A shady traveler was crossing Nivava's boarders, a familiar swarm but the the traveler was sticking to the road.

A grey cloak, a wooden stick with a small bundle tied at its end all that he carried. He wore no sword on his belt and wouldn't even spare a glance at the carriages, wagons and riders whom passed him by.

His steps however soon begun to falter, he looked at the bright sky and sighed.

He was Christopher, he had been walking for days now, the dwarves didn't even recognize him as he passed them by.

Without the expensive robes and the rings he was no different than an indigenous person, a simple commoner and even if they wanted to identify him, there was no way to do so, unless of course Nivava ever cared about its common folk enough to identify them.

Christopher's target hadn't changed, he would walk all the way to the Forsaken kingdom in the south,

the wasteland ruled by the monsters.

The road would be long, but he was in no hurry at all now, he had long escaped from the dwarven pursuit and even if they wanted to find him, unless he revealed his name it was rather hard to find him.

The most howeve disappointing thing was that he wasn't wearing his precious rings anymore, he had stored the last inside the storage ring and put the ring inside his bundle, inside his spare pant pocket.

"Traveller would you like a lift?"

A poor looking farmer with a wagon full of hay asked him.

"I have no money"

Christopher lied, in truth he still had some savings left, but he had already understood the cruel reality and how peoples' greed takes the better of them.

"Don't be a stranger, just hop on, I presume you are also traveling to Reddor"

The kind hearted farmer said.

"Alright"

Christopher said, not really understanding why a farmer with a pile of hay would want to traverse the goblin country to reach Reddor, but he didn't really care.

It didn't take long for Christopher to understand why the farmer let him on for free. He just needed a second person to drive while he rested.

All he had to do was hold the reins and wake him up if anything happens.

"See you pull on this to make the mount go right and thus for it to go left"

The farmer explained as he slowly taught him how to control the wagon.

"Brrr! not so violently, do it like this a small tingle, my cutey will understand imedietly"

The farmer said as he stopped the horse from turning the wagon towards the west.

The farmer also gave a ride to others on the road, there was a small group of three women adventurers, two guys whom looked like escaped slaves or something because of the rags they wore and lastly a group of four people whom were visibly bandits.

"Why did you have to take those four, they are filthy bandits"

One of the adventurer women asked the farmer rather angry as she and her sisters in arms sat on the hay.

"How dare you call us bandits, we're respectable adventurers"

One of the bandits said making the other three giggle with his words.

Yup, they were 100% bandit material, but unknown to the others they didn't belong to any group, in reality the four young bandits just left from their village to join a bandit group, but since they had no map, no horses, no experience they begun to travel back and forth the road, robing easy prey and fat sheep.

"Are you two escaped slaves or something?"

One of the bandits asked the two ragged people, one man and one woman.

He however got no response from them as the two people in rags were simply whispering something amongst themselves.

"You the traveller, how were you called Kiris, fetch some food from your magic package"

One of the bandits said, seemingly hungry, of course they too had their own backpacks and probably had their own food, but they were more inclined in eating someone elses supplies.

"Go hunt something"

Christopher said, his voice apathetic, seemingly not being at all afraid of them.

The bandit wanted to go forth and beat him up a little, but he was stopped by his big Bro and their leader.

The three adventurer girls begun to laugh at the bandits, calling them stuff like.

"Even a farmer is not afraid of you"

"A farmer has a bigger dick than you"

"Oh traveller I want to suck on your dick -I'm not homo-"

Their mocking words of course greatly offended the four young bandits, but they did nothing to counter them, only glared at Christopher, whom to them looked like a pushover.

The four bandits weren't foolish enough as to go fight with the adventurers, thus they planned to take out their anger either on the traveller or the two ragged beggars.

As always when the mount, horse-like creature, got tired they would dismount and rest, letting it eat from the hay on the wagon.

The adventurers would go hunting around in search of something to eat, only to return emptyhanded as always.

