The Distinguished Mr. Rose Chapter 79: Chapter 78: A Happy Memory

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Chapter 78: A Happy Memory “Hold,” Renaud said, squinting his eyes in unease as the group came to a stop. Here, before them, laid the spire’s sole treasure; all they needed to do was reach out and take it. What would happen afterward? Well, Lucius had his suspicions, and none of them were good. >[Main Questline (To the Domain of the Beast Lord) has been completed!]< *(NEW!) 1500 Cosmic Coins *(NEW!) Skill Rank-Up Card You have traversed through mire and mountain, rain and scorching heat, and even the wilds of the Beast Lord’s Domain. Everything has been for this very moment — at last, the object of your search. It is the source of this region’s demonic spread. Take it, grasp it, and claim it as your own. Witness with your own eyes of the secret lost to the Stars. Only then may you stand a chance against your ultimate foe: the Demon King. Lucius appreciated the rewards and all, but something about the message window seemed quite peculiar. Normally the system chose to maintain an impartial tone, albeit emphasized at times to resemble a grandiose epic, but its language now was different as if purposely urging them to take the page from the pedestal. Well, it wasn’t as if they had any other choice. There was nowhere left to go, nothing else to claim. Before the group committed the inevitable, though, Lucius quickly used his Skill Rank-Up card. Skill [Flowers’ Best Friend] has ranked up to D! [Rank D] Flowers’ Best Friend (Passive, Growth Type): Whenever you encounter a new species of Flora, you will feel greater affinity towards it. You will also be given a list of any harmful effects it may contain. Positive aspects, however, will not be included unless studied yourself. How would this skill help him at the current moment? The answer: not one bit! But the gentleman felt satisfied nonetheless in watching his steady growth. “Guys, are we really doing this?” Mili whispered to Lucius and the other players. Miss Rhodes and Mister Cain joined them in a group huddle as the Franks discussed amongst themselves within their own circle. “The system’s definitely goading us to nab that thing.” Harper put her hands to her waist and sighed. “Damned if we do and damned if we don’t. That page’s probably the whole reason the system wanted us to come here in the first place, but I don’t know… I’m getting a real bad omen. We take that? Nothing good’s coming our way.” “Eh, we came here expectin’ as much,” Marco said. “Hell I’d say this is better than usual. At least this damn window’s giving us time to prepare. Last time, that Demon of Eyes or whatchacallit just popped up outta nowhere.” The players shuddered at the memory. Mister Bernardi was correct, though. No matter what came next, at least they wouldn’t be caught unaware. At least, that was what they thought. “Hm?” Miss Rhodes, the seamstress, turned around and pointed at one of the Franks. “Now what’s that feller doin’ over there, ya think?” Lucius watched on, intrigued, as a paladin broke away from their group and shuffled toward the page. They behaved quite oddly, dragging their leg, muttering, reaching their hand out as if bewitched. It wasn’t just one. Soon, both the paladins and the priests began to lurch forward without any acknowledgement of their surroundings. Even the Peers looked possessed. Unlike the others they merely stood in place, but a strange, cloudy haze settled in their eyes. Maugris shook and grunted; he tried to fight off whatever influence had taken him now, but the best he could muster was a pained cry as he fell to the floor, kneeling. Sir Renaud on the other hand was silent. He did not move an inch — his skin remained sickly pale as he continued to stare at the pedestal, the old worn page, the shadows whirling in a seductive, enchanting dance. There was no helping them now. The only ones who could act were the players. “That ain’t looking good. Hey, git away from that! Goddamn.” Before one the paladins could reach the page, Mister Cain ran up and pushed them away with a