Inala didn’t blindly target Safara. He first observed the type of customers that entered her restaurant. Most of them were high-profile people, ranging from bureaucrats to even nobility. 𝑂𝒱𝑙xt.𝗇𝓔t
If the people frequenting her establishment were people of such calibre, then sensitive information ought to circulate there, especially since the restaurant also promised them other activities, from alcohol to casual gambling.
Safara’s powers were also geared towards making her target relax. And if someone is relaxed, and starts downing alcohol and are having an enjoyable time, they are bound to blurt out a bunch of state secrets.
She was perfectly sneaky about everything, intending to use such secrets as leverage to strengthen her influence. Therefore, her customers didn’t seem aware of it. Maybe they were aware and didn’t seem to mind. That part wasn’t exactly clear.
But Inala was able to judge that Safara knew more than her strength could handle. Hence, she was the perfect target to interrogate.
Secured in her office were a bunch of scrolls with sensitive information that she had collected over the years. By appearing as a teenage girl, he made Safara drop down her guard for a moment, using that opportunity to observe her body language.
It was how he determined where the scrolls were. It did save him some time, instead of needing to search through her entire office.
“P-Please don’t kill me.” Safara trembled in fear, ‘If my possession of such information is made public, I will be killed.’
“Relax, I’m not interested in anything other than the information you have.” Inala expressed annoyance, “Give me what I want and I’ll leave.”
In Sumatra Continent, it was tough to travel from one place to another. After all, even after reaching the peak of cultivation, travelling through dangerous Pranic Beast territories one after another was a death sentence.
Therefore, the most valuable of all were maps. To make a map took decades to centuries, leading to the loss of countless lives of explorers. Bit by bit, the information was accumulated over the years.
And in times of crisis, this information was used for the betterment of the Kingdom or Empire.
It seemed Safara had an ability similar to photographic memory, developed through her Eruppa Avatar. Through it, she gleaned information from the bureaucrats, bits and pieces, over the years and compiled them into a map of her own.
“I wanted to set up a mine in the future to harvest valuable minerals.” Safara said, “Anyone that controls a mine becomes one of the wealthiest in the Kingdom. It was with this thought in mind did I splurge all my wealth to purchase Eruppa.”
Her Eruppa Avatar only covered her hands, despite her earnest efforts to procure it. This mineral was just that expensive. After all, the more her Eruppa Avatar developed, the greater her lifespan became.
From the Mammoth Clan’s perspective, that was the same as fusing with a beginner Silver Grade Pranic Beast. Therefore, Safara was playing the long game here as she was guaranteed to live for a long time.
‘It seems my judgement was correct this time.’ Inala thought and opened the map, frowning in response immediately, ‘Shit!’
The map wasn’t detailed, but it listed prominent locations. He quickly looked through it and spotted a known location, ‘There’s Rathar Desert. I remember Sumatra Chronicles mentioning it being located 17,000 kilometres away from Dieng Canyon.’
The Rumtara Kingdom and the Brimgan Empire were also listed on the map. Rumtara Kingdom was located 22,000 kilometres North-East of Ganrimb Kingdom while Brimgan Empire was located 12,000 kilometres North.
Rathar Desert was 44,000 kilometres South-West to Ganrimb Kingdom. And 17,000 kilometres south from it was the edges of the Dieng Canyon.
The Dieng Canyon was a sprawling terrain, too large to comment about, spanning thousands of kilometres in size. Therefore, had they arrived at Rumtara Kingdom, they would have just been beyond the 100,000 KM range for the baby Gannala’s voice to be heard by both the herd and the Boar King that were in the Dieng Canyon.
But by being in the Ganrimb Kingdom, they were well within the range for baby Gannala’s cries to be heard. It was why Inala was cursing mentally, ‘Once the giant Prana Bomb breaks tomorrow, her voice would be heard loud and clear. Even if I can create larger Prana Bombs over and over, it doesn’t solve the root issue.’
‘Baby Gannala cannot live inside the Prana Bomb for long. Her development would be hindered. Moreover, there’s a limit to how much resources I can stuff inside a Prana Bomb, not to mention the maximum size I can make one.’ He grunted, estimating, ‘The most I should be able to buy is a few days’ worth of time. If baby Gannala’s growth accelerates, that time falls shorter.’
In short, the Boar King would be hot on his trails soon after. ‘I need to do something about that first.’
Inala looked through the maps and all other scrolls Safara had collected, recording everything in a Bone Slip. He then knocked her out and left the establishment, stealing a bunch of items along the way, including her money.
Safara was filthy rich anyway. It wouldn’t hurt her to lose a few days’ worth of revenue. With that thought in mind, he made preparations for him and Asaeya to eventually settle in the Ganrimb Kingdom. They planned to stay there until they prepared enough to make the journey to the Brimgan Empire.
Traversing 12,000 kilometres through Pranic Beast territory was suicide. He first would have to determine a safe route and then accumulate enough strength and resources for the journey.
Since the Ganrimb Kingdom migrated 380 years ago, they were definitely in possession of a safe route that they had traversed through before. His goal up next was to find the route. ‘But first, I need to make a plan towards the Boar King.’
Inala observed the wall for a few minutes. And once the coast was clear, he leaped out and sprinted towards the closest forest, having returned to his male form. By accessing the Bone Slip, he observed the map of the Ganrimb Kingdom, ‘The reason this Kingdom could develop like an Empire is thanks to the actions of the Rockatrice and Carcass Snail’s group. There are five of them in total. And one of them is the Mudropper that’s said to have gone extinct eons ago.’
There was a large ring covering the territories of both the Ganrimb Kingdom and the Ravaged Tribes under the rule of a Silver Grade Pranic Beast each. This ring was special and had been created by the Mudropper, an Advance Silver Grade Pranic Beast, a special entity.
‘Mudropper!’ Inala’s eyes shone with greed, ‘If I can get my hands on its egg, I can get a Mammoth Clansman to fuse with it. It’ll be a strategic power unlike anything.’