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Chapter 589 588 The locals in Anna don't know how to eat it

Chapter 589, Section 588: The locals of Anna don't eat it.
She had absolutely no interest in guarding a dilapidated manor for three years.

All I want to do now is tie Jiang Heyi up, bind him to a tree, and whip him back and forth with my tail.

Riddler, get out of Anna!
“Rather than having me guard the manor, I’d rather protect you for three years,” Eleravie said, grasping the key point.

"I'm not that fragile."

"I admit your combat skills are excellent, but at best you're only a lowly Rank 3 mage. Do you really think you can get close to a high-ranking mage who relies on magic power?"

Jiang Heyi shrugged: "So what? He's dead, so be it. I'll make sure you never know the truth, and you'll be pounding the floor when you wake up, hehe~~~"

Ailera was completely red and smoking, and the wetland beneath her feet was scorched black.

Wow, I never found the ridiculous dragon so funny in the game.

Oh, so it turns out that Mint and Renee are involved. These two are the first choice when people want to play pranks on others.

Elaine suddenly stopped being angry, her eyes staring blankly, as if her soul had flown away.

After a while, she looked at the charred ground, lost in thought.

"Protect the manor? Hmph."

She paced around in circles, stomping hard on the hardened ground beneath her feet.

"What's here?"

"A natural teleportation array that leads directly to another continent."

"..."

In the night wind, Elaeva stood alone, disheveled.

After a while, she let out a loud "ha!"

It wasn't a breath, but a look of confusion.

Almost instantly, she rushed in front of Jiang Heyi, grabbed him by the collar with both hands, and pulled him off the ground.

At that moment, her eyes shone as brightly as the sun.

"You were stammering and wouldn't say anything before, but now you've just blurted it out?"

Jiang Heyi had no intention of hiding it. If he hadn't explained it beforehand, given the crudeness of Elera's equipment forging, there was no guarantee that she wouldn't unleash a dragon's breath attack and damage the magic array itself.

This is the only two-way magic array on the continent of Ana that can directly connect to Devilland.

The shock that Elaine experienced in half a day was greater than it had been since birth.

Suddenly, someone visits with their favorite snacks and mentions in conversation that they can accurately reveal secrets that no outsider could ever know.

He casually pulled out a promise scroll.

Now, there is no exploration to locate the wonder.

As a ninth-tier dragon, she couldn't even sense the existence of the teleportation array, and there were no signs of excavation at the scene. How could Jiang Heyi have done it?
"Your performance was just like... a prophet."

“Then you can think of it that way,” Jiang Heyi said helplessly.

“But a prophet shouldn’t know so much about the past… I really don’t understand.”

Ailera loosened her grip on Jiang Heyi's collar, rubbed her temples, and paced around in circles again.

"Don't overthink it, don't dwell on it. All you need to know is that I won't hurt you," Jiang Heyi emphasized again. "We know each other."

Elaevi gazed into those clear eyes.

"Was it really a dream? But I... I really don't remember you."

“I will remember, just not now,” Jiang Heyi said with a smile. “We had a great time together, and you helped us achieve many things.”

Jiang Heyi smiled and took out the remaining two promise coupons, stuffing them into her hand.

Elaevi no longer had the energy to shout and yell like a naive child.

The successive impacts left her somewhat oxygen-deprived.

“We really are friends, and that can be proof.”

Clutching the promise scroll, she looked up after a while.

"Understood, I won't ask anything."

Ailera forcefully plucked a dragon scale from its tail, stained with blood, and slapped it into Jiang Heyi's palm.

“I don’t know what you’re planning to do, but if you’re going to travel to Anna, take this. If any big shots want to make things difficult for you, show it to them.”

After Jiang Heyi left, Ailera Vie repeatedly pondered the words he had once said.

"Have you seen me in your dreams...?"

"What have I actually done to help you?"

I racked my brains, but I was still completely baffled.

In the latter half of the night, she carefully dug down along the marks Jiang Heyi had made, and the patterns of the super-distance natural teleportation array stunned her until dawn.

"Is he really... a prophet?"

……

Jiang Heyi, back in Xiangfeng, complained about the strange weather in the southwest of the empire.

Snow has already fallen in the north, but it is still extremely hot there. Snakes, insects, and rodents roam freely in the wetlands, and he himself needs to rely on drinks to cool off.

The jailer, however, was quite amused.

"It's similar to Cantonese cuisine, so it's fine then."

In places where you can wear short sleeves until the end of November, suddenly a cold wind blows overnight, and summer seamlessly transitions into winter without any transition.

Originally, the manor was just a cover for a teleportation array, but now that the weather and environment are so suitable, it's time for a major construction project.

"During my absence, did you receive any news from anyone else?" Jiang Heyi asked.

The jailer was drawing a horse girl; the horse's legs were stretched straight, as if they could reach out from the drawing and step on the jailer's face.

Upon hearing this, he switched to a charcoal pencil and continued sketching.

"No, the bounties around Fragrant Breeze City only attracted you here."

Jiang Heyi ate grapes and couldn't help but rub his slightly sore eyebrows.

