‘Thank you, father,’
I thanked my father as I crashed toward the ground; it was because of him I had survived.
The talisman artifact I had taken out from his dead body had saved me.
The talisman had not activated when the assassin had decapitated him, but it did when the lich’s attack hit me, which also gave me the opportunity to bury my sword inside him.
I have survived, I did not think I would, but I did, and it made me very happy as there are still many things I have to do before embracing death.
Hun!
I fell on the ground, but to my surprise, I had not felt the hard ground I was expecting; instead got a very soft cushion made of aura.
“We have finished the lich, and who would have thought it would be because of the young man,” said the Knight, whose aura gently laid me on the ground.
I wanted to open my mouth to thank him, but it wouldn’t open despite my tries.
“Easy there, young silver; you are very injured. It will be better if you do not make any movement,” said High Mage Blackstone, and he looked at me for a moment before turning to Fanya and captain Julian.
“Bring out the healers; young silver and others needed them as soon as possible,” he ordered.
They nodded and immediately disappeared; Fanya went back to the grove while Captain Julian went toward the manor.
There are two healers came with us to face the undead while others remained in a bunker; as for the undead, they fell down like their strings had been cut.
They could not operate without a lich controlling them, and once we took out the lich; they fell dead.
High Mage Blackstone turned to me, not toward me, but to the body of the lich beside me; he looked, and soon, the staff and other things from the lich flew toward him before disappearing.
The lich must have some good things.
“Adson, handle everything while I remove the blockers from the island,” said the High Mage and disappeared while Knight walked a few steps and sat on the boulder while I fell unconscious, unable to hold against overpowering tiredness.
I woke up with a feeling of coolness all over my body; when my eyes fluttered open, I saw a faint green light covering me; there were also a lot of people lying beside me, including Leena and others.
I felt quite relieved when I saw both Leena and Dan breathing; they had not died.
Though they are unconscious, and like me, a healing spell is covering them.
“Remus, how are you feeling?” asked Eva, who was sitting not far away from me. “Better than before,” I said slowly.
“Don’t worry; in a few days, you will be good as new,” she replied, to that, I could only smile.
My injuries are not healed, but they have stabilized enough that I won’t die. Though, I will need a more powerful healing spell to heal them quickly and also a few days of rest before I can think about lifting a weapon.
I was watching everything in silence when suddenly, the gazes shifted, and the High Mage Blackstone had appeared.
“I was able to establish contact with Namdar; they were on their way to rescue, but I had told them we had already dealt with the undead,” he said with a hint of mockery and anger.
He is not the only one feeling these emotions but everyone. It is the city’s responsibility to protect us; the island comes under its protection.
Over a hundred people have died, including eight that came to fight with against Lich, and some are in very critical condition that without the healing spell of mages, they wouldn’t survive.
Nobody spoke, and I once again fell into sleep, watching the bright moon above me.
I don’t know how long I had slept, but I was woken up by a warm feeling around my body.
When I opened my eyes, I saw there were a lot more people around me, many of them unknown, with my whole body covered in a holy white glow.
Looking at the priest in front of me casting the spell, true relief couldn’t flood my heart.
Now, I am sure nothing will happen to me, not only because the people from Namdar have arrived but also because I could feel the power of priests' healing spells, which had finally given me some energy.
While mages cast healing spells, it is truly the domain of priests; the divine spells are much better at healing than those powered by mana.
As the spell healed me, I looked around, and immediately, my eyes targeted on handsome man in his early thirties with grey hair.
He is talking to High Mage Blackstone and Knight.
Artur Salazar, son of Helena Salazar, a powerful High Mage in his own right; all three children of Grand Mage Salazar are High Mages. The middle one is said to be very close to becoming Great Mage.
He talked to them for a few minutes before turning to us.
“Ladies and gentlemen; I couldn’t tell you how proud I am to be seeing sons and daughters of Namdar repelling the lich and killing all the undead,”
“Namdar is proud of you,” he said with a smile.
‘Fucking bastard,’ I cursed at him, and I am sure everyone.
