Chapter 230: Using His Fists
The desert wind cleared the fog from Harvey's head, and with it came the realization that he'd been scammed.
"This doesn't make sense… I'm supposed to be dead. How did I run into scammers at a time like this?"
He had no intention to let those two swindlers walk away, not when they'd interfered with his long-awaited appointment with fate.
Meanwhile, Hastin and Hares had holed up in an inn in Sweetdew City.
They shed their disguises, revealing grotesque bodies made of machinery and liquid mercury.
"Heh… didn't expect to run into such an easy mark. Guess we've got our travel funds now," Hastin said. His voice echoed strangely from the magitech reactor embedded in his chest.
Hares, now a shifting mass of mercury, rippled as he spoke. "We've wasted so much time already, but we still haven't even seen a single paladin. At least now we can cross the desert's sandstorm barrier and find them. Still, we'll need to buy some gear in Sweetdew City first. Otherwise, one Sacred Slash and we're done for."
After transforming the two brothers into unnatural undead constructs, Ambrose had given them a single mission: to test whether their new bodies could withstand a paladin's Sacred Slash.
Unfortunately, he hadn't given them any gold to help them out.