Yarra’s Adventure Notes
Chapter 822 - 87: The Clue Muir Investigated

Chapter 822: Chapter 87: The Clue Muir Investigated

"I have this feeling we’re doing something naughty," Catherine sighed, covering half her face with a guilty expression, after sending away the two hastily departing Mage lords. They all returned to their original seats with wry smiles. "We just drove them away, and although it wasn’t our intention, it did seem like we were bullying them with our power."

"You really don’t get it, big sis," Vivian shook her head, her dual blue ponytails swishing like little tails behind her. The position and angle were just too tempting, and Pannis couldn’t help himself from grabbing them, though he paid the price when a magic staff struck his toes, and he hobbled away, rubbing his foot. After punishing Pannis, Vivian turned to Catherine and said, "Their departure had nothing to do with our power. I’ve seen many Mages like them in the Holy City. In the seven Magic Towers there, over a third of the Mages are somewhat similar. They just don’t know how to talk to people. When they face strangers, they either fall silent after a few words or completely lose themselves in their own world, incessantly talking about their magic research, which can go on for days and nights. Of course, our power did play a role because we are stronger than them. They couldn’t be too casual in front of us, so they tried hard to follow social conventions, not wanting to fall silent or speak out of turn. But in reality, they don’t know how to talk about other things at all. They don’t know how to have a normal conversation. Letting them stay another minute is a cruel torture for them. So they ended up running away quickly. You really shouldn’t blame yourself, sis. Based on my experience, they are probably very happy right now, thinking how clever they were to escape from us, haha. These people are actually quite amusing."

"Why do I feel like you’re describing yourself?" Pannis pretended to be puzzled, "Every single thing here sounds just like you. Look, falling into your own world in just a few sentences, continuously—ow, did my toes offend you? Why would you hurt them, I grew these ten toes with such difficulty. What if you smashed one of them—ow, there you go again."

"Pfft." Catherine’s guilty look faded, and she said helplessly, "Such an idiot, he deserves to be bullied by Vivian."

"So, what did you guys actually find out? We were having a lot of fun here and didn’t pay attention to what you were up to." The inquiry came from a silver-haired priest who was arguing with a stoic-faced Ava when the four of them returned. Earlier, the bored Lina, to pass the time, suggested playing a game with Ava, who had been silently standing. The game was simple, involving seven upside-down cups on the table, one of which hid a feather. The cups were then quickly shuffled, and the other person had to guess under which cup the feather lay. Obviously, she had read about this game in some novel. While it might have been fun for ordinary people, for a sensory-sensitive professional like a priest, even at high speed, it was easy to track the movements, much more so because the more sensitive you are, the more carefully you observe each cup. It was easy to distinguish between them. Hence, Lina even used Divine Spell to enhance herself, but after three attempts, the result was always Ava pointing out the feather’s location without even moving her eyes, which hardly took a second, leaving poor Lina quite frustrated.

The argument, or rather one-sided argument, occurred during the fourth round, where Lina even roped in Freya to block Ava’s view. Throughout, Ava hadn’t seen her movements, but when it all ended, Ava casually pointed at a cup. Lina triumphantly lifted another cup only to be shocked to find nothing beneath it. Ava, still expressionless, continued to point resolutely at the originally chosen cup. Hesitantly, the silver-haired girl lifted it to find the feather lying quietly underneath. Clearly, because the game was so boring, Ava had somehow swapped the feather to tease the bland priest girl. Ultimately, the mad Lina and Ava ended up squeezed together, Lina jabbing Ava’s waist while incessantly scolding her, while Ava just stared with a pair of lifeless, wide eyes, seemingly innocent. As for Freya? Freya had no interest in frolicking with the two fools. All she really cared about was that the tavern’s tiny sweet biscuits tasted quite good, worth taking the opportunity to eat more.

"Us?" Catherine, flicking away a sweet biscuit from Freya’s hand, then said, "The situation is pretty much what we expected. The incident occurred on the border between Falar and Neutral Land. Hundreds of people reportedly died, but the other party scrambled off before we could verify the news. Freya, since you just ate too many sweets, your punishment is to go to the Mage Guild again tomorrow and get the full details of this news."

