Chapter 93: First Contact with Senior Martial Sister
Abyss continued chanting his incantation but immediately responded to Rebecca, multitasking.
“What happened? Did you contact Leona? She hasn’t spoken to me these past two days; I thought she was busy.”
“I know you couldn’t get away these past few days. I just contacted Leona, and it was her voice that answered – but something felt off. I used food as a topic to test her, and she actually said she’s undead and doesn’t need to eat. It’s highly likely she’s been captured by your former schoolmates.”
Rebecca told Abyss.
“I understand. Thank you, Rebecca. I’ll contact the other party immediately.”
“Don’t be reckless, Abyss. The enemy will definitely threaten you. Don’t let them do anything to Leona… I think they have ways to sever your connection with Leona, which would turn her to ash.”
“I know what I’m doing, Rebecca. Thank you for your hard work these past few days.”
Abyss calmly replied to Rebecca.
Rebecca sighed softly: “After you finish what you’re doing, you must find that bastard hiding in the shadows and causing trouble. I absolutely won’t let him off!”
Abyss agreed and temporarily disconnected from Rebecca.
He hadn’t stopped chanting while communicating with Rebecca. Although he didn’t possess Rebecca’s super-brain capable of handling dozens of thought threads simultaneously, chatting mentally while chanting was effortless.
“Leona, are you there?”
This time, the response came much faster than when Rebecca had asked: “I’m here, Abyss. What is it?”
“Could I trouble you not to call me by the nickname Leona uses? I find it annoying.” Abyss had no intention of playing along; he decided to be direct.
There was a clear pause on the other end, then an unfamiliar female voice came through: “Oh? You found out? Did I say something out of character for Miss Leona just now? As expected of the former continent’s top scholar, Miss Rebecca. It seems it didn’t take much effort.”
“Leona has been abducted by you? So you’re my schoolmate? Judging by your voice, you’re not an old lady. Should I call you Senior Martial Sister?”
“Hehe, obedient Junior Brother, you’re quite clever. That’s right, I am your Senior Martial Sister. My name is Fidia,” the woman chuckled lightly. “Since it’s come to this, I won’t beat around the bush. I’m actually heading towards the Druid gathering with your little sweetheart right now. Hmm… speaking of which, how do you find the plague at the Druid gathering? Pretty potent, wouldn’t you say?”
“So it was your doing. I have to say, the skill level is indeed high,” Abyss spoke truthfully. “I don’t know the specifics of your magic yet; such magic hasn’t been recorded on the continent before. But your methods are clever, manipulating plague with magic and spreading it in Keshel, a place with extremely high magic concentration, making it impossible for us to fundamentally eliminate the magical pathogens. You’ve certainly caused us quite a bit of trouble.”
Hearing Abyss frankly acknowledge the skillfulness of her side’s methods, Fidia couldn’t help but laugh again: “Hehehe, my dear Junior Brother, your personality is quite different from your stubborn master’s. I thought you’d curse me relentlessly like your little sweetheart Leona.”
“Praise is praise, but cursing is still necessary. You shameless old hag, are you planning to use Leona to exchange for the Sage’s Blood flowing in my veins?”
Before Fidia’s words even faded, Abyss cursed her directly.
“You…” Fidia hadn’t expected Abyss’s personality to be so peculiar. She was momentarily speechless, unsure how to respond. After a long pause, her angry voice came through the spell link, “I advise you to watch your little mouth. I have the ability to sever the connection between you and Leona. If you don’t want her to leave you forever, watch what you say.”
“What are you planning? To claim Leona for yourself? You should be able to guess how much magic is needed to sustain her existence; hopefully, she won’t drain you dry. Or do you plan to simply let her turn to ash? Oh, if your master knew you personally destroyed the bargaining chip that could be used to negotiate with me just because you suffered a trivial insult, he would surely be delighted.” Abyss’s voice dripped with disdain. “Now it’s my turn to advise you to be honest. Don’t think everyone else is a fool; the person you’re trying to trick might be much smarter than you.”
“You!” Fidia, who had maintained a lazy and elegant demeanor, now lost her composure, infuriated by Abyss. “You will pay the price for this!”
“Pay the price for this? Spare me such idiotic jokes. We are now in a fight to the death; I have no intention of showing you any courtesy. Now tell me, how long until you arrive? You don’t have to tell me; as long as Leona is still around, I can estimate the time based on her location.” Abyss gave Fidia no chance to breathe, speaking rapidly like a machine gun, quickly seizing control of the conversation.
Fidia laughed out of extreme anger: “Ha, I can’t be bothered to play games with you either, you ill-mannered little beast. We will arrive at the Druid gathering tomorrow. It’s no secret; since you want to know, I, as your sister, will tell you. But things aren’t that simple. Besides me, many other guests will also visit Keshel. At that time, our hostages will be all the villagers in Keshel who haven’t been killed by the plague yet. I’d like to see what you, a fool who adheres to those four pieces of nonsense, will do.”
“…You now call the Necromancer’s creed the four pieces of nonsense?”
“That’s right, what can you do about it? They are nonsense, undoubtedly.” Fidia felt she had regained some ground, smiling smugly, adding, “Also, don’t even think about moving the villagers of Keshel. Our plague is pervasive. If you don’t want it spreading everywhere, slaughtering across the continent.”
“Then I really must thank you for the reminder, but I actually don’t plan on moving the villagers,” Abyss said. “Using their lives as a bargaining chip to exchange for the Sage’s Blood with me, right? I’ll think about it again. Don’t you dally either; get here soon, understand?”
After saying this, Abyss directly cut off the connection with Fidia.
Fidia, walking with Leona, suddenly stopped, stomping her foot. Her chest heaved violently, clearly furious. After calming down for a long while, she turned and glared fiercely at Leona.
“Your master Abyss is a damned freak!”
Leona, whose body was still being controlled and walking forward, felt extremely wronged: Isn’t it normal to lose face when talking to ABC? Even gods can’t maintain their dignity in front of him. Why glare at me? It’s not like I made him that way!
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