Forget him apologizing for not rescuing us; he recused himself of the responsibility and took the credit in the name of Namdar.
I wish I could curse at him openly, but it is not wise; even High-Mage Blackstone didn’t dare to do that. It could be clearly seen in his forced smile as he talked to Artur Salazar.
“Your critical injuries have become non-lethal, but potion burn had damaged you internally,”
“You will need to rest for a few weeks to recover from that,” said the priest as he put down his staff, but suddenly a surprise appeared in his eyes when he looked at my eyes but did not see anything.
“Thank you,” I said, to which he smiled, “It is my duty, mister Silver,” he said and walked away toward other patients while I slowly got up and sat by a small rock.
I was looking around when I saw a man coming toward me with a worried expression on his face.
“Remus, thank god you are fine; I was worried sick when you joined them to kill the lich,” said Locke worriedly.
“I have survived, didn’t I,” I said back, to which he nodded, and his expression turned a little strange as he leaned closer.
“I hear that you are the one who killed the lich. Is it true?” he asked softly, to which I shook my head. “No, I had just aided a little; most of the work had been done by the four,” I replied, and Locke’s expression turned normal as he nodded.
If it had been a live being, then I might kill it with my attack, but it is a lich, an undead; destroying the heart is not enough.
If it weren’t for the Knight and others, then lich would have definitely killed me with its third spell.
“Everyone, since your condition has been stabilized, it is time to leave,” said Artus Salazar a few minutes later, and people came and started putting us on the stretcher.
I might be able to get up, but I am in no condition to walk, so I let the medics lift me into a stretcher and to the ship.
The undead had destroyed our ship; the yacht may be saved if the house Santos acts fast.
There was a new ship on the pier, and even from a distance, I could tell it was big.
The medics were fast, and we reached the ship within a few minutes, and as I had expected, it was big. They walked into the ramp and took me directly into the infirmary, and placed me into the bed.
Not the general bed, but the one that is covered in privacy curtains from all sides.
“If you need anything, call us by the bell,” said the medic, motioning toward the small bell and leaving before I could even say thank you.
Even on the ship, where the space is limited, there is always extra space for the privileged.
I was not able to stay awake for long; the sleep I was fighting took me into its embrace again.
[Warrior Level 5]
[Warrior Level 6]
[Warrior Level 7]
[Skill Gained: Sure foot]
These are words I saw in front of me as I became conscious again; I have gained three levels and the skill.
It is not a bit surprising to me; I have fought a battle of life and death. I would have been surprised if I did not level up this much.
Though the Skill had surprised me, not because it was bad, it was very good. Most importantly, it is a passive skill, which is a huge boon considering the kind of skill it is.
The skill will keep my feet in balance all the time, and with it, stumbling would become very hard. It will help me tremendously in battle, where footwork is extremely important.
If I had this skill earlier, I would have gotten injured much less in fighting against the undead.
| Class: | Souteneur Merchant (Lv. 8) |
| Lawyer (Lv. 7) Warrior (Lv.7) | |
| Charisma: | 10 |
| Intelligence: | 10 |
| Vitality: | 6 |
| Strength: | 6 |
| Skills: | · Trusty Presence · Worthy Goods · Contract · Shop Open · Consecutive Strikes · Quick Steps · Fast Reading · Price Is Right · Weighted Strike · Lawful Suggestions · Sure Foot |
| Attribute Points: | 0 |
Now, my warrior class had reached the same level as the Lawyer class, and I had more skills in it than in the lawyer class.
My skills are quite good; some are common, but some are uncommon and rare.
Sure, the foot is a rare skill, and usually, acrobats and dancers get this, but warriors also get it, and I am really happy to get it.
It will help me a lot, especially with it being a passive skill.
Now, I just want to heal and begin to practice again. I have learned a lot in the battle, but I understood there is huge space for improvement.
I planned to improve as much as I could, squeezing every drop of benefit I could from the natural fighting talent that I had inherited from old Remus.
An.
