Chapter 410 - Translation

Chapter 410 Bonkers Powerful In Sumatra Chronicles, Yarsha Zahara begins building her Human Avatar only after fleeing the Zahara Kingdom. As a result, she selects the most commonly available Silver Grade mineral. But thanks to her genetic gifts, she ends up upgrading the mineral, similar to the Brimgan Empire creating the Gold Grade mineral—Rutham—from the Iron Grade mineral—Kirenal. Over time, she upgrades her strength and chances upon Resha. In Sumatra Chronicles, that was the most fun as two women—Yarsha Zahara and Yahira—fought for Resha's attention. And obviously, due to Yarsha's attempts, Resha ended up getting stabbed multiple times by Yahira. But now, things have changed tremendously. Normally, Inala would have controlled himself, no matter how shocked he was by the fact that Yarsha was pregnant with the Boar King's child. That was until he instinctively felt that the mineral used by Yarsha Zahara to build her Human Avatar was none other than Sumatra Gold. "That is just absurd!" Sumatra Gold was the surefire way to reach the Mystic Grade. Inala knew that for a fact now. Three pieces of Sumatra Gold were more than enough for him to complete his path to the Mystic Grade. Honestly, even one was enough. But Inala used the remaining two to further strengthen and enhance the capabilities of the Primary and Secondary Natures that he would be obtaining post-evolution. Then what of Yarsha Zahara? She was building a Human Avatar out of Sumatra Gold. If she manages to complete it and reach the peak of the Body Stage, then Inala could forget about killing the Boar King. 'She'll become an absurd existence on par with the Boar King.' Inala became worried. Had anyone else become the Boar King's wife, he wouldn't have been concerned in the slightest. But with her being Yarsha Zahara was terrifying. Not only was she one of the smartest individuals introduced in Sumatra Chronicles, but she was also a revolutionary who ended up strengthening Free Humans on her own. This all happened while she fled for survival after her home was destroyed and faced treacherous nights at the Mammoth Clan thanks to Yahira. 'If she begins investigating Loot, things will collapse.' This too added to his worries. In terms of schemes, he didn't have confidence in being able to outwit Yarsha Zahara. It was why he constantly triggered her during their meet so that she would gloss over whatever the Boar King told her in irritation. She was irritated by Amita's existence and wouldn't wish to know more about the latter, since that would only feed her irritation. That was why Inala acted as such towards her. Otherwise, once she feels either puzzlement or interest towards Inala, she would ask around for more details from the Boar King. And once she begins to investigate, it is just a matter of time before she figures out the truth. She wasn't called by the readers the Heroine of Sumatra Chronicles for no reason. Prana behaved subserviently towards her, behaving to serve all her thoughts. The level of control she had towards Prana was unprecedented, allowing her to unleash effects on par with Iron Grade Natures through her Prana control alone. And that existence now became part of the Boar King's family, "This is a fusion of powerhouses." After some thought, Inala took on his male form and detected the Boar King's position, 'He's still at his house.' "Dammit!" The feeling of frustration started to well up in him as Inala became worried. Originally, he was still confident enough in using Loot to keep the Boar King on the move. But the moment Yarsha Zahara comes into the picture, she'll be able to dissect all schemes and ensure the Boar King won't waste his time running all over Sumatra Continent. 'This isn't something I can handle alone.' The figure of Orakha came to his mind, 'With his Mystic Eaters, we can cripple Yarsha Zahara's Human Avatar. But we need to be careful. The Boar King would have equipped her with powerful defensive measures and maybe even Minor Treasures.' Inala condensed a Prana Bomb and transformed it into a Bone Slip, recording a bunch of details in it. He ensured that all details in it would be erased upon being accessed once. But after a moment of thought, he added in a layer of restriction, making it such that only upon receiving Orakha's Prana would it reveal its information. If anyone else tried to access it, the information in