Book 8, The Ten Thousand Kilometer Journey β Chapter 17, Poison Gas Fluttering in the Wind
The city of Redsand was a small one, and there were only a few tens of thousands of people within it.
When Linleyβ s group left the boat, they headed directly towards the prefectural city of Cerre. On the way there, they stopped by Redsand City, preparing to have a quick lunch.
In a private room in the second floor of a hotel, Jenne and Keane both had excited smiles on their faces.
βHaha, by tonight, we will reach Cerre City. By then, weβll have much fewer troubles.β Keane chortled.
Jenne nodded as well. βOnce we reach Cerre, our aunt probably wouldnβt openly move against us, right?β
βJenne, Keane, things wonβt be as easy as you think.β Linley laughed calmly. βOnce we reach Cerre, it will actually be even more dangerous. Your so-called aunt isnβt as timid and fearful as you seem to think she is.β
When women decided to be venomous, they could be extremely terrifying.
During his three years in the Mountain Range of Magical Beasts, Linley had encountered all sorts of cruel, vicious people. Jenneβs aunt was totally capable of having Keane killed within Cerre City, and in a manner which didnβt implicate her at all.
βReally?β Keane was somewhat afraid now. After all, he was a fourteen year old boy.
Linley laughed. βBut donβt worry too much. Thereβs no need for us to rush to Cerre City this afternoon. Letβs have a good rest in Redsand City first. Tomorrow morning, we will head out.β
βTomorrow morning?β Jenne and Keane both looked at Linley.
βIf my predictions are correct, the people your aunt undoubtedly stationed at the river have already discovered that we disembarked one harbor early. They should be able to calculate that we would arrive at Cerre City at around nightfall. Thusβ¦there is an 80% to 90% chance that they will be waiting for us there, tonight.β
Linley could easily deduce such simple stratagems.
As long as one could think things through from anotherβs perspective, one could easily lead them by the nose.
βLetβs rest up and recover our strength. Tomorrow morning, we head out.β Linley laughed loudly. βThereβs no rush right now. Letβs have a good lunch.β
Jenne and Keane revealed hints of smiles on their faces.
β¦.
Indeed, as Linley had predicted, Apothecary Holmer and his group had headed directly for Cerre City. Madame Wadeβs people in Cerre City had received this information as well.
On the walls of Cerre city.
Madame Wade was leaning on a parapet, staring outside the city. Behind her were her two brothers as well as Apothecary Holmer. As for the city guards, they had all scattered at her command.
βMr. Holmer, Iβll have to trouble you to wait here tonight for a while.β Madame Wade turned her head towards Holmer, smiling.
Apothecary Holmer knew his own limits.
He personally wasnβt that powerful. The most powerful weapon available to him was his poisons. Naturally, he wouldnβt want to offend this malicious person in front of him, who was the true power in Cerre city.
βMadame Wade, donβt worry. Those siblings definitely will not live to arrive at Cerre city.β
Holmer was very confident. βEven if they have an escort who is of the ninth rank, hmph. As long as he hasnβt reached the Saint-level, I am confident in my ability to deal with him. But of courseβ¦he canβt already know who I am.β
If a combatant of the ninth rank were to recognize him and activate his battle-qi, the battle-qi would be sufficient to easily repel the poison.
βMr. Holmer, all these years, youβve resided here in Cerre City. You arenβt a person who likes to show yourself either. How many people could have possibly seen you? Whatβs more, Iβve heard that you, Mr. Holmer, possess the ability to change your appearance?β Madame Wade laughed as she looked at Holmer.
Holmer laughed happily. Stroking his beard, he said, βHaha. Madame Wade, change my appearance? You praise me too highly. All I do is to use some medicinal concoctions to change the color of my skin and hair. And then a little makeupβ¦even people who know me, as long as they donβt carefully inspect me, wonβt be able to recognize me.β
Madame Wade smiled as she nodded. βThen I leave everything in your hands, Mr. Holmer. Tonight, I will stay in the nearby hotel and await your good news.β
Holmer laughed confidently.
β¦.
But as time went on, Madame Wade, who was in that hotel nearest to the city walls, was beginning to grow confused. Because quite soon, the city gates would close for the night.
