Chapter 162: Diary (2/2)
”I'm truly sorry.” His voice was sincere as he apologized. ”I didn't think it would be this powerful. I have never tried it before.”
Before Yurirl could answer, the flames died down revealing the opponent's side. Jumana was already at his side to protect him from the flames. Neither side was disqualified and the two stared at each other.
Jumana had a barrier in front of her that was still shimmering. Her red hair was waving in the aftermath wind as a terrifying frown overtook her face.
”Phew.” She sighed in relief suddenly. ”I fucking told that geezer that this partners shit is useless. Laymen can never be as proficient as runes masters.” She complained as she dusted herself and pulled the pale young man upward. ”As for you,” She looked at Yurirl and Arthur. ”Good runes you have there.”
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Arthur had underestimated his runes. He has honestly never tried using several runes together, so he was also shocked by the magnitude of the flames. Luckily, he was able to avoid endangering Yurirl's wellness by using his insignia in time.
Despite the mental toll it took on him, his insignia was powerful. It was his trump card if things get weary with the seven families. He didn't think he would need to use it today.
Jumana announced that both participants demonstrated great skills in runes, so it was concluded with a draw. Both Arthur and Carlos passed this round so it would be 26 participants in the next round.
”Thank you,” Yurirl told him when they were heading back toward the room to rest. Arthur was tired mentally but he still wanted to clarify things.
”It was my fault.” Arthur turned to face him with tired eyes. ”I endangered you even though you were helping me.” He bowed his head apologetically. ”For that, I'm sorry.”
Yurirl looked at him for a moment and shook his head. He then looked at Arthur's hand as if he wanted to say something, but refrained.
”Your runes are terrifying.”
”I know.” Arthur lifted his head and grinned. ”I'll make you an artifact in the future.” At his words, Yurirl grinned for the first time today. The two then walked back to the room and Arthur asked Yurirl about his words earlier.
”What did you mean when you said it was fate?” Arthur was more curious than cautious.
”It happened when I was in the ruins of the Immortal Sage,” Yurirl asked the staff to leave them alone before standing outside the inspection room to tell him. ”I read a diary that mentioned someone proficient with runes.”
”There are a lot of people like that.” Arthur frowned but Yurirl simply shook his head.
”Do you know what's my ability is?” Yurirl asked but Arthur shook his head. Most people thought it was Swords-related, but no one was sure. ”It's called Divine Sense.” Arthur almost gaped at this man revealing his secret so easily. ”It allowed me to glimpse at the memories of the diary's writer.”
”And?”
”I saw you.”
”What?” Arthur thought he misheard. Yurirl saw him in someone else's memories? Was it someone he knew? However, why would their diary be in the ruins of the immortal sage?
”I didn't think it was someone, well, alive.” Yurirl frowned. ”However, I saw your face when I was looking through articles related to runes. You can imagine my shock.” He laughed helplessly.
”I still don't understand.” Arthur shook his head. Confused was an understatement to how he felt right now. ”Even then, why did you want to meet me?” Yurirl's motive was on top of Arthur's priorities.
”I asked the sage a question and he gave me the diary of someone else. He said I'd find my answer in it. You're the only clue I have for my question.”
”What question?”
”I can't say.”
”Hah,” Arthur massaged his temples in confusion. He was tired, to begin with, and this just threw his thoughts into turmoil. ”Then, do you know the name of the diary's writer?” Arthur hoped he would understand although he didn't expect an answer.
”Yes,” Yurirl nodded slowly. ”His name…” The sentence stretched until Arthur felt like he wanted to whip it and get the name.
”… is Solomon.”