bullyxtreme Chapter 243 Trapped
Chapter 243 Trapped
Sumeru, the highest level of the Order of the Sages, the office of the Sages.
The desk was piled high with all sorts of documents, forming a small mountain that completely filled the surface.
The most numerous of these are the investigation reports from disciplinary officials, and similar documents are still being sent into the office in a steady stream.
The acting sage, Elhesen, took a sip of coffee during one of the few brief moments of respite, his brow furrowed.
Within two days, the disciplinary officer and the group of thirty people thoroughly searched the entire Sumeru area, but ultimately found nothing.
The imposter who impersonated Kavi seemed to have vanished into thin air, leaving no trace of his existence.
Thinking about this, he rubbed his temples in frustration, and the brownish-red drink in his coffee cup was emptied once again.
Manipulating magical artifacts, the grass element, and his signature elemental combat skills—could it really be that person?
Or is this... a conspiracy targeting Sumeru?
Elhesen coldly tapped the rim of the empty glass. Although he had no interest in the position of acting sage, he had to give it a second consideration since he was now in this role.
Who could it be... the Fools, or those gilded guilds that have been stirring up trouble in the desert lately?
One possible organization after another floated through his mind, but Al-Hysen calmly rejected them one by one.
The disciplinary officer has already investigated the freshman named Laiila. Her admission certificate is in order, and based on her past experiences, it's impossible for her to have any connection with that person.
Currently, she appears to have no connection with the aforementioned organizations, meaning her testimony may be credible.
Elhesen stood up, walked to the window, and looked sharply down at Sumeru City after the heavy rain, his expression complicated.
It seems we've come to a startling conclusion: those forgotten by the world appear to have returned to this land.
After eliminating all the impossibilities, the one that remains, no matter how bizarre, will be the final and only possible answer.
This is something that someone who dumped a mess on him once said, claiming it to be a wise saying by Master Donlock.
Fate is truly wondrous; now, this very phrase will come in handy, won't it?
However, there was still one thing he couldn't understand: why did he conceal his identity to enter Sumeru?
"Hey, Elheisen, I'm back!"
With a creaking sound, the office door was hurriedly pushed open, and a sweating Kavi rushed in, plopped down in the office chair, and gasped for breath.
With a calm expression, Elhesen took a bottle of water from the drawer and handed it to Kavi, asking the question in a completely flat tone.
"Any new information from Jingshan Palace?"
The Little Auspicious Grass King left Sumeru City several days ago and has not been heard from since, which makes him feel a little uneasy.
While worrying about the safety of the gods might be a bit of an overreaction, the current situation is somewhat complicated, and since it involves that guy, it's best to report it to the Little Auspicious Grass King for a decision.
After all, the disciplinary officials and the thirty-person group's unwarranted blockade of Sumeru has already aroused suspicion among many residents.
Kavi gulped down two mouthfuls of water, his expression softening somewhat. He shook his head, indicating that the trip had still been fruitless.
"There is no new information. Lord Great Compassion Tree King only told us to remain calm. Everything is normal in Sumeru City at the moment."
At this point, a helpless expression appeared on Kavi's face. "I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush."
The problem is that he wasn't in a real hurry, but Farusan, on the other hand, seemed to be in a rather urgent situation.
He was afraid that if it dragged on for a few more days, Senior Falushan would drag her heavy motorcycle and smash through the church to demand an explanation.
At that time, it wouldn't be appropriate for the Grand Disciplinarian Seno to personally explain the "Dharma" of Sumeru to Senior Falushan, would it?
Elhesen silently closed the window. It was only noon, so why did he suddenly feel a little cold?
"In short, this matter must be kept strictly confidential until the Little Auspicious Grass King returns to Sumeru City."
"In addition, a notice was issued stating that the lockdown a few days ago was a temporary measure taken by the disciplinary officers and a 30-person team to apprehend fugitives."
Al-Hysen calmly issued the order: the situation was still unclear, so it was best to proceed with caution.
The only saving grace was that Senior Falusan hadn't had a chance to inform Nel and the others of this news.
Otherwise, let alone the small Order Academy, even the entire Sumeru would probably be in complete chaos.
Water, lightning, fire, wind, plus the Grass Element Vision that Dinazede recently acquired—the elemental reactions alone are enough to turn the Order of the Fathers into a wind dragon ruin in Mondstadt.
Looking at the mountain of documents piled up on the table, the two of them, unusually, reached a tacit understanding and let out a long sigh in unison.
I miss you, Lao Mu. I might as well quit being a sage at the academy.
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Meanwhile, in the Pure Land Palace, the Great Compassion Tree King, who had just seen Kavi off, sighed and quietly returned to the rear hall.
The rear palace is the bedroom of the god of wisdom. A somewhat worn-out hammock hangs in the center, and the furnishings inside the palace have not changed and remain exactly the same as they were several years ago.
The furniture has lost its original luster, and the paint has faded with time, but it remains in its original place, maintaining the appearance it was when someone left.
This was what Nasita insisted on, because that way, if he ever came back one day, he wouldn't go to the wrong house.
But at this moment, the little god was lying quietly on the hammock, his eyes closed, his breathing rapid, and his cute brows furrowed, as if he were immersed in a nightmare.
Mu Feng was sitting on the edge of the bed, his face looking quite grim, his mind constantly communicating with the system in his mind.
After returning from the land of origin, Nasita remained in a deep sleep. He initially thought it was due to exhaustion from excessive consumption of elemental power, but now it seems there might be another reason.
[Host, the target's elemental energy is abundant; it is estimated that further replenishment of elemental energy will not improve the target's condition.]
[It is suspected that the target's consciousness is trapped. It is suggested that you manipulate the authority of dreams to establish a consciousness link with the target and find a way to escape.]
The system's feedback was surprisingly quick, and Mu Feng breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this system wasn't entirely useless after all.
[Host, this is a serious defamation of this system. I will not utter a single word until my lawyer arrives.]
The system retorted angrily, then fell silent for a moment, before adopting a rather serious tone, which was unusual for it.
[A separate warning: This method carries extremely high risks.]
The target's consciousness has reached the peak of the Demon God level. If an unforeseen mistake occurs, the target may be trapped within their consciousness for an extended period, unable to escape.
[Operational Risk Rating: High]
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