"Seriously?!" Jyuzou rose because he couldn't stay seated at the sudden striking piece of information that echoed into his brain.
He and Chyuuichi sat not that far from Atomu, Morio and Elton, on a tree stump near the exit of the Bore Forest and a path leading to the nearest shores and ports of Magna. Both their weapons were laid on the ground, and Chyuuichi carried a book in his hands, open right in the middle.
"Mhm! MHM!" Chyuuichi nodded, excitedly. "That's what I've been telling ya, Jyuzou! Don't underestimate the caves!"
"My Shin, you were right!" Jyuzou crouched, at the other end of the book, putting his hand on the harsh paper. "I never thought flowers could grow in the darkest of places." he put his hand on his chin.
Chyuuichi smirked. "Oh, yer gonna have a field day in Mirillis! Just can't wait!" he kept pointing at the Morian.
"Nuh-uh! NUH-UH!" Jyuzou said, playfully, taking a few steps back and breathing out. He looked up at the setting sun that shone above the crowns of the trees that surrounded them. "It's getting a bit late, isn't it?" he sighed, putting his hands in his pockets. "I can already hear the numbums singing their songs."
As you might have guessed, numbums were small little birds which sang in high-pitched tones on the nights of Herbes and Gorro. When sparrows left, numbums came back.
"Ya reckon we should go back to Magna?" Chyuuichi asked. "I'm only halfway through the book."
"You're reading everything?" Jyuzou looked at the cover of the Wonder Flora. Despite scanning through its contents countless times, he was still surprised to have learned new information, particularly from such an unexpected source.
"Ya know, I kinda feel bad. I think I once said that all that plant stuff isn't interesting but I can't take my head away, Jyuso!" Chyuuichi nodded.
"Well, three to one then," Jyuzou smirked. "You can stay here if you want, I'm hungry though," Jyuzou informed, picking up his backpack from behind the stump and putting it in his hands.
"Alright, don't get lost!"
"I'm not you to do that." Jyuzou chuckled a little, turning around, and much like the Mirillian, humming a little tune under his nose while following the stepped-out paths.
Near the port where the first signals of the goblin invasion sounded, stood four Tributals, setting up a rather big boat, yet too small to call a ship. It had two levels, a big deck and a horse-like bow, a flag above that served as a mast, and a little space underneath with comfy cloth for sleeping.
The boat was supposed to set out earlier, even though the members of the group moved at different speeds. They were carrying a lot of supplies for the next few days, so the Tributals would have to make time for eating, resting, and navigating around the rocky terrain of the Harm Lands.
When they needed to eat or do anything that didn't sound like a synonym for advancing, they'd throw an anchor into the sea below, which led to Rowan carrying the big steel thing from Swania, dragging it through Midcity and towards the boat.
Rowan breathed in, before throwing it onto the boat. "Ha." they continued gasping for air.
"It's not that heavy," Damien commented, pressing against the material.
"I'd like to see you do it!" Rowan pointed. "If you've only got complaints, do everything by yourself, I don't care!" they turned around, folding their arms.
"They're still hurt about the troupe," Ace whispered, giggling.
"My ears can hear!" Rowan added, opening their eyes and looking at the others. "Seriously, though, why not me? Is Ambrosia a better Demonear? Did they outmatch my level this fast?"
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Star Sun Cave
Fantasy[Atlas Grandeur - Book Two] A year after Morio's encounter with Shi Hon, carried by the birds' songs, a temple far in the caves of Errarion is unearthed. In fact, at a point so distant, that for the longest time, it was speculated to be nothing but...
