HPDBC Chapter 74 The Blood-stained Entrance Ceremony (9)
Chapter 74 The Blood-stained Entrance Ceremony (9)
Chapter 74 The Blood-stained Entrance Ceremony (9)
Silveryns hair fluttered lightly in the breeze. After ascending to the island, she was taking a brief respite, gazing at the landscape spread out below her feet.
Then, a man dressed in priestly robes silently approached her along the corridor that encircled the sky garden.
The man stopped four steps away from Silveryn and bowed politely.
I had not thought we would meet again, Lady Silveryn.
Silveryn slowly turned her body to look down at the priest and said,
Its been a while, Price. I didnt think this place would last much longer, becoming doomed so soon. Seems its lifeline is tougher than I thought.
The Altar of the Stars had stopped accepting successors. Therefore, whether one way or another, it was fated to have its lineage cut and to be completely forgotten by the world eventually.
Haha, its always been in a position where it wouldnt be unusual to fall.
Thats right. I came hurriedly to seek some help before it does.
If not for help, there would be no other reason for you to visit this place again. When you left before, you said you would return once you found the owner of the cube. Am I right in thinking that is what brought you back?
Silveryn produced a glass bottle filled with blood and showed it to him.
As she gently shook the bottle, the cube made a clinking sound within.
The priests eyes sparkled with keen interest as he observed.
So it truly happened. I never thought Id see the day. The Silveryn was able to acquire the Rosenthal Cube
Silveryn narrowed her eyes and cut off the priest sharply,
Unfortunately, its not what youre thinking.
Price hesitated, his face reflecting confusion.
Not what Im thinking? What are you implying? Dont tell me you disregarded the traditions of the Rosenthal Cube?
Yes. I just used it in a hurry.
No, how could you with such a sacred object
The priest was so astounded he couldnt continue. The Rosenthal Cube wasnt just difficult to source material for; it also took years to make. It was not an item to be used carelessly.
Upon witnessing Silveryns confident demeanor, Price sighed deeply as if resigned and spoke,
Your headstrong ways remain unchanged. The wind is colder up here than below. Lets go inside.
The priest led Silveryn to where the Altar of the Stars was located. As they walked along the corridor, he asked her,
So even if not to that extreme, there must be someone bothering you, Lady Silveryn. The purpose of the Rosenthal Cube itself implies as much.
For the normally aloof Silveryn to use the cube on someone implied something significant.
The Rosenthal Cube was traditionally a relic meant for betrothed lovers to swallow one each and form a spiritual bond.
It was unlikely she handed over one of her pair of cubes to someone else without attaching any meaning to it.
Prices mind brimmed with questions. Silveryns cube was a token of gratitude for the help received from the Altar of the Stars.
Although the priests of the Altar had owed their lives to Silveryn, all she strove for had resulted in failure.
The cube was given with the hope that the disillusioned Silveryn would find meaning in a different life.
The priests all genuinely wished for contentment and happiness in Silveryns future.
Price, like any other priest, deemed it important to know who had unsettled her heart.
May I inquire who it is that has so stirred Lady Silveryns heart?
Women typically sought ascendant unions, rarely engaging with men of lower station than themselves. To be on par with Silveryns standard, one would have to think about princes, swordmasters, or great magicians.
Anticipation about who the impressive figure might be made the priests lips twitch slightly.
Damian clenched his teeth.
Damian. Dont talk! Ill get you help right now.
Damian tore open the librarians clothes to assess the condition but bit his lip once more. There was no spot untouched by leeches.
He swiftly stripped away the leeches.
In the midst of that, the librarian abruptly grabbed Damians wrist, halting his actions.
Imcough, its too late for me. You must escapeimmediately.
Stop talking already!
The mans hand shook violently.
That Trisha aiming for in the labyrinth You must escape, quickly, quickly
Damians heart sank.
Trisha. He had momentarily forgotten about Trishas existence.
What happened to Trisha?
Its still not confirmedcough, go now, flee escape
Just stay alive and lets go together!
Its useless You must leave now the compass is pointing cough, as far away from here as possible before its too late, hurry.
The librarian vomited blood as if his innards were being squeezed out.
And then the hand that gripped Damians wrist fell lifelessly; the librarians breathing had stopped.
Damian stood motionless, his heart pounding as if it would explode, wishing all this was a dream.
What on earth was happening?
The place had become a veritable hell on earth.
He repeated the librarians words. Targeting Trisha? Damian didnt notice her among the bodies when he scanned the area.
Only one thought flickered in Damians mind.
He had to save Trisha.
Again fierce winds swept through the labyrinth, and clouds of red mist rolled in like dark storm clouds.
A putrid smell of blood and rotting corpses jabbed at his nostrils.
Goosebumps rose on his skin and he felt a chill. Damian stood up and turned in the direction from which the bloody mist came. His vision was obscured; he couldnt see anything, but his instincts told him something was approaching.
A strange wailing suddenly filled the labyrinth. A demons cry, surely not of human origin.
It was a sound that once tore through his soul long ago. Thanks to that, Damian recognized it in an instant.
It was the cry of a wraith.
Damian felt his heart turn to ice. Memories of being helplessly thrown off a cliff flashed through his mind.
Suddenly, there was a sign of life from one direction.
Click-clack
Someone, their footsteps light, was coming toward him. Damian stood frozen, nervously swallowing saliva.
Something then pounded noisily against his chest. Damian pulled out the necklace he wore. The necklace gifted to him by Professor Ella vibrated intensely.
There was only one danger the necklace detected.
A dark mage. It was the herald of death.