Chapter: 705
Essentially, they were the perfect weapons for the undead. As immortal as the immortal were.
“Now… what do to..”
After Blue’s upgrade, crafting the fire crucible as well as the flat sleeping area, Jay was low on mana.
Before meditating to recover it, he used the very last wisps of daylight sneaking through the trees to get his fire started.
In no time, he was sitting cross-legged before a small crackling campfire.
As he had become accustomed to restoring his mana he didn’t need to focus as hard, and soon his thoughts drifted aimlessly elsewhere, unguided and unrestrained.
“I should check if the marked mage hunters have left Losla. It seems like my diversion probably worked.” he thought.
“As for Lannister and Lara, well, I doubt I’ll be hearing from them again. There’s probably more of a chance of my dad sending me a messenger skeleton.”
He was still somewhat annoyed at their strange promise to take him away and save him, only to ditch him at the last minute, but he was glad they proved to be a useful diversion anyway.
In one sense, they did help him to escape Losla.
Still, Jay was never relying on them to save him anyway. He knew better than to trust humans. To Jay, they were simply useful tools for his own survival.
“I wonder what that weird turret-summoning kid is doing at the moment. Steve? Liam? Eh, I forget his name. Hopefully he learnt his lesson to not force people into his party anymore.”
“Anya probably made it to Lara before they ditched me. She’s probably in some paradise somewhere being given special lessons. I wonder how they planned to evacuate us anyway.”
“The butchery… did Trenly survive? I hope he’s alright, he seemed like a decent guy.”
“Plus, I want my money someday.”
Jay hoped Trenly wasn’t being tortured somewhere, but he doubted his butchery shop was okay.
The last time he saw it, the door and front window was smashed through. It was likely the mage hunters had since ripped apart every inch of it in search of any clues about Jay.
He even wondered if the building itself was still standing.
“And the last quest of the mist keep dungeon… the spear Sedulus gave me. I wonder if I’ll ever be able to complete it.”
“Well, hopefully one day I’ll go back and do it. Once I’m powerful enough to stand against the mage hunters.”
“Hmm… No. I will go back. One day.”
After a few hours, Jay’s mana was full again and he cast aside his thoughts as he opened his eyes.
Heavy was back, and after delivering the wood was now sparring with Blue; Jay wasn’t sure who was teaching who. Compared to the other skeletons, Blue seemed much more mature even though its mind was younger than Heavy’s.
“Everyone else levelled up. I guess should check my level too.” he nodded.