699 To Make A God

Eleven hours later Archimedes and Circe were watching in a sort of tired shock as the actions of the Guardsman were becoming increasingly outlandish.

At this time he was cleaning the entire cave they were temporarily hanging around before he was to be deployed, the Guardsman had already begun preparing dinner in the adjourning cave, and before long with his powers of a Pyre Lord, this cave now resembled a clean but rustic palace, because as Circe had found out, this Guardsman was a Master Artisan, and he was carving an entire house inside the cave.

"Did you need to tell him to make himself useful?" Circe snapped at the Lightning Kirin.

Archimedes did not reply for a while, still staring in shock at the Guardsman before retorting, "How was I to know the effect of your Rune would be so… comprehensive? I thought he would be by the side twiddling his thumbs, but it seems he really wants to be useful."