Chapter 636: Reunited (1/2)
Our bored gamer needed to backtrack since he had already gone far ahead than the warship.
He could of course just wait for them in place but that would take him at least 2 years before he could see the shadow of Jailbird 26771. Thus, Clark decided to rejoin his former space mates.
A second was all it took for him to arrive in his destination.
”BOOM!” The warship halted in space but the 55,000 passengers inside had not at all noticed this fact.
”DING!” A pillar of light descended unto the stationary body of our good gamer and before long, he was directly transported into the ship.
”KIAN!” Nicole shouted in delight and the rest followed in welcome.
”Sir Guardian!”
”We're happy to see you again, Sir!”
”I told you so! Guardian Kian Fisher would always keep his word no matter what!” The prisoners laughed and rejoiced as one.
In the time that they had been together, they had already become accustomed to rely on the strong guardian in their midst.
”Where is Little Black, Kian?”
”I don't see him anywhere around.” Cora said when she did not notice the presence of our avid gamer's cute pet.
”Little Black will arrive shortly.” Clark replied to this query. If truth be told, he really did forget about his little friend while he was busy chasing after the shadows of Dark Crow earlier.
Our bored gamer used his divine sense to contact Little Black and also did the same towards his new slave Dark Crow.
He added another command to the latter which would basically entailed the freedom of the Misara Race.
Unfortunately, he could only confine them to a world in the Thephri dominion for now.
'It would be stupid of me to release the Misara into the open.'
'They are weak and there is a big chance that they would only get exploited by the other sentient races.' Clark mused and could only offer this much to the unfortunate race.
He knew that this was only a temporary solution to the problem. Little Black rejoined 3 months later into the group.
”Master! It's very good to see you again!” Little Black greeted and bowed in place.
”You had a rough trip, Little Black.” Clark said to his pet. Being only a level 5 monster was really hard on Little Black.
It was easy to see that his speed was terribly slow compared to our avid gamer who could instantly shuttle in the void.
”It was nothing, master. Flying in space was fun compared to being holed up underground for several millions of years.”
Little Black's humor was dry and it did nothing but only made him remember about the hardships that he endured in the duration.
The Misara race was lucky since they were beings with extreme mental toughness. If not, they would have long yielded into madness or worse.
”Are you ready for another round of flying then?” Clark asked with a smile.