After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 336 - 121 The Most Important Thing for Players is... to Know How to Play
Outside world.
The castle between isolated hills.
Inside the garden.
"Sleipnir," Sharon’s voice was apathetic as she looked at the young mare who cast her a puzzled glance. She turned to glance at the castle, "The Witch of Death has some questions for you."
The young mare: "..."
She was just a horse; why would such an important person want to see her? However, with the thought of Ahtal being taken away by Eden, her doubts subsided.
Probably to ask where Ahtal had gone.
With that thought, the young mare followed Sharon into the castle, arriving at the room belonging to the Witch of Death. There sat the Witch of Death at a window-side location, a cup of steaming tea on the table before her, and beside her was a neutral beauty with short blue hair, kneeling on one knee, reporting to the Witch of Death—seemingly about something concerning "Witch resurrection."
However, when they saw the young mare and Sharon, they halted their conversation and turned their gazes toward the young mare.
"Sleipnir, where has your master gone?" Luwei stood up and addressed the young mare, blue eyes filled with puzzlement, "I have something very important to discuss with Lord Ahtal."
Taken away by the All-Knowing Saintess.
The young mare thought to herself, but shook her head, attempting to pretend that she could not speak, so as to avoid discussing the matter.
However, seeing this, Luwei furrowed her brows slightly and approached the young mare with an imposing air, her blue eyes cold, "I really have something very important to discuss with Lord Ahtal."
She couldn’t help but frown.
"Or is Lord Ahtal in a place that cannot be spoken of?"
The atmosphere fell silent.
The young mare subtly turned her head away; she did not want to reveal Ahtal’s interaction with Eden, even though Eden had not stated it had to be kept secret.
"If you’re unwilling to answer, the next time I meet Lord Ahtal, I will reveal your ability to transform into a human form," Luwei said serenely, showing a photograph that captured the young mare in her human form.
"Quite beautiful indeed, especially those straight legs. One can only wonder what Ahtal would think if he knew."
"..." The young mare fell silent, then spoke up, "Since you all know I can turn into human form, why can’t you know where Ahtal has gone?"
"The Sequence sisters have not foreseen Ahtal’s whereabouts," Luwei explained the reason. Their Church of Death naturally had the means to observe and intervene in fate, but four days ago, they found that Ahtal... had disappeared. It wasn’t to say Ahtal had been killed, simply that he was covered by something more grand, making it impossible to locate him.
And now they needed to find Ahtal to decide on something.
"Can’t the key decision just be made by the Witch of Death?" the young mare asked, only to see Luwei shaking her head gently, lifting her hand to sweep back her blue forelocks, revealing a clean forehead, the corners of her lips curling slightly.
"Don’t you know that Ahtal is the actual overseer of the Church of Death, and everything we are doing is driven by him?"
Young mare: "..."
"So can you tell us where Ahtal is?" Luwei asked impatiently, and after a moment of hesitation, the young mare replied:
"Ahtal is safe, but where he is, I can’t tell you, because I don’t know if I’m allowed to share that information."
"We plan to collaborate with Yemengade to resurrect the Monster Witch," Luwei said with a chill in her voice, "and the strongest human Sol is impeding our plan. We’re preparing to kill him, but the strongest human Sol is a friend of Ahtal’s."
"Ahtal left to acquire the knowledge necessary to become a Demon." The young mare finally spoke, "As for when he will return, I’m not sure."
Since Ahtal’s conversation with Eden wasn’t kept from her presence, she knew Ahtal had been taken by Eden, but she truly was unaware of how long they were supposed to be gone.
After all, she was just a horse and didn’t want to understand these things.
"Understood," Luwei nodded coldly, "Then I’ll proceed with my own plan. But if you can contact Ahtal, report to him that we are planning to kill the strongest human Sol, and let him determine whether or not to intervene."
From her perspective, as the strongest human, if Sol was hindering the plan of the Church of Death, he was a target that must be eliminated. However, considering the friendship between Ahtal and Sol, she was willing to inquire about Ahtal’s stance.
If Ahtal did not wish for the Church of Death to be enemies with Sol, then she planned to modify her plan. And if Ahtal made no comment,
she would proceed according to her own plan.
Young mare: "..."
How was she supposed to know how to contact Ahtal? Previously, Ahtal had never left her side, and he hadn’t left any means of communication.
"That’s all I have to say. Whether you contact Ahtal or not is up to you," Luwei turned and left. From the haste in her footsteps, one could sense her busyness. The fact that she took time to inquire of the young mare indicated consideration for Ahtal’s attitude.
Otherwise, the Church of Death would have already taken action.
"Sleipnir, do you wish to become the resurrection vessel for the Monster Witch?" the Witch of Death suddenly asked, catching the bewildered young mare off guard.
"If you have the intention, the Church of Death can assist you."
"Witch of Death, I do not wish to become the Monster Witch," the young mare shook her head, emanating a white glow, and with her straight and slender legs stepping out, there appeared a young girl with creamy white long hair.
