2022-04-02 05:03:41Cacophus’ report was surprising extensive. He had an answer to each of Kyle’s questions, and by the time he finished speaking, Kyle felt he already knew everything he needed to know. He almost didn’t feel the need to visit the two groups. But what if there was a quest?
That possibility alone prompted him to hop off the bone throne, and head out. “I’ll be back… probably some time tomorrow.” He let the Lich know before he left. Once he was outside, he summoned the Raven first.
“Go,” he said with a smile on his lips. “Towards the elves, scout for me.” The large raven cawed, it stretched its wings wide before taking off. Kyle hesitated for a moment before speaking again. “Come forth,” He said softly. “Fallen Knight Aoris.”
From the magical mist, the armoured knight appeared.
“I see no enemies,” She stated coldly. “And I sense the raven is scouting already. Why have you called for me, Summoner?”
Kyle started walking, gesturing her to follow him. “K
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Chapter 269: The Wasteyard of Heaven
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