The sun was setting on the horizon when the group reached the church.
The ancient wood building remained elegant in its simplicity. Although locals called it a church, it was closer to an abandoned wayward shrine. Ivy grew on its walls and windows. The Catholic cross atop its roof oversaw a dozen tombstones and a stream ford. In spite of its dilapidated appearance, the place breathed peace and quiet. The air was fresh and only the sound of running water broke the silence.
No wonder the Old Man had been so fond of the place. He used to rest in the shrines shadow after a walk in the woods before his death, reading a book under the fading sunlight.
Woe to whoever would dare to despoil this sanctuary. Basils halberd would separate their head from their body.
Im surprised you ca along, Basil told Vasi. Its not your fight.
If I have to summon your angel in this place, it makes sense to help clear it out first. The witch followed the party, but didnt walk. Instead, she rode her broomstick as it floated a ter and a half above the ground. Its saddening to see a place like this in ruins.
I dont rember it any other way, Plato comnted. The cat followed after Basil on foot. As for Shellgirl, she hid in the stream. She could move more swiftly in the water than on land. Its part of its charm.
The shrine was abandoned decades ago as locals moved away from the countryside to cities, Basil said. A friend of mine t his wife at this place almost sixty years ago.
Is that why hes buried here? Vasi asked.
Basil answered with a sharp nod and froze in place as Plato raised a paw. Im slling corpses, the cat warned, and fish.
Basil clenched his jaw. If the rmaid had dared to raise Rens corpse, he might activate Warp-Spasm out of sheer anger.
You two, stay behind, he ordered. Ill act as bait.
I would rather follow you, Vasi said. She climbed down from her broomstick and carried it with one hand. I work better with a brave warrior covering in lee.
As you wish. Basil glanced at Plato, who sneakily hid in the tall grass near the wayward shrine. A sha youre a higher level than . I could have added you to my party and given you a new ability.
Hold your horses, handso, no man can ta , the witch replied with a chuckle. But I wouldnt mind sharing spellbooks if you own any.
I have Prayer grimoires, but you cant cast them.
That doesnt make them valueless, for all spells are precious. I try to keep an open mind. They walked toward the tombstones without encountering any enemy. Its a waste you didnt take levels in a Spellcaster class. You have pretty strong and rare affinities.
How do you know that? Basil asked with a frown.
She winked at him. I have enough Intelligence points to see your stats.
It took all of Basils willpower to keep a straight face. If that cursed System dared to mock him
Your Intelligence is too low to see the full stats of
I hate you, screen, Basil rasped. I hate you so much.
Vasi smiled in response, but her amusent quickly turned to worry as they reached the tombstones. To Basils relief, they didnt look damaged in any way. Moss and ivy had grown over the stone because he hadnt taken care of them in a while, but the graves remained undisturbed; Rens included.
However, soone had done a little decorating. A crudely carved wooden idol stood in the middle of the graveyard. It represented a hand with the thumb missing and a fanged mouth inside the palm. A reptilian, slitted eye glared from within the maw. Basil wasnt afraid of symbols, but sothing about the totem left him vaguely unsettled. The eye seed to watch him with malevolence.
And according to the System, soone did.
Apocalypse IdolFamily: Altar.Quality: DEffect: Allows the Maleking to observe the world through his symbol.An idol heralding the Four Horsen of the Apocalypse and the coming of Hell Unending.
The four horsen? Basil tensed up upon realizing who was behind this ss.
Thats creepy, Vasi said.
Basil responded by vertically splitting the idol in half with his halberd. The weapon sliced a line through the hand symbol and caused both halves to fall on the sides. Smoke ca out of the device before it turned to dust in the blink of an eye.
Show yourself, Basil declared loudly. Co out now!
If you say so, a lovely voice answered.
Two shambling corpses erged from the waters and stepped onto the shore. They had been n once, but water had bloated their bodies and turned their rotting skin pallid. A nauseating, unbearable stench followed them. A layer of barnacles covered their chests. One of the zombies was slim and wielded a rapier. The other was big and strong, with rusting iron gauntlets for weapons.