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‘Thank you, father,’
I thanked my father as I crashed toward the ground; it was because of him I had survived.
The talisman artifact I had taken out from his dead body had saved me.
The talisman had not activated when the assassin had decapitated him, but it did when the lich’s attack hit me, which also gave me the opportunity to bury my sword inside him.
I have survived, I did not think I would, but I did, and it made me very happy as there are still many things I have to do before embracing death.
Hun!
I fell on the ground, but to my surprise, I had not felt the hard ground I was expecting; instead got a very soft cushion made of aura.
“We have finished the lich, and who would have thought it would be because of the young man,” said the Knight, whose aura gently laid me on the ground.
I wanted to open my mouth to thank him, but it wouldn’t open despite my tries.
“Easy there, young silver; you are very injured. It will be better if you do not make any movement,” said High Mage Blackstone, and he looked at me for a moment before turning to Fanya and captain Julian.
“Bring out the healers; young silver and others needed them as soon as possible,” he ordered.
They nodded and immediately disappeared; Fanya went back to the grove while Captain Julian went toward the manor.
There are two healers came with us to face the undead while others remained in a bunker; as for the undead, they fell down like their strings had been cut.
They could not operate without a lich controlling them, and once we took out the lich; they fell dead.
High Mage Blackstone turned to me, not toward me, but to the body of the lich beside me; he looked, and soon, the staff and other things from the lich flew toward him before disappearing.
The lich must have some good things.
“Adson, handle everything while I remove the blockers from the island,” said the High Mage and disappeared while Knight walked a few steps and sat on the boulder while I fell unconscious, unable to hold against overpowering tiredness.
I woke up with a feeling of coolness all over my body; when my eyes fluttered open, I saw a faint green light covering me; there were also a lot of people lying beside me, including Leena and others.
I felt quite relieved when I saw both Leena and Dan breathing; they had not died.
Though they are unconscious, and like me, a healing spell is covering them.
“Remus, how are you feeling?” asked Eva, who was sitting not far away from me. “Better than before,” I said slowly.
“Don’t worry; in a few days, you will be good as new,” she replied, to that, I could only smile.
My injuries are not healed, but they have stabilized enough that I won’t die. Though, I will need a more powerful healing spell to heal them quickly and also a few days of rest before I can think about lifting a weapon.
I was watching everything in silence when suddenly, the gazes shifted, and the High Mage Blackstone had appeared.
“I was able to establish contact with Namdar; they were on their way to rescue, but I had told them we had already dealt with the undead,” he said with a hint of mockery and anger.
He is not the only one feeling these emotions but everyone. It is the city’s responsibility to protect us; the island comes under its protection.
Over a hundred people have died, including eight that came to fight with against Lich, and some are in very critical condition that without the healing spell of mages, they wouldn’t survive.
Nobody spoke, and I once again fell into sleep, watching the bright moon above me.
I don’t know how long I had slept, but I was woken up by a warm feeling around my body.
When I opened my eyes, I saw there were a lot more people around me, many of them unknown, with my whole body covered in a holy white glow.
Looking at the priest in front of me casting the spell, true relief couldn’t flood my heart.
Now, I am sure nothing will happen to me, not only because the people from Namdar have arrived but also because I could feel the power of priests' healing spells, which had finally given me some energy.
While mages cast healing spells, it is truly the domain of priests; the divine spells are much better at healing than those powered by mana.
As the spell healed me, I looked around, and immediately, my eyes targeted on handsome man in his early thirties with grey hair.
He is talking to High Mage Blackstone and Knight.
Artur Salazar, son of Helena Salazar, a powerful High Mage in his own right; all three children of Grand Mage Salazar are High Mages. The middle one is said to be very close to becoming Great Mage.
He talked to them for a few minutes before turning to us.
“Ladies and gentlemen; I couldn’t tell you how proud I am to be seeing sons and daughters of Namdar repelling the lich and killing all the undead,”
“Namdar is proud of you,” he said with a smile.
