Chapter 230: The Lost Paradise
Time was short. Winston and his group had left almost half a day ago; if they wanted to reach Thunder Valley before them, they would have to hurry. Guevara was meeting with the Chamber of Commerce, thus Han Jin didnât have time to inform him. Either way, Guevara couldnât accompany them all the way to the Tarasha Mountains since he had to return to assist Ronningâs battle in a few days.
Because of the looming war, Han Jin told Sunier, Moxinke, and Cessacioun to stay in the city. Sunier was not very happy about it, but Han Jin had his reasons. Hogan and Alexandre were like water and oil, and Cessacioun and Moxinke might not have enough authority. Sunier was a different story though; they wouldnât dare disobey her orders.
After a brief explanation, Han Jin led his team into the teleportation matrix. The team included Yalina, Gibran, Julia, Cain, and Reg. Majordomo Gail couldnât accompany them because he had to protect Yalinaâs younger brother Edison. Despite its small size, Han Jinâs temporary team could easily beat any other mercenary group in the city. The Red Vanguards was a top tier mercenary team to begin with, and Yalinaâs power far surpassed the fallen Hayden and Charles. Add Han Jin on top of that, the team was sure to be able to survive any mishaps or surprises.
After a ray of blinding white light, Isolated Cliff City disappeared, replaced by an endless field of green. Yalina habitually casted dozens of detection spells, and the shining rings of magic covered everything within several hundred meters. Gibran also quickly surveyed their surroundings and did not find anything abnormal.
âWinston doesnât look like a careless person. He truly messed up this time,âR eg suddenly said.
âNot his fault.â Gibran answered, âThe Mercenary Association sometimes does have tasks that are low risk and high reward. Sometimes, itâs because the poster doesnât know the market, and other times because it is too urgent.â
âBut itâs an enormous amount of gold! 20,000 gold! How could the poster not know the market? Besides, they should at least know when the Thunder Birdsâ breeding season is. How urgent could it be if they didnât even know that?
âIt does sound suspicious now, but who would have thought about all this in the moment?â Gibran said, âIf I were in Winstonâs spot, I wouldnât be suspicious either; Iâd only think I got lucky.â
âGibran is right. We are all human. If none of us ever made mistakes, there would be a lot more successful people in this world,â Han Jin said.
âRaphael, that Hallister has potential,â Gibran said.
âAhaâŠâ Han Jin smiled.
âHim picking up on the clues is nothing impressive, but what is impressive is that he actually took the initiative to investigate. At the very least, heâs hardworking.â
âYouâve been there before? For a task?â Reg asked.
âFirst time was by mistake, and the last few times were for tasks.â Gibran paused. âWe need to be careful, that place is dangerous!â
âDangerous?â
âThe last time I went⊠was almost two years ago.â Gibran tried to remember as he led them. âBack then, Thunder Valley had about seventy Thunderbirds. I donât know how many are in there now; maybe more, maybe less.â
Yalina gasped in surprise. She and Han Jin had killed a Thunderbird last autumn. Even she had trouble dealing with it; it was still a ninth-grade holy animal after all. If seventy Thunderbirds attacked together, even her father, the Grand Duke Solomon, would have to run, let alone her!
âThe Thunder Valley is considered a forbidden place in the Tarasha Mountains.â Julia added, âEven the high-grade and top-grade holy animals in the forest wouldnât provoke such a large group of Thunderbirds lightly. Many years ago, I witnessed forty Thunderbirds attacking a fire phoenix. The Thunderbirdsâ lightning attacks turned it into ash before it even got the chance to flee.â
âDoes Winston know there are more than seventy Thunderbirds there?â Yalina asked.
âHeâs been there before; he should know.â
âAnd he still had the guts to go there?â
âYou make it sound like no one dares step foot in there.â Gibran smiled, then tapped his head. âWe rely on our brains to deal with the Thunderbirds.â
âIf nothing posts a threat to the Thunderbirds, then⊠after two years, their number must be over a hundred now, right?â
âThatâs not guaranteed.â Gibran shook his head. âThunderbirds are herd animals that work well together, but that doesnât mean they never fight among themselves. For instance, if the Thunderbird King grows too old, young Thunderbirds may challenge it. Usually, if the old king loses, it will leave and bring any Thunderbirds that are willing to follow it, then abdicate the throne to the new king. According to some seasoned veterans, the Thunder Valley only has around a hundred Thunderbirds even at its peak.â
ââOnlyâ a hundred or so?â Reg bitterly smiled. âEven a dozen would be a threat to us.â
âA hundred Thunderbirds actually isnât that much,â Julia quietly said. âIn the Lost Paradise, it is common to see hundreds of Thunderbirds flying together. You might even see thousands of them gathering.â
âThe Lost Paradise? Youâve been to the Lost Paradise before??â Reg was shocked.
