RPAGF Chapter 232 Imprint
Chapter 232 Imprint
After all the ups and downs, Guligus calmed down.
Or maybe his emotions had started to drain away.
Of course he still didn't give up, and the first thing he said was his conditions:
"I'm willing to give you a 40% discount, which is the lowest discount I can offer."
Lin Hun said:
“No need. I’m more curious about the reasons than the discounts.”
"The reason..." Guligus said, "Because if I want to teach you, I won't have time to continue exploring Lordran, which means I won't be able to obtain souls to strengthen myself."
"The great Master 'Big Hat' Logan and I are both immortals. We came to this land of the gods together."
"Hahaha," Guligus laughed at himself when he said this, "Perhaps in the eyes of the master who pursues wisdom, the so-called immortality is not so much a curse as an opportunity, an opportunity for him to visit this mysterious place."
Guligus was keenly aware that something was wrong with his current state, but he was too lazy to care about the depression that had been accumulating in his heart as he finally had the opportunity to express it.
Please, forgive me, Master.
After a pause, Guligus continued:
"Until one day, the master left a note and left without saying goodbye. The note said that he was going from the ancient city of Sen to Anor Londo, where the Duke's Library was built by the white dragon Seath, who collected magic books from all over the world. It contained the wisdom of the world."
"Wisdom is more important than anything else. I think that is the final destination of Master Logan, who is always pursuing wisdom tirelessly, right?"
Lin Hun didn't say a word, as if he didn't exist. Guligus didn't care either, as he was immersed in the memories of the past.
"Alas, I'm too weak," said Guligus sadly, "Teacher Logan may be worried that I will be hurt on the next journey, but what can I do? I have already embarked on the path of magic, and I want to follow him."
There was a hint of bitterness in the calm voice.
However, his current indifferent state, while clearly aware of the bitterness, now looking back on it, seems as bland and tasteless as a pool of clear water.
Guligus continued:
"The teacher's wisdom surpasses everything in the world. In order to follow in his footsteps, I must need a soul."
"Okay, that's all I have to say. Whether you're still outside the door or not, this is it. If you rescue me, then our deal is done. If you don't want to—"
Guligus took a deep breath, and finally said with relief:
"——Then let's leave now."
. . . . . .
Guligus's face remained slightly deflated, and he felt somewhat relieved after saying so much in one breath.
It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter whether I can get out or not. It’s good like this now. At least I don’t have to worry about searching for my soul.
It seems that my journey ends here, Master.
"Are there any flammable or explosive items near the door and wall?" Lin Hun asked.
He already knew the reason why Guligus was trapped here. Since it was not because of any evil deeds, Lin Hun still wanted to rescue him.
There are few living people in the Dark Soul world, so if we can save as many as possible, we will save them. Of course, if we can’t save him, we won’t force him.
When Guligus heard this, he jumped up. He wanted to be excited, but he was too calm inside to do that.
However, this mental state helped him to calm down and observe the situation inside the house.
Inflammable or explosive items? Oil drums?
Even though I don't understand why the person outside the door asked this, and I don't know what the connection is between opening the door and flammable and explosive materials, there must be a reason since the person outside the door asked.
Guligus responded seriously:
"Wait a minute, there's an oil drum near the door, let me move it to another place."
As he was speaking, there were tinkling and clanging sounds in the house.
"It will be faster. We don't need to move too far away from the wall of the door."
Lin Hun reminded by the way that he didn't want the person he wanted to save to die at his hands.
The restless movement was like a sudden rainstorm, which came quickly and went away quickly.
After a while, when the last bit of the moving sound disappeared, Guligus' voice came from inside the house:
"Okay, I'm done packing, is there anything else you need to prepare?"
"No need, just stay away from the wall yourself."
A little further away?
Guligus didn't understand why so much preparation was needed just to open a door.
At this time, Lin Hun's previous constant questioning came into play.
Although Guligus was confused, he still followed his instructions obediently and did not ask why.
Now it's my turn.
The sword in Lin Hun's hand slowly ignited bright flames out of thin air.
Unlike before when the flames filled the entire blade, the flames only stayed at the tip of the sword.
This unique door key must also be quite unique, but Lin Hun doesn't have the time to search for it slowly.
He is better at breaking down doors than opening them, such as the iron door on the second floor of the Undead Asylum.
He pressed the burning sword tip in his hand against the wall. With a slight push, the tip of the sword sank into the wall effortlessly.
There was still half a finger joint away from penetrating the wall, but Lin Hun's sword did not go any deeper.
He pulled the sword out of the wall and put his face close to the crack in the wall, with the burning blade underneath.
With the help of the firelight, he looked inside the cracked wall.
Fortunately, the scene he was worried about did not occur, and there were only bricks and stones in the walls.
However, the house is originally built with bricks and stones. What else can it contain besides bricks and stones?
Lin Hun's heart slowly calmed down.
"Fortunately there is no gray fog in the walls."
learn from mistakes.
Having forced their way through the iron gate blocked by gray fog on the second floor of the Undead Asylum, Lin Hun still feels a dull pain all over his body from that crisis.
How could he not learn his lesson facing those locked doors?
If there really is gray fog on the door, even though it would be embarrassing to refuse after just agreeing, Lin Hun would still temporarily refuse to rescue Guligus.
Then look for the key to the door and help him escape through formal means.
Lin Hun nodded with satisfaction:
"There's no gray fog. Looks like we can have a good fight now!"
Take a step back, distance yourself from the wall, and remind the people in the room:
"Guligus! Remember to stay away from the door!"
Guligus was almost in despair as he hadn't heard any movement in the door lock. Now he heard a sound outside the door and was about to respond.
suddenly!
The flames tore through the wall and forced their way into his sight.
First there was a spark, and then it surged up.
Facing the flames in front of him, Guligus instinctively felt a little dry in the mouth. He couldn't help but licking his cracked lips with his pale tongue. He quietly moved backwards with his back completely against the wall.
The flames that penetrated the wall had no time to pay attention to Guligus in front of it.
One horizontal and two vertical.
Draw a mark on the wall the same size as the door.
Then the bright flame disappeared from Guligus' sight.
The only signs of its existence are the three clear sword marks on the wall.
Without the sword, the flame also left.
The pale light followed the traces of freedom into the house and onto Guligus's shriveled face.