Mummy Evolution-Chapter 60: Human Society within Tombs

The settlement was nothing but numerous huts, all surrounded by a giant wall made of wood.

Ismera and Sett sneaked into the place rather easily. With their strength, jumping above the wall wasn’t hard, and with that, sneaking in became simple.

"If you ever come across a human society while raiding Tombs, the first thing you have to do is sneak in."

Sett nodded, somewhat sad that he no longer got to hold her close.

"After sneaking in, observe the people for a while if you are sure you wouldn’t stand out too much."

Hiding beneath a boulder, Sett looked at the people around him, curiosity getting the better ot him. All of the people here were wearing clothing made of leaves and beast skin.

Meanwhile he and Ismera? They were in robes made for Tomb Raiding, the type that was super hard to tear apart. All the while looking royal.

They would stand out like sore thumbs.

"Okay, if you think we will stand out. You have to adapt to the situation and find a way to meld in with them."

They entered a random house and Sett knocked out the man and woman inside.

Then, they stole clothing.

"Let’s change," she said, beginning to strip.

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"Here?" Sett asked in surprise.

"If not here, then where?" She shrugged.

Sett indently watched as Ismera removed one clothing after another, revealing her olive skin and developed curves. Ismera was a bit sweaty, but her body odour was a rich royalty of its own, so he couldn’t help but gulp.

Unfortunately, she had a tiny strip of clothing covering her valuable rose, so he couldn’t get a clean sight. He had never gotten a sight of that. Sett stood on his tiptoes, trying to get a peek.

"Change Sett, don’t just gawk," she commanded. "This can kill you out there."

Sett silently watched her as he himself stripped, revealing his long, proud organ to her. Her eyes flickered to him, curiously focusing on what he wanted her to look.

Heh, that was it. Be impressed by my masculinity.

She did admire it for a second, but then ignored it with a smile.

"Is it not impressive?" He asked with a frown.

A smack in the head made him shut up.

Then, he dressed like a good boy.

Now dressed in beast skins, they looked semi-similar to the indigenous people here. But these people had some markings over their face and back.

So they had to get that, too.

For the first time since arriving in the Tomb, Sett saw his grandmother use her Axiom. He watched with rapt attention.

Axiom of Information—

Ismera calculated with her fingers.

Ability: Search for Clues.

Ismera’s golden eyes flickered to one side of the room, finding a small mud pot there, and Sett immediately went up to take it for an examination. It was a form of body paint.

"How did you find it?" He asked, curious. "Did you just learn that it is there?"

"Uh… this ability is hard to explain. It can show me answers to my questions, but they are mostly cryptic. But it can also be used to track clues and more clues, which can slowly lead me to an answer."

"A weird ability, ask it if I am handsome."

"I don’t have to ask to know that you are handsome."

Ismera made him turn his back to her and drew a similar pattern as the one on the man they had knocked out on Sett’s back.

Then, she made him face her and began drawing on his face. Sett kissed her fingers, getting a pinch on his cheeks in return.

Then he just admired her face close up.

How pretty.

"Okay, draw on my back," she said.

That was exactly what Sett did, gently and sensually, he slowly drew the same pattern as the one on the woman they knocked out on Ismera’s back.

He took a few minutes longer than Ismera did, especially when he was drawing near her hips.

"Your body is really soft, even though you are a Tier 5 Tomb Raider," he said, touching her belly. "Mine’s so hard instead."

That was literal.

Though she didn’t seem to notice.

Sett turned her around and began drawing on her face. This time, he had her face even closer than earlier. And it was in his arms.

Her skin was so soft, and he couldn’t hold back the allure of holding her lips in his thumb while drawing. It took him a few moments of heartache to draw paint on such a pretty face, but soon, it was done. And she now looked somewhat feral—but just as alluring as ever.

Ismera finally had her time and twisted his ears. "You lusting after me is one thing, but losing yourself to that feeling while in a Tomb is another."

He grimaced in true pain. She wasn’t so gentle with the punishment this time, and in fact, her twist drew blood.

It hurts so much, uuuuh, is this some pressure point stuff?

Damn so painful.

"Why, this is such a peaceful place…" he complained, looking wronged. "I didn’t even do much."

Ismera licked her thumbs clean of his blood.

"Peaceful, a Tomb?" She laughed as if she had heard the worst joke.

"What?" He asked with a frown.

She shook her head. "A Tomb is always a piece of history that once really existed in the world at some point. Maybe not the world we know but a world that truly existed. And normal moments in history do not have the right to become Tombs.

"Only if a lot of people died in that moment in history will time turn that piece of itself into a Tomb."

Her eyes glinted, lips bloody. Sett had the urge to clean it up for her but he knew better.

Sett’s back straightened up. "That means, where we are is a place that will see slaughter soon. And whatever causes it might be a threat to us as well."

She smiled and rubbed his ears, gentler now. "Indeed. So, does this hurt?"

"It does, quite a bit."

She blew air on it. "Look, all healed now."

He had healed using his own passive healing, but Sett still felt warm.

It was for his own betterment after all.

"So what should we do, grandmother?"

"First, let’s just walk around and sight see. That’s what you should do first in a tomb every time. Don’t ask around like a fool, don’t stand out, just watch things and learn what you can about them for a while."

"Why is that, can’t we just learn things more quickly if we ask random people straightforwardly?"

He hadn’t learned torture arts for nothing.

"No. You might come to regret that later. First you have to understand if doing that is okay or whether that might bring attention to you.

"Once, when your grandma was your age, I entered a Tomb and kidnapped a young girl from a village to ask her about the place.

"Turned out the village leader of that place could see through every village member’s eyes, and in the end, I was called a witch. The inquisition, an organization there, came to burn me."

Sett nodded. "So it’s risky to interrogate people like that and bring attention, even a little, before we know the place well."

"Yes, we must at least understand our power level in comparison to the people here." She gave him her hand, he took it, fingers intertwining.

Couples in this place did walk like that, so it wouldn’t be weird if they walked holding hands outside. In fact, as far as they saw, that would make the common-flirts in the settlement not come to pest them.

"So let’s walk outside and see what this place has to offer. Tombs have some of the best food in the world, you know?"

Sett couldn’t wait.