Standing in front of a large, yet, ordinary-looking set of cages, Jason looked around before he saw the Ifrytor and Ifry he had caught.
They were in different cages that were placed right next to each other and were being locked up.
An Ariyor was taking care of them right now, using its silver affinity before it took out handcuffs from the spatial ring it had.
After enveloping the handcuffs with the quicksilver it had manifested, the Ariyor sealed the Ifrytor and Ifry's already damaged mana core by cuffing their hands with the unique-looking handcuffs.
From the appearance, both the cages and handcuffs looked very ordinary, but Jason knew that this was not the case.
The materials used for everything were extremely precious by mankind's standards and he doubted that one could produce handcuffs or a cage as the ones he saw in front of him with the materials one could find on Argos.
Furthermore, Jason was able to perceive hundreds of tiny runes inscribed within the innermost parts of the cages and handcuffs.
Seeing all of that, he felt safe and his previous thought about the Ifrytor and Ifry trying to take revenge on him with a hidden trump had almost completely dispersed.
The Ariyor that had taken care of the prisoners stepped out of the cage until it saw Jason waiting nearby.
It didn't know how to speak human language, as such the Ariyor spoke slowly in the universal language, hoping that it could be roughly understood.
"Wait here! Fasro will be here soon!"
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He had understood the Ariyor but that didn't mean he could just start speaking in the universal language.
"Ah...ok, thanks"
Only five minutes later, Jason perceived the strong mana fluctuation from someone flying towards him.
He turned around and lifted his head in order to look into the sky, where a three-meter tall Ariyor could be seen.
It was probably the Ariyor called Fasro and Jason didn't need long to inspects his mana core. He had six solidified prismarine crystals and was probably one of or the strongest Ariyor that was present.
Jason was unsure what the highest mana core rank was in order to jump through the world bridges that were called rifts by humans.
He had seen a few Prismar stage individuals but Fasro's mana core rank was even higher than the Shadow walker he had encountered a long time ago.
It had almost been two years since that day and Jason didn't even notice that so much time had passed!
Being busy with all kinds of tasks was definitely one of the biggest reasons for this. Another reason would be that absorbing mana allows one to lose the track of time during the fully focused state of one's mana absorption.
Taking a deep breath, Jason greeted Fasro, the Ariyor, who was diving towards him, in human language.
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The moment Fasro arrived on the ground, he was greeted by a human that looked extremely young for the human race's standards. This led him to scan through the youth's mana core, which was large in size.
However, the young man had only four drops of liquefied mana which caused him to ask.
"Are you sure that you've defeated the Ifrytor and Ifry?"
Jason, who had expected that he would be asked this question, summoned Solaris.
It released its whole strength at once before burning down within a moment, and Jason didn't have to say anything as the Ariyor said
"You were the human with the high-ranked origin flame, I see!...This has nothing to do with the later investigation of the Ifrytor and Ifry, but do you mind telling me how you obtained this origin flame?
I guess you can tell that the black origin flame is not ordinary, and there shouldn't be a flame like that on Argos. Even on our worlds, there might only be one such flame in several thousand years, and that would already be fortunate!"
When Jason had heard this, he was astonished for a moment, because Solaris was rarer than he had expected.
"One high-ranked origin flame, every few thousand years on several planets?... To be honest, I found Solaris in its crystal-state on a small Island called Astrix. At that time I was in the hideout of a mutated, Lord-ranked Goblin King with a strong fire ability.
If I were to guess, I would say that it was someone from a foreign race, who provided the black origin flame crystal, trying to make the Goblin King stronger?"
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'Luckily, I said Lord rank and not late Lique…'
"Goblin King...I doubt that a real Goblin King arrived on Argos, otherwise the whole planet would have been destroyed by now!"
After Fasro had said that in the human language he had switched to the universal language as he mumbled to himself
"Rather than a Goblin King, it might have been one of its descendants? That's more likely as they can procure multiple affinities...but who would try to nurture a Goblin King's descendant with a high-ranked origin flame? On a planet without an extremely low-density of mana at that…"
Jason was astonished about what he heard, but his expression didn't move an inch as he asked
"Shall we interrogate the Ifrytor and Ifry first? If Sir wants to, we can talk about other things later. I'm very interested in the Ariyor race, other races, and the worlds Sir has been talking about!"
Fasro felt that Jason was different from other humans because he was not instinctively repulsive, angry, or even disgusted by their race, which was made up of a liquefied mass of special quicksilver.
There were only a few humans that had been able to talk freely with the Ariyo race, without the need to hold back or think too much about the words they spoke.
In the end, mankind's current stance, and the fact that the Ariyor race helped the Shaibi clan because they had a soulbond with a cleanse curse ability, were good reasons for their behavior. Additionally, there was the instinctive disgust most humans had against foreign races because of the past.
If one were to add that the Ariyor race was a liquid race, whose only similar trait was the human appearance some of the Ariyor race had!
Yet, the young youth, whose appearance seemed to be unique among his race too, was behaving as if there was no difference between him being a human and that he was talking to an Ariyor right now.
His eyes were gleaming brightly and he had a faint smile on his lips.
"Just call me Fasro, and if you want, I can bring you to someone more knowledgeable than me. She can tell you a lot more than I can!"
This was something, Jason didn't expect, but it made him happy and he said
"Thank you, that would be great!"
After their short introduction was finally done, Jason entered the first cage in which the Ifry sat inside, while Fasro went inside the cage with the Ifrytor inside.
"I brought the human you wanted to see, now tell me where your hideout is!!" Fasro said with a cold voice as he released quicksilver from his hands that enveloped the Ifrytor who was staring at the Ariyo with killing intent leaking from his eyes.
"You disgusting mass of shit, let's see how long you'll feel like your race and this puny human clan will have the upper hand!! We shall give you a surprise for bringing the human with you...It's just unfortunate that your race is too full of itself! Did you really think the Kalasdra cages and handcuffs would be enough to hinder us in taking revenge?"
Jason had heard the words which the Ifrytor had shouted out and only a moment later, he could see a faint, yet cruel smile in the Ifry's face, who stared at him.
"F*ck!" It was not difficult to connect the clues the Ifrytor's words and Ifry's expression showcased.
At the same time, he saw this, his mana eyes perceived how a tiny, red drop that looked similar to liquefied drops of mana, yet crimson-red in color, entered the Ifry's mana core.
A chain-reaction was caused and the mana core within the Ifry began to heat up within the next few seconds as he said
"Good-bye...FOOL!"
