《The Yew Wood Warrior》Chapter 21: An unexpected ally
Advertisement
“Hey Ivo, wake up!” Something shook my side. I let out a grunt as I woke up from my slumber. My eyes were still blurry when a small light kept on flying through it. I scratched my eyes and blinked, and I was relieved when I saw the light to be Fayette. I hadn’t even gotten up yet when she landed on my chest.
“Good morning!” She told me in her cheerful voice as usual. It looked like she had gotten decent rest and food. Her red hair was neat as well, who took care of her?
“Where did you go, Fayette, what happened?” I asked her, still half-asleep
“I woke up in the guild master's room, the guild master wasn’t there, however. There was a lady there, she said she was one of the receptionists here. She was really nice! Gave me food, offered me a shower, and told me about what happened at the festival. I was apparently out of magic, so my body just shut down. Anyways, after that, she asked me a few questions and even prepared a room for me. She never told me her name though.” She said happily, flying obnoxiously like usual. It seemed like she had already told this to Alberto because he wasn’t paying attention, he was just lying on his bed, waiting for something.
“Well, I’m glad the three of us are here now and didn’t die to Stratford, while it is a shame that we couldn’t take care of Stratford once and for all,” said Alberto, still lying on his bed. I just nodded at that while Fayette still flew around randomly. Around us were a few patients, some were conscious and some were not. I noticed there were more empty beds than yesterday, did they get released? When are we going to get released? The doctor did say that we were going to get released today after we woke up. Most of the adventurers I saw yesterday that were on the beds weren’t here anymore, as expected of adventurers.
“What are we going to do about getting to Arcanus and Cevine?” I asked the two of them. Fayette wasn’t interested in answering the question, Alberto closed his eyes.
Advertisement
“I don’t know,” said Alberto. It wasn’t like him. He seemed down, depressed even. Is it because of what Stratford said? “Maybe we could find another quest, delay ourselves a bit more for money.”
“It would take a long time,” Fayette said. “I say we just walk there!”
“We can’t exactly walk more than a thousand miles,” I told Fayette. “It would take us more time than simply doing a quest and getting a carriage.” She seemed down as I said that, but she knew it was true. Even though I asked this question, my man wandered away from it to Alberto. I felt like I wanted to know his past because he might go out of control during the fight. Stratford could use it against him and that would be dangerous, so if I knew his past, then maybe I can minimize the impact Stratford had. I reached over to Alberto and opened my mouth.
“Hey Alberto, you mind if I ask a que-,” before I could finish the question, the room opened. The doctor from yesterday walked in and stopped right next to our bed. I couldn’t read his facial expression because he still had his pointy medical mask. He checked a few papers and looked up at us.
“Alright, you guys are good to go. I would recommend a few extra days of rest but it’s not like you guys will follow my recommendation anyway,” said the doctor, “adventurers,” I heard his whisper to himself as he shook his head. He motioned us to get out of the room, so we started moving as he went on to check with other patients. We thanked him as we got out of the way. I grabbed my ax underneath my bed and Alberto grabbed his daggers underneath his.
“Can I use your necklace until I get a magic stone?” Alberto asked me on the way out.
“Magic stone? What is that?” I asked. He looked at me like I was five years old.
“How come you don’t know what that is? If you stick a magic stone into virtually anything, that thing becomes a wand or a staff of sort.” He then pointed to an empty circle on his dagger. “That’s where you put a magic stone at,”
Advertisement
“Oh, good to know then, how much does one cost?” I asked him. I didn’t really want him to keep my mother’s necklace, the only thing that I have that is related to a mother I didn’t even remember, but it was still my mother’s nonetheless.
“It’s cheap, about 5 Virgos.” That is not cheap. We didn’t have any money then, so it was an uncomfortable problem for me. As we walked out of the room, the blonde receptionist that we met before was standing there waiting for us.
“Congratulations on completing your first quest. Because the contractor is not available, we have signed your paper. Please come to the reception table to receive your reward.” She said to us in a bored voice.
Alberto and I looked at each other. Fayette seemed to be happy. As a mercenary, I couldn’t exactly say I completed the quest.
“But some people have died, the quest wasn't perfect!” I told the lady. She shook her head.
“The quest was turned into an emergency that involved multiple adventurers. The guild master has approved your quest to be rewarded, I’m just here doing my job,” said the receptionist. Alberto stopped me before I could say anything else.
“Thank you, ma’am. We will head over to the reception table now,” He said as he started going. I couldn’t say anything after that. Alberto really just wants to get it over with. I wanted to take the money as well, but Issak always told me to do every job perfectly, then get the reward for it. The fact that I didn’t yet still get money for it left an uneasy feeling in my stomach. We got to the main hall. I could hear chatter about what happened at the Norone Festival. It was crowded like usual, this place is always crowded. We walked up to the reception table to find the examiner that tested us was there.
