Omega's Rebirth-Chapter 662: The Lock Code ()

Neveah stood by the balcony, but she watched as Lord Rodrick lifted the chest containing Asrig’s writings into Jian’s study, placing it on the table.

The middle aged man was swaddled in fur coats and still appeared to have a shiver here or there, though he was clearly trying his best to hide it from Neveah’s notice.

Neveah smiled sympathetically when Lord Rodrick’s gaze met hers.

He walked over to Neveah, lowering his head to a small bow.

"You look stunning in that dress, My Lady." Lord Rodrick said.

"I owe that to Davina. I may not be able to extend my thanks in person this time around. I have with my own words sentenced myself to being unable to leave the Keep at liberty." Neveah replied regretfully.

"You made the right choice, giving the council an upper hand in this circumstance and still clarifying your standing." Lord Rodrick said with a nod of his head.

"I will extend your gratitude on your behalf, till you are at liberty to seek her company again." Lord Rodrick reassured.

Neveah nodded gratefully, she stepped in, letting Lord Rodrick shut the doors to the balcony behind her.

"The council has decided I am to be assigned to keep a watch over your proceedings till you find what you seek. Lord Kirgan will also stand in at some other times." Lord Rodrick relayed.

"I apologise. No one else but you and the King’s guard are allowed access here, I cannot call on any other assistance." Neveah said to Lord Rodrick.

"It is no trouble. The temperature is one I am accustomed to." Lord Rodrick replied to Neveah with a shake of his head.

"But I do not recall it ever being this bad..." Neveah muttered in a low tone.

She then shook her head slightly and walked over to the desk where she took a seat, now staring directly at the chest.

It looked to be just any ordinary chest, and now that it had been out of the hidden archives for a good amount of time, the aura of dark magic all over it previously had been greatly depleted.

Now, it just seemed like a chest one could easily find anywhere. However, the strange lock mechanism it had was much different than any Neveah had ever seen before.

Neveah reached for the dial, grazing a finger over the unfamiliar words engraved on it.

"It is still locked. Lord Kirgan will arrive in a moment to open it, do you wish to attempt it yourself?" Lord Rodrick asked Neveah.

Neveah shook her head slightly, but her finger still traced the lettering.

"It is a phrase written in ancient dragon tongue. It translates to ’musings of the Sky King." Kirgan explained as he walked into the room.

Neveah glanced up at him, raising a brow slightly. Kirgan walked over to the table, staring down at the box for a moment before he turned it around so it faced him.

"I do not know much about dragon mechanisms, but I am pretty sure a couple of wrong tries might seal it up for good. Do you know the code?" Neveah asked Kirgan as he studied it silently.

"I do not." Kirgan replied simply.

"Then what? Invite someone from the academy of smiths?" Neveah asked Kirgan curiously.

Kirgan smiled slightly, he shook his head at that.

"Give me a moment, Neveah." Kirgan said.

Neveah fell silent and just stared as Kirgan played with the dial for a moment, then he suddenly twisted it repeatedly in different directions, each turn making a ’click’ sound.

The top of the chest popped open slightly at the last twist, and Kirgan stepped back.

"And you do not know the lock code? Or were you well acquainted with Asrig?" Neveah asked doubtfully.

"I do not. And no, I was not privileged to have been familiar with Asrig. But I do know Jian." Kirgan replied to Neveah’s question.

"This is not Jian’s property though." Neveah pointed out.

"It is not, but by knowing Jian... I know the one person who knew Asrig the best." Kirgan replied simply.

Neveah nodded slowly, there was no arguing with that. Dragons had a unique bond with their kin that she would never be able to understand, and amongst the King’s guard, there was no comprehending it.

Neveah was about to speak but she was interrupted when Lord Rodrick broke into a coughing fit and he turned his face away.

"Lord Rodrick, you do not look so well. Do you not think you might go down for a rest and warm up a bit? Kirgan is here with me and we all know I do not intend to go anywhere." Neveah pointed out

"I am well. Do not be concerned with me." Lord Rodrick said with a shake of his head.

Neveah got up to her feet, she rounded the table and walked up to Lord Rodrick.

"Pardon me." Neveah excused before she placed a palm against his forehead.

Lord Rodrick’s eyes widened in shock, he stood in place and did not move.

"You are already showing signs of a fever and if I am not mistaken, you have been for days already. Go down Lord Rodrick, do not come up to this level... while I am here, I will keep it tidy." Neveah said to Lord Rodrick in a tone that left no room for arguments.

Lord Rodrick passed a helpless look over to Kirgan but Kirgan shook his head.

"Neveah is right. I will accompany her for today, you go down and see Everon." Kirgan advised.

Lord Rodrick nodded reluctantly and he took his leave, leaving Neveah and Kirgan in Jian’s study.

"Why did you choose this level of all places? You are also susceptible to this temperature." Kirgan pointed out as Neveah returned to her seat.

"Because no one dares invade here... forgive me, but I no longer have absolute trust in the safety of this Keep... now that this has been opened, I must ensure I protect the contents within..." Neveah murmured,