Chapter 120

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chapter 120 “wait what? do demons take prisoners?” he asked in shock. “then we have to save them!” he yelled, getting a look from will as he did and quickly explaining what he’d learned. “that doesn’t mean we can just do nothing! i’ll follow my skill and we’ll figure something out on the way so warn us if you see anything ahead. if they die before we can get there then we’ll leave. will, come on, we need to get going.” they started running but it was apparent that ben couldn’t keep up with will’s speed so again his friend carried him as ben passed on the information he’d gotten from his god. it looked like there was forty of them in a deep cave system and they were being left alone, save for small, snake like creatures the demons had feeding off them, with thera getting the worst of it, five being attached to her unlike the others who got one each, and hers were being changed out frequently. but why is she getting the worst of it? he thought to his god. are they trying to poison or kill her in particular? so you don’t know what these things are? damn it, and there’s nothing you can do? if you’re already going to be outnumbered when the war really starts it’s not like you need to bring an army right? what, why? what does that even mean? that’s what i thought. i’m not just doing nothing myriad, so you and those other gods can put your heads together and see if you can think of anything for now while i try and work out what i can. with that his god left to figure out what he could with the other gods, while ben reflected on what he could achieve after filling will in. the fact that he was no fighter was showing its ugly head again. he’d only gotten knife wielding and at the zeroth level there wasn’t much use in it, not to mention his only knife was still at camp, which meant that if he was going to fight it would be as a craftsman. the only question was how. if they did go back to the camp there was a chance they might be able to grab some supplies, but there was always the chance there were demons still there, especially if they were being led by an invader. there was also the question of how dangerous that one would be. given that it had presumably grown up in the wilds of this world as opposed to whichever one they’d normally come from, it couldn’t be that smart. he didn’t care what weird rules this universe played by, unless knowledge was passed on, you could only know the things you’d learned for yourself. if that was the case, then what did ben know? he didn’t have a way to put his smithing knowledge to use out in the middle of the woods, and as for enchanting, he might be able to pull something off with his magic rings and if he learned the skills will possessed, but he wasn’t sure he could make a weapon out of that. knowledge from earth? it hadn’t proved itself to be exceptionally helpful in his life yet. he just hadn’t learned anything in his old world that would be useful to his new reality, with the exception of a couple of things that might make him some wealth if he was to replicate them on this world. if thera was here he was sure she could cause some chaos with her magic, even out here he could probably create a makeshift staff or two that could handle a single spell, but she was one of the ones he needed to save. maybe he could work out a plan through the gods once he got to her, but he needed to get through all of those demons first. so what did he have? was there anything he was good at that he could put to use, maybe to cull their numbers a bit? actually, he thought, inspiration striking him. maybe my usual way would work here?

Chapter 120

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