Chapter: 635

Vanderby scoffed, “Who cares about money? Once we catch this guy we’ll never have to work again. We could probably even afford a house in the capital – at least on the outskirts anyway.”

The girl, Estra, pursed her lips, shrugging as she went back to her drink. She knew what Vanderby was like – once he had an idea, he stuck to it. There was no talking him out of it.

“Besides, with your ability, we have a good chance.” Van smiled at her, “and if we catch him alive, the reward is double.” he added, whispering a little louder.

Linc looked around, making sure no one else was listening in before whispering again, “What do you think our chances are?”

Vanderby looked at Estra for a moment, and with a cunning smile he leant closer, “Thirty percent.” he said with a nod.

Linc pulled his head back as if he just heard something crazy,

“Thirty? Only fucking thirty?”

Vanderby shrugged, “Look, it’s still a pretty good chance… almost one in three, and It could change our lives forever. Plus, with her skill I really like our chances.” he said, trying to sound reasonable.

Linc shook his head, though with a sly smile he looked up at Vanderby.

“You’ll owe us if this doesn’t work out?”

Vanderby smiled, seeing that they were in agreement – at least in his own mind they were.

“Of course.” he shrugged, finishing his drink, “But I won’t need to because it will work out.”


~Eevulen~

Vanderby, Linc and Estra set out on their journey towards Losla.

Their supplies were half-filled so they could maintain a moderate pace, though if they saw any animals crossing their paths it would certainly be their next meal.

“So what do you think he did? To attract a bounty this large?” Linc asked.

Vanderby answered, “No clue. Someone that far out probably has zero chance of offending a royal; most of them have probably never even heard of Eevulen.”

“Whatever it is, I don’t want to know.” Estra said.

As they walked out of Eevulen, they noted many others buying supplies despite the high prices. Obviously, other hopeful young adventurers had the same idea.

A normal bounty would only be a few thousand gold at most – it depended who they pissed off – but even then, they were to be brought in alive, which raised the difficulty of such missions. The bounty would also, usually, be quite a high level.

This however was a unique opportunity.

With three hundred thousand gold on the line for the dead body of a level nine adventurer, it was needless to say that the bounty hunters were now like flies to dog shit as they swarmed towards Losla.

Even parties of fresh adventurers with no bounty experience were teaming up and taking their chances, and the path towards Tolgard would be more degraded than ever after they all passed through.

Vanderby’s group had a head start though, as Eevulen was considerably closer to Losla than many of the other cities in Astrata.

Countless groups departed Eevulen and some of them only had a few meters between the other groups as they marched along the road. Others didn’t bother with walking and simply flew using their magic.