Kyle looked at the small Essence Crystal in his hand.
With his sense of smell, he had tracked down the crystal that was used to create the Tar Golem.
"Beyond crude," Theodor commented with an arrogant snort. "This nobody really is an idiot."
"Yes, you’ve been saying that countless times," Kyle said with some annoyance. "Is there a way we can track the creator?"
"Patience is a virtue, foolish inheritor," Theodor said. "Just take it with you for now."
Kyle nodded and pocketed the crystal.
Luckily, Nervon was too exhausted to continue training Kyle for the day.
That meant Kyle had the remainder of the day for himself.
"We need Basic Mage Stone, and it has to be unrefined," Theodor said.
"Where am I going to get that? I just threw my last piece at the Tar Golem," Kyle asked.
"Do not refer to that thing as a golem. It is disrespectful to Golemancy," Theodor spoke with annoyance.
Kyle just rolled his eyes.
"As for its procurement..."
"You are going to mine it."
Kyle scratched the back of his head. "Eh, sure, but where do I find it?"
"You passed my trial. You should know where to find it," Theodor spoke with disgust. "Try to use your dwarf brain for once."
Kyle just ignored the insult and thought back to what he had learned during the trial.
"Basic Mage Stone is found at a depth of at least 20 meters," he repeated. "Many strong plants use it to become stronger, which is why there is no Mage Stone near their roots, right?"
"Correct," Theodor answered. "Now, start digging."
"But where?" Kyle asked.
"Are you sure you are only half-dwarf?" Theodor asked with annoyance. "Look around you, foolish inheritor! Do you see all of these iron trees? Do you think this many trees can become this tall and resilient by just feeding on dirt and water?"
"I mean, they also need sunlight, right?" Kyle asked with a small smirk.
"If you don’t want my help, you can just say so," Theodor said.
"Yes, yes, I’m sorry, okay?" Kyle said. "Thank you for the help, Boss."
Theodor just snorted.
’Seriously, why do I have to be stuck with the anti-social schizo? Can’t I have a friendly grandpa in a ring or something? Something like a nice teacher?’
’Nooooo, it has to be the fucking crazy megalomaniac! Yes, I know what that word means!’
’...I think.’
Kyle looked around for a suitable spot to start digging.
Then, he remembered a certain place.
"I know where to start digging!" Kyle said as he walked towards the southwest.
"The ground," Theodor commented. "You have to dig into the ground."
"Why must you be an ass?" Kyle asked. "Can’t you just be nice for once?"
"When you deserve it, foolish inheritor," Theodor commented arrogantly. "Right now, you aren’t even fit to empty my toilet. Show me some of your character and strength, and then, maybe, I will treat you a bit better."
Kyle just droned out Theodor’s voice.
His failed marriage had honed that skill to perfection.
After some minutes of walking, Kyle arrived at the spot he had picked.
’The holey shell is gone,’ Kyle thought as he looked at the big hole.
This was the spot where he had killed Old Betty.
There was already a hole there, right?
Might as well make use of it!
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