But he couldn’t say any of that out loud, and could only hope William would take his earlier words seriously enough.
This exchange could only be described as utterly baffling to everyone else; only the Princess and Antitina’s group, who already knew some of the inside story, managed to understand a small part of it. But as for the prediction about the continent’s future—that was simply not something they could speculate about. In fact, given Brand’s identity, his vision was already more than a little exceptional.
The nobles cared about the interests right in front of them; even Princess Griffine was only concerned about the rise and fall of the Erune Kingdom. The life or death of the continent, the tides of history—those didn’t seem like things Mortals ought to concern themselves with.
Fortunately, William didn’t seem inclined to pursue the question too deeply.
Macaro finally seemed to catch on. From William’s words, he could barely piece together that this famed Great Mage had come here for something important. Yet before today, he had never heard even a hint about this "important something" from any side.
He looked at the Princess with great displeasure.
Princess Griffine seemed prepared for this and answered calmly, "Lord Overwell, Lord Macaro, since we invited you here today, we would not hide it from you. However, this matter is of great consequence, and we must be cautious in all things. I ask for your understanding."
Hearing this answer, Macaro frowned slightly.
"Mortal, put away your displeasure. She is right. Compared to the miracle you are about to witness, your private selfishness is nothing more than dust on the surface of a gemstone." William suddenly swept a glance over in this direction and gave a cold reminder.
His words immediately made everyone fall silent, as if their tongues had frozen.
The authority of the Silver Alliance Mage leader was fully revealed in that moment.
Only then did Brand order Barbara and her group to Teleport everyone into those underground ruins. They passed through the long corridor, and this time in the Dark, that spider queen seemed to sense William’s Existence from somewhere beyond understanding. Like pure animal instinct, it actually let these uninvited guests wander back and forth through its tunnels without ever showing itself. This point left Brand thoroughly depressed.
It’s like you have to understand the frustration of a player who brings a High-level NPC along to casually farm a boss, only for the boss to cunningly hide away.
The party moved rather slowly through the Dark.
Because, unlike last time, they were not in flight for their lives, everyone could spare the time to carefully observe the scenery around them. The underground corridor stretched out amid a crisscrossing web of fissures; some were carved by human hands, others works of Nature itself. Cracks radiated in all directions, making the entire underground ruins look like a gigantic spiderweb.
In that sense, the place suited its master perfectly.
Half an hour later, everyone finally reached the prayer room from that day. The prayer room still maintained its former appearance, steeped in Dark, and even that Array on the ground remained completely intact.
William Pest only took one glance at the Array, then let out a soft "Eh?" "This is a witch inheritance. So they really are connected to that thing. The rumor says the Miner people carried it into the glaciers, but in fact, the witches’ history is much older than the Miner people’s."
Among everyone present, probably only Brand and the female Fairy Tania behind the Old Mage understood those words, and even the white cat in Romantic’s arms flickered its eyes. The Great Mage was talking about the history before Babel Fortress fell, which was tied to which Bloodline the Sky Blue Knight actually inherited from.
The Great Mage placed his hand on the Teleportation Array, then frowned and pulled it back. "This Array is Bloodline-locked. It’s practically the strongest form of safeguard you can have." He turned back to look at Brand and asked, "But you should already have prepared a countermeasure, yes?"
"Of course," Brand looked back. "Sugar Jar."
...
(PS: Three consecutive Chapters, ten thousand words total, still making up the backlog! Still making up! Also, from today on, please call me ’the ten-thousand-words-a-day strong baboon’! I opened a Sina Weibo account under the name Fei Yan FF—begging for mutual follows, begging for attention. There’s not much content yet... but in order to drive my IQ below the lower limit, I ask everyone to work hard at it!)(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to go to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast recommendation tickets and Monthly Tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)