Chapter 2060 Seed of Distortion <TOC> Chapter 2062 Final Seat
Translator: SumTLMan
Angel didn’t know how to respond because he was utterly clueless about who the annoying ghost mentioned by Boil Gentleman was. However, given that Boil Gentleman spoke of this person with such gravity, their identity was undoubtedly significant, perhaps even surpassing Boil Gentleman in rank.
Thinking this, Angel’s gaze drifted towards the first seat to his left. Could this annoying ghost be the guest seated there?
If this so-called annoying ghost was indeed a guest at the banquet, Angel felt it best to withhold his opinion.
As Angel pondered and speculated, a cold snort suddenly resonated in the banquet hall.
“How dare you mention the Seed of Distortion in my presence?” Accompanying the cold snort was an icy voice. This voice was eerily uncanny, sounding like a low whisper formed by numerous voices combined. Merely hearing it invoked a sense of despair and powerlessness.
To analyze the characters and psychologies of everyone present, Angel was profiling every guest, so he remembered each one’s behavioral characteristics, including the nuances of their voices. The voice that abruptly emerged belonged to none of the guests present.
Instinctively, Angel looked up towards the distant door.
Sure enough, a new figure appeared at the door. In the doorway, an oddly shaped shadow moved towards the hall in a bizarre manner.
As the visitor entered the brightly lit corridor, the candlelight revealed their form.
It was a strange creature resembling an octopus, its main body plump like a meatball, similar to Da Vichyssoise, topped with a military cap reminiscent of an officer’s. Its most distinctive feature was the numerous tentacles undulating beneath the meatball, resembling spider legs and propelling the meatball forward.
Upon seeing it, Angel immediately understood why the black and white maid and Boil Gentleman referred to it as a “Tentacle Monster.”
This was, indeed, a tentacle monster. Unlike an octopus, whose tentacle count is apparent, the number of tentacles on this spherical creature was difficult to discern at first glance. The area where the tentacles were located was densely packed and dark, resembling a brush head.
Considering what Boil Gentleman had said and the tentacle monster’s previous response, it was unmistakable that the newcomer was the annoying ghost Boil Gentleman had mentioned.
When the tentacle monster reached the corridor, floating book Mad, as usual, began to introduce the newcomer’s identity.
Its name was not tentacle monster, which was likely just a playful nickname given by other guests. Its real name was Menavarro, the highest-ranking warlord under Lord Nooka and a zealous follower of Lord Nooka’s philosophy.
This was floating book Mad’s assessment of Menavarro. To Angel, being someone else’s zealous follower carried a slightly derogatory connotation. However, Menavarro, who evidently heard the book’s commentary, showed no anger. Instead, he nodded at the book.
Clearly, Menavarro accepted and perhaps even appreciated the book’s assessment.
As Menavarro entered the banquet hall, Angel could distinctly sense a manic, pungent breeze emanating from his terrifying form. It wasn’t hard to deduce that his abilities were far from weak… definitely surpassing Angel’s.
But Angel’s mood was much more tranquil than when he first saw the guests. Perhaps he had come to terms with the situation: every guest was stronger than him, and he could neither escape nor resist. Instead of being anxious, it was better to calmly accept the situation.
At least for now, no guest seemed intent on attacking him.
Because he had relaxed his mindset and shed the mental burden he had previously carried, his observational skills significantly improved.
In facing Menavarro, Angel noticed many details.
For instance, there was an inexplicable familiarity about Menavarro’s tentacles.
That texture, that shape, and that color… Although slightly different from the tentacles of the sphere creature, Angel always felt they were inherently connected.
Indeed, when Menavarro approached Angel, he felt as if he was facing a larger version of the sphere creature.
But the so-called sphere creature, also known as the Seed of Distortion, wasn’t it a “pet” created by Boil Gentleman?
As Angel pondered, Menavarro, with his bean-sized crimson eyes, stared coldly at Boil Gentleman and said icily, “Don’t think that just because you mentioned it in front of Highness Shava or got his approval, you can whitewash your vile deeds. That’s absolutely impossible and won’t work!”
After speaking, Menavarro turned to Angel, first nodding respectfully, and then said, “Respected Highness Shava, please don’t believe his lies. He’s no gentleman, but a thief. His Seed of Distortion wasn’t created for the faith of Lord Nooka, but merely an inadvertent by-product to vex me.”
“This Thief Boil, he secretly stole my shed tentacles to make the main material for the Seed of Distortion. Theft is one thing, but spreading rumors about me is utterly despicable! Highness Shava, please don’t believe Thief Boil’s words!”
Menavarro’s eyes earnestly met Angel’s, as if to convey his surging emotions.
However, Angel thought to himself, “……”
Menavarro had pushed him into the spotlight, even implying he should adjudicate the matter.
He could tell Menavarro didn’t truly respect him, just like the Black and White Maids, his respect was still for Lord Nooka. Menavarro didn’t really want Angel to be the judge, but because he was bothered by Boil Gentleman and his backbiting, he created this situation.
Such justice, Angel dared not preside over. After all, he couldn’t even ascertain the specifics, so what could he say? He could only maintain a neutral expression and silence.
While Angel pondered silently on how to respond, the accused Boil Gentleman spoke: “What theft? I merely found them by chance! The Seeds of Distortion I created were personally approved by Lord Nooka, I didn’t steal!”
Menavarro still looked angry: “What do you mean by chance? My shed tentacles were in the secret space of the Crossroads, not a place for casual visits.”
“I just went to check on the progress of the descent of the Land of Heart Sigh. If there was a need for my help, I could be useful,” Boil Gentleman argued.
“The Crossroads only handles spatial issues, you can’t see the Land of Heart Sigh descent progress there. Besides, you went not just at the Crossroads, but also my secret space. Is there such a thing as picking things up from someone else’s house?”
“… Isn’t it just a casual visit?”
Although Angel couldn’t see Boil Gentleman’s expression, his argument was clearly weakening.
It seemed that Menavarro was telling the truth; after all, the appearance of the Seeds of Distortion resembled Menavarro quite a bit; Boil Gentleman’s Seeds of Distortion were likely made from Menavarro’s tentacles.
“Besides, I stopped picking them up later. It was Lord Nooka who had Black Maid directly bring me your unwanted tentacles,” Boil Gentleman added.
Menavarro scoffed and did not reply.
But by then, Angel had a clear understanding: Boil Gentleman inadvertently created the Seed of Distortion, and seeing its potential, Lord Nooka naturally had Menavarro give his tentacles to Boil Gentleman…
Chapter 2060 Seed of Distortion <TOC> Chapter 2062 Final Seat