Chapter 230

Leon had already expected that Darya would have little stamina, but the situation was even worse than he predicted. Since he had two work for fourteen hours straight and could sleep for six hours, she was forced to stop several times to rest in the sewers. However, resting in such places didn't help her that much since the air around was enough to make her face turn blue.

Unfortunately, since the 'soil of the city was only thirty meters deep, Leon couldn't use his mana. Otherwise, someone would notice his presence. Only after six hours of walking through the sewers, they left that place, and Leon created some earth platforms to rest. The smell of the sewers was left behind, but the stagnated air took its place, and Darya didn't feel all that much better.

"You were right... it is worse than I imagined." Darya said while looking toward all directions and seeing nothing but destruction and poison mist.

Despite Darya's words, not a single warrior complained, but Leon heard some grunts... it looked like Darya needed to use her head a little more before talking and saying those insensible things.

After going down, Leon transported the four warriors until near the place where their village was hidden. He was sure that they didn't want to show Darya where they were currently living.

"Thanks for the help," Leon said. "I will keep training near the golems dungeon for a while, if you guys or Eadmund wants to obtain more magic items, I will trade them for coins, but don't take your time."

The four warriors nodded, and then they left, after that, Leon headed toward the elemental golems' dungeon.

"Didn't you become their allies?" Darya asked. "Is because of me you cut your ties with them?"

"No, we were working together, but only for a while," Leon explained. "I gave them weapons and they gave me intel... more important than that. What do you intend to do now? As you can see, the world down here isn't a good place to spend a vacation."

"... I have no idea what to do now..." Darya raised her head and looked at the thick layer of earth that sustained the city above.

"Don't you have any relatives or friends who would be willing to take you in?" Leon asked. "Maybe they could help you to start a new life with a new name..."

"I have relatives, but none of them would risk themselves to help me." Darya showed a self-deprecating smile. "I think they would even sell me to give my grandfather the chance to punish me for my crimes. As for friends... I have none. Over the last ten years, I have been working organizing and sending important information to the frontlines, but since my memory was erased every day... "

"Ten years... by the way, how old are you?" Leon asked.

"I'm twenty years old," Darya answered.

Leon frowned when he heard that since he couldn't imagine anyone sane putting a ten years old kid doing such important work. It was crazy and inhuman to erase the memories of a kid.

Darya

Health: 50/50

Mana: 2000/2000

Stamina: 44/44

Active Skills: Telepathy Lv 259, Appraisal Lv 125, Analysis Lv 121

Passive Skills: Mental Fortitude Lv 100, Meditation Lv 120

Once Leon used Appraisal on her, he confirmed a few things, it looked like Darya had been born with some talents, and that was why she had been selected to do that kind of job. Although she was depressed and tired of it, she had the perfect skills to organize and collect intel, and that was why her memories were deleted every day. It was to avoid information leaking...

"Now that I think about it losing one's memories is a pretty scary thing. If that happens over and over again... it wouldn't be strange if someone goes insane. But that probably would never happen to Darya since her Mental Fortitude is at an astonishing level."

Maybe unlike Eadmund previous statements, Darya didn't have offensive skills because she didn't have the opportunity to use them. Instead of letting her choose her path in life, her grandfather decided the most convenient way to use her natural abilities. Leon would have to confirm if that was indeed the case, but for the time being, he decided to forget about it.

"Anyway... I don't intend to stay in this world forever." Leon declared. "So, you should think of a way to live a normal life up above. I will help you with that... as long as that doesn't don't delay my plans."

"Okay... by the way, do you intend to let me fly on this earth platform forever?" Darya asked.

Since Leon said farewell to the four warriors, he was walking through the poison mist while he was keeping Darya above the fog. She didn't have much health and probably didn't have the Poison Resistance skill, so she wouldn't last long breathing that air. There was also the problem of gravity... since Leon didn't want to stop letting her rest every five minutes, it was better to let her stay above the mist.

"For the time being, yes," Leon answered. "If you want to enjoy this sweet fragrance, wait until we approach the dungeon."

Either way, sooner or later, Darya would have to get used to the poison mist and gravity. Leon would have to heal her to avoid her death, but it would be a convenient way to use his skills that could heal wounds and cancel status effects.

After a while, they finally reached the area near the dungeon, and Leon let Darya experience both the hard gravity and the poison mist. In the end, that had been a bad idea... she didn't have the strength to keep standing, and after breathing the thick mist for a few seconds, she collapsed... Leon had to keep casting Heal on her for three days straight until she finally woke up.