it would be destroyed automatically. This is to guard against the Boar King, since he knew Mystic Bone Art. Considering how Yarsha Zahara created a technique capable of using Sumatra Gold, she obviously must have taken inspiration from both Mystic Bone Art and Mystic Mist Art. Once the Bone Slip was ready, Inala used Mystic Bone Art and a bunch of Skills to ensure it wouldn't be possible to trace it back to him through it. There were no traces of himself in it. He didn't leave the tea house and simply closed his eyes to rest his weary mind. He was too emotionally disturbed to see Yarsha Zahara, 'She's why I felt creeped out by Varahan Mansion.' As night approached, Inala changed dress in his female form, having freshened up. He began serving the customers and smiled in relief to see Maroppa arrive later, "Welcome!" Maroppa visited daily due to the deal between the two of them. Inala would help her obtain a Secondary Nature while she would supply her Prana—generated after activating her Primary Nature—to Inala. "Fuoh!" Taking a seat in an empty section on the third floor, Inala gave his hand to Maroppa, watching her seep her Prana into him. As the foreign Prana flowed into his bloodstream, his Prana intended to reject it and eject it from his body. Before that happened, he used Mystic Bone Art and guided it to his stomach, from which he seeped it into the three pieces of Sumatra Gold, causing them to assimilate into his bones better. Alternating between Mystic Bone Art and Mystic Mist Art, Inala had long since merged the three pieces of Sumatra Gold in his skeleton. And now, using Maroppa's Prana, he was only causing them to fuse into his bones, so that his Sumatra Gold Skeleton would be complete. "I'm exhausted." Maroppa sighed after a few minutes, drained of all Prana. She jugged the drink nearby and watched it recover her Prana, "Bring me more of this." "You want to eat something instead of just drinking like this?" Inala asked once the process was done as he clenched his hand into a fist and observed some changes. "You'll cook for me?" Maroppa asked in surprise. "It's a service, thanks to your help." Inala smiled and placed the Bone Slip before her, "Give it to Orakha. It's of utmost importance." "Did something happen?" Maroppa asked, "You can tell me, since if Orakha will be involved in it, then it means it's something of my concern too." "Well…" A couple seconds later, Inala sighed, "Do you remember talking about Sumatra Gold to me at the Sanrey Plains?" "Yeah," Maroppa nodded, "Doesn't all your knowledge regarding it come from me?" "Yes, but today, I saw something terrifying." Saying so, Inala used Mystic Mist Art to turn Maroppa's drink into a Water Slip. "Drink it, and you'll know." Maroppa drank the Water Slip, observing a stream of information enter her mind once she digested it, muttering in shock, "Is that woman for real?" "Yes," Inala sighed, "Absurd, right?" "Absurd?" Maroppa glared at Inala, "She'll be bonkers powerful once she succeeds." "You must brace yourself," She concluded, her tone one of pity, "The Mammoth Clan is fucked." !

**Chapitre 410 : Une Puissance Démente** Dans *Sumatra Chronicles*, Yarsha Zahara ne commence à construire son Avatar Humain qu’après avoir fui le Royaume Zahara. Elle choisit alors un minerai argenté, le plus commun disponible. Grâce à ses dons génétiques, elle parvient pourtant à l’améliorer, à l’image de l’Empire Brimgan qui créa le Rutham, un minerai doré, à partir du Kirenal, un minerai ferreux. Avec le temps, elle gagne en puissance et rencontre Resha. Dans *Sumatra Chronicles*, leur relation était des plus divertissantes : Yarsha Zahara et Yahira se disputaient son attention. Évidemment, à cause des manigances de Yarsha, Resha s’est retrouvé poignardé à plusieurs reprises par Yahira. Mais aujourd’hui, tout a changé. En temps normal, Inala se serait maîtrisé, malgré son choc en apprenant que Yarsha portait l’enfant du Roi Sanglier. Pourtant, tout bascula lorsqu’il sentit instinctivement que le minerai utilisé par Yarsha pour forger son Avatar Humain était l’Or de Sumatra. « C’est absurde ! » L’Or de Sumatra était la voie royale vers le Niveau Mystique. Inala en était désormais convaincu. Trois fragments suffisaient amplement pour achever son ascension. À vrai dire, un seul aurait fait l’affaire. Mais il utilisa les deux autres pour optimiser les Capacités Primaires et Secondaires qu’il obtiendrait après son évolution. Et Yarsha Zahara ? Elle construisait un Avatar entièrement en Or de Sumatra. Si elle parvenait à le terminer et à atteindre l’apogée du Stade Corporel, Inala pouvait abandonner son projet de tuer le Roi Sanglier. *Elle deviendrait une existence démente, comparable à lui.