Chapter 163 - Getting Help From A Sage

"My name is Sunday!" Sunday said now, returning to his former position and looking into the eyes of the WereHawk. "I thank you for your assist then but, I must consider us both equal . I paid my debt when I saved you from the imps." 

He looked to the side, his hands flat out against the sides of his h.i.p.s. "But then again, I would not mind if I am indebted to you again." He replied. 

"I need your help. I have a problem that I need solved before dawn and..." 

"And..." Shino interrupted, a little smile playing on his lips. "I want to know everything about my people's nation and Orun. Deal?" 

After all, he had said that the Changelings were called WereHawks instead of what they were really were.

A part of him found that funny that Shino did not know how exactly they were really called in Orun. He knew very little about his own origin and he was not faking it otherwise, he would not have asked for that deal. 

Just how would someone exist without knowing about himself and his origins that much. It was not like he, himself, new all the much abut Shino's race but he did know the basics, at least. The basics that Shino was severely lacking in. 

He sighed, nodding his head thoughtfully. What did he have to lose in all of this? He had a trump card with him if things would go south with the deal. But then again, was he not only overthinking things?

What could just possibly go wrong with a harmless deal as that. he wondered. It was best, Sunday theorized within his heart, that he saw the pros and cons of all of this.

Truly, nothing did go for nothing but the type of deal being presented seemed a bit off. And the most interesting part of it was that Shino appeared to be so honest about that. Like, there was not an iota of doubt in his heart as he had spoken to him about it.

Sunday reasoned, trying to think of what to do. If he accepted the deal, there was no way he was going to refuse, what if Shino summed up all he was going to tell him and then declare all of that as a lie or request that he be given more than what he was been informed about? 

That would be really troublesome as nothing bothered anyone more than someone who declared that the truth you said was but a fraction of the original thing. However, it was not something that he could not deal with, if the time came to that. 

He had Bane, he was still leveling up on his skills as an Irunmole and a user of the Law of Light. Already, he had been able to level up on another technique, the light blade and he had been able to see the benefit it held over the shorter ranged double dagger of light that was the basic attack skill of all elites. 

"What is it going to be, Irunmole?" Shino asked, raising his hands to the side as he c.o.c.ked a curious head at Sunday. 

Sunday looked at him but he did not focus at the WereHawk as he was still lost in thoughts. He was still trying to make up his mind such that whatever he did would not end up coming to bit e him from behind. 

He was in a strange place that was Earth and even though it provided a different environment from the harsh conditions he had been accustomed to, he also had to acknowledge that Earth was truly not for the faint of heart. He had to not only get strong but also be able to deal with situation like the one staring him in the face. 

'I only know that the Changelings Unity is in the third Heavens abut then I have really never gone down to that part of Orun. I don't think I have ever ventured out of the Fourth Heavens where all Irunmoles reside so how can I tell him what I do not know?' He reasoned to himself.

"I guess you do not want to take the deal. I should have known. I would be on my way now. See you, Sunday." Shino said and then turned around. He had obviously run out of patience. 

He crouched his body, tensing his muscles as he fisted his hands to the side of him while looking up, diagonally. His wings spread out now and then, he lowered himself to the ground again, in readiness to jump. 

"Wait...." Sunday's sharp and hurried voice interrupted his actions, making his straighten up and look back over his shoulder. 

He raised an eyebrow at the Irunmole, expecting him to say something. He waited then as he waited his hands and seeing that Sunday did not say anything, he turned to face him squarely. 

'Yes/'

"Fine, You have it your way." Sunday said, his eyes glued to the ground. 'Deal!" He looked up at Shino just now. 

Shino smiled. "Took you long enough." He shrugged. "I am not really in so much for the info but i am very curious about where we came from. You see, there is a lot that has happened to us that the older generation has kept from us, all in a bid of trying to make us blend in here, with Earth. But I always knew we were from somewhere more than just Earth. So.. What brought you here?" 

"That is none of your business." Sunday answered to Shino. "What is your busines is how to help me to get my part of the deal, secured."

"Ah!" Shino rolled his eyes. "Still arrogant eh. But wait, where did you guys from? You Irunmole lot and what were you doing here?"

"You dont know where Irunmoles come from?" He asked in shock. 

"Yes, I know that you guys are messengers of light but I have only seen one or two of you at where we live. But it was only for a brief time and then again, you guys dont seem to be from here. Especially you, otherwise, you would not be asking me about helping you out instead of just going to meet the others at your camp."

Sunday swallowed. "Camp? What camp? There are Irunmole camps here?" He asked in surprise. 

"Ah, you don't know? Which means you must be from the Orun. The ones at the Camp, i don't know but.. Heyy... I think I would withhold that information from you. You know, maybe use it to trade something from you. " Shino said. 

Sunday frowned. Just what was Shino getting at now?

"What?" Shino smirked. "I think it is best if I don't tell you everything. Juts know that at camp, you get to meet with all other Irunmoles and there is a lot of fancy things that you have there." 

"Take me there, Shino." He demanded. "You think they would have a Cleansing Orb over there?

"Nope! What is a cleansing orb?" Shino asked, looking at him suspiciously.

Sunday facepalmed now. The information divide between himself and Shino was truly great. But then, the only reason why he was still here was because Shino did have his way about Earth, an advantage he did not have, yet.

"Is that why you were fighting those Imps there? They took your Orb? I know Imps are thieving bands of demons. Very silly tiny bastards." Shino cursed. 

Sunday raised his head eevn more. "Not exactly. I was going through all of that because I needed information."

"Information?" Shino asked thoughtfully.

"Yes, information. I needed to know where to get another cleansing orbs so i thought to ask the imps."

"BWHAHAHAHA!" Shino laughed, holding his stomach as he doubled over.

"How can you be asking demons that sort of question? Most especially, Imps? Were yo that desperate to get one?" Shin laughed, bending down and looking up at Sunday. 

Sunday sighed, shaking his head. "Well, yes. I was that desperate because I have a mission to complete before dawn breaks out." 

"Mission? What mission?" Shino asked, standing up straight. 

"That is none of your business. Just tell me where to get this orb and I would fulfil my end of the bargain." Sunday retorted. 

Shino nodded now, scratching the fluffy mass of spiky grey hair that he had on his head with the left hand while the right hand cupped his jaw. "Okay, okay... But then I do not know what an Orb is so.... But, I know someone who does and might be able to help you. I just don't know if you would be able to get it before tomorrow. Its on short notice, that is, if he does have it."

"He?" Sunday asked. "Is that at the Camp?"

Shino shook his head. 'No, I don't know where the camp is. We usually don't come out to explore places like that. But I am talking about a Sage." 

Shino licked his lips. "The Sage might be able to help you out on that!"