"You … You got rid of the larvae already?" Kael hesitated for a moment before walking to Way's side. He preferred to stay close to Way, who was also an apprentice, since there were so many wizards around.
Wa Yi didn't say anything and just nodded silently.
Kael thought Way's reaction was strange, but he didn't think too much about it. "You said it's hard to get rid of. How come it's done now?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Kael felt that the atmosphere was a little off, because he inadvertently glanced at Dorcas, who was standing across from him.
Dorcas clenched his fist and covered his mouth. He turned his face to the side, his shoulders trembling. Was he … giggling?
Kael looked to the other side in confusion. Angor, on the other hand, was looking at Kael with a meaningful look.
The atmosphere was so strange that Kael was at a loss for what to do. He turned his head to ask Wade, only to find that Wade, who had been silent all this while, had his head tilted forty-five degrees to stare at the pitch-black sky. Through the light source above the arena, Kael could faintly see that his eyes were slightly moist, as if there were tears in them.
Was Wa Yi … crying?
Just as Kael was wondering if his eyes were playing tricks on him, the Dark Earl's voice suddenly sounded.
"You're still up next. But we'll switch you out for the next match."
Since Earl Black didn't sound like he was going to negotiate, Kael didn't dare to refuse. As for who should go next, it was obvious that Way was the only one who could do it.
So Way was crying because he didn't want to fight?
If that was the case, Kael didn't need to worry about it. Mister Super Dimensional already told him how to fight each match. For example, Angor was the one who planned Fen Mo's duel.
So, Way should be fine as long as he explained the strategy to him, right?
Kael tried to sound out his guess in a roundabout way.
In response, the Black Earl did not say anything. He merely sneered. Way, on the other hand, didn't seem to hear him at all. He just stared into the distance like a soulless man.
Angor gave him an answer through their Spirit Bond. "No strategy. Like before, Way will come up with his own plan."
Kael: "Don't we need to discuss strategies? But … "
Kal-El wanted to say, "Didn't Vai seem very resistant?" But when the words were at the tip of his tongue, he swallowed them back. Instead, he said, "But the remaining two apprentices on the other side don't seem easy to deal with …"
Regardless of whether it was the Devil Elephant whose appearance could not be seen clearly, or the Shepherd who was leaning on the Black Faced Goat, they all looked much stronger than Fen Mo. This was especially true for the demonic elephants, whose thick blood energy made Karel feel threatened even from afar. As for the Shepherd, although he couldn't tell how strong he was, the Black Earl had clearly said that he was a 'Rhythm Apprentice'.
As long as it was a rhythm apprentice, even if it wasn't the strongest rhythm apprentice, it definitely couldn't be underestimated.
Angor comforted him. "Don't worry. Ghostly Shadow's ability was quite effective against Vaay's, and Vaay managed to turn the tables on his own. Believe in Wai, he will have his own strategy. Moreover, compared to the duel with Spiritshadow, Wa Yi's next duel will at least know who his opponent is. This will also give him more time to think of a plan. "
There were only two apprentices left on the other side. No matter who Karel would fight next, the last one would definitely be Wa Yi's opponent.
Of course, Karel had to win his next duel. Otherwise, Wa Yi would have to fight against two opponents at once.
However, Angor wasn't certain that Karel would win. He only gave Karel one of his trump cards — the nightmare mark. If the rest of them couldn't even deal with one opponent, how could Angor call them his trump cards?
Karel agreed with Angor's words. If he had to fight the Devil Elephant, Wa Yi would only need to think about how to deal with the Shepherd, and vice versa.
This way, Wa Yi would know who his opponent was in advance, and he would have more time to prepare. Just like what Sir Chaowei had said, he believed that Wa Yi would definitely have his own strategy.
"I understand." Karel nodded.
"I'm glad you understand."
Angor paused for a moment before he added, "Besides, even if Wa Yi loses, you can still fight, right?"
The rules of this duel were different from the ones in Sky Tower. The winner could choose to let his teammates fight at any time while he or she rested. The losers would be directly eliminated and would not have the right to go up again.
