The Distinguished Mr. Rose Chapter 83: Chapter 82: Fires of Sinai

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Chapter 82: Fires of Sinai Soon after Maugris’s death, those of the expedition began to regain their senses. Well, what was left of them. A great many lives had perished this day: sixty of the Franks and twenty of the players. Of the two hundred and fifty who set off in the beginning, only one hundred and seventy remained. Lucius and his companions had done their best to safely suppress the bewitched victims; however, there was only so much they could do. Some had succumbed to their wounds while others were simply caught in the crossfire of battle. It was difficult enough to focus on one’s own safety, but even though everyone here was no stranger to loss, the aftermath left a bitter reminder nonetheless. A reminder of how fleeting their lives truly were. Their journey so far was successful; they had overcome beasts, demonic ambushes, and even momentary insanity all without a single casualty. The expedition members innocently believed that they would all return home safe and unharmed. But this world was an unpredictable one. A friend or comrade made the day before could vanish the next. They were forced to carry on, unknowing of who would never be seen again. Meanwhile, amidst all the gloom, Lucius opened his status screen and put the ten points he obtained from the mission into his Nova stat. Eighty-one now: The gentleman would soon reach the next milestone in his supposedly starry ascension! What will happen when he has one hundred points? Who knows. But he was certain it would be quite the surprise. His next agenda was to open his new apparel box. Last time, Lucius had the great luck of obtaining his snazzy top hat from the random draw. This one though was likely to be just as useful. (NEW!) Obtained [1] Gentleman’s Monocle Description: A high quality silver monocle with a thin chain, fit for only the most distinguished of gentlemen. This style was once popular among the Frankish citizenry during the age of the sixth emperor, Constantine the Handsome, but has since fallen out of favor due to newer trends. Still, one’s fashion is integral in first impressions; and you will certainly make a bold one. Effect: A Most Discerning Eye. Upon looking at another being through the monocle’s lens, their favorite preferences for tea, or what is most likely to please them if they do not have one, will be revealed to you. You may turn off this skill while wearing the monocle, if you so wish. Ohoh, An elegant piece of eyewear! Lucius was most thankful for the gift and quickly donned it on his left eye. The gentleman had been relying mainly on his intuition in moments where a tea party was necessary; but with this skill, he needed not guess any longer! Truly, he could think of nothing better. Once he finished organizing his rewards, Lucius’s companions returned to him and admired his new dandy appearance. “Didn’t waste any time I see,” Marco said with a chuckle. “How do ya keep gettin’ all this dapper stuff, anyway? All I ever get are some pants or a new tie.” Lucius smiled and gave the old mobster a theatric flourish. “What can I say? Perhaps the system enjoys my company.” Harper sighed and showed off a sock crumpled in her palm. “It must hate my guts, then. It’s not even in a color I like!” “You wanna trade? I’ve got, like, tons of stuff.” Mili flaunted a bright pink bracelet on her wrist that would have ordinarily been quite flashy, if not for all the other jewelry the spunky musician wore. She had so many rings and pendants and adornments that the chaotic look somehow wrapped all the way around into being coherent. It fit her style. Harper refused and gestured to her own attire. “Nah, ain’t got the chance to show it off anyway under all this firefighting gear.” Lucius’s fellows spoke amongst each other in a lighthearted tone, but he could see they were merely trying to stay positive. It was great luck that their party was still whole despite all the adversity. The others could not say the same. Out in the distance, Mister Crowley knelt n