City of Desire

Chapter 115: Jalrux

“How long it had been?” I asked the healer, who was sitting not far away from me.

“Three and half hours; we should be in Jalrux in an hour,” he replied. “Thank you for healing me,” I said, and a small smile appeared on his expressionless face.

“It is my job,” he replied, before going back to reading his bible.

I looked around in the windowless carriage. It is not dark inside. The crystal lights provide enough illumination to look around but are gentle enough that one could sleep in it without any problem.

“We had really survived. I did not think we would, especially when the abomination appeared,” said the voice beside me. I turned to Ethan, who had finally woken up.

“Yes, we did,” I replied, and I sighed.

Many times, in the battle, I had nearly died. It is with everyone’s help; we could get out. For it, I am very grateful.

“How are you feeling?” I asked. “Good,” he replied and turned to the priest. “I will ask my family to increase the donation to the church of Raal,” he said, to the priest.

“The church will appreciate it,” said the priest.

I looked at him and spun my index finger. He nodded and a moment later; the silence becomes deeper.

“Do you have a sealing box?” I asked him. “Yes,” he replied, and the second later. He handed over a small palm size wooden box to me, which is heavier than it looks.

“It will be enough for cores. For other things, I will get you the bigger boxes after we reached the city,” he said.

“How much do I have to pay for this?” I asked him. The sealing boxes are not exactly cheap, and this one looked especially well made.

“Really? You are asking me that, what we have gone through?” he asked back. “These are pretty expensive,” I said, looking wooden box.

“Not to me. My house makes them,” he said, shaking his head. “Thank you,” I said, not forcing further.

I turned to the box and opened it, before placing the two cores inside, aware that the priest was looking. I do not care. He is not going to snatch them; they are mine.

“You should purify them quickly as possible, or you can sell them to me. I will pay quite a high price for them,” Ethan said, and I turned to him. “Aren’t you satisfied with the two you have got?” I asked, to which he sighed.

“I would have been satisfied. If I had gotten the other four too,” he said, with longing.

“They had already taken an enormous risk, selling you the two,” I said, and his expression turned serious as he nodded.

There were nine little abominations, and through them, nine cores were taken out. I have got two, Joseph got one, while Grog and Heiman got six; one from Joseph’s abominations since Heiman helped him.

Grog and Heiman sold him two cores, which I said was an enormous risk because the state had a first right over everything gotten from the dungeon.

They sold those things before letting the state could take a look at them.

It is a calculated risk on their part. They only sold a third of the bounty, and also this trip to the dungeon was not official; they were pulled into it without their consent.

It will give them some wriggle room; as they had sold a third of things, the rest was for the states to take, which I am sure they will.

The state rarely let mercenaries have such dangerous things.

Speaking of it, I will have to find someone to purify them before re

In Navr, no one goes hungry and there is always a roof to sleep on.

It is why, despite the undead kingdom. People throng to enter inside it, but not all. The borders are very well protected, and those who sneaked in got jailed or killed, before they them into the undead.

The only way one could get inside is by being valuable; you need to have high enough levels in required classes.

People of Level 30 and above had direct entry, no matter the class they have, but how many could reach that level?

Those who are able to reach it, do not need to go to Navr for a comfortable life. They can find it anywhere.

The carriage entered the city, and the things I saw blew my mind. Each building looked like it is made to accent the city. There are all types of architecture here and all fit the city, like a perfect puzzle.

As the carriages walked on a wide road, with barely any traffic. I saw the beautiful buildings, large parks, and markets, where there are people of nearly every race, buying and selling things.

It is all enamored me, making me feel the trip to the dungeon worth it, to see this wonderful city.