Chapter 153: In or out?
The man’s tear-streaked face lit up. "Hero! Please, would you come to the village square and accept the blessings of the people? They must see the one who brought this terror to its end!"
"Sure," Damon said. He was not one for public praises and accolades but who was he to deny the wishes of an old pitiful man. Besides, he mused, this could be a good opportunity to soak up some rep points, maybe even squeeze out a unique quest or two from these grateful townsfolk.
With that, he followed the man towards the village square. On the way, many of the city folk greeted the old man and asked why he was suddenly so excited. He too promptly sang praises of Blood God and he had taken down the world boss.
Damon followed along, calmly looking around as if he was above all of this attention. This only led the cityfolk to praise him more. Soon the old man began spreading the news with increasing enthusiasm.
The frozen throne guild members followed along as well and their faces shrunk constantly being forced to hear all the amazing feats of the awesome Blood God.
Mendoza gnashed his teeth in frustration. "Sylvara, you were giggling earlier like a foolish bimbo? What happened to his common sense now? Huh? Where did it go? Why did he have to go and engage a world boss in this territory announcing everyone that he is here? Don’t you know what this means? Everyone will figure out what we are upto!"
Nevin stepped closer to Sylvara threateningly. However, this time it was useless. Even a couple of other elders told Sylvara the same thing.
"Tighten the leash on your dog, Sylvara." Robert added as he walked away from all the madness. He seemingly had no interest in whatever Blood God was upto but his loyal underlings were still in the vicinity.
Sylvara, her silver hair catching the afternoon light, let out a soft sigh. "That man..." she muttered, a flicker of amusement in her eyes.