Bab 7: Great souls have will and weak souls have desires
I returned to the dungeon, the dungeon that had become similar in my eyes after this adventure a soft membrane separating two worlds: the world of misery and darkness from the outside, and the world of dreams and obsessions from the inside. The walls were breathing softly, as if keeping the secrets that I myself was captive to.
The mana drained by the book still hesitated to connect me, slowly redrawing my boundaries like it's telling me I'm no longer the same person.
I started to set my plan, my head full of thoughts scattered like stars on a clear night. How will I collect the ingredients How will I use Liana without doubting my intentions Every move needed careful study, like it was a chess game that required me to think of every move very carefully.
" The spell of the ritual of the rise at the end is a black magic spell "
I learned that the three ingredients I needed to prepare the initiation ritual were not easily accessible. The black-robed old man's mushroom and the Mirror Wolf's eyeballs were just the beginning.
I knew where the black-robed old man's mushroom was, in the deepest cave in the dark forest. As for the mirror wolf, it would require me to search the mountain forest, where its images are reflected among the trees, and it is difficult to distinguish it from shadows. But the third component.. My team gulped and I read it, I felt chills gripping my body as soon as I knew it. I will prepare it in time.
The spell was simple even I know its components, and the most important one has a quick effect, reversing the 13-year Gushu spell! That's probably why it's a B-level purpose.
Currently I will focus on the second part of the plan... Liana!
Trying to arrange my thoughts carefully. I started to notice something that probably missed me in the midst of recent events. Liana was acting a different way with me. Her gaze was holding something unfamiliar, something that could be admired. Her eyes were shining slightly when she spoke to me, and she was trying to get closer to me than I was used to.
I wasn't completely confident, but this feeling was creeping into my mind, and I had a clear intention to take advantage of it. If Liana really likes me, I might be able to use that for my own good. I wasn't feeling guilty; in this dark and intrigue-filled place, I had to be careful and use every possible way to escape.
I simply knew Liana about the possibility of me going out of the dungeon, in return she asked me to visit her whenever I had the chance to talk to her. And y'all still think she's not into me, hacd!
Although I wasn't impressively handsome, and I was just a imprisoned slave, Liana could see something different in me. Liana, who spent most of her life in the palace, was involved in daily magical rituals, those that became part of her daily routine, until her life lacked any kind of excitement or change.
Liana was living in a closed world, surrounded by the walls of the high palace, where magic rituals were all she knew. She knew nothing about the outside world, and she didn't have any real experiences beyond the confines of the palace. The magic ritual was filling her days, but it wasn't giving her the feeling of real life.
When she met me, she probably saw in me a chance to escape this boring routine. Although I wasn't handsome, I was different from everything you knew. I was a imprisoned slave, but I used to have a free spirit, a spirit that sought freedom at all costs. Perhaps that was what attracted her to me, that desire for change, in escaping from the restraints that were surrounding her.
Liana was looking for something new, something that could break her boring life routine. She might have seen in me a chance to make it happen. Her gaze held something of curiosity and admiration, as if to see in me something she had never seen before. I knew I could take advantage of this curiosity, this admiration, to achieve my goal.
"Where's your bread Oliver cuts the rope of my thoughts.
I lifted my head and looked at him steadily, trying not to show any confusion. "I ate it," I answered in a tone as normal as possible.
At that moment, my heart almost stopped. I suddenly remembered that I forgot the bread in Gusho's room! That was the last place I should be left with anything that could reveal my movements. I felt a cold sweat run down my forehead, and I started to panic creeping into my heart.
But I couldn't show it to Oliver. I had to look confident. "I ate it a little while ago," I repeated, trying to show an indifferent smile.
"Maybe I should hurry to tell them! "That's how I decided
After a lot of hesitation and worry, I decided to gather the rest in the dungeon for their frankness. I knew this detection might change our survival rate, either for the top or for the bottom.
"Guys, we have a big problem," I started to speak faintly, trying to silence the confusion in my tone. "I figured out something important. We will be sacrificed in the initiation ritual by the king."
I expected to see the shock and horror on their faces, but what happened was the exact opposite. They looked at me quietly, as if they had heard these words before.
Oliver stepped forward, who I thought was the most person who would get tired . "We know that," he said quietly, as if the topic was not important to him
."We've been here for a long time, and we've become aware of how things are going on in this mansion," he added in a calm voice. "This is black magic...most rituals end with sacrifice."
My face was overflowing with surprise and confusion. "How could you accept this terrible fate I asked in a trembling voice.
Klaus smiled softly and said, "We didn't choose this fate, but we learned to deal with it. Some of us see in death in the magical ritual an honorable ending. And others simply lost hope."
Another prisoner overlapped in the conversation and said, "We tried to resist at first, but after a while, we realized that there was no point in fighting against what couldn't be changed. Luminaries are just tools in the hands of magicians, and we can't change that."
" What hit you I couldn't understand the nature of their decision.
I looked at them one by one, those calm, light-hearted eyes of fate. They were aware that life is not always fair, and that injustice can be an integral part of existence. Their convictions were bitterly enveloped by reality..
"But we can't give up so easily.. I have a plan and we'll all run away. I won't let my family die again," I said faintly, trying to convince them.
Oliver put his hand on my shoulder.
We were born as slaves, lived as slaves, and we would die as slaves. Even if we escape, we will not be able to live freely. The outside world will not leave us easily. "
He gave me some water to drink and said before going back to his corner.
"Everyone has wishes... Even us"
All my plan was based on convincing them to stand with me against this fate, but it seemed like I was wrong.
Suddenly a notification from the system comes to me.
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**Your Side Task: Stand on the head for an hour**
**Task Level: 1.**
**Your prizes: 50points.
**Do you accept the challenge **
[Accept] [Decline] [Back to Home]
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I accept the mission without hesitation, when I stand on my head Theodore laughs and tells me "You seem to wish you could flip his fate with this movement."
" For the great souls will, for the weak souls wishes"I repeated in my heart.
I made up my mind. I'll use every mission to raise my level and sneak out of the mansion to gather mushrooms and try hunting the mirror wolf. Even if it is dangerous or deceitful, or even silly and meaningless I will accept it all without discussion.
My head is starting to hurt! I hope the clock passes quickly. "Well maybe I have wishes in my turn.
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Status Power Mingguan
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