City Lord Monroe bid farewell to a somewhat bewildered Sir Sabel, then once again walked gracefully and knocked on the door at the end of the corridor.
âCome in,â a languid voice called from behind the door, seemingly tinged with weariness.
City Lord Monroe pushed open the door and saw Frode, who was still bent over his desk working on documents.
Frode briefly set aside the pile of paperwork, looked up at Monroe and said, âYou look quite pleased with yourself, did Sir Sabelâs response satisfy you?â
âHe has decided to pledge his loyalty to me after learning part of the âtruth,'â Monroe said with a blooming smile. Naturally, he was very happy to have gained such a strong Knight.
âHadnât he already pledged his loyalty to you before? Otherwise, why would he be your city defense captain?â
âThis time itâs different. Sir Sabel has sworn with his Knightâs Soul to become the protector of Originheart City,â Monroe said proudly.
Frode nodded in understanding. For a knight, swearing an oath on oneâs Knightâs Soul is considered the most sacred promise. One could say that before, appointing Sir Sabel as the city defense captain was his job; but now, Sir Sabel has taken an oath to protect Originheart Cityâthatâs faith.
It was no wonder that Monroe was so delighted.
âIt seems that playing the role of judge between him and Tullas these past few days has had a significant impact,â Frode teased casually before asking Monroe about his visit, âJudging by your expression, you seem to have some concerns?â
When it came to the purpose of his visit, Monroeâs joyful expression began to fade, âItâs about Sheriff Tullas. As you know, his character is well-known. Now that heâs been publicly defeated by Knight Sabel, I am worriedâŚâ
âWorried that the position of the sheriff will remain undecided?â Frode raised an eyebrow.
âYes,â Monroe nodded. Tullasâs personality was too distinct, and many people speculated that, given Tullasâs nature, having been beaten by Sabel, the setback must be significant, âEveryone is worried that, just like last time, heâll hide away for months without showing his face.â
The last time Tullas did not return to Originheart City for months was because he had been taken to the Abyss by Angel, naturally making it impossible to return to the Wilderness of Dreams. Frode was aware of this, but there was no need to tell Monroe.
Frode laughed, âDonât worry. Your understanding of Tullas is still too superficial. He has thick skin. He possesses a unique method of âspiritual victoryâ that will allow him to heal himself in a few days.â
A method of spiritual victory? Monroe was somewhat puzzled.
Frode didnât explain further but continued, âItâs true that Tullas likes to be the center of attention, but his demeanor is actually steadier than you think. He sees through many things but chooses not to point them out.â
âRest assured, in a few days, heâll come trotting back,â Frode assured.
Frode had also stored things at Deadâs Church, so he knew well that it was monotonous and boring inside. He estimated that Tullas would get bored in a few days, then shamelessly ask Angel to take him back to the Wilderness of Dreams.
Hearing this, Monroe was still doubtful but couldnât question Frode, so he merely nodded and left.
Frode thought it would be a few days until Tullas returned to the Wilderness of Dreams, but, in fact, on the very same day, Tullas came back as if nothing had happened, smiling from ear to ear.
Accompanying Tullas was Angel.
Frode immediately greeted them and murmured softly, âMy lord.â
âHave you thought it through outside? Now, itâs time for you to get to work,â Angel said, looking at Tullas, who in a moment of realization turned and left, muttering:
âAnyway, Sabel is already dead, without a soul, just a wisp of consciousness. What does it matter if he beats me? Let him try to fight me in reality.â
âAlso, if you count by the age when he was alive, I am much younger than he was. Heâs so old, and when I was competing, I was holding back deliberately, intending to lose to him.â
âThatâs right, no doubt,â
Muttering various excuses, Tullas seemed to regain his morale and swaggered over to the balcony, jumping straight down from the top of Sky Tower.
Because Angel was there, Frode refrained from speaking, but if it had been any other day, he would have started chasing after Tullas and scolding him. Jumping down from here would definitely create a hole in the ground, and it would be a hassle for the city construction team, an unnecessary waste of manpower!