Draugr WarriorsLevel 9 [Undead].Faction: Apocalypse Force.
Basil imdiately moved in front of Vasi to shield her from the undead. The witch didnt seem concerned. Flas flickered in her hand, ready to ignite her foes.
Shielding your girlfriend? How romantic! A new creature hopped out of the waters after the undead and stayed along the rivershore. Thats it, youre now my new boyfriend.
As Shellgirl warned, the necromancer turned out to be a rmaid. The upper half of her body belonged to a naked woman of great beauty, with long red hair, startling green eyes, and a shell necklace. The lower half belonged to a giant trout. She lay on the shore, arms on the ground, tail in the water.
Disa the rmaid.Level 13 [Aquatic/Fairy].Faction: Apocalypse Force.
I knew it, they belong to gabugs faction, Basil thought. However, the undead and rmaid felt nowhere as threatening as the insect drone himself. They lacked his palpable aura of nace and lethality.
Careful, Vasi whispered to Basil. Her kind can charm n into obedience.
I assu youre from Lourdes? Basil asked the rmaid, trying to stall until Plato and Shellgirl were in position to flank their enemies. The forr was crawling in the grass, while the latter hid in the waters nearby.
Youre well-inford. I was indeed born in the Water Sanctuary dungeon. The rmaid gave Basil a sensual smile. The two undead moved to Basils left and right, waiting for a signal to attack. The new Boss sent here to raise the dead and kick the Unity out of the region, but the old geezers in the ground wont answer my call. Theyve been goners for too long I suppose. It works better when I drown them myself first.
Basil promised to drown her himself like an unwanted puppy. Shes just a pawn of a greater evil, he thought. A newborn monster sent to test the waters as cannon fodder. Shes what Shellgirl would have beco if shed stayed in Lourdes.
His eyes wandered from one undead to another, trying to figure out which of them would be the weak link. The fencer appeared to be a safer bet than his bulkier counterpart, but striking him would expose Vasi to retaliation better deal with the bigger threat first.
Now, you owe an apology, Disa said. Youve committed sacrilege by destroying the hand of the Maleking.
Who? Basil asked. Hed better get as much information as possible.
The Maleking! It is he who will beco the new Overgod after his Horsen pave the way for his arrival! He shall rule the Earth and only his chosen will survive! A malevolent light flashed in the rmaids eyes. Theres a place for good warriors like you in his army. You should join as I did, trust . Everybody else will die.
Dont The draugr fencer gargled words. Hell Unending
Dont mind them, said their mistress. These two are my ex-boyfriends. They wont get in the way of our relationship. If anything, they support in all of my endeavors.
Kill us the bulky undead rasped.
Already did that, the rmaid replied with a smirk. Basil felt a strong urge to wipe it off her face. I hope youll last longer than them. It takes a lot to satisfy .
And here I thought I treated my paladin suitors harshly, Vasi said with a disgusted expression.
You know what they say, sister. Love them, leave them, kill them. The rmaid shrugged. Does it matter? I give them untold pleasure, so they owe eternal gratefuln
Basil struck without warning.
His halberd split the bulky undeads skull with enough force to send him stumbling backward. No sooner did he make a move than the fencer draugr flanked him. His sword lunged at Basils neck with deadly intent.
Vasi spoke a word of power and snapped her fingers. A burst of fiery embers erupted from a fingernail and burned the fencers face. The undead let out a snarl of pain and barely missed Basils carotid artery.
Calm down, my boy, the rmaid said, undisturbed, before clearing out her throat. How about a song to soothe your furious heart?
She started humming to herself.
Basil had bigger fish to fry. He slashed the bulkier undead in the chest once and dodged a retaliatory punch. The draugrs fist hit the ground with enough force to send dirt flying in all directions.
Plato leaped out of the grass by surprise and struck at the bulky undeads spine. His claws cut through flesh and bone alike as if the monsters back was made of butter. The fencer draugr switched targets from Basil to Vasi, but an ice pearl hit him on the side of the face before he could reach the witch. Shellgirls barrels peered out of the streams waters and began bombarding the undead with projectiles.
