Yarra’s Adventure Notes
Chapter 974 - 91 Irresistible Temptation

Chapter 974: Chapter 91 Irresistible Temptation

Catherine’s beautiful eyebrows knit slightly together, perhaps recalling something odd, and she bit her lip without saying a word, seemingly deep in thought influenced by the information Odin had provided. Seeing Catherine’s expression, Odin smiled in satisfaction and continued, "You must also know the high development value of an ancient relic. For any power, having sole control over an undeveloped ancient relic means they can harvest a great amount of wealth and receive support from various quarters. No leader would be unaffected by such a prospect, all the more so because this relic is even older and more mysterious than goblin relics, belonging to the Deities from the Mythical Age."

At this point, Odin still had an unconcealable longing in his demeanor, clearly indicating the allure of the mission was still potent. After some thought, Catherine cautiously asked, "Mr. Chairman, relics of the Deities can’t be that easy to find, right? Although I have never met the former chairman, I imagine that to be the Guild’s chairman, one must possess more than just sheer power. With such an elusive clue, the former chairman must not have believed in it lightly."

"On the contrary, the former chairman was not one to believe lightly, but only after conducting a detailed and meticulous investigation and discussing it several times with the client did he confirm the authenticity of this clue," Odin said with a wry smile. "The former chairman’s demeanor was much calmer than mine. He would only venture on something if he was more than eighty percent sure; otherwise, he would rather miss out on all opportunities. No, with such certainty, it would hardly count as an adventure, often it’s just purely reaping the benefits."

"But this time, the fruit doesn’t seem so easy to reap," Catherine said, tapping idly on the ship’s rail, deep in thought, "But anyway, it seems like the authenticity of this clue shouldn’t be in question anymore."

"Yes, it shouldn’t be fake," Odin nodded, "As for the specific details of the commission, I don’t know much either, especially regarding this clue, because the former chairman hoped that the Adventurer’s Guild could exclusively own the rights to develop this relic, so he paid special attention to confidentiality. Apart from himself, I’m afraid no one else knew the particulars. I only remember that during that period, the former chairman called me back from the Lost Forest and asked me to temporarily act as chairman while he himself went out with those two Mages for several months, apparently doing some verification work. It wasn’t until several months later that he returned to the Holy City. Upon his return, he began to prepare for a long journey, and at the same time started to get in touch with Mr. Field."

"Why would he want to contact my grandfather?" Catherine asked, puzzled, "Wasn’t he hoping to keep it as secretive as possible?"

"Clearly, the former chairman figured he couldn’t complete the mission alone," Odin speculated, "I only remember that the former chairman, combining the clues given by those two Mages, spent a long time researching various documents, and after several months of investigation, he finally deduced two likely locations. However, at least one of these locations was a rather dangerous area, and it would be difficult for a Demigod to smoothly enter and explore."

"Now it seems, one of them was the core of the Forest of Death," Catherine nodded, "And the other?"

"Nobody knows about that," Odin shook his head, "It’s also in the northern part of the Continent, but the exact location seems to be known only to the former chairman and your grandfather. The other members involved in that adventure were not privy to the details. But that really isn’t anything important; knowing it or not makes no difference now."

"That’s true," Catherine said, looking up at Marquis Snape, "If what Grandpa Snape and you have said is not a lie, then it means the first place was safe, but quite clearly, they didn’t find their goal there, so they turned to the second possible location, which is the Core Area of the Forest of Death."

"But he died in the end, leaving me alone to endure the torment," Snape muttered in complaint, yet he finally nodded and huffed, "Alright, I won’t blame him anymore."

"Hehe, thank you, Grandpa," Catherine giggled, shaking the old man’s hand playfully and snuggling next to him before turning solemn again and addressing Odin, "Mr. Chairman, you’re right, the other location doesn’t matter now, but about the Core Area of the Forest of Death, I think the coincidence is quite thought-provoking."

"That’s why I thought it necessary to explain this to you," Odin hesitated before continuing, "the incident with your grandfather and the former chairman, like you said, seems to have some very interesting coincidences. If understood, while I can’t be sure, it might provide some help for your current expedition. But of course, now that the parties involved have long passed away, fully uncovering the truth of what happened then is absolutely impossible. All we can do is try to pinpoint some doubts, but as to what effect this might have, it’s really hard to say."

"In that case, should we..." Catherine hesitated looking towards Pannis’ direction, where a group of people were still playing lively. However, as she looked over, several gazes met hers, including Pannis’. The knight saw clearly as Pannis casually tossed a ball, precisely hitting Little Deer in Annie’s arms on the skull, catapulting the skull into the air with a rattle. Annie screamed and chased after it, catching the skull back in her arms, and both Undead giggled together in the air. After throwing the ball, Pannis didn’t tend to them anymore but from a challenging angle, gave Catherine a thumbs up from afar, a bright smile on his face. As for the other gazes, they briefly met the knight girl’s eyes and then moved away, just as Odin had said earlier: for some Demigods, this distance of conversation couldn’t be hidden from their senses, but since these Demigods were not directly involved, they just quietly observed the conversation here without interrupting.

Unable to help herself, the girl chuckled and shook her head, saying, "Well, it seems there’s no need to call him back, since he can hear us anyway. Mr. Chairman, I’d like to confirm something with you first, regarding the former chairman’s death from what you just described, I find there are some quite peculiar issues."

"You are right," Odin nodded, "It is indeed very strange." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it on qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)