Pale pointed out.
The Todeum they fantasized about. This reality was the complete opposite of the Kingdom of Vampires that was supposed to be filled with elegance and grace, piled high in gold; this was nothing more than a desolate land filled with nothing but a polluted river and a murky sky.
“No way, this was not what he meant!”
Weed still in denial, retorted.
Remembering what Tori said, it suggested that it was some sort of reward; but this can hardly be called a gift. Neither sun nor stars; the passing wind that have the stench of rusted pipes; the Kingdom of Vampires was completely different than what they imagined. Zephyr finally made a remark.
“Another damned character.”
“……”
“Getting abused every time, this must be payback.”
“……”
Romuna words punctured Weed’s chest like a canine’s bite; though the most damaging blow came from Surka’s innocent words.
“Although we made it here, nothing exciting is going to happen?”
In exchange for bringing up Tori, he figured it’d be a pleasant trip; but he hadn’t considered the risks, and came without a guide. Weed tried to rally his spirit that had plummeted to the ground.
‘What about my kingdom of gold.’
So far, he hasn’t been lucky enough to relax, not even once. He had to overcome plenty of sufferings throughout his journey!
Though looking at the situation calmly, the pleasant trip to Todeum may not be as it seems. Considering Tori’s level, along with the time he have been serving directly under Bar Khan; building a ‘good’ relationship with a level 400 boss type monster under the duration of a year seems unlikely.
‘Seems like it isn’t as I thought. This place is extremely dangerous, and we’re definitely not ready.’
If the monsters’ here were nearing Tori’s level, this would not be like any adventures before. The thought broke Weed’s expectations and fantasies; from this point on, survivability is the highest priority.
The law of Toteum, the Kingdom of Vampires, is that even if you died just once, you’ll be toss back into the world above.
This is considered as a heinous penalty, even prohibited on the Versailles continent. On the continent, you can die many times with no care about the banning; but here in the Kingdom of vampires, you only have once chance.
Due to the fact that your stature isn’t like a vampire, a death in Toteum means an immediate spawn outside of the kingdom, total deportation. A difficult to obtain opportunity like this should not be wasted, since you don’t know the proper quest line you’re supposed to follow on Versailles continent.
Weed’s eyes then became cool.
‘Whether it’s Toteum or anywhere else, I will not back down. MONEY! Gunna get me buncha money!’
Consider a big pot in a casino, a piled high shrine that reminds humans of their deepest desire, obsession for money; like a moth going toward a flame at the risk of survival, aiming for it is like foods for desires.
‘This is too much of risk if mobs were to come, a crisis will occur if this happens.’
Bubbling hopes.
However, these hopes will pop if Weed’s fear comes to pass. In Toteum, this crisis maybe averted if he was alone, but now he have a huge number of colleagues with him.
“Where are we and where to?”
“What about our way back?”