The Great Wild: An Isekai LitRPG (Phantasm Book 4) by Christopher Hall & Maxlex

Author:Christopher Hall & Maxlex [Hall, Christopher & Maxlex]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Podium Publishing
Published: 2024-11-05T00:00:00+00:00

MELANCHOLY

There was a feast. Of course there was a feast. The village had just been saved, the dungeon was dealt with, and the Champion of Whoever was partly responsible. There were two new guests, high-level elves! A feast had been pretty much guaranteed even before the news of demons had been added. There were demons! That had been defeated!

I was not in the mood—none of us were, really. Even the elves seemed cool on the idea. They had planned to disappear back into the Grove with no one the wiser but had stayed to talk with me some more. That made them guests of honor at the feast, and everyone in the village seemed to want their moment to chat with a level eight.

From a distance, it seemed that their well-developed Charm skill was being put to good use, deflecting and distracting attention, sending people away without getting them mad. It would take them a while to get through the whole crowd, though. For which I was grateful.

Yeah, I wasn’t in the mood to talk to them, either. I was still thinking about Cutter. The rest of the group were handling it in their own ways. Felicia was particularly distraught, and Kyle was being a rock for her. They had withdrawn from the feast as quickly as they could. Cloridan had withdrawn in another way, hitting the booze harder than he had for a while. He’d fallen in with Reynard and his group of hunter friends, who were all drinking heavily.

It wasn’t like the feast didn’t have an undercurrent of sadness. The villagers had lost one of their own, and they hadn’t been anything less than respectful at the news of Cutter’s death. Toasts were given to the fallen, and expressions of deep sorrow were made. I won’t say it grated on me, but I did get tired of it. I wanted to go home. Home to Sydney, of course, but Talnier would do in a pinch.

Looking for a quiet place to enjoy a private drink, I should have realized that I wasn’t the only one who wanted to get away. Walking around the curve of a tree trunk, I almost stumbled over Yoroly.

She was sitting on the edge of a platform that overlooked … darkness. It wasn’t entirely black; there were some specks of light down below. They must have been luminous flowers, but from here they were just tiny points of light. Like looking down on the stars. Yoroly looked over her shoulder as I approached.

“You,” she said. From anyone else, I’d say her tone was sour, but from her, it sounded pretty neutral.

“Me,” I agreed. I sat down next to her. Unlike her, I made sure that I was sitting next to the railing support, which I put an arm around. It was a long drop into darkness. “Not enjoying the fruits of your labor? You were the one who fixed the problem, after all.”

“Bah!” Yoroly snorted. “I hate them, and they hate me. It’s simpler for everybody if we keep any foolish notions of respect or gratitude out of it.

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