Bab 553: Chapter 499 : Cycles

"Are you sure about this place?"

Zodiak was skeptical as he looked at the abandoned inn, doubting his companion's words. Apparently, Aneirin was in possession of an object that could detect nearby treasures and it was pointing toward this old building, which could crumble with a simple breeze. 

"Yeah, it's here for sure." 

The bard nodded his head then cleared his throat and retrieved one of his musical instruments which kind of resembled a guitar made from black wood. 

"As I said before, you're the vanguard. I'm only here to watch."

Zodiak snorted but didn't object as he knew that Aneirin was kind of a scaredy-cat despite being decently strong. He never saw him fight but the poet had many treasures that could save his life and even resist Dark Magic.