As they approached the secondyer, Warden parted ways with Agnes and Jenni, maintaining his role. On theirst day of travel together, they encountered quite a few people, leading him to conclude that being seen with Agnes could jeopardise their n.


    He made sure nothing nasty was left inside Jenni''s channels that would hamper her anymore before departing. The girl had been strangely quiet thest couple of days after her injury. While she sparkled with her bright personality every now and then, she seemed to have made up her mind about bingpliant and docile while interacting.


    Honestly, Warden liked her more when she was more wilful and talked her mind. She probably felt indebted to him for healing her. She even bowed deeply on his departure. Perhaps not opening up to her about his identity was a good choice. Warden deliberated over before departing, but decided against it, thinking she might be confused about how to act with him.


    Warden would rather see her acting as she normally does. Let her be indebted to some imaginary character that I took on to amuse myself... It is likely, that this character will not see the light of day after Ie out of subspace.


    Warden held the broom in hand and muttered. "I''m going to miss you, [Bane of the Cmity], but before I resign, I must find a good candidate to hand over the mantle."


    Moreover, he needed to reunite with his own team, uncertain of how many nights they had endured in the sunless subspace on an empty stomach.


    During his journey, he was unfortunate not to encounter another moonspawn, but he dide across more forsaken. Hisck of moonspawn sightings was likely due to the forsaken, who gathered the moonspawns for some malevolent purpose.


    Regrettably, he lost the chance to further sabotage their ns but continued to eliminate them, nheless. The trolls contributed valuable points to his Recovery, a seemingly divine attribute to possess.


    By the third day of his departure, Warden realised he was somewhat lost. He soared above the tree canopy to ensure no deceit was afoot, eventually stumbling upon a few members of his crew. Not his crew. Marcus''s crew.


    May, the half-elf healer, and Cole, the runesmith of their group, were besieged by gigantic centipede-like creatures, each towering over a metre tall and capable of growing up to a dozen metres. Fortunately, several soldiers were with them, sparing them from facing the demonic beasts with their limitedbat skills.


    Warden acknowledged the healer''s proficiency; she adeptly cast barriers and wards to contain the monsters, while Cole demonstrated his mastery of several spells, aiding the soldiers inbating the centipedes. Unfortunately, his spells weren''t potent enough or else they wouldn''t be in this predicament in the first ce.


    Still, they might have managed to fend off these creatures on their own, though not without sustaining injuries. Warden wouldn''t have been surprised if some had lost limbs. The centipede monsters, with their numerous appendages for swift movement and tough exoskeletons, were formidable adversaries that no ordinary mage could despatch with just a few spells.


    One of the warriors wielded fire-based powers, yet his mes struggled to make an impact on the segmented insectoids.


    Without hesitation, Warden dived directly onto a centipede as it gnawed through May''s ward. His heavyweight made the huge monster mp on the ground as it let out arge squeak. Warden silenced it by shoving his broom to pierce the weak points between the segments of the creature. He pushed for his intent and pierced the creature in half.


    Dark blood spattered in spray as he flew off before any of it could stain him.


    "Good evening, fe," he said. "Did you miss me?"


    May shot him a look, taking more than a few seconds to recognise him. It wasn''t her fault; Warden had be quite forgettable.


    "You!" May eximed, her memory momentarily failing her. "Janitor, where did youe from?"


    "Let''s talk after we finish this," Cole shouted, overwhelmed by two centipedes.


    "Okay, give me a moment," Warden replied, brandishing two brooms. "I need to bring out my A-game."


    Both brooms had transformed, their ends extending into des, now resembling a quarterstaff more than anything. Warden unleashed his full potential, skewering the creatures at their segments or eyes. Relying on his physical prowess and augmenting his movements with Anti-gravity runes, he kept multiple foes at bay.


    His arrival was a relief to the crew of four, who, bolstered by his presence, dispatched the horde of centipedes in under five minutes.


    [Essence Harvested!]


    [+2.3 Dexterity]


    [+1.2 Strength]


    [+0.3 Spirit.]


    "These monsters yielded more essence than most dungeon creatures I''ve encountered," Warden mused, purifying the fifth from his body with his Light power. It had slightly weakened throughout the times he used it on himself and Jenni to heal her wounds. He hadn''t had the opportunity to use the quintessence of light again. Nevertheless, his regeneration and recovery abilities remained potent.


    "I don''t recall you possessing a light element," May observed, her gaze sharp.


    "It''s this janitor''s fortune that you remember me at all, Lady May," Warden greeted her.


    May snorted as she attended to herpanions'' wounds. They were minor fleshly wounds. She only needed to throw a few spells to heal.


    Once done, she faced him again. "So, aside from being a mysterious fighter and a cook, you''re a healer too, huh?"


    "Barely," Warden admitted. "I''ve learned that one needs powerful cleansing abilities to eradicate the filth from existence. I still have a long way to go, as my power is, but a tricklepared to the brilliance of Lady May."


    "Okay, this is getting a bit cringeworthy," May said with a re. "Speak normally."


    "This is normal, Mydy," Warden said. "Anyway, I have a few questions regarding healing, I hope mydy can enlighten this poor Janitor."


    May narrowed her eyes,looking at him suspiciously. "Did you acquire the light attribute after entering the subspace?"


    "You can say that. While there''s no fortune without embracing the misfortunes, I can safely say the fortune outweighs the great power of light that I wield."


    Honestly, Warden naturally changed the way he spoke when he descended on the battle. he wasn''t like that with Agnes, which was mostly because she knew his real identity. Well, considering he was in a role, he didn''t correct himself. Besides, he thought the ent and the way of his speech were required for his role to work.


    "So mydy, will you help this poor janitor in rifying some mysteries of the art of healing?" Warden said. "The subject is so fascinating andplicated that I cannot fathom how to advance in this path without your help."


    Warden genuinely required some rification on how to use the healing on another person. While his instinct did let him do some of his power on others, it wasn''t by any means as intimate as hisbat powers. Which could only mean that his mysterious fourth power wasn''t healing.


    May snorted. "Make me something great to eat and I''ll think about it."


    Warden smiled. It was as they say the door to one''s heart was through their stomach.


    "The poor janitor is at your service..."