Chapter: 701

Jay opened up Sweepers stats, expecting to see some strange choices as he had typically given Sweeper odd jobs as well.

And by odd jobs, they were ones that really weren’t desirable at all.

<[Please choose a role from available categories]>

[Available categories are based on the skeleton’s qualitative experience. If no choice is made, a random role will be assigned once the skeleton levels up.]

[Commander] (1)

[Guard] (1)

[False Hope] (1)

[Vanguard]

[Midguard]

[Rearguard]

[Messenger]

“Four choices? Huh… and no warrior role this time. Strange.”

“The guard type role choices are obvious. I suppose the mid and vanguard roles opened up because of their similarity to rearguard, but a messenger?”

Jay scratched his chin, deep in thought.

“Messenger…”

He couldn’t think of how it related to undead at all.

As far as he could tell, it would be a skeleton which delivered messages.

Quite useless, especially when no one would want to accept a message from the undead anyway.

“Jester would have been a more appropriate role,” Jay shook his head, “alright, we’ll go with rearguard. You’ve been useful there anyway.”

[Choice: Rearguard]

Sweeper didn’t throw down it’s sword, but like Lamp, it too began crafting, using Jay’s platform of bones to fuel is machinations.

Jay left it to do as it please, ignoring it for the time being and turning his eyes to Handy.

The skeleton had outgrown its modified ossein sword and it was time for an upgrade.

Instead of making a new sword, Jay just grabbed its current sword and began to modify it.

He added more bones to it and melted them together, making a larger mass before stretching it longer – however it looked kind of flimsy, thin and skinny.