Reaper of the Martial World

Chapter Book 12: 80: Soft (1)

Book 12: Chapter 80: Soft (1)

After a moment of silence, Berolt roared out in indignance. He looked no different from a madman who had finally reached his final breaking point.

From the very beginning, he had never considered the possibility that Dyon could leave without using one of their teleportation arrays. In fact, when he was eliminating possibilities for where Dyon could be, he had directly thrown out that idea entirely.

It wasn’t that he hadn’t considered talismans. It was just that he ultimately threw out that possibility as well. Talismans of that caliber were too rare, and in order to draw them, one had to be an Empyrean at worst. In addition to this, his granddaughter had told him that Dyon had to rely on their talismans in order to leave that desert bubble world despite calling them crude.

After considering all of this, he had made the conclusion that Dyon couldn’t possibly have something like this in his possession because the selling of talismans of that caliber in their Dark Flame bubble world was far too tightly regulated.

Yet, Dyon’s actions had spat in the face of his so-called intelligence, completely flipping the world he had thought that he understood on its head.

Even putting Berolt’s rage to the side, Baron’s expression was likely the ugliest of the two. The former might have lost a woman he thought of as the love of his life, but Amethyst had never really been his to begin with, he was only living in a fantasy. However, Baron’s actions might truly lead to the end of his life.

The crime of disobeying a golden cauldron was bad enough, but actively trying to harm the was completely unforgivable. Pill Sword Mountain wouldn’t directly act against Berolt, but they would most definitely punish him severely.

Baron’s face shifted through all sorts of unnatural colors, the heavy weight on his heart growing. His only chance to survive was if Dyon died before being able to report his folly.

At that moment, a third streak of light cut through the air. It was obvious to the two old men very quickly that this man was their third accomplice, the Guild Head for the formation guild.

“ODELIA, HOW DARE YOU SELL A TELEPORTATION TALISMAN TO THAT BOY?!”

The two roared practically as one, turning vicious attacks toward their friend of many years. Caught completely off guard by the turn of events, Odelia barely reacted, only managing to put up some thin defenses before getting blasted into the ground and coughing up several mouthfuls of blood.

He wasn’t a match for Berolt alone to begin with, let alone the fact he now had to deal with a second attack that, though weaker, still came from a powerful Immortal Celestial. He was just a formation specialist, what was he supposed to do in this situation exactly?

“What the hell are you two talking about?!”

Maybe it was the level of indignance in his voice, or maybe it was the fact he should have been more on guard against their attacks if he knew he had betrayed them, but the two enraged old men decided not to levy a follow up. However, in their current states, they still didn’t offer an apology, nor did they make any attempts to help the latter.

Odelia could only swallow his anger. “… Just what happened here…”

Finding out the truth through their mouths was like pulling teeth, but when Odelia finally caught a faint glimpse of the truth, his expression was ugly too.

“… And here I thought there would only be good news today…” He muttered.

“Good news? Good news?” Berolt was so enraged that repeated himself, a dark laughter falling out from his mouth and sinking into the ground below.

“Believe it or not, there is still some good news. Remember, according to our original plan, it was my job to make sure he couldn’t use any of the teleportation formations to leave our sphere of influence. If it wasn’t for something extremely good, or extremely bad, do you think I would leave my station and come here?”

Berolt and Baron frowned, waiting for the answer Odelia seemed to be teasing.

“In order to fulfill your request, I created a network array that acts as a relay station for every teleportation array in our Dark Flame bubble world. From its center, I’m able to control and sense the activity of countless places all at once. It’s similar to the system lower level worlds without a Spiritual Sage might use, except more tailored and more crude as well due to the time constraint I was under. But, I was still able to sense a great shift just moments ago… You know what, it’s better if I show you directly.”

Picking himself up from the ground, Odelia quickly brought the two of them to a place, but they were shocked to find that it had been the very place Berolt initially confronted Dyon… the world core!

“Open it, Berolt.”

Frowning, Berolt did as he was asked. The world core was a place that had the absolute highest of security, but for him, it could be opened up no differently from a door. The guards who still stood around in a daze didn’t even say a single word.

What they found once the formation had been opened, however, left all of them speechless.

“… This… It can’t be… Just who is this boy…”

Dyon’s words resounded in their minds.

“You’re welcome.”