The Butcher's Masquerade: Dungeon Crawler Carl Book 5 by Matt Dinniman

The Butcher's Masquerade: Dungeon Crawler Carl Book 5 by Matt Dinniman

Author:Matt Dinniman [Dinniman, Matt]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dandy House
Published: 2022-02-27T16:00:00+00:00


38

Carl: Mordecai, how safe is it to bring him in here?

Mordecai: He can’t teleport you away like Lucia does in a regular saferoom, if that’s what you’re asking. But he can and will likely report everything he sees back to his people. You can’t tie him up. You can’t hire him. You can restrict him to the main room of the personal space, but that’s about it.

Carl: Shit, what do we do?

Mordecai: You probably should have thought this through before you invited him here.

“I wasn’t expecting you to come,” I said, leaving him in the hallway. It’d been almost two hours since I’d sent Bomo out into Zockau with the note. He’d been given strict instructions not to leave the tavern saferoom. I was about to send him a message to come back. If Vrah was returning to the town, she surely would’ve arrived by now.

Well, I thought. Maybe not. I imagined flying while your genitals were on fire had to slow you down somewhat.

“He attack me,” Bomo said, grunting the words. “In saferoom, he attack me, and he get frozen for a minute. Then he said, ‘wait for me’ and he attack me again. He got frozen for an hour. Stupid bug. Lots of hunters in saferoom. Lots and lots. They scared of Bomo.”

“He attacked you?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “Twice? With what?”

“With hands. He tried to punch. He got frozen, and it said he was naughty.”

If he attacked any of us a third time, he’d get stripped of all his gear and teleported away to the closest monster nest.

I sighed and examined the small, quivering creature. He looked like a child. He did not have the upper, sword-like arms that the females did, which made him look even more pitiful.

Edict – Mantis. Level 50. Merchant.

The Dark Hive.

“Hello, Edict,” I said, leaning against the door. A few personal space doors dotted the situationally-generated hallway. This was one of the few, true saferooms in Zockau, so it made sense others would want to keep their spaces attached to this pub. “So, what do you got for me?”

“I’m not a hunter. Or a fighter. I’m just the accountant. They made me come here to do the trading.”

“An accountant?” I asked. “You know, you’re the second guy to say that to me.” I looked over at Donut, who’d jumped to my shoulder. “What was that other guy’s name? The elf from the Dream? He said he was an accountant, too.”

“You know I don’t remember the names of corpses, Carl,” Donut said. “Maybe if you pull his hand out of your inventory it will jog your memory.”

“Akland?” Edict asked, deflating even further. If he hunched over any more, I was afraid he’d fall to the ground and turn into a pill bug. “You killed Akland? I hadn’t heard. He’d gone out with the others. I told him it was stupid. The hunters are all returning to Zockau. It’s become too dangerous. Please. She’s almost here. She told me I have to mate with her.



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