Chapter 98: XCVIII. I'll Help You.

"And so, that's how it is, Cookie," Vanilla looked at the summer landscape ahead. "This is the trouble I'm stuck in..." She said with pessimism. 

"Wow, I mean... I'm sorry. That must really suck. I didn't know what you were in," The blonde girl said, sharing the view with her friend.

She took a sip from her lemonade before spilling some on Mrs. Porker's snout, who slept at her feet.

The pig mildly opened his black eyes, licked his permanent smile, and continued sleeping.

"If you want my opinion," Cookie spoke again. "I don't think you are doing any good into serving something like that. If I were you I would really not."

"I've already told you that there doesn't seem to be any other options... Sir William Oaths also didn't want me to help Nihil and grant them the power of the chamber. He trusted Rowie and me with the key fragment so we would stop them from arriving first."

"And that cultist, the Patrick arch? Was that his name?"