Ch. 281..290

Chapter 281

"What do you mean you’re going alone?!" Eliza shouted.

"But Big Bro promised!" Lina joined in on the verbal tirade against Jack’s updates to the plan. "Big Bro promised to take us around town. You promised!"

"Lina, please understand--"

"Jack, you’re not going to break your promise with Little Lina, are you?" interjected Maura, siding with the other two.

"Guys, it’s not that I’m breaking the promise, I’m only tweaking it," reasoned Jack. "I’ll take you all shopping after I get back. We can even do it in Estonya, the elven capital to make up for missing it here."

Lina’s frown flipped upside down as her eyes lit up. "Elves? We’ll go shopping with elves?"

"Yup. There you’ll find things that no one else has in the world," Jack added with a convincing smile.

"Yay! We’ll go shopping but with elves!" Lina’s simple mind wasn’t hard to convince.

Jack then turned to his wives and Daliea who stood with them. "Please understand that I need to do this. I mean, it is the personal request of a god."

"I get that... But how come I can’t come with you?" pouted Eliza.

"Or me?" added Maura.

"And Daliea doesn’t want you to go alone either, right Daliea?" Eliza grabbed the grey-skinned girl’s hand as if to pass her some of Eliza’s courage.

"Yeah... I’d feel better if one of us went with you," Daliea shyly stated.

Jack shrugged his shoulders. "I’m taking Bowzer, and that should be more than enough. Besides, you all need to go grind and gain EXP or we’ll waste too much time. I’m sure I’ll gain some while I’m gone, but we can’t have you all get left behind."

"Yeah, just let the boy go! I’m sure he’ll be fine while we grind away!" Maynard shouted, coming to Jack’s aid.

"Maynard," Maura rolled her eyes at the battle-crazed samurai. "You just want to kill something after staying cooped up for so long."

"No," Maynard shook his head. "I’m excited to finally go to Sunset Valley! I’ll finally get to pledge to Jin and get stronger like Rydel."

"Then it’s settled," Rydel chimed in. "We’ll head to Sunset Valley and start clearing it out so we can reach Jin. In the meantime, Jack will go and meet Choron to learn more about the new quest."

"Yeah!" In excitement, Maynard unsheathed both katanas and clenched the hilts tightly.

The girls all sighed, knowing that there was no way around it this time.

Jack walked over and calmly threw his arms around his wives. "I’ll be back, so don’t worry about me, okay? It’s just a test. It’s not like Choron would kill me, otherwise, why would he have kept waiting for me to come back?"

Maura and Eliza kept their remaining thoughts to themselves as they embraced Jack and rested their heads on his shoulders.

Proving that she was still more open than Maura, Eliza reached out and grabbed Daliea’s arm. "Come on, get in here."

Embarrassed and jealous, Daliea stepped forward and joined the group hug.

"Me too!" Lina jumped and crashed into the four of them, almost knocking them over. They all got a laugh out of the young girl’s antics and felt a bit better.

"But before we take off, there are two things that need to be done," Jack spoke up while pointing to Trax. "First off, we’re forming a pact."

"What?! But I don’t need your--"

"You’ll want this pact. We’ve all formed one and it allows you to mentally communicate with all of us and we can even share skills to an extent," explained Jack. "There’s not much downside to this pact, and I won’t be taking any of your EXP. Also, if you say no, then I’ll just have a chat with your master about it."

"Fine... I guess that’s not too bad." Trax stepped forward and took a knee. "Let’s get this over with."

Jack didn’t say another word as he bit his thumb. With the freshly drawn blood, Jack etched the pact onto Trax’s forehead. In a matter of moments, the ninja sealed it with his own blood and activated the pact.

’You can hear me, right?’

’Yes, my Lord.’

’Oh yeah, drop the honorifics,’ laughed Jack, catching Trax off guard. ’You may be used to it by now thanks to Choron, but now that you’re a party member for life like the rest of us, we’re all equals. I just happen to be the party captain, not your lord. Got that?’

’Yeah... I got it.’ Trax felt a bit better after hearing that. His impression of Jack started to lean toward the famous reputation and not the infamy that the heroes had fueled in the past.

’Welcome to the party! We’re glad to have ya,’ laughed Maynard.

’I’ll be seeking your advice on increasing my stealth, so be prepared to help me," stated Rydel.

As the party members took turns welcoming their new party member, at the side stood Dirk, feeling a mix of emotions.

Jack saw the swordsman’s strange expression and chuckled, "What’s on your mind, Dirk?"

"Is it your pact that boosts Maynard’s skills with a sword?" the man asked outright. "No matter what I try, though I’m one level higher than Maynard, his sword strikes feel different than anyone else I’ve seen at our level. It’s hard to explain or put into words."

"To answer your question, yes. I have a passive sword skill that increases my effectiveness while wielding a sword and boosts my sword-based abilities as well," explained Jack. "The pact I’ve created allows Maynard to passively gain half of my skill level, naturally increasing his abilities with all swords. But that also applies to my bow skill, my mana regeneration, my mana capacity, my physical resistance, and more."

"You have that many skills..."

Dirk was lost in thought and envy while Trax, who had overheard Jack’s explanation, felt pride swell up inside of him. Both men now desired to join Jack’s party indefinitely, even if one of them was reluctant for personal reasons.

"You know, I wouldn’t be against making a pact with you, Dirk."

With his attention stolen, Dirk smiled at Jack. "Really? What are your conditions?"

Jack laughed, "You know my character well. If you make a pact with me, I won’t farce you to join my party. However, you’ll have to prove yourself useful in other ways."

"Such as?"

"Your skills in management and delegation are amazing, to say the least. There’s a reason why you managed to become a military assistant without becoming corrupt like the others," stated Jack. "You’ll already be entering the Leisure Guild’s placement test to become a fully-fledged of the guild, but I want you to swear fealty to it. I want you to help with its operations and its management."

Dirk chuckled, "That’s it? You want to give me a cushy, well-paying job that doesn’t involve me leaving my family for months at a time or risking my life every other day?"

"Who said it was well-paying?" joked Jack.

"If it is, then I’ll take it," reasoned Dirk.

"You drive a hard bargain, but I’ll accept your terms." Jack reached out and firmly shook Dirk’s hand. "We’re honored to have a man of your experience join our cause."

Next, Dirk knelt in front of Jack, letting the young hero draw up the pact in blood. He then took out his sword and slit his thumb, allowing Dirk to seal and fully accept the newly formed pact between them.

’Now I’ll be able to easily keep tabs on the guild and increase its productivity, all thanks to you.’

The first mental message Dirk ever heard caused him to shake his head. ’Such a position is what I had always wanted, I’m sure you figured that out.’

"Tonight, we celebrate!" Maynard had already brought out a large barrel of alcohol for all to share.

"Wait." Jack held up his hand. "There’s still one more thing to do. Eliza, can you bring out her casket."

Chapter 282

"Eliza, can you bring out her casket."

The warmth of the moment began to fade as everyone understood what they were about to do.

Eliza nodded. She silently walked to the center of the room and placed the casket there. Running her fingers along the side, Eliza was reminded about the letter that Keela had left her and now she was asked to never share all of its contents, only portions.

"Eliza, can you open the casket and say a few words," Jack asked. "I think you’re the one most fit for it."

"Yeah... I’ll do that." The enchantress carefully unlatched the coffin’s lid and lifted it.

Once opened, everyone could tell that the coffin’s enchantment wasn’t perfect, only slowing the decomposition of Keela’s lifeless body. But even with a slight stench of death and the beginning signs of decomposition taking effect on Keela’s body, everyone could still make out her final smile that she left them.

"She..." Eliza did her best to summarize some of the letter’s major points but it took some thought. She didn’t want to divulge what Keela wished to remain secret. "Keela was someone raised with a lot of pressure on her shoulders. Since young, she was always following the plans of her family and was forced to accept them, something I can understand well.

"But before the largest decision someone had ever made in her place came to pass, Jack appeared in her life," Eliza continued. "If Jack hadn’t agreed to take her away, she would’ve been forced to marry a perverse pig for a husband and be one of his silent trophy wives all her life. Since Jack accepted her wish and stole her from her family, Keela was given a chance to live life on her terms.

"She had no regrets..." Showing the opened envelope to everyone, Eliza took moment to quell a portion of her emotions. "She left me this, which is the reason I’m still alive and the reason she died in my place. But she died on her own terms... And that what she always wanted. Keela lived her life on her own terms and she happily gave her life for mine on her own terms. It’s something that I’ll never forget... Something... that will always remain with me..."

Losing control, a tear showed itself on Eliza’s cheek as she looked to Jack. "She wanted us to live our lives on our terms, no matter what they are. We shouldn’t worry about what we can’t control. We should focus on what we can control and make an effort to always enjoy life... Like she did..."

