Chapter 815 Visitors
815 Visitors
Lisa knew that she wasn't the real target of the Time Manipulators. It just happened that she was sensed by the two while investigating Vale's traces in the Royal Castle of the Ruri Kingdom…
Chad knew what Lisa was thinking, so he immediately explained what had happened over the past few years.
She learned that the Time Manipulators had already been enslaved by Vale and were now working tirelessly every day. This was also thanks to the messenger she had used to relay the message to Vale.
Lisa heaved a sigh of relief after hearing what had happened. She felt weakened once again after her body relaxed.
Chad then swiftly assisted her in lying on the soft bed that Aubrey had prepared.
***
Meanwhile, at Vale's castle in the Forbidden Forest, the morning sun painted the treetops in hues of gold and green.
Atop a hill, not too far from the castle, shrouded by ancient oaks, a ritual formation was arranged.
It seemed like it was a mosaic of engravings etched into the earth.
In this area, the atmosphere was filled with thick Arcane Energy due to the various Formation Arts that were arranged.
Within the Formation Arts, an altar stood at the center. It was a slab of obsidian, its surface was filled with Rune Arts that not even Magnus or the Immortals working for Vale knew about.
During this time, two figures moved swiftly around this area—their Arcanist Robes were even billowing with grace as they worked…
One of them was Time Manipulator Gin. His robe, midnight blue, clung to his lean frame. His fingers traced the sigils on the altar as if markings them with his temporal energy.
Beside him stood Darius, another Time Manipulator, and he was about larger than Gin. His robe was a deep crimson this time, and of course, they were made by Magnus himself...
Darius seemed to have worked a lot over the past few years as he grew his beard and mustache. There were many lines of silver in his hair at this point.
Nonetheless, his hands, calloused and steady, arranged the sacrificial materials—an array of rare herbs, a vial of unknown liquid, and a shard of mystical stone.
"Are you certain about this, Gin?" Darius's voice rumbled. "The Golden Key—its power is beyond reckoning. I'm not sure if this Formation will hold once we open that gate."
Gin nodded, his gaze unwavering. "Kyle's Avatar confirmed it… He'll do something about the stability of this realm… I hear he has a connection with the Fortune Goddess… It should be fine." he said.
"The Celestial Prison Realm awaits. I'm sure that there's someone there that could help Kyle's real body." Gin explained.
Darius grunted. "And what of our own fate?."
"True… We don't know what will happen to us if the other Time Manipulators are found using the Golden Key without their permission." Gin admitted.
"But we can just trust Kyle's plan on this matter. In any case, we won't be alone there… Once the Vampire was found… We will be fine roaming the Prison Realm…" He continued.
However, as they spoke, the air shimmered—a distortion in the air occurred and that heralded the arrival of the Airship.
It flew above them and headed straight to the castle.
Soon, it descended to the nearby dockyard… f𝗿𝐞ewebno𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝐨m
This Airship was a lot smaller than the ones owned by Kyle's Merchant Group.
Nonetheless, it was a sleek vessel adorned with silver runes. Its hull bore the emblem of the Milton Kingdom's Police Force!
The two Time Manipulators were certainly curious, but seeing that Magnus was already on it, they decided to just look at the passengers of the Airship with their senses before retracting them back.
They realized that the arrival of the Airship had nothing to do with them, so they decided to continue with their work.
***
Meanwhile, Magnus wasn't expecting a visitor today, but because of their identity, they had received permission to dock.
Soon, the passengers of the airship alighted.
Their leader, Police Inspector Victor, stepped forth—a man of steel-gray eyes and a no-nonsense demeanor. His uniform bore the insignia of the familiar police force but Magnus also noticed that the others weren't simple.
"I'm honored to be welcomed by the Great Magnus himself…" Victor said, his voice crisp.
"I'm Inspector Victor. These are my team: Agent Thorne, Occult Specialist Noah, and Paranormal Investigator Priscilla…"
Magnus nodded at them and he even recognized Agent Thorne of the Arcane Bureau.
Anyway, Magnus decided to observe the airship that they brought. He was more interested in that airship rather than the matter they had come here for.
"Your airship," Magnus said, "It looked marvelous… It must've been the work of hundreds of craftsmen and dozens of First-Class Runecasters… No, it seemed that the Beast Arts have also assisted in making this masterpiece."
He commented while looking at the small airship…
Although it was small, it was definitely a lot more powerful than that airship they were using as a Merchant Cargo.
Inspector Victor actually liked Magnus' comment since he set up the mood quickly. It seemed that they could get along with this famous, or, perhaps, legendary, Arcanist of the Continent.
Victor then smirked and replied proudly.
"Custom-made," He replied. "Powered by starlight stones, runes, and even beast stones to enhance its durability and ferociousness in battle... It's one of a kind, and you can imagine the amount of resources and money poured into this… I'm feeling honored that you could see its beauty and strength."
"Hahaha… You're right. This airship is one of a kind… You seemed to have forgotten that Demonic Cores and Horns that were used to make the airship… Anyway, why are you here?" Magnus replied.
Victor immediately felt ashamed, but he quickly picked himself up and replied.
"We're here to consult something with the Dragons owned by the Lord Shadow Immortal. There were incidents in the city that needed their attention... We hope to at least clarify a few things with them… I hope that you can help us grant an audience to the mighty beings of the Dragon Realm…"
After hearing this, Magnus felt intrigued as he didn't expect their presence here to be drawn by Vale's Dragons…