The Paladin in the Abyss-Chapter 357 - 371 Keth-Nazar

Chapter 357 -371 Keth-Nazar

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“But this time we have Elothysia…” Acheron remembered his earlier conversation with Lancelot and his face grew embarrassed as he quickly added, “and Sir Lancelot and his reliable companions.”

“His strength is indeed very impressive,” Kamoen nodded at the Human Knight, “but storming that fortress is still unrealistic…”

“We’re not planning on forcing our way in,” Lancelot shrugged, “do you know the specific details of why the previous operations failed?”

“I haven’t had direct contact with the previous groups, but I’ve been secretly assisting them by providing intelligence, supplies, and observing the results of their actions.” The bald Dark Elf sat up straight, “In the hundred years since I arrived here, there have been two such attempts. The first one was over seventy years ago when four people dressed as cart slaves, and I saw them successfully infiltrate the second layer area from the mountain opposite. However, about an hour later, there were screams of killing from the fortress, and only the two half-elves who came out were severely injured; they passed out before I could reach them. I carried them out of the valley, handed them over to the waiting scout, but didn’t get a chance to talk to them. Perhaps Acheron knows more details?”

“Amin and Locke always wanted to thank you in person, but their two good friends weren’t so fortunate,” the Elf General’s expression grew somber, “According to their report, they successfully avoided the guards’ sight and sneaked into the inner layer of the fortress’s academy. But there, they encountered a formless demon, like shadows themselves. These demons could emerge directly from the walls, and the Dwarf Warrior Marbess was the first to rush up, but the enemy’s claws completely disregarded his well-crafted armor. The Human Holy Warrior Klay lit his longsword with Holy Flame, and his attack was effective, but the number of enemies was just too many…”

Acheron’s voice gradually faded, and without his saying it, everyone could guess the outcome. The room fell silent for a while, and finally, it was Kamoen who spoke, “Perhaps this time it really could be different. We just eliminated an entire elite unit of the Zoel Family, and I still find it somewhat surreal. But then again, I don’t understand why the dignified Matriarch and her daughter would leave the comforts of Keth-Nazar to come to the Bottomless Abyss to hunt me, a traitor…”

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“Keth-Nazar?” Alamir’s voice sounded surprised. Priest Shuni’s baths before bedtime were usually quick, and he only multitasked during his morning baths, “You said they’re from Keth-Nazar?”

“Hmm? Have you also heard of the City of Webs?” Kamoen looked curiously at his Elf kin. In the years he’d spent in the Abyss, he knew that his original world was a planet called Toril in the Prime Material Plane, and there were many worlds like Toril. However, due to Toril’s relatively high magic proficiency, its connection with the Outer Layer was more extensive, so encountering a fellow countryman was not too rare.

“So you are also from Keth-Nazar, right?” Alamir’s expression turned a bit strange, “How long have you been away from there?”

“Not too long, just over a hundred years… Why ask that?” The bald Zoel hesitantly answered, Priest Shuni’s tone gave him some uneasy guesses, “Did something happen in Keth-Nazar?”

“It is said that about 120 years ago, Rose briefly fell silent, no longer responding to her priests,” Alamir frowned, “The surface world only has sporadic rumors about this event, supposedly Rose’s Silence lasted only a year or two, but it was during that time, due to a slave uprising, that Keth-Nazar was completely destroyed.”

Kamoen’s eyes widened in surprise, his face revealing a mix of complex emotions. After a long silence, he finally spoke:

“So that’s how it is. It seems that Matriarch Marbess managed to escape the fate of destruction with Keth-Nazar but lost the city she depended on. The circumstances of a noble family without its base might be extremely difficult. They probably went to another Dark Elf city and had to climb up from the very bottom of the power ladder. Perhaps due to some incident… or some opportunity, she decided to come to the Bottomless Abyss to hunt down my insignificant family’s rebel.”

“What kind of city was Keth-Nazar?” Alamir asked curiously. “It sounds like you miss it…”

“I never thought so until I learned it had been destroyed,” Kamoen shrugged. “In my memory, Keth-Nazar was a multi-layered city built on many large calcified spider webs. From the top to bottom, there were layers like the Temple of the Demon Queen, noble family residences, academies and research institutions, noisy commercial districts, clamorous craftsmen’s districts, and at the very bottom, the dwelling places of slave races. Thinking about it now, that city indeed offered plenty of entertainment, and sometimes I would slip out from my family’s cocoon barracks to wander the streets, which left me with some fond memories. The thought that I can never revisit those memories makes me feel somewhat regretful.”

“I understand, as Elves, we often have to experience such regrets in life,” Alamir nodded, his words resonating subtly with Lance. Whether it was the blessings of Elf Priests or the Spiritual Cultivation teachings granted by Han Tianzun, it meant his life span would far exceed a normal human lifespan.

If hundreds of years later he succeeded in finding a way back to his homeland, but by then all familiar relatives and friends had long passed away, Albert’s descendants might either have become the new Emperor or split into several kingdoms, and even the castle he lived in during his childhood could be occupied by bandits or brigands. Would he truly feel like he was returning home?

“Dinner is served!”

The sweet aroma and Koula’s cheerful voice floated in, breaking the somewhat oppressive silence in the living room. The Halfling brought all sorts of foods to the table, warmly calling everyone over:

“Roasted Abyss chicken pie and mixed fruit pies, all prepared earlier today, come and try!”

“Koula, I love you!” Bruto declared his passionate confession to his beardless companion, swiftly scurrying onto his chair, which left a blushing Koula frozen in place.

“Don’t worry, I’m sure he’s just dizzy from the smell of the food,” the Priest of the God of Love assured the Halfling, then sat down at the table, “What could be better than discussing plans for an adventure while enjoying delicious food? If only we had a bard here to recount our heroic deeds, that would be even better…”

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