A few minutes passed as more tears streamed down Eliza’s face and she gradually lowered the envelope.

"Thank you, Eliza." Suddenly, Eliza felt two arms wrap themselves around her and a soft voice in her ear. "I’m sure Keela would be proud of you."

Jack then looked up to the others. "Let’s all say our goodbyes before we let her rest in the nearby mountains."

One by one, the party members approached the casket, each saying their final words to the cleric. Eventually, the only one left was Eliza, who was still standing in the same spot and struggling to take another step.

She didn’t hear the others, Eliza only heard words from the letter in Keela’s voice. "Don’t be sad... I did this for you... You always stood by me and shared my pain... No matter what, you always remembered me and treated me like your best friend, my first real friend... I may have joined the party for Jack, but I stayed because of you... I think I love you..."

"Eliza."

Brought back to reality by her husband’s voice, Eliza was startled. "Jack, don’t scare me like that."

"It’s your turn," Jack ignored her banter. "Do you want us to leave the room?"

"... Yes, please." Eliza nodded as the party member started to exit the large bedroom. "Jack... you can stay..."

Surprised by Eliza’s sudden statement, Jack smiled and closed the door. He then walked over to his wife, waiting by her side.

Eliza was already beside the casket and looking back at Keela’s soft smile.

"Keela... I... You were my first true friend too. You understood my troubles growing up in a noble family and we were always together for everything. I’m going to miss you so much... I love you too, Keela... But... I also love my husband, Jack... No matter what, I’ll never forget you and I’ll always keep your love with me, okay?"

Halfway through her little speech, Eliza had grasped Jack’s hand, holding tightly and not daring to ever let go.

Baffled and dumbstruck, Jack kept his thoughts to himself. In the end, he had no say in the current situation and just made sure to stand by his wife.

"Can you forgive me, Keela? I loved you, but as the sister I always wanted but was never born... I’ll never forget you... Never..."

With her final words slowly coming out, Eliza reached up for the casket lid. She closed it carefully as if she were trying not to wake up Keela sleeping inside.

Jack nodded and stepped toward the door, but a hand stopped him. A warm yet wet face buried itself in Jack’s chest.

"Jack... Can you please..."

Without a word, Jack leaned into her, embracing Eliza and resting his head against hers. At the same time, Jack cast silence around them. "Eliza, take as much time as you want."

"J-Jack..."

No longer trying to seem strong, Eliza let all of her emotions go.

"Keela... Why did you do that?! Why did you..."

Jack remained quiet. He was her rock and her shoulder to cry own. The hero was dense at times, but he would always act accordingly if he could come to understand the situation. And this situation only required his presence and his touch, not a single word.

Time passed slowly for the two of them, but for the rest of the world, fifteen minutes had passed before Eliza and Jack opened the door.

"Let’s go." Jack led the way. "We can all drink after this and enjoy the night. Tomorrow, we’ll part ways for the time being."

Once Jack and the others left the city limits and could avoid prying eyes, the left with Appa to a nearby mountain.

There was nothing left to say. Each party member helped dig a hole and place Keela’s casket inside. Next, they took their time to fill the hole and pat down the dirt. Finally, Rydel etched a small cross on a nearby rockface, marking the fall of an adventurer.

"To Keela!"

Suddenly, everyone turned to see Eliza with a full glass lifted high in the air.

"Keela didn’t give up her life for us to be sad. She gave it up so we could be happy. We should honor that," stated Eliza as she passed Jack a bottle of Keela’s favorite wine.

Jack followed her example, taking out a glass and filling it before passing the bottle to the next person. He also took out a second glass along with a bottle of juice that mimicked the wine.

Soon, everyone had their wine glass raised high, including Lina with her juice.

"To Keela!"

In unison, they shouted and in unison, they drank from their glasses. The party felt a new level of togetherness, even toward their newest member who hadn’t even taken part in the battle. That was a defining moment for the party and a memory they would all cherish.

After their drink, the party returned to Talmook and the hotel they had paid for. Maynard, Rydel, and Dirk spent the night at the bar, not caring how much they spent so long as it was for a good drink. Daliea paid for a separate room and retired early, still feeling some anxiety since she had been chosen over Keela to be revived.

Jack began the night with the other men at the bar but soon made his way upstairs. When he opened his door, he was blown away by what he found.

"J-Jack..." Maura stumbled over her words.

"Jack, we both feel like you’ve ignored Maura long enough, right?" popping her out from behind Maura, Eliza spoke for her fellow wife.

"I... You’re right," Jack admitted, feeling a bit more open after getting help from alcohol. He closed the door behind him. "Maura, I’m sorry for not treating my wife properly. How can I make it up to you?"

A blush covered all of Maura’s face. "Well... W-we could..."

"Need some help?" Eliza giggled, giving Maura a little push.

Unprepared for Eliza’s nudge, Maura fell into Jack’s open arms. If any more blood could’ve rushed to her face, Maura’s head might’ve exploded.

"Yes."

That was all Jack said as he leaned in to kiss her.

Maura didn’t fight back. She wasn’t expecting it to go so fast, but Maura welcomed Jack’s advance and kissed him back.

Jack led his beautiful wife to their bed as Eliza left the room with a wink. That night, she stayed with Daliea.

Chapter 283

The morning didn’t waste any time, quickly rising in the sky to wake up the rest of the world.

Members of the party trickled out of their bedrooms without any kind of order. They would all go downstairs and gravitate around a large table until the took a seat and ordered a meal to start the day.

Eliza made sure that she, Daliea, and Lina would be the first two at breakfast. She wouldn’t let herself miss the chance to tease Jack about the previous night. Also, she brought Daliea along almost instinctively. Without Keela, who was always going with her to places, Eliza sought someone else’s company. And though she didn’t realize it yet, Eliza also wanted to allow Daliea to feel included around Jack, unlike what Keela had started to feel.

While Lina began her morning feast, the pair of women didn’t have to wait too long. Soon, Jack and Maura were spotted coming down the stairs.

Their appearance was normal and unsuspicious, yet Eliza could see something different in Maura’s eyes. A part of Eliza felts jealous as she watched Jack escort Maura down the stairs, something he didn’t do with Eliza.

As the couple neared the table, a tinge of blush flooded Maura’s cheeks.

"Maura, there’s nothing to feel bad or guilty about." Eliza reached across the table and held Maura’s hand in support. "If anything, we should both be mad at Jack for making us wait so long."

"Where’s the waiter?" Jack spoke loudly, not wanting to let that conversation carry on much longer. "Waiter, we’ll get two breakfast specials with extra pancakes. And two glasses of your freshest juice."

"Of course, sir. I’ll bring the juices right away," the waiter replied with a bow before he hurried off the kitchen.

"Eliza, Maura," Jack then looked to both of his women. "I’m sorry for troubling you and making you both worry. Please, don’t think I don’t care about you... Because I do."

"You only care about us?" asked Eliza, hinting at something else.

Jack sighed, "No... I... We may have been forcefully married, but I’ve grown to really, really care you both."

"How much do you care about us?" Eliza continued to poke at Jack’s statements.

"I..." stammered Jack. "I... I’ve never really said that before, so it’s really hard to say."

As Eliza was about to stoke the fire again, Maura took initiative. The Spellsword reached out with one hand to turn Jack’s head and stole a quick kiss from her husband. "I love you, Jack... I haven’t always, but I’ve grown to love you after all we’ve been through."

"I... I love you too." The answer that was on the tip of his tongue had been coaxed out of him. Jack looked to Eliza next with a tender smile. "I love you too."

"I love you too, Jack." Finally satisfied and not wanting to be outdone, Eliza stood up and leaned across the table to steal a kiss of her own.

To the side of them was Daliea, the grey-skinned girl that wasn’t able to hide her embarrassment nor her envy. Her relationship with Jack could be described as unusual. She had nearly forced herself on him back in Reinolt but out of duty for her fallen tribe and not out of emotion. Now, she was able to see who Jack truly was, yet two others had become his wives already. Daliea didn’t know what she should do with her newly developed emotions.

"What about Daliea?"

That question grabbed the attention of everyone at the table, including the drunkards who were hungover at the other end.

Hearing Eliza’s question, Daliea froze. She wanted to both run away and stay to hear the answer. It was a difficult decision but her body tensed up, not letting her actively choose which path to take.

"I..." Jack took a quick glance at the blushing shadow goblin then looked away, trying to hide his own blush.

Thinking that things were too easy, Eliza prodded again, "Jaaack... Come on, you can be honest with us. Since you’ve already got two wives, why not have a third?"

"Pppphheeww!!"

Jack coughed and spat as his wife spoke openly about Jack’s relationship options.

"We don’t mind, do we, Maura?"

