Chapter 687
“What the heck is weeping?” Ben muttered to himself in curiosity, with Abel holding out her hand.
“Food first, questions after.”
“Okay, okay, fine.”
A deal was a deal and the fact that she seemed willing to answer his questions made him a lot more motivated to get on with it so he materialized both a cup and a knife, dragging the latter across his palm to fill up the first while the girl beamed, downing it the second it was handed over and immediately looking like she wanted more.
Okay, that wasn’t ideal.
“That’s even better than I thought it would be,” She sighed happily. “And why do you smell even tastier now?”
“Because reality hates me. Anyway, back on topic. What’s weeping?”
His immediate assumption was it was an attribute that normally wouldn’t exist in his current reality but did in her old one that she’d somehow managed to hang onto when passing over, but it seemed the answer was more complicated than just that.
Looking proud as she said it, Abel explained. “It’s something only the chosen get. My ancestor Sothoth saw my potential and gave me my fragment and all of its tears make me stronger! Normally he would have gotten it back after I died but it looks like it came with me when I was brought here. Another reason I’m the best of the summoned for sure!”