Yarra’s Adventure Notes
Chapter 188 - 43 Hitchhiking_2

Chapter 188: Chapter 43 Hitchhiking_2

"Is it that special?" Pannis asked in confusion, "There are many kinds of intelligent creatures, like humans, elves, dwarfs, beastmen, and many other races. Even these mountain apes possess wisdom, which doesn’t seem so special."

"No, you don’t understand; only scholars can comprehend its true value." Vivian said, finishing the last stroke of her note, snapped the notebook shut and struggled to her feet, leaning on Pannis’s shoulder. "Do you remember the Genesis Epic?" she asked, shaking her numb legs.

"The Song of Yarra? Of course, I remember." Pannis nodded.

"Every intelligent race, each one of them, can be found in the Song of Yarra." A seriousness Vivian had never displayed before crossed her face. Her voice even trembled slightly, "Every race was created by the deities, including the deities of the First Epoch, created as a side product by Lord Yarra during the creation. All intelligence of all races was ignited by deities, there were no exceptions before. However, these mountain apes are the exception. Their name cannot be found in the Song of Yarra, and the source of their wisdom is unknown. It seems to have appeared bit by bit over thousands of years. What does this mean? It suggests that besides the wisdom provided by the deities, there might be another path. That would be a groundbreaking discovery for the whole scholarly world! Given a few ten thousand more years, their intelligence might rival ours. If we were not here or if the creatures of this epoch were to head toward destruction again due to certain reasons, and these apes would survive by chance, they might be the protagonists of the next epoch."

"So what?" Pannis asked, "What’s the impact on us knowing this? Or does any special research or observation need to be carried out?"

"Well, none." Vivian said dejectedly, dropping her head. "Without thousands, or even tens of thousands of years of accumulation, I’m afraid we won’t be able to observe any notable changes. This is merely a shocking discovery, but without any practical implications."

"Hmm, I see." Pannis shrugged his shoulders, patted Vivian’s shoulder, and walked away.

"Oh, the wisdom of mortals." Vivian muttered, stomping her feet in frustration. "Perhaps mortals possess the present, but the past and the future are exclusively for scholars. You will never understand the charm of knowledge."

"Miss Mage, who exclusively owns the past and future," Pannis said with a smile, "Come on, the exit of the forest is just ahead. We need to get across the Naramia River as fast as we can, then camp overnight, or I should say, during the day."

"Have you guys done discussing?" Seeing Vivian following behind Pannis with a pout, Catherine, who was waiting far away at the edge of the forest, asked, "Why does Vivian seem upset?"

"She got hit." Pannis chuckled, "But not by me. It was by the crude reality and the wisdom of mortals."

"Hmph." Vivian snorted and turned her head away, refusing to see Pannis’s annoying smiling face.

"I don’t get what you guys are talking about." Catherine rolled her eyes, "Elrad says we’re a bit off from the best crossing point. We’re still over thirty kilometers away. Do we detour, or do we make a raft to row across?"

"Let’s decide after we get to the river. We need to survey the situation there. If we have to detour, it’ll be a long way. This diversion is a bit too large." Pannis sighed, "Let’s go, we need to get out of this forest first."

"Are you guys done chatting?" Dora asked, "Is everything settled?"

"Yeah." Catherine answered, "What’s up?"

"It’s nothing, just that someone and I have some unfinished business." Dora glared at Pannis and kicked, "I’ll teach you a lesson for betraying me, I’ll teach you."

"Haha, actually, I meant well." Pannis had already hid behind Catherine when he saw Dora approaching. He chuckled, circling around Catherine and Dora, "See, if it wasn’t for me, you would never know that your charm crossed the racial barrier. You even bewitched the magical beasts. Do you agree? You should be happy."

"Happy, my ass." Dora chased Pannis around Catherine in anger, "I wonder if you’d also be happy if I stabbed you with a sword."

"Alright, stop messing around." Catherine reached up, hammering both their heads with her fists, "Are you guys three? Isn’t this childish?"

"Catherine is biased." Dora muttered discontentedly. But after thinking a bit, she admitted that what Pannis said made sense, "But, indeed, it seems my charm is far greater than I imagined. Heehee."

Pannis blinked, suddenly saying, "I just remembered, I will go scout the riverside first. I will be back soon. Gotta go!"

"Scout?" Catherine was dumbfounded, "Scout what?"

Before Catherine could figure out what Pannis wanted to scout, the Illusion Fox walked over with a serious face and said solemnly, "Captain, there is something I’ve been thinking about for a long time, and I’ve decided I can’t keep it from you."

"Huh? What is it?" Dora was stunned at the Illusion Fox’s serious tone.

"Before we made contact with the group of mountain apes, Mr. Pannis asked me to do something. He said it was related to the flawless execution of his plan." The Illusion Fox lowered his head, seeming somewhat uneasy, "I didn’t want you to know originally, but my conscience won’t let me."

"What is it?" Dora looked at the three girls in the adventure team in confusion, they all looked puzzled as well.

"Mr. Pannis asked me to cast an illusion magic on you. The spell is very weak, it won’t affect anyone, and you wouldn’t notice it. But because the magic resistance of the mountain apes is very low, they would be affected by this illusion." The Illusion Fox’s voice was trembling, "The effect of the spell is to change appearances in the eyes of the observer, in other words, it lets the observer see what the caster wants them to see."

"So, can you tell me what they saw me as?" Dora had a bad feeling about this and asked with a twitching corner of her mouth, "Just say it, I can handle it."

The Illusion Fox’s shoulders were shaking, not just his voice. It seemed more like he was stifling his laughter rather than nervousness. While forcing the shaking of his body under control, the Illusion Fox handed Dora a piece of paper with a drawing on it, "It’s this, Mr. Pannis drew it."

"Pannis..." Dora’s teeth-grinding roar echoed in the forest, "I’m going to kill you!"