"No... Actually, I’d be happy," added Maura, feeling much more confident around Jack after the night before.

"See, since your wives don’t have a problem with it, why not just make Daliea--"

"We’re not discussing this now!" Jack shouted, no longer hiding his red face. "We’ve got things to do we need to head out as soon as possible. Now’s not the time for this."

As the waiter neared them with the two newest orders, Jack reached out and pulled his plate down. He stuffed his face with great speed, not showing any manners or decorum whatsoever. Of everyone, Jack was the first to finish eating and then stood up. "I’ll be waiting outside. Don’t waste any time."

While Jack walked away, Eliza giggled, "I’ll take that as a yes."

"W-what do you mean, Eliza?"Daliea asked.

"Isn’t it obvious? He’s willing to take you as his next wife."

"What?!" holding her hands up in protest, Daliea stood up. "No, no, no, I could never do that to you and Maura."

"Daliea..." Eliza grabbed Daliea’s had, not letting her escape. "Maura, please tell Daliea."

Maura also started blushing, but she didn’t hide it. "I... At first I didn’t like the idea of sharing Jack, even with Eliza. But... since it’s you Daliea, I would be happy if you became his wife."

"Huh?!"

"Daliea, listen to reason. We both know that you’ve had feelings for Jack for quite some time. Isn’t that why you joined in the first place, to make him yours?" reasoned Eliza, getting the goblin girl to quiet down. "Keela felt like an outcast around Jack because of Maura and me, but we didn’t know that. I don’t want you to feel that way, so please be honest with us."

"Daliea, would you want to be with Jack if you had the chance?" Maura asked.

"I..."

"Be honest," repeated Eliza.

"I... I want to be with Jack."

Eliza smiled. "Good, then that’s what we’ll work toward next."

"Mhmm, I’d like that," giggled Maura. "Then we can all be like real sisters. I’d like that."

Outside of the hotel, Jack didn’t know what his wives were plotting but he wanted nothing to do with it. The man was already struggling to open up to his feeling for the first time and more of that kind of talk would only make things harder for him.

Jack patiently waited another ten minutes for the rest of his party to turn in their room keys and make their way outside.

"Are we ready?" Jack asked.

"So, how are we doing this? Who’s taking Appa, you or us?" Rydel answered with a question of his own.

"You’ll be the ones to take Appa. We got him for party travel, and that means for the majority," stated Jack. "I’ll be fine. Churstin Canyon isn’t too far from the border, so it won’t be hard to get there."

"Then I think that’s it unless the girls had some last-minute shopping to do," joked Rydel.

"Nope. We’re all set. The shopping can wait till Estonya, right Lina?" replied Eliza.

"Right!"

"Then let’s go." Jack led the team as they exited the city and wandered into the woods. Once out of sight from the road, he took out the giant beast of a bird. "Appa, you’ll be with Eliza and the others for now. I’ve got something else to do, but I’ll be back in no time. So what they say, okay?"

Appa nodded to the other party members, showing them Appa’s willingness to listen and work with them.

Everyone began to mount the bird, all save for Jack, who also took out Bowzer to let the fox try and say his goodbyes.

Each of his wives kissed Jack before climbing the bird’s back and the men all said goodbye in their own ways, usually with a nod of the head. Daliea was the last to say goodbye as she approached Jack with blush in her cheeks and wandering eyes.

"Daliea, calm down. I’ll be fine and don’t worry about that conversation from earlier." Jack opened his arms to hug the goblin girl. "See, I’ve already forgotten all about it, so you should too."

Nodding slightly, Daliea step closer to Jack and held out her arms, but her blush grew brighter and brighter.

Jack wasn’t sure what was wrong with Daliea, at least not till it was too late.

Daliea’s hands didn’t wrap around Jack’s back for a hug, they caressed the side of his face and his neck. Next, she jumped up to match Jack’s height. Once there, Daliea’s tomato red face rushed forward until Daliea’s lips met Jack’s.

It lasted only a second, but it felt much longer to the shocked Jack and the embarrassed Daliea.

With that over, Daliea hurried onto Appa while wondering how she let Eliza convince her to do such a thing.

The stupor on Jack’s face was priceless as he struggled to wave goodbye as Appa took off, leaving the blushing hero alone with Bowzer.

 

Chapter 284

’Jack, what’s wrong?’ asked Bowzer. ’Do you not like Daliea?’

’Th-that’s not it!’ Jack shouted in reply. ’I wasn’t expecting that... And Daliea never acts like that, so I’m sure Eliza had something to do with it.’

’But since she agreed, doesn’t that mean Daliea likes you? So, what’s wrong with liking her back?’ the fox reasoned.

’That... We’re not discussing this right now,’ Jack changed the topic. ’Right now, we’ve got to reach Churstin Canyon as soon as possible and I know just the way.’

’Oh, do we get to run there?’ Bowzer asked in excitement.

’Nooo... This way we’ll be there in no time at all,’ laughed Jack.

’What do you mean? Hello??’ Bowzer looked to Jack with a tilted head. Jack’s silence was enough to let Bowzer know that Jack was already up to something. Only when a flash of light appeared and blinded him did Bowzer understand Jack’s plan.

"Tralon, thanks for coming and helping us out." Jack walked up and shook his hand.

"What’s the emergency?" Tralon was on guard, searching his new surroundings. "I don’t sense any threats or imminent danger... What is it you need?"

"Me and Bowzer need to go to Churstin Canyon, but we’ve lent our bird to the other party members so we need your help," explained Jack.

"But I’m not a caravan service..." sighed Tralon. "It’s not too far from here. Why not ride Bowzer there?"

"But you’re already here. Wouldn’t it be a waste of your mana to come here and leave without helping us out?"

"It could also be considered a waste to have me use a legendary spell to take you somewhere so near." Tralon then burst into laughter, "Well, you’re still the same Jack that I served in the past."

"So you’ll help us?"

"This time, yes. But I’m not a caravan service, so please don’t think of me as free transportation," stated Tralon. "I’ll cast Spacial Rift so you can cross through it. Shall I do it now? Do you already have what you need?"

"We’ve got everything, so we’re ready when you are."

"By the way... Why are you going to Churstin Canyon? I don’t remember that being in the plan you presented me," asked Tralon.

"I’m going to meet Choron," Jack replied with a proud smile.

"The Ninja God? Why’s that?"

"Because he’s had a quest waiting for me since before the Godly War and now I can finally accept it."

"Since before the Godly War... interesting..."

Jack continued, not hiding anything from his long-time companion, "Once I fulfill his request, then he’ll be moving to Trodar and will start to operate publicly like in ancient times.

"Really?! That splendid! Leave it to you to convince a god to relocate and come out of hiding," praised Tralon. "Then I’m glad to be of aid in this quest. If you need my help to complete it, I’m more than willing."

"I’ll remember that, but for now we only need to get there as fast as possible, hence calling you."

"Say no more!" Tralon waved his hand. It didn’t seem to do anything for a moment, but a second later black and purple energy gathered behind the man. The energy morphed and twisted, becoming a tear in space itself large enough for both Bowzer and Jack to enter side by side. "Good luck, Jack. If you need me, I’ll come immediately."

"Thanks, Tralon. You don’t know how much your help and support means to me," Jack stated. "Oh, and sorry for not always treating you with much care before... Like when I used you as live bait, or--"

"I forgive you, Jack. Just promise me you’ll rise to even more glory this time," chuckled the old man.

"Then consider it a promise."

Jack gave Tralon a bow before he and Bowzer walked through the Spacial Rift, disappearing from sight.

Reappearing on the other side, Jack and Bowzer exited the rift. They saw the rocky ridges of the surrounding mountains and the lack of greenery to cover the canyon in the distance.

The Spacial Rift closed not even a moment after Jack and Bowzer exited it as Tralon didn’t want to waste any mana.

’Wow... Is that the canyon, Jack?’

’That’s it, buddy.’ Jack smiled. ’It’s just us this time, so we’ll have to be careful. I’m not sure what kind of test Choron has waiting for us.’

’Right.’ Bowzer was excited to not only be out of the ring but to be allowed to roam alongside Jack.

’I don’t think this place will have lots of beasts, otherwise, I would’ve waited to fully heal before coming,’ Jack explained. ’I’m guessing the difficulty lies with finding the actual entrance to the god’s shrine or with some kind of puzzle he’s placed before that entrance.’

’Really?’ Some excitement disappeared from Bowzer’s voice. ’How do you know all this?’

’Because it’s not the first time I’ve had to sneak into Choron’s shrine, but that was before he relocated and hid away."

While conversing with Bowzer, he was already looking at his map to find any clues about the entrance. However, since he had no good maps about Churstin specifically, his map tab only gave Jack a general area to search and not a finite location.

