That said, what the hell is the Prophecy of the Eternal?
Zombie asked Patience while Olive was healing and modifying the sleeping merchant's memories.
Patience snickered in response.
Oh, I see. So now you're acting as if you don't read my mind whenever you like... Sure.
The boy furrowed his brows and picked up Kopia.
As soon as he did, the scimitar changed into a simple one-handed sword, and Zombie could easily put her into the expensive sheath by his waist.
...yeah, I'm a huge hypocrite and that's how it works.
Patience cried out at this blatant injustice and got a stubborn stern answer for her question.
She added.
...but eventually, she ended up giving up and started explaining everything properly.
Wait up. Does that mean that no matter what we will have to fight with Eternal?
Zombie flinch while being reminded of the overwhelming power he had at his disposal as the primordial god of destruction by the end of the first playthrough.
Patience sounded as if she nodded and encouraged the young boy.
Once again, that's not what I've meant.
Zombie scoffed with a bitter expression.
It just feels like I've been slacking off too much recently. Since the Eternal needs to be brought down, I can't just stay within the safe range of strength.
He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, unintentionally releasing a dangerous aura.
This time, I will not let her die...
Zombie thoughts grew cold and distant and Patience decided it was better to not comment on that, even though she couldn't stop having a bad feeling about staying silent.
"Done. I'll set up some illusions that won't let this fucker leave even if he'll wake up sooner than expected. Now. I'll take you to meet someone. I want to confirm a few fucking things and she will help with doing that."
Olive stood up and turned to the young boy.
"Yeah. Sure. Lead the way."
Zombie breathed out, getting rid of the evil aura surrounding him, and nodded obediently without voicing any objections.
"Do you have any speed-increasing skill or should I fucking carry you?"
Olive offered, and if Zombie still had the rotten brain skill, he wouldn't have picked up on the thick sarcasm spread all over Olive's words.
Truth to be told, Zombie almost wanted to just play the innocent fool and agree on the fake proposition just to see the old elf's reaction, but he stopped himself and only activated the appropriate skills in preparation.
"Good. It may take a while, but don't worry about running out of mana – I do actually have an MP recovery skill that will deal with it if necessary."
"I will be counting on you with that."
This time Olive sounded as if he was serious, so Zombie nodded with appreciation, and the two of them darted away just a second later.
"You have good reflexes for a supposed child!"
The old elf looked back and smirked at the young boy struggling to keep up with the amazing speed that wasn't even one-tenth of Olive's capabilities.
He... He wasn't that fast before...!
Zombie gritted his teeth getting more and more annoyed as Olive was running forward and slowing down again to let him caught up.
Patience tried to calm Zombie down a bit, but it was a far more difficult task than one could imagine.
The run continued for more than an hour, what interrupted it momentarily wasn't the end of the journey but a system message that showed up for the young boy.
Huh?! The hell is a secret synergy?!
Zombie was so focused on the series of messages popping up that he almost crashed into a tree which Olive dodged in the last second whilst he was leading him.
Patience tried to explain calmly, but then she peeked into Zombie's memories and exclaimed in shock.
I'm seeing this for the first time ever! I've seen skill level-ups and even rank-ups but this is the first time seeing two skills just spawning another skill without merging! Say, is whirlwind kick strong?
Zombie quickly got over his shock and asked.
Once more Patience shared her vast tutorial-like knowledge with Zombie.
Is that so...
Zombie squinted his eyes mischievously.
"Hey! Olive!"
He called after the speeding elf in front of him.
"Yes? Do you need me to fucking replenish your mana, or maybe is my speed too fucking much for you?"
The old elf asked with a bright smile.
"Nope, I just wanted to ask how much longer will we should be running to get to that friend of yours?"
Zombie waved his hand dismissively, denying Olive's words.
"We're about halfway there."
The elf responded indifferently.
Khahaha! Isn't that perfect? Why won't we try to level this new skill up just a bit?
Zombie laughed internally and the white light surrounding his legs dimmed momentarily before becoming slightly brighter than before once the strong kick skill got replaced with the whirlwind kick.
"Well, then – let's continue, shall we?"
The boy asked out loud with a bright smile.
Chapter end
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