Chapter 74 Buren Monastery (2/2)

Ye Ci cursed as she squeezed through the hole. It was too small. If she was of another race like a Dwarf, Orc or even Human, she would never be able to pull it off.

Ye Ci made it into the room. As she dropped in, she accidentally stepped on a piece of debris, attracting the attention of all the skeletons within the room. Feigned Death was still on cooldown, but the skeletons were already approaching to investigate. Ye Ci looked around and saw a broken beam that she could use to hide herself.

Without much time to think, Ye Ci leapt up and climbed onto the beam. She pressed herself closely to the beam, not daring to move.

Her hiding spot was 15 yards from the entrance of the room. In her current hidden state, she would be safe as long as the skeletons did not go within 8 yards of the beam.

The clattering of bones announced the presence of the skeletons. There were at least 8 of them. Ye Ci held her breath, wary that the sound of her breathing might betray her location.

The skeletons stood at the entrance and surveyed the room. They then spoke to each other with a language that Ye Ci could not understand. In Fate, every race had their own language which could only be understood by beings of the same race. There was also a lingua franca used by the races of the 5 continents but that was the only language known to the players other than their own racial language. Languages from the other races must be learned through specific items or NPCs.

The skeletons left after chattering to each other. However, one of the Skeleton Mages turned around after walking a few steps away and headed straight towards Ye Ci’s hiding spot.

Ye Ci immediately feel panic surging through her. She was not afraid of a single skeleton. But… If it saw her, it would definitely call for help. It would be the end of her.

As the Skeleton Mage approached her, Ye Ci counted the distance until it would detect her presence.

4 yards, 3 yards, 2 yards…

Ye Ci took out her crossbow and loaded it up with Flaming Arrows, ready to ambush the Skeleton Mage as it came near.

1 yard left.

The Skeleton Mage stopped. The skeletons outside of the room began chattering again, as if summoning the Skeleton Mage. It then left.

Ye Ci let out a sigh of relief. Her palms were sweating. She could’ve died back there. She slung her weapon and jumped down from the beam. She was careful, not wanting to alert the skeletons.

There was a zealot in purple robes named Hank in the room. He was dead, and all that remained of Hank was his spirit. He had not realised his own death, and thought that he was still conducting his research.

“Oh, an Elf!” Hank appeared happy to see Ye Ci, “Have words of my great research spread throughout the land?”

“Yes, Zealot Hank.” Ye Ci bowed respectfully, “Your research is very famous in the entire Dalayar Continent.”

“I knew it!” Hank’s spirit was gleeful. He patted Ye Ci shoulder, but she could not feel his touch, “And you must be here to tell me of this great news?”

“Yes, Zealot Hank.”

“Good, good.” Hank was very satisfied with the answer, “As a token of my gratitude, I will teach you one of the fruits of my research.”

A choice of 3 skills immediately appeared in front of Ye Ci…