“Good to see you people again. I believe I haven’t formally introduced myself yet. My name is Zeltan Vostum, and I am here today to relay a message for you,” he gave us an envelope, signed by the guild master himself. We opened and read the envelope.
Dear Ivo, Alberto, and Fayette.
I am the guild master of Lumen’s Adventures. I am here today to tell you that I am in complete support of your objective. You see, the Leora religion has been quite a pain these days. They took our cargo, attacked our cities, and already took over Cevine. The royal army is trying to take the city back to no prevail. The news that they have taken Cevine is true, now they call it the Theocracy of Leora. They are doing inhumane things to our King’s subjects in the name of their Goddess, and I could not just stand still.
After we have read that letter, Zeltan gave us 3 notes, for each of us. In my note, it read:
Chelsea is in Blackburn. Issak raised a good man.
How does he know about my objective? And Issak? Then a realization came to me. Goodwin! He had sent a letter to the guild master about my objective. But that didn’t answer the question of how he knew Chelsea was in Blackburn. But I did not care about the details much. Finally, a real lead on where my friends are, and we now have an ally. I looked over to Alberto and Fayette, it looked like they have more information on whatever they are pursuing as well. I closed the letter and put the note inside the pocket of my shirt. Zeltan then gave us 2 Hydras.
“Good luck on whatever your goals are.” Said Zeltan.
Advertisement
- In Serial131 Chapters
Sacred Brother
[Participant in the Royal Road Writathon challenge] I couldn't atone for my sins and died without being able to do anything. However, this is not the end of my story. I was given another chance. A chance to live a better life in a world of magic with a loving family. But, no matter the world nothing is free. I will have to fight for this second life sooner than I thought. This is the story of my second life. [Will contain some mature content.] (Reincarnation story)
8 244 - In Serial6 Chapters
Artificer
David finds himself in a new, strange and deadly land. He must use all of his skills to survive and thrive.
8 168 - In Serial8 Chapters
Assault The World
NOT ANOTHER WUXIA KNOCKOFF Rend the flesh of my enemy Devour those who stand agaisnt me Time will tell if blood is thicker Or if gold is brighter Than the casualty of water Than the love of a brother Let the world burn For I must mourn
8 175 - In Serial9 Chapters
Släpp aldrig taget!
"Jag önskade du dog istället!" Orden sved. Mitt hjärta brast i tusen bitar och det som en gång varit en pulserande fabrik som alltid slagit dubbla slag vid synen av dig, rasade samman och stoppade mig från att kunna andas. Jag tog handen om mitt hjärta när det sista jag såg av dig var din rygg och det korta svarta håret vänt mot mig. Ensam lämnade du mig med sårande ord jag aldrig trodde du skulle säga. Jag trodde aldrig vi skulle komma till den här dagen, någonsin.Varför blev allt plötsligt så fel?
8 214 - In Serial15 Chapters
Shot Down (hiccup x reader HTTYD)✔️
Banished from her village, shot out of the skies, questioned, and spent the night with a strange guy was not the way y/n was hoping her 22 birthday was going to go down. But what happened when she falls in love with the dragon master?IM SO SORRY THIS IS BAD I WROTE THIS SO LONG AGO ⚠️I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO DREAMWORKS ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO THE DREAMWORKS FRANCHISE ⚠️
8 179 - In Serial34 Chapters
The Hunt
Cecily's blade swung, hitting its mark as always. The man's arm fell to the cold grass of the prison with a familiar thud. He let out a blood curdling scream. A warning to the rest. Stay away, the Hunter is here. That's the name they'd given her, the Hunter. After she cut off the man who tried to rape hers masculinity, they stayed away. She'd made it clear anyone who tried to touch her would be hunted and slaughtered. Cecily kneeled down, pushing the man's face into the dirt so she could use his back as a seat while she trifled through his belongings. "You're hurting my ears," she told him, no remorse in her voice. "Quiet down before I really do kill you."The man but his lip, well aware that she wasn't lying. Sobs shook him, making for an uncomfortable seat. She, however, didn't particularly feel the beed to kill him. It happened, not often, but it did. "Oh, hush up," she hissed, taking out a bag of rations with her metal hand, "it doesn't hurt that bad."With her good, human hand, she dropped the plastic bag of food into her own bag. She pushed up, off the man back. As she was about to walk away, bag slung over her shoulder, brushing against her autumn colored braid, she turned back to him. "Consider yourself lucky," she said, no hatred in her voice, there never was. "Consider yourself lucky that you didn't do anything stupid. And even luckier if one of the scum bagged criminals in here feel a little light in their hearts and help you. Consider yourself luckier if you die there."With that, her old black and white Nike sneakers carried her off into the brush of the huge prison.
8 161

