Chapter 363: Mr. Hopper (2/2)
Arthur said before he walked away from the spirit. The frog didn't chase after him and simply hopped to a different spot. Arthur walked further down the peak, where other spirits interacted with him.
They were all very friendly, and each of them showed Arthur their capabilities. Arthur realized how versatile a spirits master could be by witnessing all of the abilities the spirits had.
The one point that made all the difference was that spirits didn't consume mana but spiritual energy. So, if you have a strong soul and lacking mana, you can win against awakeners using if you had a spirit.
The spirits all tried to establish a contract with him, but Arthur humbly declined. So instead, he asked all of them a single question.
”Is there another visitor in the realm beside me?”
He hoped some of these spirits would understand his meaning, even if his voice was muffled, but they all looked at him with confusion.
He searched for almost two days, walking without stopping before he felt too tired to continue. Finally, he sat on the edge of a highland that overlooked the endless fog.
”GALA?” Arthur shouted, but there was no response. He sighed and swung his legs, thinking of a way to find the witch.
A few giant monsters flew beside him, and one of them was a flying fruit. The fruit looked at him with confusion, as if thinking that Arthur was calling for it. Arthur simply shook his head.
”I'm looking for a friend.” He told the spirit, who seemed to be unwilling to leave him. The spirit got closer to Arthur, hovering a small distance away from him.
”I may be able to help you,”
A voice said to him. Arthur looked at the fruit with amazement, but the spirit simply flew away without caring about him.
”I'm down here!”
The voice said again, and Arthur looked down. Beside his leg was a small spirit that looked like a grasshopper. It jumped on his leg and stood there proudly.
”You can... talk?”
”Yessir, it's rude to be this surprised. Most spirits can communicate, but it's up to luck to find one that knows your language.”
”And how do you speak Yalveran?”
”I was once contracted to a young man who spoke the same language.” The grasshopper said with a sad tone. ”He died, so I returned to the Spirits Realm.”
”I'm sorry to hear that.” Arthur scratched his head. ”Is that the reason that you talked to me?”
”No, sir, it's because you look different. Are you a high-tier spirit or a spiritual creature?” The grasshopper asked with confusion. ”What are these chains?”
”Uh, I don't know.” Arthur scratched his head again. ”I'm not a spirit, but a human. So, I don't know what you talk about.”
”A human?” The grasshopper jumped back in shock, landing on Arthur's knee. ”Heavens, that can't be... a human with this amount of spiritual energy?”
”Someone said the same,” Arthur said as he picked up the grasshopper and stood up. ”Which reminds me: have you seen another visitor of the Spirits Realm?”
”Hm, another visitor?” The grasshopper pondered. ”The Spirits Realm is merely the space between dimensions. So, you might others from other dimensions, making it quite impossible to find someone you know here.”
”That can't be,” Arthur shook his head as he allowed the grasshopper to rest on his shoulder. ”The person I'm looking for told me that I need to find them in the realm.”
”That is indeed strange.” The grasshopper said as it chippered with its legs. ”I think there's someone we can ask.”
”Oh?” Arthur was surprised. ”Who?”
”We call it the bookkeeper: a high-tier spirit that records everything that happens in the Spirits Realm. If you want to find a certain type of spirit, you can ask it.”
”Would it be willing to help a stranger?” Arthur that it would be unlikely.
”Well, it's quite eccentric. I wouldn't rule out anything. Furthermore, you reek of Spiritual Energy. It might be interested in you.” The grasshopper said with expectations.
”Alright.” Arthur nodded. ”What's your name?”
”Call me Mr. Hopper.”