Dumb Luck

Diablo continued to watch over the girls shop for several hours even though he was bored out of his mind and finished his conversation with Maracos. Poor Jack aka Diablo was a nervous wreck on the inside since he was still new to having relationships and doing things that normal couples do. After a while the girls got hungry and wanted to eat so they entered a pub nearby.

Omar looked at Kenshin with a condescending look, "We are in Faltra, The human Capitol is in Oslo, the same city that we knew from Yggdrasil. It is South west of here closer to the center of the human kingdom."

Jysce made the comment about having only one life and Omar chuckled, "We are more fortunate than that miss. The temple priests know low level resurrection magic, and as former Players we have an automatic resurrection after a day. The downside is that every death will take you down five levels of you are not resurrected by a player or item with the appropriate skill, but there is always a cost. The reason my brother Thelastprophet was so focused on me leveling up when I got here was that I was under level five and any death would have killed me. He even gave me a rare resurrection item that has saved me a few times already. Unfortunately the time he needed it he was not so lucky. Ironically my brother has cemented his place as a god among the native holy knights because he came back from death unaided. I do not think there are any players in the holy knights, but now that I know other players are in this world one of my newer members may be, as she is suspiciously powerful."

As Diablo, Rem, Shera and Alicia entered the pub they were greeted by a busy barmaid who quickly showed them to a table and took their order. Diablo encouraged the ladies to eat well since they had a long night ahead of them and needed the energy. After looking around Diablo saw a familiar face and immediately regretted coming to this pub. He saw the Amazon Jysce talking to a knight and a fighter. He knew her from before through a series of unfortunate events and found he had trouble with her type. It was bad enough she was a strong female fighter, but the fact she was hardly clothed and liked to flaunt her muscles made his true self squeamish. He was about to suggest a new location when the barmaid came back with their beverages. Seeing as he was now stuck with an order he tried not to get noticed and hoped she would not recognize him.


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