"We should split up a bit, that way we can find more beasts."
Drakarion suggested, chewing on the at of so beast which Eryndor couldn't recognise at all. But since they looked just fine, he reckoned that they knew what they were doing.
"The entire reason we gathered was so that no other team would be able to eliminate our mbers one by one."
Valentina refuted.
Eryndor fell into thought when he heard that.
Is Valentina saying that for ? She has always been that good with her teammates indeed. But I should let her know later that I am out of danger now.
He gave an input or two whenever he felt appropriate, and soon retreated to his tent. It was Drakarion who had set it up for him when he was asleep.
They had already decided on the rotation of who would be awake to keep watch, and by a common consensus, they decided to keep him out of the rotation seeing his condition.
Honestly, he still felt lethargic after the fight with Daoisto. As if all his energy had been sapped out.
Maybe it is all in my head.
He shook his head and sat cross legged, intending to head into his Mind Palace.
Imdiately, he arrived in front of the familiar massive structure.
It didn't take him long to realize what was different from before.
The pillars.
He hesitantly approached the pillars with wide eyes, gazing upon the sentence written upon each one of them.
Was it the pillars which were new to his eyes? Of course not.
It was the sentences in a language he didn't think he had it in him to comprehend before this mont.
The strokes, the curves, the punctuations, everything which constituted a written language, he understood all of it.
But, I've never learned this language.
Slowly, he held up his hands and brushed them across a word on the pillar.
It ant 'End'.
Yes, it was the sa language with which one would have to utter the revered appellations for the invocation to work.
I didn't know I would also recognise its written form.
He took a look at all four pillars, walking around the golden structure before coming to a halt in front of its massive entrance.
His brows furrowed as he thought back to sothing.
Wait, is that why I was able to recollect my revered appellations in this unknown language?
Well, that was another mystery solved.
With a shrug, he entered the vast hall. Without any distraction, he checked all of his abilities.
Hmmm…none of them have grown drastically like the last ti when that black smoke pushed Cognitive Scrying to the brink of breakthrough.
So…no free lunch this ti huh?
As he was walking around the hall, going through his usual routine of checking if sothing had changed, sothing made him halt.
Huh?
He had a rather strange feeling when he walked past the fifth room.
He took a few steps backwards, then a few steps forward.
Yep, it isn't in any other area. This fifth room is the problem.
Eryndor's eyes narrowed while he gazed at the door, trying to co up with so guesses.
Well, I really can't think of anything. I guess I'll note this one down as well.
He moved past the vast hall, then took a careful tour around the Mind Palace, unlike the one he took when he was just looking at the sentences on the pillar.
There's nothing?
Eryndor thought in confusion.
The last ti a strand of black smoke had appeared, he rembered a small crack appearing on his Mind Palace.
It was still in the sa position, no improvent in its surroundings either.
This ti, as far as he rembered, three strands of black smoke appeared. There should have been more cracks right? But there were no new ones.
Well? Now what is really going on.
Last ti, he had made a guess that his black smoke consisted of a stronger eldritch subconscious and a human subconscious.
The eldritch subconscious has always been against , but this ti it helped .
No wait.
Rather, I should say that the eldritch subconscious only helped by retaining the Sovereign's Cloak, if it was a complete help, it would've helped in acquiring 'Amplification' as well.
Eryndor didn't know he had acquired 'Amplification', hence his respective thought process.
Anyway, there were no signs on the Mind Palace, does that an it voluntarily released the black smoke?
Uhhh… does that an it can make so decisions on its own?
It released the black smoke because it determined that the eldritch subconscious' main agenda wasn't to harm ?
Eryndor shook his head.
There was no use thinking about it if he couldn't control it anyway.
He headed back inside, and took at the three black orbs.
There was so progress with all three of them, but it didn't look like any of them was on the verge of breakthrough.
He then headed towards the Sovereign's Cloak in the first room.
That's a reasonable amount of progress if I look at the level of beasts I killed.
He thought after glancing at the progress bar.
He had killed a few beasts after arriving in this secret realm, but his Sovereign's Cloak was at Stable realm, while the beasts were all at Latent realm.
Well, if humans count, then Kron was at level two, but I don't know if the progress bar counts kills which weren't done by .
He sighed, putting this to his never ending ntal list as well.
With everything taken care of, he left the Mind Palace.
Using his extended vision, he saw that everyone had retreated to their tents except Valentina.
So it's her turn first huh? A good chance to clear up things before going to sleep.
He left his tent and approached the blonde who was playing around with her two beasts.
Seeing them, a doubt which had appeared in his mind long ago popped up again.
I might as well ask about it now, but first I'll update her about the situation.
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