Martial Arts Worlds - Chapter 798
Chapter 798: Dreams…
In the backyard of the Martial Redemption, there was a tree planted, and it had a swing hanging from one of its branches.
At the current moment, Julian and Jock were sitting in the swing, which was wide enough to fit three people.
“…You wanted to talk?”
Julian asked.
“I heard you’re planning to go to Dead World. I think I know who you are. You are Julian Noah, the White Demon of the Underworld, right?”
Jock asked.
There was a slight tremble in his tone, as it was clear that he was really nervous being so close to him.
This white-haired man was a legend.
Parents were telling nightmare stories about him to their children, and his name had become very infamous.
After the fall of the pirates, a new power rose from the Dark Countries—the Underworld League.
The former pirates, criminals, and all kinds of evil joined the Underworld League, and it quickly rose in power.
It was now as strong as the Navy.
Underworld League had four leaders—Red Demon, Smiling Demon, Beautiful Demon, and White Demon.
They were owners of the four pillars of the Underworld League—Gambling House, Drug Cartel, Nightclub, and Brothel.
“You say that name so casually, yet I don’t sense any fear from you. Are you unusually brave or crazy?”
Julian looked at him with a chilly gaze.
“…You are Miss Aoi’s friend… It means you cannot be a bad person… She doesn’t like bad people.”
Jock said.
“Hahahahaha!”
Julian laughed so hard that tears almost fell from his eyes, and he patted Jock on the back, almost sending him flying off the swing.
“Ugh… Ugh!”
Jock coughed hard, and rubbed his stinging back.
“What did you want to talk about?”
Julian asked.
“…I have been having dreams. Very strange, vivid dreams, like I am there in those dreams in person…”
Jock said with a conflicted look.
“…Okay, and?”
Julian raised an eyebrow.
He didn’t quite understand what Jock was trying to say, as every person had experienced dreams, and they were not that big of a deal.
“…Kiernan is in those dreams, hanging from chains in some kind of damp prison cell, and he is being tortured by… Black Knights?
“I think I heard Black Knight being mentioned a couple of times in those dreams.
“They are trying to get some information out of him… but sometimes they torture him out of fun and laugh while doing so…
“Yet, in those dreams, I have never heard Kiernan speak a word. Not a single sound of pain or anguish escapes his lips.
“I once thought that he was dead in those dreams, but his eyes are wide open… staring into the void, but I feel like he is staring at me!”
Jock said and shuddered because of the sudden cold wind.
“…Those are just dreams. I’ve had my fair share of nightmares about Kiernan, as I have been wondering how he died.
“In those nightmares, I’ve seen many scenarios of how he could’ve died, but in the end, they are just dreams.”
Julian said.
“I did some digging, and I went through many Mindbreaker books in the library. Apparently, there are some Mindbreaker users that can communicate with dreams.
“Like, if you are far away from someone, you can make a person who is halfway across the world, dream!”
Jock said.
“…I know what you’re getting after, but Kiernan wasn’t a Mindbreaker user. I think he was a user of some darkness power. Kinetra-type, I think it was.”
Julian said.
“I know that, but I think Kiernan is a special Martial Ability user. Even more special than people with Special-Type powers.
“At first, there were records of him having a Conjuration-Type power called Black Qi. It only allowed him to conjure an outfit. It manifested for the first time in his match against Beast Prince Arazimir.
“Then… He used his darkness powers for the first time in the King of the Martial tournament. That is Kinetra-type power.
“It looks like he is capable of using Conjuration and Kinetra powers, so what if he can also do Mindbreaker?”
Jock asked with rough breathing.
He was getting excited just by thinking about it.
“…”
Julian looked at him silently with a frown, thought about it, and did start to make a lot of sense, but he was also pulling on some strings there.
“…I don’t know. Maybe he is simply Special-type user, kept it a secret, and at first, only knew how to conjure his darkness powers as the Black Qi, and slowly began mastering it more and more.”
He said.
“I DON’T KNOW!”
Jock grabbed his head, winced in pain, and said.
“…I am pretty durable when it comes to physical pain, but this is a different kind of pain, like my mind is breaking. I really think that Kiernan is still somewhere out there, trying to ask for help!”
“Alright…”
Julian patted him on the back and then asked.
“If that’s the case, why you? Why not me or Aoi? I think he would love for Aoi to know that he is alive.”
Julian asked.
“…I think their mind wouldn’t be able to handle those dreams. I am barely keeping it together, and that’s because I am weird as fuck…”
Jock said.
“Aoi is a Martial Legend… I think she could handle it better than you.”
Julian said with a frown.
“It doesn’t matter how strong she is. The mind is the only thing that doesn’t strengthen. I think Kiernan knows that and if he did that to her, she would break.”
Jock said.
“…I will be going to Dead World, and if you are correct, I will find Kiernan and bring him back home.”
Julian said.
“I think you won’t make it back. If what I’ve seen is real, there are dangers in Dead World beyond your comprehension.
“That place is so dangerous that even someone as great as Kiernan is completely helpless over there.”
Jock said.
“Well, someone has to help him, and I will be his best bet!”
Julian hopped off the swing and cracked his knuckles.
“…Can I come with you?”
Jock asked.
“Absolutely not. Aoi will kill me if I do that, and you are still young with your entire life ahead of you!”
Julian immediately shot down his suggestion.
“Giggle~ I sure heard something interesting just now. Kiernan is alive, hmm? How intriguing. I wonder what he encountered over there that has stopped him from coming back.”
In that moment, they heard a voice behind them and turned around to see Renette standing on top of a fence.
“…You… What are you…?”
Julian’s eyes shook.