Chapter 45
Uuuuuhhhh... why meeeeee...?
After Gust’s fabulous (sarcasm at Lv.Max) negotiations, we were accepted into the Sahuagin army’s headquarters. It was an impressive sight alright. The city was literally carved out of the Dungeon’s bedrock, but it was far from what you could call caves. With some modern luxuries like electricity, they could have been sold as high-fancy apartments.
Not that I was in the mood to enjoy the view. Because of the unnecessary meddling of Gust, I was forced to participate in the triumphant return of the Sahuagins and their leader, Virt. Why must someone as socially challenged as me have to join a parade!? And as the guest of honor, on top of the big boss’ head!! Please, anyone, give me a hole to hide in!! Only the hood doesn’t work!!
As for the idiot that made this mess, he’s wrapped up in threads and treated as luggage packed on the Zombie Raptor. Good luck surviving that stench.
The inhabitants of the city were surprised to see the reinforcement group coming back with a demon that covers their face with a hood and is accompanied by undeads, but one word from big boss Virt was enough for them to accept it. Oi! Be more on guard, people!
It was the raptor monsters equipped with bristles that bought the explanation first, then the Sahuagins after the six guys I healed came with their comments. Even so, aren’t you guys a little too trusting?
After the parade, I was taken to an old Sahuagin that lived in one of the bigger houses. And I mean old when I say old. He’s got this stupid-long beard and was holding a cane. It wouldn’t be too strange if he suddenly fell over due to old age.
Name: Baphom
Race: Sahuagin Elder | Gender: Male
Level: 28
Karma Value: 129