In the Land of Leadale, Vol. 4 by Ceez and Tenmaso

Author:Ceez and Tenmaso [Ceez and Tenmaso]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Yen On
Published: 2021-11-17T00:00:00+00:00

“Ngh… I was a bit too late with the password.”

Cayna’s hair was dripping wet. Fortunately, she’d chanted the password before the tidal wave engulfed her, but she still ended up getting drenched just as she said the final “from chaos!” part.

She’d made it inside the Guardian Tower but was soaked from head to toe. No big deal, though; at least she could dry herself off with magic.

When Cayna took a look around, her surroundings weren’t inside the esophagus or stomach of some animal. The rocky walls were more reminiscent of a cave or grotto. She continued further down the path; it was too dark to see much with the naked eye, but not so bad that she’d need to use Night Vision. Nothing in a Guardian Tower was likely to pose a threat to a Skill Master, so Cayna walked along in high spirits.

However, within a little under thirty meters, she arrived at a small room.

There was no door, so she could see everything inside: a small, dilapidated table, a wooden puppet seated in a chair, and a clock so tall it looked ready to burst through the ceiling. The puppet’s clothes were shabby, and it was missing its left arm. The cuff of its left sleeve was raggedy, as if that part of the shirt had been torn off. The puppet was also missing its left leg from the knee down. On its head was a dusty tricorn hat, and in place of its eyes were crosses. Most notable of all was its exceptionally long nose.

The large clock at the back of the room had a pendulum in its lower half and a small door above the clockface; not exactly a masterpiece.

“Is the theme of this place fairy tales or something?”

Cayna looked between the puppet and the clock but couldn’t tell which was the tower’s core and which was the Guardian. If only they were both in the same place, like the wall Guardian in her tower. Seeing no other choice, she poured MP into both the clock and the puppet.

The changes were immediate. The wooden puppet began to shine brightly, and its missing arm and leg had now grown back. However, the table and chair (and the puppet itself) remained just as shabby as before.

“…So the clock is the Guardian?”

The large clock had started ticking, its pendulum swinging back to life.

Cayna was fully prepared for the clock to start talking. Then, the door above the clockface opened.

“Well met!” Ka-thunk. “This is the tower”—ka-thunk—“of the First”—ka-thunk—“Skill Master”—ka-thunk—“Marvelia!” Ka-thunk.

“……The heck…?”

When the door opened, a small yellow bird attached to a bellows appeared.

It would then pop back into the clock after every few words. Cayna was reasonably dumbfounded. “So Marvelia made this place?”

“Indeed”—ka-thunk—“she did.” Ka-thunk.

The Guardian’s quirk was so annoying that Cayna wished it wouldn’t answer.

The First Skill Master Marvelia had been a female werecat. She was the type of person who considered anything to be potential data, and she took statistics of everything. Basically, she was satisfied as long as she could test for something.

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