Chapter 150: Dead Pact Mercenaries
Irwin grinned as he grabbed his plain white shirt and walked out of the room. Ambraz flitted to his shoulder, landing there lightly.
"About time! While we're there, we should get a bunch of new low-rank cards to experiment with!"
"I'm sure I can get some from Driseog," Irwin agreed as he thought about the small stack he had remaining.
Most were high quality or high rank, and although he enjoyed his many attempts at getting a hundred percent Emerald card, none of them had yet paid off like he wanted it to. Moving from Quartz through Amethyst and Topaz all the way there might help with what he was lacking.
Scintilla was standing below the stairs, looking up, her gaze trailing his chest with burning eyes.
"Are you coming?" Irwin asked, wrapping an arm around her for a moment.
"What do you think? I'm not going to miss out on a chance to get new ingredients and talk with anyone that came from back home!"
"Good," Irwin replied.
A few moments later, they were walking through what was now called the old part of town, something that made him laugh.
"It's that old teleporter again. He appeared in the central square, as grumpy as ever," Scintilla said as she looked at him. "Which card do you think Driseog found?"
Irwin shrugged, not sure. He had long since sent a message to Driseog that he didn't need the energy card anymore, so it could only be Greldo's. Though, he was curious to see what the details would be!
When they reached the new central square between the old first wall and the second still-in-progress wall, they saw a group of Viridians talking to an older, nicely dressed Viridian. Irwin instantly recognized him as the one who had teleported him to Cinder Grove the previous times.