Legend of the Moon Crystal

Chapter 130 "Meetings and Rituals of Calamity"

The market in the city is naturally so crowded as the markets in general. A unique aroma floated in the air, mixed with various other scents. Whether it comes from pumpkin cake sellers, from grilled chicken sellers, from frankincense and flowers or even from sweaty laborers.

The hustle and bustle even makes some lay people dizzy, thinking how to handle or figure out a solution to cross the sea of humans that really overflows in front of him.

But for Luce, he was almost used to the crowd. Even though he was in figurative language imprisoned in a silver cage, he actually managed to find a secret key that allowed him to repeatedly and repeatedly leave his residence to enjoy life outside his silver cage.

"Miss, buy the satellite."

"Let's buy, let's buy! How cheap and delicious is this honey cake! Get it for your kids!"

"The sword is so good, sir. You can offer it a little higher."

There is a lot of interaction in the market. The trader who offers the price, and the buyer who bids the price. Actually for Luce, the scene was always a pleasant one, because it was considered a funny sight. He was too engrossed in enjoying the atmosphere until he was not careful and caused himself to accidentally come into contact with someone. His thin shoulders collided with his sturdy arms, and he grimaced slightly before looking up to apologize to that person.

But when the two pairs of beads were beaming, even if it was only in a split second, Luce could not help but be stunned by the pair of black beads that were as cold as that blizzard.

Without saying a word, the tall and sturdy man stepped his feet away, leaving Luce still dumbstruck.

"That look.."

Then a moment later, the gray-robed girl turned around. Continuing to move his legs following the figure, Luce turned into an alley when he realized that the alley was a dead end gang. There was only a high dinging separating the two buildings in front of him and he frowned.

"You think he's gone? I'm absolutely sure he turned here." Mumbled.

His body stiffened, and his pair of manics widened faintly with a tension he had never had before. There was a sharp cold object that gently greeted his neck, and was full of dangerous affections. The heavy and cold breath behind him greeted his hearing, and inevitably, Luce pursed her lips.

"Why not continue?" Luce asked as someone behind her answered her in a cold voice.

"The same question."

Distant picture. The two figures appeared in their ambiguous positions, amidst the shadow of a dark alley. But when he looked at her with another, there was a firm hand pressing a dagger against Luce's neck, while the girl's hand was tucked between her robes, took out a broken sword handle that was directly aimed at the man. The two were still in the same position, and the man reopened his voice.

"Why follow me?"

Luce glanced at the dagger on her neck. There are beautiful dragon-shaped carvings on the thin handle of the dagger and with sharp and tapered blades. With a single puncture and incision, the dagger was even able to tear the rocks into dust flakes. She with a smile on her lips answered with a nearly unreasonable question. "Do you know love at first sight?"

Very amusing.

With just the look in his eyes, Luce felt that he had already liked someone behind him in hundreds or even thousands of years.

...***...

"You're back?"

He said calmly, covering up the nervousness he always had in front of the young man. "The curse ritual is about to begin. Get ready soon."

As a black magician, Hesian clearly knew how their daily activities were within their hiding places. Black magicians, almost all of them always blame and envy half-dead to light magicians who can blatantly perform their rituals in front of the royal population.

Those who are members of this group of black magicians mostly come from a group that gets discrimination from the population and even from their family environment just because of their excess which is considered a curse and not considered common among the people. Call it for example black magic that can destroy buildings, black magic to curse, black magic that kills or decomposes and so forth collected in one container.

The bead was as dark as that night only looked indifferently at the elder and calmly continued his steps to leave the place.

On her way, a girl unraveling bluish green with a pair of peach beads looked at her sparklingly as the two passed by. With her sweet appearance, she immediately twisted her steps and flanked her right arm with her arm and herself and put a sweet smile on her face.

"Sister Sian, where have you been? I'm waiting for you to play with~"

Not getting a response, Laisen tilted his head, to be stunned when he found the pair of dark beads looking at him coldly, nonchalantly putting away his arms and stepping back.

Laisen was fixated on looking at Hesian's sturdy back and inevitably had a murmur that he could only listen to alone.

"What's wrong with her? Isn't he colder than usual?"

...***...

The hall was built underground. If there was no illumination of magic torches on each side, the hall was pitch-black.

There were thousands of people in the hall, gathered around an ancient artifact displayed in the middle of a magic circle drawn using the blood of a medium-level magical beast. Magic circles were created according to their respective purpose and uses. A magic circle whose insides have more than three other forms, is certainly the most dangerous type of magic circle, and its use should take a lot of time, magic and high concentration that should not even be disturbed in the slightest.

An old woman with a sinister face, adorned by burns stepped limped in with a stick in her hand. At the end of the stick, a black mana stone was embedded, and he stood beside the saucer-shaped artifact. "Over the years, we can finally create this magic cup."

"The Eternal Calamity Summoning Ritual shall we begin!"

In contrast to his old, weak and trembling appearance, his voice shrieked sharply and could almost tear through the eardrum. But the fire sounded fiery as he resumed his words. "In the next two months, this land will suffer destruction, long drought, drought, death will be a sight that can be witnessed and will be felt by the people of this cursed kingdom forever."

"For the sake of revenge!"

"Let them feel the pain we feel!!"

"Let them feel!"

Then, there were only cheers and parties to celebrate their victory. While that amazingly handsome young man, just looked at the crowd coldly.