Extraordinary Voyage-Chapter 562 - 500: The Polar Region and the Colossus
Aiven and Olivia, in the blink of an eye, had already flown to the other side of the "Frog Cry Forest," far from the Kunsai City State.
At this moment.
Before the "Frog God" even appeared, the toy soldiers, essentially activated dolls with no stamina limits, had already led everyone to the edge of the woodland, successfully meeting up with both sides.
Aiven secretly felt fortunate for his foresight. After hearing the green-robed men's information, he knew there was something wrong with Kunsai. If they had gone to the city for help then, they would have died inexplicably.
Splash...
He opened the box and retrieved his toy soldiers.
Aiven very seriously instructed this relatively reliable adventure team and the twenty missing people who were gradually waking up:
"Forget everything you've experienced over this period and do not speak to anyone about the monsters inside the 'Frog Cry Forest.'
Never go to the Kunsai City State again, and don't trust the people there. Start a new life in a new place."
As for the speculation about the Governor, he said no more. Even if he told them, it would only add to their worries with no benefit. This is the sorrow of the weak in the Extraordinary World, where the best way to protect oneself is not to inquire, not to explore, and to stay away from all possible troubles.
"Yes, we understand."
"Thank you, sir, for saving us!"
"....."
Having survived a narrow escape, they, still filled with lingering fear, readily agreed and kept expressing their gratitude to the two.
Even among these twenty women, those who were local orphans had no desire to return to that place, which was beautiful and peaceful on the surface, but terrifying in reality.
Captain Titus also realized the danger involved and decided to contact the girls' families in the next city-state to reunite them.
He watched them walk away in pairs.
With blue wings spreading from his back, Aiven picked up Olivia and took to the skies once more. The appointed time with the "Tempest Church" was approaching, and as official liaison personnel, they still had important business to attend to.
As for the crown on the "Frog God," which highly resembled a "Divine Artifact," Aiven decided to set it aside for now, as he had backing either way.
Whether it was the good-natured Titled Knight Rose Sword Saint, or the Great Wizard Principal Princeton, or even Olivia's mother, Nymph, they would all likely be very interested in this treasure.
If it was already under the city-state's control, so be it; since it still resided on a frog, it should belong to someone worthy.
...
Time flew by, and five more days had passed.
Their current location was in a small city-state over 200 kilometers west of Kunsai, known as Mykonos, nicknamed the "Labyrinth."
It continued the scenic beauty typical of the South Wind Country.
The houses here were built by the mountains and by the sea, distributed in an organized manner; looking down from above offered a fantastic scenic view, with white beaches and blue seawater as far as the eye could see.
The outer walls of the houses were painted a uniform white, while the doors and windows were in vivid colors like blue, green, red, and orange, forming a stark contrast with the pure white, providing a refreshing sight. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Pelicans were the city's mascot, strolling leisurely down the streets and having fully integrated into human life.
Moreover.
This small city, though limited in size, boasted over 360 family-style small churches belonging to the "Howling Storm," each with differing styles in décor and even the appearance of the deity statues, despite all serving the same deity.
It is said that there are as many images of the wind as there are of the "Howling Storm," each representing a facet and various qualities of this deity.
And the large churches here, just like the city, have an extremely open attitude, welcoming non-believer tourists from all around to visit.
Of course, the Preachers stationed here also multitasked by selling travel souvenirs such as Protective Talismans, Holy Water, and textiles produced by the "Storm King's Court," though their effectiveness varied according to the beholder.
During these days of awaiting the rendezvous.
The two wandered the streets hand in hand, tasting local delicacies; played and built sandcastles on the white beaches; sometimes they'd spend an entire day holed up in their hotel room, not stepping outside; and other times, they'd go hiking to enjoy the views... Yes, this was a proper mountain.
Having drifted on the seas endlessly, Aiven figured it was the perfect opportunity to make up for all the normal couple's activities they missed. Women's emotions are more delicate, and Aiven didn't want Olivia to feel at a disadvantage over such minor matters.
Nearly a week's time was spent indulging in pleasures within this spectacular earthly scenery, spending lavishly.
After all, Aiven wasn't short on money and frequently showed Olivia his most charming side.
On the private beach of the luxury hotel.
Olivia basked in the mild sea breeze, wearing a white beach dress, with a large blue Cattleya orchid tucked in her hair, sipping cool, sweet juice from a wide-mouthed Hurricane Cup.
Her feet dangled on the elegant porch swing, utterly content.
Opposite her, Aiven was carefully observing a watermelon-sized Gem Shell placed on the table.
This is the normal size for a Gem Shell once mature. One could clearly see a thin layer of colorful gemstone-like glaze on the surface, approximately two millimeters thick.
If it was only to this extent, it could be deemed useless to them.
What the two of them had to do now was cultivate it purposefully, making this layer of gems increasingly thicker, even defying the natural rule of "evolution favoring survival" to have various large crystal clusters of gemstones protrude directly from its shell surface.
