Chapter 2312 Haralenne <TOC> Chapter 2314 Visiting a Friend
Translator: SumTLMan
Wilderness of Dreams, New City Construction Underway.
Barefoot, a girl in a blood-red pouf dress, holding a black umbrella with red trim, walks at the end of the long street that circles the city.
The buildings nearby are mostly completed, tall and closely packed, yet deserted. Most people are at the other end of the New City, where construction is still underway.
Such a sight of a girl with an umbrella, walking on the empty yet bustling brick streets under the continuously overcast sky, creates a sense of decadent beauty.
Her blood-red dress stands out with a strong presence, making her immediately noticeable in the grand scheme of things.
Liana, flying mid-air, is drawn to her.
Descending from the sky, Liana lands in front of the girl, looks her up and down, and finally bursts into laughter at the sight of the girl’s bare feet: “Ever since you became a witch, Flora, this is the first time I’ve seen you walking on the ground outside.”
Flora, the girl in the blood-red pouf dress, rolls her eyes at her friend: “Do you think I want to? The Lux levels are too low to use levitation spells. My mental energy here can’t support my body floating either. It’s so annoying.”
Liana, trying to contain her laughter, takes out a scroll of wind from her belt pouch and hands it to Flora: “Take this for now. It contains a basic amount of wind energy. If you’re just floating in the air, it should last you for about ten days to half a month.”
Flora accepts it, senses it for a moment, and says, “It’s barely enough if I’m not using it to travel.”
As she speaks, Flora activates the rune scroll, and her pouf dress inflates like a balloon, lifting her into the air.
Regaining her familiar floating ability in the Wilderness of Dreams, Flora’s stern face finally softens into a smile.
Liana joins Flora, linking arms with her: “The day before yesterday when I asked you in the Tree Group, you said you were still in Initial Heart City. How come you suddenly showed up here? It’s good you’re here, though; we’re short on hands.”
“This is why I didn’t want to come to the New City,” Flora mutters.
Liana cheerfully ignores Flora’s complaint: “So, why did you suddenly decide to come to the New City?”
Flora replies, “It’s nothing. The resources in Initial Heart City were too scarce. It was difficult to conduct research there.”
Flora is telling the truth, but she had arrived in the New City via airship yesterday, only delaying her entrance to today because she had to help Sumesh stabilize his physical body.
She had come up now wanting to meet Sanders.
“Mentor just returned to reality, mentioned he had to leave, and then entered the Wilderness of Dreams again. I don’t know what happened; I’m worried something might have gone wrong,” Flora says while checking her Mother Tree Communicator for a reply to the message she had sent Sanders earlier.
“I saw him enter the Rosewater Pavilion earlier; he’s probably discussing matters with Highness Nemeti.”
“Highness… Nemeti? Who is that?” Flora ponders the honorific, clearly puzzled.
“Come with me, I’m also headed to the Rosewater Pavilion. We can talk as we walk, and I think I might have guessed why Sanders suddenly said he was leaving,” Liana said, pulling Flora towards the direction of the Rosewater Pavilion.
Throughout their journey, Liana shared her theories about Nemeti. Most of her story was speculative, as her knowledge was based solely on the message she received from Angel. However, her female intuition and naturally higher emotional intelligence compared to men allowed her to construct a narrative that was surprisingly close to the truth, missing only minor details.
Flora was visibly shocked throughout the conversation.
The mystery of the disappearing elemental energy on Edge Island? A world inhabited solely by elemental creatures, which also happens to be a subsidiary world to the Wizarding World?
Just this revelation was unbelievable to Flora.
And to think, Angel was the one who unearthed all of this!
“First, the Wilderness of Dreams, and now, a world of elemental life,” Liana said with a smile. “Angel is really something.”
Another reason for Liana’s praise of Angel was that these two groundbreaking discoveries would be revealed at this year’s Tea Party, making it an unprecedented event that future gatherings could hardly surpass.
And Liana, the host of this Tea Party, would gain immeasurable benefits.
