ALL NOVEL Chapter 6: The second coming of Carne, part one (24)
Chapter 6: The second coming of Carne
As the group of eight traversed the road to the Village of Carne, Viridael started to wonder what this world had to other in terms of entertainment. There weren’t any video games of course, but what board games did they have.
Did they have chess? Did they have checkers? Or maybe even charades? This was a weird line of thought running through her head. She looked over to Momon, he was speaking to the magic caster girl about something or other.
It was honestly kind of nice, having a group that didn’t ask for their every need to cater to them. In her last guild she was a part of, they constantly asked for stuff from her. She never seemed to actually enjoy the game if she was being honest.
She never got to fight any of the bosses, because she was too busy being a guild base mom. It was kind of forced on her if she was being honest with herself. She thought of them as family at first, but that soon faded.
But getting out of her own head and back to the present, Lukrut was looking at her funny. It seemed that he wanted to ask her something. She tilted her head in his direction while he sat on the cart, and she walked behind it.
“I was wonder how long you and Momon have been traveling together?” he asked, then continued, “I don’t mean to intrude, but you don’t seem as tight knit as us.”
He was right on the money of course, Momon didn’t know all too much about her other than her Yggdrasil knowledge and time playing it. Well, he did know why she was honestly kind of clingy when it came to venturing into the outside world with him.
At least, that was how she saw it. Momonga didn’t see it that way, he simply saw her as someone even more lonely than him. In that, he could sympathize with her for all the right reasons. Back to the matter at hand.
Viridael was wondering if Lukrut’s ranger senses let him detect the slight dis-unity that her and Momon had. It was honestly fairly bad that this level twelve looking guy could tell that there was slight dis-unity.
Or maybe he simply sensed the lack of a storyline that Ainz and Aeskell had smashed together. But honestly, she could lie through her teeth here. She activated a silent spell just in case and lied through her teeth.
“We have been traveling for some time by now, we’re just not used to traveling with another group. But I guess that Momon wanted to try something new,” she spouted.
Lukrut nodded his head and turned back to watch the sky and forest. Her lie wasn’t completely a lie, she and Momon weren’t used to traveling and hanging out with others. She was mostly used to doing things solo or hanging out alone at the guild base she used to live in.
But now, they were just two adventurers. They were with Nabe of course, but all in all, she was mostly here to watch over them and make sure nothing bad happened.
She then started to wander closer to Momon as she wanted to hear and talk to him. It was at this action that she saw what he was even talking about.
“Well, there have been stories about a black dragon that lives within the mountain that stick into the great forest of Tob!” Ninya the magic caster said, “but the dragon hasn’t been spotted in a rather long time. I forget for how long ago he was spotted?” Ninya finished with a ponderous look on her face.
Viridael then was soon noticed by the two of them, though Viridael wondered if Momon had spotted her before. He looked at her from within his helmet. He seemed to be silently asking why she was walking with him while he walked next to the sitting Ninya.
“I was simply wondering what you guys were talking about. Was it dragons?” Viridael asked.
Ninya nodded her head, but before she could say something in response to Viridael, Viridael sensed something. It was a pack of goblins along with a handful of ogres. In all honesty, she could send a batch of third tier angels to slay them and continue the conversation, but they had to keep up appearances.
Sure, specialized paladins could summon angels, she was one. But the average paladin could only do basic healing spells and buffs. They could summon angels, but all in all, they couldn’t explicitly use summoning magic that only the average summoner could use.
While her own powers were a factor of her other form, the one that canonically had a different soul and only changed her own body so she could fit in it, that wasn’t normal. It wasn’t at all, in fact, what one would even think of.
Getting back on track, she turned to Lukrut after he had felt and sensed the presence of the horde of demi humans. It seemed that she didn’t alert the others that she could see the monsters approaching 1.5 miles out of the current local.
While her own sense suddenly dropped off at that point, she could see all of what was within the bubble. She herself was had to look at the enemies if she wanted their actually information, but it wasn’t like she would need to see their levels and classes.
“A pack of goblins and some ogres, coming from the left!” Lukrut chanted out while grabbing an arrow from the quiver on his back.
Momon, along with Nabe and Viridael, walked out to meet the group of monsters while the sword of darkness made a plan. Nfirea watched on as the two groups started their fight.
As he looked on, he saw how they managed to pull the aggro of the demi humans and started to kill them off. It was rather admirable. First, Lukrut knocked an arrow and launched it to the goblins, but it fell just short.
This pulled their enemies in, thinking the swords of darkness weak. Then they started their actual attack. Dine trapped a multitude of ogres, and goblins with his druid spells.
Ninya then buffed peter and Lukrut as the goblins came in close. This continued till he looked back at what he was doing. Viridael had cast a multitude of low tier, weak, buffs on him that didn’t actually contain any holy magic, only that of her specialization, the atomic flame.
The atomic flame specialized in anti-demon spells and such. No atomic flame specialized spells actually did any damage or harm to him. She had said that the atomic flame canonically didn’t see or act like the undead or the living were any different.
That was a rather strange tidbit of lore. The fire she used didn’t harm her undead enemies anymore than it did her normal enemies. He rather liked that, it was honestly kind of cool lore wise to have it be like that.
He then got his head back to the present with a quiet mumble to himself about her helpful her buffs would be in any fight for him, and pulled his great swords from his back.
The swords of darkness glanced on in rapture as cut down one of the ogres in a single swing. Then, Viridael raised her long falchion, to which the author had forgotten to tell to all was supposed to be wielded with two hands and was of the long variety, and chanted.
“[lesser atomic smite]” she shouted, sending her arm down and having it fly straight into the chest of the ogre.
The beast of a being died on the spot. So did the rest of the grouping of ogres and goblins. As the other group looked on in fascination, Nfirea couldn’t help but feel as though something was strange.
This trio seemed rather powerful, what were they doing here? They could hold major political and martial positions. But they were simple copper plate adventurers. It didn’t make a whole lot of sense.
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