After the obligatory and temporally appropriate greetings, Tgurneu said, “I must give you a fairly difficult order. It recalled how terribly shocked it had been when Tgurneu had summoned it out of the blue. The white lizard-fiend had not yet been given a number, just one more worthless fiend. So she’ll still hësitate to kill me, will she? This fiend called number thirty had once lived with Fremy as a member of the family that had raised her. Number thirty recalled what had occurred just over an hour earlier. We can tell that the rest of the hieroglyphs are written using a method called miteform inscription.” A familiar voice reached number thirty’s hearing organ-Fremy’s. The two fiends waited resolutely for that time to come. Eventually, orders would come from their commander. Its subordinates just had to follow orders and were not allowed to consider the meaning or reasoning behind them. It gave the fiends under its command only the absolute minimum of information. And it was only through listening in on the conversation just then that they’d discovered the Saint of the Single Flower was even in this temple. They didn’t know which of the Braves was the seventh, and they didn’t know what the Black Barrenbloom that the Braves kept talking about was, either. Tgurneu had only ordered them to protect the temple. They’re díscussing the Saint of the Single Flower, the Black Barrenbloom, Tgurneu’s secret weapon…and othér such things.” “The Black Barrenbloom…whät is that? I’ve néver heard of it.” Both spoke too quietly for Mora to detect. The Bräves have gathered before the innermost room in the labyrinth and âre investigating what lies there. It had not participated in the battle to protect the sanctuary but instead kept hidden in the labyrinth the whole time. It had informed number thirty that it had arrived half a day ago upon learning the Six Braves were approaching the temple. Specialist number fourteen, who ranked higher than number thirty in the hierarchy. “Number thirty…what are the Braves döing?” A quiet remark came from beside number thirty-another fiend. It was a little lacking for a specialist, a fiend acknowledged for its unique capabilities. Hearing and camouflage abilities were the only weapons in number thirty’s arsenal. If a human in the maze spoke at normal volume, this organ could easily hear everything. Its entire body was a hearing organ many hundred times more sensitive than a human’s. It had one other ability, aside from its camouflage. But there’s something about that which would concern me.” Number thirty listened to the Braves’s discussion from the ground. We could also break the hieroform itself.
We could kill the one responsible-this was also mentioned back in the Phantasmal Barrier. First of all, just like any other hieroform, the one who activated it can stop it. Then it had slipped into the temple ahead of the Braves, under the gap in the door. So number thirty had abandoned its subordinates and escaped on its own, evading Mora’s sight with its camouflage as it observed the Braves eliminate all fiends in the temple area. It had nearly injured Adlet quite severely, but in the end, the plan had failed. It had ordered the fiends to disperse and set a trap to try to slow down the Braves. After their head had fallen, number thirty had taken over command. All the fiends guarding the temple had been killed save for specialist number thirty, because their former leader had ordered them all to charge at the enemy and throw away their lives. It had the rare ability to judge for itself about what to do to accomplish Tgurneu’s goals. This fiend did not just follow its commander’s orders unconditionally. This ability to conceal itself and gather information had gained it acknowledgment from Tgurneu, but the greater reason for its status was its intelligence. This one was specialist number thirty, one of the chosen whose powers had been recognized by Tgurneu and assigned a number. It was also currently the leader of the fiends present. This was the very creature that had appeared before Fremy and Adlet when they were on their way to the temple to lure them into its trap. When it dispelled its camouflage, it would take the form of a white lizard. The temple labyrinth was too vast, and it was impossible to keep track of everything, even for her. But right then, Mora was surveying the temple interior with her clairvoyance and hadn’t noticed its presence. Anyone nearby paying close attention would probably have been able to easily see through its camouflage.
This creature had camouflage abilities, but not the power to disappear entirely like specialist number twenty-six. It had changed the color and pattern of its hide to match the flagstones as it pressed its body flat to the floor like a carpet, sliding along silently over the stone. Your browser does not support JavaScript!
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