Chapter 1295
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Chapter 1295 The Eve of the Storm
“Is it him?”
Anqingyu also spoke with surprise.
“Who? Is it someone you know?” Baili Pangpang asked in confusion.
“For me, yes, but you probably don’t know him,” Anqingyu extended his hand, pointing toward the figure walking slowly through the swirling yellow sand in the distance, carrying a heavy black box on his back.
“Leng Xuan?”
The Knight was stunned.
“You know him too?” Anqingyu asked.
“Yes, he used to work with Si Xiaonan, and he’s good friends with our president,” the Knight rubbed his chin in confusion. “But at this time, shouldn’t he be in Asgard with Si Xiaonan, preparing for something big?”
Leng Xuan approached the group carrying his black box, his gaze sweeping across the Shangye Association members before settling on Anqingyu, surprise appearing in his eyes.
“Why are you all here?”
“To rescue people.”
Leng Xuan seemed to realize something, “You’re here to rescue Qiye and Jinian?”
Hearing these words, everyone’s eyes immediately lit up. Baili Pangpang quickly stepped forward and couldn’t help asking:
“Brother, do you know where they are?”
“I do. Xiaonan just sent me intelligence,” Leng Xuan nodded. “Qiye is fine, he has successfully infiltrated the Norse gods’ inner circle and is now with Xiaonan… Jinian is still locked in the Abyss Dungeon, but Xiaonan says she’s not in any immediate danger.”
Everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
“As expected of Qiye! He’s even starting to take over Zhan-ge’s job?” Baili Pangpang chuckled.
“Abyss Dungeon?” Hearing this name, the Knight’s expression immediately became solemn. “That place isn’t easy to rescue someone from…”
“Even if you want to rescue her, there’s no way now,” Leng Xuan calmly said. “Loki has sealed the passage between the ‘Human Circle’ and Asgard. We can’t go up.”
“The passage is sealed? Why?”
“He wants to set up something here, and he can’t be disturbed by anyone… If you want to save Jinian, we can only rely on Xiaonan and Qiye.”
Leng Xuan was silent for a moment, his gaze sweeping across everyone, a glimmer of light appearing in his eyes.
“You’ve come at the right time. There are some things I might not be able to handle alone…
I need your help.”
…
Asgard.
Lin Qiye returned to his quarters, locked the door, and began pacing and thinking deeply.
“Bragi, Bragi… how did you get out of the hospital? What exactly is your illness?”
After pondering for a long time with no progress, Lin Qiye simply sat on the bed and sank his consciousness into the Gods’ Mental Hospital in his mind.
Wearing a white coat, he quickly crossed the courtyard and headed toward the second-floor ward. Just then, an anxious voice came from the distance:
“Qiye! Qiye! You’re finally back!”
Lin Qiye turned around to see Li Yifei running over anxiously. “Bragi found those letters and has disappeared… I’ve searched the entire hospital but couldn’t find him… I hope nothing bad has happened to him?”
“…He’s fine, he just checked out.”
“Checked out?” Li Yifei was stunned. “Is his illness cured? That doesn’t seem right…”
“You said he found those letters?” Lin Qiye’s expression became extremely serious. “Tell me everything you know.”
Li Yifei nodded and immediately recounted how he had encountered Bragi standing at the warehouse door, then frantically returning to his room to open the mailbox, and then running out of the room in a deranged state.
“You’re saying that after he ran out of his room, he somehow disappeared?” Lin Qiye’s brows furrowed tightly. “Did any staff see where he went?”
“No! I’ve gathered everyone and asked around, but nobody saw where Bragi went… It’s like he vanished into thin air! It’s really strange…”
“When did he disappear?”
“Around 9:30? Definitely before 9:40.”
Lin Qiye’s frown deepened.
If what Li Yifei said was true, then from Bragi’s disappearance to his treatment progress reaching 100% and leaving the hospital, the difference was at most three minutes.
What happened in these three minutes that could allow Bragi, whose treatment progress was far from complete, to be discharged directly?
Lin Qiye listed two possibilities:
First, within these three minutes, Bragi either had a revelation or received some other stimulation that truly cured his illness, allowing him to perfectly leave the hospital.
Second, the hospital, for some unknown reason, misjudged Bragi’s condition and inexplicably raised his progress to 100%.
Judging from Bragi’s previous state, although the first possibility existed, it wasn’t very likely… Could it be the second?
But since Lin Qiye had obtained this hospital, such a situation had never occurred.
For some reason, Lin Qiye’s mind once again recalled the scene when he returned to the hospital and saw with his own eyes the panel changing from “God of Poetry and Music Bragi” to “God of Poetry and Music-God of Youth-Bragi.”
This process seemed extremely strange to Lin Qiye. If this was also an error of the hospital, could Bragi’s progress bar suddenly reaching maximum also be one of the errors?
While pondering, Lin Qiye walked into the empty Ward No. 3.
In the ward, except for the deformed red mailbox that had been thrown, all other items were neatly arranged in place, as if the owner had just temporarily gone out and would return soon.
He carefully searched every corner of the ward but found nothing besides the letters that could prove “Idunn” had ever existed.
Lin Qiye sat dazed at the table, looking at the mirror surface reflecting his face. In his trance, he seemed to see the lonely Bragi during this time, writing letters, putting them in the mailbox, then reading and replying to them himself, day after day, night after night…
Lin Qiye felt as if a stone was lodged in his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.
After some time, a helpless sigh came from within the room.
Although doubts remained, Bragi’s discharge had become a fact. There were too many things to do now, and whether “Idunn” existed or not, he could only find ways to clarify after all the turmoil had passed.
Lin Qiye’s consciousness returned to the real world. By now, the sky outside had completely darkened.
In the dim room, Lin Qiye’s eyes flickered with faint light.
Tomorrow would be the day Loki announced his challenge for supremacy,
And also the last day for him to fulfill his mission.
Under the dead silent night sky, Lin Qiye could already smell something unusual in the air…
The storm was coming.