On his return journey, he gathered some information in the city-states along the way where adventurers were active.

The term "skull hunter" used by the bandits he had dealt with caught his attention. He memorized the names of adventurers with high moral character for efficient matchmaking.

Memorizing the names of the most wicked people is to avoid being struck by lightning.

The skull hunters are not on the latter list.

After learning more, Jiang Heyi was very disappointed.

The Skull Hunter is a native of the southeastern coast of Anna, and his fame has only risen in the last six months.

His parents, siblings, and all others were ambushed and brutally murdered by bandits.

According to locals, the death was quite gruesome, and even experienced doctors couldn't bear to look at the body when they collected it.

Afterwards, the skull hunters searched for various methods and finally, with great difficulty, found their enemy.

After a fierce battle, he was defeated and barely escaped with his life, returning to the city-state in a sorry state.

After that battle, he was left with countless horrific scars.

Perhaps he had a sudden realization during the battle, and after recovering from his injuries, his strength increased by leaps and bounds.

He personally killed his enemy, devoured him alive, and then used his head to make a wine vessel to bring back to the city, instantly becoming famous.

Rumor has it that from that point on, the skull hunters completely let loose.

They kept wild wolves in captivity, which ate people alive. For the most vicious and wicked, they would dismember and skin them before eating them.

Given the tragic fate of the skull hunter, the local sheriff turned a blind eye to his actions, treating it as a form of violence to combat violence.

Evil people will be punished by other evil people, but as for what kind of punishment they will receive, don't ask.

After finding out the specific information, Jiang Heyi finally understood why the thieves who robbed him were so panicked.

If it falls into the hands of a normal person, it will only mean death.

If the rumors are true, the long prelude before a skull hunter cuts off a head is enough to terrify any normal person.

As the prison guard drew the prison guard he had been longing for, he muttered to himself.

"Such an impactful folk tale, you didn't write it down?"

Jiang Heyi also crossed her arms.

Seeking revenge for his family and transforming into a demon, the story possesses both dramatic tension and compelling elements for widespread appeal.

If he had browsed it, it's impossible for him to have no impression of it at all.

On his way back, he searched repeatedly but couldn't find any information.

"If it's not because I'm bad at the game, then there's only one possibility... something is changing."

The jailer paused, his pen poised on the drawing board.

"Does this affect us?"

Jiang Heyi shook his head: "The conclusion drawn from the observations of the Overlord is that Anna's collapse has strong inertia. Without touching key historical nodes, such changes will not change anything."

The jailer said, "In other words, the distorted 'storm' is too big for the little butterflies to handle."

Jiang Heyi nodded.

In the midst of turbulent change, we must find the unchanging "main thread" and intervene.

Both the ruler and the teacher emphasized the importance of "adaptability" before their arrival.

Jiang Heyi felt immense pressure after making the decision.

I need to calm down... never mind, let me look at some erotic pictures to soothe my brain.

He suddenly realized something: "Wait, Anna also has a crush on jailers?"

The prison guard got excited: "Yeah, but they seem to prefer the calf to thigh area, as if showing it off is absolutely amazing."

"They really don't know how to eat. They're wasting such good ingredients."

"Why can't we just take a good look at this rounded and beautiful arch of the foot? Look at the curve of its bend when it gently rises on its tiptoes. If you apply a little bit of gel, the pinkish-white sole and the pearly, enchanting toes... Imagine gently holding it in your hand, watching it struggle and sway in your palm, with that slight force..."

"I'm not going to fill in the blanks with your imagination for now. Please don't start drawing in my head, please!"

Jiang Heyi hated her own associative abilities.

Just listening to the prison guard tell stories makes me picture a blushing French fry reluctantly shoving his foot into his face.

He swore he'd never played with fries like that before.

But the jailer could perfectly transcribe the images with words and force him to share in the fun.

In Anna, this method of missionary work would qualify someone as a high-ranking archbishop.

Fortunately, the jailer didn't seem to have much talent for mental magic. Otherwise, with Sayer's patient guidance, this guy would have eventually improved the magic into something that would make Sayer turn pale and want to expel him from the sect.

The jailer sighed, "Sigh, my wife's not here. I'm just looking at some erotic pictures to pass the time, but don't get too excited. There are so many animal-eared girls, and I haven't even touched them."

The two were in the same boat.

Orange tea and French fries, landed without a trace.

Logically speaking, the jailer's movements should have been known to the nobles with just a little contact with them.

Both of them must have been unlucky enough to be randomly assigned to the spawn point on the edge of Anna and decided to survive there.

A gentle knock was made on the door.

Jiang Heyi opened the door to the studio. A maid bowed slightly, and a squirrel at her feet looked around curiously.

"This is Earl Clytem's magical messenger. Is the jailer master available?"

"come in."

Upon hearing this, the squirrel darted inside and climbed onto the jailer's shoulder.

After listening for a while, the jailer frowned slightly.

"I'm available anytime, please ask them to schedule a time."

Upon hearing this, the squirrel vanished, transformed into pure magic.