Chapter 516 - 462 : Help and Desire (1/2)
After having said his part, Timos no longer spoke, leaving a spooked Arthur alone. The parasite spent some time to collect his thoughts then sat back on the chair, waving his hand to Vyncent, signaling him that everything is alright.
The bearded young man finished his last piece of meat, licked his fingers then drank a bit of water. When he was fully satiated, he took a deep breath and shifted his attention to the eerie silent moving skeleton that was gazing at him, attentively and unobstructively.
When he was certain that he got Vyncent's full attention, Arthur said:
”How long have you been here?”
The blond man shrugged his shoulders and gave a vague answer: ”Months? Years? Time flows differently in this world and I, for one, haven't been keeping count. Got other things in my mind, things more important than counting how much time I spent in this hell.”
”Then how did you end up here?”
Vyncent lifted his head and watched the sky, bloody red, illuminated by an ominous moon, so very close to the world… seemingly about to crash into it.
”An unfortunate accident. Honestly, if I can go back in time, I would still follow this path. It's either this or dying by the King's assassins.”
His face lacked its craftiness and previous brightness, under the bloody light coming from above, his expression was dim and his face devoid of any innocence. This world hardened his heart and changed his mentality, for the better or worse, nobody knows.
Arthur glanced at Lissandra, who was still eating, only to hear an answer to his thoughts almost immediately.
”I accidentally found her when I was scouting an enemy base. She told me she came from a world called Astria, there was a portal that connected the two worlds.”
Lissandra, albeit busy filling her belly, still heard their conversation. She cleared her stuffed throat and explained:
”Under the Eastern Continent, there was a cave from which the Cthulhu arrived. Deep inside, there's an orange portal that brought me here.”
With one hand under his skeletal chin, Arthur pondered for a few moments before asking again:
”This cave? Where is it exactly?”
The women expected such a question so she honestly answered: ”Apparently, there are many entrances. The one I used is located far North, somewhere around ancient elven ruins.”
She paused for a second, trying to remember the cave, then resumed: ”Apart from a few simple traps, there was nothing special about the cave. However…”
As she stopped once again, the green flame inside Arthur's eye-socket started restlessly flickering, giving Lissandra the creeps. She knew it wasn't on purpose but, as a mortal, emotions such as fear, anger and such, are a common occurrence. Cultivators can, more or less, control their emotions, however, mortals heavily relied on emotions, which define their existence.
After struggling for a bit, Lissandra managed to spit the words which got stuck in her throat.
”However, at the end of the cave, I stumbled upon shocking things. Wall paintings. To be precise. You'd have to pay them some attention to know their meaning… they relay the past and present events… as well as future ones.”
”Future events? Could you elaborate?”
”Yes, sure.” She nodded her head and stated: ”There weren't many paintings but each one of them was too accurate. I cannot recreate them but I can speak of what I saw; An army of undead, millions of them, as well as the four Divine Beasts, all marching toward the same direction. The World Tree attacked and scorched by alien forces, mainly angels. A man in black using a scroll on top of a valley.”
”Anything else?”
”Yes but uh… it was a long time ago for me and I can't properly remember them.”