Bro, I'm not an Undead!

It turned out that no one knew that Elita had freed Skullius as her speed when she brought him out of the cell and rushed with him away to deal with the chaos in the entire city had not been noticed as she completely outclassed everyone in the city physically.

Her decision to not kill Skullius was the one that Yugefet was mostly hinged on more than the fact that the Purity itself had attracted a tragedy to Eofel.

However, it was natural that a scapegoat was always required in situations like these.

Skullius had already fled, the whole ‘no presence’ factor of his Apostle as well as his weakness doing good to not expose his location as the fact that he had escaped was made known to everyone far too late.

[Pelvis Boar-Man Majestic Attire] had run out shortly after the two had left the city, Red Rage losing his voice and flight immediately.

From there, the Apostle had princess carried his master and bolted in a random direction.

During the journey, Skullius had been mulling over the situation with Elita.

From the moment that he had arrived in this world, it had been foe after foe, malicious intent after malicious intent thus though he hadn’t shown it in the moment, Elita’s willingness to let him go when many wanted him dead had struck him deep.

The fact that she paid a heavy price for helping him also caused him no small amount of guilt as it brought on a very itchy and nagging feeling of a memory that tried so hard to sneak into his mind but failed._.

Skullius grunted in frustration.

Elita was probably dead by now and there was nothing he could do about it.

The Discount Human pulled up his status to check the contents of the description of the curse again.

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[UNCoddled]

[The Arch Lich Somanda wishes you well on your journey to eventually return to him. However, in light of your previous attachments, he has decided to give you an additional ‘incentive’. A curse to follow you till the day you face him. You shall be bound to walk alone. Only with your strength. Any help from the outside will promptly attract FATALITY, leaving you alone till your destination has been reached]

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This description did not stipulate just how the curse weeded out those who helped him.

He had received a deeper explanation from the Grinning Jester Fox that had a mysterious eye which allowed it to analyse his curse.

The best that Skullius could gather was that cases like with Benzard and his group where he was ‘helped’ and ‘saved’ from perilous situations but with the ultimate goal not being for his benefit, were not taken into account by the curse as they were not helpful to him.

Cases like the Grinning Jester Fox where grand benefits awaited with the decision of the other party were what incited the curse to activate.

According to the fox, three factors were taken into account.

Contribution, level of strength and proximity.

Contribution pertained to how much help Skullius got, level of strength determined how the target would be affected, with the stronger opponents being affected least while proximity to Skullius as the benefit was delivered also determined just how screwed the individual would be.

“I’m sorry…” Skullius found himself muttering.

Though he didn’t know the bulk of the story, he knew that Elita had been extremely suspicious of him as all her actions prior to the end of the fight were never to assist Skullius but herself as she believed Skullius to be able to help her with situation as he had tangled with a Green Neolist before.

The Discount Human shook his head as he threw these thoughts out of his mind. He had to focus on what was ahead now.

First off, he took out the map that he had been given by Elita.

Over its demarcated areas with bold texts showing the cities within Pelian, a small spot could be seen moving across the map.

It represented Skullius’ position to show him where he was in relation to the lands.

“It’s really convenient…” he said.

Fortunately for him, the map had the convenience of showing which cities were the largest and which were like Eofel. Smaller.

The distance between Eofel and the nearest big city was atrocious and Skullius almost got a headache.

Even on the map, he could tell that this distance was not merely a few miles.

“Good thing you have infinite endurance bro,” Skullius said as snuggled deeper into Red Rage’s arms.

He then told him the direction that they should be going.

To a city called Genhuis, South West of Eofel.

The journey was going to be long even as Red Rage raced at full speed. His speed wasn’t anything exceedingly impressive anyway as when Skullius thought of this, he decided that for his next summon, he would choose something with a natural affinity towards speed.

He looked at his guidance field and saw the 1,800,500 Exp he had gotten from the Cursed Knight. It was a great addition to his stock that he was still saving. He would use it to level another Apostle to Tier 1, preferably this next desired one.

Strangely, Skullius didn’t receive a notification for collecting the Null Life Essence for the Cursed Knight, which was probably because it was already dead.

There were also a few other notifications for killing a whole bunch of humans with Benzard’s attack as it had ended up murdering innocents but that was another story he didn’t give a flesh about.

‘Now. About that class…’ Skullius thought as he looked at Red Rage.

Skullius had yet to figure himself out in his Discount Human form but for his Penetrator form, it seemed balanced at the moment.

After seeing Red Rage fight, he discovered that this bro needed a high boost to his strength as his race focused on defence. He had been unable to do any damage on his own which defeated the purpose of being a… hero?

Besides, Red Rage was still the quick learner he always was. He could pick up sword skills if he wanted to just by watching and following the movements.

Thus, Skullius decided to forgo the Valiant BoneKnight class and choose the Temper Skull Hegemon.

With that, Red Rage received an addition of 250 to strength, 70 to Mana and 40 to Agility along with the exclusive skills.

Red Rage was too preoccupied with carrying him to give him a thumbs up but Skullius knew that the Apostle still appreciated despite his rebellious nature.

‘Now. Time to figure out the ins and outs to the Insurgent Magnus. Heh. I like that…’ Skullius thought as he got to work.

A true grind to reach another level was about to begin.

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-End of Mini Arc-

[Author’s Note]

Thank you very much for the constant support. I appreciate y’all for reading and for the comments, golden tickets, power stones and gifts. I hope you can continue to read and review as it helps me out a lot.