* Une pensée qui le glaça. Si une autre avait été choisie comme épouse, il n’aurait pas craint. Mais Yarsha ? Terrifiant. Non seulement était-elle l’une des esprits les plus brillants de *Sumatra Chronicles*, mais elle avait aussi renforcé les Humains Libres seule, tout en fuyant la destruction de son foyer et en subissant les trahisons du Clan Mammouth, orchestrées par Yahira. *Si elle enquête sur Loot, tout s’écroulera.* Son angoisse grandit. En matière de complots, il doutait de pouvoir la surpasser. D’où sa provocation lors de leur rencontre : pour qu’elle ignore par irritation les révélations du Roi Sanglier. Elle exécrait déjà Amita. Inutile d’en savoir plus, cela ne ferait qu’attiser sa colère. D’où son attitude envers elle. Sinon, dès qu’elle s’intéresserait à Inala, elle interrogerait le Roi Sanglier. Et une fois qu’elle enquêterait… la vérité éclaterait. Les lecteurs la surnommaient à raison l’Héroïne de *Sumatra Chronicles*. Prana lui obéissait au doigt et à l’œil, lui permettant d’imiter les Natures Ferreuses par la seule maîtrise de son énergie. Et cette existence faisait désormais partie de la famille du Roi Sanglier. *« Une fusion de puissances. »* Réfléchissant, Inala reprit sa forme masculine et localisa le Roi Sanglier. *« Il est toujours chez lui. »* « Merde ! » Sa frustration monta. Il était persuadé de pouvoir manipuler Loot pour maintenir le Roi Sanglier en mouvement. Mais si Yarsha intervenait, elle déjouerait tous ses plans et l’empêcherait de parcourir le continent. *« Je ne peux pas agir seul. »* L’image d’Orakha lui vint. *« Avec ses Mangeurs Mystiques, nous pourrions saboter l’Avatar de Yarsha. Mais attention : le Roi Sanglier l’a sans doute protégée avec des Trésors Mineurs. »* Inala condensa une Bombe de Prana en une Plaque Osseuse, y gravant des informations destinées à s’autodétruire après lecture. Une restriction supplémentaire : seul le Prana d’Orakha pouvait les révéler. Précaution essentielle contre le Roi Sanglier, maître de l’Art Osseux Mystique. Yarsha, ayant exploité l’Or de Sumatra, s’était probablement inspirée de cet art et de l’Art de la Brume Mystique. La Plaque prête, Inala brouilla les pistes avec plusieurs Compétences. Aucune trace de lui ne subsistait. Il resta dans la maison de thé, fermant les yeux pour calmer son esprit épuisé. L’idée de revoir Yarsha le perturbait. *« C’est à cause d’elle que le Manoir Varahan me glaçait le sang. »* À la nuit tombée, Inala, rafraîchi et en tenue féminine, servit les clients. Son sourire s’éclaira en voyant Maroppa. « Bienvenue ! » Selon leur accord, Maroppa venait quotidiennement : Inala l’aiderait à obtenir une Nature Secondaire en échange de son Prana, généré après l’activation de sa Nature Primaire. « Fuoh ! » Installé à une table du troisième étage, Inala tendit sa main à Maroppa, sentant son Prana s’infiltrer en lui. Son propre Prana tenta de le rejeter, mais il le dirigea vers son estomac via l’Art Osseux Mystique, l’infusant dans les fragments d’Or de Sumatra pour parfaire leur assimilation. « Je suis vidée… » Maroppa soupira après quelques minutes, avalant une boisson pour retrouver son énergie. « Encore un peu. » « Tu ne préfères pas manger ? » demanda Inala, observant les changements dans son poing. « Tu cuisines pour moi ? » s’étonna Maroppa. « Un service, pour te remercier. » Il glissa la Plaque Osseuse vers elle. « Donne-la à Orakha. C’est crucial. » « Un problème ? » insista Maroppa. « Si Orakha est impliqué, je veux savoir. » Inala hésita, puis soupira. « Tu te souviens de notre discussion sur l’Or de Sumatra aux Plaines Sanrey ? » « Oui, acquiesça-t-elle. Mes infos, non ? » « Exact. Mais aujourd’hui, j’ai vu quelque chose d’effrayant. » Par l’Art de la Brume Mystique, il transforma la boisson de Maroppa en une Plaque Aqueuse. « Bois ça. » Maroppa avala la Plaque, les informations submergeant son esprit. « Elle est sérieuse ? » murmura-t-elle, choquée. « Oui, confirma Inala. Dément, non ? » Maroppa le foudroya du regard. « Si elle réussit, sa puissance sera folle. » Puis, avec un soupir de pitié : « Tiens-toi prêt. Le Clan Mammouth est fichu. »