Chapter 119: A Bit Too Real
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“I don’t know, this place looks sketchy,” said the young adventurer girl.
“Come on, Lisa, stop being such a scaredy-cat. If Reagan says we’re fine then we shouldn’t worry,” said the girl’s adventuring partner, a young, muscular man wearing a sleeveless leather doublet and holding a large warhammer in his hands, looking ready for action.
“Did you not read the warning on the wall?” said the girl. “It clearly tells adventurers to beware—that’s us!”
“Don’t worry, girl,” said a voice coming from around the ivy-covered corner. “As I’ve told you two back at the inn, so long as you don’t stray too far away from me, you will be fine.”
Walking from the back of the mausoleum, a mage wearing exquisite vestments in multiple shades of blue joined the other two, his bored face framed by the hood over his head. “Just don’t forget you still need to pay me the other half of my commission once we get out.”
Lisa glanced at the open doors of the old building with a still concerned expression. “I just have a bad feeling, James…”
“Ah, come on!” said her friend. “We’re already levels 3 and 2, it’s time we take the training wheels off! And with a level 30 cryomancer backing us up, this is going to be easy. Isn’t that right, Reagan?”
“Sure, whatever you say,” the robed adventurer said, while absentmindedly checking his fingernails. “Everybody knows Tudor’s Hall is child's play, so this should be easy loot and experience for you two with me tagging along.”