Is this really a Game?!

Chapter 896 Unraveling the Conspiracy in the Whispering Falls

The group decided to set up a group ‘meeting’, one over the communicators, to talk about everything they had found out. As they gathered, the tension in the air was palpable, a mix of anticipation and anxiety.

Reign took the lead, summarizing the information they had gathered so far. “We know that Thadron, or Avargan, is the king’s twin brother and a puppet master behind the scenes. Adrian, you’ve done an excellent job in uncovering his various identities and movements. Now, we need to confront him and expose his role in the conspiracy.”

Adrian nodded a steely resolve in his eyes. “I’ll do whatever it takes to bring my uncle to justice. He’s been manipulating everyone for far too long.”

Aragos, still grappling with the revelation of his true parentage, added, “And Elyndor? What have we learned about him?”

Nayle shared the findings on Elyndor’s mysterious background. “His past is a maze of secrets. No family, no clear origin. He’s adept at keeping himself hidden. We can’t rule out the possibility of his involvement, though we lack direct evidence.”

Reign interjected, “We need to approach Elyndor carefully. If he’s innocent, we don’t want to alienate a valuable ally. But if he’s involved, we need to extract information without alerting him.”

Mia, always practical, suggested, “Perhaps we can use Theron’s skills to monitor Elyndor discreetly. If he’s meeting with anyone suspicious, it could be a clue.”

Theron nodded in agreement. “I can set up surveillance spells around him. We won’t invade his privacy, but if there’s any unusual activity, we’ll know.”

“That’s a bit too risky, he is a powerful mage after all, and the Whispering Falls have been his home for a long time.” Reign stated as the rest nodded in agreement.

“So what, do we simply continue gathering information without making a move?” Adrian asked as Reign sighed.

“That is not possible either, after all, we found out everything that we can find out, the rest might only be possible if we talk directly to the kings, which is out of the question.”

“Going to Elyndor and confronting him might be the only thing we have left.”

“I will go, I will talk to him.” Aragos immediately said as Reign shook his head.

“Not alone, too dangerous.”

“If he is one of the conspirators, then we need to make sure that there are enough of us present so that he won’t be able to escape.”

“We will all go to the Whispering Falls together, and there, we shall confront him.”

The group agreed on the plan, acknowledging the risks and the need for a united front. As they prepared to make their way to the Whispering Falls, each member felt the weight of their individual quests and the collective responsibility they now shared.

The journey through the dense forest leading to the Whispering Falls was fraught with tension. The air crackled with anticipation as the group approached the serene haven, unaware of the storm brewing within its tranquil confines.

The cascade of the waterfall provided a rhythmic backdrop to their arrival. The group proceeded cautiously, their senses alert to any signs of Elyndor’s presence. As they reached the heart of the Whispering Falls, a clearing surrounded by ancient trees, they were surprised to find nobody present there.

The group exchanged uneasy glances, realizing that Elyndor might be more elusive than they had anticipated. Reign took a step forward, his voice echoing through the clearing.

“Elyndor! We found something that can help us in our quest, show yourself, and let’s talk, we need your help.”

The whispering wind carried their words, but there was no response. Mia, ever analytical, pointed out, “If he’s not here, we might be wasting our time. He could be listening in from a distance.”

Theron, skilled in magical detection, extended his senses. “I can’t sense any magical presence nearby. If he’s using some form of concealment, it’s beyond my abilities.”

Aragos, growing impatient, called out again, “Elyndor! We have questions, and we need answers, please, we need your help!” 𝑖𝘦.𝑐ℴ𝘮

And yet, nothing.

There truly was nobody present, even after they searched the area, even after they did everything they could to try and find Elyndor, he was simply not present.

“What now, what do we do?” Mia asked as Reign sighed.

“It’s too suspicious, I mean, just as we managed to find some information out, Elyndor suddenly disappears?”

