Chapter 905: Reunion with an Old Friend
Chapter 905: Reunion with an Old Friend
An artist never forgets their own creations.
Alarson stared at the tattered robe before him, his memory instantly flashing back to several years ago.
It was during the Art Festival.
He had accepted Lindsey's invitation to enter the world of the Psychedelic Dream together.
Subsequently, the three of them experienced an adventure beyond words, and in the face of an Eighth Stage powerhouse, Alarson, compelled by the situation at the time, was forcibly sent back to the Seven Seas Alliance.
In the end, Lindsey and Valalala solved the mastermind behind the scenes, writing a mythic account that influenced the world but was little known.
After the Art Festival...
Lindsey used a teleportation array to travel to the City of Law.
At the time, Alarson also planned to leave, but what he didn't expect was that a highly renowned artist from thousands of years ago, who had now mostly retired, had managed to find him.
Because of that adventure with Lindsey...
Alarson had also caught the attention of the upper echelons of the Seven Seas Alliance.
Being sought out by a true legendary figure, Alarson had no reason to refuse.
This former wandering painter decided to stay in the Seven Seas Alliance.
Several years later, in the present...
Beneath the unseen turmoil, the higher-ups of the Seven Seas Alliance took the initiative to restore communication with the City of Law.
Alarson applied, and with support, he became one of the representatives sent by the City of Law for negotiations.
"This... is definitely it."
"This is the painting I left as a coordinate in that place."
At this moment, Alarson looked at the man before him again.
How could he have guessed that this was Lindsey, with a new appearance and a hidden identity!
"You..."
"Robinson, you've made me search so hard for you!"
Alarson's expression trembled.
He didn't hold back his emotions at all, opening his arms to embrace Lindsey, and at the same time, he changed the way he addressed her.
Lindsey felt a bit strange—open arms?
This guy only had one arm, didn't he?
Her gaze shifted, and the clue of white light immediately lit up on the painter's other arm.
[Painting Creation - An arm created through skill. As it is directly used by the creator, this arm is as flexible and agile as the real thing, with pain and touch sensations perfectly simulated, identical to the original!]
Lindsey immediately realized what was going on.
Several years ago, Alarson was still a Fifth Stage painter.
At that time, if he had drawn an arm for himself, his limited skill scale would be affected, greatly reducing his combat power and flexibility.
But now, the old friend before him had obviously broken free from such restrictions.
What did this imply? It meant that Alarson had maintained his arm and also had the spare time to use his skills to create various other 'paintings,' she thought.
Undoubtedly, this was the level of a Sixth Stage painter!
Concerned about Lindsey's strength, Alarson subconsciously lowered her voice:
"Alarson, have you reached the Sixth Stage?"
The former one-armed painter smiled and scratched his hair with the hand he had painted:
"After all, it's my livelihood, so I can't afford to slack off."
"It's just a pity that my skill hasn't reached the 7th Stage yet. Otherwise, even if it's detached from my body, this arm could exist for a long time. Right now, it still depends on my Essence, rather than being an independent entity."
Lindsey shook her head and sighed:
"This is already incredible."
At the entrance of the room, Lindsey was still catching up with her old friend.
The reunion with an old friend, especially one whose next meeting was uncertain, brought an indescribable joy to their hearts.
As for the followers left behind by the two of them, Prizzum and Lizzy waited for a while, but Linsey and Alarson never stopped. Finally, Prizzum spoke up first:
"Robinson, you know Mr. Alarson?"
Before Linsey could answer, Alarson took a step forward and spoke up,
"Yes, we've met in the Seven Seas Alliance, and we're quite close, even having gone through life and death together as dear friends!"
His attitude was clear.
Alarson then turned back and continued explaining to Linsey,
"Robinson, I came to this world as an envoy of the Seven Seas Alliance. Because I heard there are many scenes worth recording here, so I rushed over and stayed for a few days. Mr. Prizzum and his people have been quite welcoming to me."
For an artist's creation to stand out, going to extremes is a rather advantageous approach.
But besides that.
For someone like Alarson, who has traveled through numerous worlds, there is also the habit of recording important scenes in his paintings.
Today's City of Law is such a place.
Within the increasingly scarce resources of the Capital City, the location of the Shadow Alley is the epitome of decline.
Once, this place symbolized order, where people lived and worked in peace as the center of the world.
But after falling into prolonged internal chaos, even the unassailable Capital City has reached this pitiful state.
Linsey also explained to Alarson:
"My issue is mainly with a problem I have on my body, bearing the mark of a Law Guardian. I'm trying to find a way to deal with it, but it's not something to be taken lightly."
Alarson's expression clearly showed surprise, almost as if he wanted to say, 'What about all your messy skills?'
The painter spoke carefully:
"A mere mark of a Law Guardian, you won't be able to handle it."
"Different strokes for different folks," Linsey shrugged, "Some of my things are indeed useful, but the price to pay is no laughing matter."
Alarson offered a suggestion:
"In that case, do you need me to help you negotiate with the higher-ups of the City of Law?"
"I already have a solution," Linsey shook his head in refusal.
"Even if I don't get help from Mr. Prizzum, I still have a backup plan."
Alarson thought for a moment, then changed his words:
"The embassy of the Seven Seas Alliance is in the north of the Capital City. There are two stone statues brought from the Orange Zone. Robinson, I remember you have a good relationship with them, and they will let you into the embassy."
Alarson was almost explicit in his suggestion.
If Linsey really got into trouble, he should run to the embassy of the Seven Seas Alliance.
No matter what happened.
At the very least, the Seven Seas Alliance is willing to use political asylum as a reason to protect Linsey, the 'Legendary Hero'.
After Alarson's suggestion, Linsey also opened up his mind.
The Seven Seas Alliance has re-established contact with the City of Law, but there hasn't been any formal communication yet.
The City of Law is no longer completely sealed off in practice.
Information and critical items can be conveyed to the outside world!
The story of his journey might also need to be conveyed:
"Alarson, it's good that you're here today."
"Everyone, if you don't mind, I'd like to tell you a story, a story about my adventures."
"This story begins in another world, once known as the Mooncry Mountain Range..."
(End of Chapter)
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