Chapter: 833

“Why make a new plan...” Jay thought as his eyes locked onto another pulsating root in the distance.

Looking around, he soon spotted another one too.

“Leaving these roots everywhere, they have kind of fucked themselves. Surely they won’t be surprised if I take advantage of that?” he grinned.

Jay first retreated further away, out of sight of the castle before marching towards the next root, while pondering about what happened the last time he cut one.

“I wonder if they send seventeen knights next time… was it simply random chance that they were split into manageable groups of ten and seven?” Jay wondered.

For now he could only hope; if the enemy was a group of seventeen, Jay would have no choice but to retreat.

There was a chance they would send more this time - or perhaps none at all, as two of their roots being cut may be too suspicious.

Jay and the skeletons arrived at the pulsing root, but instead of cutting it, Jay decided to follow it, heading back into the forest.

“Cutting it now wouldn’t lure the knights far enough.” He shrugged.

If the knights found the cut part of the root this close to the castle, there would of course be no need to go further, and slaying them so close to the castle would only be foolish.

“Plus, at the end of the root there will likely be a small group of knights to kill. Easy exp.” He nodded.

It was a safer strategy with some benefits, but would take more time - however if a riskier strategy failed then Jay’s time spent in this dungeon would skyrocket.

Sometimes the safer way would be the fastest.

Jay made it to the flesh-root; it was pulsing slowly, a disgusting squelching sound as it pumped human fluids within.

Lamp, again, was sent ahead as the party marched along. This root was much longer than the other one, as an hour passed before Jay sensed that Lamp stopped again, finding the end of the flesh-root.

The sun was already starting to go down on the second day spent in this barren dungeon, yet there was no stopping - Jay could no stop. There would be no time for rest tonight.

Since the first root Jay had cut will not be fixed anytime soon, and the knights would soon catch on, it was just a matter of time before he lost the element of surprise.

From the moment he cut it, he had to act as fast and decisively as possible.

Jay pressed on and persevered, soon coming to another tower, standing tall over another pit.

Three knights were outside; two around the pit and another at the tower’s entrance.

The tower itself seemed to be in a much better condition than the other one Jay had seen, and oddly, there were barricades around its broken entrance.

A few suits of rusted armor lay at the base, stripped off the corpses which had undoubtedly been thrown into the pit.

Jay looked over the remains, “A fight had happened here, probably a long time ago by the looks of it, but it seems that the parasite-infested knights won in the end…”

While there were only three knights, Jay had his skeletons move into position to assassinate them as covertly as possible, though Red had a special mission.

Red’s mission? To ignore the knight near the tower and stand its ground at the tower entrance, bolstering itself with its new shield and bracing against whatever may rush out; it was a timeless tactic Jay often employed.