Chapter 163: Judgement
Aldrich looked at the fairy through the gaps in the notification.
The Crawler could only be described as delicate. The extremely beautiful brown-haired fairy was half a foot tall and had milky white skin. Her eyes were like that of a peahen, nted and serene, and devoid of any evil thoughts. Most distinctive were her ck-blue pupils that twinkled like bright stars.
For a moment, Aldrich thought to just hack the sword at the wildflower-crown over the fairy''s head, just to see what would happen. But as he was about to act on this thought, the fairy in front of him smiled.
"I would advise against that, Aldrich Guo, the Blessed One."
''This How does she know my name?''
Aldrich got taken aback by the fairy''s sudden chiming words, making him look at the Stats above her head again.
[
Record of ''Lady of Righteousness'' Anjana
Status: Curious
Level: 39
HP: 2180/2180
SP: 1377/1377
MP: 3325/3325
Rank: Viscount
Attributes -->
Strength: 65
Defense: 70
Agility: 76
Vitality: 130
Perception: 150
Correspondence: 175
Active Skills -->
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Passive Skills -->
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]
Aldrich couldn''t see the Crawler''s Skills, but its name made him remember a few things about the mythical beings.
Anjanas were the most famous fairies of Cantabrian Mythology. They foiled the evil ns of cruel creatures and protected the people. Their generosity was known far and wide, and some even said that they were heavenly beings sent on the earth by God himself.
But all the tales about them almost unanimously agreed that they were some kind of forest spirits.
"Huh! You are exactly like the document said about you."
Aldrich narrowed his eyes as the Anjana swished the hawthorn stick in her hand and made a derisivement. The way her corners had moved up at the mention of ''document'' made Aldrich feel it would be more troublesome than he had thought.
"What are you talking about?" Aldrich said.
The fairy yfully turned around, lifting her golden brown braids adorned with rainbow-colored ribbons in the air. With her back towards Aldrich, she extended her arms outwards and proimed.
"This is my world. Here Justice is supreme and inevitable. Attacks, Schemes, and Betrayals can''t exist here. Only one thing rules above all in this ce, and that is"
Thummm!!!
9 wooden pirs, engraved with countless Runic symbols, appeared between Aldrich and Anjana in a single line. Their height only reached Aldrich''s waist, and their top was t, but not empty. Aldrich could see all the pirs had folded blood-red papers ced on their top, which were letting out a golden glow. The fairy hovered on the other side of the pirs, at Aldrich''s eye level, and her prideful voice echoed in the vibrant surroundings.
"JUDGEMENT!!"
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Rosalia
The Earl''s Manor had been erected over the rubble of the explosion that had taken the lives of many Dreamers, varying from Rare to Count Ranks.
Not only that, it had almost wiped out the Goranov Bloodline by engulfing Earl Drago''s many cousins, and their heirs in it. With every Rank came an increase in Life Expectancy. And none were in a hurry to produce a horde of children in a world where the purity of bloodline mattered and sometimes even affected many Skills. This alone had made the Goranov Bloodline a House of only two Dreamers from the Main Branch.
They were Earl Drago and Count Trifon.
But many Houses still believed that given Trifon''s spoiled nature, he must have bastards lying around somewhere. And thus, when the House Venomous Rose dered the Presentation Ceremony of Trifon''s son along with the Territory Bestowment Ceremony, none questioned from where this son hade up.
"Trifon, are you sure those were the Ancestor''s exact words?"
Earl Drago was tending to a few roses as he pridefully eyed his son and asked for his doubt. A few meters away on the fresh grass, Count Trifon was seated on afortable chair and had a book opened up in hisp. As he heard his father''s question, the red-haired Count nudged his sses and pretended as a schr.
"Ah! Father, you are getting overly worried about it. The Ancestor is more experienced and shrewd than both of usbined. I am sure there is a reason for him to order us to spread out this information."
Earl Drago nodded, hearing Trifon''sforting words. He picked up the watering can and showered the nts after taking care of the delicate pruning. But Trifon could still see a trace of nervousness on his father''s face. He closed the book and took off his sses.
"Father, what''s troubling you?"
"This How should I put it?"
Trifon narrowed his eyes, seeing the indecisiveness of Earl Drago. He couldn''t help but make a guess.
"If it is rted to Ancestor''s demand, then I rmend it''s best not to say it."
HAHAHA!
Earl Drago let out a resounding burst ofughter and put the watering can down. He approached Trifon and patted him on his shoulders as he said.
"Trying to guess my thoughts?! I am still your father."
Trifon smiled as he heard Drago''s mocking tone and his exaggeratedugh. It at least meant that it wasn''t something as drastic as he had thought. The Earl took a deep breath and continued.
"Let me tell you some facts, son. Yes, I have be an Earl. But since then I have leveled up only three times. Sigh! And the Gctic War is almost upon us. Who knows if I wille back alive or not?"
Trifon took in all the words, but he didn''t pacify the Earl rted to the Gctic War. Trifon hadn''t experienced it, but those who had have always spoken about it in such a tone. Thoughte, Trifon had finally got to know what his father was trying to imply.
"Father, I will not."
"This is our duty to the House, and there is no running away from it. I have just got to know that Marquess'' daughter ising to the Ceremony, too. I will ask her hand for you. It''s time you give me a grandson."
Trifon stood up and approached the watering can. But in between, he shook his head and tried to confront the Earl one more time.
"Father"
"NO! Consider it as a duty to House Venomous Rose. Don''t tell me the Great Pretender is scared of acting as a husband?!"