Chapter 167 Aladdin’s Daily Bragging! (1600 Monthly Tickets Bonus Update.)
The night quickly passed.
When Soren saw Gloria again, he noticed that there was another silver strand in her hair, which made him feel a twinge of guilt. Prophetic spells always require a cost, especially for predicting Vivian’s location, which likely comes at an even greater price. After all, Vivian’s identity as the Demon Son of Fear means that prophesying about her may be as costly as divining the fate of a king. Soren’s heart was filled with gratitude; this was the first time he felt he owed so much to someone.
“South. Mountains. Near the sea.”
Gloria’s expression remained calm and serene as she quietly watched Soren and slowly said, “The last card is a snake. I don’t know what it represents, but it definitely pertains to Vivian’s whereabouts.”
The snake represents many things.
Among them, the complex meanings are hard to deduce in a short time; in some beliefs, the snake symbolizes wisdom, but it could also mean something else. Even though Gloria is a Northern Witch skilled in divination, it is still difficult to make a clear prediction. Legendary prophecy techniques can only give approximate forecasts, which would be the same even if a deity were to cast a prophecy. Otherwise, the followers of fear would have found Vivian long ago and wouldn’t have waited for Soren to take her away from Amber City.
Soren slightly bowed again and then turned to walk outside the Wizard Tower.
Since there was already a clue, it was much easier than searching blindly; at least it wouldn’t be as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack. Moreover, he had traveled across the entire continent and even visited the Overseas Islands several times. In his memory, there aren’t many places that connect the south, the mountains, and the sea, making it likely to be near a coastal city. The last card representing ‘snake’ is the key to finding Vivian. Soren didn’t know its meaning yet.
Soren left in this manner.
He wasn’t someone who excelled at verbal communication, and he didn’t know what he should say.
He was grateful to Gloria and wanted to repay her, but he felt too weak.
Even though he had reached the Third Tier in a month, he still felt small in front of Gloria; he couldn’t hope to match the wealth of the Northern Witch, and he was not as powerful as she was, making repayment nearly impossible. All Soren could do was remember everything deep inside his heart. When he was truly strong enough, he would return the favor for her help today.
Gloria did not accompany him.
She stood on the high tower, silently watching Soren leave, and then reached out to touch her heart, where the wound hadn’t healed yet. The emergence of the Hand of Despair had strengthened her determination to break into the Legendary Domain. She was stepping into the domain of the Legendary Witch. In fact, she had not only divined once last night; she had also foreseen another matter. The prophecy told her that Soren would find Vivian, for their fates were intertwined.
The silver-haired Northern Witch’s hair danced in the wind, her beauty still captivating. She glanced into the distance and murmured, “Soren!… You also seem to be a Son of a Deity!… But whose bloodline do you inherit?…”
Reaching the Third Tier in a month.
This was something Gloria couldn’t even dare to imagine; she was certain that Soren possessed some kind of power.
The Enchant’s figure stood before the window, and she had sensed it when Soren left. She gazed at his gradually receding figure and quietly said, “Who is he? Half-siblings are actually both Sons of Deities!… Could his mother also be of the Bloodline of the Divine Offspring?!…”
She fell into thought, as if considering something.
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City of Wealth.
Merchant caravans continuously entered and exited the city, and merchants with prosperous faces could be seen everywhere haggling; they often shouted, “Goddess of Wealth be praised!” and spat while trying to lower the price even further. This is the center for coastal trade in the south, with canals extending inland, and its geographical location near the Soros Archipelago makes sea transport convenient. It is the city with the most developed trade and is closely watched by the Goddess of Wealth, housing the largest Temple of Wealth. Each transaction is worth thousands of Gind.
Merchants here are general believers in the Goddess of Wealth.
This city is so affluent that even the buildings are painted in golden hues. Of course, they aren’t actually gilded; it’s merely a paint that appears golden after being applied. The overly developed trade has also stimulated various dark corruptions and the pursuit of pleasure, making it a place where the Goddess of Joy develops her followers. Whether it’s a luxurious banquet or various unique pleasures, as long as you can afford it, there are priests of the Goddess of Joy ready for you; they can even invite priests of the Goddess of Love to participate personally.
While this city maintains its thriving atmosphere, it is also rife with various sinful situations, with countless eyes looking toward it in search of wealth.
Even though the power of the temple maintains balance, the sewers never lack for bodies.
Copper Pot Tavern.
The raucous noise here was almost enough to disturb the guards outside. A large group of drunken revelers, travelers, and adventurers laughed loudly, watching the halfling standing atop the table. They occasionally shouted for him to perform again. Nearby, a melancholy bard could be seen, his pitiful songs barely getting requested anymore, as everyone was drawn to the swaying, drunk halfling. Don’t be fooled by his apparent drunkenness; just moments ago, someone tried to steal his coin pouch but was swiftly taken down by him.
This skill left many in awe, and the nearby adventurers exchanged glances and assessed his strength.
Skilled wanderers are always popular everywhere; such people are essential on adventure journeys.
Aladdin held a mug larger than his face, lifted it high, took a swig, and burped, saying, “It was a very dangerous situation back then!… We were surrounded by five ten-foot-tall earth elementals!… Their arms were thicker than that pillar!… A punch left a crater in the ground!… If you weren’t careful and got touched by them!… You could end up meeting the God of d*ath directly!…”
“But thankfully I had a decent companion!… Though his skills were still a bit lacking compared to mine!… But he helped me hold off two enemies!… It was a really dangerous situation!… I was fighting back against three earth elementals all by myself!… If it weren’t for my naturally nimble stature!… There’s no way I could have avoided their attacks!…”
“But I still had to look out for that companion whose skills were a bit less than mine!… Goddess of Wealth be praised!… I almost thought I was going to d*e there!…”
Next, he launched into a thrilling account of how the brave and heroic halfling Aladdin defeated five earth elementals under overwhelming odds while rescuing his slightly less skilled companion. The other patrons in the tavern knew he was bragging, but they couldn’t resist his good storytelling, which was engaging and full of suspense, occasionally mimicking the situation at the time, making it all very immersive.
After being bought three more rounds of drinks, Aladdin finally finished his exciting adventure story.
He had brilliantly defeated a horde of earth elementals and, at a crucial moment, led his slightly less skilled companion through gaps in the valley to escape the awakened earth giant.
After completing his daily bragging routine, Aladdin swayed his way out of the Copper Pot Tavern.
At this moment, he was somewhat different from before; his clothes were now much more refined, with some scattered decorative items, suggesting that after selling some gems, he had quite a fortune. After leaving the tavern, he took a detour into an alley to relieve himself, and as he did, he produced a coin pouch. Though he appeared dazed, he smiled as he weighed it, chuckling, “Today’s haul isn’t bad! I didn’t spend a single coin on drinks, and I made a fortune off a sucker.”
“Ah!… The south really is better!… The weather is warm and sunny!… Making money is much easier!…”
Aladdin shook a bit, tucked away his coin pouch, and turned to walk toward his place of residence.
He still looked dazed, and occasionally people greeted him, suggesting he had been doing well recently and had some fame nearby.
Suddenly.
It seemed he saw something, and he couldn’t help but widen his eyes, shake his head, and rub the corners of his eyes, then murmured, “Am I seeing things?”
“Why did it feel like I just saw Vivian?!… It must be an illusion!… She went to the north with Soren!…”
“It looks like I really am drunk! Hahaha!”
………………(To be continued ~^~)
