These Familiars Are Strange

Though I had taken the rest with confidence, I really didn't know what to do with them.

There was a reason why neither Iris or Wang Rong took these things.

It was simply because they wouldn't know what to do with them either.

Unlike the materials that could be made into armour and medicine, these items were just scrap items that couldn't really be used for much.

Well, it wasn't as if they were complete scrap items since they were still rare items. These were items that had an abundance of mana in them, so they weren't normal items.

The problem was that they didn't have a conventional use.

They were things like eyeballs, tails, and such.

These things really didn't work well with armour and if they were used in potions, they would have strange effects.

So they weren't things that were used that often.

Since this was the case, I really didn't know where I was supposed to go to process these things. With the way that I was wandering around, it almost seemed like I was some kind of lost child wandering around the camp.

If it wasn't for the badge that was on my chest showing that I was a member of the Abyss Guards and even a sergeant, then someone certainly would have tried to shoo me away.

Though I did receive quite a few strange looks.

After all, it wasn't as if it was normal to see a sergeant wandering around like this.

For the other sergeants, they had the connections that they had built up over time.

It wasn't the same for me since I hadn't even been here that long. There just wasn't the time for me to make these connections because of the fast promotion that I received.

So I really didn't know what to do with these items that I was carrying.

In the end, I didn't have to do anything.

"Young man, those are some strange things that you're holding there."

I was surprised to hear this and I even had to look around to make sure that whoever was talking was actually talking to me. But eventually I saw that there was a one eyed old man who was waving at me.

I pointed at myself to make sure that he was even talking to me and he just gruffly waved his hand as if he was telling me to come over.

There was a moment of hesitation that came over me as I didn't know what this one eyed old man even wanted, but eventually I went over to see.

After all, this was the camp of the Abyss Guards.

It wasn't as if anyone would be able to infiltrate this place that easily and they wouldn't do anything crazy.

This was a place that was considered the frontlines against the Abyss, a place that many people paid attention to. There were plenty of powerful people in this camp at any time.

After walking over, I couldn't help being surprised by the things that were inside of this one eyed old man's tent.

Most of this surprise came from the fact that I just didn't recognize the things that were here.

I tried figuring out what these things were based on context, but I just had no idea what they were. It seemed like they were some kind of tools, but I couldn't exactly tell what these tools were for.

Seeing that I was looking at them, the one eyed old man suddenly revealed a smile before saying, "You admiring those tools of mine? They've been with me all this time now and I wouldn't trade them for anything."

I could only awkwardly give a nod since I had no idea what these things were even for before asking, "Is there something that I can help you with?"

The one eyed old man gave a nod as if he was showing his appreciation before saying, "Straight to the point, I like that. Alright, I'll tell you what I called you here for."

He came over and picked up the eyeball that I had been holding.

He moved at a speed that caught me off guard, so I wasn't able to hold onto the eyeball as he took it. But I didn't reach out to take it back since I could tell that he didn't mean any harm.

In fact, it even seemed like he could see something from this eyeball.

After looking at the eyeball for a bit, the one eyed old man said, "I'll make something out of this for you. Consider it your lucky day."

"Huh?" I was completely caught off guard when I heard this, but it didn't seem like the one eyed old man cared about my reaction. Instead, it seemed like he was already planning on doing what he wanted to do as he reached for his tools.

Still, when I came back to my senses, I had to ask, "What are you making?"

The one eyed old man acted like he didn't hear anything at first as he continued using his tools on the eyeball, but he still spoke when I wanted to say something. It seemed that he did notice the way that I was looking at him as he spoke.

"Keep it down, I'm trying to focus. This is the most important part right now."

A very awkward look appeared on my face after hearing this.

I really wanted to know what the one eyed old man was doing, but it really seemed like he was too focused to even notice anything around him.

In the end, I was slowly starting to understand what he was doing.

That was because the thing that he was creating was taking shape.

The eyeball had been used by the one eyed old man to form some kind of ring.

It even seemed like the eyeball had been brought back to life with the way that it moved around.

Eventually it even started to blink.

I couldn't help looking at this one eyed old man with a strange look when I saw this.

Just what kind of strange tools did he use to make this ring?