If Karel won the next duel, even if Wa Yi lost the next one, Karel would still have a chance to fight again.
Angor winked at Kael as if he was saying, "I have faith in you."
Kael was stunned for a moment. Although there was nothing wrong with what Mister Chaowei had just said, but … Mister Chaowei had just said to 'trust Wa Yi', and now he suddenly said something like this. Kael didn't know how to respond. Also, did Mister Chaowei think highly of Wa Yi?
Karel didn't ask, but Angor already knew what he was thinking.
Did he think highly of Wa Yi? Angor didn't know how to answer that question. After all, he didn't know if Black Earl would give Wa Yi a trump card as well, or if Wa Yi could really win the duel.
In terms of chances of winning, Angor was more optimistic about Karel's chances because Karel had his own trump card. Rather than Wa Yi or Karel, Angor preferred to say that he had faith in himself.
Instead of explaining further, Angor smiled. "You did well in the last duel. Keep it up."
With that, Angor prepared to end the short conversation.
However, Karel still asked the question that had been bothering him for a long time. "Mister, I think Wa Yi was crying just now. What's wrong with him?"
Angor paused for a moment. "Well, I think it's best if you don't ask about it now. When we leave this place and return to the market, you can ask Dorcas about it alone. Hmm … if you're still interested in this question by then. "
Angor gave an ambiguous answer in a meaningful tone.
Karel didn't know what was going on, but he never paid much attention to anything other than ruins. If Mister Super Dimensional said something like that, then there must be something else going on. If that was the case, Karel decided not to ask for more details.
By the time they were done chatting, Kael's excitement from his victory had gradually calmed down. Plus, he only had to deal with one more opponent later, which eased his mental burden a little.
Another duel was about to begin when the Wise Lord's voice came again.
As usual, Kael was the first to step onto the stage. Not long after he stepped onto the stage, a melodious tune drifted into his ears.
Kael looked up and saw a man with long green hair wearing a goatskin mask. He was whistling as he walked up to the stage.
His steps were relaxed as if he was strolling in his own backyard. Coupled with the loose robe and the casually tied up long green hair, it added a bit of leisure.
Without his mask, he would look even more relaxed.
As Karel thought about this, his opponent stopped humming and took off his goatskin mask.
Phantom also took off his mask before, but it was more of a show. He would only remove half of it to give his opponent a fanciful impression before putting it back on again. It would create a great atmosphere, but it wouldn't do anything.
This man, on the other hand, took off his mask and revealed his true face. Under the mask was a young man who wasn't exactly handsome, but he gave off a gentle and elegant aura.
When he took off his goatskin mask, it shrank on its own and was pinned to his waist.
Only then did the man look up at Kael. He twirled the flute in his hand and bowed elegantly. "Shepherd, please enlighten me."
Karel considered for a moment. "Traveler."
The Shepherd was a little surprised. "You're called 'Traveler'? My name is very similar to mine. "
Karel frowned. The names' Traveler 'and' Shepherd 'shouldn't have anything to do with each other, right? Karel cursed inwardly, but he remained silent on the surface.
The Shepherd didn't get angry when Karel didn't respond. Instead, he said gently, "Our hearts aren't in the same place."
Karel didn't understand what the Shepherd meant. The Shepherd explained on his own accord. "A traveler's heart is in the distance. And the Shepherd's heart is also far away, in the forest where the wind blows, on the shore where the white sand floats, in the fertile land where the water and grass grow, and … in the starry field where the endless radiance shines. "
Karel was stunned by this series of parallels. It took him a while to regain his composure. "You don't seem like a shepherd. You seem more like a poet."
The Shepherd smiled. "Actually, both are the same. A shepherd herds the sheep in his hands. A poet herds the sheep in his heart. "
Every word the Shepherd said would make people feel awkward if they heard it from someone else. But for some reason, when the Shepherd spoke, there was an elegant rhythm to it. It was as if these words were meant to come out of his mouth. It didn't make anyone feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, it sounded noble and pleasing to the ear.
