Redo! Last Chance for a Dying World!

Chapter 117: Marvels of the Grimoires

Zolis quickly pulled Peter's attention from him before they had the chance to talk anymore. Geth turned his head to Luke, who was patiently waiting for him to the side.

"Hi, Dad."

"Hey, Son." Geth put his free hand on the boy's shoulder while inspecting him. He had grown quite fit while they'd been gone, most likely due to the Grimoire's interference.

He pulled his son in and held him for a moment, "I've missed you, boy. Have you been doing alright?"

"Yeah! Papi has even helped me learn to fight! I killed my own Goblin!" Luke let out excitedly.

"Oh yeah? That's great!" Geth tousled his hair, causing the boy to blush.

Most people wouldn't like the idea of an 8-year-old child killing, but Geth was glad for Til exposing him to it. It was much better to be prepared than caught off guard.

"And what did your Mom think about that?" Geth chuckled as he asked.

"Mmm, she told me to treat it like when Filthy took me hunting."

Geth nodded. That was an excellent way to look at it to get started. The only fault he could find was that the creatures were still humanoid.

'It wouldn't be good to think of all races outside of humans as creatures to be hunted.' Geth pictured Larz's pointy ears and the elves and dwarves chained up in his dreams.

He would introduce the people to Larz soon enough. Still, he didn't want to reveal his inhuman nature until speaking with the man about it.

"How've ya been, young man? It's been mighty quiet 'round the Dungeon without you. Where the hell are we?" Bruce hobbled over and asked him.

Geth quickly noticed that the man carried a thick club and used it as a walking stick. He looked down and saw that Bruce had made a peg leg out of metal and hide.

Bruce spoke up before Geth could. The man tapped on his leg with the club, "Aye, it's the best I can do fer now, but I'll make an improvement one day."

Geth nodded and then responded to the man's second question, "We are in a safe place. I'll explain everything when we get to the Tower."

Geth pointed over his shoulder as Bruce shifted his gaze. The man gave a thumbs up with his free hand and began walking that way, with the others following.

Jen walked up beside him as he turned and headed towards the Tower with Zolis and the kids. She didn't say anything, so he took the initiative.

"Thanks for keeping the kids for us. They didn't cause too much trouble, did they?" He asked.

"Not at all. In fact, once the kids began using their Grimoires, there was no longer any need to do much outside of feeding them.

They are still immature, of course, but they've become competent. Peter, in particular, has blown my mind."

Geth glanced over at Peter, holding Zolis' hand and walking confidently beside her. The boy seemed to feel his stare and turned to smile at him.

Geth couldn't help but marvel at the intelligence shown in his eyes. He smiled back and turned his head back to Jen.

"And what about the baby?" He looked at the now four or five-month-old child asleep in her arms.

Jen pressed her free palm to her forehead before responding. "Would you believe it if I told you she picked up her crib not long after she unlocked her Grimoire?"

Geth raised his eyebrows as a slight smirk appeared on his face. "You actually let the baby break a monster core?"

"No, you can blame Peter for that one." She looked at the little boy who was still looking towards them. Peter caught the gaze and quickly looked away.

Geth couldn't help but laugh again. It looks like his kids had caused some headaches after all.

"And did all of you have time to go hunting?"

"Yes, almost everyone here has already chosen a Class, including your children. Most of us were very excited when we found out there were Classes that didn't involve fighting.

Your Mom, for instance. She had the option to choose the Farmer Class. She gains experience through her crops becoming fully fertilized or creating a new crop species."

Geth was once again amazed at the Grimoires' capabilities. 'Would humans even stand a chance in this world without them?'

'I highly doubt it!' He heard Albus call to him telepathically.

During all of this, Geth's other self spoke with Larz. He wanted to make sure that he understood the city before speaking to the crowd.

"So, what you're telling me is, this city is actually designed to fend off waves of monsters?" Geth asked with a frown on his face.

"Yes, Dungeons were also designed with a similar function in mind. Though most only have a single entrance, and it would end terribly if the entrance was overrun." Larz responded.

"Why haven't there been any issues up to this point? And you said designed, who's design."

"I don't have the answer to your second question. I can feel that most of this information is new to me. I don't even remember my life before you touched the Gem."

Larz scrunched his face again, slightly in pain. It seemed that every time he tried to recall his past, he felt some form of discomfort.

"I'm sorry," Geth said sadly. "Please, continue when you're ready."

Larz nodded and gathered his thoughts again.

"The protective Formations will eventually be eaten away by the surrounding Mana. The Dungeons alone only have a year, at most before the Mana has found them."

Larz's image in Geth's mind closed his eyes again before continuing.

"By my estimates, with all ten Dungeons coming together, the Tower can provide double that time. 

On top of that, there are many functions that the city can provide. These include defense, offense, research, living, and of course, crafting."

Geth's other self nodded as he took in the information. He continued to learn as much as he could from Larz as the group made their way to the Tower.