Chapter 2451 Transitioning <TOC> Chapter 2453 Despair before Death
Translator: SumTLMan
The appearance of the Gorgon with serpent hair was merely the beginning; soon after, a group of non-sea beasts entered the sight of the onlookers.
These were a group of mermaids with delicate appearances, possessing dark skin, golden eyes, and milky-white fish tails.
“These are the Pulushi mermaids from the Illusory Sea’s Long Beach!” someone recognized the newcomers.
Although the mermaid race is also humanoid, and low-ranking mermaids, like the serpent-haired Gorgon, would devour humans, this was attributed to their lack of intelligence; the nobility or royalty among mermaids, however, have much greater restraint. They not only refrain from consuming humans but also maintain good relations with many human kingdoms, and trade has never ceased.
As a result, humans actually feel relatively closer to the mermaid race compared to other humanoids, as evident from the terminology used. Humans do not refer to mermaids with the non-human pronoun “it,” but instead use “he” or “she.”
While many humans still look down on mermaids, they would admit that, in terms of bloodline, mermaids are the closest to humans among all the various and strange humanoid creatures.
Now, even mermaids could not resist the attraction of the Mysterious Fruit; does this mean humans are next in line?
This thought was not uncommon among wizards.
However, this was merely speculation, and the mysterious powers obscured the wizards’ sense of danger, leaving those present holding on to a sliver of hope. Except for those wizards who slightly retreated, nicknamed “the cautious,” the rest remained unmoved.
“Lord, should we persuade them to leave?” Angel said to the Enforcer, looking at the immovable mass of wizards behind them.
Angel’s question was more of a probe into the Enforcer’s attitude.
A small fraction of wizards in the Wizarding World holds expectations for their juniors, initially perhaps just looking after those in the same organization; but the stronger they become, the heavier their sense of responsibility grows, spreading further, possibly even encompassing an entire race.
These types of wizards draw their core motivation from their race, aim for a sense of honor, and are galvanized by the glory of humanity. They are the kinds of figures who might appear in epic biographies.
Although extremely rare, such individuals do exist.
If the Enforcer was one of these individuals, seeing so many young successors die because of the Mysterious Fruit might indeed cause some regret.
Thus, Angel’s words could potentially gain the Enforcer’s favor.
Even if the Enforcer was not a “philanthropic” type of wizard, such a statement would not cause displeasure.
Therefore, Angel spoke up.
As for what Angel truly thought, that was another matter entirely.
The Enforcer indifferently said, “Do you think these people would heed a warning?”
Angel glanced back at the mass of wizards behind them. They had clearly assessed the potential crisis, yet their eyes still held a form of persistence… or rather, obsession.
The moment obsession appears, the answer becomes quite evident.
Angel shook his head, “No.”
It’s actually easy to guess their mental activities. With so many wizards present and not being at the very front, if a change occurs with the wizards in front, they could see it and escape immediately.
Moreover, humans might not necessarily be affected by the Mysterious Fruit.
Even if there is an effect, judging by the fruit’s pulsation frequency, it is very close to maturation. Perhaps, before it’s their turn, the fruit will have already matured. Isn’t that a chance to gain something for nothing?
“Merely trying to persuade them to leave through words is almost impossible. Perhaps, only if they experience it firsthand, will they remember the pain,” Angel whispered.
The Enforcer: “Not necessarily. Maybe someone could persuade them with words?”
When the Enforcer’s voice fell, he glanced subtly at the Pursuit of Light Chairman not far away.
Seeing this, Angel understood the Enforcer’s meaning. These wizards might not heed the warning, but what if the speaker is the Chairman of the City of Truth?
The City of Truth represents authority in the Southern Region, which is universally recognized. Words coming from the Pursuit of Light Chairman naturally carry more weight.
If the Pursuit of Light Chairman also mentions that these words are actually predictions from Councilor Vera, the credibility would be even higher.
Of course, this also depends on whether the Pursuit of Light Chairman is willing to speak.
Angel personally feels that the Pursuit of Light Chairman is very likely to speak, as this is also a good opportunity to demonstrate the transcendence, fairness, and authority of the City of Truth.
With this thought, Angel paid more attention to the conversation on the Pursuit of Light Chairman’s side.
…
After dozens of Pulushi mermaids consecutively turned into blood foam, sacrificing themselves to the Mysterious Fruit, a long period passed without any humanoid creatures appearing.
This slightly relieved the humans around.
Perhaps, that group of Pulushi mermaids was just an accident, and it wouldn’t involve humans?
The obsession with obtaining the Mysterious Object made them more inclined to believe the outcomes they preferred. However, reality is often the opposite; the things you least want to happen are exactly what come to pass.
After waiting for about half an hour, the Pursuit of Light Chairman finally received a reply from Councilor Vera.
Upon hearing Councilor Vera’s prediction about the matter, the Pursuit of Light Chairman’s expression subtly changed.
