The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 523

Chapter 523 The Oracle

The sound of soft slippers coming down the hall caught Karl's attention. An older Troll with pale blue skin and one broken tusk, along with a scarred face and missing eye, made his way into the room.

The Overlords bowed to him, despite his power only being at the Commander Rank.

"The Oracle, I presume? My name is Karl. It is a pleasure to meet you."

The old Troll smiled at Karl.

"I sensed that the interview was only going to go in circles, and I have little time for questions today. I must watch the borders for attacks." The old troll wheezed.

"Would you like me to ask the Dragon Clerics to help you with your healing? Trollish Regeneration is good, but it's not almighty, and the clerics can help with most wounds." Karl replied.

The Oracle waved off his concerns. "It's a side effect of my ability. It will heal slowly, then return as I look out into the world for dangers.

So, let's get right to business.

I saw you in a vision yesterday morning. You used a skill, a most horrific skill. There was a Naga Queen standing behind you, and you created a vortex of fire that arced with lightning and created smaller vortexes. So, after the trouble seers informed me of their findings, I cast a scrying on your location, and I found a sensation that could only be a spy from the Golden Dragon Nation. Who else could you be except for the spy?

They wouldn't dare to send a nobody into our Nation, and there is talk of an Elite bearing your name. A Dungeon Champion of the Golden Dragon Nation who challenged a Tortollan Monk to single combat and won.

Overlord Morrisa drew a picture of that Champion for us, and what do you know? It looks just like the man in my vision of danger. It looks just like you."

Karl nodded along. "That's quite the convoluted story, but I follow what you're saying."

"Do you deny that you are a spy for the Golden Dragon Nation?" The Oracle asked.

"I do. I am not a spy for the Golden Dragon Nation. They had no part in my business ventures here."

The Lamia whispered something to the Naga, who nodded in agreement. "Oracle, perhaps you should look into his past and see what we're missing. We're obviously asking the wrong questions." The strange Tree woman suggested.

[They're terrible interrogators. If they were a little smart, they would have asked you where you were born and where you grew up.] Hawk scoffed.

[But it's good for us that they're not that creative. I'm not going to question our luck today.]

The Oracle nodded and Karl felt a strange magic surround him. The Oracle held his cheeks and looked deep into his eyes, while Remi giggled. [Do you think he's going to kiss you? Does this count as romance?]

Karl did his best not to laugh at the situation, and just waited for the spell to take effect.

The Oracle was staring into his eyes and chanting for a few minutes before he nodded and spoke in a demanding voice.

[Show me the first memories you have, as far back in time as your mind is capable of recalling.] He intoned as his eyes faded to pale white, losing track of the present and immersing himself in Karl's past.

An image quickly came to Karl's mind of landing in the lake when he was sent by Bishop Misty into the past. [When is this, what is the date?] The Oracle demanded.