Chapter 388: The things I have left

Chapter 388: The things I have left

So, verdict? Its a fine piece of magic, isnt it?

Erredis rolled the eye between her fingers, observing every nook and cranny. Its definitely something, thats for sure. Clearly youve not been wasting your time in that underwater hole of yours. Ive no idea how you even ended up there, but still, I can tell its rough around the edges.

Well, yeah. Prototype. Richard answered, leaning on one of the machines in Erredis workshop. Theres a reason I need a tester before I try to pawn that off to the Kleptras, if it doesnt perform exactly as expected Ill have the fuckers on my tailbone for the next millenia.

Kleptras again? So elusive. Even with all the books I read lately they were only mentioned once as an insectoid subterranean race

Its for the Kleps? Move things around in the hives faster, huh I can see it. Well, Sofia, I think it should be mostly safe. You can expect all of the eyes functions except basic sight and storage to potentially break Actually, nevermind, basic sight might break too It should be safe, though. At most, the eye itself will be damaged. There are so many layers of protection on this thing, its actually a bit absurd to look at.

And all that for a measly twenty mana a second. A masterpiece, if I say so myself.

And what if I run out of mana? Sofia asked from the side.

Well, no big deal, the eye will just enter maintenance mode, no mana costs for that, as long as youre alive, the energy from you should be enough. You keep the basic sight, and thats it. Actually, I can build in a switch for you to activate that whenever, if you want Might be a good idea.

If I do take it then that would be nice And What if the basic sight does break? Especially during the trial. Do I finish my trial with a single eye?Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

Richard stepped away from the machine he had been leaning on. A crate appeared in his arms. He put the crate on the ground, crouched, and opened it, revealing a pile of eyes just like the prototype in Erredis hands. Some of these look a bit Uneven. Prototype prototypes?

The skeleton rummaged through the eyes, and sighed. Not this one

The crate disappeared and another took its place, similarly full of fake eyes. Finally, he looked like he found a treasure, and grabbed one eye in particular. Got it! Just the thing you need!

Another eye? Sofia asked, crouching on the other side of the crate.

Precisely, a simpler one, this. Its the most basic of basic models I made when I was working on basic vision. Only does that, and does it well. If the prototype breaks so much that vision is out, then theres no point in continuing the testing, you can take it out and bind with this one instead

That does make things a bit better. Though I have to say the idea of losing my eye for something that might break on me at any time isnt exactly very exciting.

They both stood back up, and Richard corrected himself.

Erredis leaped at the skeleton and grabbed him by the jaw. A raised bony hand caught her throat in the same instant, erratic magic charging in its palm.

Always busy, huh, bone lord? But you have time for a drink, dont you?

The magic died in Richard's palm, he grabbed Erredis hand and pushed it away, shaking his skull. Taking a few steps away, he stretched his arms, the bones separating from each other before snapping back in position. The old usual spot? ... Let me get my spare.

Grab the female one, I like you much better without your balls, Richard.

This is why youre a fucking outcast, Erredis.

Sofia flew away from Zephirs sect, and went north for a while until she landed at the top of another mountain with a view of the sea. Sitting there, legs dangling over a cliff, she watched the waves from above. Pareth came out and sat next to her.

We just keep going and going. Weve sure done a lot in a few years

Pareth silently listened.

Im worried I might be losing track, though. My original goals were just to be free, have fun with magic, and give a proper burial to Saria Exceeded all my expectations there for sure. I dont regret it at all. But now that Ive accomplished all that I dont know. Im still always chasing progress, but for what? Revenge on Scripture? I have to do it but is that really what should be driving me to go forward?

Sofia threw a rock at the ocean, watching it fall and fall until she lost sight of it.

I rarely take time to enjoy anything. I think the last few months at the academy highlighted that For once I took some time for myself. And now that its over, I feel a bit Empty. Going to risk my life out there in a trial again, I like the thrill, but is it really worth living for? Going all out to become stronger, just because I can Im always leaving pieces of myself behind. My heart, my blood, my brain. Now an eye At the end, what am I going to be left with?

After a short silence, Sofia felt the cold bony hand of Pareth on her shoulder. She turned to look at him. With his other hand, he pointed at himself.

Sofia smiled. Left with you? Well, I guess thats not too bad. Its true, I do have you, and everyone else. Saria, Alith, Bookie, Astelia, Erredis, Mr Scribe, Shaily, The list is long and ever growing, she said, slowly standing up.

Alright. Enough moping. No real objectives? Im making up problems in my head, arent I? Got all I ever wanted and now I feel bad for it? How does that even make sense? Scripture is a looming threat, but so what? Im not scared. New objective is all planned out, isnt it? The goal is to crush every trial and become the strongest thing around next to the Lords. Simple. Why? Because I can. Its already what Ive been doing.

Sofia extended a hand to help Pareth get up.

Come. We have a trial to break.