’We’ll check over there first.’ Jack pointed to the northern end of the canyon. ’Sadly, things will be harder this time around, but we should be able to make do.’

While Bowzer was trying to question Jack about the last time he raided a god’s shrine, Jack was now looking at his achievement list. There were some new notifications there that he must’ve missed while unconscious.

[Step one in controlling Trodar: completed]

[More than you can handle: completed]

[Seduce Daliea: completed]

Jack selected the first one, eager to see his reward.

[Step one in controlling Trodar: completed]

[Delay the army until sufficient Trodan forces reach the border to control the situation. Discover the truth about the Limneer-Sandros alliance and break the alliance. Unique reward: 100 skill points. Would you like to claim the reward?]

Jack was baffled by the second sentence in the achievement description. He had discovered the truth about the Limneer-Sandros alliance, but he had no idea why it was broken off or that it had already ended. Yet his system credited Jack on the feet, so Jack didn’t plan to complain about it.

Next, Jack claimed the reward and opened the next one.

[More than you can handle: completed]

[Forcibily cast a spell that your mind is unable to handle and succeed. Reward: 20 skill points. Would you like to claim the reward?]

With a chuckle, Jack claimed his twenty skill points and moved on to the last achievement, which forced Jack to acknowledge Daliea’s emotions.

[Seduce Daliea: completed]

[Get Daliea to confess her feelings through the act of kissing in place of words, even after marriage has already been mentioned and considered. Special reward: 50 skill points. Would you like to claim your reward?]

Since he already had thirty-nine skill points, Jack opened up his skills tab with two hundred and nine skill points to spend. He reexamined his options, hoping to find something that could prove helpful for his newest challenge.

Looking at the spells of his inheritors, Jack wasn’t surprised to see that Keela was no longer listed but he was surprised to see Eliza’s spell list so full.

Eliza had not one but two mythic-tier spells. One was given to her by Jack, but he had no clue where the other one came from. Also, there were more peak-tier and high-tier spells as well. The only conclusion Jack could imagine was that Argyle had given her more spellbooks during their last trip to the capital, which was befitting of Argyle’s protective character.

With more options to choose from and more skill points to spend, Jack chose what he felt would best fit the situation.

 

Chapter 285

Chapter 285 Things Just Fall into Place

’Sorry about that, Bowzer. I was busy looking at some new skills.’ Jack reached out and pet Bowzer after ignoring the fox’s questions.

’New skills? Like what?’

’Well, I have more to learn now, but I only got one new spell,’ replied Jack. ’But this one spell is about to make our job a lot easier. First, let’s reach the canyon wall.’

The duo trekked to the canyon, reaching it before noon.

Once there, Jack smiled and his eyes turned bright white while emitting an ethereal cloudiness. Bowzer was confused, unsure of what kind of skill Jack had picked up or what it did exactly. The fox didn’t feel any kind of power coming from Jack’s eyes, so they didn’t feel as strong as the appeared.

Jack was too busy enjoying his new skill to see the strange look that Bowzer was giving him.

With God’s Eye active, Jack was able to search the entire canyon bit by bit. It was as if his eyes were connected to satellite zooming in on the earth below, only God’s Eye was crystal clear no matter how far or near his perspective was. And the low mana consumption was perfect, so long as Jack used the spell in short bursts and an intended purpose.

The glow in Jack’s eyes vanished as he dashed toward the south side of the canyon.

’Jack? Aren’t we going the other way?’ asked Bowzer.

’Nope, I was wrong,’ Jack responded as he hopped on Bowzer’s back ’This is definitely the way to go. Take us to the very end of the canyon.’

’Okay, if you say so.’

Bowzer sped up and breezed along the canyon walls until. They spent about half an hour at that speed until Bowzer came to a gradual halt at the end of the canyon. ’Now what?’

’Follow me.’ Jack hopped off, immediately running into the canyon. ’It shouldn’t be too much further... There it is!’

Pointing at one of the tallest rock formations jutting from the center of the canyon, Jack sped up and started to climb the rockface.

Following along, Bowzer did whatever Jack did. His sharp claw and high speed allowed the fox to climb the formation before Jack reached the top. ’Now what?’ Confused, Bowzer looked around to only see small rock formations scattered around him and a few taller ones in the center.

’Now, we can get in,’ chuckled Jack as he reached the top.

He said nothing more to Bowzer as Jack walked up to one of the smaller rock formations and picked up the large, square-like boulder. Then, Jack took his time and carried it toward the center formations.

What surprised Bowzer was what happened next when Jack threw the boulder on top of the center formations. Jack also climbed up those and placed the boulder from earlier inside the center formations, causing it to disappear from Bowzer’s sight.

’Bowzer, bring that broken boulder over there, but just the largest piece.’

Acting without a word, Bowzer did as Jack told him. That broken boulder was carefully picked up in Bowzer’s jaws.

’Make sure not to break it anymore, okay?’ warned Jack.

Bowzer made sure to be extra careful, taking his time to bring it to Jack. And yet again, Jack took it and placed it inside a different portion of the center formations.

That happened three more times with Bowzer obediently fetching the boulder that Jack requested and Jack somehow making the boulder fit within the larger formations. However, the sixth and final boulder that was passed to Jack made a sound as it fell into place among the other boulders.

"Gong..."

The sound was quiet but loud enough for Jack and Bowzer to hear.

As the sound faded, the center formations started to shake. Cracks appeared on the sides and the giant rock formation they had climbed was rocking back and forth.

’What’s going on?!’

Jack jumped down and ran his hands through Bowzer’s fur. ’Calm down. I thought something like this would happen.’

’What?!’

The rock formations at the center, those that Jack was on top of a moment ago, suddenly shattered. A chain reaction had begun as more and more cracks spread across the giant rock formation. Any and all nearby visitors at the canyon would be able to hear quaking happening within the canyon.

’Stay calm Bowzer.’

’Jack, what if we fall and die?!’ Bowzer focused on the cracks now running under his feet, proving his worst thought may not be wrong.

’Just stay--’

"CRACK!"

Before Jack could stop Bowzer from worrying, the giant rock formation beneath their feet crumbled and began a long fall to the ground below. But Jack and Bowzer also noticed that the very ground they were standing on suddenly became brittle as they fell into the new cavity of the rock.

That massive rock formation had fallen apart, never to stand again. All people there hurried to see what had happened and what had caused the ancient formation to suddenly break apart.

During their search of the rubble, they found nothing. Not a single hint of a cause existed and there was no sign of any living thing trapped inside the wreckage.

*****

"Uhhh..." Holding his head, Jack felt himself lying on the ground in pitch-black darkness. ’Bowzer?’

’Jack?’

A flame appeared as it surrounded Bowzer’s fur coat, but only enough to light up the dark world around them. ’Jack, we’re alive?’

’I told you to stay calm, didn’t I?’ laughed Jack. ’I was ninety percent certain that we wouldn’t die.’

’Only ninety percent?! And the other ten?’

’Where are we, anyway?’ Jack ignored Bowzer’s worried question, focusing on the dark cave in which they found themselves.

Taking a quick look at his map, Jack determined that they were still at the southern end of Churstin Canyon.

With a quick laugh, Jack started to walk northward. ’I guess we’re under the canyon. If so, then Choron’s shrine should be this way.’

’But Jack, we just...’ Bowzer sighed, accepting Jack’s strange way of making things somehow work in the end. He quickened his pace to catch up with Jack, making sure to keep the path lit.

’Check that out!’ Jack smiled as they found some ancient Kartonian hieroglyphs etched into the walls, along with some imagery of war carved into the stone walls. ’Does this remind you of something?’

’It’s like... Lunara’s temple, right?’

’Exactly. We’re definitely on the right path,’ Jack stated, taking in the beautiful carvings surrounding them.

Eventually, they came to a larger room before reaching the end of the path. Inside the room were dozens of old cots and some ancient furniture. Along the walls were depictions of armies of ninjas and their travels across the land.

’Some old barracks of sorts?’ Jack tried to figure out the use of such a room. He then noticed that a single cot near the back wasn’t caked in dust and there was a mattress along with a set of sheets. ’Hmmm... Did Trax stay here before?’

’Oh, that ninja?’ Bowzer overheard Jack’s thoughts. ’He’s been here too. Why didn’t we have him show us the way?’

’Where’s the fun in that?’ Jack joked. ’According to Choron, Trax can only enter here with Choron’s help. He would only slow us down since we found the entrance by ourselves.’

’True, true.’ Bowzer nodded, feeling proud to have successfully entered the hidden tomb of a god.

’Let’s move on.’

The duo returned to the hallway, enjoying the art on the walls and the many stories the pictures told. It kept their minds occupied as they wandered deeper and deeper into the cave.

