Chapter 1234
-Jonathan’s gaze was frosty as he looked into Merilyn’s eyes.
Around ten secondster, he heaved a helpless sigh and said, “If even you don’t know where we are,
we’re doomed.”
With that, Jonathan rose to his feet and scanned his surroundings. After that, he whipped out a military
shlight from his storage ring.
He initially wanted to look for clues in their surroundings, but the moment he switched on the shlight,
he saw a white mark on the opposite wall under theyer of moss.
“There are words here!” Jonathan walked toward the wall with the shlight.
It was too dark before that, and they couldn’t unleash their spiritual energy there. Hence, none of them
noticed the markings on the wall.
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Seeing that there was a clue, Sterio quickly approached the wall. “The words are covered by ayer
of moss. We need to remove the moss.”
With that, Sterio reached out to scrape off theyer of moss using a knife, but Jonathan immediately
stopped him and said with a frown, “The words aren’t deeply engraved in the wall. If you use a knife,
you might scrape off the words as well.”
After that, Jonathan ced his palm on theyer of moss and channeled his spiritual energy to remove
the moss.
In an instant, the moss on the entire wall fell off while the spiritual energy in Jonathan’s body depleted
greatly. In fact, at least a third of his spiritual energy was used up when he did that.
It was important to note that such a simple move would normally only consume less than one-
thousandth of Jonathan’s spiritual energy at most.
At that moment, however, a third of his spiritual energy was consumed when all he did was remove the
moss. Needless to say, the ce they were in was terrifyingly peculiar.
Yet, he couldn’t be bothered by that because the words on the wall were all exposed after the moss fell
off.
The handwriting was so bad that it seemed more like a drawing than a series of words.
To make things worse, the words were written on the uneven stone wall, making them appear crooked
and harder toprehend.
Jonathan and Sterio frowned deeply and struggled to understand those words. After moments of
staring at it, they only managed to deduce the overall meaning of some of the words. They couldn’t
even connect the words together and form an actual meaningful sentence.
Merilyn, on the other hand, froze when she saw those words.
Her lips moving slightly, she perused the words on the wall before her body started swaying unsteadily.
Surprisingly, she then lost her bnce and fell forward as if she was drained of all her energy.
Sterio pulled Merilyn into his embrace in the nick of time and asked anxiously, “What’s going on? You
understand the words on the wall, don’t you, Merilyn?”
While leaning against Sterio’s chest, Merilyn grabbed his arm firmly and kept her eyes glued to the
words on the wall.
“What on earth is going on? Tell us!” Sterio asked, panicking.
“She doesn’t look okay.” For some reason, Jonathan grew concerned when he saw Merilyn staring at
the wall. I don’t understand a word on the wall, but I know these words are definitely bad news since
they’re giving Merilyn a nervous breakdown.
“Those words on the wall…” Merilyn trembled slightly as she held Sterio and uttered slowly, “Those
are thest words of a formermander in our vige… ording to him, the rebel faction wasn’t
defeated outside of Yannopolis. Instead, they were tricked by a sage! All themanders and soldiers
of the rebel faction were sent here to be kept imprisoned. Also, the existence of our vige wasn’t
meant to rebel against Yannopolis’ oppression. Instead, Yannopolis had been using our vige to give
hope to the vigers in Vige 108. Our vige served to gather all the rebels that escaped from Vige
108, and once the rebel faction had gained enough power, the sage would lead them into Yannopolis’
trap for them to be massacred and toyed with by the powerful figures of Yannopolis…”
As soon as Merilyn finished talking, she spat out a mouthful of blood in despair and fainted in Sterio’s
arms.
Jonathan and Sterio then exchanged helpless and frustrated nces.
At that point, even Jonathan didn’t dare to wake Merilyn up.
After all, she deeply believed that the vige she grew up in was meant to topple Yannopolis one day,
but the cold, hard truth cruelly destroyed all her beliefs.
The vige that existed for hundreds of years was nothing but a huge lie, and even the sage they
admired was nothing but apdog reared by Yannopolis.
Everything Merilyn had fought for her entire life had just crumbled before her eyes. Hence, it was only
normal for her to have troubleing to terms with it.
Upon cing Merilyn on the ground, Sterio gritted his teeth and said to Jonathan, “F*ck! I knew that
the old man was a b*stard! He even has a f*cking turtle’s shell on him! I should’ve killed him!”
“First of all, that’s the form of a Dark Tortoise, not a turtle’s shell. Secondly, if we were to take the risk
and wait for Seboxia to kill that old man, we would’ve surely died in the cave.” Jonathan shot Sterio a
look.
Upon hearing that, Sterio rolled his eyes and refuted, “I just wanted to vent. What’s wrong with that?
Why are you such a boring person?”
Jonathan snickered and turned around to walk toward the prison bars. “Why don’t you focus on figuring
out a way to get us out of here instead?”
As soon as those words fell, someone in the opposite prison cell uttered in a hoarse voice, “There’s no
way you’re getting out!”
Startled by the sudden voice, Jonathan immediately pointed his shlight in the direction of the voice.
Sterio got up and stood next to Jonathan to see where the voice came from.
The bright light illuminated the opposite cell and allowed them to see a naked, scrawny old man
cowering in the corner. He was as skinny as a rake and was practically almost reduced to a skeleton.
The old man reached out his trembling arm when the light hit him. “What a splendid magical item… It’s
been ages since Ist saw light…”
“This is not a magical item. It’s a shlight,” Jonathan replied tly. “Who are you?”
The old man turned around slowly. His unkempt hair, which hadn’t been groomed for years, was all
jumbled up and matted together like ayer of thick felt.
Under the light, he resembled a desated corpse.
“I’m a prefect from Colstrax. I was imprisoned for investigating Yannopolis,” the old man answered.
“Colstrax?” Sterio turned to nce at Jonathan.
Jonathan then quickly whipped out a map and looked for the ce the old man mentioned.
“It’s here!” Jonathan pointed at the center of the map. “Colstrax is a neighboring vige to the Outer
City of Yannopolis. It’s a huge vige! The entire southern side of the vige is one of the most
prosperous spots in the area.”
Jonathan then paused and froze because he suddenly remembered something.
“Did you say you were caught because you were investigating Yannopolis? Are you saying that we’re
currently in Yannopolis?” Jonathan abruptly lifted his head to look at the old man.