Chapter 347 (2/2)

If this truly meant that Randidly would be forced to get a Class… It felt like he was playing around with a chunk of vomit that was just sitting in his mouth. The obvious location was to obtain a Class at Donnyton… but that would forge a connection not only with the System, but also with the Creature, who still had Lyra imprisoned…

At that thought, Randidly snapped out of his funk, and his heartbeat quickened. Although the Creature being with the Regalias was a danger that he hadn’t really addressed yet, if the Creature really was holed up in the Raid Dungeon…

Then Lyra would be alone. Lyra would be free…

Although it was strange, Randidly missed her. Just because she had treated him like a normal human, and not held all these weird expectations for him, while everyone else was doing exactly that. Maybe she had understood, from her own life as an actress, how important being treated like a real person really was, so you didn’t lose yourself in what everyone else said about you.

There was the strange matter of the connection that had been forced between them, the strange draw the System had provided for them that had left Randidly deeply distrustful of the System, even at the beginning, but it was not enough to necessarily sour the feelings he felt towards the young girl with the sharp tongue.

Randidly pressed his eyes closed. One problem at a time

“What about the Stone of Genesis? Do you think we can make more of those?” Randidly said, happy to shift his attention towards a side problem.

Lucretia shrugged again, but this was a much more disinterested shrug. Snorting, Randidly could only shake his head. She had been connected to him by the Aether tether for only a few weeks, and already too spoiled to even put small amounts of Aether like this in her eyes. Although he was sure that prior to their meeting, she would have killed for this sort of opportunity.

“No more, bigger.”

Randidly blinked, looking down at his arm, where Neveah was grinning her happy little open mouthed grin at him. It was honestly pretty adorable when she was this size.

“What are you talking about?” Lucretia said, reaching for the sky and stretching.

“Problem. Big stone solution.” Neveah said, her voice becoming insistent.

Randidly frowned. He felt her thoughts, and most of her meaning, but was having difficulty following it. She wanted…. What…? “Neveah… the problem… you are talking about getting into the Dungeon…?”

“Raid Dungeon.” Neveah said, her voice becoming increasingly solemn and accusatory. “You dumb. Fear Class. Hate System. Dumb.”

Randidly opened his mouth, then closed it. Then his brow furrowed in annoyance. “I… sure, I hate it, but it’s for good reason. The Class… you know what I know. It’s a connection to the System. It’s a binding, a way of controlling it. Hell, I think all of the roles here are just ways the System.”

“Wrong, silly.” Neveah interrupted, dropping off his arm and onto the ground, and then slithering to an open space. Above her, a drawing formed of Aether began to take shape. “Class just Class. It is. System from bad source, but System shape. Without shape… weak. Cannot shape alone. Home different.”

Her words were… disjointed, but it was still enough to get her meaning. Especially while above her head, she drew a small house, a person, and a line connecting two. But independent of them, there was a wriggly lined circle around the man, which Randidly sensed was supposed to be the Class.

“...Actually she has a point,” Lucretia said, the interest in her eyes renewed, as she examined Neveah’s small form, and then her drawing. “I’ve always wondered about the connection to the Village System… although admittedly it means almost nothing at the stage our world is, it is important at the start. I’ve studied Classes, but I could never really… feel what was going on, but with your skills-”

“Which is all fine, but how-” Randidly began, but then his understanding, due to their connection, finally showed through. The picture clicked together.

“A Class... A Skill. The Skill.” Neveah announced to the world. “Alone hard. But now stone. If make THE Stone… We Class. No problem.”