If you're wondering where Nash was when the whole mess happened, he was right there. But he couldn't do anything because a fan with a sharp point was pointing at his neck the whole time."Don't move or this fan will go straight into your vein," the woman holding the fan threatened.Who wouldn't be afraid when threatened like that? Nash felt sorry at the start when he saw the woman being chased by Arcane troops and brought her behind the cloak to hide. But now, he was even threatened not to move or speak. He felt betrayed.Nash glanced to the side and saw Lisa being carried by one of the soldiers. The girl looked angry and annoyed but couldn't fight back. Nash also couldn't save Lisa or Greg because they had been caught first.So, what about Madam Offrenda and Shein? No need to worry. Nash had returned to the last place they were and given them one of their invisible cloaks to hide."Hey, answer me. Where did you get this item from?" Nash squinted in annoyance. He had been kindly helpe
The sound of knocking echoed through the room. Knock. Knock. Knock."It's Gabriel," he announced from behind the door.A response came from inside. "Come in," a voice said.Gabriel pushed open the door, revealing a spacious room decorated with sigils of golden scales. He strode inside with confidence, heading straight for a long sofa where two other people were already seated. One was a young man with a calm face and a captivating smile, while the other was an old man with long white hair and a white robe adorned with a cross in the center."Greetings, Leader and Pontifex," Gabriel said, nodding respectfully to the two men."Welcome, Gabbie," the young man greeted him warmly. "How was your mission earlier? I'm sure you must have done well, right?""Leader, please don't call me that," Gabriel replied, his face slightly irritated.The man burst out laughing. "Ahahaha, he's so cute, isn't that right, Pontifex Roman?"The old man nodded slightly. "You are right, Master Adam."Gabriel igno
"Leader?" Pontifex Roman had been admiring the Schlydia dragon's size and strength, despite its chains. But suddenly, he noticed Adam was no longer by his side. He turned to the adjacent cell and saw Adam crouching, talking to someone.Then, a woman's scream echoed from the cell, followed by a loud slap on Adam's cheek."Leader!" Pontifex Roman was taken aback by the sudden turn of events and hurried over to Adam's cell.Meanwhile, Adam, still facing sideways after the slap, rubbed his red cheek and glared ahead with flashing eyes. "Your slap still stings as much as I remember, eh?" he said."Shut up, you bastard! Don't talk to me or I'll silence you for good!" Lisa retorted, her face twisted with anger. The innocence and purity that usually radiated from her seemed to have vanished as she faced the man she despised the most in her life.Despite her outburst, Adam only chuckled, flashing a smile that left everyone in the cell spellbound. Even Lisa remained unimpressed."You're quite t
"Rest in peace, Madam Offrenda," Nash said, placing a daisy on her grave and bowing his head in prayer. Shein stood beside him, still sobbing uncontrollably. Nash knew they couldn't keep Madam Offrenda's body out in the open for too long, so he immediately dug a hole and buried her. It was then that Shein realized that Madam Offrenda's words about sleeping forever were true.Despite only just finding a motherly figure in Madam Offrenda, Shein was once again left alone. "Am I really a jinxed child?" she thought to herself. "Is that why I've always been someone else's slave and alone?"Lost in her negative thoughts, Shein felt a gentle pat on the top of her head. She looked up to see Nash still facing forward. "What's wrong, Nas?" she asked.Nash turned and looked at the girl with puffy eyes. "It's fine. I think you're blaming yourself for what happened."Shein was surprised. "How could he know?" she thought."You know, Shein," Nash continued. "I felt the same way when someone I cared ab
"Uncle, how much for this item?" Nash's voice caught the attention of the shop owner. The man looked up from his counter and saw Nash holding a roll of paper, tied with a red ribbon."It's not for sale, young man," the shop owner replied. "It belonged to a visitor who was left behind. It's been a long time, and he never came back. You can take it for free."Nash bowed his head in gratitude. "Thank you, Uncle."He unrolled the scroll and examined the Terraria map. The item was a valuable tool that could reveal the map holder's current location. Nash was on the outskirts of Torrenfield, while Valvaroa—the kingdom where Chi and Grandma were supposed to be—was at the eastern end of Terraria. To reach them, Nash would have to traverse several kingdoms.Nash took a deep breath. At least he had a map. After settling his affairs in Torrenfield, he didn't want to waste any more time and set off immediately for Valvaroa. Although it would have been more convenient if there was a teleport circle
"Good night, Nash," Shein said as she made her way to her own bed and peeked from outside the door.Nash, lying in his own bed, watched her go and nodded slightly in return. They were staying in a cheap inn on the outskirts of town. The room was hot and stuffy, and there were issues with the bathroom, but the low price made it worth the discomfort. Nash had even rented two rooms to ensure a little extra space."WHAT? I'M SHARING A ROOM WITH THIS BOY? I DON'T WANT IT!" It was Merlene, the woman in the red dress.Nash took a deep breath and tiredly looked at her. He had paid for the room rental in the inn's lobby and was in no mood to deal with Merlene's drama. "Then go and find your own room. Use your own money. You are richer than me, Miss Tre Devilla," he replied bluntly.Despite knowing that Merlene was an accomplished player with a fortune far greater than his own, Nash couldn't help but wonder why she hadn't found an inn for herself. He had even paid for her dinner the night befo
Nash furrowed his brow in deep thought as he held two skewers of meat over the fire, flipping them with expert precision. He knew they still had to discuss how to free Lisa and the others."Hmmm," he said, taking a deep breath. "We've got to come up with a plan on how to save them."As Nash pondered their predicament, his companion Shein burst onto the scene, jogging over from the nearby meadow with three horned chickens in her hands. The creatures had fainted, making them easy prey for the players to bone it and made a meat skewer from it."We're in luck," Shein said, grinning widely. "I caught these for us."They were in the open meadows of Torrenfield, where players hunted low-level monsters to resell their corpses at the market or process them for food. The owner of the inn where Nash was staying had told them they could sell the bodies there as food raw materials for a good price.Nash thought it was a golden opportunity, a chance to level up while eating for free and earning mon
"Excuse me, can you tell us where we can sell the results of our monster hunts?" A man with a bushy beard and a haggard face let out a sigh when he was approached. He had been sitting there for a long time, and it seemed like every day there were people asking the same question. However, despite his annoyance, he couldn't refuse and always answered their inquiries, one by one. It had become a part of his life.He raised an index finger and pointed towards an alley. "Keep going straight and then turn right at the intersection. There, you'll find a shop where you can sell your monster hunting products.""Thank you," the person replied gratefully.The man rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Indeed, how much did he hunt to the extent that he had to--"He was about to finish his sentence, but his words caught in his throat as he saw rows of Horn Chicken corpses being dragged along the streets using ropes, like a carnival procession."T-That's a lot!" he thought to himself."I guess I have to bu