A Letter from War

The metal plaque was placed in front of him, and the messenger at the front desk immediately recognized the cipher text on it.

After a brief explanation, his eyes immediately filled with respect. "Sir, please wait in the Southeast Star Lounge on the second floor. We will send the message over shortly!"

Linsey nodded slightly and led the two girls to the second floor.

The reception room was neatly furnished, and both the floor and walls were spotless.

The location here is also excellent.

Looking out the window, you can see a wide and clear night view.

"..."

Linsey sat on the sofa next to the window.

He looked outside.

A long, fiery red dragon was winding its way through the street, attracting the attention of passersby who stopped to watch and even sang and played music for it, creating a lively scene.

"The City of a Thousand Sails is certainly bustling."

Wala Wala lay on top of Linsey, the two of them tilting their heads and looking out the window, nodding in agreement. "This is the first time I've ever seen anything like this!"

"Normally, the biggest festival here is Harvest Day, but that's nothing compared to this city-wide mobilization!"

Yao Xing also really likes nights like this.

However, she was rather reserved, only looking out the window from the other side. "In fact, most people in the city will never have the chance to experience such a grand Art Festival in their lifetime."

"We are fortunate to be born in this era."

"..."

After the three chatted for a few minutes, Wala Wala pressed for details about what had happened earlier:

"Linsey, what's with that message board you have?"

"I remember that the Messenger Hall only uses this thing for very important information."

Linsey explained, "When I was in Black Mountain, one of my companions was randomly teleported away, and I asked the Messenger Hall to help investigate."

Wala Wala suddenly realized.

But before she could speak, Yao Xing exclaimed softly:

"Black Mountain?"

"Is it the Black Mountain on the World Border?"

"One of the theater's playwrights went there to gather material. He heard that a hero defeated Dragon Beast that had taken over the world, and he wanted to write a new play with the hero as the protagonist. Unfortunately, by the time he got there, the hero had already left."

"..."

Hearing Yao Xing's question, Linsey felt a little embarrassed.

But Wala Wala was getting restless.

If it weren't for the agreement she made with Linsey, she would definitely be publicizing Linsey's dragon-slaying feat! However, Linsey gave the girl a wink.

Wala Wala could only shrink back into her seat, her hands clasped together, her legs shaking uncontrollably, and her eyes darting around, looking extremely frustrated.

Yao Xing asked with concern, "Wala Wala, what's wrong with you?"

Wala Wala tried hard to find an excuse:

"I... I... the crab I just ate might not have been very fresh, and my stomach isn't feeling well right now!"

Yao Xing sounded confused:

"Look at those crabs, weren't they just caught? How could they not be fresh?"

Wala Wala's face was already sweating:

"How would I know... I guess it's probably because of parasites."

"Whoa—the toilet!"

Bang bang bang! Just then, a knock sounded at the door outside the reception room.

After the voice, which sounded like a savior to the Wala Wala, a formally dressed messenger entered.

He confirmed the three men's identities, handed the metal plaque back to Linsey, and then said with a serious expression, "Mr. Linsey, thank you very much for coming!"

"Over the past six months, we have exhausted all our efforts to inquire and have finally obtained news of Miss Hong."

Linsey immediately followed up with:

Where is she now? How is she doing?

The messenger nodded and replied:

"Miss Hong's strength has indeed reached the Eighth Stage, and she is currently in Nal Kebandek. Moreover, after contacting her, Miss Hong has something she would like to convey to you."

"..."

Upon hearing the words ' Eighth Stage ', all of Wala Wala and Yao Xing's movements ceased.

It was as if the entire room had been silenced by a spell.

The awakened one in the Eighth Stage.

This word carries immense weight.

It's important to understand that even in the City of a Thousand Sails, the real reason behind this city-wide Art Festival is simply the successful advancement of an artist.

I suddenly heard this news.

No matter how intelligent they are, they can't possibly be as calm as before.

Linsey nodded calmly:

"Just tell her what she has to say; there are no outsiders here."

The messenger then spoke, "Miss Hong's exact words were— 'Linsey, there's an old man who calls himself the War King and is giving me a hard time, saying I'm untamed! You wait patiently in the Courtyard in the Forest. I'll come find you after I've killed this guy.' That's all."

"..."

This time it was Linsey's turn to remain silent.

The War King is the Invincible King.

The ruler of Nal Kebandek, the awakened one of the Ninth Stage, the most supreme being in the Entire Universe.

While Linsey remained silent, the messenger continued, "His Excellency the Invincible King also asked us to relay this message to you."

"Miss Hong has amazing talent, but she needs to resolve the hidden dangers within her body herself. This child's talent and potential are incredibly amazing. His Majesty the Invincible King does not want her talent to go to waste, so he is currently training her."

"If you, Mr. Linsey, are also interested, His Excellency the Invincible King would very much welcome promising young warriors to come to Nal Kebandek for training."

"..."

From the Courtyard in the Forest to the Seven Seas Alliance.

Nearly a year has passed, and Linsey finally has news of fame.

The other party is in a safe situation, and is even protected and appreciated by Ninth Stage powerhouse, and is being trained under his command.

Linsey felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from her heart.

Then a slight smile appeared on his lips, as he had when he was a 'father' in Black Mountain, and he sighed with emotion:

"This guy, he's always causing trouble."

Linsey turned to the messenger in front of her. "Sir, please pass on a message to Red for me—I will continue with my previous plan and head to the City of Law. Once I've finished my business there, I'll come to find you in Nal Kebandek."

"Regarding the cost of transmitting this message..."

Before Linsey could finish speaking, the messenger respectfully rose and refused.

"We're the ones who benefited from getting this information, so how could I possibly charge you?"

Linsey did not refuse the offer.

Having finished discussing the news about the red person, he then steered the conversation to the purpose of his visit:

"And also, sir."

"A few days ago, on our way to the City of a Thousand Sails, our ship was attacked by Fallen Artist. The Art Association's follow-up investigation into this incident was supposed to be released through the Messenger Hall. Is there any update on that?"

The messenger who will be in charge of Linsey in the future is clearly not of ordinary status.

He didn't even need to go out to investigate or ask questions; he casually revealed information that hadn't been made public yet. "The investigators happened to be returning to the city this morning."

"According to the message from the Tower Messenger, the Fallen Artist attacked you has left, and the island where he was located has completely disappeared from the sea. According to our Reconnaissance Personnel, the enemy has fled to the open sea and has not shown any signs of approaching the City of a Thousand Sails."

Linsey murmured, "We haven't even gotten close to the City of a Thousand Sails, we've gone far away!"

Could it be that I guessed wrong?

The creators of the Rainbow Dream Potion on Mermaid Island were not the ones who created it, nor were they the ones who targeted Anthony and Lina.

Therefore, there is more to this story than meets the eye!

Just as Linsey was pondering this, a commotion suddenly broke out on the street outside.

Hahahaha—

"That's fantastic! This is it! I can now grasp the secrets within!"

"I am the real artist!"

"..."

"What's wrong?"

"Look outside, there's light over there!"

Hearing the noise, everyone in the reception room stood up.

Looking out the window, they saw a bizarre and distorted display of colors rising from a street in the distance.

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