Pillar of Yita

However, Fang Hong didn’t explain much. As he walked toward the Lizard Warrior Leader, he said to Tata in his mind, ”Tata, can you translate its language for me?”

”Of course, Mr. Knight.” Miss Fairy nodded calmly only in the world of the spirit, as if it were only natural.

So Fang Hong approached the Lizardman and opened his mouth, suddenly making a series of uneven, sharp trill sounds: ”Sss—sss-sss—sss, sss?” (Where do you come from, and why intervene in the conflicts of humans?)

Sophie was taken aback, ”Ade, you speak subterranean Lizardman?”

Fang Hong nodded and replied, ”A bit.”

A bit?

”He can also speak subterranean Lizardman?

Almost everyone in the hall asked the same question.

They looked at each other, wondering how it was that he had so much experience to spend. Learning a language requires a vast amount of experience points and a prolonged investment of time. Typically, only Natural Historians and Poets put in the effort to study languages, and a Grand Guild would at most have a few such specialized talents.

Seeing this scene, even Viuris raised her eyebrows slightly, revealing a hint of being moved for the first time on her frosty face. Chenxi, who noticed this subtle change in expression from the Ice Queen, then asked, ”What’s the matter? I remember you can also speak subterranean Lizardman, right?”

”I speak twenty-three different languages. Subterranean Lizardman is just one of them.”

”Okay then,” the Chairman of Silver Weslan shrugged, ”I know you have a lot of experience.”

”It’s not all about experience,” Virus responded, ”Seven of those languages, similar to the common tongue, I learned on my own.”

”Impressive,” Chenxi could only express admiration. Top contenders like themselves often learned some abilities outside of the system to save experience and to maximize their capacities with the system. However, learning seven languages of the Otherworld was certainly legendary no matter how one looked at it.

But Virus shook her head and pointed to Fang Hong in the image, ”He is, too.”

”What?”

”The Summoner System doesn’t translate languages like that,” Virus accurately discerned, ”He is imitating the sounds on his own. I’ve tried learning subterranean Lizardman too. It’s a very complex agglutinative language because it has retained many word usages and grammatical habits from the ancient Xinsas language. It greatly differs from the common Lizardman language and is extremely difficult to learn.”

She paused, ”I gave up after a few attempts because I realized that you need a certain understanding of the ancient Xinsas Empire to learn this language.”

”How about him?”

”Who knows?” Virus replied.

At the other end of the hall, Ambassador Liao was also rubbing his brow while looking at the report in his hand. The military’s intelligence department wasn’t sitting idly either, and had also immediately analyzed that Fang Hong was conversing with the Warrior Leader in subterranean Lizardman.

More importantly, the language expert summoned by the command center couldn’t even make it halfway there, having rushed over in a hurry to grab him, insisting that the ’young man’ had extreme talent for languages and that they must find a way to recruit him into their work group.

What a joke.

Ambassador Liao thought to himself, that kid had more than just a gift for languages, they haven’t even seen his talent for Combat Artisanship yet. This really was a little monster—by now he guessed that countless departments were probably arguing below, wanting to bring him over. Would it even be their turn?

But he sighed, understanding that although there were many talented language speakers in the country, Eteliria was different from the real world. Merely having a language talent was not enough to sync with the Starlight in the New World; without it, they would be as if hearing a Heavenly Book.

Yet, those with both language talent and the perfect ability to sync with Starlight were far too rare, and more importantly, how many of them would want to become language scholars? After all, with the assistance of the Stargate system on the other side, it wasn’t like they couldn’t understand the languages of the Otherworld.

But very few understood that real communication between worlds isn’t sufficient through the system alone, especially in situations like the present. However, that’s just the reality of the situation.

Of course, Fang Hong wasn’t aware of the difference between the translation provided by the Summoners System and that by Miss Tata; he only knew that although the Night Lizards had temporarily retreated, the trouble hadn’t lessened at all. He had to figure out:

What the Jiefulite Red Cloak Team was really up to.

More importantly, how did that relate to Toragotos’s plans?

At his question, the Lizard Warrior Leader was also stunned, clearly not expecting the other party to speak their language. Within their entire Clan, only a handful of Ritualists understood the humans’ language and were able to communicate with the surface world’s people.

A human who spoke their language was something it had never encountered before.

However, after only a slight hesitation, the Lizard Warrior Leader bared its teeth aggressively and hissed, ”This is none of your business, human.”

Tata translated its intent for him, and Fang Hong nodded slightly before saying to Miss Fairy, ”Tell it that the entire Night Lizard Clan is in grave danger, and I can help them.”

Tata accurately let Fang Hong produce the corresponding sounds.

Upon hearing this, the Lizard Warrior Leader’s eyes displayed a mocking sneer, and it shook its head while calling out twice.

Tata immediately responded, ”It’s telling you that what you said is nonsense because the great Xinsas land’s holy nation will soon return to this world.”