Chapter 419: To Akhaz
Lord Bar brought them around all the city and all 30 populated floors to speak with a myriad of people. The outco was easy, to sum up: They had to go to Akhaz.
The picture the different sailors and rchants painted was more or less clear. Although none of them knew of ruins at the coast, however, most agreed on one place. The continent of Tyrypbh’z where the republic of the sa na originated, was known for its high cliffs all around.
Only a few suggested that the much bigger Western Continent had also many places with cliffs at the shore. There was a well-known sea route from Akhaz to Aburth, the secondary capital of the republic. From there it was easy to find a ferry over to their main continent.
That was before their world crumbled. Another option was to traverse the straits by ferry and walk along the shores, instead of using the sea route. Whatever they did they first had to reach Akhaz. This made the hero and Ahd very happy.
Ben Harker felt confird since he wanted to go there from the start. Ahd was already happy to have reliable travel companions, even if the hero didn’t end up helping Akhaz in the end. The people he brought with him on the way here, had died during monster attacks or gone insane during the journey.
The cursed sun had many effects on the natives, who suffered a lot despite the system’s blessing as ori humas. It was not simple elental damage.
After it was clear that they would head for Akhaz, they didn’t have much more ti to spend in the dungeon. Ahd hurried them to depart since it was currently night. The sun had sunken. Instead of getting a rest while waiting for the night, they had walked around for hours inside the dungeon.
No matter how unwilling Seth and the others were, Ahd had a compelling argunt to forgo their rest. It took at least six days to reach Akhaz and according to the knight and Lord bar, the Blood Sun would rise again on the eighth day.
If they rested now, they would miss a night they could use for travel. Every night was important in the current world, and they did better to reach the city with ample ti until the Blood Sun. it wasn’t just that the empty wastelands would slowly fill with all kinds of alien monsters that ca through the pathworks or dungeons.
The closer the blood sun ca, the stronger the abominations roaming the wilderness would beco. They were already strengthened during the day, but as the blood sun neared, their power would eventually double or even triple.
Fights during the night were hard, but the knight described fights during the day as nigh impossible. He told of beasts covered in tumorous armor and recovery on par with a troll.
~ They sound delicious. ~ Puffles comnted on the description.
Seth shuddered.
~Why do you think so? They sound disgusting. ~
~They must have a high affinity with the sun. Just the right nutrient bar for soone of my greatness. ~
~It’s a sha I don’t intend to show you in front of the caras. At least, not if I am not forced to. ~
~B-BUT…~ the sadness in the Ivicer’s voice was so clearly transmitted and so heartrending deep, that Seth could barely take it. The nightmare centipede felt truly wronged.
~H-how about I find an excuse to bag the corpses and you can eat them later? ~
~…I prefer them fresh but…fine. ~ the ivicer answered poutily. Seth started sweating since he knew what the ivicer ant with “fresh”. It ant eating them alive. Puffles had developed the horrifying habit of eating his prey alive, if possible.
Following Ahd’s advice, they departed from the dungeon without getting the chance to et the mysterious god-king.
–Chrona–
The city was in an uproar. No, the empire was in an uproar. However, it was not about the fact that the group from Urth were the first to et survivors and gain information. Neither was it Seth’s song mocking a hero.
“No signs of them?”
“Yes, your majesty. They vanished without a trace.”
The emperor sighed.
One of the evaluation teams had vanished. Originally, they sent nine teams to look for the dragon bones. The three favorites originated from worlds with highly developed magic knowledge.
One of these teams had vanished without a trace. The recorders simply went offline and until now nobody had returned through . It was the first ti a team just vanished. People died, or returned and got disqualified, sure. But they had never just lost the recorder signal without any sign of their destruction.
“I didn’t think sothing like this would happen. Not this early.”
“But how would they have managed to find them? Unless you already have a beacon, the entrance point can’t be controlled.” the advisor asked cluelessly.
“What if the traitor was already among them?” the emperor gave a shocking question.
