The great battle had ended, and the warriors from each tribe gradually returned to their own. Only a few chiefs, shamans, and the strongest warriors stayed in the White Horn King's territory, accompanying Garrett and the others to fulfill their promise:
Wait!
Wait for the Eagle God's Kingdom to make a move!
If they broke their promise and didn’t return Lynn, everyone would gather and accompany Garrett to take action!
Fortunately, this situation did not occur. Seven days later, as the sun set, a pair of golden wings flanked by a black point and surrounded by a faint white mist approached from the horizon.
Closer and closer, until Garrett looked up and his eyes lit up:
"Lynn!" He waved frantically from the ground:
"Lynn! You're back!!!"
After waving twice and jumping twice, he suddenly realized and activated his flying spell, soaring up to meet Lynn.
Lynn initially smiled broadly and waved enthusiastically at him. However, as Garrett flew closer with open arms, Lynn's eyes widened, crossing his arms in front of him with a look of fear:
"Don't come any closer!!!"
Don't try to hug in midair!
Your flying skills are not that good!
Don't make us both fall!!!
"Garrett, wait!" At the crucial moment, it was the Silver Dragon girl who saved them from a crash. Cirilla swiftly flew up, grabbed Garrett by the collar, and pulled him back:
"Whatever you have to say, do it on the ground! No pulling and tugging in midair!"
"Uh... Let go! Let go!" Garrett leaned back, grabbing the front of his collar and pulling forward:
"You're choking me! I'll go down myself! Stop pulling!"
Lynn watched their antics with a smile, slowly descending. Once on the ground, he stepped forward and gave Garrett a big hug:
"Thank you!"
Garrett stiffened, standing there without raising his hands, his neck, spine, and knees straight as a board, like a zombie. Only after Lynn finished hugging him and stepped back did he rush forward, grabbing him and urgently asking:
"Lynn, are you okay? Did they hurt you? Are you injured? Did they..."
"I'm fine." Lynn smiled, raising a hand to stop his questions. The necromancer in the black robe lifted his head, his hood falling back to reveal a thin, pale face. Garrett frowned at the sight:
"You call that fine, you..."
"I just stayed underground for half a year." Lynn smiled and shook his head:
"Garrett, have you forgotten? The Sleepless Tower is also a pyramid, staying underground for half a year, everyone looks like this. Besides, after you arrived, they moved me to the upper levels."
Garrett pressed his lips together, silent, scrutinizing him from head to toe. Lynn cooperated by rolling up his sleeves and extending his arms for inspection:
"See? I'm really fine, right? My hands aren't broken, my feet aren't fractured, I can run and jump—apart from being confined and forbidden to cast spells, they really didn’t do anything to me. Now that I'm out, you don't have to worry!"
Garrett still said nothing. He circled Lynn, threw out the high-level magic crystal given by his teacher, and used a detection spell like an X-ray to sense his life energy—
Thank goodness, no major issues. For a Level 9 necromancer, his life force was quite decent, not strong, but definitely not weak.
No strange energies were lingering on him, no curses, no possessing ghosts, no weird bugs...
"Safe and sound, that's good." He smiled broadly:
"Lynn, did you bring all your belongings back? They didn't confiscate anything, right? Your golden skull, space bag, defensive magic equipment—"
As he spoke, his eyes sharpened, glaring at the two Golden Eagle Warriors escorting Lynn. The warriors immediately stepped back, allowing a graceful woman to step forward. It was Tetra, the snake woman who had interacted with Garrett several times:
"Honorable Son of the Dawn, we did not confiscate any of Lord Lynn's belongings!"
"Son of the Dawn?"
Lynn showed a curious expression.
Garrett: "Ahem! Ahem! Ahem! Lynn, I'll explain later! Let me finish asking first!—So, nothing was taken? You kept him locked up for so long and didn’t take or use any of his things?"
As he spoke, he pulled Lynn back into their group, standing with Cirilla, Bernard, Baronessimo, and the tribal chiefs. Tetra stepped lightly forward but did not get too close, explaining softly:
"Initially, it was Nierka's sisters who imprisoned him in the dungeon. They were infatuated with him and didn't want to ruin the relationship, so they only restrained Lord Lynn's spell-casting abilities and didn't take his belongings..."
Oh?
That snake woman?
