Chapter 506: The Mystery of a Scale

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The scale held by Yethew looked gray and dull as if the Duon who owned it had died a long time ago.

This ones different from ours Keely checked. So apart from numbers, different Duons have different colored scales on them too?

Freud heard their conversation and offered to explain this one.

I read the dream of a Duon, so I know how this thing works. His voice was still trembling a little after witnessing how Keely burned Yethews soul to nothingness just now.

Well? Keely looked at him.

Freud did not hold back anything he learned since he already planned to display his value as much as possible to Angor. Their scales represent their social standing. From the most important individuals to the lowest ones, they have gold, silver, white, and gray scales. But I dont think it has anything to do with us. Wait theres something! We need two scales of the same color to get a Meraids sword.

Angor took out his golden sword and chuckled. So this thing came from someone important? He put the sword away and asked, So how did Yethew found me out? Is there a cantrip for that?

So, um, you already combined two scales, Mister Padt?

Yup.

Pick up Yethews scale and youll see why.

Angor frowned and complied. When he put his hand on the gray scale, he sensed strange ripples coming from both his own body and Keely, which showed them who owned a sword.

Then he handed the scale to Keely, who also realized the secret trick.

We can use this to locate the other swords

Exactly, Freud nodded and said, but the pa.s.sive detection has a range limit. I think you can sense any scale or sword holders who are within a distance of a hundred meters.

Pa.s.sive you mean we can actively choose to sense others too?

You can. If you place your spirit feeler on it, youll get the general direction of other swords and scales, up to several dozen kilometers.

Keely followed the instruction and closed her eyes.

Yeah I think I saw several scales that way, where the Octobor roamed. This thing She gave Angor a serious look. They designed this thing so that the partic.i.p.ants can hunt each other down.

Angor also realized the grim situation they were in. Most apprentices werent lucky enough to find scales in pairs. They would all need to fight among each other like what happened to Yethew and Freud.

The scale was a tool that helped build up more violence and bloodshed in the garden challenge.

More importantly, people could tell the difference between scales and swords. This meant that instead of going out to find the scale and get disappointed if they were to get mismatched colors, they would try to take the swords off each others hands.

Angor and Keely had two Meraids Swords. They would certainly become the target of anyone who discovered them.

Nice plan. This is pretty efficient if you want to thin out apprentices faster Keely looked really pumped up about something.

But they cant tell if their prey is weak or strong, meaning, the ambushers wont know whether they will get killed instead, Freud added. I guess you can call it a fair match in a really twisted way.

Well, the whole world is twisted, said Keely. So we cant sense anyone if we already got a sword?

They tried and realized that the sword couldnt provide anything like that.

Yes, Freud said and nodded. But the sword can tell you the location of the Altar of Demise, and thats where you get out.

To achieve freedom, we must hunt for scales. And after that, we need to reach the altar AND fight off those who have not found freedom, Keely scoffed. They made it so complicated. Why not just throw us all into a battlefield and see whos the winner?

Angor shrugged. Maybe Freud was right. The city is trying to be fair.

Despite those words, Angor fully knew that the moment the expandable apprentices stepped into the garden, there was no longer fairness and justice.

The city held such a challenge to pretend to be fair. They meant to tell others that people all had chances to remain in the end.

And in a sense, it was fair since weaker apprentices who were smart enough might still win in the end. Although they were not likely to keep it for very long.

Guess we have to prepare against enemies now, said Angor. I tried, but putting the sword inside my s.p.a.ce storage cant prevent detection.

So be it. Elite or not, Ill kill them all. Keely didnt seem to be worried.

Angor chuckled helplessly. Keely had all the right to be reckless since she was strong enough to defend herself from something like the Octobor.

Angor was pretty confident in the coming crisis too. He just one-shot an elite apprentice. And if he couldnt defeat someone, he would simply run and n.o.body would be able to catch him. Still, he would have been happier if his Infinite Reticence still worked, which wasnt the case right now.

He held Yethews scale in one hand. With this, I can also sense who are coming to us so that no one will take us by surprise. The question is, how to use the Meraids Sword to tell the location of our goal?

You drop it, Freud answered, and it will guide you there.

And they did just that.

Just like what Freud said, the sword hovered and spun for a while before it pointed to a certain direction like a compa.s.s needle.

Angor nodded to Keely and prepared to head out.

Mister Padt, Freud suddenly asked, can I look at my body one last time?

Sure. Angor had no problem since the request didnt take much time.

Ill wait outside, Keely said as she moved ahead.

Angor tossed the gray scale to Keely and asked her to watch out for the signals. He then followed Freud into the watchtower.

The inside of the building reeked of blood. Freuds corpse was lying on the coral bed Angor used before.

His skin was all pale since half of his blood already left his body. There was a giant hole in the middle of his forehead, through which his brain was exposed.

Angor sighed at the terrible sight and released Freud from the Soul Floret. Ill get you inside if that light beam shows up again.

Freud thanked him and floated to his former body.

He watched in silence while his expression changed from that of sadness, joy, and yearning.

Angor tried to imagine what he would feel if he were to look at his own dead corpse. It had to be hard, bidding farewell to the vessel that always proved your existence in this world.

We came here because we sensed scales. More than one. But then we saw they werent separate ones, but several of them combined together. I told Yethew to hide and watch, but he didnt listen. He wanted me to use my ability to read something from a Duon, and he killed me when Im defenseless Freud described what happened to him just now.

My soul didnt get hurt, but I thought Id never get my revenge. Then you came, Mister Padt. The pale face of Freuds soul smiled brightly at Angor as he continued, I saw Yethew checking his scale and then looking at you in a strange way. Thats when I was sure you had the sword we were looking for.

I knew my chance was here, Freud bowed deeply and said, and Im glad you helped.

Angor nodded without saying anything.

I had several potions and scrolls left on me, Freud said. He looked extremely tired after mourning his own death. You can take them.

With that, Freud dived back into the Soul Floret.

Angor considered and said something else, I still have s.p.a.ce left in my storage, and I happen to have a coffin in there. Maybe we can take your body along.

Angor was referring to the coffin used by Dodoro. Back then, the coffin was filled with Akesos blood. Angor had retrieved the blood into a better container and the coffin was left empty.

No Freud shook his head. We cant do anything with it anyway. Why bring along a burden?

Angor didnt insist since Freud said no. He moved to take several one-use s.p.a.ce capsules from Freuds corpse before he stepped out of the watchtower.