Chapter 1335: The Secret Mission
“Hubert?” Seth asked, surprised. It had been a while since he had seen the dimensional merchant. He had also been part of the evaluation of Chrona. he had sometimes worked for Minas Mar but was originally not a member. It was through some twists and turns of fate that he finally wished and was allowed to join the guild.
“Yes, I've returned,” the older man whispered suspiciously.
Although he had joined and had a room at the Tower, he was another member who was not seen often. His skill allowed him to trade with other dimensional traders from across the Pathworks, and if possible, he would also travel to these places to peddle in person. Having learned his lesson, he would only leave with an escort of Oathguards.
Had he been here at the time, he would have been sent to Perrerian, the world beyond the cave gate, or Pakkonaia, the world with the dark elf-like demons, instead of Luf or Jane. The fact that he was sneaking into the workshop looking for him could only mean one thing. His secret mission was a success.
“Did you find what I asked for?” Seth asked in a hushed voice. When Hubert nodded, the blacksmith quickly ushered him into one of the sectioned-off rooms of the workshop. Until he was absolutely sure, he wanted what he asked of Hubert to remain a secret, even from his workshop assistants.
After they entered the room and Seth closed the door, Hubert brought out a small box and put it on the workbench. With both of them leaning over the small box, he opened it, revealing a roughly walnut-sized, bronze bead, engraved with a worn-down pattern of scales.
“This is the Last Prayer Bead of Saint Beashaz, a dragonewt monk,” Hubert revealed the origin of the hefty bead. “I hope this is the right thing, I had to exchange it for two bars of special tranquil legendary
for it,” he added, prompting Seth to appraise the bead he brought.
Legendary