‘Fucking bastard,’ I cursed at him, and I am sure everyone.
Forget him apologizing for not rescuing us; he recused himself of the responsibility and took the credit in the name of Namdar.
I wish I could curse at him openly, but it is not wise; even High-Mage Blackstone didn’t dare to do that. It could be clearly seen in his forced smile as he talked to Artur Salazar.
“Your critical injuries have become non-lethal, but potion burn had damaged you internally,”
“You will need to rest for a few weeks to recover from that,” said the priest as he put down his staff, but suddenly a surprise appeared in his eyes when he looked at my eyes but did not see anything.
“Thank you,” I said, to which he smiled, “It is my duty, mister Silver,” he said and walked away toward other patients while I slowly got up and sat by a small rock.
I was looking around when I saw a man coming toward me with a worried expression on his face.
“Remus, thank god you are fine; I was worried sick when you joined them to kill the lich,” said Locke worriedly.
“I have survived, didn’t I,” I said back, to which he nodded, and his expression turned a little strange as he leaned closer.
“I hear that you are the one who killed the lich. Is it true?” he asked softly, to which I shook my head. “No, I had just aided a little; most of the work had been done by the four,” I replied, and Locke’s expression turned normal as he nodded.
If it had been a live being, then I might kill it with my attack, but it is a lich, an undead; destroying the heart is not enough.
If it weren’t for the Knight and others, then lich would have definitely killed me with its third spell.
“Everyone, since your condition has been stabilized, it is time to leave,” said Artus Salazar a few minutes later, and people came and started putting us on the stretcher.
I might be able to get up, but I am in no condition to walk, so I let the medics lift me into a stretcher and to the ship.
The undead had destroyed our ship; the yacht may be saved if the house Santos acts fast.
There was a new ship on the pier, and even from a distance, I could tell it was big.
The medics were fast, and we reached the ship within a few minutes, and as I had expected, it was big. They walked into the ramp and took me directly into the infirmary, and placed me into the bed.
Not the general bed, but the one that is covered in privacy curtains from all sides.
“If you need anything, call us by the bell,” said the medic, motioning toward the small bell and leaving before I could even say thank you.
Even on the ship, where the space is limited, there is always extra space for the privileged.
I was not able to stay awake for long; the sleep I was fighting took me into its embrace again.
[Warrior Level 5]
[Warrior Level 6]
[Warrior Level 7]
[Skill Gained: Sure foot]
These are words I saw in front of me as I became conscious again; I have gained three levels and the skill.
It is not a bit surprising to me; I have fought a battle of life and death. I would have been surprised if I did not level up this much.
Though the Skill had surprised me, not because it was bad, it was very good. Most importantly, it is a passive skill, which is a huge boon considering the kind of skill it is.
The skill will keep my feet in balance all the time, and with it, stumbling would become very hard. It will help me tremendously in battle, where footwork is extremely important.
If I had this skill earlier, I would have gotten injured much less in fighting against the undead.
| Class: | Souteneur Merchant (Lv. 8) |
| Lawyer (Lv. 7) Warrior (Lv.7) | |
| Charisma: | 10 |
| Intelligence: | 10 |
| Vitality: | 6 |
| Strength: | 6 |
| Skills: | · Trusty Presence · Worthy Goods · Contract · Shop Open · Consecutive Strikes · Quick Steps · Fast Reading · Price Is Right · Weighted Strike · Lawful Suggestions · Sure Foot |
| Attribute Points: | 0 |
Now, my warrior class had reached the same level as the Lawyer class, and I had more skills in it than in the lawyer class.
My skills are quite good; some are common, but some are uncommon and rare.
Sure, the foot is a rare skill, and usually, acrobats and dancers get this, but warriors also get it, and I am really happy to get it.
It will help me a lot, especially with it being a passive skill.
Now, I just want to heal and begin to practice again. I have learned a lot in the battle, but I understood there is huge space for improvement.
I planned to improve as much as I could, squeezing every drop of benefit I could from the natural fighting talent that I had inherited from old Remus.
An.
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