The Elf Journey In The Western Fantasy World-Chapter 144: Improvised Traps and Unreliable Predictions

They lines are so cringeworthy that they could make someone dig a hole in the royal palace just to hide from secondhand embarrassment.

Shared the same brain? Let me tell you—there is no way we’re sharing a brain, not in this lifetime!

Illiya immediately noticed that Darius was about to open his mouth and start interrogating him again.

His instincts flared, and his mind started spinning fast.

He had to think of something—anything—to divert the big swordsman’s attention.

Just as Illiya was racking his brain, his peripheral vision caught a glimpse of Eoryun not far away who is carefully manipulating a humanoid figure made of magical energy.

That little magic construct was now slowly inching toward the entrance of the Cold Pool.

Wait a minute—almost at the entrance...

He got it. He had a way out now.

In his heart, Illiya silently thanked the Eoryun himself.

He even felt the urge to rush over and give Eoryun a hard slap on the shoulder to express his gratitude.

Just as Darius was about to speak again, Illiya decisively changed the subject and redirected everyone’s attention toward Eoryun.

"Look over there—Eoryun’s humanoid figure is almost at the Cold Pool entrance!"

Illiya’s sudden exclamation startled everyone around him, and they instinctively looked over.

What they saw was a wobbly little humanoid made entirely of magical energy, inching forward at a snail’s pace toward the Cold Pool entrance.

While they had been busy discussing, the little figure had already gotten quite close.

Ke’Oth who is startled by Illiya’s outburst, looked confused.

From his perspective, if the magic puppet reached the entrance and didn’t trigger anything, wouldn’t that mean it was safe to go in?

Wasn’t that exactly the outcome they wanted? So why did Illiya sound so tense?

The question was right on the tip of Ke’Oth’s tongue, but after sneaking a glance at the expressions of those around him, he wisely chose to shut his mouth and remain a silent background character.

He had no desire to ask the question and become the group’s designated "little fool."

Sebastian, meanwhile, followed Illiya’s earlier line of reasoning for just a moment and quickly understood why Illiya seemed anxious.

Sebastian said, "I have a thought."

As soon as those familiar words were uttered, everyone around him had the same reaction: Here it comes again.

Look! Another ridiculous theory about to become reality!

Sebastian took a moment to organize his thoughts before speaking with deliberate caution: "Here’s how I see it—this is the conclusion I came to after putting myself into a rather... unorthodox mindset."

The others all nodded along with expressions of curiosity.

Sebastian: "..."

That was absolutely unnecessary.

After a moment of speechlessness, Sebastian decided to ignore this bunch of gullible weirdos and continued speaking anyway.

"Once I put myself in that mindset, I could sort of understand Eoryun’s thought process. And naturally, that also helped me see where Illiya’s anxiety was coming from."

"First of all, Eoryun became instinctively wary because of how unnaturally lax the security is around the Cold Pool. To test whether there are any hidden mechanisms near the entrance, he first threw a rock. That didn’t yield any results—after all, a rock is just a rock, it’s not surprising if it didn’t trigger anything."

"But the real test is the one happening now." Sebastian paused for a moment to give everyone a chance to absorb what he was saying. freewebnøvel.coɱ

Once he saw signs of understanding on their faces, he continued. "From a normal person’s perspective, if the rock didn’t reveal any traps, and now even a humanoid figure doesn’t trigger anything, then it’s safe to assume there are no traps. The area is secure."

"But Eoryun clearly isn’t in the category of normal. He has his own unique train of thought. And that leads to one very specific situation—if the humanoid figure doesn’t trigger anything at all, I guarantee he’ll assume it’s too safe to be true and choose to leave and come back another day."

Everyone except Illiya: "..."

Once they processed what Sebastian had said, everyone immediately began to panic.

"Help, help! Based on what you said, Sebastian, if that humanoid figure doesn’t trigger anything, Eoryun will just turn around and leave to come back another day. If that happens, wouldn’t we have come here for nothing?"

"Exactly, exactly! How could we let this trip be for nothing?"

"So what do we do now? Are we seriously supposed to secretly arrange a series of fake traps for him?"

"Was loosening the Cold Pool’s security also a mistake? I don’t understand!!!"

Their collective wailing was completely contained within the exceptionally effective soundproofing magic array—none of it leaked out, so it didn’t attract any attention.

Having reached that conclusion, Ke’Oth and N’zall in particular were starting to get seriously anxious, they are practically pacing like ants on a hot pan.

The concept of "wasting their efforts" didn’t exist in their vocabulary.

There was absolutely no way—absolutely no way—they would let today be for nothing. If other demons found out, they’d become the laughingstock of the century.

To avoid such disgrace, Ke’Oth immediately shuffled over to Illiya, he reached out and grabbed his arm and speaking with a pitiful tone, "Your Highness the Elf, what should we do next? Are we really going to set up traps just to cater to what he thinks is there?"

Illiya, suddenly grabbed by the arm: "..."

Okay, hold up—I’m not some kind of magic mirror who can answer everyone questions. There are plenty of people here. Why are you singling me out? I genuinely don’t know either!

"I believe in you! You’ll definitely have an idea!" Ke’Oth declared with baffling confidence.

Illiya who is now burdened by this random trust: "..."

...Fine.

Illiya painstakingly freed his arm from Ke’Oth’s iron grip and quickly putting distance between them and rubbing his arm afterward.

With an exasperated look, he glanced at the panicked rambling Ke’Oth and said, "Why are you asking me for a solution when you literally just said one yourself? Just set up some impressive-looking, but ultimately harmless traps from a distance."

Ke’Oth: "..."

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