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Lord of Mysteries:Fire of Destruction

A world thats rushing towards a dark ending. An slave traveler that yearns for his freedom. A fire that will consume anyone who stays behind. Will he be able to break the chains that bound him and reach the peak or will he just die like a sheep waiting to be slaughter. Wach him rise from the bottom and tries to discover why he came here. To save the world or rush it to that dark ending. This is a story of a traveler _________________________________________ Notes-Welcome to all new readers. This story was first published in the Novels section and only recently I have moved it to the fanfic part, in case you are wondering why there are two stories with the same name, that is why. I want to say that I am not a professional and that English is not my mother tongue so I hope you can forgive me for any spelling mistakes.

TheWitnes · Book&Literature
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Chapter 115: Flora's Weird Taste

Hearing the new nickname the parasite lady gave him made the corners of Adryan's mouth quiver slightly.

He quickly recovered and responded with equal venom.

"Oh~ now we are with the nicknames Miss <I cannot parasitize a sequence 7 and I was trapped inside the aforementioned>?"

Flora almost let out an insult but caught herself in time and played along, returning poison with poison.

"I think this can improve our relationship Mr. Cow Breasts~"

"Then it will be a pleasure Miss <I slept with a male rat>" Adryan already replied with his smile trembling a little.

"I did not!..." Coughing slightly to recover from that and avoid continuing her explosion, Flora said with extra venom and provocation.

"The pleasure will be mine Sir <my pecs are bigger than my student's breasts>!"

"What is it with my pecs that you mention them so much? Do you like them~?" Adryan responded flirtatiously as he brought his elbows under his stomach and this brought out the pecs under his shirt to bulge.

This movement made Flora break and her 'eyes' stuck to the redhead's bulging pecs.

'They look so soft...' Flora thought unconsciously but Adryan hadn't finished.

"If you had a body I wouldn't have a problem with you playing with them~" he licked his lips seductively as he closed one eye and bounced his pecs.

"FUCK YOU!" Flora screamed in complete embarrassment as she closed her eyes at such a scene but opened one slightly.

She could clearly see how the redhead's nipples stood out and this made her swallow.

Suddenly her throat was dry.....

At such a realization she quickly changed the subject before her mind went back to creating weird scenarios!

"Do you want my help or not!"

Adryan gave a flirtatious smile as he parted his elbows but if you looked closely you could see that he had a small blush on his cheeks.

"Please~"

.....

Adryan created a wall of spirituality, then he made a common altar in the middle of the room with a single candle.

Then he went to the table in the room and grabbed a parchment of goats in along with a simple fountain pen.

"Everything in order Flora?" Adryan asked with a small smile as if what happened before had never happened.

"Everything is fine" Flora answered shortly, she was still embarrassed by what happened earlier and couldn't look at the redhead because her gaze would fall on two big, soft, squeezable…

'AAHHHHHHHRGGGGGG' Flora screamed loudly in her mind trying to shut those weirds thoughts!!

"So here I go"

This done, he knelt before the simple altar and opened his mouth.

"I" was said in Ancient Hermes.

"I call on my name!" this was said in Hermes.

"A special spirit that wanders through the upper realm;

A trustworthy spirit that is friendly to humans;

A spirit that is willing to be my messenger."

The temperature in Adryan's room dropped several degrees rapidly, he could even see his breathing.

A cold chill ran down his spine.

Using his index finger to touch his palm twice he activated his Spiritual Vision.

He saw in this new view how in front of the altar white bones began to break through the floor and slowly built a door.

All the bones were from different species but most were human. When the last bone which was the Skull of a Big Bird was joined in the middle of this frame of bones the gate was completed but there was something curious about this gate.

'Is it very high, perhaps about 5 meters? It reaches my ceiling', the redhead mentally calculated seeing this gloomy door worthy of a Halloween movie.

Suddenly the door 'opened' and a black space was revealed....

This space was turbulent and dark, Adryan could only see how what seemed to be spirits moved through it but suddenly they separated forming an arc in which he could see how something was coming towards him.

He couldn't recognize what it was due to the turbulence of the door but he didn't feel any danger and Flora didn't say anything either so everything was under control.

Finally, the figure made it to the door and Adryan looked surprised at how it was so tall that it had to duck to get through it.

From the black, turbulent, and spirit-filled entrance came a beautiful woman

The woman's skin was pale as a corpse, her eyes were gray with white pupils. Her long black hair fell to her lower back like the feathers of a raven.

She was wearing a long skirt adorned with a great variety of feathers and gems of different colors. A wide cotton shirt with colored scarves to cover her shoulders and on top of this she wore what appeared to be an escaupil.

'She must be over 5 meters tall!' Adryan thought in astonishment as he looked at the woman who looked at him with her gray eyes.