“I have just received a prophecy from Councilor Vera,” the Pursuit of Light Chairman said softly, instantly drawing everyone’s attention.
“What did Councilor Vera say?” Adelaya asked while caressing the skull on top of her cane.
“Not good,” sighed the Pursuit of Light Chairman, “Councilor Vera is unable to predict the matters of the Mist Zone. The mysterious aura here has obscured her vision into destiny. However, she has used other methods to make indirect predictions.”
“In the potential futures seen by Councilor Vera, the wizards who come here… those with names and reputations, in many futures, they soon fall silent, no longer showing any spark.”
This means they either vanished, left the Southern Region, or… they died.
The probability of so many humans vanishing or leaving at the same time is slim. Thus, the likely answer is: they die in the near future. That’s why there’s no further news of them in the Southern Region.
Hearing this conclusion, everyone’s expression turned grim. However, they quickly accepted the result, as it was within their expectations.
“Should we tell them?” After a moment of silence, Rivetta was the first to speak.
“Since a choice has been made, they should be prepared for death,” said Adelaya coldly.
Pursuit of Light Chairman: “Lady Black Baroness, they haven’t been marked by the Time Thief, and their other choices haven’t been stolen. They still have a chance to regret.”
Adelaya: “What does it matter? Even if they don’t die this time, greed, as a cardinal sin, will erupt in the next similar incident.”
Pursuit of Light Chairman: “That’s their future to face. We don’t necessarily have to choose for them, but informing them doesn’t take much effort.”
It takes very little effort to earn a favor, which is very cost-effective. Even if some wizards don’t recognize this favor, it doesn’t matter; not acknowledging a favor is one thing, but after this, they will inevitably deepen their trust in the absolute neutrality of the City of Truth.
The City of Truth’s unblemished name in the Southern Region wasn’t achieved overnight; it was built up over time.
Adelaya snorted coldly: “Since the Chairman is so insistent, then it’s up to the Chairman. But I definitely won’t persuade.”
At this moment, Dietrich suddenly said, “I can take the task on behalf of Lord Pursuit of Light.”
The Pursuit of Light Chairman looked deeply at Dietrich, “I was going to say that I would send a projection there, but since Wizard Dietrich is also willing to go, let’s go together.”
Dietrich: “Thank you.”
He thanked him because Dietrich was well aware that the Pursuit of Light Chairman must have seen his intention.
Just as the Pursuit of Light Chairman considers the unblemished name of the City of Truth, Dietrich is also considering how to deepen the influence of —City Firefly’s Night Whisper— in the Wizarding World. This opportunity is obviously a good one, and he naturally doesn’t want to miss it.
“Wizard Dietrich, let’s go. The longer we delay, the more variables will arise.”
They intended to leave, but their projections actually remained in place, as once a projection is cast, it cannot move. To communicate with others, they could only recreate and send their projections anew into reality.
It didn’t take long for them to conjure two new projections that descended among the crowd behind them.
Hearing the crowd’s surprised murmurs from behind, Angel understood that the Pursuit of Light Charman and Dietrich had already disseminated Vera’s prophecy.
“How many do you think will choose to leave?” Suddenly, the Enforcer started a conversation, posing the question to Angel.
Glancing back, Angel observed many wizards retreating; it seemed to be a significant number.
“Vera is one of the Eighteen Observers of the Crown Star Church. Her words should carry considerable weight. Perhaps, seven or eight out of ten?” Angel speculated.
The Enforcer chuckled lightly, “If one or two out of ten are Dissuaded, that would already be a lot.”
“One or two out of ten? That seems unlikely,” Angel expressed doubt, especially considering that almost ninety percent of the wizards were retreating at the moment.
“Just wait and see.”
The truth is like a flower that blooms after the dust settles. Before the flower blooms, telling others that it will have square petals or a blue pistil, even if you are an experienced gardener, they might not believe you.
“Thinking oneself to be” and “I feel” are the motivations for humans to explore the unknown, but they are also walls built from a sense of superiority within one’s moral high ground.
Humans are naïve and foolish. They are easily influenced and stubbornly inflexible.
Therefore, it’s obviously impossible to sway everyone’s decision with just a few words.
Adding human stubbornness to the mix——conflict of interest, reduces even further the number willing to believe the Pursuit of Light Charman.
After such reduction, how many would be willing to leave?
Time gradually passed.
The projections of the Pursuit of Light Charman and Dietrich disappeared from the back, and after some time, Angel looked back and fell silent.
Magnusson had not moved, which was normal. Magnusson had made up his mind; his choice was hinted by the Time Thief, for the sake of the future path, he could not leave.
But the others…
Angel had seen that ninety percent of the people had retreated upon hearing the prophecy, but that was just it, they merely retreated. It seemed they were hoping against hope, thinking that moving a bit further away would suffice.
The wizards who truly left the mist were actually less than ten percent.
The Enforcer’s judgment was spot-on.
Chapter 2451 Transitioning <TOC> Chapter 2453 Despair before Death