Flora’s feelings were mixed; in her memory, Angel was still the young boy trembling on the Bohemia Ship.
Yet now, one event after another was proving Angel’s potential and the incalculable value he inherently possessed.
All this in just a few years.
Flora’s disbelief initially turned to jealousy, and now… she had finally let go.
Although she still felt a sense of imbalance, the reality was undeniable, and she had to put aside her pride.
Eventually, she sighed along with Liana, “Yes, Angel is really something.”
Soon after, they arrived at the Rosewater Pavilion.
As they entered the lobby on the first floor, they saw Sanders coming down from the staircase, with Angel by his side.
Had it been before, Flora might have felt a jolt in her heart upon seeing Angel, feeling uneasy.
But after her recent reflections, she felt much calmer seeing Angel again.
She floated over to Angel with a smile, gently nudging his shoulder with her immaculate, bare feet, “Little brother Angel, you’ve been involved in quite a lot of significant events lately. Even in remote areas, I hear your name every day.”
Angel smiled sheepishly in response.
“Where’s Little Red?” Angel looked behind Flora but didn’t see Little Red, which he found quite unaccustomed to.
Flora said, “It seems Little Red can’t come in. Mentor tried using Dream Entry before, but Little Red doesn’t sleep, nor is it affected by such dream spells.”
Mentioning Little Red, Flora felt a bit of regret. She and Little Red were inseparable, and now that Little Red couldn’t enter the Wilderness of Dreams, her desire to enter had significantly decreased.
“Little Red itself is a creature from the Nightmare Plane, and the Wilderness of Dreams is a gap between the Nightmare Plane, the Dream Realm, and reality. It should be possible to enter,” Angel muttered, “Maybe we’re just not using the right method?”
Flora’s eyes lit up: “Can Little Red really come in?”
Angel replied, “According to common sense, yes. But maybe not through Dream Entry. I’ll look into it when we see Little Red again.”
How to allow a creature from the Nightmare Plane to enter the Wilderness of Dreams seemed like an interesting topic.
“Since you’ve said so, I’ll look forward to our next meeting,” Flora said with a smile, feeling something was missing without Little Red by her side.
Meanwhile, Sanders was talking to Liana.
“Have you finished talking? Did Tree Spirit take Highness Nemeti out for a walk?” Liana asked with a hint of regret. She wanted to talk more with Nemeti, hoping she could join the Tea Party later, which would make it even more lively.
However, since Nemeti could enter the Wilderness of Dreams, there would likely be another opportunity in the future. Thinking of this, Liana felt relieved.
Sanders looked deeply at Liana, as if he could see through her thoughts but chose not to point them out.
He was well aware of the importance of the Tea Party in the hearts of witches, even though he personally found it boring.
Sanders turned to Flora: “I saw your message in the Tree Group. I’ve sent you the information about Nemeti and the situation in the Tidal Realm. I’m leaving this time to check out the Tidal Realm myself.”
Flora nodded, understanding the necessity of the situation. The emergence of the Tidal Realm was big news that could shake the Wizarding World.
With Sanders going there, and Angel as the discoverer, they could secure greater benefits for Phantom Island.
Flora had thought about going there herself, but with Sumesh showing signs of awakening and her ongoing research on the Blood Melting Virus, she couldn’t leave the Scarlet Plague Believers’ area just yet.
“I understand,” Flora said. “And about Sumesh…”
Sanders replied, “I’ve also sent the information to him. He should already know.”
With that, Flora had nothing more to say.
Sanders: “After I leave, both you and Sumesh must be extra cautious, especially you. The research on the Blood Melting Virus isn’t something that can be achieved overnight, and the followers of the Scarlet Plague are not ones to be trifed with lightly. If a few more archbishops were to emerge, both you and Sumesh could find yourselves in grave danger.”
Faced with Sanders’ rare concern, waves of emotion stirred faintly in Flora’s heart.
Her voice was low, carrying a weight of solemnity: “I’ll be careful.”