When Jack double-checked their location on his map, he became certain that they were about to meet the god who had summoned them.

Like Jack had predicted, he led Bowzer into a vast open area at the end of the passage. They noticed that the art there was even more intricate and this was the first room that was well lit without any need of Bowzer’s fire.

"You..."

That voice crept into Jack’s and Bowzer’s ears, alerting them of the blades already pressed against their necks.

"You really are Jack_J."

Chapter 286

"You really are Jack_J."

"Hey, Choron. I see you got your sword back," Jack joked, not entirely sure what would happen next.

"True... It took a long time and the effort of my many followers of the past, but I did manage to get it back," Choron laughed, lowering his sword from Jack’s nack and his knife from Bowzer’s neck. "And you still remembered the secret entrance of my old home, so you must be the same Jack_J. from old times."

"Well, last time you made me piece together a key broken and scattered across Kartonia. If it wasn’t for a skill that gave me a bird’s eye view, then I never would’ve noticed the entrance," explained Jack.

Bowzer was confused and asked, ’What do you mean, Jack?’

"Those rock formations we filled with boulders had a gap shaped like a keyhole. From the sky, you could see the unusual shapes of the surrounding boulders. That was the best lead to finding this place when I used God’s Eye, so I bet it all on that since it was relatable to the entrance of Choron’s previous home," Jack explained. "And here we are, face to face with the Ninja God himself."

Both Jack and Choron bowed to one another, but only with their heads.

Choron’s full head of white hair bounced as he bowed, covering the carved mask he wore over his face. The god’s attire was simple in color and design but it allowed him to have a complete range of motion.

"I like the new mask. Did you make it yourself?" Jack complimented.

"Of course... But let’s not discuss my wood carving skills. Sterfen informed me that you’re now his and Lunara’s son. Is that correct?"

"Yeah, that’s correct."

Jack smiled, slightly surprised that Choron was so close to Sterfen. If anything it increased Jack’s impression of Sterfen. The stealthy god had married a within the Holy Gods and was on terms with Choron, one of the Chaotic Gods.

This also made Jack start to see some of the unexpected benefits of being a neutral god, as they seemed to be able to work with either side without and drawbacks.

"Sterfen and I are old pals. We were close friends back during our mortal days," mentioned Choron. "If only I had listened to him back then."

"Hmm?"

"Jack... Don’t worry about that. Before you leave here, you’ll know of the greatest regret I have. But first, I’ll need to explain some things and share some context. Shall we sit?" Choron stepped toward the center of the room and three floor cushions appeared along with a small table between them.

Both Jack and Bowzer happily followed and seated themselves across the god. Including the time he was kidnapped by Kori, Choron was the fifth god that Jack was able to personally meet and converse with and that lack of shock was very obvious to Choron when Jack placed a bottle of wine on the small table along with two glasses and a bowl.

"Jack... First, you’ll need to understand how most gods came to be. Then you’ll be bettered prepared for my task."

"Then carry on!" Jack lifted his full glass in anticipation of another lesson about the gods.

"You’ve already learned about demigods, so you’ve already learned about the first step of entering godhood. But you don’t know what comes next," explained Choron. "After you become a god, you’re then ushered into one of the three factions of the gods, the one that sponsored your godship and allowed you to take that step.

"Since Halmut and Skaryn became the first gods and eventually formed their own factions, they’ve carefully and diligently made sure that no god has ever changed factions. However, though it’s nigh impossible, some of us gods would only agree to their offers if there was a way for us to be free of factions, similar to the Neutral Gods."

"So the Neutral Gods never formed a faction?" Jack asked.

"That is correct. The Neutral Gods have no such terms to follow and are free to act as they please. We’ve only dubbed them as Neutral Gods because Skaryn and Halmut wanted a way to differentiate them," stated Choron.

"And, let me guess, you were one of the gods who required a loophole in your agreement with Skaryn as your sponsor?"

"Again, that is correct. It’s much easier explaining things to you than others, like that pupil of mine in your party." Choron smiled under his mask. "What I’m after is my freedom from the Chaotic Gods. Earning me that freedom is what constitutes my request."

"Ohh... That’s why you’ll be able to come out of hiding after I’m finished with your request. But wouldn’t the other Chaotic Gods lash out at you for turning on them?" Jack deduced.

"They’ll wish to, but by acting against me they would be breaking orders to remain hidden. There’s a chance that the Chaotic Gods make a move against me as a whole, but that would incite the wrath of the Holy Gods," stated Choron.

Jack squinted. "But you going public would show the world that the gods are still alive. They would start to wonder why the other gods haven’t shown themselves. Wouldn’t that be enough reason for either side to make a move against you?"

"Possibly, but it will be different since I’ll officially be changing sponsors from Skaryn to Daruun," chuckled the god. "And since I’ll be going to Trodar, things will be easier for me."

"Why’s that?"

"Because Trodar was always seen as the neutral estate, the place where the Neutral Gods were allowed to reside. The first time the gods ever made a move against Trodar was after the Neutral Gods went into hiding."

A thought suddenly came into the back of Jack’s mind. "You mean... You want the Neutral Gods to come out of hiding so you can too?"

"You’re not known as the Legend of Trodar for nothing," replied Choron. "Though I’ll ask you to fulfill the first part of my request immediately, the rest will come when you’re ready and able in the future. Don’t think this quest will be finished so easily.

"By the time you’ve finished my request, Jack, I’m assuming that Trodar will be on its way to regaining its past glory. And with you at the helm of its revival, there’s a chance that other neutral gods can be convinced to return to Trodar."

"That’s not a bad plan, especially coming from an assassin like you," added a third voice. "I guess you’ve had plenty of time to deduce what may or may not happen with you’re return to the public."

Before Jack could respond in surprise, Choron bellowed with laughter, "Sterfen, why hide your face. We’re old friends yet you enter my home without announcing yourself, how rude!"

A familiar figure took shape to Jack’s side. Seat cushion number four appeared and allowed the master of stealth to sit himself down at his son’s side. "Choron, I’ve come all this way to introduce you to my son yet you’re still hiding your face."

"Fair’s fair..." The Ninja God removed the angry wooden face, revealing a young, chiseled face that defied Choron’s white hair. "Since you’ve agreed to show yourself, I’ll do the same."

"Jack, this is my good friend, Choron," ignoring their previous conversation, Sterfen introduced his old pal to his new son.

"Wow... I didn’t realize you looked so young..." Jack was startled by the man’s youthful features.

"Pay it no mind, as we were saying," continued Choron, "by the time I’m free I want the Neutral Gods to return to Trodar, at least a few of them. Sterfen, do you think that would be possible."

"Hmmm... considering the leveling that Jack will need to complete this task, I think we’ll have enough time to recruit a god or two for Trodar’s sake."

Taking the back seat of the conversation, Jack sighed and took notes as the two friendly gods casually chatted about recruiting all-powerful gods.

 

Chapter 287

"Sterfen, would you be able to go public in Trodar?" Choron asked. "If you were willing to do that, couldn’t it help convince the other Neutral Gods?"

"It’s not impossible, but it’s also not ideal. My situation is a bit unique thanks to my wife. Unlike you, she wasn’t wise enough at the time to request a loophole. She’s bound to the Holy Gods until Halmut is killed by Jack," stated Sterfen.

"By Jack? Don’t tell me those were your conditions for the boy?" In shock, Choron saw both father and son nod their heads like it was of no consequence. "But couldn’t you just bring her to Trodar?"

"Hmmm... I could, but that would just give the Holy Gods an excuse to level the entire country. Unless we already had the other Neutral Gods back in Trodar. Then there’s a chance that we could sneak Luna in," explained Sterfen. "But there’s no way I can be one of the first Neutral Gods to go public."

"Then who would you suggest we seek out first?"

Sterfen suddenly broke out in laughter. "I’m not sure." Then, he tossed up a small stone-like it was a ball, catching Jack’s attention instantly. "You two, place your hand on this stone."

Jack followed instructions without hesitation, as did Choron, showing that this wasn’t his first time doing this.

Light suddenly filled the stone and blinded the three men for the moment. As their sight returned, there was a fourth man among them, already sitting on a seat cushion. "I would say that this is unexpected, but..."

"We all know that you saw this coming, so we’d like to ask you a few questions," stated Sterfen.

"Very well, but only because you’ve now involved my champion," Daruun chuckled and nodded to Jack. "So, what would you like to ask me? It must be important for you to use that special stone I gave you."

"Daruun, you know that we’ve already reached an agreement and that I’ll be seeking Jack’s help to fix my error of choosing Skaryn instead of you. But I also wish to go public after that, so the presence of the other Neutral Gods would be appreciated," explained Choron.

"You know I won’t forcibly gather the Neutral Gods, so I’m sure you’re wanting to know which gods would be most easily convinced, right?"