After Tullas left, Frode asked quietly, âMy lord, did you come here to see me for some reason?â
Angel nodded: âIndeed, there is something.â
âWait a moment, if all goes well, I will bring some people into the Wilderness of Dreams. They are all servants who have watched me grow up, and I am very close to them.â
Frode had heard Angel mention this before, and now that Angel brought it up again, he immediately understood, âMy lord, please rest assured, I will personally make arrangements for them, and I have already set up corresponding tasks for them to ensure they integrate into Originheart City right away.â
While speaking, Frode took out several sheets of paper from the desk and handed them to Angel.
Written on the paper were the tasks that these servants were about to undertake, none of them were authoritative roles, but rather light duties with extensive public contact, which could help them quickly get to know and become part of Originheart City.
Angel nodded in satisfaction, naturally having full confidence in Frodeâs arrangements.
His purpose for coming this time was to bring Tullas into the city and also discuss the servantsâ arrangement with Frode. Having stated his purpose, Angel intended to return to reality first, but on his way out, he accidentally caught sight of some documents on Frodeâs desk.
âAnomalous Events Investigation Report?â Angel looked curiously at the text on the cover, âHavenât you been recently writing âObservations of Dream Wildernessâ Volume Two? What is this then?â
âThis is actually related to the second volumeâs content as well, itâs about the supplementary chapter on the elusive powers of the Wilderness of Dreams.â Frode replied, âSince the order in Originheart City has been established and the cityâs affairs are managed by Monroe, whom I trust very much, I thought about searching for those elusive powers. The Anomaly Investigation Group was specifically set up for that.â
The elusive powers⌠Angel immediately recalled that when he first obtained the powers from the Principal Body of the Nightmare Domain, there was a part of the power he did not fuse with himself but let dissipate, merging with the Wilderness of Dreams itself.
However, to date, Angel had no idea what the dissipated power was because there had been no anomalies. Of course, power doesnât necessarily manifest as anomalies, but since itâs power, itâs definitely a form of rule.
The Anomaly Investigation Group established by Frode was seeking out this rule.
After skimming through the âAnomalous Events Investigation Reportâ, Angel didnât find anything unusual. Most of it consisted of rumors⌠the majority of which were just products of the publicâs hysteria, which is why almost every report was concluded with Frodeâs correction: rumor.
Those not labeled as ârumorâ were simply because they hadnât been verified yet.
After reading the report, Angel had no hopes for this Anomaly Investigation Group.
Rules are like undercurrents lurking in the deep sea; even if you reach the depths, you may not detect these fleeting currents, let alone be sure to step into the deep sea.
To truly find this elusive power, one would probably have to search within the Principal Body of the Nightmare Domain itself.
But Frode was ultimately working for his own sake, and Angel didnât want to discourage him, so he just nodded and offered a few words of praise.
Having left Frodeâs place, Angel returned to reality. The moment he opened his eyes, he felt a strong wave of energy coming from afar.
He stepped out onto the balcony to look.
He saw a black metallic flying vehicle, pulled by three vibrant fire phoenixes, flying in from the gloomy horizon.
The fire phoenixes were brilliant red, akin to flames burning at their peak. The trio swept across the sky, spectacularly striking.
The flying vehicle drawn by the fire phoenixes resembled the pumpkin carriage from fairy tales, with an oblate shape, windows, doors, and intricate patterns etched all over.
At the heart of these extending patterns was a motif: a gorge beneath swirling smoke and clouds.
Seeing this badge, or rather this emblem, Angel almost immediately confirmed the identity of the visitors.
This emblem was the unique mark of the Witcher Organizationâs Storm Gorge, and Suise with his red hair hailed from Storm Gorge, so the owner of the fire phoenix flying vehicle needed no further explanation.
After a series of shrill cries, the fire phoenixes performed a wide loop in the sky and finally, with the exquisite vehicle in tow, came to rest upon the cloud earth.
Once the flying vehicle touched down, the fire phoenixes released themselves from the reins and stood, sat, or lay near Metheor, appearing to be quite comfortable.
At that moment, the door of the flying vehicle opened, and two tall men emerged first.
It was indeed the conspicuous red-haired Suise and the gentlemanly dressed Sanders.
Once the two of them had landed, a strange force field wrapped in geometric patterns floated out from the vehicle.
Seeing the geometric pattern forming the shield force field, Angel immediately recognized it; this was his Geometric Lock.
Given that the Geometric Lock was now in an unlocked state, the person inside it, undoubtedly, should be the mastermind they had captured on this tripâRolando.
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