White Demon

Chapter 28

"Tracked down what Hunter asked curiously, however she looked satisfied with the mission brief.

"Observed the journey that opened the Far North Continent." Amelia compromised.

Tracker's glare fell on her hard then, at that point, and her eyes restricted. Amelia didn't figure she would pull off only that, however she was saved by Queen Catherine.

"Goodness. That sounds appallingly intriguing, whatever you're depicting. I should trust some time or another to have undertakings and be up on the language of the Transients." Queen Catherine said spouting.

Amelia and Hunter took a gander at her, and both grinned in spite of themselves. Inhabitants never recognized journeys or levels, and their remarks more likely than not appeared to be very unfamiliar to the Queen who would never placed their words in the legitimate setting.

"Would you like to get your companions?" Hunter inquired.

"No, they will not be intrigued I don't think. Raven is most likely singing some place, Aidan is being Aidan, and Forsythe is presumably taking a gander at every one of the nearby cafés." Amelia replied later a second. On the off chance that there was no way of fight, or anything fascinating, she didn't have to trouble them. "I'm actually celebrated to them however, and on the off chance that something comes up I can advise them to track down us

Sovereign Catherine motioned amazingly. "A visit then, at that point, as we drop?"

The visit was great however was somewhat woodsy for Amelia. The Queen actually drove them through the palace, showing them numerous conspicuous chronicled craftsmanship pieces as they passed and loaning her own perspectives on the pieces. It was intriguing with the exception of the way that they were generally super first rate wood carvings. Amelia let it be known was her own disappointment in not knowing how to respect workmanship she was unable to place into setting.

Hprouz daiiut ar dmz vuz, fijfwl dartare lmquovare rahu om lfw fgmpo ovu nauhul ovuw lfj. Tvu Qpuur usuropfiiw opzrut fii vuz foouroamr om vuz fl ovuw tulhurtut. Io jfl jvur ovuw lofzout euooare arom ovu hzwnol fzuf ovfo Aquiaf lofzout om guhmqu urovzfiiut. Tvu omqgl juzu fii qftu dzmq lomru frt luequrout ar fzufl jaov frhauro Said lhzano. Svu jmpit vfsu imsut om hmqu tmjr vuzu jaov f ozfrlifomz frt jzaou tmjr ovu lomzaul frt lfefl jzaoour mr ovuaz lomru hmsuzl.

"That may yet be organized, Chronicler. You praises our kin, and may yet wind up considered as a part of the extraordinary narrators." Queen Catherine said unselfishly when they were voyaging. It truly lifted Amelia's spirits that her standing and popularity were beginning to show benefits.

Then, at that point, they came to where a light sheen of wizardry covered the way past. It was a boundary any semblance of which neither Hunter nor Amelia had at any point found in the game. It looked transparent as though they could simply go through and nothing would happen to them. On examination, in any case, they observed that the divider resembled hard glass. No measure of pushing could get them through it. Permitting their experimentation, the Queen of the Silf laughed, prior to contacting them momentarily and communicating in the language of the Silf. Whenever they had been conceded authorization they had no issue going through the layer of enchantment.

"This region looks more established," Hunter said, investigating and seeing an extremely practical one-foot bug slithering out of a dim corner. It didn't look undermining and crept once more into a dim opening once it concluded they weren't the right size to eat.

"It surely does." Amelia concurred.

"The room is simply ahead." The Queen said abruptly.

The room of Stone Rumination was enough named. It was a monster square room that was maybe the size of a little b-ball recreation center. There was a pool of water that enveloped half of it on the far side, and as they approached it, Amelia did to be sure see the night sky thought about the surface.

What truly stood out enough to be noticed however was the sculpture on the opposite side of the pool.

"What is that?" Hunter inquired. "Is that really..?"

"A three-headed wolf." Amelia concurred. "Cerberus."

"Goodness, it has a name. However, it looks so delicate. That name makes it sound brutal." Queen Catherine made a baffled face.

