Chapter 163: The Noble Lady Who Slept for a Thousand Years
"Uh... ah..."
The woman inside the Coffin slightly opened her pale lips and let out a low moan. It seemed like she hadn't spoken for a long time, and her voice was severely hoarse and stiff. Her gradually widening blue eyes stared fixedly as if they had lost focus, without blinking. It took a long time for them to adjust and regain their crystal clear luster. All signs indicated that the woman before him had been sleeping for a very, very long time.
As if sorting through scattered fragments In One's Head, she lay there for several minutes before slowly moving a little, seemingly wanting to sit up. Unfortunately, her Body that had just woken up was too stiff; her upper Body only bent slightly, and with a "thud," she lay back down. After trying this several times, she finally succeeded in sitting up.
Hmm...?
It must be said, this woman was quite beautiful. Although she couldn't compare to my Sarah, the pure and elegant charm revealed on her round, oval face, combined with her slender and full figure, and her baby-like snow-white Skin, possessed a unique mature Charm. The snow-white Robe she wore had not a single wrinkle, indicating that before her "sleep," she must have been carefully protected within it. However, according to the customs of Sanctuary, this kind of white Robe is usually worn by the deceased about to be buried. Could she have been mistaken for dead at the time? But why was she placed in the most Holy Prayer Hall? And slept for so long? Who exactly was she?
I carefully observed her. Her Appearance was around thirty, with beautiful Appearance, a good figure, and the noble Temperament revealed in her every Movement. Everything fit the Image of a perfect Noble Lady. Uh... however, according to the age standards of Sanctuary, someone with the Appearance of around thirty should really be forty or fifty. If she was a Strongest Expert possessing Strength, she might be much older; just look at that old hag Kashya who refuses to admit her age... No, no, age doesn't matter, right? The most important Matter is who she is and why she is here?
After the "Sleeping Lady" sat up, she seemed to sense the Movement/Activity behind her. She turned her Head back little by little, looking at me standing on the Cross behind her with confused eyes. Her slow, stiff Movement made her look like a machine that hadn't been started for decades.
I did not avoid her Gaze, or rather, I had been hoping she would do something so I could observe more Clue Data to satisfy the curiosity and Question constantly churning In One's Head.
"..." Her mouth moved. She seemed to say something, but because she hadn't spoken for too long, her Throat only produced some unintelligible syllables. She lowered her Head blankly and kept muttering. She seemed to be trying to regain the Feeling of speaking. After a while, she seemed to gain confidence and raised her Head again, looking at me with a dull Gaze. Although the words she spoke from her small mouth were severely distorted, like a foreigner with a thick tongue explaining in awkward Mandarin, it did not prevent me from understanding the Meaning...
"Can... you save... my... Husband...?"
"..." I was struck... Although I didn't have any designs on the beauty before me, generally speaking, when encountering an event like this, which almost only appears at the beginning of romance novels, any Man would more or less have some Expectation, right...? So, hearing those words as soon as she opened her mouth really gave me a mixed Feeling. The falling flowers had intentions, but my flowers hadn't even fallen, and her flowing water had already become heartless...
"Madam, can you explain a Single Point more clearly? It would be best if you could start from the beginning and tell me again, for example, your Name, and why you are here...?" I could only respond to the other party's nonsensical Plead with a helpless bitter smile. Before asking others for help, you should at least first explain the entire Matter/Thing clearly, right?
"I... I'm sorry..." Her Expression looked very troubled, as if she still couldn't properly sort out the things In One's Head. Since her Body was still sitting in the "Coffin," she could only lower her Head to show apology. Even so, the elegant Magnanimity/Tolerance that only Noble Family would display allowed people to fully feel the Sincerity contained within it. It seemed she was indeed a Noble Lady with quite high Status before.
"My Name is Machili Yelisi..."
"Hello, Madam Yelisi. It is my Honor to have the chance to meet such a beautiful lady. It is my Honor, Druid Wu Fan." I gently performed a gentleman's Etiquette. As for the Etiquette in the Diablo World, I am now more or less familiar with a Single Point, although most of it was learned from the Hero Novel Sarah told me about...
