Chapter 2056 Black and White Maid <TOC> Chapter 2058 Oppression and Crisis
Translator: SumTLMan
Shy yet madly infatuated Mademoiselle Goldilocks, adorable but gluttonous Da Vichyssoise, and the elegant yet indifferent Black and White Maids… Angel never imagined that one day he would sit at the same banquet table with these extreme creatures of the Nightmare Plane. Moreover, he was waiting for three new guests who might be even more terrifying than them.
Angel’s mind was filled with thoughts, constantly contemplating escape, but he was also acutely aware that with more guests arriving, this was becoming increasingly unrealistic.
His only hope now was to get through this deadly dinner safely.
To achieve this modest wish, naturally, he needed to learn more about the dinner and the guests. And the conversation with the Black and White Maids became his best source of information at the moment.
“Speaking of which, I understand why Boil Gentleman hasn’t arrived. The Mystlight Candle passage he guards is far from here, and it takes time to come. But why hasn’t that tentacle monster arrived?” The White Maid looked around at the guests at the banquet and suddenly asked.
The Black Maid’s eyes showed displeasure: “Why are you so interested in him?”
“I’m just curious. The Burning Heart Corner where I am, and the Sunken Tomb where you are, are both farther from the Crossroads where he is. But he still hasn’t arrived. Could it be that new situations have arisen in the Crossroads?” The White Maid’s tone was calm and serene, making the Black Maid swallow all her grievances.
The Black Maid fell silent for a moment: “Perhaps, when I was patrolling the Sunken Tomb, I sensed a strong Burning Heart descent, maybe from the inner area.”
“Is that so? No wonder I sensed before…”
Sensed what?
Angel was eavesdropping, their conversation revealing so much information that even he couldn’t help but perk up his ears. But just when he was deeply engrossed, the White Maid suddenly stopped speaking mid-sentence.
Angel thought his subtle movements had been discovered and stealthily glanced at the White Maid with the corner of her eye, only to find that the White Maid wasn’t looking towards the main seat. Instead, she was deeply inhaling the air, as if smelling something.
On the other side, the Black Maid seemed to have also smelled something. A hint of longing flashed in her dark eyes, but it was also mixed with intense caution: “It’s the scent of boiling.”
Angel had been paying close attention to their conversation. Hearing the Black Maid mention “the scent of boiling,” his mind went blank. Boiling has a scent?
Angel also secretly sniffed the air. Other than a slightly sweet and cloying aroma of food, there were no other scents. So, he was somewhat puzzled about the scent that the Black and White Maids were referring to.
The White Maid nodded: “The boiling of primal energy, such a scent truly fascinates me. My kinetic furnace has begun to radiate anew, releasing steam.”
As she spoke, Angel distinctly noticed that the White Mist emanating from under the White Maid’s steel skirt began to visibly increase. On the other side, the Black Mist under the Black Maid’s skirt was also rapidly intensifying in response to the White Maid’s changes.
And all these changes originated from what they referred to as “the scent of boiling.”
Angel didn’t know what the scent of boiling was, but in their conversation, a term with the connotation of boiling was mentioned.
——Boil Gentleman.
There were still three empty seats at the banquet, one of which belonged to the so-called “Lord Nooka.” From the conversation between the Black and White Maids, it could be inferred that Boil Gentleman and the “tentacle monster” mentioned by the White Maid were likely attendees, meaning the remaining two seats were probably for them.
Since they both mentioned “boiling” now, did it mean that this Boil Gentleman had arrived?
While Angel was pondering this in her mind, all the wall lights in the distant corridor went out, plunging the path from the corridor to the door into thick darkness.
Only the main gate of the castle, being open, faintly allowed a glimpse of the light from the outside world.
When Angel looked up, he happened to see, at the bright spot of the castle gate, an additional pair of simple yet dazzling leather shoes.
Upon seeing these shoes, Angel’s mind thundered; he was not unfamiliar with them. They were the same shoes that Sanders had seen outside the Star Pool, looking into the corridor.
And the owner of the shoes was also the one whom Lord Rhine had later battled in that passage filled with strange creatures!
Angel had not expected him to attend this banquet as well.
Could he be the Boil Gentleman mentioned by the Black and White Maids?
While Angel’s thoughts were rapidly turning, suddenly his eyes flickered. He thought he saw something fly past the shoes and disappear into the darkness of the corridor.
Was it an illusion? As Angel was pondering, the flying book Mad spoke: “The Boil Gentleman has arrived.”
Perhaps sensing that Angel was not familiar with the Boil Gentleman, Mad added while introducing the guest: “The Boil Gentleman is called such because he is a respected Moonlight Noble in the inner area. Moreover, the Black and White Maids are also related to the Boil Gentleman.”
As for the specific relationship between the Black and White Maids and the Boil Gentleman, Mad did not say, as the concerned parties were present at the banquet.
However, the White Maid did not seem to think this was a secret, smilingly saying: “You need not hide it. Highness Shava is a crowned noble of the royal court, naturally aware of these secrets. The Boil Gentleman was created by Minister Dim himself, inheriting Minister Dim’s will, and the power furnaces of myself and the Black Maid are the creations of the Boil Gentleman.”
The White Maid, after finishing her words, looked down at her skirt, observing the ceaseless white mist rising beneath. A hint of confusion flickered in her pure white eyes: “Every time I approach the Boil Gentleman, the dynamo automatically initiates a heat startup renovation. This sensation is truly marvelous.”
While they conversed, the Boil Gentleman had already entered the dark corridor.
As the Boil Gentleman stepped into the darkness, a sudden aberration occurred, a terrifying wave of energy abruptly emanated from within the corridor.
Angel had always been puzzled about what was meant by the ‘boiling scent.’
Now, he seemed to have some inkling.
When this frightening surge of energy assaulted them, the previously tranquil aura of the Nightmare Plane became agitated, like boiling water churning all around.
Even without any external aid, the mere tumultuous presence of the Nightmare Plane’s aura imposed a palpable threat upon Angel.
Although Angel could somewhat endure the frenzied atmosphere of the Nightmare Plane, what truly unnerved him was not only the boiling power emanating from the dark corridor but also an overwhelmingly suffocating energy oppression.
Angel could discern that this oppressive force was not directed at him specifically, but rather a by-product of the tumultuous energy.
Nevertheless, the degree of oppression far exceeded Angel’s imagination.
Chapter 2056 Black and White Maid <TOC> Chapter 2058 Oppression and Crisis