Chapter 293 Talking First is Always Nice

Chapter 293 Talking First is Always Nice

The place they were in was pretty silent and devoid of life. Damian was not expecting any danger to occur during the night time, so when he heard someone had entered his tent, he was expecting it to be some of his companions.

But then, the cold hint of a blade was on his throat, and a female voice whispered, "Don't scream, or you will die."

Damian first examined the person who was threatening him, and came to the conclusion that said person did not have a chance against him. He was much more powerful.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Damian whispered back, acting as if he was scared of dying.

The mysterious woman said, "I need your carriage. Can you give it to me?"

If it was something else that she was asking, then maybe Damian would try to help, but the carriage was impossible for him. They needed it to reach their destination with comfort, especially considering how far the destination was.

He shook his head, "I cannot give you that. Why do you need the carriage for? Maybe I can just bring you along on it?"

The lady didn't answer immediately. She pondered before saying a word. "I am not a criminal like you think. My sister is ill and I need to help her, but don't have the resources to do so. We are in the middle of nowhere as you can probably tell..."

Damian was happy that he didn't attack the woman thinking she was just a thief trying to get his stuff.

'It's nice to talk to people before killing them, sometimes,' He realized.

He then looked at her and said, "We are going to meet a wizard in the middle of nowhere, pretty far from here. Do you think she needs the help of a mage or normal doctors can help her?"

"Really?" the lady gaped, "This condition of hers is something the doctors could never help her at all. I think my only chance is with a mage!"

The abilities humans had on Earth came from the serum, which came from the beasts, which were magical beasts from the dungeons. Everything was connected, and most humans were realizing — now that they were stuck inside the dungeon — that they could do way more things, not just using a specific ability.

They kept walking through the forest. The cold night breeze hit their faces, and the occasional sound of night birds woke Damian up from his internal thoughts. He lost track of time and didn't know for how long they walked, but eventually, he spotted a campfire and two sleeping bags. Both were empty, and Cassia's sister was in front of the campfire, heating her hands.

She spotted her sister fairly quickly, but she also saw Damian with her, and looked puzzled, "Who is he?"

Nessia was just scared that someone had taken her sister. It looked like it.

"Sister, relax," Cassia said with a smile, "He is trying to help us."

After hearing her sister, Nessia relaxed, as she fully trusted Cassia.

As for Damian, he was analyzing the two sister, and their difference was visible. They did not look similar in the slightest!

Sure, there was a chance they were blood-related sisters who didn't have a single feature alike, but they were so different in both appearance and power that Damian was sure they were not blood-related sister!

Cassia not only looked way different, but she was also prone to use stealth abilities, andshe probably had some affinity to shadows or silence or things related to stealth abilities. But her sister, apparently, did not have anything related to that, and siblings often did have similar abilities.

Nessia's hair was also silver, while Cassia's was black. They were too different from each other.

Damian said nothing about that and simply agreed to Cassia, "I am here to help you, or at least try to help you. I am heading to a mage in a distant place, and your sister said you are also looking for a capable mage, so I don't see a reason to deny a helping hand."

Nessia could not hold her happiness. She started crying.