Chapter 179: The Governor’s Vault (6)
Karnak's group revealed themselves, and the necromancer shouted once again. "Epe dnet wapala skalan!"
Jet-black wraiths surged up around him. Only then did Serati realize why the man was speaking in an unintelligible language.
Oh, right, we're in central Lacania, aren't we?
Isola was only used in western Lacania. The central regions spoke Lacanian. Since they had been traveling with the Western Division of the Brigade of Purification this entire time, she hadn't noticed the language barrier.
Serati grimaced, gripping her sword. This is bad. Does anyone here even speak Lacanian?
Fortunately, Karnak did. Well, of course he did. He was over a hundred years old and a genius. It would be more surprising if he didn’t speak the language. The two exchanged words in Lacanian, and then battle erupted.
Karnak's fire magic surged forward, targeting the necromancer's wraiths. In response, the opponent countered with a torrent of dark energy.
Amidst the chaos, the necromancer shouted, "Jod adran ka!"
Even without knowing the language, the tone alone made it obvious. It was a curse.
Alius immediately yelled back in Lacanian. "Adran ka!"
Apparently, he could speak it too. That made sense. He was a high-ranking priest, well-educated at the temple. It was only natural. The real surprise was Varos.
"Epe perta!"