Kapitel 32: Arrival
In the large line of adventurers returning to Dunbarton, Axel slightly peered over and noticed a familiar figure. The man that led the group was riding a large black horse mount and covered in golden armor. This had been the party leader that led the huge group of adventurers to Peaca Dungeon on the day Axel arrived in Dunbarton previously to turn in his quests. Although the domineering appearance of the man had not changed since then, his weapon said otherwise. The once pointy, and sturdy lance had been reduced to a scrap with only parts of the cone like shape in place.
"Wow, that must have been a tragic dungeon run!" Baxtor voiced out.
"Why do you say that?" Axel asked.
"Azel, you may not know, but that person riding the mount in front is a famous Adamantite ranked adventurer called Monlind! He is considered one of the best offensive tanks out there! Whenever there is a hyper difficult dungeon run like going to Peaca Dungeon, he will be the one to lead the majority of the adventurers all throughout Uladh to take on the task to protect us humans from the threat of the Fomors!" Baxtor exclaimed.
Axel pondered for a bit while still quite immobile from mana deprivation. The threat of the Goddess Statues breaking down like the one in Fiodh Dungeon seems to be only a matter of time in this world. It was even more the case for a high-level dungeon like Peaca Dungeon. Like Baxtor said, if monsters were to escape from the dungeon and attack the surrounding towns, it would spell disaster for the people of Uladh!
"That's right! Adventurer Monlind can be considered a hero in Uladh! It's quite rare to see such a devastating state upon returning from a dungeon!" Davis added on.
"We'll know tomorrow when the announcements of the dungeon run is posted on the request board!" Baxtor said.
Everyone nodded and continued to wait for the group of adventurers to pass. It seems that the healer's house would be bustling with patients on this early morning.
After the crowd had dispersed, the carriage continued to move along, and eventually entered the town of Dunbarton. As Davis dropped Axel and Baxtor off in the main plaza, he said,
"It was nice getting to know you two! Let's keep in contact while you are here in Dunbarton! I will be in the inn next to the healer's house for the next 3 days before moving onto a new business venture!"
"Likewise! I will also be taking Azel to Simon's clothing shop for the time being to heal up! I will come to find you at some point!" Baxtor said. Davis smiled and waved as he continued to move his carriage in the direction of the inn.
"Alright, looks like we can't rely on the healer with dozens of wounded adventurers headed that way. I'm going to run by the bank and grab some MP potions for you!" Baxtor said as he let Axel sit on floor of the main plaza.
In a few minutes, Baxtor had a bag of MP Potions and passed a few to Axel. Despite having potion poisoning, the dearth of mana was even more dangerous for Axel as the time went on. He didn't hestiate to gulp down the three bottles of MP 50 Potions that Baxtor gave him.
In an instant, he felt a cool wave vibrate within his body, and his mind felt less groggy and his face returned to a slightly better color as well.
"Phew, we really pushed our luck this time! I've heard from some old party members that if you let your mana pool stay in a state of dearth for too long, your mind will eventually be corroded and there is a chance you will be a vegetable for your entire life!" Baxtor said with a hint of worry.
"Thanks brother...If you can, let me find a place to sleep at your uncle's shop.....We both really need some good rest." Axel said weakly.
Baxtor nodded and they went inside Simon's shop.
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The sun had just gone up in the halls of the royal court in Emain Macha. A tall man in a fancy cape entered the hall, and knelt down while swaying his cape behind his shoulders.
"Baron Evan Walford greets Your Majesty!" Baron Walford said with a hint of respect.
In the royal court, a young man with polished red hair and eyes in a neatly tailored shirt sat on the fancy wooden chair with an expression void of any emotions. By his side, a beautiful woman with light violet hair in a priest's ceremonial robes and wearing a bishop's hat stood as an aide. In the game of Mabinogi, the red haired teen is Rian, the Lord of Emain Macha. He is also Ruairi's younger brother, who was one of the original three heroes in the game. To his side, the woman in a priest's clothing is Esras, the Prime Minister of Emain Macha. In the storyline of the game, it is known that Rian had already died in the event of the Tragedy of Emain Macha, and Esras was only controlling his corpse with her necromancy to take control of the political power in Emain Macha. This is known after the player finishes the storyline in Generation 2.
"You may rise." Esras said proudly. "State your business for visitation for today!"
"Your Majesty! Two fugitives have caused a scene in the Bea Rua Pub as of last night! My son Caleb had tried to capture them alive, but they managed to escape! Not only that, the bartender Lucas dared to draw his blade on my son for creating a disturbance in the pub!" Baron Walford pleaded.
"Oh? Is that so? I will have a Wanted Poster crafted after you describe the facial appearances of the fugitives to one of our royal artists. As for your son's skirmish with the bartender, we will put it on hold....Sir Lucas is a great ally to Emain Macha! If possible, I would not like to see further blood shed in the future...." Esras said.
"Yes I understand! Now if you will excuse me, Your Majesty!" Baron Walford said as he got up and left the royal court.
Esras smiled slightly at the visitation of Baron Walford. The matters of facilitating the relations between nobles was truly troublesome. A little joker can never cause discord in front of absolute power!
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Upon reaching Simon's clothing shop, Baxtor dragged Axel inside and heard an awkwardly loud duck like voice,
"Baxtor~Is that you?"
Wöchentlicher Energiestatus
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