Chapter 211: Bee-lieve in Yourself
Hesfalle took her leave shortly after, letting Belissar know she was willing to answer any questions and help out once he got started with the Death room. Tarwantrad stuck around for some further discussions. First, she asked about the choice he had made, so he told her about dancers, berserkers, and assassins, much to her glee. Belissar then explained which choice he had made and why. When he finished, he frowned and crossed his arms, staring down at the ground.
“I wanted to ask you, do you think I made the right choice? I think assassins fit better and they don’t have to die, but berserkers were so powerful. I can’t help but feel I made a mistake skipping them…”
Tarwantrad gave him a sympathetic smile.
“The thing is, Belissar, no one can truly say. Each dungeon is unique, and the Hunger will always change its approach. What is right for one dungeon may be wrong for another, what is right for one purification may struggle with the next. If you want my opinion…it sounds like you carefully considered what would fit into your tower’s strengths. The assassins should serve you well, all you need do is make the most of them.”
Belissar let out a deep breath and then smiled.
“Thank you. It’s just…it’s hard making these choices sometimes. I was never supposed to be Tower keeper after all, so I never really feel like I know what I’m doing.”
Tarwantrad shrugged with a self-deprecating smile.
“I feel that way too even with all the training and preparation I had.”
She then locked eyes with him.