ushernet Chapter 151 The Prophecy Returns
Chapter 151 The Prophecy Returns
Chapter 151 The Prophecy Returns
A prophetic dream?!
Upon hearing Cassandra's words, Roy's expression changed. Her dream was actually a warning, meaning that disaster was about to happen to them.
Roy said with a serious expression, "Explain in detail!"
Cassandra swallowed nervously. "I don't know. This dream is even harder to interpret than before. Something terrible might happen."
Cassandra was pale and in pain, and distorted, bizarre images flashed through her mind that she couldn't understand, and she herself didn't know what they meant.
But she could sense the danger involved.
Roy said, "It's okay, tell me everything you see, and I'll help you interpret it."
Roy's gentle voice and calm smile gradually brought peace to Cassandra's heart.
Encouraged by Roy, Cassandra took a deep breath and smiled. "It was a joyous celebration, lots of people gathered together having fun, and lots of delicious food and fun things to do."
As Roy listened to Cassandra's account, unsurprisingly, a hint of bloodlust flickered deep in his eyes, his heart filled with impatience and disgust.
"Adventure" ability activated!
In a daze, a mysterious and stunningly beautiful goddess descended from the sky and gently touched Roy's forehead with her rosy lips, greatly increasing his luck.
Roy's mind cleared, his eyes became clear, and he was freed from the curse of the prophetic dream. He began to decipher Cassandra's narration word by word:
celebration?
Roy narrowed his eyes. The Monster Festival was in two days. It was the only large-scale event Orario had recently. It seemed that this was the time of the incident. He secretly speculated.
Roy continued, "And then?"
Cassandra desperately tried to recall the dream, but it was a nightmare. After waking up in terror, she only vaguely remembered some things for a few seconds.
Suddenly, an image flashed through Cassandra's mind, and fear filled her eyes: "Dark things will emerge from the ground."
Ancient mystery, a mutated beast, it wants to devour everything, and in blood and fire, it will retrace the path destined for destruction.
Roy frowned. It was too abstract, and the scope of his words was too broad. How to interpret them was an extremely difficult task.
He could barely understand the first sentence: if darkness represented monsters or hostile forces, would the other side come from the dungeon to the surface?
The only useful information is the time of the incident.
No one knows exactly what will happen. As expected, it's no different from last time. It's impossible to predict the future using Cassandra's "prophetic dreams".
Cassandra's eyes welled up with tears, and she clutched Roy's clothes tightly with her small hands, pleading, "Mr. Roy, please, please believe me."
"Don't worry, I believe you!"
Roy reassured the other party, saying that those who didn't believe in this great prophet never met a good end. He asked softly, "You mean, during the Monster Festival, some kind of mutated monster will come to the surface and attack us?"
Cassandra nodded, then shook her head, going back and forth between the two gestures.
It's clear that the girl really wants a definite answer, but even she doesn't know what that bizarre and strange dream is.
After much agonizing, her eyes welled up with tears.
At this moment, Cassandra was like a deaf-mute, wanting to say something to Roy, gesturing wildly, but unable to utter any useful information. Frustrated, she scratched her head and messed up her hair.
"It's okay, it's okay, let's calm down," Roy comforted Cassandra in a gentle tone.
Cassandra's breathing gradually became steady, and as her emotions calmed down, a strong drowsiness washed over her, and she became sleepy, her little head drooping.
Roy carried the timid but very worried girl to bed and covered her with a blanket.
Cassandra closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Even in her sleep, she still had a furrowed brow, pursed lips, and clenched fists, as if she were experiencing something terrifying. Roy leaned against the wall, closed his eyes to rest, and thought. His keen sense of smell made him realize that this matter was most likely aimed at them.
Who exactly is targeting them? Since arriving in Orario, they've offended quite a few people.
Freya Familia? A dark faction related to the Rudra Familia? Ikeros Familia? The Apollo Familia, kicked out of Orario?
Or perhaps, after the recent large-scale purge, it's pointless for the exiled members of the Soma clan to dwell on this now; they'll just have to deal with whatever comes their way!
Roy changed his approach. The incident would occur two days later at the Monster Festival, where monsters would definitely appear. In the remaining time, what could he possibly do?
Maximize your stats and find outside help!
Roy slowly opened his eyes.
In the previous expedition, he defeated the floor master Amphispina, whose ability value was guaranteed to be at least LV5, with LV.3, and he has completed the great feat of leveling up to LV.4.
He can upgrade at any time, but he just wants to push his ability values to the limit of his own potential.
The next day.
Roy approached Ryu. "Miss Ryu, I have something to tell you. Do you have time?"
The elven girl wore a simple white nightgown, her long golden hair shimmering like ears of rice, and her skin was fair, tender, and as smooth as jade.
Her small face was exquisitely beautiful, as perfect as a porcelain doll without a single flaw. Her bright sky-blue eyes were as dazzling as jewels, and her long, pointed ears were the most distinctive feature of an elf.
Liu, who had just woken up, still had a trace of sleepiness on her face, her eyes were drooping, and her temperament was both cool and gentle.
Ryu nodded gently in response to Roy's request.
This is one of the things Roy likes most about Ryu: he never asks why and almost always grants her requests.
However, after destroying the Rudra Familia and regaining his sense of justice, he realized that he was the only senior member of the Astrea Familia.
As the pillar of strength, Ryu's personality races headlong towards the direction of the original timeline.
Mature, composed, and rarely speaks, she is like an ice queen. Just standing there, her tall and beautiful figure is pleasing to the eye.
After washing up, Liu went to the dining table to enjoy the breakfast prepared by Roy: soy milk and fried dough sticks.
Liu sipped her sweet soy milk slowly, wearing gloves, tore the fried dough stick into small pieces, put them in her mouth, chewed slowly, and then swallowed.
She ate with elegance and composure, but at a rapid pace. In the blink of an eye, she had devoured three cups of soy milk and four fried dough sticks, proving herself to be a true little foodie.
Adventurers expend far more energy than ordinary people and also have requirements regarding the quality and quantity of food.
Although Miss Liu didn't ask for the reason, Roy still had to speak up. Such a LV.5 fighter couldn't be wasted. He said, "I received reliable information that someone is targeting us."
Liu Na Youtiao's small hand paused, and she slowly raised her head, her originally calm eyes turning cold.