Chapter 53 Growing Up <TOC> Chapter 55 Contact
Translator: SumTLMan
Angel sat at the table and looked through the window towards the blue sky.
The sun sprinkled warm rays on his skin, quietly painting a golden glow, as a warm gentle breeze pleasantly drifted through, so warm and comfortable that he could not help but get sleepy.
How long has it been since he felt so sleepy? Since he got on board the Bohemia, Angel has not really had a chance to relax, one reason is the because of mood, the other being that the ship is sailing through the sea, inevitably being a bumpy ride. On the Bohemia, Angel always felt like he was moving through thick cotton.
But above the heavens on the cloud whale, the travel is as stable as real land.
This kind of stability, allows Angel to have a rare peace of mind. There is nothing to do, except bask in the warm sun, smell the fragrance of grass, and Angel unconsciously allows the slumber to pass.
At that moment, a pebble drew a beautiful arc, flying through the window and landing on the table.
A small sound disturbed Angel’s sleep.
Opening his slightly hazy eyes, as Angel had just awoken, for a moment he was still in a daze, until another pebble flew in, this time the inertia of the stone rebounded and landed on Angel’s hand.
Angel then slowly regained his focus and picked up the other pebble in doubt.
Who’s playing tricks?
Angel craned his neck and looked out of the window.
Fresh green grass, swaying by the genial breeze, the cloud whale sailing smoothly through the skies, with clouds from time to time covering the lawn, obscuring the cattle and sheep so that he can only vaguely see their figures moving.
Angel looked left and right, and there was no sign of where the pebble came from.
Just as he was puzzling, a lazy hoarse female voice came into his ears:
“Hey boy, are you looking for me?”
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It was a curvy woman in brown leather covered with silver scales mail and a pauldron.
She was in the tent opposite of Angel, which had been covered by some clouds before, that Angel did not immediately notice a moment before.
Through the window on the tent, Angel could only partially see the woman opposite of him, leaning against the table, holding her cheek in her hand, and looking at him curiously. She was rolling a pebble back and forth in her other hand, as if to tell Angel that she was the one who had thrown the pebbles before.
Although it is impossible to see the woman’s whole body, but from the length of the her long wavy brown hair and the graceful upper body, this woman should be very tall.
The woman’s appearance is beautiful and mature, with side bangs on her face, which made her look both sexy and lazy.
Even Angel, a young teenager whose concept of women is still very vague, could not help but brighten his eyes at the sight.
With the melodious breeze, Angel and Nausica began their first conversation.
Nausica, the lady opposite, is very talkative and can easily grasp and dominate each topic discussed. Even if Angel takes the initiative to open a topic, she can use facial expressions, movements, derivative questions, and verbal rhetoric, to then slowly dominate the topic again.
When Angel talked with her, he didn’t even feel uncomfortable, even though some of the ideas presented about topics were constantly biased, she was still able to make others feel harmonious and pleasant.
This is a natural born leader.
“You’re not from the nine bloodbath cabins, are you?” Nausica lifted her head and looked at Angel with her turquoise eyes.
“The nine bloodbath cabins?” Angel muttered doubtfully.
“You can’t be, I smell no blood from you. Otherwise you are a lucky little fellow.” Nausica took out a long black and gold pipe from somewhere, took a puff from time to time, and rings of smoke began mixing into the clouds, making her body always look surrounded by white smoke.
The nine bloodbath cabins, is a one of the Savage Grottoes way of screening talents, dividing all talents to nine different stone cabins to carry out bloody battles, the winner is the king, and the loser must die. There is a safe zone in each stone cabin, but it is only open for a limited time. In addition, there are ten rules in the stone cabins, and the talents have to bypass or use the stone cabin rules either by various means, whether by tricks or by brute force, to finally survive.
He now understands why he smelled such a strong smell of blood when he passed a square stone cabin, it was a bloodbath cabin to screen the gifted!
Only one winner in a bloodbath cabin was allowed to join the Savage Grottoes.
According to Nausica, the winners of the bloodbath cabins were either won by ingenuity, by discord, or by pretending to be dead.
“There were only two people who really relied on their strength to qualify as an apprentice.” Nausica said as she puffed out another ring of smoke.
“One is Baruba, the half-barbarian in bloodbath cabin four.”
“What about the other one?” Angel asked.
Nausica looked directly at Angel with a sultry smile in the corner of her mouth. “The other one,” she said, “Is me.”
Hearing her answer, Angel stared with round eyes, he had not expected such a sexy and beautiful woman to unexpectedly rely on her own strength in battle to qualify.
Angel observing her, did not see a trace of blood, he only felt a peaceful and lazy person surrounded by smoke.
Such a woman will be ferocious and cruel enough to kill a whole cabin of people in order to obtain survival qualifications?!
“Is it truly cruel? Actually, it isn’t. That’s just the way it is. A truth of the world. ” Nausica smiled. “Anything can be done in order to survive.”
“Natural selection, survival of the fittest.” Angel slowly said.
Nausica glanced at Angel. “That’s a brilliant summary. It’s not something can be said at your age.”
Angel’s mouth closed at the noncommittal response, this is indeed not what he originally said, but he stood on the shoulders of giants, with the civilization of earth as his foundation, he can learn things, and apply it as well!
“Well, I’m very idle here. I’m just trying to talk and relieve boredom. After talking for so long, let’s call it a day. ” Nausica stretched out her hand and gently pulled down the white curtain of her window. “A last word of advice, some people may not be satisfied that you haven’t been through a bloody fight.”
Nausica pointed to several small tents in the distance. “See those tents? These are the winners of the nine bloodbath cabins. ”
Angel looked at then, but because they were too far away, he could only see small tents in the distance. But he clearly saw that, as his eyes landed on them, the curtains of several tents were pulled down gently, and he could see that these people had been watching him.
It reminded him of when he had always felt like he was being watched behind his back, as Flora led him around the area, and perhaps it was those people who did not come out of their tents.
“After all, those who can win from the nine bloodbath cabins are more or less superior talents. In this world, a lot of disputes come from-inequality. Do you understand? Little boy. ”
There is no shortage of inequality. Although Angel knows this, he had only boarded the cloud whale today! He thought the battles of the nine bloodbath cabins were over!
“But you don’t have to worry about being outside on the cloud whales. The wizard just now did not set a forbidden zone outside your tent. You can leave the tent at any time. We, on the other hand, are confined to our tents and are not allowed to go out. ” Nausica said: “That’s one of the reasons why they don’t like you.”
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Despite having a good chat with Nausica, Angel was always vigilant. As she said, there is nothing good about a man who can come out of the nine bloodbath cabins.
However, the last reminder from Nausica, Angel did take it to heart.
It is not because of his trust in Nausica, but mistrust in human nature.
The clouds parted from the stars, and the curtain of the night pulled open to reveal the gentle moonlight.
When Angel had dinner, he wondered why Flora wanted him take the initiative to show his presence in front of his cheap mentor, as he was pondering, Flora floated in front of him.
“Good evening, Angel.”
“Evening, Miss Flora.”
Flora did not care about Angel’s name. Although her birth was different from that of Eastley’s, she also had no last name, and had been adopted by Sanders when she was a child. She had also wanted to take the last name of her mentor, but her mentor did not agree.
“Mentor has finished his experiment. I think you should go and see him.”