Yarra’s Adventure Notes
Chapter 796 - 61: The Female Intuition

Chapter 796: Chapter 61: The Female Intuition

"Does this have any connection?" Alcmene’s words brought Catherine’s thoughts back to the battle not long ago. The Marsh Stalkers secreted a large amount of slimy, cold, and thick mucus. During the battle, she didn’t think much about it, but when cleaning afterwards, the touch of it was particularly disgusting. Hearing Alcmene mention the term ’mucus spray,’ and just imagining its effects made her stomach churn. The knightly girl said with a face that was hard to look at, "Why do you suddenly bring this up? We really don’t want to recall that feeling."

"Because the ability to use mucus spray is a sign that the Marsh Stalkers have reached adulthood, ssss." Alcmene explained with a smile: "If you’ve never seen them use this ability from beginning to end, it means they haven’t matured yet, sssss. So I think, originally the moribunds were planning to let these three Lurkers remain hidden until they were matured and then they would split up to cause chaos in different places in the Northern Swamp. Sssss. But for some reason, they acted prematurely, sssss, and just happened to be encountered by you who were passing by. Let me do the math, if these three lurkers were modified with the Blood of Divinity right after they hatched, and considering a few months’ growth time, sssss, by calculating with proportion, sssss, alright, I’ve got it, let’s calculate using the shortest time, sssss. If the Lurkers had just come of age when the moribunds launched their plan, though I know this is unlikely, sssss, let’s assume this is the case, then we probably have about a year’s time, or more if we’re lucky."

"What if we’re not lucky?" Catherine asked further: "Would it be shorter?"

"No," Pannis answered for Alcmene: "I roughly know how she’s calculating. One year is the shortest time."

"Yes, sssss, one year’s time," Alcmene nodded: "With this time, either most of the hidden Demigod magical beasts need to be found and dealt with, sssss, or the source of the problem must be dealt with. Both methods are viable."

"Let’s use both methods. Once we’re back in the City of Knowledge, I’ll ask Odin for help, and inform all the forces, asking them to get prepared as much as they can in advance," Pannis said, stroking his chin: "As for solving the root of the problem, we’re currently waiting for Flare’s information. I don’t know how her investigation is going. Although she said she’d be quick, I’m really worried about elves’ perception of time, hoping that this time ’as soon as possible’ won’t mean another three or four years."

"Odin? Oh, I remember now, sssss, the young ranger, he’s the current president of the Adventurers’ Guild, right?" Alcmene spoke: "That’s good, sssss, the Adventurers’ Guild has a very wide network of information, it would be quite convenient for them to notify everyone, sssss, since it’s not an urgent matter, there’s no need for you to contact everyone personally. But, are you sure Odin will help? Sssss, you haven’t had much interaction, by the time he was growing up, you had already..."

"Take a look at her." Pannis pointed to Freya, who was sipping her redroot vine tea with her eyes half-closed. Even within the treehouse of the swamp, Freya maintained an elegance that seemed at odds with her physique as she drank her tea. Seeing Pannis pointing towards her, the once-beautiful princess bowed slightly to Alcmene from her chair. Only after she resettled herself did Pannis speak: "She is Odin’s daughter, the brightest jewel of the City of Knowledge."

"Sssss, he entrusted his daughter to your team; I see," Alcmene, obviously not knowing Freya but understanding Pannis’s intention after learning of her identity, stroked her tail thoughtfully and mused: "This makes things easier then, sssss. You all have been a great help this time, not only to the Swamp Skull Tribe but also in eliminating a major hidden threat for the swamp, sssss. If it weren’t for you passing by, even if I dealt with those three Lurkers, sssss, the lack of information would prevent me from deducing the underlying issue. However, don’t you find it strange, sssss, isn’t your luck a bit too good? The enemy’s two tests both happened to be encountered by you, sssss. Such coincidences aren’t impossible, but the odds are extremely low, sssss, it’s hard to believe it’s just luck."

"I think so too," Pannis shrugged helplessly: "But apart from luck, what else can explain it? We can’t possibly assume that the moribunds’ brains have dried up like their bodies have, making them intentionally choose the location where we’d be, right? Besides, even if they really went crazy for a moment and wanted to run into us on purpose, several months ago, we couldn’t have foreseen where we would go ourselves, so how could they find us even if they wanted to?"

"Indeed, it’s very strange, sssss, and hard to explain," Alcmene nodded: "But, I always feel that there’s something key hidden here, sssss. If this question can be answered, it would be a great help to you and to everyone else."

"Is this... your conjecture?" Pannis asked hesitantly, "or just a random guess?"

"It’s merely intuition, hiss hiss." Alcmene’s voice was no longer as serious as before, and it now carried a teasing tone, "In this world, there’s a creature whose intuition is the sharpest, hiss hiss. You should know which creature I’m speaking of."

"Women, of course." Pannis said, "A woman’s intuition is always very accurate."

"Exactly, the female gender, hiss hiss." Alcmene said while swishing her tail, "But do you know, hiss hiss, there’s another kind of person whose intuition is even sharper than that of females?"

"That joke is too old." Pannis rolled his eyes, "Female clergy, right?"

"So boring, hiss hiss, little brother, you’re getting worse at playing along." Alcmene flicked Pannis’s leg with her tail a couple of times, then clapped her hands, "Alright, hiss hiss, business is finished, and it’s getting late. I’ll go make dinner for you all."

"Wait, I have another question." Pannis grabbed Alcmene’s tail and pulled her back, "Your guest just now, that red-robed mage, looking at his emblem, he should be an Upper Rank executive from the retinue of some lord in the Kingdom of Mages, right? Why did they come looking for you?"

"You don’t recognize him?" Alcmene was taken aback, then said with sudden realization, "Oh, right, hiss hiss, it’s normal that you don’t."

"Should I recognize him?" Pannis asked curiously, "In the Kingdom of Mages, I currently know a total of one person."

"Coincidentally, he is the Upper Rank executive under the person you know." Alcmene answered, "Philarx’s chief apprentice." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to go to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)