“But that would an they are among us. An inside job?”
“Probably.”
They stayed in solemn silence for a mont, when the advisor suddenly rembered sothing.
“That reminds of another anomaly. It might be connected!”
“What is it?” the emperor prompted him to speak.
The advisor searched through his pile of papers.
“The censors have reported so weird glitches with the recorder golems on the team from Urth.”
“Urth? That was… Leana’s team, right? What happened?”
Who would aim for that team? Sure, they had a hero and that blacksmith. Nobody should know about the letter and a hero was not that special so…
“Yes, they were glitches with so of the drones. The screens are said to have gone black for monts. Afterward, the recorders started to act slightly weird. Not listening to commands, unable to debug or reboot. They are still functioning, but they don’t always follow their programming.”
“Sounds like soone manipulated them. How many are affected?”
The advisor looked through his stack of paper.
“Five, your highness. Two personal recorders and three of the field drones ant for group and landscape shots.”
“I think I have an inkling for who the culprit is.”
“This quickly, your majesty?” the advisor looked up at his ruler in surprise.
“Whose recorders were manipulated?”
“Errm, the bard’s and the sli rancher’s.”
“Hum, good. I don’t think we have to worry about that issue. It’s probably not them.”
“As you command.”
…
“What does it an, when a team just vanishes? Were they killed?” Lydia asked concerned.
“No, they would say they died and not vanished in that case,” Mina said seriously. She was the most concerned out of all of them.
“Don’t worry. Seth is strong. And Ellie, too.” Fin said with unwavering confidence.
They had all been in a good mood when their team finally got so action and publicity a few days ago. The first team to find survivors. The official comntators ntioned Seth and the others climbing to the number one position in contributions.
They showed only a short best-off from the conversations the group and Lord Bar had with locals, but it had given the empire a great insight into the geography of Keväti Kuinen.
Seth’s song, titled “The Denseborn cos”, had even been trending for so ti. However, it was quickly overshadowed by the disappearance of a whole team.
The mbers of Minas Mar in Chrona had sobered up and were now worrying about the danger lurking in that world. Even though most teams were faring well until now, except for Hannigan’s which had been unlucky to lose the thief and scout early on.
Unlike Seth’s group that already had a set destination, other teams were still aimlessly walking around. Most of the other teams still tried to find settlents. Only one other team had a set course, thanks to a diviner among them.
The geographic knowledge thanks to the map shown by the team of Urth the broadcastings could now give comprehensive updates on the rough positions of the different teams. The great tropole overrun with monsters where Hannigan’s forr team landed was actually Aburth.
They were the closest team to Seth’s current destination, of course, this was censored. The viewer wouldn’t know what conclusion the team of Urth reached until it beca apparent from their journey.
A doorbell interrupted their discussion. Soon a butler entered the reeking living room.
“Miss Fin, your parents and the 2nd prince of the fair folk have co for a visit. They are waiting in the salon.”
“What!? Shit! Nooo~ What are my parents doing here?!” the tin brute scread in panic. As if plunged into depths of despair, she started hectically flying around before hiding in the sofa cracks
“Tell them I am not here! There is no fairy in this house! Make them go away!” her muffled voice ordered the butler from within the sofa. Everyone was confused, even the professional butler hesitated for a mont.
“Very well, I shall inform them of your non-presence.”
“What going on fin?” Mina asked the fairy after the butler left. Everyone on the sofa was questioning.
“T-they probably ca to bring back and make marry!” the squeaked from the sofa crack.
“MARRY!?” everyone exclaid shocked.
“I don’t wanna marry! But that stupid prince will insist!”
Before she and her parents had chosen the path of least resistance. Send her off and evade the royalty’s advances. This way they did not have to offend anyone. She couldn’t make a scene in her own howorld. Even less in Chrona!
They suddenly heard a squeaky bellow from another part of the mansion. Like a chipmunk on steroids.
“Fin Bellsmiter! This prince has co to et you. Do you dare to ignore a direct royal summon?”
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