The rule of Cerre City was that at ten oβclock sharp, the gates would be shut.
But Jenne and Keaneβs group still had yet to arrive. Based on Madame Wadeβs information, Jenneβs group had arrived at Redsand City by lunchtime. Even if they travelled slowly, they shouldβve reached here by now.
Ten oβclock arrived.
Those enormous city gates began to slowly close as a large number of guards pushed at them. Apothecary Holmer, who had meticulously prepared for this battle, descended from the walls with a belly full of anger. Madame Wade also walked out of the hotel.
βMadame Wade, what is this?β Holmer was truly upset now.
After receiving the news, he had run all the way back from the harbor to the city. The bumpy, long ride was quite miserable for this 300-year old Holmer.
And then, he had stood up there on the walls for half the night, with the icy wind blowing at him the entire time.
And now, the city gates were shutting. But no one came.
βWho knows what is going on with that group of people. Iβm afraid they might have taken a rest at Redsand City. Mr. Holmer, why donβt you rest here at the hotel tonight? Letβs see what tomorrow brings.β Madame Wade was not in a good mood either.
βThatβs the only option we have right now.β Holmer was extremely disgruntled.
β¦.
The next dawn, just as the city gates opened, Holmer began to quietly wait for them to arrive. By 9 oβclock in the morning, Holmer was truly furious.
Holmer rushed down from the city walls and charged directly into the second floor of the hotel.
βMadame Wade. If they arenβt coming to us, Iβll go to them.β Holmer said directly. βGive me some men, at least one of whom recognizes those two siblings.β
Madame Wade approved of this idea. βAlright. Then Iβll have to trouble you, Mr. Holmer, to make this trip.β
βThis time, I really have to give these people a taste of my power.β Holmer said quietly, his eyes filled with a murderous look.
After purchasing a carriage in Redsand City, Jenne and Keane entered the carriage, with the old servant, Lambert, being the driver. As for Linley, he rode on the back of his Blackcloud Panther, Haeru.
Haeru was more than two meters tall and very broad-backed. His fur was very smooth and soft as well.
Riding on the Blackcloud Panther, Linley couldnβt feel any bumps in the road as well. The ride was far more comfortable than that of a horse or a carriage. Whatβs more, the Blackcloud Panther ran up mountains as easily as it ran on prairies.
βBig brother Ley. What time is it now?β Keane poked his head out of the carriage and asked Linley.
Linley glanced at him. βDonβt be impatient. Itβs only ten oβclock. We most likely will arrive at Cerre City by eleven oβclock.β
The Blackcloud Panther which Linley was riding on was very awe-inspiring. Everyone on the road who saw Linley all moved aside early on to allow Linley the right of way.
βGiddyup, giddyup!β
From far away, the sound of hoof steps could be heard. Soon, three mounted knights could be seen in the distance, but as soon as they saw Linley, all three were terrified and came to a halt.
βWhat a massive panther.β One of the knights sighed, staring at the black panther Linley was riding.
βStop staring. Letβs move.β The other knight said.
Just at this time, another stallion trotted past them. This stallion was ridden by a kindly looking old hunchback with pure white hair. The speed of the old manβs horse was fairly slow, and it clip-clopped its way forward.
βHaha, look at him. Heβs so old, but still rides a horse. Hahaβ¦β One of the knights laughed loudly.
βLetβs go. We have business to attend to.β
The three knights laughed calmly, continuing on their way. Right at this time, that hunchbacked old man raised his head to glance at Linleyβs group. This hunchback immediately understood.
Per their pre-arranged agreement, if they encountered the targets, the knights would say, βHaha, look at him. Heβs so old, but still rides a horse.β Whatβs more, Holmer also knew that the mysterious expert had a black panther as a pet.
β¦.
βThose three knights donβt have any knightly chivalry at all.β Keane, who had seen all this through the window, said unhappily once the three knights left.
But Linley frowned as he stared at the hunchback.
