I had never felt so terrified in my life. I watched impatiently as Jethro grilled the hares we caught and knew I'd have to create a distraction to prevent the Jadehoods from becoming suspicious. I needed to say something amusing that would take everyone's mind off him.
That's when I remembered the best joke ever told.
"Isaac, I have a joke for you!" I exclaimed, gesturing in his direction.
"I am not a man who laughs often, but you can try your luck." He said with a scoff.
"A man goes to the pub and finds a fly swimming in his ale. He asks the owner what it's doing there, and the owner replies with 'Going out for a little swim, sir.'"
I could see the tips of Isaac's lips slowly rise, and before I knew it, he was keeled over in laughter. It wasn't only him either. All the brigands went into a frenzy from the joke, and I took that as an opportunity to put the myrtlebane seeds in the meat. By the time everyone regained their senses, I had put all the seeds inside.
"Your meals are ready," I said with a tiny smile.
"Great, I'm ready!" Saber excitedly exclaimed, rubbing his hands together like a deranged fly.
Your death is ready.
Saber grabbed the meat and gave everyone a piece. Nobody suspected it was poisoned, a massive relief. I watched anxiously as everyone took an enormous bite out of it.
"It tastes rather bitter," Saber said with a look of disgust. Not even a second after speaking, he gasped and fell over dead. The rest of the members followed suit. The last one to go was Isaac. He had enough time to take out his dagger but perished before he could use it against us.
There was an uncanny silence following this. We killed between fifteen and twenty men. Remorse hit me like a punch to the stomach; I knelt and began weeping. Jethro wrapped his arms around me and reassured me that everything would be alright.
"Mother Yuna will never let me into the Great Ether now..." I muttered, shaking my head.
"She will. In the book of Peacock, she says that killing is not against her teachings if it's done for a good purpose. They were going to keep us as slaves forever. What we did was justified." Jethro explained.
"Yeah, I guess that's true. Before we go back home, let's see what valuables these guys have. I don't think they'll be needing them anymore." I said with a chuckle.
"Stealing from thieves? I can live with that." He jested.
We went inside Isaac's tent to see what goods he had and noticed a canvas map near his makeshift bed. My curiosity got the best of me, and I looked over it for a few minutes. The map was filled with random red triangles, and beneath each one, it explained what was at the location. The closest triangle to us read, 'Saber says there's supposed to be a legendary treasure buried here.'
"No, we're not going to find that treasure!" I shouted in an annoyed tone.
"Why not? Think about how much better our life would be!" Jethro countered.
"We don't even know if the treasure exists, you moron!" I shouted and gave him a look of contempt.
"I'm not going home until we find that treasure." He said assertively.
"Excuse me?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.
"You know you can't leave me. Father would be furious." He replied with a smirk.
"Jethro! Fine, I'll go on your stupid quest. This better be worth it..." I grumbled.
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The Amethyst Flame
FantasyThe village of Colmer is devastated by a plague. Its only hope is two brothers divided by their beliefs in magic. When Jethro ventures into the depths of the forest to find a wizard who can heal the village, Arthur is forced to find his brother befo...