Sanders patted Flora on the shoulder, his heart actually filled with great expectations for her not giving up. He hoped that she could truly embark on the path of true knowledge with the help of the Blood Melting Virus.
After exchanging a few more words of casual conversation, Sanders and Angel logged off.
Back in reality, Angel opened his eyes on the Gondola.
“It’s time to get started,” Angel said softly.
Sitting on the table, Dangros curiously looked over: “What’s about to start?”
“You’ll know soon enough,” Angel replied casually, then had Speedling lower the Gondola to the ground.
“Stay on the Gondola, Speedling and Lobert as well. Don’t follow me over to avoid being accidentally injured by spatial energy,” Angel turned back and instructed the group of elemental creatures.
After concluding his statement, Angel leaped off the Gondola alone.
He looked around.
Beneath his feet was soft white sand, and not far off lay an endless salt lake, its farthest reaches blending into the sky.
The salt lake was shallow, its deepest parts barely reaching waist height, with a bed of pure white crystals. Due to the lower refractive index of saltwater compared to freshwater, from a distance, the lake appeared as a flawless mirror.
The azure sky, reflecting off this natural mirror alongside the massive, mountain-like cumulus clouds, created a breathtakingly beautiful scene.
“Such a sight would be hard to find in the outside world,” Angel affirmed, fully appreciating the beauty before him.
This untouched beauty was commonplace in the Tidal Realm, unspoiled by the outer world. Indeed, this salt lake, nameless and vast, was just one of many.
Yes, this was a nameless place.
It was also the area with the most stable spatial energy that Angel had asked Speedling to find.
Located hundreds of kilometers from the nearest elemental territory, the Green Forest Domain, this area was seldom visited by any elemental creatures.
Due to the uniqueness of the saltwater, not even water elemental creatures ventured here, making it an ideal location for opening planar passages.
Stepping into the salt lake, Angel’s black-gold boots did not sink but instead walked on the surface without causing a ripple.
Walking about a hundred meters into this mirror of the sky, Angel stopped.
While silently reciting the directions given by Sanders, he took out the casting materials he had prepared earlier.
Constructing a mental model, the materials provided special energy support.
As ripples spread out from beneath his feet, rifts began to appear in front of Angel. When these rifts peaked, a multitude of mirror-like fragments shattered.
A dark, abyssal portal, seemingly leading straight to the depths, appeared out of nowhere.
From a distance on the Gondola, Cupid watched intently in Angel’s direction, curious about his actions. Upon witnessing the emergence of the strange abyssal rift, its expression changed suddenly, as if realizing something.
Lobert, sensing the surge of spatial energy emanating from the passage, also showed a noticeable change in expression: “Is it finally happening?”
Cupid: “…It seems so.”
Dangros was watching, just like the main head and deputy head of Lobert, completely baffled: “What are you talking about? What is coming?”
“Change,” Cupid paused, seemingly feeling that the term was insufficient to describe everything, and then revised its statement: “Or rather, a great change.”
“A great change in the Tidal Realm?” Dangros wasn’t slow to catch on; with just a hint from Cupid, it immediately understood.
“Are humans coming?”
“When Mr. Pat appears here, this day was bound to come sooner or later. It’s just that it was so sudden,” Cupid sighed lightly. Although it had accepted the fact that humans would enter the Tidal Realm, when the day actually arrived, even the usually calm Cupid showed a hint of worry.
It wasn’t just Cupid; the tail head of Lobert also rarely showed a look of concern.
Its worry, however, was different from Cupid’s. It was somewhat concerned about not standing by the side of Pollio during this world-changing event, unsure of what decision Highness would ultimately make.
The minds of everyone on the Gondola were complex at this moment.
Meanwhile, on the other side, in the opening of the dark abyssal rift, after maintaining for several minutes, a silhouette of a person finally appeared.
The black silhouette, as it left the dark abyss, seemed to transform from flat to three-dimensional.
Light as if shaped by an artist’s pen.
Outlined a perfectly tall and slender figure.
The comer was Sanders.