The Weakest Kobold In The Dungeon Gets A Level [Book 1 Complete] Chapter 15: Chapter 13: A King In A Broken Tower

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Chapter 13 A King In A Broken Tower It’s odd being back underground after so long , Nik thought, surprised to realize that he had gotten used to the day and night cycle of the surface. Some time had passed since he’d gone about his days, sleeping and waking as he pleased. It was difficult to tell how much time had gone by when there was no sun to track the day’s progression to night. Well, if we have the time, then I guess I might as well show Pearl what I got from the quest and from defeating the last adventurer. “So would you by any chance be interested in what I picked up this morning?” he asked. “Always, especially if it offers you any help for what is to come,” Pearl replied. He opened his inventory to select the armor and tried to grab it from its slot this time, instead of just letting it drop to the floor of the cell. The attempt was nearly successful. The small leathers slipped between his claws and bounced off of his limbs as he swung them wildly to catch the studded armor. He quickly snatched it up from the ground and snapped back up, pretending that he hadn’t just fumbled it around before dropping it. “You are just so very smooth,” Pearl said with a chuckle. Then, realizing what he held, she said, “Actually, that might be something that could help with what is to come. How is that small enough to fit you? Did you not get it from the adventurer?” “I don’t understand how the system works, so I couldn’t tell you. It does look like it’ll fit me, though. It also gave me five copper coins and a single gold coin.” Nik’s hood jiggled and shook as an excited Ryan climbed up to his shoulder, licking their lips and looking at Nik expectantly. With a deep sigh, he pressed a claw to the square that held an image of the copper coins, he watched the number in the corner split into two. As he held his claw to the image, the second number went up and the first went lower. Nik removed his claw as the first number dropped to one, and four copper coins fell clattering to the ground. Ryan leapt at the coins, flapping his wings in an awkward half-glide and half-flutter to the ground. Nik rushed to collect the coins before Ryan could get the chance to grab them all. Ryan would only have the one that was already in his tiny claws today, the rest were returned to the inventory. Nik sighed as the little fae-dragon’s miniature-sized mouth somehow took bites right out of the coin’s edge. “Remind me not to let him nibble on my fingers,” he said to his friend. A hard thud sounded from another cell as one of their fellow prisoners dropped his tome. “Is that what I think it is? Is that a child of the fae-born dragons?” said the goblin, in a surprisingly soft, paternal voice. “He is, yes. Ryan here was a gift from a flutter-fox,” he said. “That is a great gift indeed, and from a noble bein’ such as a flutter-fox. Does Lord Cril know of this creature?” “He didn’t come up in the conversation, and he was asleep in my hood at the time. Why, what would she have done?” Nik asked the gentle-voiced goblin. “Probably decide you count as an honorary goblin and give you a clan name, for all I know. I was curious how she might have responded, but that’s just the curiosity of an old man. You should be careful where your trust and secrets fall, though. You might end up seeing a lot more like me, otherwise, and people like me are often the last you ever see,” he said. “People like you?” Nik asked, the feathers on his head standing straight as a chill ran through his body. “Yes. People like me. Murderers, killers, assassins, and generally traitorous creatures,” he said calmly. Pearl’s voice cut in before Nik could talk any further, and she said, “Maybe we should keep our conversing limited to the people in our own cell, Nik.” “Hah, that’s funny. You think that would make a difference for you. Don’t worry, I won’t cause either of you any harm here—though I could, if I wanted to. Oh, but the lord has her ears in every shadow of her domain. She knows now anything th