The rmaids song grew higher pitched. Her voice drowned out the noise of battle until Basil could only hear her. The song affected his brain in a way few of them ever did.
Basil abandoned the fight with the undead to approach the rmaid. It was stronger than him. Sothing pushed him to her. She smiled and extended her hands at Basil, as if to take him in her loving arms.
[Charm] ailnt
Basil punched the rmaid in the face.
It failed! It failed miserably!Basil Bohen doesnt find rmaids attractive!
Stop singing off-note! Basil snarled with anger. Its unbearable!
The blow sent the rmaid head-first into the ground. One of her teeth flew into the river with a plop sound. She looked up at Basil with astonished eyes and river mud all over her cheeks. Y-you hit ! You hit , you little shi
Basil slapped her hard enough to break her nose.
I am a feminist, Basil boasted proudly. The half-fish put a hand on her mouth, blood dripping between her fingers. I will defend gender equality to my last breath.
By hitting a woman? the rmaid asked incredulously. Her smug expression had turned into one of shaful anger.
Basil remained unshaken by her accusation. Chivalry is the truest expression of sexism! It deans won by implying they need a man to protect them!
When in fact, everyone had the fundantal right to a punch in the face.
Im not sure I agree, Vasi said as she blasted the draugr fencers face with volley after volley of embers. The undead simply couldnt get close enough to strike her with his rapier. The witch thoroughly trounced him, his eyes burning in his skull.
His bulkier ally struggled to hit Plato at all. His powerful fists shook the ground with each blow, but none of them managed to strike the agile cat. Shellgirl supported her allies by blasting one undead or the other with ice pearls whenever they threatened to break the deadlock.
Finally realizing her situation had grown precarious, the rmaid tried to escape into the water. Basil grabbed her hair first. He lifted her out of the stream and threw her at the shrine like a piece of ham.
I only hit you because I respect you as a half-woman, Basil inford the rmaid as she hit a wooden wall with enough strength to crack it. Because I know you can take it like a man.
The rmaid tried to sing again, but it only made Basil wince in pain. By God, she sounded like a tortured cat! As if her desecration of the dead wasnt enough!
He attempted to silence her with a halberd strike to the face, but she managed to roll to the side. His blade carved wood and nothing else.
What is that song supposed to do? Basil asked the rmaid, raising his halberd for a new attempt on her life. Anger ?
To make you fall in love with ! she replied in shock and humiliation. Blood ran down her broken nose. I dont get it! It worked on all my other boyfriends!
Really? Damn, this world is full of sexual deviants. Basil looked at her fish tail with disgust. Youre half-trout! Fucking you would be an act of bestiality!
It must have been why the Charm ailnt failed to affect Basil. He simply couldnt find it in himself to beco a fish furry.
Sleep! The rmaid pointed a finger at Basil, a surge of magical light erupting from her finger. Sleep at once!
[Sleep] ailnt negated by [Coffee].
So much coffee ran through Basils veins that he might as well have bled caffeine.
Help! the rmaid shouted. Whereas Vasi had long turned her fencer into a burning crisp, her bulkier servant powered through Shellgirls suppressive fire to flank Basil. Plato clawed at the undeads heel, making him stumble, and his owner welcod the draugr with a swing of his halberd. The strike bisected the monster and felled him on the spot.
Deprived of backup, the rmaid slamd her hands and pointed them at Basils group. A stream of water erupted from her palms. Plato and Vasi took cover behind the tombstones, but Basil wasnt so fast. Pressurized liquid damaged his clothes and forced him to cover his face with his arm.
His opening ca when Shellgirl fired an ice pearl at the side of the rmaids skull. The attack interrupted her water spell, allowing Basil to recover. He glanced at the battlefield, and noticed to his fury that Rens tombstone was drenched in water.
Wait, wait! the rmaid panicked upon seeing Basils furious face. She raised her hands in surrender. We, we can talk this out! I can make it worth your while, I swear!
