Chapter 284: The Arrival of the True Ancestor
The thought that this might be the place where a True Ancestor fell made Dorothy instantly wary and alert. She protectively held Adele close. Adele herself was oblivious to this, only feeling Dorothy suddenly tightening her embrace, pressing Adele’s face against her chest. So soft... ahem. More importantly, the thump-thump of Dorothy’s heart. Was it racing because of her? Adele wondered romantically.
Honestly, even if Dorothy were a little forceful now... and wanted to be the one on top... Adele probably wouldn’t refuse. Until Dorothy whispered her worries to Adele, Adele’s heart stopped. All lewd thoughts instantly drained from her mind, leaving only a mess.
WTF!? A place where even a True Ancestor fell! How dangerous was this place!? “Wah! Dorothy will protect me... right!?”
“Of course, I will protect Adele.”
“Next, we have to be very careful.”
“Perhaps the priority is no longer searching for the treasure here, but...”
“Finding a way to get out safely!” After all, this place was full of strangeness. The sea of flowers, the cross... The being who disappeared from the cross... The Bloodkin True Ancestor who died praying... Adele nodded rapidly like a little rabbit pounding medicine. She was the most obedient!
Dorothy was prepared to let Azathoth possess her again if the situation turned bad, even if it might cause great burden and damage to her body ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ and mind. But as long as Adele could leave this place safely, everything would be worth it. Also, it should be noted that Dorothy found that the magic mark given by Lady Chen Xi had no effect in this mysterious area. In other words, to leave the Secret Realm, they had to leave this folded space first. Therefore, after a moment of hesitation, Dorothy still chose to walk towards the True Ancestor. But to be safe, she cast layers of protective magic on herself. From Adele’s perspective, it looked like a golden barrier had been erected around Dorothy.
Because her contracted subordinate, Azathoth, was too powerful, many people had overlooked Dorothy’s own strength. But in reality, she was also a very talented mage. “Stay behind me, Adele,” she said. Adele naturally obeyed, tightly gripping Dorothy’s skirt, following closely behind her. Feeling the tugging force behind her, Dorothy quietly clenched her hand. A sense of responsibility arose in her heart.
They soon approached the praying woman, the being Dorothy suspected to be a True Ancestor. Only then did Adele carefully observe the woman. She was wearing a very ordinary cloth dress, old-fashioned, the attire of a commoner from some unknown era. But even so, it still looked decent and elegant on her. Her long black hair draped smoothly over her chest, still shiny despite the passage of time. Honestly, she looked more like she was peacefully asleep than dead. And Adele didn’t feel any discomfort or chills that usually came with being near the deceased. It was like an ordinary meeting, an ordinary parting.