Yes, that was indeed the word he used. Buying. Even thinking of it made Sen sick. “So I must destroy more Furibons to earn a Crest,” he said, refusing to entertain the other possibilities.
“Your Majesty may also contact the fomors if they are desperate,” Jules said. “The fomor Mag Mell created artificial items called Dark Crests, which break the level ceiling, but come with dangerous side-effects.”
The fomors? Those upstart fairies who pretended they had created the world when obviously dragons did it first? Sen despised them as much as he did the lich. “Could a quest with a princess yield a Crest?”
“I’m afraid I cannot say. Crests are generated by the system without warning.”
“Minion Kyle, we will try to fetch a Crest while hunting princesses.”
“Princesses?” Manling Kyle picked up. “