"Right." All three of the inquisitors nodded, waiting for DAruun to say his piece.

"Very well, I’ll give you my opinion, but it may not defer much from Sterfen’s given his information network," stated Daruun. "First off, I think Eedaj will be the easiest and fastest to convince."

"Eedaj?! Really?" Perplexed, Choron looked to Sterfen.

"I was thinking the same," Sterfen added as he looked to Jack with a smile. "With Jack and his party, I think Eedaj may even offer it himself. But Jack will have to be ready to accept the offer."

"Why wouldn’t I’?" Jack interjected himself into the four-way conversation. "I can’t think of any reason why I wouldn’t."

"Good, then we’ll move on to the next god," Daruun moved the conversation along. "Second, I think you should try and convince Rikko."

"Rikko? Why that tricky pestro?" Sterfen questioned.

"He’d be the simplest to convince. Though it may take some great burglary, we’ve got the most shameless hero of all to take care of that," laughed Daruun. "After Jack’s gained some influence over Trodar and joined their council, he can set out to recruit Rikko. But you would want at least three gods in Trodar before you try and sneak Luna in, right?"

"Yeah..." Sterfen chuckled guiltily. "Who should the third be?"

"As for the third person, I think it should be Perchet."

"What?!" All three men were thrown for a loop by Daruun’s final suggestion.

"I’m sure you’d be happy to gain Perchet’s presence in Trodar. His presence would greatly aid in protecting your wife, Sterfen. And it will keep the Chaotic Gods from lashing out against Choron as well," reasoned Daruun. "The only question of the matter is whether Jack will be able to help him regain his freedom from the Holy Gods."

"Do you think he can do it?" Sterfen’s eyes were shining, more confident than ever.

"I believe Jack has the ability."

Choron smiled. "Then that’s the plan! First, Eedaj, then Rikko, and finally Perchet."

As they explained this, Jack grew to understood why Daruun didn’t put add his meeting with Choron to Jack’s steps in joining the council. Choron’s request was going to take a long time to complete.

"After that, some of the remaining Neutral Gods may relocate of their free will. And you may gain a chance to help Moranti escape his fate with the Chaotic Gods," added Daruun. "But that will be extremely difficult. Not only is Moranti valued as the most powerful Chaotic God under Skaryn, but his changing sides would also mark the Neutral Gods as having more members than either the Holy Gods or the Chaotic Gods."

"That would... upset the balance that Skaryn and Halmut worked so hard to create," stated Sterfen. "And if that’s successful, then the remaining rebel gods would most likely leave of their own volition."

"Yes, that’s correct. However... If you take Jack’s unpredictableness into all of this, there may be another path entirely," added Daruun.

"What do you mean? What other path?" Choron asked, now staring at Jack in surprise.

Daruun laughed, "Sterfen, we both know that there is one other way for your wife to be freed. And if that happens, wouldn’t you be able to relocate to Trodar immediately?"

"Yes... But that method is even more difficult than killing Halmut, so there’s no reason for Jack to attempt it."

"I don’t think Jack should attempt it, I think one of his acquaintances should." Daruun showed an unusually wry smile. "I’m talking about the association head."

"WHAT?!" Jack shouted. "No way! How can I convince Lorwynn, Halmut’s very own champion, to help weaken the Holy Gods so drastically?!"

"Because he would do it willingly."

Baffled by that statement, Jack, Choron, and Sterfen all stared at Daruun like he was insane. They all understood that Daruun was all-knowing, but it was still too tough to believe such a thing so easily.

"Jack, after you join the Trodan Council, you’ll have another opportunity to meet with Lorwynn. If you play your cards right and ask with your god-defying confidence, you may be surprised about the outcome," explained Daruun. "But either way, you now have two ways of making this happen, so I hope I was of some use this time around."

"You always are." Choron bowed to the man. "I swear on my godly title that I’ll be resigning from the Chaotic Gods and will be returning to the side I should’ve chosen from the beginning."

"And if she can really be freed sooner... then I’m more than satisfied with the answers you’ve given me," Sterfen replied with a bow.

"And Jack... This plan will greatly strengthen Trodar and give you the aid of gods, but this will be known as your first act as my champion. For as much strength you be gaining from all this, you’ll be gaining even more enemies, if not more. Keep that in mind as you tread carefully and defy the odds like you always have." Daruun bowed his head to Jack, who did the same in return. "Now that I’ve answered your question, I’ll be going. Once three days have passed, feel free to contact me again, Son."

"I will, Father," Sterfen smiled and bowed one last time before Daruun vanished.

"Oh yeah... Since he helped you, that makes you Daruun’s son, doesn’t it?" Jack finally connected the dots.

"Yup, and he’s always been an amazing father-figure," Sterfen replied. "In a way, that makes him your grandfather, Jack."

Jack started laughing. He wasn’t certain how well Sterfen knew Daruun, but Jack liked the idea of being related to a man who ruled over a portion of the universe.

’Did I miss something?’

Jack looked to see Bowzer’s confused stare. He laughed and started petting him. ’Don’t worry about it. I can explain everything later.’

 

Chapter 288

"Considering we’ve now got two options for Neutral God recruitment, shouldn’t we get back to what you want my son to do for you, Choron?" Sterfen brought them back to the point of their conversation. "I came because you wanted my opinion, but we shouldn’t keep Jack away from his own goals."

"Right." Choron nodded. "Jack... You now understand that what I’m after and some of the major steps to making my offer possible, but you still need to actually complete the task. Now, I’ll explain the condition for my leaving of the Chaotic Gods."

Being brought back out of the surreal conversation they just had, Jack paid close attention to Choron’s plan while running his fingers through Bowzer’s fur.

"I had two conditions given to mean, but I refuse to act on the first so allow me to explain the second option. You’ll need to steal something for me."

"Steal something? Since you can’t do it yourself, I’m guessing its from another god. Wouldn’t Sterfen or Rikko be better choices than me?" reasoned Jack.

"If I request the aid of other gods, then the condition will be rendered null and void, forcing me to do something I would despise," stated Choron. "But requesting aid from a hero is something we gods have all accepted since Ancient Kartonia. And there’s no hero with a better track record than you.

"If you can steal this item and bring it back to me, then you’ll have fulfilled the terms of my agreement and I’ll be free to go public and relocate to Trodar. Sound like something you can do?"

"After everything we just talked about, do I have any say in the matter?"

Jack sighed, realizing just how large-scale his plans are becoming. Not even a day ago, his biggest plan was to join the weakened Trodan Council and find a means to end the war peacefully. Now, he’s sitting amongst the gods as the plot the revival and growth of the neutral faction, weakening both the holy and chaotic factions by default.

The eye-opening realization was proof to the young hero that he was on his way to becoming a worthy champion. It was also proof that all of Jack’s past hardships, both distant and recent, were nothing compared to what was to come.

"So, who is it I’m stealing from?" Jack asked.

"You’ve got to steal Naparn’s sword."

"Naparn’s sword?! The legendary blade known as Molten Mist?!" Jack almost fell over from the terrifying truth behind his assignment.

"Yes, that’s the blade that must be stolen. Like I said earlier, I’m not expecting you to accomplish this quest immediately, but I do want you to start preparing yourselves for it," answered Choron. "And Sterfen, I wanted to ask you to consult Jack on the matter. Right now he’ll only need to know how to prepare, but when the time comes, can you assist him within guidelines?"

"Since it’s Jack, I think I’ll be able to find a way to make it possible. Since he’s my son, I’m sure he’s more than capable of simply stealing something," Sterfen joked, slapping Jack on the back. "You’ll be fine Jack, you are my son after all."

"Yeah... I’m sure I’ll figure something out..."

"For now, Jack, just focus on getting your party pledged to the various gods we’ve already discussed. Then, we’ll need to consult Eedaj about this. He’ll probably be key in creating an opportunity to steal that sword," explained Sterfen. "Sound easy enough for now?"

"I wouldn’t call any of this easy, but I don’t think it’s impossible..." Jack scratched his head as he rethought accepting the request.

"Also, Jack, I would be eternally grateful to you if you could somehow convince Lorwynn to help Luna gain freedom. Please, Jack, can you try and make that work?" Sterfen bowed and begged. "If that happens, we’ll happily relocate to Trodar and help our children in any way we can. That should also help you gain complete control of Trodar and end the war without much fighting."

"I’ll try my best, Father," Jack answered while swallowing saliva. He still had no clue how such a weak hero like himself could convince one of his greatest and most powerful rivals to help Jack out.

"I’m so glad I accepted you as my son, Jack. You deserve every bit of praise and fame you’ve earned over the years. And I’m excited to see you gain even more." Stefen smiled. "So, Choron, is there anything that Jack should do now?"

