"What do think this great master is?" Sandra asked as we sat in our dining room
After the interrogation, we'd taken the body a mile away from our treehouse, and then we'd simply dropped it somewhere. The smell would attract beasts, and they'd clean it up. It was that reason we didn't bury it close to the treehouse, the floor had plenty of two core beasts and their sense of smell was powerful enough that they'd be able to pick up the smell of a rotting body from a mile or two away, hell, they might have found our base if not for the aether wards Zirani had placed around the perimeter of our little area.
"Some sort of high power I assume," Zirani replied in a confused tone. "But I've never heard of someone with the title of lost king. It's rather…"
"Vague?" I suggested.
Zireani nodded. "Yes, vague."
"Whatever it was, I don't think its a good idea if they bring him back," Misty said. "That is what he said they were trying to do right?"
