Chapter 354: Signs of Danger (1/2)

[Volume 5 – A Distance Within Reach]

Twilight pensively extended a finger and pointed to her own lips. “I’m just curious. Let me guess, the reason you’re being attracted to Evernight Continent is perhaps related to Great Monarch Andruil? The Black Winged Monarch’s greatest masterpiece is the Wings of Inception, a weapon with sentience. It is truly unimaginable!”

“Were you being so long-winded just to say this?”

“Perhaps. You know I’m too bored and there’s rarely anyone to talk to. There are only groups of useless people outside, and I couldn’t be bothered to spare them a glance. Let’s continue—the Wings of Inception flew away right in front of our eyes. It is truly inconceivable that there’s actually someone with a bloodline closer to the Black-Winged Monarch than a primo.”

Twilight shot a glance at Nighteye. “But in any case, we weren’t able to find the whereabouts of the Wings of Inception even with the Grand Prince’s secret art. Finding it again after such a long time is an impossible mission. It’s unlikely you’re here for the Wings of Inception or the Great Monarch’s other hidden treasure. Then, maybe you’re here for…”

“Enough!” Nighteye was finally showing faint traces of anger.

Twilight laughed in a muffled tone. Her trailing voice rose swiftly with an explicable allure. She moved closer to Nighteye and said softly, “You’re here for a certain person, someone who may or may not be related to the Black-Winged Monarch. Did I guess right?”

Nighteye suddenly calmed down and replied indifferently, “You’re very much correct.”

Twilight laughed lightly. “No matter what you say, the answer is already in my heart. Well then, I won’t disturb you anymore. Enjoy your last period of freedom, my most beloved sister.”

Twilight walked toward the exit but came to a sudden pause just as she was passing by the desk. She brushed away the scattered books on the table and revealed a paper pressed down at the very bottom. Upon that paper was a half-portrait of a certain person, drawn vividly with concise lines.

That was a human youth whose civilian identity was made evident by the style and texture of his clothes. He appeared fairly young and was looking straight forward with a clear and tranquil expression.

That was actually Qianye’s image from his days in Lighthouse Town.

Nighteye turned around like a tempest and shouted furiously, “What are you doing?!”

Twilight didn’t give Nighteye any opportunity. She grabbed the paper rapidly and scanned it a couple of times before raising her head. There was an inexplicable cruelty within her bewitching smile. “This is the reason you came to Evernight Continent?”

Nighteye began to feel a chill on her body. Her eyes gradually turned abstruse as she said slowly, “Twilight, you’re courting death.”

“Can you kill me?” Blood energy also began to surge on Twilight’s body, and it was much more powerful than Nighteye’s.

Nighteye’s eyes were now completely suffused with fresh blood, and Twilight’s figure suddenly appeared within it. However, blood energy churned madly and gushed out of the latter’s body, covering her in layers of scarlet mist. The almost-formed image in Nighteye’s sanguineous eyes became distorted and was even about to disappear.

The two stood opposite one another, but the battlefield immediately shifted into Nighteye’s eyes. There, Twilight’s figure was struggling, at times clear and at times blurry. It was as though they were in a stalemate—Twilight’s figure was unable to disappear, but Nighteye wasn’t able to completely seize her and force her to materialize.

This was a battle free of smoke, but it was even more vicious than real guns and blades.

Twilight suddenly raised the paper in her hands and Nighteye’s gaze turned cold upon seeing this.

“There’ll be no conclusion if we keep on going like this. You can’t kill me, at least not now. And I, have similarly important reasons not to kill you. So, why don’t we talk?”

Nighteye slowly nodded and Twilight’s figure finally faded from within her eyes. She said in a low voice, “Put down that paper.”

Twilight’s lips curved up in an enigmatic smile. “Is this person so important to you?”

Nighteye replied indifferently, “That’s not something you should be paying attention to.”

“Perhaps I should go and take a look at him.” The moment she spoke such words, Twilight felt an even sharper killing intent press down upon her. She broke out in a laughter. “See? Aren’t you so anxious right now?”

Nighteye’s gaze was incomparably serene, but her killing intent grew progressively denser.

Twilight finally withdrew her insincere smile and said seriously, “Relax, I only want to go and take a look. I won’t do anything. Why should I do anything to a human ant? Let’s make a deal. It’s not convenient for you to go out recently, but I have no such limitations. I’ll go check up on him and see how he’s doing. If he’s in trouble and I’m in a good mood, I might even help him out a little bit. What say you?”

“Nothing.”

“Such a clear-cut refusal?”

Nighteye sneered. “You can’t find him.”

“That’s not a certainty.”

Nighteye turned silent for a moment and said, “What exactly do you want?”

Twilight’s expression finally turned fervent and uttered word-by-word, “The Black-Winged Monarch’s essence blood!”

“That’s impossible because I’ve already used it,” Nightly replied calmly.

“Is that so? Then that’s quite regretful.” Twilight said nothing more. She glanced at the drawing in her hand and let out a whistle. She then placed it back on the table as though she were truly regretful and then left the room.

Nighteye stood in place for a good while before walking toward the table. She picked up the portrait and gazed silently at the youth who still bore a wisp of naivety. This was Qianye’s appearance when she had first met him, and he had already changed a lot since then. At the thought of this, Nighteye sighed softly and her tightened back relaxed somewhat.

Twilight left the castle when night fell. She turned into a black figure which vanished into the distance in the blink of an eye. She arrived at the base of a lonely and desolate mountain deep in the night. Hidden behind a certain thicket therein was an entirely dark and inexplicably eerie wooden house.

Twilight arrived before this house and entered.