The Lone Wanderer

“Evaluating request…”

‘Are you sure there is no other way?’ Gabe asked.

‘Hey, don’t complain! Tattoos might hide the core from Mana Sense, but people would still be able to see it through your skin. And you obviously can’t wear a shirt either due to your wings.’ Percy replied.

Before they could begin filling up Gabe’s second core, they needed to ensure it was concealed. Based on what Percy had come to learn about the Vault of Magic, the last thing they needed were the gods in charge finding out such a juicy specimen had fallen in their grasp.

Of course, Percy had inadvertently left plenty of evidence of his presence already – whether it was Gabe’s miraculous survival or the extraordinary amount of life mana they had used up. Adding all the things they were planning to do over the next few weeks, the cat was already halfway out of the bag. Though most of it couldn’t be avoided, they could at least take care of the rest.

“Evaluation complete. Custom item is valued at 37 credits. Current balance: 26130. Proceed with purchase?” the soulless voice asked.

Percy felt Gabe’s heartache through the connection.

‘I get it! But does it have to be so expensive?!’ he groaned.

‘It doesn’t seem like a lot. It will barely put a dent in your balance.’ Percy said.