The God of Jesters
Chapter 626 - 9.16.4 She has arrived.

Chapter 626: 9.16.4 She has arrived.

Oddities all around: There should be some reason why the compass deemed Farhad as the way to their goal.

Absurd, hateful even. Oh how much Arbood wanted to kill this man and find the reason. But emotions are weaknesses that he can’t afford at the moment. The goal of the Dragon Guardian Vesta was paramount to this measly emotion. Arbood was ready to bow his head toward his enemy if it meant achieving her goals.

’But once it’s done...’ And once that goal is achieved, even Arbood plans to do everything in his power to end this monster.

Though while Arbood had such thoughts, the world around him trembled for a bit. And it was not the vibration of an earthquake that might be part of this scenario, but the very scenario itself flickered a bit, causing the weaker dwarves some pain.

"What just happened?" Farhad looked to the sky, to his surroundings, but found nothing odd. It was just a flicker that didn’t even last for a second, but the pain it caused to his mind was real.

As for what he witnessed then? Farhad can’t pinpoint in his memories, only a blur remained of the truth of this place. A blur that was powerful enough to harm him. ’What is this place?’ He thought again, turning to look at the cat hiding in his chest, but after contemplation, he stopped. There is no need to expose this bizarre cat to these dwarves, for who knows what they were capable of.

He had already once made this mistake with Rosso, so repeating it is out of the question for the moment.

"Do you desire rest, or would you keep following?" Farhad asked, his intentions clear. Unlike the Grandmaster realm beings, the rest of the dwarves suffered a bit, which caused them to stop their movements for a far longer time than they should have. Giving Farhad the clue that something might not be right for them.

And Arbood, hearing the reports in his earpiece also understood this. ’Delay is not an option though...’ Sacrifices were expected, but falling behind for such a random event? That didn’t suit Arbood so much.

This is why he took out the Dragon Artifact, the Fate Binder, and then connected his body with the rest of the dwarves, leaving Gael alone in this. "I will bring with me, no need to delay our journey." Farhad can’t wait, Arbood knows this.

Due to his cheating before, there is a time limit on his ticket. Which is why staying behind for a bunch of random dwarves that can turn into your enemy at any moment is too stupid.

’Can’t your armor just drag the bodies itself?’ Using a rope for such a basic task, even if the dwarves suffered from a spiritual injury, doesn’t mean that their armor suffered the same, they should be free to operate it like before, so why this rope?

A rope that appeared normal in Farhad’s eyes, while Rosso who had the eye of insight, could see far deeper than Arbood would have expected, seeing the odd nation of the rope that connected more than just the body of the individuals, it connected the very existence itself. Sadly, Rosso can’t understand all of this through his eyes alone. The most this oddity did was attract his attention.

’Another one of the fantastic items... ’ Though before greed took over his mind, he recalled the fact that he might be stuck here for a long time, making his mood drop again.

’Hope still exists, I can’t fall here, not like this." Rosso spoke, looking at the Rat again, his creator. ’If only you were the true you, and not this.’ This rat’s mind seemed to be broken to some extent, and even childish. Which was a surprise to Rosso. Making him wonder just what kind of being Jester used to be.

And then out of nowhere, the little rat that was Jester spoke"Curious curious... a lady dropped from the sky... did you see her?"

"Huh?" Rosso looked at the rat again and then asked for it to speak in detail. "What kind of lady?" His words attracted Farhad’s eyes, who noticed the oddity in Rosso’s tone. "What happened?" He asked and Rosso calmly explained, much to the surprise of Arbood and the rest of the dwarves.

’This rat saw it?’ For a while now, they have noticed this odd rat which the duo would talk to from time to time. And if not for the fact that the compass had kept pointing toward Farhad, Arbood would have thought the rat was the key to it all.

Which was odd, wasn’t it?

A rat that can talk? A rat that can generate interest in two monsters? A rat that seemed to be worshiped by one. Such oddities all at once did make them curious for a bit, but the goal-oriented mindset made Arbood hold himself back from asking more about it.

That was until he heard the following from Rosso. ’It saw?’ And now, that very rat claimed to have seen something?

How can that be? Even the Grandmaster realm suffered under that small event, but that rat was capable of witnessing it without suffering any consequences?

’That Rat... it’s far more precious than I thought.’ Arbood did have some inkling and desire to obtain the rat, but he held it back for now and hoped to learn more about what it saw.

Which was not much. "A woman entered through the ceiling and then dropped in the middle of a garden?" It was such a small event that didn’t even last for a second, but the rat was capable of seeing each and every part of it.

As for the woman’s look? All the rat said was, ’A hateful face with blazing white hair.’ Which didn’t affect Rosso that much, as his interaction with Remira was small. But Farhad? That was the face that came to his mind when hearing this.

’So she did something absurd?’

’Hopefully, you succeed.’

*****

It was obvious the choice Remira made, she would return to whence she came, but not in the same place. She chose something far simpler. She chose to enter the very center of the domain.

Which brought her to a giant garden with a small hill at the center on which a small library was built. And she fell right beside the library, creating a small commotion.

"Disturbing my concentration... lady has some bad manners." Spoke a voice as Remira was still reeling in from the shock her body just suffered.

Before she could do a thing or even process the casual albeit odd words, a hand came from the top of the ditch and said. "Come out, don’t be a nuisance anymore." There he was, a man wearing giant glasses and a thick beard.

He appeared like some grandpa with a feeble body that would turn to dust with a single touch, which is why Remira refused the hand, and with her guard up, slowly got out of the crater had body had made.

"Cautious, in here useless... there is no harm from me." the man spoke again, turning again, completely ignoring Remira at this point, and then returning to the only table and chair in the small library before starting to read again.

Leaving Remira speechless. ’What is this place?’ She wondered. And before she wondered, she asked if she still remained in a new scenario or not.

However, those thoughts came to an end once her eyes fell on the flowers that remained around her.

’What?’ And a single look was enough to cause all the blood to rush out of her body, making her throw up pure flames out of her mouth.

"The seed worlds too much for your feeble mind... the land and sky safe, look at them." Spoke the voice, still focused on his book.

"What... what is this place?"

"The center... and how did you come here? The slowest one arrived here earlier... cheating I presume..." The voice spoke, giving Remira a deep look before shaking his head. "So useless, not worth it."

These words showed the weird man’s disappointment. And Remira had expected something to happen since coming here, but nothing ever did happen after such words.

And it didn’t take long for her to look around the area for a bit before she asked. "This is the center of this whole cave?"

Although for a little bit, Remira had seen the worlds held by each of these flowers, which in a way was a sign that she might be at the core area of this place. ’The scenarios were easy to deal with strength, someone like Malidi wouldn’t be stuck in them... which means.’ She looked at the old man reading the books.

"Are you Riktor Malidi?"

"No first name basis... Professor to you... now shoo, don’t disturb me. I don’t like rude ones." Spoke Malidi, shirking away at Remira like some dog. Which did irk her, but her explosive personality had long reigned in. She just bowed and apologized. "I was still startled and not in the right state of mind... I thank you for your hold." She spoke.

Old men, were always a bit childish and stubborn.