Super Righteous Player
Chapter 938 - 471: Annan Being Mailed Back to the City

Chapter 938: Chapter 471: Annan Being Mailed Back to the City

Although Annan always felt that the incarnation named "Sophocles," the tragedian writer, was filled with some indiscernible malice.

Sophocles’s gaze towards Annan was unabashed and so intense that it made Annan uncomfortable.

Annan could even faintly feel the warmth of that stare... Being looked at by him alone seemed to make Annan’s body slightly warm.

Even though Annan was male, this was undoubtedly a very rude stare. Rather, it was even more discourteous.

...However, considering that he was willing to take Annan with him, Annan decided not to mind or to report him to the Silver Baron.

Although Annan had gathered the Book of the Celestial Chariot, defeated an enemy who was constantly obsessed with killing him, and even seized the Fourth Historia alongside, there was no doubt that he had emerged victorious.

Yet, Annan still faced a dilemma that was neither too big nor too small.

That was, he needed to return to the Royal Capital of Noah as soon as possible.

Initially, Annan had hoped that Maria would quickly notice something was wrong and come to help at the first moment.

The reason of Annan being attacked could indeed make a valid reason for Maria to mobilize—after all, Prince Philip’s head had been kidnapped less than a day ago. For Duke Annan, who was only fifteen years old, weak and helpless, being kidnapped by villains seemed quite plausible?

But now that Annan had reduced Vladimir to ashes, he rather hoped Maria wouldn’t come at this moment.

After Jacob teleported back, Maria and Kafney, seeing that he had come back alone... might mostly grow frantic.

It was much like driving out with your child, circling around, and then finding that someone had gone missing from the car at some unknown time.

—If there had been mobile phones in this era, they would probably have blown up Annan’s phone. But because there were no mobiles now, it might be Jacob who would have his phone blown up instead.

Hoping nothing ill befell Brother Jacob.

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And if Annan wanted to return to the Royal Capital from his current location, it would mostly not be possible to get back within a day by carriage. Also, since Vladimir had intercepted him halfway, Jacob could at most only know roughly along which line Annan was.

That is, from the place where he initiated the teleportation, straight along the line to the end of teleportation. Annan might have dropped somewhere along this line... but exactly where, it was impossible to determine.

Annan unfortunately also possessed the Chariot Physique.

This prevented him from being located by Prophet-based spells and rituals, as if he had become conceptually invisible. The result was that he could not be found; a sweeping search was the only option.

After all, this effect on Annan was not his own ability, but the concept he possessed as the Chariot... that is, a kind of "external text effect." This made it impossible for Annan’s allies to use this effect to detect or locate him, nor could Annan himself remove this effect.

Crucially, Annan’s teleportation function couldn’t allow Annan to teleport himself... just as a car can’t transport itself. Annan possessed a real body, so he could not use the resurrective power of the Book of the Chariot on himself; his rank was too high, nor did it allow him to be transported elsewhere by the Power of the Chariot.

In-world teleportation, obviously, was not as extensive as cross-world group teleportation.

Much like how a truck might transport a car, but the car certainly couldn’t transport the truck.

Unfortunately, Annan was that truck.

Jacob could construct a teleportation ritual that allowed Annan to travel through because, on one hand, the Radiant Oil was particularly suitable for "transporting" Annan, and on the other hand...

"Your subordinate is indeed an unparalleled genius in the craft of ’doors’."

Even the tragedian writer couldn’t help praising Jacob’s peculiar talents: "In understanding the concept of ’doors and locks,’ he might already be of the ’Crown’ level among ritualists."

"...You mean, the Crown of the Supreme?"

"If he were a Transcendent, indeed that would be the case."

Sophocles revealed a wicked smile: "If you wish, perhaps you could also mention this to him... His life might just change because of it.

"For instance... decide formally to become a Transcendent, see if he can become a deity?"

"I indeed will tell him."

Annan glanced at Sophocles and spoke calmly: "Because it’s his own affair. Although I am essentially served by him, I am not his master. I won’t decide for him under the pretext of ’for his own good’ or unilaterally refuse him any opportunities.

"Whether he is willing to take on the risks of becoming a Transcendent, to embark on the path of the Transcendent, that is his own affair.

"If his becoming a Transcendent leads to his death, resulting in my losing a reliable subordinate, I will not regret it. He is not my tool to begin with, and I will not bind him to me for such foolish reasons."

Annan said, slightly narrowing his eyes: "Rather...

"If in his old age, or after he completely gives up his desires, he discovers he had the talent to become a deity but was kept in the dark by me. In that case, it would truly be a ’tragedy with no return’ for him, wouldn’t it?"

This was why Sophocles was the most nefarious among many incarnations of the tragedian writers.

Even seemingly benevolent inquiries were filled with a mischievous, inducing malice.

However, Annan wouldn’t fall into that kind of trap.

Not just because he had foreseen Sophocles’s conspiracy, nor only because Annan was morally upright.

Annan was well aware that he was not that kind of libertarian. He wouldn’t particularly care about others’ freedom.

This was actually because... Jacob wasn’t that important a person to him.

If the process of "deciding for others" involved Kafney, Maria, Dmitry, or senior brother... then Annan would have seriously thought it through and carefully planned for them.

After all, the black Annan of the first round had acted in this manner.

"The ’Chariot’s’ rank is too high, even I can’t randomly teleport you. However, if we use a high-tier ritual, we can still circumvent this limitation."

Hearing Sophocles’s words, Annan was somewhat surprised.

Even the tragedian writer couldn’t move freely with someone in tow?

It was almost instinctual for deities to manifest anywhere within their conceptual realm... even if it included a person, it wouldn’t cause any strain.

Just as the Silver Baron could appear in any bank, commerce guild, or large market. This required no cost, nor any preparations, much like how people can walk on the ground, it was completely instinctual.

"Then how do you plan to take me to Noah?"

Annan asked.

The tragedian writer stated solemnly: "Consider you as a sacrificial offering to me, and sacrifice you back."

Annan: ?

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