Chapter 373

Chapter 373

“Well, didn’t that go great?” He asked as he turned to his companions, with Thera seeming to mostly agree while the other three were left with complicated expressions painted across their faces. “What? Did that not go great?”

While he did have the minor bit of disappointment that despite all he'd done he hadn't completed his quest and he never actually got the broken bits of his used-up bombs back, as far as he could see the rest was a complete win, though it didn't appear that was the consensus.

“Er, it’s not that man, it’s just...”

Jake trailed off while Amy finished the thought on their minds for him, seeming more disappointed in herself than anything. “It felt like we were being carried for a lot of that, which isn’t great since this was at least partially meant to be training for us as well.”

They’d done bits at least, with Jake handling a lot of the first floor while Jake and Amy both had helped with the third, but the last two had been handled entirely by Thera and Ben, with that not even mentioning just how key they’d been in every other floor too. A situation like that couldn’t help but leave them with complicated feelings. Feelings Ben was happy to shrug away.

“Hey, take it from me, having an easier time is nothing to complain about,” He told them. “If you’re going to be doing twelve towers total then I’m pretty sure you’ll have plenty of moments when you look back on this and think about how much you wish the others could go this well. Besides, even if you didn’t get to train your skills as much as you wanted, you got both your levels and your blessings which was the main goal, right?”

“Yeah, you’re right, you’re right,” Jake sighed. “I can only imagine how much we’re going to be forced to train when we get back home though. I can already see Vasta working me to death since I didn’t get any levels to my non-affinity magic like we’d hoped.”

“I’ll remember you fondly,” Ben said solemnly before breaking back into a grin. “But anyway, since you guys will be hitting, what? Three or four more towers before things go down? You should put an order in with me before you do, just in case you’re all separated again and I’m not there to risk life and limb to save the day.”

He meant it in a light, positive way, what he’d gone through on the second floor weighing on his mind no more than any other violent event he’d needed to deal with on the world, but it had the opposite effect for the three of them as they remembered not only how little they’d been able to do, but that one of them would have died if he hadn’t been around.

“We’ll do that,” Amy told him, giving a small nod. “But for now we should probably find Uliel and Vasta, I can only imagine they’ve been pulling out their hair waiting for us to get out.”

“Of course I leveled my spiritual earth magic, it wasn’t like I’d waste that on my earth sense,” She told him, more trying to detract him with something else entirely than give in to what he really wanted to know. “And the blessing leveled that one up anyway, plus my coordination, mana recovery rate enhancement, calculation and cleaning.”

“Thera,” He began in a singsong voice. “You’re hiding a job from me.”

“Ugh, can I just not say?”

“You can, but my delicate feelings will shatter like glass.”

“Gods above, fine. It’s...”

She trailed off, muttering the words and leaving them all but indecipherable to his ears.

“I’m sorry, it’s what?”

“It was earth princess, okay?”

A small gasp of air escaped him before he could get himself under control, though it didn’t escape her notice. “So that was the only one you got after the earth master job huh? Wonder why it worked out like that?”

It was with that small question that she finally admitted everything, from the title she’d gained out of nowhere to every spirit on the world seemingly deciding together that she was their princess for reasons she could never get a clear answer on, and how both of those things seemed to have affected the job option she had as Ben listened as carefully as he could until he couldn’t take it anymore and burst into laughter, keeping it up all the way back to Stonewall.