Book 6: Chapter 88

Book 6: Chapter 88

Yeah, I brought back the weapons, Lindyss said. Lets head to a training ground, and Ill show them to you. The towers really creative with what it calls a weapon meant for magicians.

Okay, Tafel said as the grassy spider moved its legs, following after Lindyss. But what about the zombie? Why did you bring back a zombie?

Lindyss continued walking, but she turned her head and raised an eyebrow at Tafel. Havent you ever heard of a thing called privacy? the cursed elf asked. Arent I allowed to have some?

I mean, yes, you are, Tafel said, glancing at the so-called zombie dressed in bandages. There were bloody specks on the bandages, and one of the specks was growing in size with every step the zombie took. But who wouldnt be curious after seeing something like this? She leaned over and poked the zombies head. Hey, can you speak?

There was no response.

I guess it isnt as smart as Mr. Skelly, huh? Tafel asked before readjusting her position in her seat. She glanced at the zombie again before deciding it wasnt worth bothering Lindyss over. If problems arose because of it, then the cursed elf would be the one to take care of it. Despite the lackadaisical tone she usually took, Lindyss was actually a very responsible adult; thats why Grimmy had sent her with them to the tower.

It didnt take long for them to arrive at the training ground on the second floor. There was an arch built into a wall, and beyond the arch, there was a space even larger than the area the buildings had been located. There was even a sun hanging overhead, and people were smacking straw targets with weapons, sweat pouring down their bodies. A few people turned to look at Tafel and Lindyss as they entered the area, but they quickly turned their attentions back onto the targets in front of them. Although the straw targets were cheaply made, and there was practically no privacy, that didnt mean usage of the field was free.

Hello. A man stood by the entrance. He wore a full suit of plate armor, and a crest with a droplet of water on it was emblazoned on the center of his breastplate. The mans visor was raised, revealing his mustached face. It costs one thousand geums per person to use the field for an hour. How many hours are you planning on staying?

Tafel raised an eyebrow. We have to pay to use a public field?

Tafel scratched her head as the grassy spider followed Lindyss. Did you help her do that? Tafel asked, looking down at Diamant.

No, Diamant said. Shes good at geomancy. Of course, shes not as good as me, but shes better than most earth elementals. Its almost as if shes an earth elemental at heart.

Or she probably had the soul of one stuffed inside her, Tafel said. The grassy spiders eight eyes turned upwards to look at Tafel. The demon shrugged. Dont look at me. Grimmys the one who does stuff like that.

Less yapping, more walking, Lindyss said, ignoring the glances of the people within the field. As she approached the enclosed area, a section of it fell to the ground, creating an entrance for her. Her root bracelet shone with an amber light, and she unceremoniously littered the ground inside the enclosure with oddly shaped weapons.

Tafel entered the enclosure, and the portion that had sunk into the ground rose back up, creating a relatively private area with several straw dummies inside of it.

You can test out those weapons, Lindyss said. If you have any questions about them, you can ask the zombie.

Youre not going to test them with me? Tafel asked and glanced down at the variety of items. Some were wooden, some were metal, and some were made of substances she wasnt quite sure what to categorize them as.

No, Lindyss said as she took a seat. Her shadow opened up, and a few bones and piles of flesh appeared. Im going to create a body. Dont disturb me.

Oh, Tafel said, her nose wrinkling at the smell. Um, okay. Have fun.