Steampunk Era: Mad Abield
Chapter 662: Section 463: Rongma Holiday (Part 2)

Chapter 662: Section 463: Rongma Holiday (Part 2)

Rosalinda Dam once again felt the call of the wizard assembly, which filled this wizard’s wife, traveling south with her husband towards Carterburg, with glory—she had been invited consecutively, a rare opportunity even within the wizarding world, one that many of Eighth and even Ninth Order did not have the luck to experience.

She walked through the pitch-black corridor, gazing towards the distant exit with confidence. Last time, she and her beloved had found redemption, and this time, she was determined to accomplish the task assigned by Malin... no, by His Excellency the Star Observer.

As she neared the exit, Rosalinda heard the humming of a Domestic Fairy.

Hmm, a Domestic Fairy?

When Rosalinda was young, there were such creatures in her family. These little fairies often hummed songs in a low Elvish tongue, incomprehensible to many aside from their own kind, but... she was very fond of them, for they were the only beings she could communicate with at home besides her mother.

Upon exiting the corridor, Rosalinda saw His Excellency Malin sitting in his seat, with a hawk perched sharply atop the back of his chair, eyeing her intently.

A legendary creature, Rosalinda keenly sensed it all, feeling reverence towards this life form, as she picked up the hem of her dress, "Teresa sends her regards, Your Excellency the Star Observer."

"You are the first to arrive again, Lady Teresa. Speaking of which, how is your Mr. John?" His Excellency asked with a smile.

"Quite well, we are en route to Carterburg. The train has stopped service due to Sydney’s campaign in the North, so we’re left with no choice but to walk there." Rosalinda felt a touch of helplessness as she mentioned this—if the trains were still running, they would have arrived at Carterburg by now.

"You’ve had a hard journey." His Excellency smiled, gesturing for Rosalinda to sit down, and so the lady obligingly took her seat.

At the same time, she noticed three half-grown Snow Leopards weaving through the tables below. They eyed Rosalinda for a moment before playfully scampering to the opposite side, revealing the Domestic Fairy standing before a transparent wall.

This Domestic Fairy had her back to Rosalinda, but her clothing revealed to everyone who saw her something about her true identity.

A woman.

Outside the transparent wall she faced, Rosalinda saw a pitch-black world where gigantic sea creatures occasionally passed by at alarmingly close distances. Yet, they seemed utterly oblivious to everything as they appeared before her—ugly, terrifying, or colossal beings she did not recognize at all.

And the fairy was singing.

Resonance?

Rosalinda had heard stories of Domestic Fairies. Resonance occurred when these little creatures encountered the perfect environment for themselves, and they would start singing, often becoming stronger through such harmony.

Yes, if Domestic Fairies did not possess awakened bloodlines and achieve the transcendental, they were mere weaklings. But once they became Transcendents, their strength would multiply.

As Rosalinda pondered the identity of this Domestic Fairy and His Excellency Malin, a hole the size of a door opened on a distant wall.

A fox-girl with three tails came in, carrying tea.

She noticed Rosalinda immediately, "Am I the first guest here?"

"Yes, and you should give yourself an alias too," His Excellency the Star Observer suggested.

The fox-girl thought for a moment, "Ludmilla Mira, from the wilderness."

"You may call me Teresa, Lady Ludmilla Mira," Rosalinda said with a smile and a curtsy, then addressed the newcomer with respect—she had confirmed now that the woman by His Excellency Malin’s side was none other than Lady Matilda, the Paladin of Nameless. Her presence might not be as radiant as that of other ladies, but no one could ignore her identity.

A Paladin of Nameless, Rosalinda wondered what her presence meant—whether she was planted by Nameless at His Excellency Malin’s side, or if it was simply pure love.

But there’s a saying that goes, the more you know, the more pain you endure; the more you gain, the deadlier it becomes. Sometimes, to live more comfortably, one has to play the fool.

"My dear, time for tea, don’t stare at the outside, there’s nothing worth seeing in the sea," said the Domestic Fairy, now known as Lady Ludmilla Mira, as she looked towards the Domestic Fairy.

"You should call me Lady Milan," the Domestic Fairy turned around, revealing human features on her face to Rosalinda.

A half-blood? How interesting, it seems His Excellency Malin has quite a generous heart.

As Rosalinda thought this, footsteps echoed from the corridor behind her. Soon, a girl’s voice spoke out, "Ah, it looks like I’m the second to arrive." The owner of the voice then sat down beside Rosalinda, "Good afternoon, Your Excellency the Star Observer, Lady Teresa, and the two newcomers."

"You may call me Lady Milan, I am the wife of His Excellency the Star Observer," replied the Domestic Fairy, smiling as she took her place next to His Excellency Malin. A high chair woven from the young branches of the world tree lifted her to the height of the table.