If it was a night with pleasant moonlight, holding a harp in one's hand and strolling leisurely in the courtyard, a young girl who was yearning for love would hear the shepherd's chant, and she would most likely fall for him on the spot.
Faced with such an elegant opponent, Karel suddenly felt a little awkward. He didn't know what to say.
If he didn't say anything, it would make him feel inferior. But if he said something inappropriate, it would seem that he was at a disadvantage.
This sudden mental dilemma caused Kael to feel uneasy.
The Shepherd seemed to have read Karel's mind. He smiled warmly and helped him out. "A traveler's footsteps never stop. You must have seen many sights, right?"
Karel instinctively replied, "I like to explore ruins."
The Shepherd said, "Sure enough, travellers have their own hobbies and goals, and they are constantly moving towards these goals. I really envy you. Although my heart is far away, my body is still in the same place. "
Karel asked, "Why?"
The Shepherd paused for a second before smiling. "Because I need to herd sheep."
As soon as the Shepherd finished speaking, the Ruler of Wisdom's voice rang out. "Enough with the idle chatter. Let the duel begin."
Although the Ruler of Wisdom had already announced the start of the duel, neither the Shepherd nor Karel immediately made a move.
The Shepherd twirled his flute in a circle before grabbing it. "I actually don't really like fighting. I prefer to play the flute. Do you have a song you want to listen to? "
Karel didn't say anything. Instead, he stretched out his hand and made a spatial crack.
The crack slowly grew until it could fit a person. At this moment, from the crack … it should be called a crack now, a tall figure walked out of the crack.
The newcomer was bathed in a metallic luster, and his entire body was filled with a mechanical beauty.
"An alchemy puppet." The Shepherd raised an eyebrow.
Karel didn't say anything, nor did he have the alchemy puppet step forward. Instead, he looked at the Shepherd with vigilance.
The Shepherd shrugged. "Since you aren't answering, I'll just play a song. Do you like the sound of the wind?"
The moment he said that, the Shepherd raised his flute to his lips and began to play a melodious tune.
Along with the melody came a gentle wind that enveloped the Shepherd.
The Shepherd rode the wind and floated in the air.
At that moment, the Shepherd put down his flute and looked at Karel. "The rhythm of the wind is a song for travellers."
While Karel was puzzled, the Shepherd's tune rang out once more. This time, the wind around them was no longer gentle. Instead, it gradually became heavier.
There seemed to be wisps of thin mist and dense rain clouds in the surroundings. Under the blow of the heavy wind, the dense clouds turned into a gloomy color, and the wisps of clouds spiraled continuously.
In front of Karel's eyes, a long road filled with lightning, storms, and dark clouds appeared.
It was then that Kael began to understand what the shepherd meant when he said, "A song for the traveler."
This was an epic of a traveller's journey. It was a song for travellers.
Everyone who embarked on a journey wouldn't have a smooth journey ahead. There would be ups and downs. This was a bumpy road full of unknown obstacles. It was a road filled with thorns, a road shrouded in storms and gales.
The Shepherd was currently playing the role of the storm and gales blocking the travellers' path. Passing through was a song for travellers. Falling here was a death knell!
It had to be said that the Shepherd's "momentum" was much, much stronger than Phantom's.
If "momentum" could be said to be divided into internal and external manifestations, then Phantom's momentum was superficial, while the Shepherd's momentum was both internal and external.
Even Kael had almost "fallen" due to such a large amount of hype.
Being treated so seriously by the Shepherd, Karel suddenly had the urge to give up on using external means and the alchemy puppet. He wanted to be like Wai, using his own abilities to fight and achieve victory.
However, this was only a fleeting thought.
Karel understood the situation clearly. If he really gave up on external means, his chances of winning wouldn't be too high. At this critical moment, if he lost the duel because of his willfulness, even he would feel guilty.
Moreover, compared to a "real battle", Karel was more looking forward to going to the ruins after winning.
Exploring ruins was more interesting than anything else.
Thinking of this, Karel didn't let his thoughts run wild. He focused on this battle that he absolutely couldn't lose.
(End of Chapter)
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