembled that of a snake.
As Freya scrutinized the image, suddenly, all six eyes of the painted bird turned eerily to face her.
"Caw!!"
A strange cry abruptly exploded in her ears.
Instantly, Freya's face turned pale as she hurriedly averted her gaze.
"What kind of strange bird is this?" she asked Klein with a hint of fear in her voice.
There were no energy fluctuations or any signs of an attack; just that single call made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Oh? You can actually see it?" Instead of immediately answering Freya's question, Klein looked at her with an interested gaze.
"This is the Hell Raven, a creature that delights in devouring souls. I only happened to have peaceful encounters with them, but I didn't expect you could see their projections through these. It seems my previous choice was correct; you truly are a special wizard."
"Another world."
Ignoring his subsequent words, Freya simply stared at Klein in silence. First the Abyss World, and now the Hell World; she even began to suspect that this guy was a special race that traversed various worlds before becoming a Spirit.
After a while, her pale complexion finally returned to normal.
Pausing for a moment, she pointed at the scattered footprints on the table and asked, "What do you plan to do? Let this Hell Raven's projection swallow the Dream Eater?"
"No, the Dream Eater exists between the illusory and the real. It has no soul but is still alive. While the Hell Raven cannot directly devour it, it can use its Hellish Aura to interfere and restrain it. Actually, the main role lies with you," Klein said, crossing his arms.
"Me?" Freya frowned. "What do you mean?"
"We are both tainted by the traces of the Dream Eater, and my situation is slightly worse than yours. You still have a physical body to temporarily block it; I am a Spirit. Unless I pull it into my illusion, I have no power to resist such a creature. However, once it's pulled into the illusion, I can't completely kill it either, but you can."
"You mean, like before, drag me and that thing into the illusion together and then eliminate it?" Freya asked.
"Exactly. Only in this way can we truly kill it; that's also a characteristic of that creature," Klein nodded.
Freya narrowed her eyes slightly in thought. Although Klein had not harmed her since their initial encounter, she still maintained a certain level of vigilance towards this enigmatic Spirit wizard.
After all, no one knew what someone who couldn't even be bound by a contract might do. It was possible that while they were talking now, he could suddenly eliminate her for some reason in the next moment.
This made her treat the situation with caution.
After thinking for a while, Freya glanced at the strange chaotic marks on the table.
"I agree with your plan, but just don't get in my way when the time comes."
"Of course," Klein said as he placed the Claws on the pile of marks and gently wiped them, causing the marks to gradually fade away.
After finishing this, he continued, "Moreover, during the time that thing approaches, we can find a place to prepare more, preferably somewhere crowded."
"Sure," Freya nodded in agreement.
A while later, the carriage slowly drove into the previous town.
After searching for the only inn in the town, Freya successfully checked in.
In the somewhat stuffy inn room, Freya gently closed the door and placed her luggage on the table.
Then, she took out a White Egg-shaped Seed from her pocket and tossed it directly onto the ground.
As soon as the seed touched the floor, it quickly melted into it. Before long, the entire room began to vibrate slowly, as if something was growing within it.
This vibration lasted for a full five minutes before it disappeared, and then layers of fine white patterns started to cover the room.
A faint aura of isolation emanated from the patterns.
Feeling the energy in the room, Freya nodded in satisfaction.
These were portable defensive rune seeds, capable of withstanding most attacks from a First-Level Wizard, and they also had strong alert functions.
If there was anything unusual within a hundred meters, Freya would know immediately.
The items obtained from this relic journey were exceptionally precious, and such measures were necessary.
After entering the room with her, Klein simply lay down on one side of the chair and closed his eyes, resembling a stiff corpse.
Through her unique senses, Freya knew that this guy had detached from the Black Rabbit's body and was nowhere to be found.
After glancing at him, Freya turned her attention away and took out the items she had acquired in the ruins, placing them one by one on the table.
Glenor's lacquered staff, a manual on Ancient Wizard Language, a method for extracting Ancient Wizards, and a book said to contain the Heritage Secret Technique of Ancient Wizards.
Freya's gaze swept over these four items.
She then reached out to pick up Glenor's staff.
The staff appeared to be made of wood and felt somewhat rough to the touch, not much different from ordinary staffs sold on the market.
However, Freya certainly wouldn't think that this item was just an ordinary object as Glenor claimed.
Moreover, after various speculations, she had already begun to guess what direction this staff was related to.
"A soul that died hundreds of years ago transformed into a Spirit fifty years ago due to an accident, and this staff happened to be nearby and was controlled. No matter how you look at it, this accident has an unusual connection with it," Freya murmured as she tapped her fingers on the staff.
If this guess was correct, then one of the reasons Klein followed her might be because of this.
If it weren't for Freya and Glenor having an agreement, they would have to return it.
Otherwise, given the value of this item, even if she wasn't part of the Necromancy Department, Freya would have claimed it for herself long ago since it pertains to Spirits and souls.
After studying the Staff for a while and not finding any results from her simple tests, she set it aside.
Next, she picked up the Ancient Wizard fable teaching manual.
