Chapter 694 (1/2)
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
After a while, Kersemens finally woke up.
When this “Lord of the Wolves” opened its eyes, his eyes revealed cluelessness, or even soft, feeling. This was compatible with its petite body, which did give quite a “fragile and delicate” feel.
But it soon regained sobriety. Blazing flames of anger were rising in its eyes as it roared loudly.
Although Sui Xiong did not understand wolf language, Kersemens’ will had long reached the minds of everyone around him.
Basically, this was what it meant, “Where the hell are those long-ear beings? Get out of here now! I’ll fight you till the end! Today, it’s either you die, or I perish!”
Sui Xiong sighed and said, “Can’t you calm down first? Take a look around you.”
Kersemens was a little taken aback. Of course, it did not understand the lingua franca of the place it was in, but it could feel Sui Xiong’s will.
This means of conversing via will did not exist during its time. Back when the Elven Race was fighting him in battle, they used to curse and shout furiously at it using their ancient elvish language. So it did know that foreign language. However, it was dead sure it did not know the language spoken by this green and round guy who had a few branches hanging around him while floating in mid-air. Yet, it could understand what the other party meant… this was so strange!
Under the influence of curiosity, its attitude clearly softened quite a bit. It no longer roared and howled angrily, but instead swept the surroundings with its golden eyes.
This one look made it even more confused—in its memories, it led the Wolf Army in the attack of one of the bordering towns of the Elf Kingdom. As a result, it encountered a huge army of elven soldiers that were combat-ready in full battle array. Amid a fierce battle, several powerful old elves had used a joint spell to entrap it. Then it lost consciousness. But now, the surrounding environment was clearly not the battlefield it was originally on. Though there were two long-eared beings around it, from their mannerisms, it knew that that strange and green ball was their leader… How strange, since when did these arrogant long-eared beings allow anyone else to be their leader?
After a moment of hesitation, it opened its mouth again. But this time, it was not a wolf howl. Instead, it was a tone that sounded like a song with complex rhythmic changes. Though it sounded slightly awkward, it was quite pleasing to the ears.
Ancient elvish language.
All who were present knew the ancient elvish language. Clarhott Pasteur was part of the legacy of the ancient Elf Kingdom in the first place. Arcaian Pasteur, being his great-grandson, also acquired the ancient elvish language since young. Sui Xiong had picked up this language during his remediation for the “General Knowledge of the Gods.” He felt that this language would be helpful when he had to read up on various ancient information. So the moment Kersemens opened its mouth to speak, they all understood what this “Lord of the Wolves” was saying.
“This place… where is this?”
“This is my God’s Kingdom,” said Sui Xiong as he smiled. With his Divine Power, he removed the chains used to lock Kersemens up, and likewise in ancient elvish language, he replied, “I’m… probably after you were sealed…”
He turned to look at Clarhott and asked, “How many years was that?”
Clarhott made a mental calculation and said, “23,119 years.”
Sui Xiong nodded. Then to Kersemens, he said, “There, it’s been more than 23,119 years since you were first put under a seal.”
“23,119 years?” asked Kersemens. A blank expression appeared on his pale face that sported some features. “What do you mean?”
Sui Xiong was surprised for a moment, then asked, “Do you know what a ‘year’ is?”
“Of course, I know. A year is when the weather changes from hot to cold once. Every time the weather is not too hot or not too cold, that is the season for the wolves to breed.”
“So, you have no concept of what 23,000 means?”
Kersemens was silent for a moment. Then it raised both hands and started counting on its fingers.
“One, two, three, four, five…” Then, it was obviously stuck for a moment before it continued counting, “Fifteen, twenty-five, thirty-five, forty-five…”