The bandits would simply loiter around the road, looking for people to rob.

The two ragged beggars and Christopher would help the farmer with little favours, like gathering wood for a fire or looking after the pot.

Christopher would usually add a few of his own materials into the boiling pot, like spices and some preserved meat.

As all the farmer had was potatoes or something that looked like potatoes, the farmer would regularly add some herbs to give it some more taste, but they killed the taste.

Not like the strange potato like vegetable tasted any good to begin with.

"I think I got to go pee"

The farmer said after eating his dew, he ate probably more than anyone in the group, but non complained, after all the pot was his to begin with and he even offered them wooden bowls to eat.

The three adventurer girls and the two beggars thanked the farmer for sharing his food.

As for the bandits they acted as if it was natural to share his food with them.

Christopher or Kiris as he called himself now, he was too preocupied with his own thoughts, in truth even if the farmer hadn't shared food with him he had gathered enough meat and water to last him for months to come, in a way he even shared his own food with them, since he was the cook, even the bandits knew that he added stuff into the soup to make it more edible, after all most of them came from villages and knew how this soup should have tasted.

At first all of them had mistakenly thought that Christopher was a relative of the farmer or something, but it didn't take long to understand that it was not so.

The problem occured when they discovered that he wasn't a warrior or a rogue, meaning that he was either a craftsman or a magic profession.

Of course since he travelled without a weapon, the chance of his being a mage was higher than a craftsman. Thus the bandits didn't act too rushly against him, they had even approached him once with the proposal of sharing the adventurer girls with him if he helped them.

They were now sitting around the fire, the first one to reveal his story was the farmer.

"My name is Palmer, you know long ago I used to be an adventurer like you all, living off of monster corpses and loot, but times changed as the High king became old and the nobles begun to act without any regards to laws"

The man said as he begun his story.

When I was young I wanted to become a famous general, I was a talented shieldsman, thus there was a high chance of me reaching highness, but reality was cruel.

After going through training I discovered that I had a terrifying weakness, each time I saw blood I would faint, funny right, a soldier whom would faint from the first sight of blood.

Of course I could give up and become a farmer, but I decided otherwise, I went and jointed the adventurers' guild.

With our enemies being slimes it was sheldom to see blood, I spent much of my time gathering money and once I had enough I bought my own wagon, thus beggining my new business, transporting goods from one place to another, people pay me money to go to other countries, grab their stuff and return.

I won't say that the money is good but I'm mostly happy for a little company in my travels, if any of you even decides to give up on killing monsters and people, they are more than wellcome to help me out.

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This was Palmer's story, everyone looked at Christopher next, but he didn't even budge, even Palmer's story wasn't exactly something he wanted to hear, he was more interested looking around in case monsters or bandits decided to attack them while they sat by the fire.

It wasn't dark yet, but he simply couldn't feel safe.

In a way he looked more like a wanted criminal than most of them, well in a way he was by the dwarves.

"We're the four Mean brothers from the Jikku village"

The four brothers said, they of course weren't exactly brothers.

"Our village was ransaked and our mothers were raped by bandits, when the village was repopulated we were ostracised by the other village children and people, even our mothers hated us, thus we decided that when we grew up we would become bandits and ransack the village again"

Their story was as moronic as it went, they didn't even mind revealing their plans to us or that they wanted to become bandits, although that meant that they weren't yet bandits.

"We are adventurers, we call our party the "M-Party", and we are Mindy, Manny and May, there's not much to say, our parents were adventurers and we are simply continueing our family's tradition"

One of the girls the one called Mindy said, leaving only the beggars and Christopher left without backstory.

"I'm called Lorrence and we are wanted criminals in Nivava, we are completely innocent I was falsely accused to having kidnapped Airie, but Me and Airie were deep in love even before that damn nobleman wanted to marry her, thus we eloped, but we couldn't find a peaceful life in Nivava, thus we decided to travel towards any other country possible"

The man said as he held his woman tightly and glared at all the others, trying to find if anyone had bad intentions.

