Book Three Chapter Sixty: CT_Maze

Book Three Chapter Sixty: CT_Maze

In the end, they decided to leave the two Mages with their students. It didnt feel right to tear them away from where they were having so much fun. That, and Squiggles wouldnt stop hissing at them, and Sencha Bard was getting increasingly agitated that the duo werent dissipating.

Right, well, Im off to go do something else, the Chosen One told the two Mages as they left. Have fun doing your thing, you two weirdos. Come on, Squiggles! Leave them to their creepiness!

Perhaps it is because of the ballad that they havent disappeared, Sencha Bard was saying in an undertone to Definitely Bad Guy as the unhappy sharktopus was towed away. The Mage, while naturally intrigued by the situation, lacked the urgency that seemed to have infected the Bard.

Time will tell, he said, instead. While you are new to the world of rigorous scientific thought, I have learned that patience is necessary to procure the best data. The fact that there are now multiple observers to those two shall be useful if anything should happen in our absence. We must strictly question them when the time comes for us to investigate further.

Right, first things first, were gonna head to the front gate of the castle, the Chosen One said, ignoring the talk of experimentation amongst his party members.

Why are we going to the front gate? Qube asked. Shed thought they werent going to have the guards or the thieves attack said gate.

Two reasons, the Hero said happily. One, I want to make sure that neither of those two groups have decided to think for themselves? Or stick to their original scripting? Im not sure which it would be, at this point, to be honest. Do the thing I dont want them to do, and get themselves killed.

You seem very sure that they would die, Qube said.

I know how these things go, the Hero shrugged. The second is

But couldnt we attack the castle gate with them, and protect them? Qube asked, interrupting the Hero in her passion. Especially if we got the people from the Royal Infirmary to help us shield and heal them, then they would stand a much greater chance of surviving the initial assault. Im sure the White Mage would be more than capable of using [Revive].

The Chosen One stopped dead in the street.

Oh, he said, slightly sheepishly. I didnt think of that.

Not that Im questioning your plan! Qube hurried to reassure him. You set a brilliant boundary! I was just wondering, you know, if your primary concern was their safety (a very noble worry!) there might not be ways around it?

The last thing Qube wanted to do was discourage the Hero from thinking more about the safety and wellbeing of others. Sure, shed been a little surprised that he cared that deeply about making sure that total strangers didnt get hurt, given his track record of doing what he wanted, whenever he wanted, but it was extremely heroic of him, and thus something that she was absolutely honour bound to support.

Even if, from the dismayed look on his face, his entire heroic boundary-setting had been based on him not thinking things through.

Youre right, he said, shamefaced. Oh man, we could have had the entire city helping out. That would have been awesome! We could have armed everyone with all of the weapons we sto uh, acquired from various shops. Oh! Do you think we could have gotten Mr. Igma to join the fray? He slowly started walking again, staring off into the distance at a sight only he could see.

No, Qube replied, her very soul shivering at the image of the dour shopkeeper forced to not only leave his beloved countertop, but to also cooperate with a bunch of strangers. For free. Outside.

Especially if they were using weapons that the Chosen One had tricked Qube into stealing from him.

It would certainly be an epic saga, Sencha Bard said, wistfully. One I would dearly love to witness. The oppressed townsfolk, taking back their land for their rightful ruler.

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While you are, of course, within your rights to not be a part of anything that makes you uncomfortable, my love, given theres a chance this can be done safely, dont you think it should be left up to the individuals to decide what they wish to do with their own lives? Sexy Screamy Spider Briar asked the Hero delicately.

What promise? Qube asked, tilting her head to the side.

Were going to the maze, the Hero said, rather than answering her question.

Wait, arent you going to break things? Qube was growing increasingly confused.

Nah, Im gonna do things normally, the Chosen One said.

Qube was now incredibly worried. Not only had the Chosen One decided that some things were more important than loot, he was now actively choosing not to break things but (horror amongst horrors) do them normally.

His faithful companion was now convinced that the Hero was either incredibly ill, or had secretly been possessed. Or, well, repossessed. Over-possessed.

The point was, something was very wrong!

She swung around to look at her fellow party members, and was relieved to see that they were all looking as worried as she felt. The loot thing had been odd. Cleverly thinking around a social situation had been almost unheard of for the socially disadvantaged Fighter. But to choose the normal way of doing things?

Even Squiggles was looking concerned. Possibly because everyone else was shifting about, but Qube knew the mascot well enough to know that she was incredibly attuned to everyones emotions, since she was the cleverest good girl that had ever existed.

Squiggles, she whispered to the sharktopus as the party turned away from the door they werent at all supposed to go through, without trying to trick their way in at all. Can you sense anything strange about the Chosen One? Does he smell different at all?

If anyone could tell that the Chosen One wasnt who they thought he was, Squiggles could.

A sudden fear gripped her heart. What if the Chosen One had been replaced by a Dev, and she hadnt noticed? He still sounded like the Chosen One, and moved like the Hero, but the Devs might be trying to trick them into saying something that would justify hobbling them with the Golden Prophecy while in the Devs realm.

She suspected that the Chosen One wasnt telling the Devs everything that happened in this world (mostly because the Hero had pretty much told her he was concealing things), maybe theyd caught wind of this and were trying to sneakily gain information?

Squiggles, being the wise and smart girl she was, instantly swarmed up to the Chosen One and carefully sniffed him. After a few sniffs, she climbed him, and happily wrapped herself around his neck. Perched firmly on his shoulder, she opened her mouth, and drooled on him.

Qube was suddenly a little less certain in Squiggless possession-detecting capabilities.

My darling, Sexy Screamy Spider Briar scuttled up to the Chosen Ones side as he, without any kind of external direction, led them to where Qube was sure the maze was located. You really seem to be coming into your own. Whats sparked this sudden mature side? Dont get me wrong, its wildly attractive the Hero made a horrified strangled sound but it does seem a little unusual.

Man, look, Im just trying to I dunno, do the right thing? Look, this is as new to me as is it to you. I just dont want to get a bunch of people killed, or sequence-break things so hard that you guys dont get your shot at confronting the Baddy Daddy.

The Hero looked extremely uncomfortable as he started walking faster, and faster.

Anyway, were nearly at the maze, so make sure youre ready to go in here and do things so that you guys get the biggest chance to grow before I start bleeding out of my eyeballs or something.

Squiggles hadnt led them astray. Only the Chosen One could give such a rousing speech in such a poorly-delivered manner!

Which meant everything hed done before was actually him. He was finally becoming the heroic Hero shed always thought he was!