Chapter 527: Witch (2/2)
Carrying an ancestor with her, that was simply too overpowered.
After inwardly envying her for a moment, a big question popped into Marvin's mind.
”You used Flicker…”
”Hold on, how much lifespan do you have left?”
His expression became serious.
Isabelle smiled and assured, ”Enough to use.”
Marvin frowned. Although Hammons were Innate Assassins, their gift came at a price.
Marvin had looked for water from a Fountain of Youth in order to increase Isabelle's lifespan.
Even now that she had advanced to Legend rank and her body was very powerful, her vitality still seemed very weak.
”Don't look at me like that. Kid.” The Wisp muttered moodily, ”I keep trying to restrict her use of her innate abilities, but she doesn't listen to me.”
”I already spent all I had to maintain her lifespan, but she always said that there was no need for a long life. If there was enough she would use it, what kind of logic is that?”
Marvin looked at Isabelle and sincerely requested, ”Innate abilities, can you please not use them if you don't absolutely need them?”
The Wisp disdainfully said, ”She won't listen to your advice.”
But then, Isabelle agreed with a smile, ”Okay.”
The Winter Assassin suddenly exploded!
...
Although meeting a friend in this place was a very gratifying event, Marvin didn't want to stay in the same place for too long.
The Dream Shrine had many people in the Hunting Ground. If that Wayn let go of his pride and took the initiative to look for the Cleric and those Paladins, then Marvin's side would likely face great difficulties.
Isabelle killed Swift by taking advantage of the Winter Assassin's power and her own innate abilities to catch him off-guard.
If he had been focused and less dismissive of her, Isabelle's attacks would have been less effective.
The two travelled together and quickly moved along.
With the Winter Assassin as a chatterbox, the trip wasn't lonely.
That person had already lost all his restraints. He didn't hide anything from Marvin and told everything he knew about this place.
”So you say you came here specifically for Cold Light's Grasps?”
Marvin was a bit surprised. He originally thought that Isabelle had been dragged in like him, but it turned out that she had taken the initiative of entering the Wilderness Hall.
”Nothing I can do, who told that hateful Witch to say that the only way to remove her Witchcraft was to get hold of Cold Light's Grasps?”
The Wisp seemed especially helpless as he muttered, ”Even if I'm very doubtful of the veracity of her words, who wouldn't try?”
”Moreover, the daggers are a very powerful Artifact. I was able to ambush even Gods when I was at my peak thanks to this Artifact's strength. Isabelle needs weapons that suit her strength.”
Marvin nodded.
But he had a strange feeling about the story.
How was this matter related to the Witches?
According to the Winter Assassin, a Witch snatched his Cold Light's Grasps one day and reached the Crimson Wasteland before leaving the Artifact in the Wilderness Hall.
As for the matter of the Winter Assassin being turned into a wisp by the Witch, it wasn't too clear.
It's just that the Witch very ”kindly” left him an escape route.
When the Wilderness Hall came into being again because of some insiders, if he managed to get a hold of Cold Light's Grasps, her Witchcraft would be removed.
”Why did that Witch bring Cold Light's Grasps inside the Wilderness Hall?” Marvin was a bit curious as he wondered aloud, ”Oh right, what was that Witch's name?”
The Winter Assassin ground his teeth and spat out a name:
”Hathaway.”