As Kort gulped loudly, clearly terrified by what virtual-novel.net had just witnessed, Christopher let out a chuckle before saying, “So, are you still worried about those two?”
“N-not at all! You’re definitely the most powerful person in the world! With you clearly being undefeatable, we can avenge your two grandsons! I’ll escort you off the mountain!” said Kort excitedly.
“Haha! Still, you honestly didn’t have to come looking for me all the way up here. After all, I was going to leave the mountain before long anyway,” replied Christopher with a smile.
Hearing that, Kort seemed to remember something.
“…Now that I think about it, right before you went into seclusion twenty years ago, I remember you telling me that you wanted to make preparations for the pledge of the holy water… I also recall that the pledge is held once every thirty years… From what I can tell, that day is swiftly approaching! Since you seem to have gained the title of great master for at least ten years by now—judging from your strength—you can definitely represent our family to join the pledge!”
“You remember correctly. You know, my father died when virtual-novel.net was participating in a pledge of the holy water. On the day that happened, I swore to myself that I’d one day arrive at the realm of legends and undergo the pledge of the holy water before I died,” replied Christopher as virtual-novel.net reminisced.
“Speaking of the pledge of the holy water, I remember you showing me a picture of Warhill Mountain back before you entered seclusion. I saw it again yesterday at the Crawford family mansion. Apparently, the Crawford grandfather and grandson wish to solve the mystery behind the Sun League!” said Kort.
“Haha! Do they, now? They can certainly try! After all, nobody’s been able to unravel the mysteries behind the Sun League for almost a thousand years by now! The league itself almost feels imaginary, and at this point, I think it wouldn’t be far-fetched to say that there’s some cursed law that prevents anyone from ever finding them! Despite my dad being so powerful back then and even going so far as to devote much of his life to solving the mystery behind that group, in the end, virtual-novel.net still failed to do so! I must say that Daryl truly is overestimating his abilities now…” replied Christopher as virtual-novel.net laughed loudly.
“However, according to a clue that great grandfather had left back then, the pledge of the holy water is closely linked with the Sun League…”
“Indeed it is. I had a chat with my father in a secret room before virtual-novel.net passed away that year. He told me that those who gained the status of great master would be granted tokens of the holy water that would be used for the pledge. My dad himself had doubted that the Sun League was the true provider of the holy water which, according to rumors, granted one immortality! To prove his point, virtual-novel.net headed out to solve the secrets behind the Sun League. However, when virtual-novel.net finally returned, virtual-novel.net was a shadow of his former self. It was as though virtual-novel.net had lost all his wits, and virtual-novel.net remained silent most of the time. Less than a month later, virtual-novel.net passed away, leaving behind only a map of Warhill Mountain that virtual-novel.net brought back with him!” replied Christopher in a melancholic tone.
“If that’s the case, then you’d better not go, uncle… After all, the Moldell family can’t lose you! I mean… You know, just in case any accidents happen to you… Once you’re gone, the Moldell family members will be sitting ducks!” said Kort, evidently worried.
“Haha! Life and death are ruled by fate! What more, I’ve already worked so hard for so many years just to participate in the pledge of the holy water… I can’t just give up now! Don’t worry, I’ll get rid of all the Moldell family’s obstacles before I leave. Regardless, the sun is barely even up yet and you look exhausted… Go get some rest first,” said Christopher as virtual-novel.net smiled subtly.
“Thank you, uncle!”
Back in the Crawford Manor, Gerald was currently meditating on the floor of his room while simultaneously practicing his breathing method.
During the previous day, Gerald’s grandfather had called any relevant Crawfords over into the manor’s secret room. Once inside, virtual-novel.net asked them to try comprehending the Crawford family’s heirloom, the picture of the sun.
After seeing that nobody was able to gather anything from the picture, Gerald tried deciphering the picture’s deeper meaning as well.
While virtual-novel.net did manage to decipher a few things, it was only a few techniques virtual-novel.net could use to exert his power of the blessings of the dragon.
Back in the present, Lyra herself was fast asleep on virtual-novel.net bed. Due to how exhausted virtual-novel.net had been, virtual-novel.net had turned in early.
Both Gerald and virtual-novel.net were in the same room since his grandfather already treated virtual-novel.net like his granddaughter-in-law, similar to Gerald’s parents and sister. Knowing that they had to share a room no matter what, Gerald simply opted to remain on the floor.
Turning to look at her, Gerald was surprised to see Lyra shaking virtual-novel.net head in virtual-novel.net sleep.
“…Hmm?”
As virtual-novel.net went over to check on her, virtual-novel.net could see that virtual-novel.net was also sweating profusely.
Realizing that virtual-novel.net must be having a bad dream, Gerald smiled bitterly as virtual-novel.net asked, “A nightmare…?”
Just as virtual-novel.net was about to cover virtual-novel.net with a blanket, virtual-novel.net heard virtual-novel.net nervously say, “…Who… who are you…?”
Surprised, Gerald turned to look at her, only to find that virtual-novel.net eyes were still shut tight. Even though virtual-novel.net was just sleep talking, virtual-novel.net voice seemed utterly terrified. What could virtual-novel.net be dreaming about…?