Her voice drew everyone’s attention, and they followed her gaze: “Eh, that man looks like… Jon, right? But isn’t Jon frozen in ice? How can he be here? Am I seeing things?”
“It does look like Jon!” Head Maid Mana also said surprisingly, only this Jon, although incomparable with others, seemed to be hale and hearty overall, wholly unlike the withered and gaunt figure in the ice coffin.
“It can’t really be Jon, can it? Where in the world would someone that similar exist?” someone whispered doubtfully. “Right, to know if it’s Jon, we just need to look at the mute servant; hasn’t he been attending to Jon for so long?”
At this, everyone’s gaze simultaneously turned to the mute servant.
The mute servant Yorkshire had once served old Pat and, after old Pat’s death, had continued to serve Jon for many years. Aside from Angel, the mute servant knew Jon the best.
Everyone was waiting for the mute servant’s response, and after a long silence, he finally spoke: “Yes, he is Jon.”
At that moment, no one looked at Jon, but instead gazed at the mute servant in shock.
The reason the mute servant was “mute” was that he couldn’t speak.
Yet at this moment, he actually spoke? His voice was raspy, with an odd cadence, like a foreigner attempting to speak the common tongue for the first time.
The mute servant himself seemed just as astonished, a look of confusion on his face.
“What’s going on, why can the mute servant suddenly speak?”
Just then, a voice came from behind them: “If I can stand up and walk, is it so strange that the mute servant can speak?”
The crowd turned around to see Jon standing beside Frode with a smile.
“I know you all have many questions, we’ll discuss them later. Come on, let’s get registered first,” Jon paused, “I’ll take you to meet someone soon, and then you will know the truth about everything.”
“Meet who?”
“Someone who feels guilty within and is too embarrassed to come here to see you all.”
…
Jon’s appearance gave everyone a peculiar sense about this place.
Furthermore, with the red light flashing just when their memories had fragmented, everyone understood that their appearance here might be related to a Transcendent event.
Since Jon had promised to reveal the truth to them later, after a moment of hesitation, everyone began to register under the leadership of Head Maid Mana.
After the registration was completed, Frode glanced at Jon: “Would you like me to go with Mr. Jon?”
“No need, you still have to handle follow-up matters. I’ll take them. That guy is usually pretty responsible, but I didn’t expect him to be too frightened to face his own people at a time like this,” Jon shook his head, “I’ll take them first, and let them get familiar with the place.”
Frode thought about it, realizing that nothing too serious would happen in Originheart City and, moreover… Frode glanced at the shadow atop the building to the right with hints of the Bullhorn Helm.
With Tullas’s protection, there wouldn’t be any problems.
Considering this, Frode nodded: “Then I’ll head back to Sky Tower.”
After Frode left, Jon stepped forward, looking at Mana: “Long time no see.”
Mana didn’t utter a sound, her eyes filled with confusion and a trace of nostalgia.
Jon also turned his gaze to Yorkshire, the mute servant who had cared for him for many years, his eyes filled both with remembrance and a bit of wistfulness.
“Let’s go, you’ll know all your questions soon.”