After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 230 - 78: Something’s Off About This Difficulty
"Did the Three Goddesses of Fate give you any revelations?" Xi Mu sat up, his voice calmly inquiring, yet he saw that Suna fell silent.
He altered his phrasing a bit.
"Was it you who divined the danger on your own?"
"Yes," Suna nodded in admission. She couldn’t fabricate revelations in the name of the Three Goddesses of Fate, for that would be a great disrespect to them. However, inventing her own foreseen dangers wasn’t a problem at all.
"Truly worthy of a ’reserve’ Saintess of Destiny, your abilities are outstanding." Xi Mu nodded, looking towards the cryptic text on the headboard.
"Your ability is of the foreseeing type too, isn’t it?"
"The word ’reserve’ is unnecessary!" Suna frowned, and then as if to counter, said,
"In terms of ability foresight, I might be even stronger than your teacher Hecate." She was very confident. If Hecate was about altering the trajectory of fate, she was about living through fate herself, and then changing it anew.
So, she really wasn’t boasting.
"Is that so? That’s quite impressive," Xi Mu smiled warmly. He didn’t seem to take Suna’s words seriously, rather giving off the feeling of indulging a child.
At this, Suna’s expression fell.
Yet she did not reveal her ability because of this, as it would have brought her great danger.
The ability to return from death was too much of a cheat.
"Let’s talk more about why we shouldn’t recklessly approach the God of Fear," Xi Mu shifted the topic himself.
"After we meet the God of Fear, the source of terror appears directly...and stabs us to death." Suna recalled the form of the source of terror, her body shivering involuntarily, feeling an unstoppable terror.
This wasn’t to say her willpower was lacking, but confronting such a god-like terrifying existence, facing that kind of all-consuming mad will, would make anyone frightened.
"Don’t be afraid, that’s just a foreseen future," Xi Mu placed his hand on Suna’s shoulder, revealing a gentle smile.
"If you’re really worried, let me face the source of terror while you wait here in reality."
"No," Suna shook her head decisively, "I need to be by your side, otherwise I might not have the courage..."
She didn’t finish her sentence, lest she reveal her ability. Given the current circumstances, as long as she and Ahtal were separated, she might not dare continue to return from death to face the source of terror.
Thus, she had to stay with Ahtal.
"Have our relations progressed so quickly?" Xi Mu seemed to misunderstand Suna’s implication, saying in surprise,
"Without me, you have no courage?"
Suna: "..."
"Let’s continue into the dreams," Xi Mu waved his hand, laying back on the bed, right before closing his eyes.
"Wait, let’s discuss the battle plan first." Suna shook her head. Under Xi Mu’s gaze, she raised a finger, "I suspect the source of terror might appear suddenly because the God of Fear saw you, causing the inner terror to magnify suddenly and attracting the attention of the source of terror."
She showed her mature side.
"This time in the dream, let me approach the God of Fear first, to prepare him mentally."
"Then you enter the dream to find the God of Fear."
Xi Mu thought for a moment, then nodded, "Then enter the dream rest assured, I will protect your safety by the bedside."
His gaze inadvertently fell on Suna’s ample bosom.
"Don’t worry, I won’t make a move on you."
The less said about that, the less worried I was.
Suna’s expression fell again. Originally, she hadn’t been overly concerned, but now that Ahtal had mentioned it, she began to worry about lying in the bed and entering the dream, with Ahtal beside her able to do whatever he wished, which was...somewhat worrying.
But being a hero, Ahtal should not harm her, and moreover, Ahtal had so many beautiful lovers.
There would be no reason for him to make a move on her.
"Or... should you wait outside the door?" She hugged her arm across her chest, accentuating her bosom even more, and turned her cheek slightly.
"It’s not that I don’t trust you, you brought it up first. I didn’t think too much initially, so you can’t blame me."
"Fine, I’ll wait outside." Xi Mu got up from the bed, cooperatively left the room, and Suna, seeing this, felt a bit guilty.
Why suspect the character of a hero? According to the stories sung by minstrels, Ahtal was not a man who lusted after beauty. Otherwise, he could have easily made a move on the queen of Sky City, Yasiraqi, and Letixia, the queen of the Iris Flower Kingdom.
Those were top-tier beauties, after all.
Her eyes closed.
Suna lay on the bed, her fingers interlaced, posing as if in devout prayer, and then she began to enter the dream.
Her consciousness was hazy, as if plunging into the depths of the ocean. Memories and images flashed by, until...
She awoke in the dream.
Followers in black robes moved around her, the cold moonlight from the high sky casting a bone-chilling loneliness.
This was the world inside the heart of the God of Fear, a reflection of the god’s consciousness and personality.
He really was a terrible person... no, a god.
Suna pursed her lips and ran quickly towards the castle on the distant mountain. This time, she wanted to make contact with the God of Fear as quickly as possible.
...
...
Reality.
Xi Mu walked out of the inn, facing the incoming snowstorm, he left the small town and arrived at the frozen riverside.
He leaned against an old tree by the river, waiting for a moment.
"Lord Ahtal, do you have any orders?" A doll-like girl hung upside down from a tree branch, meeting Ahtal’s gaze.
