33. Jar of Dirt

'How to resurrect a dead man?'

[What makes you think you can resurrect people as you please?]

Striker clicked his tongue.

[You cannot unlock Necromancy skill on this level.]

Therefore, Striker decided he'd come along with Amy to her village, even with the high probability that he'd become sick – just like every other male there.

For him, her well-being was the most important. Not that he told her so. He was sane enough to remember that sudden infatuation would only bring suspicion.

Ashwell village could be reached in a two-hour walk from the forest where they fought with Striker. The sky was dark when they arrived, and Striker suddenly felt the pain in his stomach when he stepped foot on the village's border.

'Fuck!' Striker bit his tongue, stopping the curse from slipping past his mouth and alerting Amy of his pain. He volunteered for it, despite the System's incessant insult of his lack of IQ.

[Warning!]

[You are about to enter a cursed zone.]

'Too late, damn it.'

The pain had grown
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