HBWnovel 362. Danger and Outbreak III
362. Danger and Outbreak III
362. Danger and Outbreak III
The days passed by, the group finished forming the outpost properly, and staked the area around the ditch every so often, leaving some gaps in case they needed to retreat. They had also made a bridge which could be cut to fall across the ditch to allow them to safely walk past it, and the gate had been made so they could lift it up with some slight effort.RêAd lateSt chapters at novelhall.com Only
Adam would recast the tower daily, some time during the afternoon, and he would cast Goodberry then too. He, Jurot, Jaygak, and Kitool each ate the berries whenever he created them, while the rest ate them on a rotation, save for Brittany and Nobby. He would then meditate to gather his Mana. He also used his Tricks trick to flavour some of the food, though only after the meal was cooked, as the farmers seemed quite hesitant with an Elf using magics on their food, even if he was only half an Elf.
Mana: 18 -> 15
Spell: Fireball
8D6 = 30 (1, 2, 3, 3, 4, 5, 5, 6)
30 damage!
Lucy sighed, watching as the remaining two wolves, each of which were larger than the others, retreated away. Six wolves lay dead from Adam’s spell, and the group quickly approached them to gather them.
Victory!
Wolves
XP Gained: +55
XP: 8795 -> 8850
“Come on,” Adam said, smiling at Lucy. “You’re too good for wolves, Lucy.”
Lucy returned back to swinging her axe, annoyed that there hadn’t been a good fight. A few days had passed, and they had passed by too smoothly. It’s not that she wanted an Outbreak to crush them, she just wanted a fight every so often. She could have asked the Iyrmen to spar with her, but they’d probably spar too harshly.
“Plus, each of you are getting the XP anyway,” Adam said, smiling at them.
Jurot narrowed his eyes, and slowly nodded his head. ‘XP. Warriors and Wanderers?’
Whenever it was time to eat, the group would gather together, save for those on watch, and stories would be told over food. The Iyrmen were eager to share the stories of their people, mostly those of their ancestors.
Adam spent the time with the farmers, learning more about them. They had become slightly more comfortable with Adam and his group.
Sir Vonda and John would speak about their mutual love of drawing and painting. She had shared her paints with him, and though one of John’s pieces was a little too abstract for her, another was quite decent, a painting of the landscape around them.
Adam noted that Charley, the strongly built warrior with dyed hair, would often times tap her fingers against her thigh, or the wall, and would often remain with Ivy, who continued to sulk in the shade.
Greg, the strongly built man with the tattoo, remained mostly quiet.
“Really?” Adam asked, staring at Jurot.
“I am certain,” Jurot said. “They are siblings.”
Adam stared between Charley and Greg.
Insight Check
D20 + 1 = 10 (9)
“I can’t really see it, but if you say so,” Adam said, before Charley confirmed it during a casual conversation. ‘Damn, Jurot.’
“You’re not?” Charley asked, staring at Remy.
“No,” Remy said, shaking his head. “We’re not.”
“But you look the same.”
“Aye, we get that a lot.”
Adam spoke with Rick more often than the others. The pair would workout in the mornings together.
“I didn’t think about how useful your tower was,” Rick admitted. “It’s wonderful to cool down in the heat.”
“I may be dumb, but I’m not stupid,” Adam said.
“I can’t imagine,” Rick admitted. “That sort of thing’s not something they do in Red Oak. I hear up north they do that sort of thing. They say half of them can read and write. I can’t really write too well.”
Adam shook his head slightly. “Where I... yeah.” Adam tried to be more careful with giving out information about himself. “I’m alright with my letters and numbers. Not so good with the numbers, admittedly, but I’m alright. Better with my letters.”
“They taught you good in the Elvish lands?”
“I wasn’t born in the Elvish lands.”
“Oh,” Rick said. He wondered if he should press, but decided against it. “I try to read at the library when I have the chance.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Costs a copper each time to get in, but you can read for the whole day. There’s about fifty books you can read. If you want to read other books, you need to pay a silver, or a gold. I can spend the silver, but gold’s a little harder to part with.”
Adam chuckled. “I get that. Hey, after this quest...”
Rick stared at Adam, wondering why he had stopped.
“It’s bad luck to say that sort of thing,” Adam said, shaking his head.
“Aye.”
“Say, you’re Iron Rank now. Adventuring for about five years. How long do you think you’re going to be adventuring for?”
“I don’t plan on stopping any time soon. We adventure a little now and again, and usually we don’t risk it with this kind of request, but the pay was great, and we’re working with greater folk than us. When we heard there were three Iyrmen, and a Steel Rank party, we decided to accept. I think we’ll keep adventuring, slaying our bears, making our silver, for years to come. Might reach Bronze, but we’re fine with how much we’re making for now. They say if you burn a candle brighter, it doesn’t last as long.”
“Yeah,” Adam said. “Say, if you...” Adam paused again, wondering how to word it. “I’ve been thinking about...” He paused again, trying to understand what he wanted to ask, and if he should really ask. “What about working as a guard for a business?”
“Sometimes we get that sort of request when a merchant comes by,” Rick said. “Decent enough pay, but it’s infrequent.”
“Hmm.” Adam nodded his head slowly. ‘I’m already training Nobby. What if I...’
Rick waited for Adam to continue. It seemed the Half Elf had something to say.
“Would you like to put all your children through education?” Adam asked.
“If I had the gold. I’d have the others send their children too. Might send them out to apprentice to smiths and the like if they’re not good for letters and numbers proper.”
“Hmm,” Adam said with slightly more enthusiasm. “I see.”
“You alright?”
“Yeah,” Adam said. “I’m fine.” ‘Interesting...’
Before Adam could finish his thought, a whistle pierced the air, and the entire camp quickly burst into action, grabbing their weapons. They gathered like a swarm towards where the watchers were pointing towards.
“Stay out of this, Adam!” Lucy shouted as he darted onto the walls. “I want to spill blood!”
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