Reign’s instincts were on high alert. “We can’t afford to waste time. Elyndor might be aware of our discoveries, and if he’s involved, he won’t stay hidden for long. We need to act swiftly.”

Adrian, frustration evident on his face, added, “We can’t let him slip away. He might have crucial information. We need to find him, confront him, and get the truth.”

Nayle, contemplating their next move, proposed, “We can use tracking spells. If Elyndor has left any magical traces, we might be able to follow them.”

Theron nodded in agreement. “I can perform a tracking ritual. If he used magic to conceal himself, there might be residual traces that I can pick up on.”

Reign directed the team to gather the necessary components for the tracking ritual. Theron, using his expertise in magical arts, began the intricate process. As the ritual unfolded, a faint glow enveloped the surroundings, revealing subtle traces of magical energy.

“There are remnants of a teleportation spell,” Theron announced. “Elyndor used teleportation magic to leave the Whispering Falls. The direction is unclear, but we can follow the magical residues to track his general path.”

The group, determined and resolute, followed Theron through the forest. The magical residues led them deeper into the heart of the woods, and with each step, the tension heightened. The air became charged with an anticipation that mirrored the uncertainty of their pursuit.

As they delved further into the forest, the traces of Elyndor’s teleportation magic grew stronger. Theron’s keen senses guided the group with precision, and soon they found themselves at the edge of the Whispering Falls territory.

“He might be heading towards Irason or Elais,” Reign speculated, scanning the surroundings. “We need to be cautious. Elyndor might have allies or traps set along the way.”

Mia, always pragmatic, suggested, “Let’s split into pairs. Theron and I will follow the magical traces with half of the team while Adrian and Nayle scout ahead to ensure we’re not walking into an ambush with the others. Reign, you stay in the center to coordinate and provide support.”

“We need you to be ready to jump in and help either team if it’s necessary.”

The group divided as planned, their movements synchronized with a shared purpose. Theron and Mia’s team focused on tracking, their eyes attuned to the subtle magical residues left in Elyndor’s wake. Adrian and Nayle’s team, vigilant and cautious, scouted ahead, their senses alert to any signs of danger.

As they followed the magical trail, the forest seemed to close in around them. The Whispering Falls, once a sanctuary, now harbored a sense of foreboding. The group pressed on, driven by the urgency of their mission and the need to unravel the truth.

After hours of pursuit, the magical residues led them to the borderlands between Irason and Elais. The tension in the air thickened as they approached a hidden clearing, revealing a scene that sent shivers down their spines.

Elyndor stood at the center of the clearing, surrounded by an ethereal aura. His eyes, usually warm and reassuring, now harbored a cold intensity. The arrival of the group didn’t seem to surprise him, and a cryptic smile played on his lips.

“Ah, my dear Aragos, you’ve uncovered more than I anticipated,” Elyndor said, his voice echoing through the clearing. “It seems the pieces are falling into place sooner than expected.”

“Elyndor, so … it was true, you were involved,” Aragos said with a shaky voice as Elyndor chuckled at them.

“Now tell me, why did a group of otherworlders believe that they could find out information that even the royal families of both kingdoms were unable to find out, huh?”

“Could it really be that they are that useless, that you are so much better than them, or because someone might have left some crumbs for those who stick their heads into places they don’t belong to follow?”

“You were working with Avargan the entire time, is he even known as Thadron?” Reign asked, to which Elyndor chuckled.

“Why don’t you ask him yourself?”

Suddenly, a powerful aura appeared behind the group, eclipsing any aura that was present among them.

A man walked out, one that looked very familiar. At first sight, he looked almost exactly like the king of Irason, but upon getting a better look, some differences could be seen.

His eyes were slightly larger, his lips thinner, his nose leaned to the left a bit, and he was a bit thinner altogether when compared to the king.

“It’s been a while, nephew,” Avargan said as he stared at Adrian with a warm smile, but his cold eyes and immense aura were not warm at all.

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