Chapter 138: Zombie Hunting for Dummies
“Alright, let’s do this,” said Balthazar. “But you’d better come through for me with that treasure chest.”
“My word is my bond, good sir,” the ghost said proudly. “I will hold my end of the bargain.”
“So, where do I find this zombie of yours?”
Sir Edmund pondered, bringing a hand to his chin, which went right through and to the back of his head. “Hmm, I’d start with the area around the edge of the river. It seems to dwell by that location the most lately. Perhaps attracted to the sound of running water.”
“Well then, lead on,” said the crab. “Show us the way.”
After a few minutes of walking, the merchant called out to the spirit.
“Hey, will you hold on?” he said, huffing and puffing as he tried to catch up to the floating apparition.
“Oh? Sorry, I did not realize you were falling behind,” Allard said.
“We wouldn’t, if you’d stop going in a straight line through every damn tree and boulder in your way,” the cranky crustacean said. “Not all of us can phase through solid things, you know?!”