Chapter 623 - Deceiver (1/2)
Chapter 623: Deceiver
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Bringing Piasce back to his residence, Celine walked up as soon as he opened the door. Along the way, Link had already used Telepathy to explain everything, so she’d put away her big fire gun and changed into an indoors dress. She even placed some fruits and drinks for guests on the round table in the living room.
“Welcome, Mr. Piasce,” she said, inviting him in with a smile.
Piasce knew Celine’s identity and knew she wasn’t as simple as she looked. The strong sense of danger earlier was probably because of him.
Smiling tightly, Piasce followed Link into the living room.
Link’s home was a vast house. Red Dragon Magicians had designed this duke residency just for him. The living room was open and bright with a vintage circular table in the center.
Link sat down and gestured. “Sit.”
After Piasce sat down, Nana casually sat beside him. She looked relaxed, but her hand rested lightly on her sword’s hilt. Celine sat to Link’s sad, gazing at the blue-skinned creature curiously.
Link didn’t waste time. He reached out, and a glass of steaming mango juice slid soundlessly towards Piasce. “Let’s talk about your background.”
Piasce accepted the drink and took a sip. Then, he composed himself and started thinking back.
Half a minute later, he said, “I come from the Omir Realm. It actually isn’t that far from Firuman. There are only some barren realms in between. Because of certain reasons, my race saw me as a traitor and wanted to execute me. At the last moment, one of my students infiltrated the prison and freed me. I got into my secretly created Void Ferry and escaped from Omir. Right before I escaped, I saw my student get captured with my own eyes. I can still hear his cries of despair…Oh…”
Sighing, Piasce gulped down the juice like it was alcohol. He emptied the cup and Link gave him another one.
Piasce continued. “Fleeing from Omir, I was like a homeless stray dog. I hid and ran through the boundless Void. My people never gave up and still pursued me. I was forced to wander about. Time doesn’t flow in the boundless Void, so I don’t know how long has passed until I accidentally came to Firuman one year ago.”
Here, he looked at Link and chuckled bitterly. “I just wanted to stay a bit to recharge my Void Ferry before continuing, but I was attracted by this world. It’s too similar to Omir. The first time I saw this place, I thought I’d returned home. The mountains, trees, grass, and water are all so strangely familiar, so I stayed. I’d planned to stay a few years before leaving.”
He drank some more mango juice. This time, he tasted it carefully. After another sip, he smiled at Link. “There’s a drink similar to this from my home. It’s called O’ Flower Wine. I used to hate wine like this. I would only sip it at formal social events, but now… Hehe, I find it delicious.”
After another sip, he said to Link, “Lord, my story isn’t that interesting. I just hid and ran like a mouse. Ask whatever questions you have. I’ll do my best to reply.”
Piasce’s story was simple. He was just an escaped criminal running from his pursuers. But things weren’t that simple.
Link knocked on the table. “How many realms did you experience?”
“Not that many, only three. They were all barren realms. One was marginally habitable, so I stayed there for about half a year before leaving.”
“You said that your people keep pursuing you, so you’re forced to wander,” Link continued. “But you’ve been running for quite some time and distance. Isn’t the cost too high to keep chasing you in the Sea of Void?”
The cost of chasing someone would never be more than the rewards after killing him. If the people of Omir kept chasing, it meant that Piasce’s identity was complex. In the Omir Realm, he must be in the upper tier.