Jay left the room, feeling strange. For some reason he felt like he was being taken advantage of, even though logically, on paper, he had won out.

Weird old man that seemed a little forced he thought as he began walking back to Margaret.

I should definitely check my room for hidden magic moving-image recorders

Im not saying Viladore is that kinda man but just in case.

Jay could only guess at what Viladores strange over-enthusiasm was about.

From Jays perspective, Viladore didnt even seem to care that he may not attend lessons, but was oddly passionate about him staying there.

It didnt really make sense.

Margaret came out of the back room with a key for Jay.

Here you go dear. Youre actually going to be in the room next to Naria.

Oh? Well dont tell her. Well let it be a surprise. Jay smiled, though his thoughts were different.

Damn I dont want some little girl distracting me at least she doesnt talk. he thought, as he turned to the exit.

Well, Ill see you later Margaret. If theres any trouble Ill let you know.

Bye now.

Heading out of the association, Anya was now standing near some other ranged-base adventurers, giving tips and feedback to them as they attacked, while judging their weapons too.

As Jay stepped out of the building, Anyaa looked up, waving bye to the others and joining Jays side.

Hey. Jay nodded as he kept walking towards the floating mana-stone gate.

Hi. So, you defeated the third pyramid huh?

Yep. Jay shrugged.

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Ok, well see. she nodded as if she knew something.

You dont believe me?

Its not that, I just think you might be mistaken

Oh?

Yep. she shrugged, not giving away any more.

Ok then, keep your secrets he shrugged.

Shes acting weird Jay thought, but decided not to say anything.

As they passed through the mana stone gate, Jay continued walking down the normal path towards Losla.

Hey, arent we going to the mist keep?

Yeah, I just have to stop off at another dungeon first.

Oh? Youve been doing other dungeons? Which ones? Leaf cliff? Howling Stand? Verenes Sisters?

No I only do instanced dungeons you know why. Its the wolf quarry dungeon.

Oooh, thats a bit risky alone - but I suppose someone like you would be fine. she shrugged and glanced at Jay, hinting that he would never be alone because of all his skeletons.

Jay looked back with a serious gaze, not smiling, not showing any emotion at all.

Were alone on the path but she should probably keep her mouth shut. he thought as he tried to stop the conversation continuing by being silent.

Thankfully, it seemed like she got the message as she quieted down.

Jay and Anya shortly arrived at the wolf quarry dungeon.

Wait here a moment. Jay said before diving into the black hole, the dungeon entrance.

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As he floated to the ground in the dark pit, he nearly stumbled as he landed on a pile of bones.

Looks like it has had no problems killing the wolves he stepped off the pile of bones.

Huh it seems the helminth can extract bones too he looked around, noting the lack of flesh and viscera - this was until the helminth raised its skull from out of the ground, bits of the silt-wolf flesh lodged in its skull.

Well hello there Jay smiled, but not patting it.

*snap snap*

The helminth snapped its jaw twice, it seemed to be like its greeting.

Did you do this? Jay pointed at the bones.

*snap snap*

Good job, arent you a good little parasite? he smiled, praising the undead creature.

*snap snap*

It then happily dived back underground.

Using his necrotic sense, Jay felt it slithering away under the ground, heading back to collect more bones.

Looking around, Jay guessed there were about 20 corpses of the wolves.

It was hard to tell how many wolves were slain, as there were no skulls. They were simply too big for the little parasitic helminth to store inside itself, but the individual bones were fair game.

Dont mind if I do. Jay slyly smiled, scooping all the bones into his ring with a single wave of his gauntlet.

~Eevulen City~

A small crowd began to gather at the central square of the city. Looks of fear, excitement and hope were across the faces of the people that had gathered.

None of them knew why such a large force of mage hunters was here, and it meant that both danger was coming while safety had arrived.

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What the hell are the mage hunters doing here? a hide merchant whispered to Bertram.

Hmmh.. Bertram gave nothing but a grunt, deciding not to say anything. He knew better than to trust an authority which promised safety in exchange for power - though he still had to keep up appearances.

With a bitter taste in his mouth, he took out tiny black signs and put them in front of the various stalls he owned.

[50% off to our valiant heroes]

Hopefully they dont see my signs he thought as he strategically placed them around, nearly out of view - just not enough to raise suspicion.

To Bertrams delight, it seemed that the mage hunters were just passing through as none of them went to any inns or set up any shelters. They were simply resting here for a moment before moving on.

A sub-commander of the mage hunters was looking over a detailed map of the region.

Were getting closer to the wilds. Only a few more noteworthy villages left. he looked over the map while another sub-commander watched.

Send a platoon to Tolgard, then send one squad to Losla.

The other commander nodded, accepting his orders with a salute before marching off to find one of his platoon leaders - lieutenant Marsh.

After spending a few hours resting, the mage hunters were already on the march again.

The large group of armour-clad troops broke off into smaller ones as they each left in different directions from the city, while only a few squads remained behind to protect Eevulen.

Lieutenant Marsh is known as the inquisitor among division four. He is not just a competitive man, but has an over-scrupulous attention to detail; one that would put an archaeologist to shame - this quality would only be matched by his hunger for battle; he deserved his platoon-leader command position over the four squads under him - but it wasnt enough for him, he desired to fight.

Each of his heavy steps was placed with purpose.

He may be marching quietly behind his troops, but on the inside he is like a hungry wolf.

After idly training in the castle and its nearby dungeons for so long, he was finally being deployed again. His blood was quietly roiling under his skin as he looked forward to his next battle.

The dungeon monsters were not exciting enough for him, they didnt satiate his desire for intense battle; most of them simply werent complex or cunning enough. After discovering a way to defeat them, the excitement of battle would be over, and sadly, the monsters would never adapt.

Why cant there be a peasant uprising he sometimes sadistically thought.

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Thanks to all the mana conduits, people rarely got powerful or dangerous classes anymore.

In recent decades, the safety bearers were turning into a smaller force. It was getting rarer and rarer to see them in public anymore. They may have been like a shell of their former selves, but at the same time had become a more elite force.