Among the three books, this one was the thinnest, but it was also the only one that Freya could understand at the moment.
The pages were very fragile, and Freya gently flipped them open, immediately brightening up.
"Wow, it actually uses ancient Abyssal Magic as an example. It seems that the prevalence of Abyssal Language had already spread to the Wizarding World in Ancient Times. Perfect, I don't have to worry about not understanding it right from the start."
As one of the many spellcasting languages, Abyssal Magic was also one of Freya's specialties.
With her sharp mind, she quickly finished reading the entire manual. Then she slightly closed her eyes and began to swiftly organize her thoughts, converting them into the current common language.
The Ancient Wizard language had twelve more letters than the modern language and was overall much more obscure.
Simply deciphering it using Abyssal Magic would be very difficult; even a language master would likely struggle to translate it into modern language in a short time.
However, for Freya, who had an exceptionally strong learning ability, this was actually quite simple.
Firstly, compared to other subjects, most aspects of language can be memorized through rote learning, and there are many logical similarities.
By changing her approach, Freya could easily convert it into modern language using her memory and thought processes.
Thus, in just half an hour, she had nearly fully understood the meaning of Ancient Wizard Language.
It was simply because there was no specific pronunciation instruction that she could only understand but not read aloud.
Slowly opening her eyes, Freya glanced at the Language Manual in her hand. With a flick of her finger, a wisp of black flame attached itself to the book, and before long, it turned into a pile of Black Ash that fell to the ground.
After easily cleaning up the Black Ash, she picked up the remaining two books.
After some thought, she gently set down the green Heritage Secret Technique and opened the relatively thinner Ancient Extraction Method.
The extraction method that Freya currently mastered was also the universal method used by most witches. It was sufficient for general experiments, but it would not suffice for special cases.
However, when Freya opened this book, the ease she felt while reading the Language Teaching vanished, replaced by a sense of gravity.
"This is a method specifically designed to extract Biological Bloodlines," she frowned and gradually fell into contemplation.
She didn't know how much time had passed when she gently exhaled, her eyes reflecting a complex expression.
After a long while, she finally closed the book.
"I didn't expect there to be such a special method that can completely extract the Special Bloodline from living beings while maintaining over ninety percent purity. This means that through this method, I can completely extract the most powerful Bloodline from those ancient powerful biological descendants for my own transformation or cultivation."
For the sake of her spiritual purity, she had never put any thought into her own Bloodline, fearing that any carelessness might bring impurities from other Biological Bloodlines into her body, thus affecting her spiritual enhancement.
However, now with this extraction method, this problem could be perfectly solved.
Moreover, if the Bloodline was unsuitable, it could be extracted from the body using this method without worrying about ruining her life.
This was something that did not exist in any of the current techniques used by witches.
Since this extraction method casually taken from the laboratory contained such precious information, what about the Heritage Secret Technique obtained from the library?
For a moment, Freya felt a bit of anticipation about what kind of surprise this would bring her.
Just as she was about to open the last book, a faint 'thud thud' sound came from the closed door of the room, followed by the heavy voice of the Innkeeper from outside.
"Guest, the hot water you requested is ready. Should I bring it in now?"
"Okay, just a moment."
Freya replied while quickly tidying up the things on the table, then she opened the door.
Outside, the tall Innkeeper stood with another person, both of them carrying a huge wooden tub at the entrance.
Steam was rising from the tub, and a light fragrance wafted out from inside.
"Just put it there," Freya pointed to the center of the room.
"Alright."
Soon, the two skillfully placed the tub filled with hot water in the designated spot and then stepped back.
After closing the door again, Freya walked over to the tub and reached in to test the water temperature; it was just right.
Moreover, some green leaves with a pleasant scent were floating in the water, giving a refreshing feeling.
Glancing at the Black Rabbit still lying on the chair, Freya paused for a moment, picked up a piece of black cloth to cover it, and then took off her clothes.
Although she could use cleaning magic as a witch to keep her body clean, nothing felt as comfortable as taking an actual hot bath.
Her well-developed body slowly sank into the water.
Freya gently rested her head against the edge of the bucket, her golden hair floating on the surface of the water, obscuring most of the light.
With her eyes slightly closed, surrounded by warm water, she felt a deep sense of relaxation.
Since meeting the wizard, she had been living a tightly packed life, and it seemed she had little opportunity to unwind.
After briefly calming her mind, Freya opened her eyes and lightly snapped her fingers.
The Heritage Secret Technique on the table floated automatically into her hand.
The green cover was soft and had a faintly cold sensation, as if it belonged to some kind of creature's skin.
"Let's see what essential differences exist between this Ancient Wizard's Heritage Secret Technique and the current Meditation Method."
As Freya's fingers gently touched the cover of the book, just as she was about to open it, the book suddenly burst into a large cloud of green smoke.
The density of the smoke was so high that it quickly filled the entire room, making it impossible to see anything.
This sudden turn of events caused Freya to pause for a moment, and then she seemed to hear a desolate ancient roar echoing from afar.
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