"For now, I want you to get something for my pupil," answered Choron. "Since he’s in your party, I’m sure you’ll be happy for him to gain this."

A sheathed katana appeared in Choron’s hands. "This is indeed the katana you once stole from me, but if you remember correctly, it was part of a set."

Catching on, Jack replied, "Yeah... Does that mean you never found the wakizashi after all this time?"

"I have not." Choron shook his head. "Finding my high-level katana was much simpler. But finding the wakizashi proved almost impossible for my followers. Its unique ability allows anyone of any level to wield it, hence why I would occasionally lend it to my greatest of followers. But that also meant it was virtually impossible to narrow our field of search to find it.

"But, since you’ve got connections with Daruun, that means you’re more apt to find it than I am. Like Sterfen just did, can’t you also occasionally call upon him to answer a few questions?"

"Well... You’re not wrong, but it’s not that simple either. I don’t gain the ability to meet with Daruun whenever I please until I’ve found his temple," explained Jack.

"Oh... Good luck with that..." Sterfen mumbled, startled to learn such a thing.

"But I can find a way to contact him, so don’t worry about that," added Jack.

Choron sighed in relief. "Good... Then, please, find the wakizashi and give it to my pupil. This should greatly help you and your party."

"I’ll happily accept a weapon fit for a god." Jack bowed.

"Then that’s all I have to say." Choron bowed as well. "Let’s connect our contact crystals before you leave. Once you find the wakizashi, inform me straight away."

They quickly touched their contact crystals and stored them away.

"Since it’s been ages, I’ll stay here and chat for some time, so don’t mind me, Jack," Sterfen added.

"Oh, by the way, would you two want to speak with my friend Tralon?"

"Of course!" Sterfen smiled and answered outright. "I’m sure we’ll both have plenty of things to share with such an experienced man."

"Then give me a second."

’Hey, Tralon. Are you busy right now?’

’No, not really. What’s the matter?’ Tralon replied almost immediately.

Jack chuckled, ’I’m here with Choron and Sterfen, both of which would love to speak with you. Also, Sterfen mentioned something about being able to pledge to Moronti, so--"

Before Jack could finish his convincing argument, a bright flash of light filled the vast space for a second time. However, it Tralon who appeared this time in place of Daruun.

"Choron, Sterfen, it’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance." Tralon bowed before the two deities, proud to be among such powerful company.

"Sit, join us, Tralon. Jack was just leaving so you can have his seat. Any friend of my son is a friend of mine!" Sterfen cheerfully picked up the bottle of wine that Jack and left on the table. "See, my son was nice enough to bring us such a fine drink. It would go to waste without sharing it over a great conversation."

Jack laughed while getting up, and switching places with Tralon. "We’ll see ourselves out. It was great chatting with you all. And I look forward to the future of Trodar with your needed support!"

Leaving the others to chat and share secrets, Jack climbed onto Bowzer’s back and the duo rushed back into the tunnel.

 

Chapter 289

Leaving the cavern wasn’t difficult at all. Jack and Bowzer followed the tunnel to the end. There, they found an active ancient relic used for teleportation. The duo stepped onto it confidently, immediately sending them somewhere not too far from the northern end of the canyon.

’We’re out!’ Bowzer shouted. ’Now what? Do we need to find more of those stone thingies?’

’They’re called tutorial stones, and yes we need to find another one. Except, we have no ride and Tralon’s portals are useless if we don’t know where we’re going,’ Jack sighed.

’Then where should we go?’ asked Bowzer. ’Is there a big city nearby?’

Opening the map tab, Jack took a closer look at what Churstin had to offer. ’We’re a few days away from the capital. That may be the best bet. Or...’ Jack checked his surroundings and was happy that no one was in sight at the moment. ’Or we can check these.’

A pile of weapons appeared at Jack’s feet, all of which were getting picked up by his system as items formerly belonging to ancient heroes.

’What are those?’

’Bowzer, these are my winnings from my little bet with Trax. Now, I can claim my rewards," Jack explained with a smile. ’Give me a moment to see which tombs are closest.’

With his system working its magic, Jack looked through nearly a dozen different weapons hoping to find the tombs of their past owners within Churstin. Some proved to genuinely come from Churstin while others came from across the continent.

There was a lv. 35 bow that originated from Reinolt, something Jack would have to remember for later. A couple of the tombs were also located in Talrania, again making Jack wish he could visit that mysterious nation. But ultimately, there were four tombs found within Churstin for the tag team to visit, and one wasn’t too far away.

’Bowzer, first we’ll head east toward the Fissured Mountains,’ Jack hurriedly put the weapons away and climbed onto Bowzer’s back. ’’And since we’re on a time crunch, just go as fast as you can. Don’t worry about others seeing you, okay?’

’Alright!’

With obvious enthusiasm, Bowzer took off at full speed. The fox wasted no time as he streaked across the barren land surrounding the canyon and eventually found his way into a forest. Still, he showed no signs of slowing down.

Whenever wild beasts would step up against them, Bowzer would simply use his bloodline and watch them cower away from him. They didn’t want to be bothered so that was the best solution.

They traveled through lunch without stopping. Jack ate some rations while Bowzer, with Jack’s help, was constantly chewing on jerky as he ran.

As the sun fell, the party came to a halt at the edge of the forest.

’Bowzer, we’ll stop here for the night.’

’But I can keep going!’ Bowzer insisted. ’Don’t we need to--’

’Bowzer, we’ll need our rest before we reach the Fissured Mountains. You’ve never been there, so I’ll tell you about my past experiences there.’

’Hey, Jack, how come you’ve been everywhere but you’re so low-leveled? Is it because you were an ancient hero before?’ Bowzer tilted his head, anxious for an answer.

’Yeah, that’s why. I thought you knew that already?’

’I do. But weren’t you also really high-leveled back then? Why aren’t you that high-leveled like before?’

Jack pondered the question for a moment till he smiled. ’I don’t know.’

’You don’t know?’

’I don’t know.’ Jack shook his head. ’It’s hard to explain my past situation... I’m not even sure how to explain the physics or reason behind it...’

’Physics? What’s that?’ More confused than ever, Bowzer leaned in closer to Jack.

Since Jack didn’t want to make a fire or set up an actual campsite, He just took out a large bedroll for Bowzer and a chair for himself.

’Forget that word, it doesn’t mean anything to you.’ Jack was not about to start explaining such a broad thing as physics to a fox with what barely qualified as a medieval education level. ’This isn’t going to make sense to you, but I want you to think of my previous self, the Legend of Trodar and the ancient hero, as something like an avatar... Also, an avatar is something that is controlled by someone outside it.’

’So... When you were an ancient hero, that wasn’t your real body?’

’Right! Good job, Bower,’ Jack praised the fox and scratched behind his ears. ’That’s why I was lv. 1 when I got summoned here. I’ve kept all of my past knowledge, but I had no strengths of my past self.’

’Then what happened with your avatar?’

’I... I don’t know... I’ve never really thought about it like that...’ That new perspective and idea were added to Jack’s running list of questions he had for Daruun. ’I’ll have to ask Daruun that after we get more tutorial stones.’

’If we find your avatar, won’t we also find all fo your high-leveled equipment? Wouldn’t that be better than finding all these other tombs?’

’Yes and no,’ explained Jack. ’If we find my avatar, I don’t think I’ll have any way too...’

’Jack? Jaaack??’

Thanks to Bowzer sharing his thoughts openly, Jack came to realize something. Sure, Jack didn’t know what happened to his old body or his stuff, but Jack never thought that would do him much good till he was high-leveled anyway. What Jack forgot was one of his character’s former titles and an item that was given to him along with that title.

’Daruun’s Envoy...’

’What? Jack, speak up so I can hear you too!’

’Daruun’s Envoy... One of the titles that my ancient self had earned was Daruun’s Envoy. I was the first-ever person to earn that title, so I received a one-of-a-kind, legendary item. I thought it was useless and was only legend-tier for its flavor text... but maybe...’

’Maybe what?’

’That item was known as Daruun’s Crest. Its flavor text said that it gave it’s bearer the ability to act in Daruun’s name. I used it for a few quests then stored it away... But it also...’ As Jack’s rambling came to an end, the hero took out a single ring and ran his fingers around its ridges.

’Jack... finish explaining things, please!’ shouted Bowzer, startling Jack and breaking his concentration on the ring.

’Right! Sorry... where was I?’ Jack stopped playing with the ring, only looking at it now. ’I may not know where my avatar is, but I do know where something else is. And I’m too anxious to not go there right now.’

’Wait, we’re not going to the Fissured Mountains?! I ran all this way for nothing?’ complained Bowzer.