"I didn’t eat too much," Freya protested softly, looking at the biscuit on the table, "That was only my first piece."

"You think I’ll believe that?" Catherine coldly rebuffed Freya’s protest. "Complain again, and there’ll be other tasks assigned to you. Are you sure you want to keep resisting?"

"Big sis has turned into a demon," Freya muttered from the safety of her chair, not daring to protest any further.

"Hahaha, poor thing. But these little sweet biscuits really are delicious, haha, so sweet." The only one silly enough to do such a thing was Pannis, who was stuffing an entire biscuit into his mouth, mumbling, "Delicious, delicious. But Freya, I’ve noticed something, you can now sit in a chair with armrests, looks like the diet is working out well for you, huh, seems like a great success."

"Really?" Freya’s eyes flickered before she suddenly grabbed Pannis’s hands and passionately said, "If I keep up, Mr. Pannis, you will definitely accept my sincere love, right? And then we’ll walk into the wedding hall, becoming the most envied lovers in the entire Yarran World."

"Ow." After a scream, Pannis was once again hunched over the table, massaging his toes. As he massaged, he lamented, "Who is it this time, no, who are they this time, and why am I stepped on again? You guys are becoming more brutal, no, I have to complain to the Guild about your ill treatment of a teammate when I return, I’m going to expose your vicious true faces to the world, I’m going to—ow."

"That’s basically what our discussion’s about." Ignoring Pannis’s lamentations, the two most mature ladies in the adventure team exchanged a complex look, but neither said anything outright. Catherine turned her head and quietly recapped the conversation she had with the two Mage lords earlier, concluding, "It seems that people from the Sands of Time have started a new round of actions."

"Muir, I remember you mentioned," Pannis, getting serious, pushed a glass of wine that skated across the table to Muir, raised his glass slightly as a sign before draining the highland brown rice wine in one gulp, and then said, breathing out a hint of alcohol fragrance, "you said you were following some clue, tracking it all the way to the Kingdom of Mages, right? What’s the clue? A certain murderer?"

"Yes, I suspect he is a murderer." Muir lifted his glass and said, "Legendary Magician Sandy, heh, I’ve asked Miss Dora of the Silver Lily Mercenary Corps, the rose with thorns, in detail. I think you all must be familiar with this Mage Sandy."

"Sandy?" In an instant, Catherine, Lina, and Vivian all fell silent. Regarding this person, the three young ladies definitely were not strangers. Years ago in the Shining Forest, this Mage Sandy first provoked the young ladies with a banquet, and finally ended the event by orchestrating the massacre in Spindle Village. Afterwards, the search for him never ceased, but following the clues to the City of Innocence, the trail unexpectedly broke. Even Aske of the City of Innocence couldn’t find further clues from his personal investigations. Unexpectedly, they heard this name from Muir’s lips. Catherine’s fingers gently caressed the handle of her glass and, with an expression that fluctuated between light and dark, said, "Mr. Muir, have you found Sandy’s whereabouts?"

"Unfortunately, no," Muir shook his head, "It’s just a suspicion, no concrete evidence. I didn’t dare to investigate him directly at the time, as he was just a member of the Sands of Time, after all, and stirring him might have broken the clue. You need to know, he’s the only member from the Sands of Time who has exposed his identity now. I misjudged, and he disappeared like a wisp of smoke in the end, leaving no trace at all. The clue I was following completely vanished."

"It looks like you were played," Pannis said, "While someone resembling Sandy was keeping your attention on one side, others were freely initiating their own plans on the other, a perfect cooperation."

"I even suspect that it was Sandy over there," Muir said, "Since I’ve lost his track here, he could have easily taken other routes to directly reach the border of the Kingdom of Mages. I only thought of this problem after hearing those two young lords’ talk just now."

"Oh, are you referring to the public use teleportation array channels inside the Kingdom of Mages?" Pannis stroked his chin and nodded, "Indeed, it’s a very convenient and hard to detect method, and it’s also difficult to trace the clues." (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast recommendation votes or monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)