Chapter 2431: Chapter 2426: The Prophet Is Dead (37)

Just saying, the drink is lacking, but the place is decent.

In the blink of an eye, another Demigod appeared.

At a glance, Lady Crystal’s expression was complex, but for a moment she only focused on Akasha and the outsiders beside her, without hastily breaking the silence.

It’s understandable. After spending so much effort and even taking risks to seek them for so long, finding the concerned parties casually lounging in the bar, a bit of emotion is easy to understand.

Not to mention, compared to the last time she appeared at this place, Crystal’s demeanor has become much more subtle.

Only a slight chill was brought, without freezing the surroundings into ice lumps.

"Just now they shared something interesting, it seems what’s behind the door isn’t as promising as the Prophet claimed, so they even went there and returned."

As the one arranging this meeting, Lord Holle seemed in better spirits, talking more than usual.

As he spoke, he gestured towards Fu Qian, clearly worried that Lady Crystal had just arrived and missed the explosive content before, he quickly summarized.

Overall, one could sense that Holle maintained some skepticism toward this explanation.

After all, even while lounging here in decadence, he couldn’t be unaware of the current situation at the Unseen Hillock.

A group of Demigods has been in a stalemate on the other side of the door for so long, yet suddenly there’s news of such a breakthrough.

Even the concerned party staying calm after hopes are dashed would make anyone doubt the authenticity.

Not to mention the two who brought the news don’t have a great reputation.

"Indeed, it’s interesting because at least I can confirm that Lord Andiel truly went in and came back."

With Holle being so enthusiastic, Crystal couldn’t maintain her aloofness, nodding slightly at that moment.

...

See, that’s why everyone had to run over to the Prophet Mansion.

Without being at the hotspot, information can become unreliable.

Otherwise, Lord Holle should know by now, that an outsider truly walked through that door.

And not show a face of defeat in disbelief at Crystal’s words.

"Are you feeling alright?"

Compared to that, Expert Fu carried himself much better, not minding the two discussing him face-to-face, cheerfully greeting Crystal, even offering a bit of concern.

"Not so well, it seems you’ve lost something of mine."

Slightly provoked by the remark, Crystal’s eyebrow twitched, her tone unfriendly.

"Please believe it wasn’t intentional; mainly it’s because you yourself didn’t want to return."

Fu Qian shook his head, casually defending himself.

Though his reasoning sounded abstract, leading to Lord Holle’s astonishment lingering still.

"I see... Then just let it be for now."

However, as the concerned party, Crystal’s gaze flickered at that moment.

After a moment of contemplation, she directly expressed that the matter shall be set aside for now, not pursued further.

It’s normal, it might sound illogical at first, but precisely knowing the real effect of that Amber could lead to such a description.

Clearly, Andiel not only knows the true function of what was given to him, but very likely has already used it.

"So can you explain my situation?"

True to her word, the next moment Crystal turned sharply toward Akasha.

"I apologize... But at the moment, I still can’t explain."

Crystal naturally referred to the "egg" appearing on her, which Akasha openly admitted.

While her face showed apology, she refused to cooperate.

...

The atmosphere suddenly became more rigid than before; although Akasha’s tone was subtle, her stance was firm, clearly disinclined to reveal the underlying reasons anytime soon.

So much that Crystal, ready to interrogate, seemed at a loss for what to do without intending to resort to action.

Faced with such a scene, Fu Qian, who adhered to the principle of muddying the waters, was just enjoying the spectacle, not revealing Akasha’s involvement in criminal activities.

"Interesting... But you all take your time talking, I’m off to drink more."

Ultimately, the first to speak was the Ashen Messenger, at one point Holle’s tightened brows relaxed, indicating his task was complete.

Speaking, he even stood up with the unbroken cup, ignoring the incident.

His carefree demeanor, even disregarding what lies behind the door, as if the world’s end has nothing to do with him.

"So, what’s the situation with the desserts you left in the restaurant?"

Casual in spirit, Fu Qian didn’t intend to persuade, instead looking at Akasha and company, suddenly asking a strange question.

The key to muddling the waters is to hit the sore spot.

"Desserts" naturally referred to Catherine, the restaurant’s night shift waitress.

Upon hearing this question, the atmosphere between Akasha and Crystal became exceedingly awkward.

"Everything is normal, thanks for your help earlier."

Under Crystal’s sharp gaze, Akasha reluctantly answered, indicating no worries, sensing Catherine was in good health.

"So despite being alone for so long, the Lord spared her? Interesting."

However, Fu Qian’s thoughts evidently drifted elsewhere, watching the ignored and finally awkwardly departing Holle.

"When did you say the Lord left?"

...

If Catherine were more rationale, she should know working there held no future, best to stick with me and Crystal.

Her initial ordeal was a close call, and the Lord targeting her also faced little harm, likely to act again anytime.

Unfortunately, her instinctive fear of the Predator led Catherine to seek false security in the familiar environment.

While respecting her choice, Fu Qian didn’t mind further utilizing her value.

The enlightenment the Lord received from the Unseen Hillock remains unknown.

Fu Qian wondered if it’s merely encouraging him to be righteous, becoming a justice ally.

"Just before you all arrived... Honestly, I was surprised he’d come to find me."

No need for persuasion, Holle had stopped, pondering aloud.

"I have little rapport with the Lord, nor did he disclose any valuable information to me, logically he’d expect refusal before coming—"

Crunch!

As yet another sound echoed, Holle’s surviving wineglass finally shattered into pieces, blood dripped from the tightly clutched hand.

A Demigod’s physical strength naturally exceeds just this, what pierced through Holle’s palm were his own sharp fingertips.

In the dim light, the blood was seen to shimmer with an unusual gray tint.

"He didn’t invite you for drinks or anything, did he?"

Witnessing such a scene, Fu Qian couldn’t refrain from clicking his tongue.

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