Traveler of the River of Time and Space-Chapter 396 - 12: Onion Knight and Giant King 2

At this moment, Su Ziyu also saw clearly the appearance of the Onion Knight.

A normal person.

Not a living corpse, but a middle-aged man with a beard. His features were very ordinary, but he seemed a bit silly. He turned to Su Ziyu and asked, "Want a drink?"

"We must properly celebrate after defeating a powerful enemy."

"Cheers!"

The people of the Catalina Kingdom love to drink, especially their knights.

Su Ziyu sniffed from afar; the Onion Knight’s wine was quite ordinary. He smiled and took out his Demon Gourd, and as he opened the lid, the Onion Knight turned his head in surprise, muttering, "That aroma!..."

"Want a sip?" Su Ziyu asked with a smile, also glancing at the Nun Fried who had just walked over.

Although she had been slacking off, she had helped quite a bit after all.

According to the agreement, she was only Su Ziyu’s guide.

"Haha! ... Of course, a fine wine like this must be tasted! ... Cheers!..." The Onion Knight gulped down his wine and then handed his jug over.

Though he said he wanted a sip, in fact, Su Ziyu filled his jug completely.

Just managed to fill it with a portion of Immortal Brew.

The Warrior Knight from the Cold Valley dropped a large soul, and the Flame Demon also dropped a large soul. Su Ziyu collected 1000 points of energy value from the two battles. The Onion Knight didn’t ask for spoils, and he didn’t like taking advantage of others, so he decided to give the Onion Knight a full jug of Immortal Brew.

Just 100 energy points.

It’s not difficult to collect energy value in this world, so Su Ziyu didn’t mind.

"Ha!... It’s truly good wine!..." The Onion Knight downed a large sip and seemed slightly tipsy, muttering to himself, "Didn’t expect to taste such fine wine on the road..."

"Now, nothing’s regrettable..."

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No regrets?

While pouring wine for Nun Fried, Su Ziyu turned to look at the Onion Knight sitting cross-legged nearby, feeling that his words sounded like a dying wish.

Nun Fried looked at the cup of wine in front of her.

Then, she tilted her head, looking at the Onion Knight next to her who was gulping down his drink, biting her lips, her expression somewhat subtle.

Su Ziyu pretended not to notice.

He really wanted Nun Fried to help him, but there was no real opening, as she neither ate nor drank, carrying nothing but a nun’s robe and two scythes, often appearing completely devoid of desires. Immortal Brew was wine brewed with energy value; Undead drinking it was similar to consuming an Elemental Bottle, the difference being one tastes like magma, and the other like the finest wine.

It was one of the few things that could incite some desire in Nun Fried.

Down in one gulp.

After Nun Fried gulped down the Immortal Brew, a red blush appeared on her delicate face, making her look a bit tipsy. Her alcohol tolerance wasn’t great, as she had never drunk before, but for someone who was an Ashen One without flame, the ability to savor such a slight intoxication was quite nice.

Simple food had no taste for her.

"Where are you planning to go next?" Su Ziyu drank a glass himself, feeling the slow restoration of spiritual energy within, casually inquiring.

The Onion Knight seemed slightly intoxicated, appearing a bit clumsy as he shifted his onion-shaped helmet, muttering incoherently, "Sin... City of Sin..."

"According to the agreement."

"I should help an old friend find liberation..."

City of Sin?

Isn’t that the territory of Giant King Yum? 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Su Ziyu couldn’t help but feel a pang in his heart; indeed, those who wander alone in this plane aren’t simple, or rather, anyone who survives with their own consciousness intact up to now isn’t weak.

Su Ziyu was about to continue probing.

The Onion Knight ahead muttered dazedly, "Um... I’m going to sleep... the aftereffects of this wine are strong..."

"If you have business, you can go first..."

"Don’t worry about me..."

The sound of snoring arose.

This Onion Knight said sleep and simply fell asleep in a cross-legged position. Su Ziyu used spiritual perception to check and found he was indeed sleeping, right in this place filled with living corpses, sleeping soundly.

"Catalina’s knights are all like this..." Nun Fried’s blush had faded. She pointed at her head and gave Su Ziyu a knowing look.

It was the look of someone wise.

Su Ziyu, a bit incredulous, stepped over and flicked the Onion Knight’s helmet.

No response at all.

Sleeping deeply.

However, this armor was like a turtle shell, so sleeping here wasn’t a worry for him against ordinary monsters because regular weapons couldn’t penetrate this defense.

"Want to wake him up?" Nun Fried’s expression was somewhat playful.

"No need," Su Ziyu shook his head and said, "He’s sleeping here; he’s not going anywhere, is he?"

"Let’s check out other places first."

All the enemies encountered so far were corrupted beings, according to Su Ziyu’s perception and the Space-Time Monitor System’s prompt. There should be another source of corruption here.

But the location of the corruption source was quite hard to pinpoint, almost like it was sealed away.

"Are there any particularly strong monsters here?" Su Ziyu stood up and turned to ask Nun Fried.

The corruption source must be a BOSS-level creature.

The enemies encountered so far were mostly elite level; none had given Su Ziyu a strong feeling of oppression.

Although the corruption source was nearby, he couldn’t locate the coordinates.

"A particularly strong monster?" Nun Fried looked at the nearby demon corpse and furrowed her slender brows in thought, "There is an ancient tree sealed nearby."

"Want to take a look?"

Su Ziyu nodded, "Where is it?"

"Over there." Nun Fried pointed in the distance, speaking slowly, "The Undead Settlement once had a sacred ancient tree, but later it seemed to be cursed and polluted."

"The Lorric royal family closed off that courtyard."

"It’s said that it turned from a tree into a terrifying monster; I haven’t seen it myself, not very clear."

Ancient tree?

Su Ziyu stood up curiously, "Tell me its story."

"Nothing special," Nun Fried recalled briefly and said softly, "Some Undead wanted freedom, it’s said it can absorb the curse of the Undead, allowing them to rest completely."

"It started out like that."

"But later, the sacred ancient tree absorbed too many curses, eventually being cursed itself and becoming a monster."

"The Lorric royal family has confined it for some time now."

Originally, many Undead sought relief, true rest without frequent resurrection and loss of humanity, eventually becoming maddened living corpses. At first, many were buried here, and the sacred ancient tree absorbed the curses from them, but later, the ancient tree couldn’t withstand it anymore, becoming a twisted monster itself.

The Lorric royal family locked it up, but the Undead here still worship it.

Another tragedy.

It seems what I sensed as the source of corruption at the beginning was this ancient tree.

A conglomeration of Undead curses?

Su Ziyu turned to glance at the snoring Onion Knight, pondering, then asked Nun Fried beside him, "Does it have any weaknesses?"

"Not sure," Nun Fried shook her head, "But don’t all trees fear fire?"

"Do you need my help?"

Su Ziyu was surprised, turning to carefully observe Nun Fried’s expression, slowly asking after a pause, "Why suddenly willing to help? What do you want?"

"Cinders," Nun Fried’s expression was serene, meeting Su Ziyu’s gaze as she said softly, "I don’t want the ancient tree’s soul; all spoils are yours."

"I can even help you deal with other enemies."

"But you must accompany me to a certain place!"

Su Ziyu furrowed his brow slightly and asked slowly, "Where to?"

Nun Fried’s expression seemed to recall something, speaking gently, "Airelde’s Painting World..."

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