Amelia moved to the edge of the pool and stood gazing at the sculpture for quite a while. Delicate wasn't a word that portrayed this animal, it more likely than not been a Silf thing. She took a gander at the pool and started pondering what she had perused. In the event that this was an entry to an extraordinary prison under the Silf capital, then, at that point, there would be a type of necessity to open it. The sculpture remained toward the finish of the pool, before an enormous piece of divider. It probably been 2 meters in length, at any rate, and keeping in mind that the picture of a three-headed wolf was scaring it didn't look threatening by any stretch of the imagination. All things being equal, it looked careful, obedient, bound, and indeed, brutal.

"You are thinking so noisily it harms my ears. I simply don't have a clue what you're attempting to say with contemplations that uproarious." Hunter said abruptly.

"I was imagining that it's impeding a huge part of the divider," Amelia conceded.

"Do you figure we can move it?" Hunter asked dubiously.

"I can get it to move," Amelia said immovably. "The inquiry is whether or not that is smart."

"Look at." Amelia mentioned.

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Fildmenia (Stone Creature)

A three-headed wolf prestigious generally for her assurance and dependability to the Queen of the Silf, Hermania. This wolf, while threatening, was entrusted to ensure the Silf public. A task that this reliable dog has dependably satisfied for a really long time. Fildmenia remains at her last errand, ensuring the room of Stone Rumination - observing quietly and cautiously.

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"What're you thinking?" Hunter asked, interest making her head slant. The Queen was additionally looking intrigued.

"I'm figuring I haven't had a chance to utilize this spell without question. I generally figured it would bother the carvers in the event that I rejuvenated their manifestations." Amelia shrugged and loosened up a hand. She needed to contact the platform in Sleipnir for the journey yet there was no reach on the abilities capacity. "[Transform Stone]."

As in the past, nothing happened promptly and Hunter and the Queen both looked discouraged. Gradually, nonetheless, the sculpture of the three-headed wolf Fildmenia started to lose the ŀustrous marble gather. A patina of light began to radiate through the surface, and the extraordinary sculpture moved, shaking off incredible chips of stone residue. Out of nowhere broken was the egg-like external stone covering the three-headed wolf, and similarly as unexpectedly it raised three heads and wailed. It was a sound that shook the room and made residue and spider webs tumble off the dividers. Amelia heard a wheeze from behind her and behind schedule felt that she ought to have asked Hunter and the Queen to leave the room on the off chance that the animal demonstrated threatening. The spell had said nothing regarding the devotion or appreciation of the stone animals rejuvenated.

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Consideration - LOCAL

Fildmenia has been stirred. The dependable dog of legend assembles solidarity to spring!

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"Poop," Amelia said. She turned, and was going to advise them to run and that she would occupy it when Fildmenia jumped the whole length of the lake directly at the Queen of the Silf. It overturned her and each of the three heads went down as it rode her. An alarmed silly screech lease the air, and Hunter and Amelia both headed toward the dog bleakly. Amelia thought she heard Hunter swearing. Amelia may have recently accidentally killed a city-pioneer.

They pulled up short however when the yells went to insane giggling. As they approached they saw that the goliath dog was in a real sense soaking the Queen with slobber from three monster tongues as it licked her. The Queen's hair was splashed and hung in clusters, and huge wet strands were lifted from her head adhered to the tongues prior to falling back to her head. Rather than looking nauseated she was chuckling with her eyes shut, and her fingers were scouring the jaw of the center head.

"Oooh. She's simply a major doggy!" She announced. The Queen gradually stood up, in spite of the dog that overshadowed her size by a few times attempting to give her a frantic tongue shower. As yet giggling she embraced the goliath region behind the three necks and started scouring the tufts of hide there.

Amelia and Hunter both loose.

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DING

Level up: [Transform Stone] Beginner Level 2 - 64%

Longer Duration: Objects(not animals) that Transform Stone is utilized on will most recent an hour longer. Animals changed from the stone will presently hold 60% of their unique measurements assuming they have been in stone structure for longer than about fourteen days. Animals changed from stone that habr been encased in stone structure for under about fourteen days will hold unique insights.

