Chapter 222

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Knock knock

The contemporary morning daylight and funky air penetrated the darkness together with the sound of knocking.

Good morning.

The Hero appeared on the Mom Ghost standing by the door.

Extra exactly, at her outfit.

Lined solely in mud, wrinkled right here and there.

Morning dew settled in each crease.

He had given her orders to assemble data simply final evening.

Had been you wandering round all evening?

In fact, it wasnt simply the Hero who glanced at her look.

His grim and weary eyes met the Mom Ghosts.

A wierd look appeared in Mom Ghosts eyes as she noticed the Hero exhausted from dealing with dozens of horrible digital deaths.

Youre sweating although you havent eliminated your armor.

The Mom Ghosts eyes noticed all the pieces round her meticulously.

An eagerness to search out hidden data.

The Hero deflected the subject with out displaying any indicators of awkwardness.

Seems like youve bought some first rate data because you got here knocking on the daybreak.

Sure, could I are available?

Positive.

Because the Mom Ghost entered, she positioned a number of paperwork on the desk from her embrace.

I performed an investigation final evening concerning the areas you instructed.

The Hero hadnt solely centered on the natural commerce tendencies.

That was only one option to observe him down.

Equally, there was a component that couldnt be neglected.

The hideout.

Fugitives instinctively search their hideouts.

In conditions the place the need for security and safety is powerful, hiding in a totally unfamiliar place feels a lot much less safe than being in a recognized location.

He had sought refuge within the depths of the forest when his tribe was annihilated.

That was about thirty years in the past.

However no person knew precisely the place he had hidden within the forest.

At the moment, he had lived in full seclusion, and it was greater than a decade later when he met Ted and joined the Daybreak Knights.

Initially, monitoring him down would have been almost unimaginable.

Thirty extra years had handed.

A really very long time for people.

Discovering individuals who had operated within the forest at the moment was troublesome, and it was much more unreasonable to count on them to have detailed recollections of Ivar.

However to the fairies, its not such a very long time.

To fairies, a decade passes within the blink of an eye fixed.

Simply as we bear in mind one or two years in the past comparatively clearly, they’d bear in mind Ivar.

Thats why the Hero entrusted the Mom Ghost with a pending inquiry.

He instructed her to ask the fairies residing in human territories in the event that they remembered the younger savage warrior who fled to the forest.

The end result

We discovered him.

The Mom Ghost pointed to 1 doc.

It contained a profile of a fairy.

A fairy who granted permission to Ivar up to now.

Permission.

The Hero recalled.

A couple of months in the past, when he got here to the forest with Noubelmag, Pia, and Kasim.

Noubelmag used a department of the World Tree he acquired from his mom to navigate by the forest.

For many who weren’t fairies, such because the Hero, to freely come and go within the forest, permission was required.

Permission it entails possessing part of the World Tree.

Possessing part of the World Tree, or being accompanied by somebody who does.

If one didnt observe these guidelines, they’d get misplaced within the jungle of the forest, regardless of how expert they have been.

In different phrases, the Mom Ghost was saying she discovered a fairy who had given Ivar part of the World Tree.

The Heros eyes gleamed.

He should have had appreciable interplay with Ivar.

Sure, certainly. He remembers him vividly.

Thunk

A map of the forest, in regards to the measurement of a desk, unfolded over the paperwork.

The Mom Ghost continued her calm briefing.

Weve decided the place Ivar spent his time within the forest. Its close to a abandoned village that the residents left a very long time in the past. Its fairly a distance from right here.

The place is it?

Its proper right here

For now, Sick go round this space. If brokers are despatched close by, preserve me knowledgeable.

The Mom Ghost appeared puzzled.

Its only a suspected location of Ivar; its not confirmed as his hideout but. If its a preliminary investigation, our brokers may

No, Sick examine it myself.

Doubts rapidly become dissatisfaction.

Within the Mom Ghosts place, who didnt know in regards to the existence of the laboratory, she couldnt perceive the Heros sturdy conviction.

However the Hero felt a robust premonition bordering on foresight.

Ivar should have visited the neighborhood of the laboratory a minimum of as soon as.

It was the outskirts of the forest close to his hometown.

Furthermore, there werent even highly effective phantasm spells within the space.

There was no purpose for a fugitive to keep away from it.

Even when I dont meet him instantly, I’d a minimum of discover some traces.

The Hero stood up abruptly.

Hero?

The Mom Ghost solely remained nonetheless, watching his again as he dashed into the forest.

She muttered softly to herself.

Issues are getting out of hand.

Then, she too slowly bought up from her seat.

* * *

Cough, rattling, its blindingly vivid.

Ivar shielded his eyes together with his hand, persevering with to cough calmly.

Though midday was nonetheless far off, the daylight immediately was unusually piercing and vivid.

He staggered alongside, struggling to take every step.

I must hurry.

At the moment was the day to relocate his hideout.

It was all the time obligatory to alter hideouts periodically.

As quickly as his situation improved, he headed to the following predetermined hideout.

It will in all probability be the final hideout.

Beginning subsequent week, he must act as a decoy in line with the orders.

Sigh.

Deep wrinkles appeared on Ivars face.

A month, huh.

The demons had ordered him to maintain the Heros gaze fastened on the south for a month.

What sort of scheme have been they planning throughout that point?

No.

Ivar frowned and shook his head.

There was no use in interested by that.

He needed to do his finest to hold out the orders anyway.

And the demons would absolutely have interaction in some nasty enterprise through the time they purchased him.

That was a undeniable fact that hadnt modified as soon as in a long time.

Darn it.

Occupied with the results of his actions would solely improve his guilt.

What he wanted to deal with proper now was not that, however whether or not the orders have been possible.

Ivar considered a person in his thoughts.

The person with sunken grey eyes and a fearsome swordsmanship.

Its an unimaginable order.

To resist the Heros pursuit for a month within the restricted house of the south.

That was a troublesome job even for Ivar, who was thought-about the following finest martial artist after the Hero on this planet.

Even when I handle to keep away from him, itll be over if we meet as soon as.

It doesn’t matter what measures he took, he couldnt defeat the enraged Hero.

A precarious tightrope stroll.

However there was one comforting reality.

Hes gotten a lot weaker.

The demons emphasised that the Hero had weakened.

It was a scenario that Ivar couldnt think about.

He was a Hero who had survived even the lure of the Nice Battle the place he was certain to die.

Even when he was weaker, then he can be stronger than earlier than.

Furthermore, wasnt he in a scenario the place he was injured as properly?

Ivar shook his head and stopped strolling.

He had arrived at his vacation spot.

His remaining hideout.

And the start of sin.

Ivars darkish eyes contained the surroundings of the outdated laboratory, lined with thick vines.

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