Missing Baron
Outside the gaming Dungeon, the Mana Knight Rederic, Alistair, Cedric, Eldric, Gideon, Ivander, Jasper, and Mage Marcus stood together, their eyes fixed on the screen.
They were surrounded by a group of soldiers, maids, strong men, and the always-watchful Butler Mendez.
They all held their breath, waiting for the message that would appear on their holographic wristbands.
As the hologram flickered to life, a collective tension filled the air.
The words appeared before them, glowing in a blue light.
[ Game Time is Up!
[ Please come back tomorrow and I hope you enjoyed your time…
[ Would you like to just watch? (Yes) or (No) ]
The message echoed through the quiet place outside the gaming dungeon.
Obviously, most were not interested, as they wanted to discuss the things they had all experienced and inside the gaming dungeon.
Jasper let out a sigh of relief, his face showing both tiredness and a hint of victory. "Phew! I didn't expect to have so much fun today. I can't believe I actually got used to fighting those annoying facehuggers..."
Eldric, his friend by his side, smirked in response. "Don't pretend, Jasper. We all struggled against those facehuggers. They were scary, always hiding and ready to attack. I almost died a few times..."
Ivander joined in, his frustration clear in his voice. "Those creatures were so annoying. I can't forget their nonstop attacks. They were like a constant annoyance..."
Meanwhile, Marcus, Alistair, Cedric, and Gideon sat together, enjoying a meal. They talked with a mix of frustration and longing. They discussed how, no matter how many facehuggers they faced, they couldn't absorb their blood and level up to the coveted ninth level.
Alistair slammed his fist against the table in frustration. "It's maddening! We've faced so many facehuggers, yet we still can't reach that difficult ninth level. What else do we need to do?"
Cedric nodded, his eyes filled with determination. "I've tried everything, every plan and tactic, but it seems like there's something we're missing. We need to figure it out."
Gideon sighed, his voice tinged with disappointment. "I thought we were getting closer with each battle, but it feels like we're stuck in this never-ending cycle. It's disheartening."
Marcus, the wise mage, offered his perspective. "Maybe there's a hidden clue we've missed, a secret we haven't discovered yet..."
Alistair, Gideon, and Cedric would nod, feeling like there was something they needed to uncover too.
They all reached level eight as Mana Knight, but somehow, they can't go past level eight and reach level nine because they cannot absorb the blood of facehuggers.
Their words poured out with a mix of disappointment, each voice carrying the weight of unmet expectations. Yet, amidst their frustration, they found a glimmer of enjoyment.
They cherished the friendship and the moments they had experienced in the game, wishing they could have played for longer.
Suddenly, their attention turned to Rederic, who had been watching his wrist hologram from the sidelines.
"Hey, Rederic, come and join us," they called out, their voices filled with warmth and inclusion.
Not even looking at them, Mana Knight Rederic would reply, "Don't worry about me." His voice was serious, soothing, and calm, gazing fixedly at the hologram from his futuristic bracelet, "I'm keeping a close eye on Baron, watching him fight. He's incredibly talented.."
As Rederic's voice trailed off, a silence fell over Alistair, Cedric, Eldric, Gideon, Ivander, Jasper, and Mage Marcus.
Their surroundings sound coming from their own voices faded away as they focused on the surroundings, trying to find where the young Baron Wallace was.
The realization hit them like a cold breeze — Baron Wallace was nowhere to be found.
The assumption that he was preoccupied with other matters shattered like fragile glass.
He had been inside his dungeon after all?
In unison, their eyes turned to Butler Mendez, the ever-watchful guardian of the young Baron's actions.
"Did the young Baron enter his dungeon?" Mage Marcus asked, his question landed heavily on the butler's ear.
The others nodded in agreement, their anticipation to Butler's answer was palpable.
Butler Mendez, aware of their intentions, cleared his throat and met each of their expectant faces. "Yes, sir, the young Baron ventured inside..."
A wave of curiosity surged through them like a wildfire blazing through dry grass. Questions swirled in their minds, each more intense than the last.
How skilled was Baron Wallace in combat?
What fighting style did he use?
Could he survive the dangerous depths of the dungeon?
How long can he last inside?
But Marcus, always curious, wasn't satisfied yet. His voice cut through the mounting anticipation.
"Has he been trained well, Butler?"
His words were like an aircraft carrier ready to strike in a single call, like a waiting pause awaiting Butler Mendez's response. However, before the loyal butler could speak a word, Rederic interjected, his voice brimming with conviction. ''He's more than just skilled. He's precise, patient, calm and a very formidable warrior...''
Silence fell…
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The words spoken by their companion Mana Knight Rederic, struck Alistair, Cedric, Eldric, Gideon, Ivander, Jasper, and Mage Marcus like a sudden shock.
They couldn't help but be astonished by the idea that Wallace, the new Baron, was a powerful warrior.
The weight of Rederic's comment seemed to freeze their brains, causing a brief pause in their discussion.
Rederic, a commanding and wise man, exuded confidence and wisdom. Every word he spoke carried the weight of truth and honesty, serving as a guiding light for those around him.
Although he wasn't known for giving excessive words, his serious demeanor and unwavering dedication to his duties made his words even more significant.
The group of Mana Knights exchanged glances, their eyes filled with curiosity and disbelief.
Could it be true?
Without hesitation, they activated the futuristic bracelets on their wrists.
The bracelets emitted a soft hum and projected a captivating hologram that hovered before them, casting a mystical glow in the dim room.
As the hologram appeared, they scanned through the displayed names, searching for Wallace's presence among the vast amount of data.
One name flickered past and the second one—Baron Wallace, written in illuminated letters.
The group's attention shifted, their gazes fixed on the holographic projection.
Rederic's endorsement had sparked their interest, fueling a sense of anticipation within each of them.
Could this young Baron truly possess the skills and abilities that Rederic spoke of?
The answer was before them, waiting to be revealed.
In unison, the Mana Knights leaned forward, their eyes locked on the hologram.
They watched intently as Wallace's image materialized—a young man walking calmly.
His posture exuded confidence, his movements were relaxed and his eyes burned with determination.
The bustling place fell silent, with only the faint hum of the bracelets and their soft gasps breaking the quietude.
Every movement, every subtle expression on Wallace's holographic face was scrutinized, as if they could uncover the truth of Rederic's claim through this mere projection.