After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 187 - 58 You Seem to Need Help_2

"This is to ensure that besides you and Ahtal, no one else knows the magic to seize the Dragon’s power," Matalina smiled. "As long as we can confirm the magic to take the Dragon’s power has not been leaked, we won’t need to bring down the entire Sky City."

She turned her head to look at the bald woman beside her, her head full of nails.

"Hani has the ability to read memories; just let her read your memories to ensure that no outsiders know the magic to take the Dragon’s power."

"I can guarantee the Dragon Kingdom will not be an enemy of Sky City."

Yasiraqi didn’t answer immediately; of course she had leaked the magic of the Dragon descendants, it was not just her and Ahtal who knew, even Hecate was aware of the Dragon magic.

Seeing this, Matalina did not urge her further.

Memories do not lie, as long as Yasiraqi could make a decision, then she was willing to help Sky City.

"Okay," Xi Mu gave his answer, "take a look at my memories."

"No," the bald woman immediately refused, her face full of disdain, "You have been tainted by Sulter’s fire, and have been blessed by the Witch of Death."

She took a step back.

"Reading the memories of someone like you... it would be very dangerous for me."

"Surely not," Xi Mu chuckled lightly, lifting his hair from his forehead, his smile very open, "I have no memories that need hiding."

"Do you know any secret information about the Witch of Death?" the bald woman asked, looking at Xi Mu’s silent demeanor.

She twitched the corner of her mouth.

"Sure enough, you know some secrets that ordinary people are unaware of, right?"

"Sort of," Xi Mu nodded, and the bald woman, upon hearing this, twitched the corner of her mouth, raising her hand to her face.

"You think I could still be alive if I knew those kinds of secrets?"

From her perspective, Ahtal was a source of danger, possibly crazed by the contamination of Sulter’s fire.

Reading the memories of a mad person could contaminate her own mental state. Even if Ahtal was perfectly sane, accidentally stumbling upon secret information about the Witch of Death could bring about fatal consequences.

The ability to read memories was incredibly powerful, but that didn’t mean she could do so recklessly, just in case she uncovered information she shouldn’t know.

That would bring her close to death.

"Then read Yasiraqi’s memories," Xi Mu patted Yasiraqi’s shoulder and whispered in her ear, "It’s okay, for the safety of Sky City."

"...Mhm," Yasiraqi hesitated, then chose to trust Xi Mu’s decision. She approached the bald woman, her red eyes resolute.

The bald woman scratched her head, her fingers rubbing against the nails in her scalp. This... was it too easy?

"You... don’t have any dangerous memories in there, do you?" she extended her hand slowly, asking in a joking tone.

Yasiraqi remained silent.

While the bald woman’s hand touched Yasiraqi’s forehead, her consciousness sank into Yasiraqi’s memories.

However, she saw a library.

In the center of the library sat a mature woman with a mysterious and elegant air, focused on reading the books before her, oblivious to everything around her.

Who... was that woman?

The bald woman walked over subconsciously, observing the mysterious woman’s appearance. That was Hecate, the world’s most powerful Astrologer, the one who grasped all the trajectories of destiny.

But she wasn’t very afraid.

Even though Hecate was powerful, she had the backing of the Dragon Kingdom and didn’t need to fear Hecate.

"My apprentice, you really do trust your master," Hecate put down her books, her gaze falling upon the bald woman.

The atmosphere fell silent.

The bald woman began to sense something wrong, instinctively trying to withdraw, only to find she was unable to move. She watched helplessly as Hecate extended a finger toward her and wrote a few words on her forehead.

She was writing about her destiny.

Damn it... I’ve been duped!

...

...

At that moment,

In reality,

The bald woman withdrew her hand, and under everyone’s gaze, said, "She doesn’t know the magic to take the Dragon’s power."

Her expression was one of resignation.

"Siegfried anticipated that we would read her memory, so he didn’t tell Yasiraqi the magic to take the Dragon’s power."

"Truly a hero of dragon slaying," Yimar chuckled, "It seems he anticipated his own end long ago."

"Then shall we proceed to read my memories?" Xi Mu smiled, pushing back the hair from his forehead, "Or shall we just... start the fight now?"

"Now is not the right time for... combat," Matalina turned around and then cocked her head to examine Ahtal, saying:

"After you leave Sky City, we will begin our pursuit to kill you." As she spoke, she left with several giant dragons.

If they fought with Ahtal now, all the giant dragons would have to face the retaliation from Sky City, which would only lead to increased casualties.

Moreover, starting a battle now could easily result in being killed by Ahtal with a single slash, and she did not want to fight Ahtal.

It’s best to wait for the giant dragons who excel at combat to handle this.

"Let’s head back," Xi Mu withdrew his gaze, looking at Yasiraqi who was surprised, without providing a detailed explanation.

The fact that his teacher Hecate is the Destiny Witch must be kept a strict secret, otherwise... everyone would know his teacher is the Destiny Witch.

That would hinder his experience grinding.

Imagine just before he draws his sword, the enemy immediately kneels to admit their mistakes, or they turn around and run.

This... would be utterly boring and devoid of the joy of battle.

"..."

Seeing this, Yasiraqi became even more perplexed. Perhaps she was sealed with some dangerous memory, causing the bald woman who reads memories not to dare to speak of it.

Why did it sound like... a story concocted by a third-rate wandering bard?

Some powerful figure with amnesia due to an injury, awakening in a moment of danger and giving the enemies a good fright.

...

...

The next day.

Early morning.

"Ahtal, he left last night?" Yasiraqi sighed softly, asking Jed who was in front of her.

"Why didn’t he say goodbye to me?"

Jed: "..."

How would she know such a thing? It was just that Ahtal came to her last night, asking to deliver an envelope to Yasiraqi the next morning.

"Did he not want to implicate us?" Yasiraqi surmised Ahtal’s thoughts, turning her head to look out at the snow through the window, as if she saw Ahtal leaving in the middle of the night.

"If..."

"..." Jed looked confused, but Yasiraqi shook her head on her own, then raised her hand to gently adjust the red hair by her ear.

She asked Jed:

"What kind of woman can stay by Ahtal’s side?"

"..." Jed fell silent for a moment, then said: "Letixia will probably arrive at Sky City the day after tomorrow."

"Is that so." Yasiraqi fell silent, showing a self-loathing expression, wondering why she would think about moving in on her close friend’s territory.

Jed comforted her, saying, "Letixia is just aware that the boss has returned to Sky City."

...

...

Meanwhile.

The Cardilon Kingdom.

No... rather than calling it a kingdom, it is more like a huge slum. Compared to the wealth of Sky City, this country is known for its poverty.

Thieves, swindlers, prostitutes, murderers, cultists, all imaginable scum are gathered in Cardilon.

Hopeless.

No future.

Even passing rats shake their heads... thinking that coming to the Cardilon Kingdom means dying of starvation or being caught and eaten by humans.

Yet, in such a poor and chaotic country, a group of significant figures has now gathered, including the holy maiden from the Church of Blood, the bishop from the Church of Lies, and various well-known mercenaries.

And all of this was to stop Mist.

"You... seem troubled," Ahtal dismounted, looked at Mist leaning against a wall not far away, and said:

"Do you need help?"