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Burial chamber of Stone Rumination - SILF Tomb of the Hero Hermania Available.

Region Level: 115-200 (250)

Extraordinary: For the initial three weeks experience acquires will be raised by 25%. Animals, Monsters, and Treasure drop chance will be expanded in extraordinariness by 15%.

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"What about that?" Hunter pondered so anyone might hear, seeing the kickoff of the prison in the neighborhood data window spring up. "You think there is another of these under the Kingdom of Brack?"

Amelia didn't get an opportunity to react, as a worldwide declaration filled her field of vision.

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Worldwide Announcement - Invasion of the Far North Continent - Super Level 1 Quest

The foe to the Far North blends and directs his concentration toward the Northern Continent. They start to design full-scale attack. The opening and revelation of the Tomb of the Hero Queen Hermania debilitates seals and heightens the foe plan. The Visage start hoarding at a point in the Far North Continent, previous port city Blutonsi.

To battle this looming danger a preplanned attack to the Far North is formulated by City Leaders of the Dwarven, Silf, and Human Kingdoms. The expeditionary power should arrive at port city Blutonsi to manage the attack power and stop takeoff intrusion no matter what.

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Reward: - Opening of port city endless supply of foe Visage

-Experience Gains in Far North Country expanded by 25% for quite some time

-Arrival of Far North Crafting and Trade plans

-Arrival of Far North Full Armor Vendors

-Arrival of Far North Spell Academy

Disappointment Condition: City Leader kicks the bucket. Blutonsi is lost or invaded Allied Expeditionary Force is cleared out

Disappointment: - The Visage attacks the Northern Continent.

Fulfillment should happen inside about a month.

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"Gee." Amelia searched briefly however didn't see any method for tolerating the mission. She assumed since it was anything but a singular journey, there was no compelling reason to acknowledge it. It either occurred or it didn't. There wasn't any decay data by the same token.

"A Super. Level 1. Journey." Hunter said enthusiastically.

The Queen turned upward, glaring at them. "Please accept my apologies I don't comprehend. You look as invigorated as I feel," she tapped Fildmenia, "however for another explanation maybe?"

"Well," Amelia said later a second, shrugging at the Queen. "We have 3 weeks to set up your military, King Elairdrin's military, and Prince Orekin's military. Presently, we have a method for doing that." She motioned behind her to a wide opening that had been fixed by an enormous piece of Fildmenia's sculpture.

"I think Fildmenia is eager to assist. Indeed she is." Catherine begun scratching however many ears as she could reach as quick as possible, and two of the heads brought down to permit simpler reach while the one in the center gasped joyfully with its tongue out. Regardless of how you took a gander at it that was a startling animal.

"For what reason is it faithful to you?" Amelia needed to know.

"Ooh. Fildmenia is an extraordinary wolf, yes she is." The Queen's effervescent excitement helped Amelia to remember a supermodel who had recently gotten a satchel canine. "The Silf Wolf god Fenrial favors the Silf with unwaveringness, empathy, friendship, and confidence." She interspersed each characteristic with a scratch to an ear, and the gigantic type of the cumbersome three-headed wolf gradually brought down, and afterward rolled, uncovering her gut. The Queen didn't look exceptionally great, hair tangled by drool, while she set down on the wolf's stomach and begun scratching with two hands.

"Canine darling," Hunter said, and Amelia acknowledged she probably been having similar contemplations.

"Ok. I ought to go to different Kingdoms and check whether there are gatekeepers underneath in their palaces. We could truly move began immediately. 3 weeks isn't a ton of time, it will require seven days to get to the Far North Continent on the off chance that you have one of the Refugee's exploring." Amelia said.

"How do you have any idea what amount of time it will require by boat?" Hunter was becoming always confused with the things that Amelia just appeared to know. Amelia recently shrugged. How is it that she could clarify that she read books everybody didn't and wouldn't fret conversing with occupants for a really long time at a time?

It was a short measure of time to finish a ton. The movement to the next palace's distant from everyone else would take the better piece of a day on the off chance that she leased city transportation ponies. The truly costly ones. Amelia frowned.