Regarding the address "Madam Yelisi," she appeared a bit confused. Having slept for so long, it was quite normal to have this Feeling of being in another Era. However, this Name seemed familiar from somewhere. Sigh, why do I always have this Feeling of being forgetful lately?
Madam Yelisi supported her Body with her hands and stood up slightly unsteadily, then carefully jumped down from the platform. Even such an inelegant Movement looked quite pleasing to the eye when she did it. Of course, while I was making this evaluation, I didn't think that if it were a polite gentleman, he would surely be honored to offer his helping hand, right? Obviously, I, this fake gentleman, was just silently observing from the side.
"This is... the Prayer Hall of the Cathedral?" Madam Yelisi didn't seem to blame me for my lack of Etiquette. After landing on the Ground, she looked around the Surroundings with her dull Gaze, revealing a thoughtful Expression.
"Let's talk as we walk." She looked at me and said somewhat stiffly, then took the lead and stepped forward with her Pace.
"As you wish." I was also very curious about her Husband. She must have slept for quite some Time, right? So what about her Husband? Is he really still alive? I don't know why, I always feel that her entire Body is filled with an unnatural Aura. What exactly is wrong?
Could it be her Demeanor?! That's right, she had been very dull from the beginning, like a Puppet. But considering she had slept for so long, it was naturally impossible for her to recover so quickly, and I felt relieved.
However, I still blocked In Front of her.
"Madam Yelisi, I can feel your anxiety, but it's very Danger ahead, let me clear the way for you."
"Danger? This is the Cathedral! What kind of Danger could there be?" She looked at me blankly.
"..." I thought, which Era did you crawl out of...?
"May I Presumptuous ask what your Husband's Name is?" Just in case, I still asked.
"Alexander Erqitun..." She still replied with that lifeless Expression.
I almost choked. In One's Head quickly recalled the Biography I saw a few days ago in the Military Camp Secret Room. No wonder her Name felt a bit familiar—wasn't it the Name that appeared dozens of times in that Biography?
"Holy Light Crusade Second Legion Commander, Alexander Erqitun?" I repeated the Question, unsure.
"Yes, he is my Husband!" She looked at me firmly and forcefully. A trace of pride finally appeared on her stiff, pretty face.
My heart was churning violently. I never would have thought that the person I was now entrusted to save was actually the important figure I saw in the Biography a few days ago. However, the most important Matter/Thing is, wasn't Alexander Erqitun a figure from the Era before the Hell Forces invasion? That was at least several thousand years ago! Madam Yelisi before me, his Wife, if what she said was true, then she also slept for several thousand years. Is this possible? Moreover, according to the records in the Biography, wasn't she killed by her own Husband? Why would she appear here...?
Countless Question were swelling In One's Head, almost splitting open. Uh, this won't do. At this moment, even if Sherlock Holmes possessed me, I probably couldn't figure it out.
I temporarily suppressed all the Question and chatted with her sentence by sentence. Of course, I also didn't forget to reveal some information to her. When she learned that several thousand years had passed since her Era, and that shortly after her death, the Hell Forces began a full-scale invasion of the entire Sanctuary, and that it was now in a precarious state, a trace of surprise finally appeared on her dull face.
"Madam Yelisi, do you still remember the Matter/Thing that happened before you fell asleep and why you are here?" I cautiously probed.
"..." She was stunned for a while. The deep Sorrow that flashed in her Gaze did not escape my eyes. It seemed that what the Biography said was most likely the Fact. However, she ultimately shook her Head and denied it, using the Fact I had just stated as a reason to Refuse to answer—several thousand years have passed, and many Matter/Thing are already unclear...
"Then, after several thousand years have passed, is Lord Alexander really still here?" While trying not to provoke her, I asked another Question. Since she wanted my help, she should tell me these most basic Question, right? Otherwise, what if I went all that trouble only to find a Skeleton as the Result?
"Yes, I am Affirmative. Because even in my sleep, I can still hear his sorrowful cries. So, please, you must save him..." Hearing her words, my entire Body suddenly shivered. What a Supernatural conversation! Why do I have a bad Premonition?