Due to the aftereffects of Seo Yoon’s Berserker mode, all of her current stats and skill levels were continuing to decrease.
Even walking was difficult for her right now.
Recovering from her injuries was a very painful process, like having swarms of bees constantly stinging, Seo Yoon didn’t allow any of her pain to show on her face.
“ We’ve gotten everything we came here for, now we just to need to escape Jigolaths.”
Moooooo!
Yellowy let out a good loud cry as it helped him pull with all his strength since moving the heavy cart took everything his legs could muster.
Since coming to Jigolaths Yellowy had thought he was going to die many times, it had been like going to hell and back, hearing they were finally going to leave made him flatten his ears with the news!
He just wanted to graze on the early morning dew soaked grass that grew on the Versailles Continent. The kind hearted Yellowy also missed Bingryong and the other sculptural lifeforms.
“Once we leave here we are going to be surrounded by our enemies…we’re going to have to kill them all.”
Weed Often felt like he was just like some character who appeared in a romance action movie. In the film the hero and heroine get thrown together as they are forced to run for their lives. As they are chased, they have all kinds of bad things happen to them. Their situation was now safely passed that point in the movie, thus Weed was in a calm state of mind.
Still, it was never easy to be on a quest and have to do battle with a guild. Moreover, when Haven Kingdom’s fleet had arrived Weed and his army of the undead had attacked them while their guard was down…well Weed basically ambushed them.
Mining Helium and luring the enemies into traps.
It was good for the bad guys to experience only the kind of hell Weed can teach them.
“I’ve got to do some reconnaissance. I’ll go out alone. You need to wait for me in here and stay hidden.”
“…Be… careful.”
Seo Yoon and Yellowy will rest, stay hidden and leave it up to Weed.
Once they were away from the dangerous Helium mine dungeon, Weed had no worries about being seen by any of the groups from the Hermes Guild.
Well….In the Jigolaths he did have to worry about hunting plus keeping the Angel statue safe, really if you think about it, it’s obvious that there’s plenty to get nervous about!
Weed was nervous and couldn’t keep from speaking aloud, of course it was spoken in such a small and soft mutter that only Weed could hear any of it.
“Shouldn’t we write up a will before we go out there?”
“No, I should just get my items and get out of here.“
“Of course I was hoping to go to the Versailles Continent to sell off my items. “
“With all that weight I don’t think Yellowy can move another step though. “
Fhu fhu, I am not that much of a doubtful and narrow minded person.”
Weeds mutterings had ended on a better and higher note, they had started dark and ended with a positive spin. Weed had lots of practice cheering himself up from his past of many long lonely hours of working in a factory.
“Still the sooner we get back the sooner I’ll get paid.”
He grabbed a block of black stone that was lying about and started to sculpt a crow.
“The art of sculpture transformation!”
Weed’s body shrank as he changed into a crow.
Weed spoke with whispers to Golden Bird and Silver bird, who were resting quietly on Yellowy’s broad pack laden back.
-You two guys, why don’t you come with me.-
– I got it. Master.-
-You can’t go like you are, you guys stand out too much, go ahead and get dirty.-
Using some coal powder Golden Bird and Silver Bird made themselves black, this was the disguise they had used once before… the ‘crow’ look.
Once they looked black enough, Weed directed them to grab backpacks from Yellowy’s back with their beaks.
– Let’s go.-
The two birds, Weed and with the backpacks in all their beaks, flew quickly down the dungeon passageway almost flying past the opening they needed.
Kayu!
Monsters did see them on their way out and waved their clubs about frantically but the ‘crows’ fast flight skills let them slip by easily.
All three of the completely fake crows were able to reach a small exit in a rock passage. Finally, Jigolaths dungeon exit!
For Weed it had been a long time since he had been able to see such a cool and crystal clear blue sky. Clear except for the smoky trails of ash blown out by the flowing lava, which extended in snaking trails out to the distant snow covered fields. You could see all the way to the Jigolaths snow line from this scenic bird point of view.
It gave you a real sense of freedom to be able to see so much clear open space around you after being confined for so long!
The bad feelings left over from having to work a pickaxe in a cramped dungeon completely disappeared. With all the force he could muster, Weed let out a huge cry.
Craww! Kriawww Krawww!!
-That was a very evil cry you just made.-
-Our luck must be turning bad.-
-I’m sure that everyone who hears it will become very angry.-
These complaining critics of Weed’s roar were, of course, from the viewpoint of Golden Bird and Silver Bird. Weed feeling rather full of himself didn’t even notice.
Weed’s beady black crow eyes were scouring the landscape of the Jigolaths.
‘Well, you have all that too.’
From his vantage point Weed can clearly see the Haven Kingdoms Fleet sailors and Griffith’s pirates hunting for them on the land.
The Hermes’s Guild reinforcement crews have arrived as one large force. Weed is going to have to deal with both Drinfeld and the new reinforcements though the sailors do lack combat experience.
As the unfreezing river came into view scores of warships and pirate ships could be seen at anchor. Weed’s current advantage is that he alone can use the sculpture transformation, that’s something he plans to exploit.
‘It might work out if I was to get some help using Yurin’s Picture Teleportation.’
Although one thing to kept in mind is that among his enemies are high level Wizards with skills that could easily overwhelm and distort Yurin’s teleport level making that idea a very risky one to use.
Therefore getting rescued by Yurin might put her in danger.
Moreover there was no way to know if the teleport could move all of his loot, he absolutely had to hang on to that angel statue. He didn’t like the idea of taking risks that might get his precious people taken hostage.
One way or another, getting a ship to take everything and everyone was the only good solution.
-Follow me.-
Flying through the sky Weed passed over the warships anchored there. Once they had passed the ships they then flew low over the river following it toward the ocean. The temperature difference between the river and the air created turbulence at the higher elevations so flying low, close to the river, was far easier than being higher up.
They took a brief rest on a rock outcropping and then flew on, they repeated this pattern many times!
Northeast of where the unfreezing river met the sea was a beach, they headed toward it.
“Cancel Sculptural Transformation!”
Returning to his human form Weed then opened one of his backpacks. Inside were glass bottles, filling the backpack to the brim. Snake Wine, Whiskey, herbs and more, Weed had many bottles filled with several different types of alcohol he had worked hard to prepare.
They would have to be dumped.
“It’s like throwing money away, what a waste!”
Weed put small rolled up notes inside the glass bottle. If you’ve ever watched a movie about castaways on a deserted island you’ll know that the one thing they all do is send out a note in a glass bottle. Weed was just making use of a clear and established procedure.
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To all Undead,
Ye are hereby summoned.
Attend on me at once.
We will stain the world in shadow, the living will be forced to accept our invitation of death.
Heed my call my comrades.
– The Immortal Lich Warrior, Weed.
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As a final touch he added a coal blackened stamp of his palm print as a way of creating a personal seal for the note.
“Just in case…”
Weed got to work looking for wood that he could cut up and use. He stumbled across wood from his old Ghost ship that had washed up on the beach. Some of the hull and a huge section of the main mast.
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