The First Magic World War-Chapter 639 - Between life and death

Chapter 639: Between life and death Chapter 639: Between life and death Hermes didn’t dwell on the matter, smiling as he spoke, “I have just made my choice, to directly infuse this notebook with knowledge, and I have a few words to tell you.”

” These words are of great importance!

You must not mention them to anyone.”

Seeing Hermes’ serious demeanor, Charles nodded earnestly.

Hermes said, “Don Quixote Cervantes should still be alive.

His line of exploration is different from ours.”

Charles was slightly puzzled; such a thing could be deduced by reasoning, what was there to be so grave about?

Hermes spoke calmly, “He must have found a way to exist between life and death, becoming an evil wraith similar to a vampire!”

“Don Quixote Cervantes’ research direction is very peculiar; he has chosen to separate his body, soul, and consciousness across different dimensions!”

“I don’t believe his research could be completely successful.

If it were, he would be the only god to ever walk the earth!

But now he has disappeared, which may indicate a flaw in his method, or he might be trapped in a certain state.

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However, he has left the key to summoning himself back in his notes.”

“Borozhe must have speculated this as well, which is why he hasn’t shown the notebook to anyone.

The reason he gave it to you might signify some plan.”

“I suggest you return the notebook as soon as possible.”

“If you want to study it further in the future, just come to the Great Emerald Book and read here.

I believe the Great Emerald Book can shield everything.”

Charles pondered for a long while before nodding and saying, “Borozhe emphasized that I must return the original, and I guess the key to bringing Don Quixote Cervantes back into the world must be in this notebook, not its content.”

Suddenly, Hermes cast a glance at the sky and smiled, “Someone is coming.”

He took one step back and vanished into the air.

Moments later, over a dozen Sacred level characters landed, all of whom were particularly excited to see Charles.

The leader said, “Duke Mecklen, I’ve heard that the Holy Light Divine State Title offers the utmost in earthly pleasures, may I have the honor of a tour?”

Just as Charles was about to reply, the voice of Hermes came from a cabin room, “I apologize, but most of the staff on the Holy Light Divine State Title are not present, so currently only services for playing Hermes Cards are available.”

Several Sacred level characters, having heard of Hermes Cards and read the new novels by Anne MacLennan, were yet to see these magical cards, and they all asked in unison, “We’re eager to see what they’re like.

Are Hermes Cards as fun as Snake Cards?”

Charles merely shrugged, not hindering these people, and soon over a dozen Great Act Devils appeared, leading the group of Sacred level characters into a cabin that had originally been a casino.

Now it seemed much emptier without most of the staff and without any of Charles Meklen’s subordinates present.

The dozen or so Sacred level characters sat at the card table and were quickly drawn into the complex gameplay of the Hermes Cards.

Half an hour later, generals from other countries sought an audience, and Charles allowed them aboard.

Soon, a steady stream of people arrived, turning the Holy Light Divine State Title into a bustling hub.

The previously absent Great Act Devils began showing up one by one.

They possessed physiques so perfect that humans could hardly believe, faces as exquisite as works of art without a single flaw.

Coupled with animated and delightful, calm and indifferent, cold and elegant, and tender and charming personalities, they abruptly made the saints and generals from various nations feel as though they were in heaven, convinced that the reputation of the Holy Light Divine State Title was well-deserved.

Charles stood at the bow for a while and saw Brozeh and Count Constantine reappear.

With a faint smile, he said, “How do you both feel?”

Brozeh returned the smile and said, “Very rewarding.”

Charles handed Don Quixote Cervantes’s notes to the philosopher and said, “I have finished reading the notes.

Thank you, Mr.

Brozeh, for lending such precious knowledge.”

Brozeh carefully stowed the notebook away and said, “If not for the dangerous nature concealed within these notes, I would not hesitate to gift them to you, but indeed, they are somewhat risky.”

Charles nodded, with Hermes’s warning, he actually believed Brozeh wasn’t lying.

Count Constantine glanced at the lively Holy Light Divine State Title and said with a smile, “I now know why Andreas does not wish to return.”

Charles could say nothing, so he remained silent.

Seeing that the two Peak Sacred level individuals had no intention of leaving, he invited them for a bath in the ship’s hot spring pool!

Inspired by modern luxury cruise liners, Charles had made some modifications to the Holy Light Divine State Title, and such hot spring pools were a common feature.

The two Peak Sacred level individuals happily accepted the invitation.

The trio reached the highest deck, and soon, dozens of the highest-quality Great Act Devils brought them various fruits, slushies, grilled meat, fruit wine, champagne, beer, and even a variety of drinks that Charles had accidentally invented.

When the three of them disrobed and soaked in the hot spring pool, these Great Act Devils began to dance gracefully alongside.

The dances performed by the group of Great Act Devils were those Charles had seen before his transmigration; scrolling through Bilibili, TikTok, and Kuaishou, they were among the most popular at the time.

Nearby, Great Act Devils sang melodiously or played musical instruments for background music.

Even though the two Peak Sacred level individuals prided themselves on having seen everything, the scene before them brought a sense of delight as if declaring, “From now on, the negligent ruler neglects morning court.”

Brozeh raised a glass filled with fruit juice and slushies, taking a hearty gulp.

Despite his age, the old man’s body was still robust, and as a philosopher in this world without moral constraints, he seemed exceptionally lively.

He said to Charles, “I heard that within the Mecklen Duchy, there’s also a Hot Spring Mountain, said to be on par with the Holy Light Divine State Title?”

Charles replied, “After all, the Holy Light Divine State Title is a Legendary Warship often required on the battlefield, only able to provide some entertainment for the officers.

I think ordinary people need this kind of life too, so I replicated all the recreational facilities here on Hot Spring Mountain, which is many times larger in scale than the Holy Light Divine State Title—after all, it’s an entire mountain!”

Brozeh smiled and asked, “After the war ends, I would actually like to spend some time on Hot Spring Mountain.”

Overjoyed, Charles said, “I will arrange a villa with the best view for the philosopher and provide the freshest and most delicious Great Act Devils.

If the philosopher has any special tastes, we can accommodate those as well.”

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Brozeh’s desire to visit the Mecklen Duchy was a great opportunity, and how could Charles possibly refuse?

Charles had never imagined that Hot Spring Mountain would attract such Peak Sacred level individuals.

Brozeh didn’t bring it up again but instead began to share his insights about the Divine level.

Count Constantine was also generous in sharing his experiences, and occasionally Charles would mention something from Juno’s Notes or the Great Emerald Book, which both Peak Sacred level individuals found deeply insightful.