The Paladin in the Abyss

Chapter 111 Master-Servant Contract

"how about it, take me with you?" eckmond, the talking skeleton, scanned everyone with hopeful eyes, "i don't consume your provisions, nor do i take up much space. if you need to fight, my forehead is much harder than it looks. and, although it's hard to believe, my bite is quite strong.

occasionally, some corpses here get up again, and these guys usually don't like me, but now they've turned into shattered bones..."

"a strange talking skeleton." kalalin turned to lancelot, "but i've heard that mimir is indeed very useful to adventurers. shall we take him, lancelot?" continue your saga on empire

"why not?" lancelot shrugged, "i've heard talkative guys aren't usually that bad."

"yahoo!!! that's great!" the skeleton rejoiced, spinning in midair, "you're called lancelot, right? from now on, may i call you my boss?"

"uh, sure."

"hey, wait, that's not right! how come there was no reaction?" eckmond, confused, swayed in midair, looking as if an invisible hand were slapping his skeleton head, "could you please take off the transformation ring on your right finger, and let's do it again?"

"do what again?" lancelot cautiously asked, "why should i take off the transformation ring?"

"let me call you boss again." eckmond seemed equally puzzled, "i... i don't understand why, but i'm quite sure it's important, and it's likely your transformation ring interfering."

lancelot considered for a moment and took off the ring, but before doing so, he mobilized his true qi to protect his entire body, enhanced his spirit perception to the maximum, and silently activated the ice heart technique, which is particularly effective against psychic attacks, to guard against any unforeseen events.

a flash of magical light passed, and lancelot's form changed back to that of a human knight.

"hello, handsome! um... so, may i call you boss from now on?"

"sure."

he had such requests too, lancelot silently commented to himself, but he readily agreed.

lancelot put on the transformation ring again, and so his wings, claws, and... other parts that a succubus would have grew out again.

eckmond let out a whistle.

"boss, i must say, you look absolutely stunning in your transformed state, if i didn't know you were actually a guy... no, why should i worry about these things..."

lancelot decided to ignore this chatty fellow for the moment. he placed the dimensional bag on the ground, allowing everyone to re-enter it, so he could take them all to the platform at the edge of the pit of bones, where the secret passage's entrance was actually located.

"uh, boss, i also have a dimensional space inside me, so i can't go into that bag," the skeletal head eckmond circled above the dimensional bag, "how about you carry me instead?"

lancelot realized this skeleton was not only talkative but also lecherous. he picked up the dimensional bag with one hand and the skeletal head with the other, and, flapping his wings, he flew upwards.

leaving that pile of bones eased a very oppressive feeling in his heart. although he didn't show any abnormalities, he always felt there was something not quite right about the bones beneath his feet, yet he couldn't pinpoint what was abnormal since he hadn't stood on other piles of bones.

lancelot pulled his companions out of the dimensional bag one by one, and it seemed everyone felt much lighter. bruto surveyed the surroundings and asked,

"where's the entrance to the secret passage?"

"right behind you." old reap lifted up a tarpaulin hanging on the rock wall, revealing a dark hole behind it.

"uh, isn't this a bit too obvious?" the dwarf was a bit stunned, "aren't the entrances to secret passages supposed to be very hidden, appearing only when you recite a spell or move a mechanism or something?"

"ah, those kinds of things used to exist, but everyone found it simpler to break the mechanism than to learn the language of the jackals," the werewolf shrugged, "and who would come here for no reason, right?"