The one who provoked him and lost a lot of power to the little snake?
This time, Garrett's eyes sparkled. He stroked his chin, scrutinizing Lynn with a new perspective:
Impressive, Lynn! Back home, you were alone, not chasing any girl nor being chased. But in the Eagle God's Kingdom, you had a girl pursuing you, even going so far as to imprison you!
Didn’t expect you to have such charm!
"Ahem, ahem, ahem—" Lynn burst into a coughing fit. He looked left and right, avoiding Garrett's gaze, finally steering the topic back on track:
"In any case, they didn't take my belongings, just confined me—"
He extended his hands again, rolling up his sleeves. His wrists bore shallow marks from long-term restraints:
"Later, when they got word about you, they treated me as an honored guest and even removed my restraints. Look, I'm unharmed and brought everything out!"
He tapped his space bag. A golden light flashed, and the golden skull landed on the ground, ceremoniously removing its head and bowing to Garrett. Then, it replaced its head, extended its arms, and spun in a circle:
Its jaws clacked as if it were laughing or loudly greeting everyone. After the greeting, it extended its arms, and a black shadow leapt into its embrace—it was Mr. Troka, rolling in the golden skull's arms.
"Ah... you're still here..."
Lynn's eyes shone with excitement. He stepped forward, holding the shrunken, kitten-sized magic pet in his arms. He bounced it up and down, stroking its back, then scratching its chin:
"I thought I would never see you again!"
His voice and arms trembled slightly with excitement. If not for being in public, he might have buried his face in the cat's fur. Garrett stood by, smiling at Lynn's affectionate interaction with Mr. Troka, and also reached out to stroke the cat's fur:
"Mr. Troka was amazing! It traveled alone from the Eagle God's Kingdom, crossed the continent, found a ship, and came back to Nevis for help! When I saw it, it was barely holding its form..."
"Ah!" Lynn tightened his embrace, burying his face in the cat's fur this time. He took a deep breath and rubbed it twice before hearing Garrett say:
"I took it to see the teacher. The teacher said it lost a part of its 'existence' and could only recover by retrieving it—Lynn, where did it get hurt?"
Lynn didn't speak. He held the regained magic pet tightly, resting his forehead against the kitten's head in silence. After a long while, he opened his eyes and sighed deeply:
"It was intact when we parted..."
So, did it get injured when charging out, attacked by the Eagle God, Snake God, or other powerful beings?
Or was it injured crossing the continent by a totem god?
Lynn communicated with Mr. Troka through their bond, but they couldn't pinpoint the cause. The kitten trembled slightly in his palm, recalling the injury, only remembering overwhelming shadows and a cold, sharp, extremely swift strike—
"So scary! So scary! Just one hit! Didn't even have time to escape—"
Lynn felt the former was more likely. That is, returning to the Eagle God's Kingdom and demanding Mr. Troka's lost 'existence' from the Eagle God or Snake God might still be possible if luck was on their side?
However—Lynn glanced at the two Golden Eagle Warriors and sighed:
Forget it, can’t fight them. With his current strength, attacking the Eagle God's Kingdom to find Mr. Troka's lost part, he probably needed to level up another nine levels—
Now at level 9, reaching level 18 might suffice?
As for asking Garrett for help, Lynn didn't even consider it. Garrett had taken a huge risk crossing the continent to save him; putting him in danger again was not what a friend would do!
"I'm not sure..." he slowly replied, adjusting his position so Mr. Troka could sleep in his arms. Garrett frowned slightly, hesitating. Not far ahead, Tetra eagerly stepped forward:
"Honorable Son of the Dawn. I have been commissioned by Tlatoani, the Golden Eagle chief, and the Snake Woman to invite you to the Eagle God's Kingdom. You and your friends will be treated as honored guests... We expect you to help us resist the invasion of the White Ghost. If you fight alongside us, we will offer you the treasures of the Eagle God's Kingdom..."
With a soft sound, a black leather box opened in front of Garrett, filled with
dazzling jewels. Garrett didn't even glance at it, looking straight at Lynn:
"Lynn, do you want to go? Or go home first?"
"No rush to decide." Lynn shook his head gently. He stepped forward, shielding Garrett, facing the warriors and the snake woman from the Eagle God's Kingdom:
"Let's discuss it first. I think you can wait a few days for our decision, right?"
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