Chapter 38: Summon
Azel now sat in his room at the inn, his back against the wooden headboard of a surprisingly comfortable bed.
It wasn’t as comfortable as the one from the royal palace years ago, that was probably the maximum of comfort but it was better than his bed back at home.
The events of earlier still played in his mind. He really had a lot of bad luck, all he had wanted to do was to stop at the town for the night and then continue to Starbloom tomorrow.
Hours had passed since then.
The mayor had thanked them personally, showering them with praise and promises of rewards: a cash bonus, discounts in shops, and free services within the town.
Lorraine had looked shocked, Gerome relieved, and Azel? He just wanted a room where he could finally breathe.
Crowhollow Town didn’t even have an Adventurer’s Guild despite being large enough to warrant one.
He didn’t understand what the mayor was doing with their funds, but it wasn’t his problem. It was a good town, they ought to have a GUILD here, as long as there were willing people to become Adventurers, they could defend the town far better than any gate guards could.
What he couldn’t ignore were the desecrated corpses littering the streets earlier.
Unfortunate Adventurers who had tried to engage the Shadow Wraith without proper strength or preparation... they’d been devoured until only scattered bones and bloody scraps of flesh remained.
Azel had felt his stomach lurch at the sight. He had killed before, yes — but this was different.
Monsters didn’t kill cleanly.