796: Chapter 61: The Female Intuition 796: Chapter 61: The Female Intuition “Does this have any connection?” Alcne’s words brought Catherine’s thoughts back to the battle not long ago.
The Marsh Stalkers secreted a large amount of slimy, cold, and thick mucus.
During the battle, she didn’t think much about it, but when cleaning afterwards, the touch of it was particularly disgusting.
Hearing Alcne ntion the term ‘mucus spray,’ and just imagining its effects made her stomach churn.
The knightly girl said with a face that was hard to look at, “Why do you suddenly bring this up?
We really don’t want to recall that feeling.”
“Because the ability to use mucus spray is a sign that the Marsh Stalkers have reached adulthood, ssss.” Alcne explained with a smile: “If you’ve never seen them use this ability from beginning to end, it ans they haven’t matured yet, sssss.
So I think, originally the moribunds were planning to let these three Lurkers remain hidden until they were matured and then they would split up to cause chaos in different places in the Northern Swamp.
Sssss.
But for so reason, they acted prematurely, sssss, and just happened to be encountered by you who were passing by.
Let do the math, if these three lurkers were modified with the Blood of Divinity right after they hatched, and considering a few months’ growth ti, sssss, by calculating with proportion, sssss, alright, I’ve got it, let’s calculate using the shortest ti, sssss.
If the Lurkers had just co of age when the moribunds launched their plan, though I know this is unlikely, sssss, let’s assu this is the case, then we probably have about a year’s ti, or more if we’re lucky.”
“What if we’re not lucky?” Catherine asked further: “Would it be shorter?”
“No,” Pannis answered for Alcne: “I roughly know how she’s calculating.
One year is the shortest ti.”
“Yes, sssss, one year’s ti,” Alcne nodded: “With this ti, either most of the hidden Demigod magical beasts need to be found and dealt with, sssss, or the source of the problem must be dealt with.
Both thods are viable.”
“Let’s use both thods.
Once we’re back in the City of Knowledge, I’ll ask Odin for help, and inform all the forces, asking them to get prepared as much as they can in advance,” Pannis said, stroking his chin: “As for solving the root of the problem, we’re currently waiting for Flare’s information.
I don’t know how her investigation is going.
Although she said she’d be quick, I’m really worried about elves’ perception of ti, hoping that this ti ‘as soon as possible’ won’t an another three or four years.”
“Odin?
Oh, I rember now, sssss, the young ranger, he’s the current president of the Adventurers’ Guild, right?” Alcne spoke: “That’s good, sssss, the Adventurers’ Guild has a very wide network of information, it would be quite convenient for them to notify everyone, sssss, since it’s not an urgent matter, there’s no need for you to contact everyone personally.
But, are you sure Odin will help?
Sssss, you haven’t had much interaction, by the ti he was growing up, you had already…”
“Take a look at her.” Pannis pointed to Freya, who was sipping her redroot vine tea with her eyes half-closed.
Even within the treehouse of the swamp, Freya maintained an elegance that seed at odds with her physique as she drank her tea.
Seeing Pannis pointing towards her, the once-beautiful princess bowed slightly to Alcne from her chair.
Only after she resettled herself did Pannis speak: “She is Odin’s daughter, the brightest jewel of the City of Knowledge.”
“Sssss, he entrusted his daughter to your team; I see,” Alcne, obviously not knowing Freya but understanding Pannis’s intention after learning of her identity, stroked her tail thoughtfully and mused: “This makes things easier then, sssss.
You all have been a great help this ti, not only to the Swamp Skull Tribe but also in eliminating a major hidden threat for the swamp, sssss.
If it weren’t for you passing by, even if I dealt with those three Lurkers, sssss, the lack of information would prevent from deducing the underlying issue.
However, don’t you find it strange, sssss, isn’t your luck a bit too good?
The enemy’s two tests both happened to be encountered by you, sssss.
Such coincidences aren’t impossible, but the odds are extrely low, sssss, it’s hard to believe it’s just luck.”
“I think so too,” Pannis shrugged helplessly: “But apart from luck, what else can explain it?
We can’t possibly assu that the moribunds’ brains have dried up like their bodies have, making them intentionally choose the location where we’d be, right?
Besides, even if they really went crazy for a mont and wanted to run into us on purpose, several months ago, we couldn’t have foreseen where we would go ourselves, so how could they find us even if they wanted to?”
“Indeed, it’s very strange, sssss, and hard to explain,” Alcne nodded: “But, I always feel that there’s sothing key hidden here, sssss.
If this question can be answered, it would be a great help to you and to everyone else.”
“Is this… your conjecture?” Pannis asked hesitantly, “or just a random guess?”
“It’s rely intuition, hiss hiss.” Alcne’s voice was no longer as serious as before, and it now carried a teasing tone, “In this world, there’s a creature whose intuition is the sharpest, hiss hiss.
You should know which creature I’m speaking of.”
“Won, of course.” Pannis said, “A woman’s intuition is always very accurate.”
“Exactly, the female gender, hiss hiss.” Alcne said while swishing her tail, “But do you know, hiss hiss, there’s another kind of person whose intuition is even sharper than that of females?”
“That joke is too old.” Pannis rolled his eyes, “Female clergy, right?”
“So boring, hiss hiss, little brother, you’re getting worse at playing along.” Alcne flicked Pannis’s leg with her tail a couple of tis, then clapped her hands, “Alright, hiss hiss, business is finished, and it’s getting late.
I’ll go make dinner for you all.”
“Wait, I have another question.” Pannis grabbed Alcne’s tail and pulled her back, “Your guest just now, that red-robed mage, looking at his emblem, he should be an Upper Rank executive from the retinue of so lord in the Kingdom of Mages, right?
Why did they co looking for you?”
“You don’t recognize him?” Alcne was taken aback, then said with sudden realization, “Oh, right, hiss hiss, it’s normal that you don’t.”
“Should I recognize him?” Pannis asked curiously, “In the Kingdom of Mages, I currently know a total of one person.”
“Coincidentally, he is the Upper Rank executive under the person you know.” Alcne answered, “Philarx’s chief apprentice.” (To be continued.
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