“All the others, who assisted the construction of the tomb will receive their appropriate rewards. Your service to the royal family is great, we wish to reward you. What is it that you wish?”
The exciting moment, that Weed was imagining so many times has arrived.
’2930 points… I could get a rare or even unique item from royal treasury.’
The sword of Agatha was a good item in many ways. It increased the Faith attribute, increased Health recovery and even allowed to use blessing 5 times a day. But still the sword, forged by Order of Dreya had low damage stat.
Weed wanted a sword!
The best one possible.
However he had to think about completing the quests he already had…
‘Even the best sword in the world won’t help me in the Lands of Despair.’
Weed made a decision and said:
“Your Majesty, I have got a task from the Order of Freya. Soon I will have to go against the necromancers, worshiping the dark god Beelzebul. The Order learned, that something evil is being prepared in Lands of Despair, and my task is to deal with it before necromancers gather too much forces. However, to my regret I don’t have enough men to complete such an important task. That is why I request assistance of brave warriors of Rosenheim.”
The King carefully listened to Weed and seriously shook his head.
“Lands of Despair… I heard there are refugees living there, who were chased there during the era of strife and war with dark elves. During my reign I have sent my troops twice to those hostile lands, but not a single man has returned. For that reason I ordered a high, thick wall to be erected, to prevent the evil of that place from invading my lands.”
“That’s how it is…”
Only now Weed started to understand, that that place was even more dangerous than the province of Mora!
But it was not the time to give up. The quest is an adventure. And until his experience proves, that this mission is impossible, nothing will stop him from trying. As it is often said, ‘it’s better to regret doing something, than to regret not having done it’.
While Weed was lost in thoughts, Theodarren quietly continued:
“In such a dangerous, unlawful place you’ll need loyal people. I’ll provide you with soldiers. But I ask you that you treat them with respect and not let them be killed in vain.”
He’ll have to spend reputation points on soldiers. That decision almost made Weed cry.
‘Anyway, going there with only priests and hoping for a miracle would be a suicide. The completion of the quest is more important that any unique items…’
However even after taking that decision, he couldn’t help but try to scrounge something valuable.
“I treasure my memories of Rosenheim Kingdom so much, that I wish I had some kind of memento of it. If your Majesty doesn’t mind, a sword would be a perfect for that.”
Right words, said at the right time.
The King nodded and ordered one of his advisors to lead sculptor to the training grounds.
On the way Weed was inventing thousands of excuses to take the best possible weapon from the armory. He recalled his hunt in Lair of Litvarth and his quest in the province of Mora. He had to endure so much to finally get here and get an opportunity to receive something really valuable.
To come through all that suffering to spend all the points on soldiers?
Never! Weed ought to take at least somewhat valuable item for himself.
Advisor led him to the training grounds, where multiple warriors were training.
“By the King’s order you are allowed to take knights and soldiers to aid you in your mission in the Lands of Despair. Pick them yourself.”
Knights of Rosenheim were dressed in shining silvery armor. Their horses were very clean and looked to be tended to well.
Please pick warriors using your reputation points.
After the window appeared, numbers started appearing on knights’ chests.
‘Looks like it’s their value in reputation points.’
Every available knight or soldier had a price. He had to chose carefully, spending points only on really necessary soldiers.
First Weed carefully examined all the knights.
They were gathered in a few groups. There were Scarlet Knights, known for their strength, White Knights, known for magic and Royal Knights, who served king personally. The latter had 280th level.
Without a second thought Weed stopped his choice on them. Personal knights of the king were the best fighters of the kingdom.
‘In such dangerous lands I’ll need good support…’
Weed approached closer and saw numbers on their chests. They started at 30 and went all the way up to 100 points per person.