"I'm rather amused, I don't really have a reason to tell you anything about myself, but I'll tell you two things first Kiris is not my real name and secondly I'm really dangerous"

Christopher said with a smile, but to his words everyone burst out in laughter, it was simply too moronic or a speech, it's like telling to a bunch of wanted killers that you are a wanted killer too.

In truth every one of them could be considered dangerous and as for names, they don't really give a fuck about them, for all they know every single one of them might be using a fake name.

The bandit bros didn't even give away their names when they introduced themselves.

"Wait don't tell us you are one of those evil mages whom are on the run lately, how were they called the Demon god's Cult or something"

One of the girls suddenly said rather seriously at that.

"What, well I'm a mage, but I believe in God, not some demon"

Christopher retorted, but his words came out somewhat weird.

Not really sure whether he was lying or not the others from that day looked at him with a little fear, they even inspected the food before eating it, in case he did something with the food.

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Back in Elolia, months ago, this is the story of Viki, Elen's friend.

Viki was an Enchantress, her cheat power was rather weird, it was called "Charm animal". Of course she had tried it on monsters, but the skill only worked on already tamed monsters and beasts, making it somewhat useless, especialy since the beasts won't understnad human tongue, mking it impossible for her to command it.

Thus Viki learned four different language skills, for Monsters, beasts, Birds and Fishes.

It might sound like a waste of skill slots, but in reality it was rather entertaining and quickly became useful as all she had to do was buy a few tamed animals to hunt with.

Her elven husband Jenvris was a rather fine fellow, he was intelligent and wasn't a sexual fiend like the other elves. Well there was a small however weakness, he liked men.

Viki however didn't care about it since she didn't want him for his sexual abilities to begin with, she wanted his knowledge and abilities.

Jenvris was a "noble" class, meaning that he could command people and even bestow titles to others, whose levels are bellow his own.

A pity that his level was a pitiful 12, as a commoner he needed 100% more experience to level up than they.

But she did get a title non the less, which he gave her on a wimp.

Elven friend

Raises popularity with all elves, even halves and quasies.

Viki didn't give it much thought at the time, until her best friend Elen went off with her Idea of making a Club to have a good time.

The name GLAM was partly Elen's idea since Giota wanted to Call it Glamorous Club and Elen cut into GLAM.

At first they too were part of the club, even Dina was invited in. But as Elen made connections and new "cooler" friends, she quickly ditched them as she didn't even invite them to the gatherings anymore.

Of course unlike Elen whom hunted with her new friends, Viki didn't have the same luck thus only reaching level 77, around the time they decided to create their own Club.

She and the others of course could not compete with the others on the surface level, but what about inside the dungeon pillar.

Viki and the other two hero girls, begun with simply hunting inside the dungeon pillar.

It was dangerous of course, but with her pets, Giota's Golem and Dina's archery they were enough to establish themselves in the dungeon pillar.

"Lets call our Club the Girls Club"

Giota said while laughting, holding her elven "girlfriend" by the waist like a trophy.

"Sisters Club"

The one whom came with this Idea was Dina, but since her charisma and intelligence was on the low side like Giota's they left the management to Viki.

She was the only one able to Rival Elen even a little, you could say that they were both backstabing venomous snakes, in the future it wouldn't be stange if she too ditches the other two and finds new friends.

Their Sisters Club however wasn't very successful, the moment they distributed the invitations, all the clubs begun to expand into the dungeon pillar, leaving them with what they had to begin with.

Of course the moment they saw Elen and her crownies coming down they felt somewhat happy, but it only lasted for a moment, since they themseves were inferior in numbers to the almost disbanded Glam club.

It was 8 vs 11, the Glam club was simply too well organised and perceived, even now if they throw a party there would be at least a hundred people gathering just to have fun and laugh at the club's new ideas.

In a way Viki too wanted those glittery hair, the colourful modern outfits, that onepiece dress.

