194 Truth 2 (2/2)
With a loud ”KA CHA” the door swung open, out came Andrela, Garen and the King of Nightmares.
Andrela leaned against the door of the truck and swung out an oval white silver mirror.
”This is the Argent Mirror, it is also the Mirror of Secret Texts. Stephen, you should know how to use it right?”
He looked at the King of Nightmares.
Stephen nodded,”Of course. I’m still disappointed that I wasn’t able to severely injure Flamingo. Who knew that he wouldn’t even properly fight us, and just run away in the end!”
The King of Nightmares took the mirror over and studied its detailed carvings carefully.
”To unlock it will take some time. Before that happens, perhaps we can go take a look at that group that popped out of nowhere opposing Flamingo?”
”That old woman seemed to know me,” Garen frowned, he reached out to take the mirror from Stephen’s hands. He couldn’t sense any hidden potential, which meant that item wasn’t one of those cursed antiquities.
As he studied the mirror, he seemed to hesitate.
”Those folks said that there’s something about the Will of the Origin in here? What’s that?”
”I’ve never heard of anything like that before,” Andrela shook his head.
Even Stephen was baffled,”that’s why I said we should pay them a visit, they probably know more about this than we do.”
Garen touched the pendant on his chest, it was starting to heat up again. It was heating up irregularly a lot lately for reasons unknown,”Do we have a means of contacting them?”
”It says so on the card.”
Stephen took the mirror over again and studied it,”if we translate the runes and carvings on the mirror, it seems to say that the Hidden Text inside the mirror is a record for a secret sealing technique. It can seal up energy accumulated over time and convert it into a deadly blow when needed. However according to intelligence reports, the Immortal Palace found something similar once too, but I’ve never heard anything about a Will of the Origin.”
”I think I might have an inkling of who that old woman is….” Garen finally found a piece of memory from a distant past that matched the face.
In the old man’s dolphin antique shop, he seen a woman bearing a similar face enter the shop.
He suddenly had a feeling that he was about find out where Sylphalan was very soon.
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In the night.
Following the address given by Julie, the trio quickly arrived at a small jungle by the suburbs.
In the middle of the jungle was a dried out well, this was the entrance as told in the card.
The three of them hesitated, but they could see some light coming from the end of the well. A man in black overalls climbed out from beneath.
”Please follow me. The teacher awaits you below,” the young man greeted the trio respectfully.
The trio could feel that a lot was happening underground, they could even hear the occasional music reverberating from the well.
Following the young man, they took turns climbing into the well, then climbing into a corridor just about the height of a grown man by the left of the well. The corridor quickly opened up to a spacious rock basement.
The walls were made out of rectangular stone bricks that looked pretty well aged. By the corner was a black grand piano with a young girl in black clothes playing a tune on it.
The girl, was Julie.
The music started slowing down before coming to a halt as the trio entered the room.
”Teacher, they are here,” Julie stood up and spoke to the other corner of the room.
It was only then that the Trio noticed that there was an old woman sitting on a black chair made out of ratan by the other corner. Her breath was almost silent, her presence invisible unless announced.
This was the same old woman who sustained heavy injuries earlier in the day.
”Something here makes me incredibly uncomfortable,” the King of Nightmares frowned and sniffed with his nose before covering it with a white silk cloth.
”You have really sharp senses,” the old woman smiled and nodded,”I still haven’t thanked the three of you for your heroic acts earlier today. Had it not been for the three of us, we probably would’ve suffered severe losses.”
”You lost two of your elders, and that still isn’t a severe loss?” Andrela asked rhetorically.
”It’s not,” the old woman nodded,”the two of them were just telekinetic surrogates, their hosts have already started recovering in a secret location. It’s just one severe injury, no big deal.”
”Telekinetic surrogates? One severe injury isn’t a big deal?” Garen repeated her words,”looks like telekinesis is a lot more interesting than I thought.”
”Three of you, please sit and we’ll talk.”
The old woman served up three cups of coffee.