Chapter: 709

With empty stomachs, they dashed some water onto the smouldering embers of their campfire and walked back to the road before heading to Losla.

It was about lunch time before they saw the first sign of Losla: the adventurer association perched on a large hill overlooking the somber village.

They couldn’t help but wonder how someone from such an insignificant village – one without any walls – deserved such a huge bounty. Dead or alive.

The village at least had an old bridge, which they were now approaching.

“Mage hunters are on guard duty…” Estra whispered, covertly glancing at the black armoured knight standing by the bridge.

Linc and Vanderby glanced back at her with stern expressions, not saying anything as they crossed the bridge, their cold gazes dropping to the ground.

All three of them knew better than to make eye contract with a mage hunter.

As they walked, the town seemed eerily quiet, more like a mercenary camp preparing for war than a humble village.

The locals were all distant and indifferent, staying locked away in their houses as if it were still winter outside, and the ones who did leave their homes rushed around with a nervous urgency.

There were few bounty hunters in town as many had already left to get a head start, though some were still asking questions for any information about Jay, but it seemed like no one wanted to talk.

Scores of bounty hunters had already passed through Losla and were already searching the surrounding forests – particularly the western forests past the farmland. This seemed like the most logical spot, as the mage hunters had erected a structure here: four thick, impenetrable stone walls with a stone roof; multiple magical barriers around it protecting it from different magic such as time, rift, or blink types.

A rumour was passed around between the bounty hunters that Jay had left something precious behind, which was going to be used to track him. Some suggested it was part of a treasure he left.

Others said it had nothing to do with Jay at all.

Of course, no one except the mage hunters knew he was a necromancer.

After finding the Snakeraven inn and enjoying a large meal they got to work.

“Linc, ask the villagers for information. Estra, come to the guild. We’ll see what the adventurers have to say.”

Of course, not everything went to plan.

Some time later, Estra and Vanderby were standing outside of Mist Keep dungeon, waiting for something.

“Damn. I guess no one was at the guild since its in ruins… maybe that was because of Jay? Maybe that’s why there’s a bounty?” Vanderby suggested, leaning against a large statue.

“Hmm, I don’t think he would be that powerful, he’s only level nine after all. While level nine is high for this year’s adventurers, it’s nothing compared to the few guards we saw, so something else probably happened.” Estra shrugged.

“Mmh. Yeah I guess so… but there aren’t many normal guards around at all. Maybe he did kill them?” Vanderby said, giving a small cheeky smile.

Estra half-smiled and shook her head.

Vanderby and Estra planned to ask about Jay at the guild, but it seemed no one wanted to hang around there, in its ruins or around the mage hunters.

Their next step was to go to the second most popular spot to find adventurers: the dungeons.

“How long are they going to be in there?” Vanderby asked, not expecting an actual answer.