Chapter 157: Hey, it’s a fantasy world after all!
After that, Cass put his head down and focused on getting ready for the dungeon.
This situation with Draken wasn’t solved, not in the slightest, but he was going to push it to the side if he could manage it.
Cass was trying to forget about how kind and sweet he had been to him, even offering to feed him again after he had called Sam back into the room. Sam had been suspicious of him, and worried, as they hadn’t chatted about what had happened in the hallway with Byron.
Byron had been hesitant too, standing by the door like a child who was waiting to be scolded by a parent. But Cass was exhausted.
Cass didn’t get a chance to talk to them that night, since he ate his food, took his medicine, and then barely managed to get himself to his room before passing out. Thankfully, Draken didn’t follow him and Sam and left him alone that day.
Cass’ next 48 hours were full of making sure he had enough food supply, medicine, clothes, etc. that he would need in the dungeon. He did freak out at one point when Lord Blackburn took over the body they shared to force Cass to open a certain part of the desk and reveal a detailed journal full of plans.
Cass had worried that they were plans for world domination at first, but turned out it was plans for dungeons, finances, all of the things that he had been looking for when he first arrived. He wanted to ask Lord Blackburn why he was choosing to reveal it all right now, especially given the circumstances, but Cass knew he probably wouldn’t be able to talk to him until after the...next week from hell arrived.
Cass was suspicious that Lord Blackburn was trying to take a bit of the worry off of Cass’ shoulders, and for that he was grateful. There also happened to be a part of himself that was a bit bitter about the whole thing. The journal had the freaking password, code, whatever it was called, that would have allowed him to look at Lord Blackburn’s accounts. Cass couldn’t do shit with this information right now.
Byron was a little stiff around Cass, but also determined. He was doing everything Cass asked without a complaint, and trying to do it to the best of his ability. Cass knew that he needed to talk to the man. That he needed to clear the air with him.