Reincarnated at Level Two Million - Chapter 99

Zell told Donovan of his travels and adventures since they last met. Of his time among the gods and with the dragons. His current quest of saving the world and everything else he could think of. The two talked until the sun set and darkness filled the island.

“Looks like we have talked so much we lost track of time.” Zell said. “We should head back to the house of black and rest up for the night.” Zell looked around; he did not see Qamra anywhere. He had lost track of her as he was talking to Donovan. “Qamra?” He shouted hoping she was near-by.

“Your friend went over behind that building and fell asleep.” Donovan said. “I think we bored her with our chatter.”

Zell walked over to where Donovan said Qamra was and found her curled into a ball on the ground sleeping soundly. He walked over and squatted down next to her. He placed his hand on her shoulder and gently shook her. “Wake up.” He said to her.

She opened her eyes slowly; she had passed out hours ago during their conversation. “Are you finally done talking?” She said while yawning.

“Yeah, sorry.” Zell said. “Thank you for saving the old man.” Zell took her hand and helped her up. “We are going to the house of black for the night, would you like to come?”

“Might as well.” Qamra replied. She followed Zell back around to Donovan and the three of them departed the city and headed back to the house.

When they got inside Zell stopped in the entrance. “The kitchen is well stocked; I can throw together a meal if anyone is hungry. I know I am.” He said as his stomach growled, having not eaten all day.

“Food sounds nice.” Donovan said. “I don’t know if that god fed this old body once, but I hunger as if he did not.”

“I could eat as well.” Qamra said.

“Alright then you two head into the dining room over there and I will see what I can do in the kitchen.”

When Zell walked in the kitchen, he expected to find pantries and refrigerators full to the brim with all manner of meats and vegetables. What he found though was a kitchen barren of anything edible and the only piece of equipment in the kitchen was a single large caldron. There was no stove, no oven, there was nothing used for cooking.

He scratched his head as he tried to figure out how Lucille always made such massive and amazing meals with nothing. “Does she catch everything fresh daily?” He asked aloud. “But how would she cook it?” He thought and remembered he could now conquer fire in his hands. The method of cooking was simple, she used magic.

[I know I will just use my new teleportation spell to go to the kingdom of Kermonth and pick up some food.] He thought to himself. He then remembered how Qamra instructed him to use teleportation and found himself instantly transported to the streets of Kermonth.

It was exactly as he remembered it from his last time there. As he walked the streets, which were lit by magical lanterns, he saw that most of the vendors had shuddered their shops for the night. Discouraged, he was about to lose hope until he heard the sounds of laughter and talking coming from a pub near his location.

He walked over to it and went inside. As he entered the pub went silent for just a moment as everyone looked him over. Recognizing who he was they went on about their business.

“You that guy from Neuval right?” The barkeep yelled at Zell from the bar. “Come on in, the king has instructed us that if we were to have seen you, everything would be on his tab. So, what can I get you?”

“Thank you.” Zell replied. “I am actually looking for some food.”

“That I can help you with.” The barkeep said. He then reached below the counter and pulled out a menu. “What will be your choice then?” He said while handing Zell the menu.

Zell looked it over and picked multiple items he thought everyone would enjoy. He pointed out each to the barkeep and the barkeep wrote each item down on a tiny piece of paper and then took it into the back. He returned a few moments later.

“It’ll be about thirty minutes.” The barkeep said while picking up a glass to clean. “Would you care for a drink while you wait?”

“No, I am fine.” Zell said. “You can tell me what everyone is celebrating here, I could use a bit of good news.”

“Our little princess Samantha has been named queen of Tarm.” The barkeep said while smiling from ear to ear. “I can’t believe that little rascal has subdued one of our oldest, most fierce rivals. It just makes me so proud. She has made the whole kingdom proud.”

“Wait… What now?!” Zell asked with a puzzled look. “I sent them to Tarm to gain an alliance, not conquer it.”

“Apparently it was a glorious sight.” The barkeep said. “The dwarf would not stand for any of the king’s insults and cleaved him straight in two. Then due to the horrible state of the kingdom they begged our princess to become their queen. It must have been a glorious thing to behold. I am only sad that I could not witness her ascension to the throne myself. It takes place in two days, and I could not leave my bar for that long.”

“Two days huh?” Zell said. “I should go.”

“It would take at least a week by horse.” The barkeep said. “I am afraid you have missed your chance.”

“Don’t worry about me.” Zell laughed. “I am slightly faster than a horse.”

“If you say so.” The barkeep replied and continued working on cleaning his bar while they waited for Zell’s food to finish. When he came back out of the kitchen with the food, it was wrapped in paper and tied with twine. “Here is your food. It’s quite a lot for one guy, are you sure you’re going to be able to eat it all?”

“It’s for my friends and I.” Zell said as he took the package.

“Oh, staying at a local inn with some buddies?” He asked.

“Something like that.” Zell said with a smile and vanished via teleportation.

The barkeep dropped the glass he had picked back up to clean at the sight of Zell vanishing. “Where did he go…?” The barkeep said, perplexed.

Back at the house of black Zell reappeared in the kitchen with his package of food. He took some plates down from the shelves and plated everything nicely. He walked out into the dinning room carrying the plates.

“I hope everyone is hungry.” Zell said as he placed the plates down in front of Donovan and Qamra. “Sorry, that took so long. The pantry was a bit more barren than I had thought.”

“That is quite alright.” Donovan said, picking up his fork preparing to dig in. “Having spent so many years in a dungeon this food looks divine.”

“It is a bit skimpy of a meal, but it will suffice.” Qamra said, looking down at her plate.

Zell found him a seat and started to eat as well. He was impressed by the quality of the food. Coming from a pub he did not have grand expectations of quality. “So, I will be headed to the city of Tarm tomorrow.” Zell said.

“Tarm?” Donovan asked. “Any particular reason you wish to travel to that armpit of a kingdom?”

“Yeah, I have some companions there.” Zell explained. “One of them is going to be crowned queen in a couple of days. I would like to be there for her. Plus, it sounds like they had a rough time, and I would like to check in on them.”

“I understand.” Donovan said. “Would it be a bother if I stayed here and read some books from the dragon’s library? I am sure they have a marvelous selection of tomes. There is no telling what type of magic I may discover here.”

“If that is your wish, do it.” Zell said. “What about you, Qamra?”

“I can accompany you if you desire, or I can stay here and watch over the old human.” She said. “There is no telling what sort of trouble he may get into if left… unattended.”

“Hey!” Donovan protested. “I am not some child that needs to be baby sat! I am a grown man! Have some respect for your elders!”

“She didn’t mean it like that.” Zell said.

“Yes, I did.” Qamra said. “He is a tiny human in the halls of dragons, forces he has no idea how to manage.”

“You can stay and watch him then.” Zell said. “Keep him safe for me.”

“Hey!” Donovan shouted again.

“I am glad you see the wisdom in my words..” Qamra replied.