Chapter 73 - So Could This Be a Trick? (2/2)

At this time, Amber suddenly looked over. “Aren’t you a legendary hero? You chop up Master Mages like you’re chopping long beans. Can’t you take care of it?”

“The abilities of knights and mages are different,” Gawain said with furrowed brows. He knew how fake of a ‘legend’ he was. Although he had been getting more adapted to this body and learning how to grasp the abilities in his body and memories, the long sleep had taken too much after all. Moreover, the combat experience wasn’t his own, and it was rather difficult to fuse with his true self; hence, the power that he could truly muster in battle might have to be discounted further. Perhaps he could be the champion in his current territory, but if he were to leave the ‘starter village’, he’d probably die on the way…

Besides, this egg (assuming it really was an egg) was totally out of the domain that a knight’s abilities could handle.

However, after some careful thought, Gawain still decided to give it a try. “Let me try.”

A knight’s abilities were indeed not as varied and convenient as a mage’s. The majority of the skills in Gawain’s memories involved using a knife to hack at someone, totally unlike how mages could come up with seven to eight variations in a mere water creation spell. However, to deal with this egg… Perhaps some basic abilities could come in handy.

Since this egg showed signs of life and could interact with magical power, he’d use magical power to attempt to communicate with it?

In this world where all kinds of things were driven by magical power, all supernatural occupations learned the basic use of it. Knights used magical power too, only in a different way from mages.

However, in the most fundamental levels of sensing, guiding, and more, there wasn’t much difference between the use of a knight’s and a mage’s magical power.

Gawain walked over to the rock and pressed a hand on its rough surface. The three soldiers anchored to the rock ball instantly turned their heads over nervously. They did not know what method their Lord planned to use to engage with this ‘rock’; moreover, they were unsure whether their lives would become sacrifices in this process. Although the lives and deaths of almost all civilians were held by the aristocrats in this era, when it really came to the point, they could not help but feel tense.

Gawain noticed the soldiers’ gazes and reassured them with a smile. “Don’t worry. I’m very steady.”

Following that, he became indifferent to their reactions and focused on sensing the flow of magical power.

An additional ‘field of vision’ emerged in his mind.

This was the distribution of magical power within a certain range of himself. Though he wasn’t ‘seeing’ as clearly as mages in meditation did, it was enough to point out the flow of magical power. He saw that there seemed to be an extremely thin layer of mist shrouding the inside of the tent, and within the mist, there vaguely seemed to be a subtle flow. There were several more obvious ‘convergence points’ inside the mist; the two slightly stronger ones were Amber and Pittman standing nearby, with another three extremely weak balls of magical power gathered together, clearly the three layman soldiers.

What about the ‘rock ball’ that was supposed to be a dragon’s egg?

It was a group of pitch-black holes.

In the ‘vision’ of his magic senses, the center of the tent presented an absolute black color as if space had simply been dug away. It was a darkness that showed absolutely no light, no details. There were only two possibilities: either this rock ball was something that by no means should exist in this word — matter that didn’t have any magical power at all — or the rock ball had absorbed all magical effects targeted at it.

The first reason could be eliminated because Heidi had once sensed magical power coming from the inside of the rock ball. Though the power was very strange and unlike the known forms of magic, it did exist.

So, this rock ball had probably entered a kind of ‘self-protection’?

Gawain guessed while cautiously guiding his consciousness to draw closer to that darkness.

Amber’s unguarded probing of peril had proven the strength of this ‘self-protection’. An excessively violent prodding would very likely cause himself to be ‘rebounded’ like Amber had been; hence, he had to be careful and more careful.

Just like that, after engaging extremely cautiously, he realized that he hadn’t triggered a ‘rebound’ from the rock ball.

Not knowing whether a dragon’s egg had the ability to communicate, Gawain could only constantly push forward the thought of communicating and interacting with the attitude of just giving it a try.

At first, there was no response.

But after sustaining it for a few seconds, he heard some buzzing sounds reverberating in his mind. And he was sure it wasn’t just his imagination.

This rock ball was grumbling softly to him.

Gawain’s spirit was instantly revived, and he almost lost the link because of the turbulence in his feelings. But he soon stabilized this fragile connection and sent his first greeting. “Hello, I mean no harm. You can call me Gawain.”

The mental fluctuations coming from the ball were becoming clearer and clearer. Finally, the soft buzzing grumbles became words that he could hear clearly. It was a voice with a metallic tone and an indistinguishable gender. “Is the outside safe now?”

Gawain suppressed the agitation in his heart and did his best to transmit his sincerity. “It is very safe here. You can be completely assured.”

“I don’t believe you. Scram.”

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