But only Elen and her crownies would be stupid enough to wear such clothes in the dungeon pillar.

Viki whom had hunted in the pillar knew full well that without the armor she would have died 9/10 times, the armor even creates an emergency forcefield bubble around them when in grave danger, not to speak of other functions like light, water, storage, it was all that they needed, only problem was that it only came in one design, not the greatest one.

I looked like a one piece swimsuit, like the superheroes wore in comix, the problem is that it looked ridiculous on them, maybe because they tried to hide some skin by wearing things underneath, but in general they looked funny, even worse they only came in one color, but only girls will understand this problem.

Viki and the others were long ready to leave, but Viki was too preocupied with Elen and her crownies, she wanted to know what they were doing.

They stayed simply spying after the Glam Club, while the Glam Club spied on them in turn, but after three days of doing nothing the others wanted to leave.

But how could Viki let her greatest rival be in the lead, even if the vote was against it, she stayed behind, spying on Elen from the shadows like an evil stalker, laughing at them as they couldn't find her.

The others had left her there to do as she liked and went out hunting, although her pets were useful in hunting monsters, but at their levels they could already hunt by themselves in the areas around the Outpost.

Viki had three pets, Two large wolves and an large eagle, she had leveled up her beast and bird language and could now both understand them and speak with them and since they were under her charm power, she didn't care even if they died, which she could even command them to do, unlike hypnotism, the charm had nothing against them killing themselves, they would willingly sucrifice themselves for her affection.

By then she had lost so many pets that she didn't even name them anymore, like she did at first, even the eagles would become easy targets in a jungle terrain.

Of course Viki didn't really care, her elven(somewhat gay) slave husband Jevris and her new husband Albion, whom was a 2nd highness noble like herself.

Albion was a scout and he was the one doing most of the spying around, of course they spend most of their time loitering since Elen's group did nothing substential for days to come.

"Are you sure you want to stay wasting around your time?"

Dina asked her as they returned from their hunt, although the one they really wanted to invite were her two husbands and pets, since she herself was a dead weight in a battle.

"I'll pass, I want to see what that bitch is ploting"

Elen said as she looked opposite to their location at the large tent that was lit up, she could see the shadows of the people inside seemingly having fun.

"I told you that it was useless"

Giota whom was riding a large golem said.

"Well We'll be going then, If you decide to find us, you can come to our usual hunting spot, we will be camping there"

Dina said as they left once again to hunt some more monsters.

"I know she's plotting something"

Viki said as she continued to observe Elen's club.

As the days passed the girls came again to try and persuade her to come hunt, but she was too stuborn, even as they left she still didn't budge even a tiny bit.

"My lady I think you are overthinking stuff, that group of people are simply loitering around, they have even stopped asking for information on the floor since days ago"

Albion said, he was getting bored of the whole situation and he had went strait and asked one of the Glam Club members stait face to face what they were doing, finding out that he too had no idea, probably just waiting until their Diva comes with an Idea for their next move.

"This is what she wants you to believe, she's probably already formulating a plot to rise in popularity, we have to be the first ones to know"

Viki said as she looked at the bored looking people outside Elen's tent.

She was not insane, she understood that Elen might not have told them her plan, or she might not have formed a plan at all, but when she does, Viki will be there to steal it from her.

The days passed once more and the girls returned from hunting again, Dina had build some muscle and Giota was the same riding on her golem.

This time they didn't even try to persuade her they simply greeted her on their way as they went to sell their loot and go hunting again.

"Viki, are you sure that it was worth waiting all this time, just in order to prove yourself right?"

This time it was Jenvris whom was somewhat disatisfied, whom had just returned from the surface level a day ago.

"Shove it, there is movement from across, they seem to be celebrating something, everyone get ready, we are about to follow after them!"

Viki shouted as unknowingly she and her pets begun to follow after the colorful parade, not knowing their plans, but leaving a message to the other girls that she would send them a message through the dwarf bank when she found out more.