âThe Lost Paradise? What is that?âHan Jin curiously asked.
âYou donât know?â Julia seemed surprised.
âNo.â Han Jin shook his head truthfully.
âThe Lost Paradise is in the center of the Tarasha Moutains and is a vast place. It covers at least one third of the whole mountain range.â Gibran slowly said, âWe call it âLost Paradiseâ because itâs truly a horrifying place. Even a superior-grade professional canât walk out of it unscathed.â
âRaphael, just imagine. If you see a single Hydra charging toward you, you might stay and fight. Now, what would you do if ten Hydras were charging toward you at the same time?â Julia smiled. âIn the Lost Paradise, holy animals cannot survive alone. Even the proud unicorns are forced to travel in groups.â
âThat scary? Then I have to see for myself.â
âRaphael, is that supposed to be a joke?â Reg asked in shock.
âI just want to run in there, laugh at everything, then run away.â Han Jin shrugged. With the Earthmeld Charm, there was no place on this continent that was off-limits to him. He was that confident; even if he did encounter some insanely powerful foe, could they stop him from running?
âAre you that bored?!â Yalina rolled her eyes at Han Jin.
âActually, the Southwestern region we are in right now is also the Southwestern region of the Lost Paradise. If you truly want to go, I can take you there once we find Winston,â Gbiran said.
âGibran, are you mad?!â Julia chided. âDonât fool around with something so dangerous!â
âYou said the Lost Paradise is in the center of the Tarasha Mountain? Then if we are in the Southwestern region right now, does that mean we are on the other side of the continent?â Han Jin asked hurriedly.
âYes.â
âWhatâs the closest city called?â
Gibran thought for a moment. âItâs Michiana City, though I heard itâs a ruin at this point and is Iron Fist Cityâs territory.â
âThen why arenât there any mercenaries from other cities?â
âYouâve only been to the Southwestern region, right? If you went somewhere else, you might meet some mercenaries from other cities.â
âWhat is Iron Fist City like? Have you been there before?â
âI donât know. If we leave the forest from here, it might take five or six months. I donât have the time for that,â Gibran said. âBesides, why would I go there? Itâs not like Isolated Cliff City doesnât have enough tasks. That time should be spent earning money and saving for an early retirement so you can enjoy life. If you really want to know about Iron Fist City, I will ask around for you when we return; there should be some people from Iron Fist Cityâ
âRaphael, if you do meet mercenaries from other places, you must stay alert. Just because we are friends doesnât mean they want the same thing.â
âMhm, Julia is right,â Reg said.
Han Jin stayed silent. Even though he had been to the Southwestern region before, he had never realized that he was on the other side of the continent. The teleportation matrix was truly marvelous! Maybe because of Guevaraâs constant reminders, but Han Jin was really starting to consider himself a future lord and starting to consider things like this. âGibran, the caravans always travel a long distance to come purchase goods at Isolated Cliff City. Why canât they just build a teleportation matrix here? Wouldnât that be much easier.â
âThat would never be allowed.â Yalina suddenly gave Han Jin an absurd look. âYou really think you can just give anyone a magical copy of the raw data for a teleportation matrix? Even if itâs just a one way teleportation matrix, they could easily build another two-way teleportation matrix from the raw data. At that point, the city would be completely defenseless!â
âThen build one nearby!â
âNo, that canât happen either. If I were the one ruling Isolated Cliff City, I would immediately attack anyone who attempts to build a teleportation matrix within thirty miles of the city.â
âAlso, building a teleportation matrix is no simple matter,â Gibran said. âFirst, you need to have a magician who is an expert in space magic, then you need a vast amount of magic crystals and other materials. Once you complete it, you need to guard it all year round or else a single mouse might break the whole thing. The guards also must be very powerful, as each teleportation matrix is like a mini-treasury; you canât guarantee no one will get tempted. Do you really think any ordinary trader organization could have that much power?â
âIs it really that much trouble?â
âAnd on top of that, each time you use the matrix, you will need to spend magic crystals. Take this trip to the Southwestern region for example. How much did we spend?â Reg smiled. âNow, consider how much cheaper it would be to just hire a caravan and ship the goods back? Of course, assuming you can guarantee safety.â
âSafety isnât the issue here. Dismark and Zaganide are embroiled in a vicious war against each other, yet neither of them ever touched the otherâs caravans. Itâs a double edged sword: if you rob my caravans, I will rob yours. In the end, the various commercial corps would be forced to cut ties with them. That wouldnât benefit either of them.â Gibran said, âBesides, the caravans always leave from Beitman; they wouldnât get the chance even if they wanted to rob them.â