Pivot of the Sky Chapter 93: Reincarnation (1)

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Amon said, "That's the magic boat, made of rare materials. And it's rather complicated to make one. Use a Ventussalte to motivate the spatial artifacts, the advanced qi magic as the engine, and it can take us to fly. It's very precious magic weapons, which Golier gave his disciple for self-defense."

Metatro wrinkled his eyes and asked, "So if we have such a boat, you can also take me to fly?"

Amon nodded, "Exactly. I also own advanced Qi Magic, no less powerful than Warret. Of course I can take you to fly with one."

Metatro started to long for it, and asked, "How much? Is there any shop where we can buy one?"

Amon smiled bitterly, "I never heard it's for sale. Only the Shrine owns it. But if we can collect enough materials, maybe we can try to make one."

Metatro came close to him and asked, "Amon, can you do it? I don't mind collecting all kinds of material you need with Lynk. What the price have we pay to make such a boat?"

Amon glanced at her and said patiently, "We need a Ventussalte as the engine, which may cost us parangons, but you may not be able to buy one even if you have enough parangons. I have one Ventussalte, but I have made a spatial artifact with it, so I may not help. And even if you collect all the things we need, including the Ventussalte, while I am clear of the method, I can't guarantee you that it'll work. Even the best artificer couldn't guarantee he'd succeed every time. So you can calculate the price yourself."

It made Metatro speechless. Then Amon continued, "If you really have the heart, after we arrived at Lynk's tribe, I will teach how to identify magic materials and the method. As for whether you could collect enough materials and build one successfully is all up to you. Actually Lynk is better at it. You can ask him to help. Even if you fail, you can still make something else."

Amon waved his stuff and said, "Stop kissing my a.s.s. I see you are almost recovered. We should get out of here ASAP."

The exhausted Metatro now tried to pull himself together and cross the desert. Girtablullu the Scorpion King kept his words. They no longer got attacked by scorpions this time. This experienced made Metatro excited. He couldn't stop nagging about it. On the way he said to Amon, "Warret and Laphael didn't escape in the first place, maybe not totally out of loyalty. For the power of the Scorpion King, they might have not been able to leave with their magic boat."

Amon thought of it carefully and then shook his head, "It was really not an easy thing. But if they could have used a medium magic scroll Lock when they started the boat, they might have escaped. They were quite likely to have such a scroll. The Scorpion King might have the ability to stop them, but there'd be a huge price to pay.

While walking, Metatro suddenly murmured, "Pretty, s.e.xy, seductive, well built."

Amon turned around and asked, "Who are you talking about? You look weird."

Metatro answered him, "Ice Scorpion and Fire Scorpion, absolutely. Amon, don't you think so?"

Amon looked a little odd, "After all they are evil things. They changed into human shapes but didn't wear anything like we do. What makes you bring them up? Thinking of women again?"

Metatro forced a smile, "You know, it's a normal thing for men. But I dare not lay my hands on that kind of women with stings. What if they stung me while we were doing that thing?"

What? We were talking about scorpions! Why were you talking about such a nasty thing?

Metatro grinned, "Of course I was thinking about that thing. What else? The Scorpion King is so d.a.m.n lucky."

While Amon and Metatro were chitchatting, Warret and Raphael were also talking about what they had experienced. Now they had arrived at the south of Syah Desert. They put away the magic boat and took some rest between two sand dunes before they separated.

Raphael said, "I really didn't expect we would meet the Scorpion King this time and have made such a vow. You signed the covenant with him on behalf of Shay City, which is a good thing. Our teacher would be happy. We should announce it as soon as we get back."

Warret said in a low voice, "The Scorpion King is no fool. Such a covenant doesn't do anything bad to him, so he immediately agreed. The most unexpected thing was to meet Amon. My intuition told me the reason why Scorpion didn't fight us was for fear of him, otherwise he wouldn't have signed the covenant with us."

Raphael said with his eyebrows knitted, "Girtablullu the Scorpion King would fear of a six-level mage? Maybe he has mastered king of magic specially subduing the Scorpion King. I heard those monsters all have their own weaknesses."

Warret added, "That's not the point. What surprised me was their vow. If Scorpion King breaks the covenant, he will never be a deity. If Allaha breaks the covenant, he will be a mortal human forever. Doesn't it mean the same? Totally nonsense! But they looked quite serious. Besides Scorpion King never jokes. There must be kind of other meaning."

Raphael agreed, "I also didn't get it. That Allaha is rather mysterious, but he indeed stands on our side."

Warret got up and said, "I have recorded everything with the message magic secretly, including every word of everyone. I will show it to our teacher. Maybe he could find something. It's late. Time to say goodbye. You'll go to Uruk. Take care of yourself."

Amon had no idea that Warret would have recorded everything about him and the Scorpion King for Golier. He and Metatro kept walking. The spa.r.s.e gra.s.sland gradually changed into a vast dense prairie. And they could even see buffalos now and then. Then an enormous inland lake emerged before them.

 "Amon, you should take a good rest tonight. Meditation will help you regain your magic. Which routine should we take? Around the lake to take a boat?"

Said Metatro while looking at the lake in the distant, "There may be monsters in the lake, and around the lake. So it makes no difference. But it'll take us the shortest time to take a boat, but it may also be more dangerous. Pity that we don't own a boat. And it'd bring more trouble to encounter a monster if we use water magic."

Amon laughed, "We do have a boat, st.u.r.dy and safe, and can cover us. Much safer than on the land."

Metatro was astonished, "A boat? Where is it? My Lord, you are amazing!"

At this time, Schrodinger suddenly stuck its head out of the leather bag, stretched itself and yawned, like it had had a sweet sweet dream. A few days ago, when they had been any potential danger, the cat would have miaowed to warn them before they had noticed it. But it hadn't made any sound when they met the powerful Scorpion King.

Maybe because Schrodinger thought it didn't make any difference whether it gave them tips or not as for the Scorpion King's power, or maybe because it didn't want Warret and Raphael to see it. It just hid itself in the leather bag without moving and came out till now.

It gave Metatro a jump scare. He said h.e.l.lo in a teasing way, "Hi kitty, it's been a long time."

Schrodinger just ignore him. It jumped off, found a comfortable pit to fit in. Amon smiled, "It must be exhausted. Let's make camp here tonight. We'll cross the lake tomorrow morning. Metatro, it's quite likely there're monsters in the lake. So you should be prepared for a hard fight."

Schrodinger chose a very good camping site for them. They ate some food, and then had a sound sleep the whole night. Two men and a cat set off early in the morning. Not far ahead was the place whether they lingered after having escaped out of the Underground. It was Schrodinger who had guided them back with kind of unimaginable power. And it had been in a coma for quite a few days due to excessive fatigue.

But this time he and the kitten looked in fine fig for the return visit, quite unlike last time. And this time their task was to find the disappeared Duc Town and savages tribe living deep in the mountains, whether he and Schrodinger had ever lived before. And now things had changed.

Although Amon was still that lonely pedestrian who had lost his home, in his heart his home was always there. Traveling through the land had enhanced his cultivation. Life was a one way road. You would see different things even with the same scenarios.