Chapter 93: Questions

Chapter 93: Questions

So, I put my jeans on and double-check my gear. Its night. Like all bad deeds, you got to do this stuff at night, man. You cant just stroll in there in the middle of the day. Plus, Lucillus told me there are patrols during the day. Whereas at night, the security is lower.

Why are you wearing those clothes? Stan asks with restrained curiosity. Hes feeling guilty about this, but I dont want to have this over his head all day.

If I die, better die casual than in those weird Elven clothes, I say.

He stares at me as if I wasnt there, into the void.

It could be weird for some, but I want to have something from home with me while I go and try to free those idiots.

Now, Im sure you have some questions, right?

Like:

Joey, why do you think you can save those people?Joey, how are you going to make it past the guards?Joey, who says those people arent dead already?Joey, why are you wasting your time?

Stan, so can you do the invisible magic? I ask him.

He nods and chants a few words. After a second, my body becomes fully transparent.Follow current novels at novelhall.com)

Wow.

Trippy.

Very Harry Potter-y, I must say.

Now, off to some mischief.

This spell will be undetectable for them. Even if someone bumps into you, it will stay up. However, as soon as you start casting magic, Joey, it will start losing power. I cant teach you how to dispel it immediately, though. It would require time you dont have.

Im so going to die, arent I?

Thanks, Stanimal. Look after the bakery for me, will you? And remember to make the same pastries as usual. The others should be able to do a decent job even without me.

Stan nods and stays silent.

He didnt really ask me any questions about this. Like why, what, when, and how. And Im missing one or two interrogative particles. But I bet you get what Im saying.

My magical training has progressed quite a bit; Im halfway through the entire Cantrip list. I have made discoveries worth entire novels, and without Lucinda, I felt like taking a bit of me-time. That meant practicing a lot of magic.

Do I think Im good enough for this Dungeon?

Nah.

Do I think I will make it past the guards?

Maybe, thanks to Stan.

Are those people already dead?

But, alas, I prefer going with two well-built guards than alone. Plus, they actually seem to know whats going on there, unlike me.

Im so going to die.

Joey Luciani, not even 23, death by Dungeon. His hot baker friends will hold a memorial and distribute croissants.

Do I want croissants at my funeral?

Shouldnt I get pizza? Isnt that more representative of my heritage?

Food for thought.

So, can you explain again why these people collapsed the Dungeon entrance? I ask Lucillus as we move stealthily and invisibly.

They were afraid the Boss would get out. Apparently, more and more monsters have been coming out of nowhere. They were probably going for spillage. But those arent burrowers. So, with the entrance sealed, there should be no risk of them escaping. The main monster is called a Skraktalosia.

The name that comes out of Lucilluss mouth sounds like gibberish to me.

That sounds like gibberish to me, I tell him.

Its a name. Its a spawning monster. A huge, dark hound, female. It reproduces with its own offspring. Its very stealthy, and their hides have a natural hiding property. They can hide extremely well in the dark. So, well have to use extremely powerful [Light] spells.

Lucillus directs his gaze at me.

Im not sure what Stan told him, but he definitely knows enough.

Thats not going to be a problem, I nod.

The problem is that we are going to face dozens of those bastards at once, Antoninus says from the side.

We can somehow see a shimmer in the air, signaling the presence of each of us. Otherwise, it would have been hard keeping track of whos where.

The fact that a Silver-rank team couldnt make it should give us a hint on our chances.

Thats Lucillus for you, always positive.

I think Joeys secretly very strong, Antoninus keeps eating despite the invisibility on him. His chewing is actually louder than his voice.

Well, is he wrong?

Is he not?

Who knows, baby.

But we are rocking this Dungeon soon!