"Lady Ludmilla Mira, from the wilderness," said the fox-girl as she placed tea in front of her husband, then her sisters, and finally, two cups levitated by Spiritual Energy moved in front of Teresa and the newcomer, Miss Lover.

"Miss Lover, I’ve found the Stoneheart you asked for; it’s very fresh," His Excellency Malin said with a smile, lifting his hand as a small birdcage containing two stone sparrows materialized from his grasp.

"This is quite fresh indeed, Lord Malin, but I am still ever so grateful to you," the Lover Miss appeared very happy as she took the birdcage and then brought out the exchange materials he had mentioned earlier.

"It’s nothing, since it’s a trade, it ought to be done perfectly," Lord Malin’s face was all smiles, "Speaking of which, do you need any more help from me?"

"No need, my lord, but I have some free information for you, about the Dark Zone east of the Eastern Kingdom. There’s been a lot of trouble there recently, some Chaos that has never appeared before." As she said this, the Lover Miss looked somewhat worried, "My lord, do you think there will be a problem?"

"It’s quite normal, Miss Lover, the Tide of the Dead is nearing."

Lord Malin’s words made Rosaline sense danger—Tide of the Dead?

The last Tide of the Dead was less than fifty years ago.

"My lord, are you speaking the truth? It hasn’t been fifty years since the last Tide of the Dead," she looked at Malin, hoping to hear some good news from him.

But she was disappointed because Lord Malin nodded, "Yes, a larger scale invasion. If you can make it to Carterburg, then hurry over. I need every person willing to fight for our civilization during the Tide of the Dead, but I don’t mind if you seek refuge elsewhere."

His words left Rosaline breathless, but quickly, she realized something—indeed, the Carterburg area is one of the closest to Subspace, but if the Tide of the Dead comes, what place could be safer than Carterburg?

None, so, after this meeting, she must speak with John and hasten their journey.

"Too soon." Miss Lover murmured, her oddity making Rosaline curious—why would she say that?

But footsteps from behind distracted Rosaline’s attention to the other side; she turned her head and saw a young man.

"Has the host changed?" The Wizard squinted at Malin, seemingly unable to recognize him, and asked a question.

"Yes, I am Dorothy, Mr. Chariot, no worse for wear," the mechanical body crawled out from under the table, sizing up the young wizard, "Mr. Chariot, it seems you have grown stronger."

"Correct, Mrs. Dorothy does have a keen eye. By the way, who’s the new host?" after saying this, he looked at Malin again, "And, there seem to be many newcomers this time. Has something happened that I’m unaware of?"

"Nothing of the sort, Mr. Chariot. This gentleman is Lord Star Observer, Madam Ludmila and Madam Mira are his lovers," Dorothy introduced once more, "The lady with Miss Lover is Madam Teresa, a new member of our society."

"Ah, Madam Teresa, good afternoon," the wizard raised an eyebrow, his smile devoid of any friendliness as he greeted Rosaline.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Chariot," Rosaline was unconcerned, having seen her share of such arrogant youths over her lifetime.

Then, new Wizards arrived, and Rosaline frowned at the sight of the boy before her.

But the boy received a warm welcome from Dorothy, "Good afternoon, young Mr. Tim."

"Good afternoon, Dorothy. I heard about the new host from Lord Sun, quite awe-inspiring, Lord Star Observer."

"Hello, Mr. Tim, I’m curious, is this your true appearance?"

"Of course not, look, I’m already an eighth-ring Wizard, this is merely one of my crafted shells," he said with a smile, turning to Mr. Chariot, "Speaking of which, how come I’ve ended up meeting little Mr. Chariot here? Fate really is a troublesome fellow," he said, a content smile on his face.

However, Mr. Chariot didn’t seem too pleased.

Rosaline took it as a personal grudge between them, and just like before, she chose not to concern herself with affairs that didn’t involve her.

"Welcome to the meeting, Lord Fate," Dorothy’s greeting made Rosaline turn her head, and then she saw an old man dressed like an Astrologer. He took a seat to the left and then bowed to Lord Malin, "Fate has informed me of the reason you preside over the grand scheme. I am Fate, the eldest of the Fates, and now I have returned to your service."

"Welcome, Lord Fate. Is there anything I can assist you with?"

"Not at the moment, but I suspect one day I might make a request, a request for you to forgive my impudence. So, please accept my apologies in advance, my lord."

The old man spoke in a language entirely beyond Rosaline’s comprehension, which surprised her. But what puzzled her more was that Mr. Malin did not blame him; instead, he smiled and nodded.

"Then I shall try to forgive you now," he said.

Rosaline felt completely out of the loop with their conversation and could only sit there, listening to new footsteps approaching from behind her.

Another new member had arrived.

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