Chapter 2: New Century (Epilogue)
Nobody Does Human Things didn’t waste any more words and directly activated the Tracking Spell Array.
The scroll flew into the air and exploded into a ball of light.
Then, it gradually condensed into the shape of an arrowhead, pointing in the direction they needed to go.
“There’s no time to lose, let’s go after them! The longer the Tracking Spell Array lasts, the more obvious its magical fluctuations will be. If we’re slow and he discovers us, it’ll be bad!”
With that said, Nobody Does Human Things hurried out of the Auction.
The Lion-Orc followed closely behind.
Now, anything Nobody Does Human Things said was gospel. Even if he said the Sea God’s Tear was stolen by the Orcs, he would believe it was possible.
The two of them rendezvoused with the Orcs guarding the entrance and Player (M) [Mó Yú Hùn Běn Zhēn Jūn]. The arrowhead in the sky pointed west, and everyone swarmed in that direction.
Shortly after, Nobody Does Human Things and Pet found their Mission Objective in a tavern.
It was a player completely enveloped in a black cloak.
He was currently sitting at a table in the center of the tavern, drinking.
He was visible as soon as they entered.
Everyone’s gaze was focused on him, and an indescribable aura emanated from him.
Nobody Does Human Things called this “overbearing aura.”
“Look at this guy. He’s acting so tough, he might as well be dropping bombs. He’s really something.”
“You’ve come?”
The Black Robed Player raised his cup and savored a sip of red wine, his posture elegant and casual, as if he hadn’t seen the Orc leader whose eyes were bloodshot and who looked like he wanted to eat him.
“We’re here. Surrender now!”
Nobody Does Human Things drew his long sword, while Player (M) [Mó Yú Hùn Běn Zhēn Jūn] and the other players began to evacuate the innocent bystanders in the tavern.
“You shouldn’t have come.”
The Black Robed Player picked up another peanut and casually tossed it into his mouth.
Just as Pet was about to fly into a rage, the player suddenly stood up, a dagger in his hand, looking incredibly impassioned. Facing everyone, his cold gaze swept over them as if they were corpses. Then, with a flick of his wrist, he slit his own throat.
“You can catch my people… but you, can’t catch my heart!”
He lay in a pool of blood, his lips trembling, muttering to himself.
His right hand trembled as he reached out and drew a heart on the ground with pig’s blood.
“Eye of Truth… won’t, let, you, go…”
A strange smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
His corpse turned into light particles and gradually disappeared.
All that remained on the ground was a pool of blood, a plain long sword, and a bulging bag of gold coins.
This performance was absolutely explosive!
“Damn it, where’s his body? And what is this ‘Eye of Truth’?”
Pet stared at the empty ground, feeling a sense of loss.
Although all his grudges had been avenged, he ultimately couldn’t kill the scoundrel with his own hands.
Moreover, was the scoundrel really dead? If he was dead, why was he bleeding but his body was nowhere to be seen?
“He should be dead. As for the Eye of Truth, we don’t know much about it. We only know it’s a belief from Kalunka, on the South Continent,” Player (M) [Mó Yú Hùn Běn Zhēn Jūn] said, mockingly dipping his finger into the pig’s blood on the ground, appearing to be in deep thought.
“The way his body disappeared upon death is very similar to the enemies from Kalunka we encountered before. They don’t seem to be physical beings, but rather some kind of alchemical creatures!”
“It’s an Empire from the South Continent!?”
Pet didn’t doubt the truth of this statement at all. Nobody Does Human Things and Player (M) [Mó Yú Hùn Běn Zhēn Jūn] had been completely devoted to him; their words must be true. Furthermore, the scoundrel had committed suicide. Either they were telling the truth, or they were deliberately framing someone. He didn’t need to think too much about this. He just needed to report it back to the Beast King.
“We need to investigate this matter further. In fact, the Bishop we killed today also came from the South Continent, and he was also from the Kalunka Empire,” Nobody Does Human Things continued, building on Player (M) [Mó Yú Hùn Běn Zhēn Jūn]’s deduction. “There must be a conspiracy here. Why are they coming to the North Continent to cause trouble?”
Pet furrowed his brow, stroking his chin.
The Orc Royal Court occupied the entire Death Desert, and the Death Desert was a natural barrier between the North and South Continents. Due to the lack of magic crystal veins in the Death Desert and the scarcity of magic elements, the magic net from the South Continent stopped at the Death Desert. However, it was rumored that the Empires of the South Continent had never given up on the North Continent. Their ambition had always been the entire continent. Could the sudden appearance of the Kalunka Empire be an omen? Pet couldn’t help but think about it. After all, the Orc Royal Court was caught in the middle. If the Empires of the South Continent wanted to attack the North Continent, the Orcs would be the first to suffer! Pet had a wife and children. He fought desperately outside precisely so his family could continue to thrive. Now, with the emergence of a threat from the South Continent, how could he be at peace?
Seeing Pet lost in thought, Nobody Does Human Things and Player (M) [Mó Yú Hùn Běn Zhēn Jūn] didn’t disturb him. This was their objective all along: to confuse the issue and use Pet’s words to pin the blame on Kalunka.
***
At dusk, Pet, having completed his first mission, bid farewell to Player (M) [Mó Yú Hùn Běn Zhēn Jūn] and Nobody Does Human Things with a group of Orcs.
“Would you be willing to join the Ferocious Beast Mercenary Group?” Pet asked. He truly liked these two humans, Player (M) [Mó Yú Hùn Běn Zhēn Jūn] and Nobody Does Human Things. He saw in them a straightforwardness and simplicity that other humans lacked. If he were to recruit two human aides in his capacity, it shouldn’t be a problem.
“No, Brother Pet. Our mission is to protect the Wintery Empire.” Player (M) [Mó Yú Hùn Běn Zhēn Jūn] refused without hesitation. Wasn’t it better to live comfortably in the Wintery Empire than to live in a desolate desert like the Orc Royal Court with a bunch of smelly Orcs?
“Is that so…” Pet’s expression was filled with regret and loneliness. For reasons unknown, he impulsively said, “If one day we are forced to fight each other, I will spare your lives.”
Player (M) [Mó Yú Hùn Běn Zhēn Jūn] and Nobody Does Human Things were stunned for a moment. Then, Player (M) [Mó Yú Hùn Běn Zhēn Jūn] chuckled and said, “As long as you abide by the laws of the Wintery Empire and do not engage in any activities that affect the public order of the Wintery Empire, we will never have to cross swords~”
“I understand.” Pet smiled freely. He cast one last look at Player (M) [Mó Yú Hùn Běn Zhēn Jūn] and Nobody Does Human Things before turning decisively and leaving Black River City.
“We will meet again!” His rough voice carried on the twilight wind, lingering in Player (M) [Mó Yú Hùn Běn Zhēn Jūn] and Nobody Does Human Things’ ears. In the sunset, the Orcs’ figures gradually disappeared into the yellow sand.
“Is the Tracking Spell Array ready?” After a while, Nobody Does Human Things asked.
“It’s ready.” Player (M) [Mó Yú Hùn Běn Zhēn Jūn] smirked with a smug smile. “This foolish Orc would never imagine that we would give them the mediums as souvenirs… and they’ll definitely treasure these souvenirs…”
