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Chapter 622: Proactive Call for Aid
Chapter 622: Proactive Call for Aid
That evening, Lord Lindsey returned to his residence.
After a day's work, he still had no leads on the mission.
He intentionally scheduled the audience with the messenger teams at different times.
But none of the messengers who came to the Forest Capital that day sought his aid; they only expressed their usual respect for Lord Lindsey and introduced the athletes they had sent.
Due to the Banyan Forest's current status in the eastern part of the Wasteland World, the messengers who came to participate in the sporting event were treated with the utmost seriousness, as if their very survival was at stake. Among them were Awakened individuals and ordinary people with exceptional physiques, and even some faction leaders had come in person.
A day passed.
When Lord Lindsey returned home, feeling a sense of pride in his territory's development and a sense of loss from not finding any clues for the mission, he noticed that Hilda, who had been unconscious during the day, had now regained consciousness.
The girl, having recovered some of her essence, leaned against his bed, deep in thought.
Lord Lindsey greeted her, "Hey, you're awake? How are you feeling?"
Hilda turned to look at him, her expression a bit dazed.
As she recognized the man before her as her 'Hero,' a smile spread across her face, like water flowing from a long-stopped tap, "I'm awake, of course. Thank you for your concern, my dear."
Lord Lindsey approached and sat across from Hilda, fulfilling his promise by offering her the roasted meat he had prepared, "Here, eat this. It'll help restore some of your strength."
"And... what did you see in your vision that put you in such a state?"
The writer girl took a bite of the roasted meat, savoring the deliciousness before sticking out her pink tongue, "I didn't get a clear look; I only caught a brief glimpse."
Lord Lindsey instantly sensed her evasion, "Answer me directly! What did you see?"
At this moment, Lord Lindsey was on high alert, and he even equipped the Sapphire Goggles in his inventory, which allowed him to perceive emotional changes.
The results were disappointing.
As a Phase Seven Awakened, especially one who possessed Emotional Quintessence, Hilda's control over her emotions was impeccable.
Observing her emotional state was like staring at a solidified concrete wall, devoid of any ripples!
Hilda chuckled, "Don't worry, I was looking at Vivian's destiny, not yours."
"You know, Lord Lindsey, your destiny has been imbued with greatness and sanctity by a powerful figure. External forces cannot interfere; only you can shape it."
Hearing that it wasn't about him, Lord Lindsey became even more anxious, "What about Vivian? Is she in trouble?"
Hilda spoke slowly, "Because of her connection with you, that child will be spared an early demise and embark on a heroic path. Oh... if it weren't for your presence, dear, I might not have been able to restrain myself from getting cozy with her."
Lord Lindsey immediately warned her, "You'd better not have any ideas about Vivian!"
"However, since you've seen her destiny, why don't you tell me what trials she'll face in the future?"
The word 'hero' implied challenging tasks and great trials.
Moreover, on a personal level, even though Vivian wasn't the heir to the territory, Lord Lindsey cared deeply about her future.
But this time, Hilda didn't answer immediately.
She placed the roasted meat on her lap, propped her hands behind her head, and leaned back in her wheelchair, "I don't know."
"But if you can help me regain my Phase Seven techniques, I'll reveal everything to you."
Lord Lindsey furrowed his brows.
"I don't recall you having a hobby of hiding others' destinies."
"I couldn't help it!" Hilda winked at Lindsey cutely, "Although I managed to grasp the lifeline, the Phase Three Essence was insufficient for me to continue my prying. I was just a little greedy, and now I'm in this state."
Lindsey persisted, "If there's no specific information, there must be some vague hints, right?"
This time, Hilda didn't refuse. After a moment of thought, she replied, "There are hints, of course."
"This child will manage her territory very successfully in the future, and her character is that of a righteous gentleman. However, because she values life so much, she will encounter numerous problems and trials."
Lindsey lowered his gaze, pondering over Vivian's experiences.
Born in the Wasteland, she had matured early and faced misfortune and adversity repeatedly; it was easy to imagine the value she placed on life.
Recalling his conversations with Vivian, Lindsey continued, "Vivian will become an Awakened, won't she?"
Hilda spoke with certainty, "Of course!"
"I don't deny that ordinary people have a chance to step onto the stage of destiny."
"But among all the people I've encountered, the brilliance of her fate is second only to yours."
At this point, Lindsey stood up and pushed Hilda's wheelchair to the other side of the room.
He was also ready to rest.
"What? You're not going to continue asking about Vivian's future?" The writer girl was puzzled, "Don't you like this child and want to nurture her into the best successor?"
Lindsey waved his hand, "A person's destiny is in their own hands."
"As for Vivian, I will nurture her to the best of my abilities, and I believe she has the ability to face danger and overcome it."
Hilda smiled with satisfaction, "These words are something only my hero would say."
"..."
Both prepared to rest.
Just before turning off the lights, Lindsey suddenly asked Hilda, "Hilda, if I leave the Wasteland and leave you here, would you be willing to continue this work and cultivate talents in the university?"
"..."
Lindsey had expected the writer girl to refuse outright, as she had always been passionate about her work.
But the room fell silent for a few seconds.
Then, Hilda's voice suddenly rang out, "I'll consider it."
"..."
Click—
The lights in the room went out.
Satisfied, Lindsey and the deep-in-thought Hilda each went to sleep in good spirits.
In the Wasteland, days passed with the rising and setting of the sun.
The people in the Banyan Forest continued their lives as time went by.
Over the next few days, the development of the Forest Capital remained smooth.
Lindsey remotely checked the Hive, and the Insectoid army's work underground to clean up Deviators was also proceeding without a hitch.
The only concern now was the string of words on the task bar.
"For decades, those who resisted violence finally found hope. They sought the wise Lord's aid, hoping you would lead them to the light and liberate the oppressed humans!"
On the afternoon of the fourth day, after Lindsey finished receiving the day's messengers.
Hammer rushed into the reception room with an urgent expression, reporting to Lindsey, "Lord Lindsey, something happened at the edge of the forest."
"There are a few oddly dressed people who are acting crazy and trying to break in. They say they want to see you!"
"They... seem to be seeking help?"
(End of Chapter)
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