บท 13: - Bell~a bell~a bell~a the explorer~~~
Previously, I was looking at a ritual or beyonder shenanigans of some sort being held. A robed, sith wannabe was magically burning a poisoned or cursed stranger that the group of seafaring tall-traders brought to the island.
As the beyonder licked his lips like a pervert, shivers crawled up my spine. The unconscious lady begin to stir, likely from the pain of such a procedure. Rosa was the first to notice and held down her right arm and shoulder. She gestured for me to do the same for the ladies' left.
Two thick veined, grey pale hands grabbed the the lady's ankle and held them down. The unconscious lady soon woke up and started shaking and screaming in pain. The magical flame burning at her wound grew and she started to struggle in panic.
Surprisingly, her strength was abnormal and she managed to push away Rosa. I immediately let go of her hand and used my free arms to hold down both her shoulders. As my body hovered over her face, the lady seemingly found a new target and started punching my chest and stomach.
Ugg. Mr Stark? I don't feel so good...
Realising that letting her shoulders go would give her greater leverage, I could only endure her assault. Fortunately, the pain must have been overwhelming as her punches started getting weaker and she fainted once again.
Pushing myself away, I landed sitting on my ass to her side. As I breathed a sigh of relief, my eyes met with the beyonder.
He was staring at me and panting like a dog in heat.
In disgust, I couldn't help but retort at him, "Yo dude. Stop staring like im a piece of meat..."
He swallowed a gulp and leered at me, "Yesss... Bet those punches hurt... You look like someone who can take more pain... Yesss... Why don't you follow me... I'll show you..."
His speech was interrupted when warriors begin pulling the ropes bound on his arms and legs. They wrestled him to the ground and a sack was placed over his head.
More ropes were brought in and soon he was tied like a cocoon.
They carried him back to the cart and covered him with a rag blanket. Then they pulled the cart back towards the village.
Huh. Did he just threatened to hurt me? Guess it's time to visit his prison and throw pebbles at a certain pervert. No, I'm not petty, I'm just trying to teach him how to be a law abiding citizen. That's right! I'm such an upstanding individual. Now to just figure out where they keep him...
As I daydreamed about an unlikely revenge, Rosa's footsteps led my sight towards the unconscious lady. Her feet was burnt but the rotten smell and black ichor seemed to have burnt away. Her chest rose up and down and her countenance seemed a little more rosy.
Looks like the pervert really cured her. Alright I'll throw sticks instead of pebbles at him. Shows you what a kind and forgiving spirit I have...
***
After a couple of days and helping Rosa treat the toasted lady (it was a valid excuse to avoid taking care of the nursery), I learned from the tall traders that they have hired her for a specific reason.
Apparently, the Islanders are quite keen to learn about the origins of their curses and if there are more permanent solutions. I had initially thought that they just accepted their wierd rituals as a normal part of life.
Guess even illiterate natives still have the desire to improve... Huh... Ok that earns a bit of my respect...
The lady was discovered in an unofficial beyonders meeting in Nas, the capital of the Gargas Archipelago and a colony of the Feysac Empire. She was called Bell and often introduced herself to others as an explorer.
The tall-traders had always placed bounties to solve the island's many problems but most that accepted them tend to be scammers who would ask for a deposit before dissapearing without any trace.
Once the rewards offered became contigent on success and paid at the end, none accepted the mission.
Not to mention, males who followed the tall traders were obligated to strip to almost nothing and females will be put off by their near naked crewmates.
Thus, the tall traders always failed to bring someone who can help with the island's many curses.
Bell was wanted by the church for the crime of blasphemy and chose to escape with the tall traders. The subterfuge and secrecy required to smuggle her out had caused lots of delays for the tall traders but they finally suceeded but almost ended up losing her due to an unfortunate accident.
Luckily, with the aid of Rosa, me, and a lame ass pervert, she was cured and with the aid of a crutch, was soon able to walk around the village.
Being the charming young man that I am, I volunteered to be her escort.
Muriel however denied my selfless sacrifice and continued putting me in charge of the daycare instead.
D:
On some nights, she would join the lessons Muriel held with me and I got to talk with Bell.
Apparently, the city she was in only allows the worship towards the God of Combat. If it was discovered that you worshipped the wrong god, you would be in a world of trouble.
Hmm. God of Combat. I don't really remember much about him. Is his name Raiden or something?
However, the fact that my spirituality did not seem to be draining probably means I got his name wrong...
Anyway, Bell was always born with a curious disposition and her adventures eventually led her to a secret organization in the city, who then introduced her to the religion of Steam and Machinery.
Her contributions, mainly in exploring unknown ruins, soon led her to become a respected follower. It was only a matter of time before she joined the beyonder world.
Due to some clashes in a treasure hunting expedition, her enemies hired investigators to scout her weakness and soon discovered her beliefs.
They leaked the information to the church of the God of Combat in a successful attempt to get rid of her and thus, she became a fugitive.
Her stories of fighting monsters in tombs and plundering cursed treasures, not to mention murderous rivals, strengthed my belif that she is...
...
Well...
...
She is definitely coo coo. Problem in her brain. Crazy. Loco.
Seriously, who the hell actually willingly enter such danger? I mean, the treasure part seems fun, but everything else sounds suicidal.
Of course, I kept these thoughts to myself as I like her athletic build.
...
What?
You never know, she might be into me and I'm not gonna lessen my chances over some careless remarks...
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