The hunchback rode the horse in a manner that did indeed inspire concern. Just from the look of him, one could tell that he was extremely old. Although the horse wasnβt moving too fast, the hunchback continued to sway back and forth on the horseβs back, as though he could fall off at any moment. His legs didnβt seem to be too firmly clamped on the horseβs back either.
Right at this moment, a carriage appeared from behind the old hunchback as well.
βF*ck off, you old fart.β One of the knights cursed loudly. The hunchback immediately whipped his horse, moving it to the side of the road.
βAhhh!β
When the horse was roughly ten or so meters away from Linleyβs group, the old hunchback swayed again and fell off his horse.
βThe old grandpa fell off!β Keane, seeing this from through the window, immediately pushed open the door to come out and help.
But just as the old man fell off, a light blue wave of gas emanated from his body. That light blue gas was extremely thin and light, so much so that if someone wasnβt specifically looking for it, it would be quite hard to discern.
The wind just so happened to be blowing from the east, and it blew the gas directly towards Linley. But of course, the first people to be impacted by the poison gas was the people in the carriage which had just passed by.
βCrumple.β
One knight after another collapsed from their horses to the ground, fresh blood leaking out of their noses.
βHrm?β Linley also felt that something in his body seemed off, and his head felt a little dizzy.
βNot good. Poison.β Attuned to the wind, Linley could clearly sense that a light blue poisonous gas was wafting in his direction. By now, Linley had already taken two breaths of it.
The Dragonblood battle-qi in Linleyβs body immediately rose up, absorbing all of the poisonous gas in Linleyβs body, with none of it harming him at all.
This poisonous gas was a poison which Holmer had specially designed to be used against humans, based on human biology.
But Holmer could never have imagined that Linley was very different, biologically speaking, from ordinary people. Within his veins was the bloodline of the Dragonblood Warriors, an ancestral bloodline that was many times more exalted than even the bloodlines of magical beasts. In the past, even the magicite core of the Armored Razorback Wyrm had been absorbed and consumed by just the small amount of Dragonblood that was in Linleyβs veins at that time.
Normal people simply couldnβt imagine or understand the special abilities and attributes of each of the Four Supreme Warriors.
This sort of poison gas couldnβt hurt a Dragonblood Warrior at all.
βWind.β
Based on his mastery of wind elemental essence granted to him by being a wind-style magus, Linley immediately controlled the air around him to blow the wind backwards. The poisonous gas immediately blew back towards the east. By now, the squad of knights that were between the βhunchbackβ Holmer and Linley had all died.
The poisonous gas blew back towards Holmer, but he didnβt dodge. He was not afraid of his own poisons. But what he was afraid ofβ¦was Linley.
βGiddyup, giddyup!β Holmer suddenly became quite agile, leaping back onto his horse and then sending it galloping east as fast as he could.
βHaeru.β Linley said in a cold voice.
βSwoooosh.β
The Blackcloud Pantherβs speed was terrifyingly fast, many times faster than an ordinary stallion.
In the blink of an eye, he traversed several hundred meters, and actually passed by Holmer, landing in front of him. All that had been visible during this motion was a black blur.
Seeing Linley suddenly appear in front of him, Holmer immediately grew frantic.
βMy friend, I was paid by others to do this. If you are willing to spare me, I will give you as much gold as you wish.β Although Holmer was more than three hundred years old, he didnβt want to die yet.
Thinking back to what just happened, Linley still felt afraid.
Fortunately, he had managed to react in time and blow the poison gas back before it had entered the carriage.
βPoison gas? Are you a necromancer?β Linley looked at Holmer.
βNecromancer?β Holmer was startled, then shook his head. βNo. Iβm an apothecary. My friend, I am quite wealthy. Ten thousand gold coins? Twenty thousand? Or perhaps, a hundred thousand?β At a time like this, Holmer was still trying to save money.
But Linley couldnβt even be bothered to speak to him.
βHaeru, deal with it.β
Linley hopped off the black panther, heading back towards the carriage. As for the Blackcloud Panther, he revealed his sharp fangs, and then pounced directly towards Holmer.
βAh! A million! Ten million! Ah!!!!β Before Holmer had even finished calling out, he had been flattened by a single blow from the Blackcloud Pantherβs massive paw.