noffsinger Chapter 196 The Travel Story of Elena (and Her Friends) Part 4
Chapter 196 The Travel Story of Elena (and Her Friends) Part 4
Was it already a ruin a thousand years ago?
uh-huh?
But the girl who did my fortune telling came from that country. Unless she was just spouting nonsense, what need was there to deceive a complete stranger?
Put yourself in her shoes. If there was someone you'd never met before, would you give false information when you tried to introduce yourself? It's completely unimaginable.
Most of the time, the other person doesn't care where you're from at all.
“What else do you know about the Land of Destiny? I can exchange information with you,” Elena said.
“The books I’ve collected tell me that it’s the birthplace of divination,” the wise Elena replied. “I only became truly interested in divination by chance, so I investigated it out of curiosity. To be honest, I don’t think that place is anything special. The books’ descriptions are also very brief. After all, it was a country from a thousand years ago, and it no longer exists.”
I don't know which celebrity said it, but after eliminating all the impossibilities, whatever remains, however incredible, is the truth.
(Author's note: Actually, it was Sherlock Holmes who said it.)
Let's assume... let's assume that what the person who did my divination said was the truth, since she really had no intention of deceiving me, and that she truly did come from that land of destiny.
The land of destiny was destroyed by a volcanic eruption a thousand years ago.
That person… wasn’t they from a thousand years ago? Back then, I confirmed that they were human, definitely not a demon or elf, and at most lived to be a hundred years old.
Since she comes from a thousand years ago...
That's not impossible... After all, I was able to go back in time and witness Estelle and Serena's battle. So it's not impossible for me to suddenly meet someone from a thousand years ago.
My intuition tells me that this is more likely than the person deliberately lying to me.
So, if the assumption is true, what is the intention of this person from a thousand years ago who came to me for divination? It's completely unfathomable. I vaguely remember that the tarot card I got from my divination was "The World"—but I can't even remember what it meant.
Irena felt that she was only separated from the truth she wanted by a thin veil, but this thin veil allowed her to vaguely glimpse the truth, yet it remained completely shrouded in mystery.
"Why are you suddenly interested in the Land of Destiny?" Qin asked.
"Do you know that place?" Elena asked curiously.
“Never heard of it.”
He didn't know—so it shouldn't have anything to do with Beatrice. For a moment just now, I really suspected that it was someone from Qin's hometown who was behind it. After all, who would be so bored as to travel through time and space to do a divination for them?
Those witches of Beatrice who have this ability, are very free, and focus on themselves are the ones who have it.
But... since Qin has absolutely no idea about the Land of Destiny, that can be ruled out, right?
However, why does my sixth sense tell me that things aren't that simple?
"Alright, let's not dwell on this topic. Can I ask you for tips on getting stronger? Or is there something else you want to ask?" War Maniac Elena interrupted.
With her mind completely occupied by dipping beans, she didn't care about fate at all.
She rarely reads books after becoming a witch.
Reading books won't save the world; only by constantly becoming stronger can you.
“My method of becoming stronger is absolutely not suitable for you,” Qin said.
"How will you know if you don't try?" The battle-crazed Elena said dismissively.
You'll die if you try...
“Alright, capture a demon and put it inside you, then we’ll move on to the next step,” Jean said. “I think the demon that brought you here is quite suitable.”
Brother, you must be joking.
Catching something as intangible as a demon?
But he didn't seem to be joking, so maybe he's right.
"Are there other ways to become stronger?"
"If you want to wield a sword, I'll teach you; but if it's magic, I'm powerless to help you."
"Wouldn't I be at a loss then?"
"You just know?"
Damn it! The battle-crazed Elena declared that she had never suffered a loss. She thought she would never lose out no matter what, since her story was worthless and she wouldn't lose out no matter what she got in return. But... she got a way to become stronger but couldn't actually achieve it, which was even more painful than not getting anything at all.
It's better not to know than to know and not be able to do it, which is truly distressing.
If she weren't outmatched by Qin, the battle-crazed Elena would have loved to test her skills against the person who had caused her to suffer a defeat.
Since the deal fell through, the battle-crazed Elena simply left the group and went off to have some fun elsewhere. Besides, the ordinary Elena didn't have any more questions for herself.
"Qin, do you really have no memory of the Land of Destiny at all?" Elena asked, unwilling to give up.
That damn intuition.
My intuition tells me this is the right path. But why am I encountering an answer so different from what I imagined? I should remember Qin's answer, and Beatrice is connected to the Land of Destiny.
Although I don't know where this intuition comes from, it seems to come from my subconscious.
Qin shook her head.
He really doesn't know.
"But I can't rule out the possibility that my perception is flawed," Qin said.
"Huh?" Elena didn't understand what Qin was talking about.
“I can’t guarantee that my memories haven’t been altered,” Qin said. “There’s someone in the Snow Guard who’s good at doing that.”
Oh, I see... Really, that road is blocked. Oh well, if they don't want me to know, then I don't know. It's upsetting, but there's nothing I can do about it.
"What is Snow Guard?" the intellectual Elena asked curiously.
Memory manipulation? What advanced magic that is! The intelligent Elaina thought it was terrifying. She knew there was magic that could erase memories—so she was extremely curious about such spells.
“I’m sorry, we can’t answer that question,” Elena said. “nor can it be exchanged.”
"I see, I understand."
As they talked, the many Elaina returned to their former stronghold, the council hall of the castle. Each Elaina sat in her assigned seat, and there were still empty seats available.