Chapter 250: Diplomatic Disaster

Chapter 250: Diplomatic Disaster

Valera chewed on her lower lip, worrying away at its frayed edges. The Little Guardian had been gone for a while now, and she was more than a little concerned. Sure, he could take care of himself - between his ability as a seer and his increasing strength in general, Valera doubted that he would run into something that would lead to his death.

Still, she worried. Less about what would happen to him, and more about what would try to happen to him. And how he would handle it. What would he do if someone attacked him? Sure, his cute little snake armor - and wasnt she so glad that she had that made for him now - might be enough of a hint that he was on friendly terms with humans in some way, considering he didnt even have the arms necessary to make the thing, but

She was worried. People were stupid sometimes. Shed just have to hold out hope that, if he did see a future where he would be attacked by someone who didnt realize he was friendly, hed just ignore it and go in another direction.

Because if he fought back

He would win. Easily, she was willing to bet. He wasnt that same cute and tiny snake defending his equally-tiny Core anymore. He was dangerous. Deadly.

Still cute, though. Justdangerously cute.

And youre sure that its going to be alright? came the same question that she had already heard. Sylvia was even more worried than she was. She had been one of the three to invite them to Erandur; the Little Guardian suddenly going missing and whatever that ended up causing probably felt like it was partly her responsibility. She had almost outright said as much earlier, a few minutes after Valera first realized that he had left the tower.

Though Valera had the feeling that she was more worried about what might happen to the Little Guardian than what the Little Guardian might do to someone else. A few conversations had been more than Valera needed to realize that there was little love lost between the far-poorer people of her rickety wooden tower and the more opulent towers off in the distance. And that really wasnt surprising, if the things that she had been told were true.

Many of them had been pushed out of their homes in the other towers for one reason or another, and trying to make a new one wasnt easy. Especially when it was so ill-kept and poorly defended.

David shuffled forward, trying his best to ignore just how close the Ascendeds fangs were to his face. He had seen what those things could do to a man. More than once, too. Significantly more than once.

After the battle in the infirmary, the tiny snake had - to everyones amazement - conjured up a crude image of people walking with a snake down a tunnel. It was actually pretty well done; they werent perfectly accurate, but they were close enough that there was no question about what the Ascended wanted.

He wanted them to follow. Which was promising, since David had been planning on doing that anyway. The Ascended had proven itself willing and able to heal people who got hurt - as long as they didnt attack it, anyway - and David wasnt much of a fighter, even with his newly acquired gear. Even if he might have been able to make it out of the mines himself, why take the risk of getting caught and finding himself in a fight that he couldnt handle? It was better to just go along with the friendly, stupidly powerful monsters wishes. Besides, what exactly would he do if he got out? The moment anyone in Erandur saw his armor and weapon, theyd know where it was from. Theyd know that he shouldnt have it. And if he wasnt willing to brave the mines by himself, he definitely wasnt willing to take on the far more dangerous tunnels of the World Dungeon.

Stillwhy did I do this to myself?

David had thought it would be a good idea to make sure the Ascended knew they were friends - so when the snake started to slither far slower than the humans around it could walk, David had carefully picked it up and put it on his shoulder. And that had worked. It was fine. He was safe, they were moving faster, and everything was going well; the snake was even able to keep telling them where to go with its conjured light, not that David needed the directions.

Apparently the snake had been hearing the prisoners pickaxes and wanted to go find them. David wasnt planning on stopping it. Not that he could. It would probably turn out fine, anyway; as long as they were warned not to do anything stupid, the snake most likely wasnt a danger to any of the prisoners.

To the lone guard that was still watching over them, thoughthat might be different.

The Ascended hissed in his ear again, and David involuntarily jumped.

Friendly or not, the thing was just way too close for comfort.