Chapter: 442

Slowly, the adventurers began to March as they followed some guards to the western fields.

The adventurers were all quiet as they marched, a mix of fear and adrenaline coursing through them.

While there were nearly 150 of them, many were still low level. Most of them were level 6 or 7; they wouldn’t pose much of a threat to some level 20 wood elementals.

This wasn’t the full force of the Losla adventurers either – some were still completely oblivious as they were slaying monsters in dungeons.

The crowd was much quieter than usual too – gone were the ones who showed off their weapons and skills to other adventurers, gone were the braggers and the boastful. No one wanted to be put somewhere that was beyond their capability.

Unlike most of the young adventurers, Jay and Anya didn’t show any fear, both having serious, focused expressions instead.

“What is this? What’s going on?” a bow-wielding adventurer noticed Anya and asked quietly.

“I’m not sure. Apparently it’s happened before, but it must be rare since I’ve never heard of it.”

“O-oh, okay. Thanks.” The bow-wielder glanced at Jay for a moment before mixing back into the rest of the crowd.

As Jay and Anya walked silently, Jay realised that this wouldn’t be so simple for him.

Based on the looks he was getting from other adventurers, he was expected to be one of the best at killing the mobs – they would finally see the skills which got him to level nine so quickly. Every move of his would be keenly scrutinised; not good for someone with a monster class.

Obviously he was not going to perform well without his minions around him, and he couldn’t just summon them in the event of an emergency.

A tension started building in his chest as they walked closer and closer to the west side of Losla.

Suddenly he had an idea. With a relaxed smile on his face, he casually turned to Anya.

“Want to party up? I’ll tank and you can focus on dealing damage?” He made it sound as natural as saying ‘good morning’ to someone; at the same time, he said it so that anyone nearby could hear.

“Sure” Anya smiled.

As she said that, a glimmer of excitement seemed to disappear from the adventurers’ eyes around him.

“We’re not going to see his skills and abilities? Dammit…” one frowned to themselves.

“Ah, I guess we’ll just be clearing some mobs today.” another thought as they pursed their lips.

As they were walking, a guard came up to Jay – it was Paul, though he didn’t say anything as he gestured to Jay and Anya to walk along the side of the group.

“Hey mate, good to see the butchery is up and running again” he smiled.

“Heh, yeah, I got a new guy working there. Are the sausages alright?”

“They’re still good,” he nodded before whispering quietly, “anyway, I’ve been given instructions to protect you and Anya.” he said while raising a brow. It was like he was almost asking a question.

“Huh, perhaps that’s why Sullivan was looking oddly at me.” Jay wondered.

Jay simply shrugged, not giving anything away.