Yarra's Adventure Notes-Chapter 1365 - 151: A Very Interesting Creature

The knight girl understood that, whether Shiela was telling the truth or not, this was all she could learn from her. The implicit meaning in Shiela’s words was very clear—all questions pointed back to their king and the Deity he represented. To find out the reasons behind everything in this world, it seemed one would only understand after meeting the Undead King who was trusted unanimously by the undead.

Therefore, Catherine could only sigh helplessly. Just as she wanted to say something to lighten the mood, she heard Shiela’s voice again: "You probably don’t realize how excited we get when we sense the presence of living beings."

"I can imagine that," Catherine’s mouth twitched as she immediately recalled everything that had happened recently. The chaotic noise that drove one mad seemed to ring in her ears again. The knight girl discretely shook her head, casting aside that painful memory, and said with a forced smile, "Or rather, it left a deep impression. It was quite evident that those ghostly friends were very excited at the time."

"No, that’s not what I meant." Shiela shook her head and said earnestly, "Those guys indeed get excited at the sight of living beings, but Saen and I are different. We have a lot more to consider than they do, so we cannot simply feel joy from excitement like they do. When we sensed your living presence, Saen and I were sitting right here. Our conversation at the time was about your world, discussing the state of our fortress troops, debating whether to continue sending strategic resources to Burial Bones Mountain near The Door Home, or if we should summon more powerhouses to prevent a war from breaking out, hehe, sounds contradictory, doesn’t it?"

"Quite the contrary, not contradictory at all." Shiela’s words actually reassured Catherine. The knight girl dropped the almost-negotiation-like smile from her face, sitting upright on the stone chair, and said seriously, "In some cases, displaying one’s strength outright can indeed prevent fights. From ancient times to the present, whether beast or sentient being, many often use this method to protect themselves—and indirectly, the other party. But using this method to protect both parties also comes at a cost. During my adventures, I’ve encountered such magical beasts. In order to convince its predator to give up the chase, it would jump with all its might while fleeing, as if to say, ’I still have a lot of energy; you can’t catch me.’ Yet the predator did not give up, and eventually, just meters away from its herd, it ran out of energy, slowed down, and was killed by the predator. Sadly, if it hadn’t jumped those few times, it might have made it back."

"But we are undead," Shiela emphasized by dematerializing her hands and passing them through the tabletop towards the floor, "Undead never run out of energy, no matter how many times we jump, so we don’t care about such a cost. Right?"

"Talking about this doesn’t really help us, though," Catherine spread her hands, winked mysteriously, and whispered, "We’re just chatting here, and we’re completing a deal, not negotiating. We travelers don’t understand these negotiation-table words."

"Rattle rattle," the skeletal leader Saen, who had been sitting still like a statue, suddenly slammed his hand onto the table, creating a rattling sound with his jawbone.

"Hehe, yes, I like them too, a very interesting bunch of beings," Shiela nodded to Saen and chuckled lightly, "It seems, under the master’s care, we are quite fortunate indeed."

"Rattle rattle," Saen raised his cup again and clinked it forcefully with Pannis’s, the two raising their heads in unison as the drink vanished in an instant. Setting down their cups, they exchanged looks and suddenly both broke out in loud laughter—only one with a sound, the other silent. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

"Tsk, men, whether they’re alive or dead, are all the same," Shiela said with a snort, "Saen seems very happy today, just like me. When we were worried about our fortress troops and sensed your living presence, we were almost too excited to put it into words, so we went crazy together with that simple-minded bunch."

"Is that because of our arrival?" Catherine slowly nodded, reflecting as she spoke, "Our appearance brought you hope, right?"

"Exactly, whether it’s because of a master’s invitation or not, since you’ve come here, it represents a certain attitude of living beings," Shiela affirmed, "At the very least, it shows that living beings are hesitating, not set on starting a war. That hesitation alone is enough to make us happy, as it means we’ve passed the most critical point."

"I actually don’t think it’s over," Catherine seemed to remember something and sighed, "I suggest you don’t be too optimistic. Often, the greater the hope one harbors, the greater the disappointment that follows."

"That’s why Saen and I said, we’re quite lucky," Shiela leaned forward, patted Catherine’s hand on the table, and continued, "You’re a very interesting group of beings, far more so than we imagined. From your behavior, we can tell that deep down, you’ve already accepted us. You should know that, in most situations, first impressions are very important. Being the first to contact our world, your views greatly determine the future for both parties. Can you tell us why deep down you tend to accept us? According to the information we have, when The Door Home was last opened, several unpleasant things happened, so everyone was really worried. Normally, you should have deep hostility towards us, to the point of possibly refusing to enter The Door Home. But the reality is quite the opposite, which we don’t understand."

"I’m sorry, but I can’t reveal the reason," Catherine signaled Pannis with her eyes. Facing away from her and contesting drink-for-drink with the tall Saen, Pannis seemed to see Catherine’s query and subtly shook his head. The knight girl smiled apologetically at Shiela and repeated, "Yes, the reason cannot be revealed, but we definitely come with goodwill. I can assure you of that."

"I understand," Shiela said, looking quite content, "It must have to do with the master’s invitation."

Catherine just smiled mysterically, not uttering a syllable.