Chapter 818: Questioned

It seemed Freud still had more to say, but he didnt. Either because he didnt wish to reveal too many secrets in front of Neya, or that he wasnt confident enough in his expertise yet.

So um, I sent the table into a dream but with no way to tell what this means to us? Angor frowned.

Correct. Freud nodded.

Both Angor and Neya went agape.

When Neya read about the Dream Whelk from magazines, she thought the item possessed some kind of true value but was relatively weaker compared to real Mystery items.

But no! This was ACTUALLY useless!

Even though she didnt show it before, she was still reluctant to hand over the item to Angor. But now, she felt a lot better.

The three of them spent a brief moment in the room in awkward silence.

Angor shook his head and looked at Freud again. People sleep and wake up as needed. So when is this table going to you know, wake up?

Unlike organisms, a table does not have reasons to wake up by itself. And it does not know its sleeping.

Are you saying it will never wake up?

You can forcefully wake it by destroying it, either in its dream or here in reality. Otherwise, yes, the table will spend the rest of its life in the dream.

Destroying it in its dream? Hows that possible? Angor threw his hands in the air. And how do you know about this, Freud? Have you ever entered the dream of an object?

Its only a theory I came up with some time ago. But its highly likely because well, I had data to back it up. Again, Freud didnt explain fully because someone else was around.

Angor nodded and decided to discuss this matter with Freud later when they were in private.

I see, nothing we can do for now. Angor looked at Neya. Sorry, maam, for putting your table into sleep.

Are you serious about that apology?! Neya deadpanned. Then her lips twitched as she replied, Uh, its fine.

Sorry for the intrusion today. Well be leaving. Angor stood up.

A knight in golden armor suddenly barged into the room.

Lady Neya, theres a giant whale flying right above us!!

According to Neya, this man was the knight commander of the Silverheron Royal Knights. He was a special humanoid creature who had the blood of a Bitterberry plant in his body. He had been Neyas loyal follower back at Fey Continent.

Also, they used the Bitterberry blood to imprison Sunny in the orphanage.

Flying whale? Neya stood up, eyes widened. Is it someones cloud whale?

The city is in an uproar, and all the royalties in the palace had gone hidden in the underground pa.s.sages. The knight went down on one knee. What should we do?

I didnt bring any potential enemies here Neya mumbled. I have some old grudges, but those people arent going to go all the way here just to kill me. Ugh, lets just go out and see who it is.

Without minding Angor, Neya rushed out of the room together with her knight.

Angor was just as surprised to hear about the appearance of a cloud whale. He did hear a ruckus coming from the outside, but he never thought it was something caused by a supernatural monster. As far as he knew, cloud whales were intelligent and peaceful creatures that wouldnt harm humans without a good reason.

Still, he chose to go after them and check the situation.

After climbing a staircase, he arrived at a rooftop platform at the 4th floor of the palace, where Neya was watching the sky with an astonished look.

Angor also looked up and frowned.

He recognized that horned whale, as well as the young man in a blue robe standing on top of the animal.

Child of Ocean Jebra?? Neya said in great surprise. Since she never offended Jebra in any way before, the showy arrival told her that Jebra probably came looking for trouble.

Get me up there.

A thick, black vine suddenly shot up from the back of her knight and reached all the way into the sky. The strange sight reminded Angor of another story he heard from Jon before, which was Jack and the Beanstalk.

Neya swiftly climbed up the plant by hopping between the giant leaves, until she reached high enough to talk to Jebra.

Mister Jebra, do you have business with the Silverheron Clan? she asked with a plain expression. I dont think its necessary to openly display your whale to an entire mortal city, or is there a reason behind this matter that I should know?

Jebras action was already offensive, but Neya had to suppress her rage because she knew she couldnt oppose Jebra.

Yet she felt it rather hard to stay calm when Jebra only gave her a side-glance.

Youre the student of White Witch? asked Jebra.

Youre correct. My name is Neya.

Neya, huh? Doesnt matter. I didnt come for you.

Jebra slowly looked down and saw Angor coming to him using a pair of strange boots with several glowing runes.

h.e.l.lo, Jebra. Angor noticed Jebras grim expression and also put on a more serious att.i.tude. You looking for me?

Jebra grinned. I thought you were recruiting talents at Ferran. But It seems I was wrong. You have other interesting plans, huh?

What do you mean by that? Angor frowned.

You know well what I meant. Jebras smile vanished. It was always your plan to go to Ferran Land at that moment. You already knew about Lucas, right? Theres a secret pa.s.sage in Lost Paradise City that took you to the secret dimension. You went there before the main entrance was activated, am I right?

Angor remained silent. Each of Jebras a.s.sumptions was true.

I underestimated the capability of a major organization They found my tracks. But how? What did I overlook?

He would like to figure out how much Jebra had found out about him so that he could deal with subsequent questions accordingly.

Ferran Secret dimension He quickly searched through his memories to see if he left any loose ends behind.

Could it be Doctor Gurman? Did someone find my nightmare energy on him? Or did I drop something on those abandoned s.h.i.+ps? But no the island was utterly ruined by the time I left, along with the s.h.i.+ps. They couldnt possibly find traces like that.

Did they find the dried well at Sherry Patio? But I made sure I erased everything!

He failed to find anything that might contribute to his exposure. Well, maybe Gurman was a potential risk. Yet he didnt believe that Song of the Deep or Summerdew Ridge would go talk to Gurman after they got what they needed from the mortal historian.

He maintained his poker face and tried. Im afraid I dont understand you. I was recruiting at Ferran Land, and that was everything I did. Maybe I also did some alchemy work, but you were there to see it.

Not confessing yet, huh? Jebra humphed. Doesnt matter. Ive covered up the entire place with my water. You arent getting anywhere with your gravity moves!

Angor looked around and saw a giant water dome around the royal palace. He already felt stagnant water elements around his body hindering his movement.

But it seemed Jebra had not figured out that it was more important to restrict Angors soul energy, especially when Angor could use Soul Link to unleash all of his abilities after ejecting his soul.

Ill not accept your false accusation. I do not think I did anything to upset Song of the Deep before, and the lot of you still want to press this nonsense on me. I see, are you trying to disturb my teacher by doing so, just like the Centipede Guild?

Angor said this out loud not to Jebra, but to Neya and any other witnesses who might be watching them, if there was any.

He then silently chanted the Spirit Mantra in his mind.

Jebra had stopped talking to weigh the situation. He didnt know why Angor suddenly mentioned Sunders like that, but he did know he had to consider Sunders possible reactions if he was to attack Angor.

Jebra then lowered his voice and said, Hand over the Mystery item you stole, Mister Padt, and Ill tell my teacher to let you go. Then well consider this as something that has never happened.