My Abyss Survival Diary

Chapter 85 New Goals

"You want to drag the Empire into this?"

As soon as Brienne mentioned the nun, Simon saw through her little scheme. With red eyes, Frani tilted her head, still not understanding what they were saying.

"That's right." Brienne in the birdcage readily admitted, "The Empire hates you, but compared to a traitor like Karl, you're no different from a cute little white rabbit."

When Brienne saw the two steam-powered suits of armor, she pieced together the general outline of what had happened.

What she said makes sense. So far, Simon's crimes include stealing and reading forbidden items, violently assaulting the church priests twice after entering the Abyss, cooperating with the sinful cave raiders, using the items of the Spirit Callers, and escaping to the second level with samples that the Empire desperately needed.

But compared to the crime that threatened to overthrow the empire, his offenses were far too minor.

"That nun, if I'm not mistaken, should belong to one of the Holy Hammer Sisters' expedition teams," Brienne continued.

"She belongs to the nuns and also to the Empire. The Empire will believe her. As long as she tells the old priest of the Empire what happened on the second floor, the Empire will definitely take action. A great war will break out between the Empire and the rebels, and we just need to wait and see."

Simon fell into careful thought...

The game of killing is not important; getting caught up in it will only cause you to lose sight of the bigger picture.

Even after handing over the flesh of the Hungry Angel as evidence of his sins, Karl still showed no intention of letting him leave the Abyss. He only wanted the candidate for the new Iron Emperor and would not consider anything else.

The current situation is that he firmly controls the second level. The Iron Warriors and the fanatical legion are all at his disposal. Even if there is a passage to leave the abyss, he will block it. He is the emperor of the second level. As long as he gives an order, everyone will obediently play the game with him.

If a third party is introduced at this point, his control over the entire second layer will plummet instantly, and the situation will inevitably be different.

Whether this situation will benefit them or harm them, he didn't know.

But no matter what, the situation can't be any worse than it is now.

After summarizing, Florian asked, "So, we send that nun back and call down the Imperials to help us deal with Karl?"

"That's pretty much it," Brienne replied.

The two looked at Simon at the same time, waiting for his decision.

After much deliberation, he finally agreed to Brienne's idea.

"We pretended to be fully engaged in the game, then sent the nun up to persuade the Empire to send people down to wipe out Karl and his group."

Only in this way can they have a chance to escape; otherwise, they will only get more and more trapped in the game.

"However, there is a small question here," Brienne suddenly asked. "Going from the second floor to the first floor isn't impossible, so why does that nun stay on the second floor and refuse to return to the first floor?"

"I don't know, let's find the nun first."

Simon dusted himself off his pants and stood up. Florian stood behind him with the birdcage.

He gazed at the boundless sea of ​​flowers in the distance.

The morning breeze blew from the depths of the flower field, carrying a sweet, almost dizzying scent. The petals swirled in the wind, like an ocean dyed crimson and dark blue.

It's unrealistically beautiful, so beautiful it sends chills down your spine.

They walked through the gaps between the flower beds, which were so narrow that only one person could pass at a time, with flowers on either side reaching up to Simon's waist.

Petals squeezed in from both sides, brushing against Simon's trouser legs and Flora's cuffs. The dewy petals rubbed against their clothes, leaving wet, dark purple streaks.

The air grew sweeter and sweeter, to the point of being cloying, as if there was a layer of syrup stuck in my throat.

A rustling sound came from ahead.

Simon stopped, raised his harpoon, and stood in front of Flannery.

The sound grew closer and more frequent, like something rolling around in the flowers.

A predator darted out from between the flowerbeds. It wasn't large, a bit smaller than the ones on the first layer, but it was more agile.

Simon swiftly swung his harpoon, sending it flying!

Its body landed heavily in the flower field. It rolled around in the flowers, rubbing its back against the petals and digging at the soil with its paws, just like a dog that had been bitten mad by fleas.

The petals were crushed by it, and the juice splattered onto its grayish-white skin. The juice seeped into its pores and into its wounds, and its body began to convulse excitedly.

Its eyes were bloodshot, its pupils were dilated, white foam was coming out of its mouth, and its limbs were kicking wildly on the ground, as if it was frantically chasing something unseen.

From its excited convulsions to its stillness, only a few minutes had passed. The corpse lay in the crushed flowerbed, its mouth still open, its tongue dangling from the corner of its mouth, covered with white foam and pollen.

This couldn't be wasted. Simon went to the carcass, squatted down, and used his dagger to peel back the skin on the back of the beast's neck.

He cut off a piece of meat from the side of the hunting animal, cut it into small pieces, and stuffed it into a glass jar.

"The Killer Bees need food, and they really like the meat of their prey."

Flani crouched beside the carcass of the hunted beast, tilted her head, and poked the beast's paw with her finger.

"My injections are made from some kind of flower here," she said. "The white injection, the purple injection, and the yellow injection are all extracted from the flowers on the second layer. The boss took me down here to pick flowers several times, but I can't remember which one it was."

Influenced by the blessing of the Mother of Abundance, Simon can now gather a single flower and know its approximate effects.

However, just to be on the safe side, he had not yet collected a large number of flowers. After all, the Mother of Abundance would not tell him about the side effects of the flowers in addition to their benefits. Moreover, he had the ability to resist poison, but the people around him did not. It was best to be cautious.

At the end of the flower field was a gentle slope covered with small, low-lying white flowers with thin petals that trembled gently in the wind. The air was no longer sweet, but had a faint, herbal bitterness.

Simon quickened his pace and climbed to the top of the slope, but he suddenly noticed a figure standing on the other side of the slope, waiting for them.

Backlit, the person's face was obscured; only the enormous, sealed helmet was visible.

An imperial adventurer who declined to reveal his name.

"Good morning, everyone." The Imperial adventurer greeted them with heavy breathing. "How's your progress going?"

Simon wouldn't answer his question directly: "Aren't you tired wearing such heavy gear and such a heavy helmet?"

"I'm very tired, so I have to rest after running only a few steps," the adventurer honestly admitted.

Seeing that he was quite friendly, Simon went straight to the point and asked the key question:

"Have you seen that nun?"

"A nun? Ha! I advise you not to get involved with that woman... she's a complete madwoman!"