Karl and Prince Corbin went over everything that had happened to their groups since they last met, and found that the Spellblades had not had a much easier time than Karl's group had.
Despite the fact that they had gotten stuck in a Cyclops spawn, the Spellblades had just had a terrible time getting out of the wilderness.
First, they had chosen to double back on their route, so they would be further from the major population centres. But that put them only a few kilometres from the Undead spawn, so they had ended up moving camp in the middle of the night.
Then they had come across a group of Nomadic Demons who were not happy with the trespassers on their pastures.
That had led to a small fight, but fortunately no casualties.
Then, they had to divert again because there were soldiers everywhere, working to contain the Cyclops spawn, and the Spellblades weren't willing to try to pass themselves off as local as it would just lead to being conscripted for the cleanup effort.
So, while Karl had been fighting for multiple days, the Spellblades had been running constantly and spending mana to keep the barrier up and avoid detection.
Prince Corbin finished his story and leaned against his staff as he watched the healers work. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
"What's your plan from here on? Are you going to travel with us, or are you looking for something in particular to help your growth?" He asked.
"I need either a holy item, or a unique skill that will help Thor, the Lightning Cerro, grow.
He has hit the limits of his natural potential, and he needs a bit of a bump to get him past the bottleneck and on to higher heights. So, I was thinking that we might stop at the Whiton Temple on our way back.
If there is anywhere on the continent that will help a beast with Holy Affinity overcome their limits, that should be the place."
Corbin seemed to understand the concept of needing resources to surpass your natural limits quite well. "This might seem like a wild goose chase, but I remember back when the Elite Program was first starting, my second year in school I believe, there was an incident near the three-way border between Newbon, the Divine Beasts, and the Mountain Giants that involved a Holy Relic.
A bunch of the teachers were gone for nearly three weeks investigating it.
The incident was near Dunster, Northeast of here. Well, almost North from here, but that's a thousand kilometres of wilderness away.
If you go that way, you can follow the Mountain Giant border all the way to Chiptonrith Lake. It's far from a safe route, and it will put you within a few kilometres of the front lines between Newbon and the Mountain Giants, but it was supposed to be incredibly powerful."
Karl looked at the map and sighed. The area had four nations claiming territory within a hundred kilometres of it, and all four of the nations were hostile to each other.
"As good as that opportunity sounds, it is probably smarter not to go anywhere near that spot right now. With the Giants acting up, and the fact that they're going to have better weapons soon, things are going to get dicey."
Prince Corbin frowned at the reminder.
"That's another thing. I've never heard of a monster spawn monster having enough lucidity to talk to anyone, much less form battle strategies and remember trade skills.
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