HBWnovel Chapter 37: Chapter37-Targeted Teleportation Scroll
Chapter 37: Chapter37-Targeted Teleportation Scroll
"Big sister, what are you still hesitating about? What's left in the Pioneer Squad worth holding on to? Brother Qing is dead, Yuta and Lawrence have been executed. The Pioneer Squad is no longer the same as you remember it. Leaving and joining Brother John is the best choice."
"I understand everything you're saying. It's not that I still have expectations for the Pioneer Squad, it's just that I can't..."
Helena bit her lip lightly, a trace of sadness flickering in her eyes.
Seeing this, John sighed softly, patted Exiled Immortal on the shoulder, and led him outside.
"John, why don't you try to persuade big sister? Why leave it all to me?"
"You're too impatient. Helena has just gone through so much—losing comrades, betrayal by close friends. Too many things are weighing on her heart, turning it into a mess. What we need to do now is give her time. We can't push her too hard."
"I'm just thinking of what's best for big sister..."
"Helena will understand your intentions. Let's give her some more time."
After convincing Exiled Immortal, John thought about returning to his room to continue studying alchemy and the [Trickster] class.
But as soon as John opened the door, he saw Helena standing in his room, her back to him, breathing heavily.
"He-Helena, what are you doing here?"
John swallowed hard; the atmosphere made him hesitant to approach.
"John, Lawrence is dead."
"Yes, he's dead. He paid the price for his betrayal. He was just a traitor, not worth your sorrow."
Hearing this, Helena nodded slightly, but soon shook her head again.
"I just can't accept that the next time I log out, a friend of so many years will never wake up again. Lawrence wasn't like this before..."
"But when mistakes are made, there are always consequences."
"John, I'm feeling really confused. Can you hold me?"
Helena's abrupt statement left John momentarily distracted, and before he could react, Helena had already thrown herself into his arms.
"Helena, you..."
John's words were cut off as a sweet scent overwhelmed his senses, followed by the soft touch at the corner of his lips.
That damnably real sensation even allowed John to feel Helena's rising body temperature!
Their intertwined tongues finally parted, a transparent thread stretching and breaking between them.
The sudden kiss left John's mind blank, and he could only feel his flushed face and quickened heartbeat.
"Did I scare you?"
Helena didn't seem as composed as she appeared, turning her head shyly, her cheeks flushed. Perhaps it was the sunlight reflecting off her fiery red hair that colored her cheeks.
If he could, Lawrence would rush into Helena's room right now and vent his desires.
Unfortunately, [Apocalypse] seemed to have anticipated this. If the body was attacked or even touched in the outside world, the system would forcefully log them out to handle real-world dangers.
Rather than exposing that he was still alive, it was better to use this to hide his identity and bide his time.
As for this shelter, Lawrence clearly couldn't stay here any longer. After packing his belongings, he took nearly all the food from the shelter, leaving Helena alone in the abandoned bunker.
Lawrence needed a new place to stay, and the food he had would last him ten days. If he didn't find a new shelter or more food within ten days, he would die just the same.
...
Not long after Lawrence left, Helena woke up as well.
Despite their years as childhood friends, Helena couldn't bring herself to let Lawrence's body rot, even if it was for the sake of their deceased parents—she had to bury him.
But...
After a moment of waking up, Helena sat up and instinctively reached for something beside her, only to grab at empty air.
"Strange, I clearly remember putting a bottle of water by the bed... Did I misremember?"
Helena furrowed her brows, thinking it was her own oversight.
But when she went to the next room, Lawrence's body, along with all the food in the shelter, was gone.
Helena searched the entire bunker, finding only a final can of beans and half a bottle of water.
It was clear that an intruder had stolen the food and Lawrence's body.
Now, Helena might still hold out for a while, but without the food, the bunker was no longer safe. These issues weighed heavily on Helena's mind, making her expression increasingly grim.
"Should I leave the bunker and find a new, safe shelter with enough food?"
Helena's unintended thought aligned with Lawrence's, but unlike him, an image of John inexplicably floated into her mind.
After hesitating for a moment, Helena decided to discuss the matter with John. She hid the last can of beans and logged back into the game.
After explaining her current situation to John, Helena asked, "John, you said we would meet soon. Do you have a way?"
"The Targeted Teleportation Scroll. It's a teleportation scroll that works in the real world. As long as the destination coordinates are set to my location, you can teleport here without incantations, ignoring the distance.
However... the Targeted Teleportation Scroll is extremely rare. It only has a small chance of dropping from BOSS-level dungeons, about one in a thousand."
Hearing this, Helena's newly kindled hope was extinguished once again, but she remained undeterred. "One in a thousand... If I clear a thousand dungeons, I'll get it eventually, right?"
"Why go through all that trouble? I only said it's rare, but since I have to take responsibility for you, I've already prepared one."
John smiled and handed a parchment scroll to Helena.
"Are you ready to meet me?"