Volume 4: The End of the World Chapter 62: Imperial Embassy
Flora, sitting on the throne of withered glory, could not remember when she regained consciousness - just like people often cannot remember when a dream begins.
But the first thing she noticed when she became aware of her presence was the smell in the air.
After she transformed from a living being into a lich, she felt that her five senses had become duller over the years, and the senses of smell and taste had deteriorated the fastest. It was said that these two senses were most effective in awakening memories, so after becoming an undead, their dullness was most obvious.
The smell in the air now is so strong that even Flora, who is a lich, can't help but feel uncomfortable.
It was a sweet, rotten smell, like a fruit that had fermented too long. This smell became the earliest memory she could recall.
At this time, the man standing at the foot of the throne steps spoke.
"My Lord Duke, the envoy of the Eighth Order said that if you still have concerns about the punishment of those rebels, she can help you carry it out."
At the foot of the throne, a man stood with a festering wolf's head on his neck.
What to execute?
After hearing the other party say the above words with great difficulty using his rotten vocal cords, Flora couldn't help but think.
Then, she got the answer immediately.
The scattered fragments of memory belonging to her body merged into her soul, and in a flash, she seemed to have lived another life of her own again.
It was a life that seemed roughly similar to the one I had experienced, but was vastly different in almost every detail.
After digesting all the memories, she immersed herself in the role she was in at the moment with almost no hindrance.
Blinking, Flora said to the secretary Gareth Wolf in this timeline:
"Just tell her that I appreciate your kindness, but this is also an internal matter of the forest elves. There is no need to trouble the executioner of the Holy Spirit Church to take charge..."
Flora stopped talking in the middle of her speech—she felt that her voice was like a leaky organ.
She was not sure whether the other party could understand what she said.
But it turned out that this idea was completely unnecessary. Seeing that he did not continue speaking, the clerk looked at Flora who had stopped and asked in confusion: "Duke, are you going to tell the messenger of the Eighth Religion these exact words?"
In response, Flora took a deep breath and continued in a leaky voice: "After I personally interrogate them, I will give the order to execute it."
"Yes, your will."
After the clerk finished his words, he bowed and stepped back. After taking several steps back, he slowly turned around and left, leaving her alone in the vast hall of the Bone White House.
Flora, sitting on the withered throne, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She was a little worried before. After traveling to another timeline, she might be exposed because of the mismatch in her memories, or she might not be able to exert her own strength because of the incompatibility between the power systems.
However……
As Flora's mind moved, the magic array engraved in the entire White Bone Palace was activated at will.
Whether it was his memory or his ability, they all matched his will perfectly. It was rather that the memories from his original timeline had become something that required great effort to recall.
It's like trying to recall the waking world while half asleep.
Or after waking up from a dream, you try to recall the experience in the dream.
After sitting on the throne for a while, Flora began to think about what she should do next.
She seemed to vaguely remember that she came here for some important mission.
But those memories are like a castle built of sand, which has been shattered beyond recognition by wave after wave, leaving only the outline of the lake.
Finally, she stood up from the throne.
Since she couldn't remember...she still had to go to the Green Prison first and interrogate the prisoners.
Although he needs the help of the empire's power to reshape Ravenwood's backward traditions, this does not mean that the power of life and death of the forest elves should be handed over to the empire.
After all, she is the true ruler of Ravenwood.
Not those guys from the Imperial Embassy .
…………
After a brief shock, William quickly calmed down.
That bloated, rotten, mountain-like figure was no threat to him. Even though this timeline had been affected by the hungry and rotten lady Camilla for thousands of years, it was still within the scope of the present world.
Therefore, it can only be said that Camilla has made a container for herself that is strong enough to contain her own power - a container that is much more powerful than the incarnation of nothingness more than a thousand years ago.
But it was just a container. If Camilla wanted to come to this side, she would have to make some bigger noise to break the shell of the world. Therefore, he was still safe before the Hungry Lady began the final ritual.
After confirming this, William immediately rushed towards the center of Holy Tree City.
According to Yin Lisi, he was pulled over by other timeline jumpers because of the special nature of the Eighth Holy Spirit . If the owner of the [Eye of God] was right, then Flora was his anchor point at this end of the timeline. If something happened to her here, he would be instantly repelled back.
In addition, he needed a local guide to find the weakness of the Hungry Lady here , so reuniting with Flora became his primary goal.
And the mark that he had made on Flora earlier...didn't work as expected.
Therefore, William had to stop and ask the "natives" here where their Duke had gone.
Because he was in a hurry, he didn't have much patience, so the way he asked was relatively simple and rough.
Obviously, the probability of randomly catching someone on the road and being able to directly answer where the ruler of Ravenwood is at the moment is infinitely close to zero.
But that person will definitely know someone who is more likely to know the answer to the question than he or she is.
Then, by asking questions one level after another like this, it won’t take long before he finds someone who really knows the answer.
It was a very simple, but not very efficient method… Therefore, when William followed the clues and asked the sixth person, he finally got a familiar name.
"Is the emissary of the Eighth Order, Nezemar, whom you mentioned earlier, here?"
Pointing to the moss-covered stone building not far away, William turned around and asked the shabby old man dressed in traditional Forest Druyin costume.
"Yes... sir, this is the Empire's embassy in Jade Province... I saw her walk in with my own eyes not long ago... She is definitely the person who is most likely to know where Duke Floro is now."
The old man replied tremblingly.
William said nothing, but continued to stare at the old man.
It's not that I think he doesn't speak clearly - it's not his fault. Anyone who is pinned to the ground like a big rag doll by a four-meter-tall obsidian puppet will not be able to speak clearly.
William was just thinking about two problems at the same time.
First, if I kill all the "forest elves" in this timeline, can I stagger the synchronization rate between the two timelines to thwart Ms. Hungry's plan?
Second, since I can use summoning magic here, does it mean that the elemental planes where the summoned creatures live are connected to all timelines at the same time?
The old man saw this evil star who suddenly appeared looking at him thoughtfully, and he couldn't help but feel a chill on his back. He asked tentatively:
"Sir, is there anything else you would like to know?"
"It's nothing, just take a good rest."
The other party's question pulled William back to reality from his thoughts. As he spoke, he waved his hand to let the obsidian puppet release its hand, and then chanted the spell of [Calm the Undead], intending to put the other party to sleep.
The residents on this side are all undead spirits who believe themselves to be the living, and ordinary illusions have no effect on them.
Seeing the spell on William's hand, Forest Druyin, who had no idea about modern magic, turned pale instantly. Thinking that the other party was going to kill him, he immediately said:
"My lord, my lord! Please listen to me. If you want to break into the embassy and question people directly like you did before, I still suggest not to do so."
The other party's words made William stop the spell he had almost finished chanting.
"Why?"
William asked.
"Because... the Imperial Embassy is the territory of the Empire and a forbidden place for all forest elves."
The old man said, unable to hide his fear.
"Forbidden area?"
William repeated.
"Of all the forest elves taken to the embassy, no one has ever returned..."
The other party replied.
After hearing the other party's words, William suddenly thought of a very critical issue.
The location where time is broken should only be the scope of Ravenwood Forest, and the people who experience the breaking of time should only be the forest elves living here.
So, for the residents of Ravenwood, what is the essence of the "Reil Empire" in their eyes?
