CH205

“Um, sweetheart? Why is he so depressed? He’s the one that asked for this.”

“I have no idea,” Thera answered her father as they both stared at Ben on his hands and knees in front of what he’d asked Abrus to make for them after their victory, seemingly dealing with a deep internal struggle. “Ben, why does a metal cart have you so upset?”

“It’s not the cart, it’s what the cart represents,” He said as he pulled himself together. “Namely how pointless it was to spend all of that time making a bike.”

He realised it when Thera had thrown them both around during their guild promotion quest. Her control of her magic was now great enough that they could use something like this to get around, a cart with a couple of seats in the front and plenty of room in the back for storage, able to be driven through her magic so long as it was made of metal.

He explained it all and watched as her eyes lit up before getting on, completely ignoring his depression about the bike, and with staff in hand moving it forward and directing it as she went.

“Okay, this is the best idea you’ve ever had,” She told him excitedly as she got off, seeing that it would work as well as he seemed to think.

“It’s hard to express just how many better and more important ideas I’ve had than this, but I’m glad you’re happy with it at least. Since moving it comes down to your own power it shouldn’t need to stop so long as you’re awake, and it won’t be limited to the speed and needs of animals. Honestly, I’m hopeful it can cut the time going from the gate to stonewall down to around two days, but I guess we’ll see.”

“Then let’s get going, I want to try this out!” She laughed, eager to see how things would go with it.

With everything they needed to do basically done they said their goodbyes to her family, Thera placing special emphasis on saying goodbye to her baby cousin before she put on her cloak and they went on their way off to collect all of the books Ben had ordered.

“This is insane. You’re insane. How are you going to ever read all of these?” Thera asked as she watched him pile crates of books into the back of the cart, suddenly understanding why he’d asked for so much space when something smaller would have been more convenient for them.

“They’re mostly for reference if I ever need them, but I’m also going to work on getting the speed reading skill at some point. Combining it with my other skills should make reading a book a day a breeze.”

“You know, one day your brain is going to blow up if you keep gaining mind skills, and while everyone’s mourning you not a single person is going to be surprised.”

“With how Myriad keeps telling me nothing the system does is harmful I’m pretty sure I’ll get away without any damage.”

“Fine, then your mind is going to keep warping and changing until it’s unrecognizable. No damage, just the weirdest thing in existence.”

“Myriad, want to refute that?”

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“Fuck.”

“Told you,” She said as she laughed, getting all the context she needed from his reply before they started making their way through the city towards the gate.

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