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Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Sixty Nine: Dream
The full moon hung up in the sky, radiating glamorously. The stars shone brightly, seeming like dots of white light in the sky. This scene was beautiful, having an allure of its own. Nocturnal creatures were fully awake, making the night vibrant with their movements and sounds. This added life to the dead night, making it full of natural energy."Ugh..." Ethan groaned as he finally pulled himself out of the marsh, collapsing on the ground with Chase on his back. Both of them were caked in mud from head to toe, their eyes being the only things that retained their original colour."My arms hurt so badly..." Ethan complained as he stretched his arms.He and Chase had been stuck in the marsh for a whole day, finding a way to get out of it. To make matters worse, this marsh was very big and had tricky routes. They were even lucky they came out of it by night without encountering any dangerous animal or monster lurking in the marsh."Can't believe a marsh can be this big!" Ethan said as he
Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Seventy: Mercenaries
A middle aged man sat on a throne made of pure gold, his golden eyes gazing into the distance. Dressed in a white royal robe embroidered with golden silk, he exuded a majestic vibe which seemed unparalleled. A strand of blonde hair peeked out of the gold crown on his head, lying across his forehead. This man was seated in a large hall with white walls and gigantic white pillars. There were golden candlesticks embedded into the walls and pillars bearing white candles which burned away slowly. The floor was tiled with white marbles, displaying absolute cleaningness and reflectiveness. White banners bearing emblems of a golden beast with several heads were hung on the four walls of the hall, one behind the throne of the man. q There was a heavy knock on the door and the man said in a refined voice, "Come in." The door opened and a knight walked into the hall which was obviously the palace. He was dressed in a white outfit with a golden armour adorning him. A white hilted longsword wa
Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Seventy One: Interrogation
"They've been also here..." Chase said as he sniffed at the lumps and ashes remnant of campfire. There was this smell of roasted meat and strawberries lingering in the air.Ethan couldn't help but beam with joy as he pumped his fists and leaped up. I can't believe we're getting closer and closer to finding Cassio! Knowing he's still alive makes me very happy!"Uh, why are you so happy?" Chase asked as he raised an eyebrow (that's if dogs had eyebrows).Ethan regained composure and cleared his throat, "We're getting close in finding Cassio. Shouldn't I be naturally happy?""Technically, yes," Chase pondered. "Logically, no. We haven't found him yet. This scent should have been here for hours or so.""Whatever," Ethan rolled his eyes. "Just tell me when we're going to catch up with them."Chase narrowed his golden eyes as he began counting his 'fingers' with an extremely focused expression. Ethan didn't disturb him as he went about searching for something."By my calculation..." Chase w
Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Seventy Two: The General and Outlaw
Suddenly a man walked out of the shadows holding two broadswords in his hands. His eyes were very black and almost seemed soulless, devoid of any emotion. His face was very grim, not failing to betray his strong intent to kill everyone in sight. Dressed in a black leather outfit and a scar running down his left face, he exuded the aura of a notorious outlaw who cared nothing about the law.How...is...he...making...me..cower...in...fear...Cassio was the only one who managed to have his rationality. The others were already in a frenzy, either peeing or pooing on themselves. Ken Orion was the only one who neither peed nor pood. Maybe it was due to his strong Will Body."It's not surprising you were able to break free from my influence some moments ago," the man said, flashing a warm smile as if he had seen a long lost brother. "Well, that moment of your reign has ended. Even if you're tainted by Cthulhu, you'll still fall by my hands!"With a swing of his sword the other mercenaries wer
Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Seventy Three: Two Wins
The Boxer jumped into the air, his muscles tightening as he concentrated all his energy into his fists to deliver fatal attacks. As a Boxer he possessed powerful hand-to-hand combat techniques and could punch several times above his weight. Each of his punch would carry tons of weight, making them very deadly."Leave this to me!" Ken shouted as he swung his broadsword in the air, channeling all his energy into the sword. He felt his Will Body tremble as it powered his entire body, making whatever attack he would make with his broadsword deadly.Bam!The Boxer punched at Ken, his right fist tearing through the air like a canon. The atmosphere carried a kind of pressure which weighed heavily upon Ken.Ken quickly slid underneath the punch and swung his arm at the man's wrist, aiming to cut off his right hand with his broadsword.The Boxer smiled as he quickly retreated his hand to grab the blade of the broadsword, his lips curling into a wide smile. He then threw another punch at Ken's
Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Seventy Four: Getting In
Tap! Tap! Tap! Lemuel stared at Ken and Cassio as he rapped the arm of his throne with his right hand, his eyes having a hint of anger. Cassio had his head bowed, waiting to here what verdict the king would pass. Earlier he had been told by General Louis to keep his head bowed while conversing with the king who would no doubt be angry. "How many times have I warned you not to sneak out of the castle?!" Lemuel was now visibly angry, clenching his fists. "I had to!" Ken said, raising his head up. "I had to do that for the betterment of the people. The Chaldeans are causing so much deaths!" "So?" Lemuel said. "How's that your business? The military is doing their thing as well as the Church!" Ken wanted to curse the Church but he pressed his lips together, swallowing the words that would have come out. The Church was nothing but a bunch of fanatic priests who cared about nothing else but giving sermons! "You almost got yourself killed if not for General Louis!" Lemuel said. "You pu
Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Seventy Five: Who is a Bodyguard?
Ken went to sit down in the chair facing the window, closing the book which was lying on the desk. It appears he had been reading just now."You're an avid reader," Cassio commented, staring at the bookshelf which he had failed to notice when he entered the room earlier. There were so many books arranged nearly in it, some caked in dust."I have a fond for knowledge," Ken said. "Life in the castle is so boring, books became my partners.""I don't find here boring," Cassio said his mind. "It's so quiet and shut out of the rest of the city, giving me a sense of serenity.""How long can you stay here while not frequently interacting with people," Ken asked as he took out a brown book from a locker within the desk."At least a year," Cassio replied truthfully. I'm not a social person."You need a treatment," Ken said. "Only sick people can stay alone for a year. Even mad people need companions."At least a year...Cassio corrected inwardly and resisted the urge to frown and say something o
Voyage of Mysteries Chapter Seventy Six: Walter Anderson
A figure dressed in a black leather trenchcoat and trouser dashed through the forest, moving with so much stealth that he didn't make a sound while running across the leaves. It was as if he was running in the air, not coming in contact with the ground. He had a brown hair, brown eyes and narrow lips, his expression very grim as if he had lost something very precious to him. A black hilted sword was strapped to his left side, his right hand calmly placed on it as he ran through the forest.Suddenly he stopped and crouched, his eyes scanning his environment while his ears perked up to listen to distinct sounds. Every scene and sound was distinguishable to him and he could even observe and hear things from over 100 meters to 200 meters.Charcoal, men dressed in black and happy laughter...he outlined what he smelled, saw and heard in his mind. His brown eyes narrowed as he took out a piece of crumbled paper from the right pocket of his black trenchcoat. There was a neat handwriting which
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