'From her clothing she must have originally been from the Southern Continent. Because of the bones and how she entered, maybe she is from the Death pathway but why is she so tall? Was one of her parents a giant?'

The woman gently tilted her head but her face remained the same without showing any change. It seemed like she wanted to show her doubt.

"Don't just stare at her!" Flora complained to him and Adryan abandoned his crazy theories.

Realizing that he had only been doing that he coughed softly and looking into the woman's eyes he spoke.

"Thank you for answering my call Spirit. How is your speed to traverse the spirit world and how is your survivability?" he asked in Hermes but the woman tilted her head to the other side again.

This caused him to let out an awkward laugh and he repeated the question in Elvish.

He hoped this was enough as his Ancient Feysac still needed a lot of practice and that it was no necessary to use Ancient Hermes.

'Please, understand me!' Adryan mentally pleaded and when he saw the woman nod his face lit up.

"I'm fast and strong" the woman's voice was much softer than he expected and there was also a serenity in it that even affected him. Although there was also a strong accent.

"Would you like to form a contract to be my messenger?"

The woman barely moved her head enough to give a nod.

"Each delivery. A chocolate bar."

'A chocolate bar? I expected something more strange but this is even normal, is she actually a very tall little girl?' Having no problem with that part, he nodded.

"Then we will discuss the contract"

The tall woman nodded.

"I plan to use multiple names and identities in the future, do you have a problem with this?"

The gray-eyed woman barely shook her head to deny it.

"No problem. It doesn't matter what name you use. It will always be you."

Raising a red eyebrow, he looked curiously at the woman.

'What is that supposed to mean?'

"You mean that no matter what name I use, you'll always know it's me they're referring to?"

At the question, the woman nodded again, barely making enough movement to complete it.

'How curious' Adryan thought as he lowered his eyebrow.

"Then we can sign the contract"

Grabbing the goatskin parchment and the simple font pen he had prepared earlier, he began to write the terms of the contract in a language that could move nature, Ancient Hermes.

The content was the same as the instructions Klein had received from Azik and also some recommendations from Flora.

They were concise and to the point, and they contained clauses such as the messenger not being allowed to look at the letter, not discarding the letter, or endangering the life of the contractor. Of course, if the contents of the letter were related to the messenger, the messenger had to be informed in advance.

He also placed that the contractor or the one who received the letter would be in charge of delivering the chocolate bar....

"No" the woman's voice stopped him and he looked up surprised.

"I will only accept chocolate bars from you" in the woman's voice there was a little more seriousness and this made Adryan look stunned at the gray-eyed woman.

'What kind of request is that? Do you mistrust strangers? Are you really a very tall little girl?'

How it was no problem getting the chocolate bars he just sighed and nodded.

"Okay. I will changed it." Adryan tossed the goatskin parchment to one side and grabbed another.

'Luckily I prepared several others...' the redhead thought with relief as he wrote everything that was in the previous one except the last part.

After writing all that and making sure that there is nothing that would bother the gray-eyed woman again, he began to write a sentence that pointed to the Underworld. A special recommendation from Flora.

He could also use the honorific name of Death and the force of the contract would be stronger but he preferred not to try his luck because Death has not fallen completely....

He preferred to avoid trouble.

So he wrote the sentence that pointed to the Underworld in Ancient Hermes.

<The home of all death;

Hell hidden deep within the spirit world;

The witness of the decomposition of all living beings;

One who belongs solely to the realm of Death>

As he wrote the last word of the sentence, the goatskin parchment burst into green flames, giving his room an air of a Disney villain's lair.

With that done he wrote his current name on the parchment: James Holmes.

According to the words of the super tall woman, it didn't matter what name he used, but for safety it was better that he use another.

Now the third sentence of the messenger was: The Spirit that belongs to James Holmes.

The scroll with the simple fountain pen flew to the woman who took the pen in her right hand and wrote her name: Ch'íich'o' ma' k'u'umel.

Adryan looked at the woman in a daze.' What kind of name is that! How am I supposed to say that!!'

'Ch'icho? Chi'cho? Chicho?'

Before he could continue to think about how to pronounce the name, the woman snapped her fingers and the contract glowed for a few moments.

Adryan was about to cut off the ritual for fear that the woman had done something to the contract but she simply showed it to him before he could open his mouth.

The contract remained the same but the only thing that had changed was the third invocation sentence.

From <The Spirit Belonging to James Holmes> it change to <The Companion Spirit of James Holmes>.

After that the contract was consumed by the green flames leaving only ash, and the simple fountain pen fell into the hand of Adryan who stared dumbly at the woman in front of him.

She just nodded a little more energetically before disappearing from the room...

'She really is like a little girl...' thought Adryan stunned, not understanding what had just happened.