Basil grabbed his foe by the neck with one hand, dragged her to the stream screaming, and then drowned her face in the water. The rmaids tail strumd the shore and her hands tried to get Basil off her.
Die fishwoman! he shouted. Die!
Basil, Plato said.
What?
Youre waterboarding a rmaid.
Basil froze for a mont and watched bubbles rising to the surface. The rmaid kept struggling against his grip, her nails scratching ineffectively at his arms.
Arent they like whales? he asked naively. As in, they can stay underwater for long periods of ti but eventually have to go to the surface to breathe?
No, Vasi replied. She sounded sowhat exasperated.
Basil sighed, tossed the rmaid on the shore, and gave her the Marie-Antoinette treatnt. His halberd cut her pretty neck cleanly and sent her head rolling.
Youre not the gentleman I took you for, Vasi comnted with an amused look.
No, Basil confird, his bloody halberd resting on his shoulder. Im just a man.
It sounded far better in his mind than in his mouth.
Your party received 13,400 EXP (2612 for you). You earned 2 levels.
Well, that was easy, Shellgirl comnted. She hopped on land with a pleased grin. I expected more from a level 13 foe.
Were getting better at fighting, Basil replied. They also had a balanced group including a frontliner, a long-range sniper, a sneaky cat rogue, and magical artillery. In contrast, the rmaid overspecialized in ailnts and could only count on two at shields. She would have done far more damage if her song had worked on him. So of the experience is missing though.
I landed the killing blow on the undead fencer, so his experience points went to rather than your party, Vasi explained. She searched the rmaids corpse without any emotion, at least until she grabbed her seashell necklace. Do you mind if I keep it?
Not at all, Basil replied. She had contributed to the battle so she was entitled to part of the loot.
Youre sweet, Vasi replied with a charming smile. Ill return the favor.
I call dibs on the corpses and the weapons! Shellgirl declared.
Plato grabbed the fencers rapier with a curious look. The sword matched the cats entire body in length, but he wielded it with grace. Nice, he comnted with a few thrusts. Ill stick them with the pointy end.
Basil glanced at the rmaid. Do you think it would be cannibalism if I cooked her? She is a monster, but she looks half-human
I would say that it only counts if you eat the upper half, Plato replied. He licked his lips with anticipation. The lower half slls like tasty fish.
Basil decided it was an acceptable compromise, though he wouldnt partake in the feast himself. His monsters deserved a treat.
Sorry, Old Man. Basil cleaned the water off Rens tombstone. Fortunately, the rmaids spell barely sprayed it without inflicting damage. The epitaph In the depths of winter, I finally learned that within there lay an invincible sumr remained intact.At least you can rest in peace. Ill clean your stone and bring you flowers later, I swear.
Im sure hes okay with waiting. Plato sat at Basils side. He always took his ti with everything.
Was he your father or sothing? Vasi asked Basil. She swung her broomstick to remove moss and dust off the tombstone, for which he was grateful.
Fathers? Shellgirl scratched her head. Ah right, humans have those. I still find the concept weird.
He wasnt my father, but he was a ntor to , Basil replied with a smile. He had fond mories of the Old Man. A dear friend too.
He still rembered the day they t; Basil was still a university student then, looking for a sumr job to pay his rent. Eventually hed noticed an offer for a personal caretaker on his universitys website. The salary was good, so Basil didnt mind spending months in the wilderness.
I dont need help all that much, actually, Ren had confessed soon after they t. Im old, but not so much that I cant walk.
Why did you call then? Basil had asked.
Ren had answered with the saddest thing Basil ever heard. Because I feel lonely, young man. Because my family forgot . Because I havent had a visit in years and it kills more than age ever did.
The Old Man had been so devoid of human contact that he was willing to pay soone to spend ti with him. After hearing that, Basil returned to visit him whenever he had holidays to spare.
Free of charges.
I hope he feels less alone on the other side than this one, Basil said. If there was another side. Anyway, lets bury the dead and be done with it. How much ti do you need for your Ritual, Vasi?
Well. The witch cleared her throat. I guess well have ti to watch the sunset.
Basil wouldnt mind.
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