’No, we’re still going there and to the other tombs before we meet back up with the party. It’ll be easier that way and they won’t argue with me over what I find,’ replied Jack. ’But where we’re going now, we’ll find things that even most lv. 85 heroes of the past had only wished to find.’

’Ohhh...’ With his interest piqued, Bowzer couldn’t stop wagging his tail. ’Then let’s go right now! I don’t need to sleep!’

’We will, but we’ll want Tralon with us this time. Also, we’re about to cheat our way up a few levels." An excited grin appeared on Jack’s face, just like Bowzer.

’Hey, Tralon. Are you free right now? Tralon?’

’What is it, Jack? I’m busy discussing the ancient causes and effects of the Godly War with Choron and Sterfen,’ replied Tralon in an annoyed tone.

’Well, how about you take a break from that and come get me. I’ll need your help somewhere.’

’Where’s that? I hope it’s important and truly utilizes my abilities, given that I’m currently in the company of gods.’

Jack laughed, ’Tralon, we’re heading to the storehouse.’

Chapter 290

’Tralon, we’re heading to the storehouse.’

’Oh... Then I’m coming. Give me a moment.’

A few minutes passed as Tralon finished his conversation with the two gods and dismissed himself.

"It took you long enough," Jack joked as Tralon appeared in a flash of light. "Let me guess, you took the time to memorize the location so you can go back after we’re done?"

"Of course! That was the first time that I’ve been able to speak with people older than me! And with their breadth of knowledge and unique perspective, I can learn so much."

"Did you ask them about your curse?"

Tralon shook his head, losing some of his excitement. "They don’t know of a cure."

"I figured... I’ve already asked Sterfen, so I guess the only person left to ask is Daruun. I’ll add that to my list," Jack sighed. "Anyways, I’m assuming you’ve got enough mana to take us to Gilga."

"Sure, but don’t you want to go to the storehouse?"

"Yes, but you won’t have enough mana left to carry us through it," replied Jack. "Remember, we’re only lv. 34 right now. With you, we’ll just barely make it to the end so long as we’re careful."

"I forgot about that... Then I’ll take you to Gilga. You can stay in the guild house as my guests for the night."

"Are you sure we should do that? Would that cause trouble for you?"

"No, I’ll be fine," chuckled Tralon. "Since your levels are concealed by your cloak, it will keep suspicions to a minimum. I’m sure some of the council members will be keeping tabs on us, but you can just change your appearance and store Bowzer away when we’re in public. Maybe Argyle would work?"

"Not a bad idea." With a laugh, Jack activated his cloak and became an Argyle look-alike. "I’m sure my father-in-law won’t complain since it’s me falsifying his identity."

"A perfect image. Well done. So, are you ready? We need to get a good night’s rest if we want to storm the storehouse tomorrow."

Jack turned to Bowzer. "I’m sorry, but you’ll have to wait in my ring till we get to our room. But once we’re at the storehouse tomorrow, you’ll be free to roam wherever you like."

Bowzer pouted but did as Jack said. The fox walked toward Jack, obediently letting Jack store him in the bestial storage.

"Then, let’s go." Tralon opened up a rift in space, walking through it along with Jack.

The two men were now in a spacious office, startling Jack. "You... You haven’t changed a thing, have you?"

"Well, I did change a few things," replied Tralon. "All of your hidden weapons were stored away. I didn’t like the thought of your high-level weapons being found by anyone who dared to thumb through my office."

"Smart move. But I see you kept the chair, desk, and bookshelves. Why didn’t you sell them? Wouldn’t that be able to raise the guild’s funds significantly?" Jack asked as he took a seat in the dragon hide chair he had crafted long ago.

"As you’ll come to know, I’ve kept the guild and its many belongings the same for all these years. The system you created here was better than anything I could imagine myself, and I refused to sell or exchange any of its items that I deemed priceless, no matter what Argyle tried to offer me."

"Oh? Is that how you two met? He tried to haggle for all of my old stuff?" Jack joked.

"Actually, yes. But we became friends soon after that. Occasionally, he makes me an offer for little things like your chair or the bookshelves you made."

"I can’t blame him. It’s arguably the most comfortable and most expensive seat I’ve seen, while the bookshelves auto-cast silence and are made from an ancient Gaia Tree..." Jack’s attention left the conversation as he started to tinker with the lock on his desk.

"Click!"

"Wow, you didn’t even change the code. Are you a hoarder?"

"Maybe, but I’m so glad I am. Otherwise, who knows what would be left for you now that you’re back?" Tralon laughed.

Jack’s smile softened. "It must’ve been hard for you. Keeping all of this while Trodar was facing hardship and you were losing levels to the curse."

"Sure, it was hard but not impossible." Tralon shrugged.

"The other council members want you gone so they can steal what’s left of the guild, don’t they?"

"... Like always, you find the truth before I have a chance to admit it."

Jack sighed again. With his current level, he was powerless to do anything against the council that he had founded. And now, that same council was starting to focus more on causing internal struggle then solving the problems surrounding Trodar, forcing Tralon to personally seek Jack for help.

"Don’t worry yourself, Jack. I’ll make sure that the guild survives and remains intact until you’re strong enough to take it over," Tralon added. "Until then, don’t worry about the guild. You just got me a new manager, that alone will help me focus on the duties of the council."

"Oh yeah..." Midsentence, Jack took out a well-sized coin purse and placed it on the desk. "Here’s Dirk’s salary. He doesn’t need this much considering I paid for his house, but I promised him it would be well-paying. Now, he can’t complain and has more reason to do his job."

"That’s... quite a sum for someone not even lv. 40."

"And this..." A dozen more bags were placed on the desk, only these were heftier and filled with platinum. "This is to help you keep the guild running. I can’t take over yet, but I can at least supply you with funds."

"How did you--"

"I was lucky enough to raid the tomb of Ponlinne a while back. Do you remember him?"

"Ponlinne?! Of course, he ran the Medic Guild, right?" Tralon laughed. "So that’s how you took advantage of Argyle and the other auction houses. Leave it to you to find the tomb of a lv. 85 guild leader while you’re still low-leveled."

"Actually, Ponlinne wasn’t lv. 85. He was lv. 87."

"What?!"

"I’m not sure when, but sometime after I left the level cap was removed," stated Jack.

"But what could kill a lv. 87 hero? Sure, Ponlinne was a cleric but he was still lv. 87."

"He stumbled upon a dungeon that never existed during Ancient Kartonia," Jack explained. "That dungeon would change based on those who entered it. Based on the highest level among the dungeon’s occupants, that crypt would open up deeper and deeper. Ponlinne eventually reached the final floor where he found massive ancient doors, but they were guarded by a lv. 89 boss."

"A lv. 89... that’s unheard of!" shouted Tralon.

"Ponlinne was just going to check out the boss and flee, but the boss countered him and never let Ponlinne escape. But, at least we now know the level cap is gone and that there a likely to be more unknown dungeons to explore," reasoned Jack.

"True. But are you sure you want to give up all of this for the guild? Will you have enough left for your party and your needs?"

"Honestly, no. I’ve been too generous with my cash," Jack laughed, remembering his costly private deal with Argyle. "However, given that you haven’t sold everything inside the guild house, you probably never attempted to open the storehouse either."

"Guilty as charged," the old man laughed along with Jack.

"Then once I open that up, I’ll have more than enough... And I’ll be able to get my hands on that crest!"

"Oh? That useless emblem you threw in the storehouse? What do you need that for?"

"I need to test something. Since some items now can do different things, I wonder what that crest can do now that I’m officially Daruun’s champion."

Tralon stroked his beard with a nod. "Interesting, indeed. But how about we go and get some sleep. If not, we’ll have to wait even longer to storm the storehouse."

"Speaking of that, has anyone entered the storehouse since I was gone?" Jack asked.

"Only petty thieves. Since I’m still around, the other council members steer clear of the place. They may be strong enough to storm it, but they wouldn’t be fast enough to steal anything before I get there." Tralon chuckled, "Besides, they don’t know how to open the final door which the guild crafted in its heyday."

"True... but that’s why we have this!" Jack flicked the old ring up in the air and caught it. "That door won’t be a problem for us. But who knows what’s in the storehouse now that a thousand years have passed."

"We’ll find out when we enter. Hopefully, I’ll be able to carry us through it. If not, then I’ll make a rift and we’ll escape."

"Sounds like a plan. Now, where am I sleeping tonight?"

Tralon sighed. "Sadly, I can’t offer you your old room. If I did that, then it would draw too much attention. I’ll lead you to the guest rooms."

Tralon and Jack, who was still disguised as Argyle, slowly walked through the guild house, drawing a lot of attention. However, no one bothered them since it was the guild leader and someone they recognized as lv. 71, even though they couldn’t currently see through "Argyle’s" level.

Well, almost no one bothered them...