Chapter 28：Popcorn (2/2)

Having planned the first step, Mack focused his gaze on the battle in search of a man using a sword.

But he was too far to see the details in the fights, and if he approached the core areas, he risked being blown away without even seeing how.

'How can I approach the battles without risking my neck?'

”Hey book girl. Are you allowed to point me who is my ancestor in this fight?”

[Finally a smart human. Most just assumed they were playing the role of the ancestor]

[He is the only light construct completely made in green color]

Mack looked at battle again and searched for some green spot. There were many colors and was hard to locate a single green spot.

After searching for half an hour Mack found what he thought was the correct green spot. It was way too green to be someone using green clothes and was on the warlock side. Most of the warlocks used plain gray or black clothes with only a few using different colors, but even so, the battlefield was so huge that he needed a long time to locate this green spot. And he found it because he was searching specifically for it. There was no way for someone to just stumble on it and keep following it for a hundred days.

”Found you! If I survive this by your side I will fucking punch you in the face! I don't care if you are a NPC. I will punch you twice!”

”All those rules and tips. All to confuse us more. Fucking asshole!”

From the top of the hill, Mack screamed, enraged with his ancestor schemes.

But no one listened to what Mack said. After all, he was the only living thing on this entire battlefield.

Now, Mack will have to survive a hundred days by the side of his infamous ancestor.

And if he wanted to pass the trial...

He needed to kill all mages remaining on the 99th day.

He was not sure how the battle would progress in the next days, but he was sure that his side, the warlock side, was on the losing end right now.

”Dammed! Why give me a cape that turns me invisible if I can't touch anything! If some random guy stumbles in me I'm doomed!”

Mack thought hard about how to go to that green spot but the green spot was miles from him. He would need to traverse several skirmishes to reach there.

It was too risky for Mack.

'Night! At least in movies, they stop the frontal assaults by night. Maybe that's my chance'

Thought Mack remembering that this gate or room or whatever had a sun. If it had a sun. It should have night too.

Having decided how to go there, and feeling less pressured and with a lot of free time until night came, for obvious reasons, Mack wished he had popcorn now.

Watch a battle like this for hours and hours until night came without popcorn was a pity, in Mack's opinion.

Mack took his backpack from the side. Grabbed an alien fruit and started to slowly eat.

The next 100 days would be super busy ones. He was not sure when or where he would eat. If he ate at all.

~chomp~

The fruit was good and had almost the same flavor as strawberries from Earth. But what Mack really wanted now was some popcorn.