"I see."
Blood was spurting all over the place as the headless Fenric fell to the ground.
A single phrase was all he could voice out... because it only took a second for his head to be removed from his shoulders. This showed the difference between him and his opponent. It was a mountain he could not overcome.
In front of him was a young maiden. She has a slender physique, soft skin, and green eyes. A sense of regality and saintliness could be felt when one gazed upon her countenance. However, the coldness in her eyes went against her elegant yet naive look.
"Battle end. The winner is Artoria Pendragon (Servant)."
Fenric's eyes was greeted by light once more. The grass plains he stood on slowly faded away as it was replaced by an empty and futuristic-looking room. This was the Training Ground, where all the actions happen during a Candidate's seven-day rest time.
The default location he set was a training chamber coupled with a firing range. It was the size of a football field. Weapons of various origin hanged on the sidewalls and different ammunition littered across the ground. The whole place could be said to be decorated by war.
Within here, any character from a fictional world could be chosen as his opponent and it cost zero point to do so. He just have to pay the fees for the Training Ground's access and he could stay for as long as he wants.
It was not much of a virtual environment either. The sensations were genuine... it was too real to be virtual. He really felt himself dying when his head was lopped off by the Proud Knight-King.
Any sane man would not use the Training Ground like how he did. At the very least, no one would ask to be actually killed during training. But Fenric knew that true experience could only be gained during real life-or-death situations.
The Training Ground was really an amazing place. Rather, the only limitation was the Rank limitation, which meant that every Equipment he simulated could not exceed what a Fifth Rank could do.
"But the limit of one's rank can be overcome through strategies."
Similar to how he defeated Uvogin, if he did not choose grass plains as the map and chose a more urban area, perhaps he would have stood a chance, no, perhaps he could've bought time for reinforcements to arrive.
"...Though there's no proper reinforcement to be summoned here." Fenric rubbed his neck and browsed through the map options. The phantom pain was still lingering around where his neck was severed.
He could actually summon allies, but that would ruin the purpose of his training. He was not trying to improve his teamwork, he was trying to measure the difference between him and an opponent who's far stronger. In other words: to learn from repeating death over and over again.
The only reinforcement he'd call in would be additional weapons and nothing at Fifth Rank except some Equipment with special properties, such as dragon-slaying, could properly harm Artoria. And even then, what they could do is minor and woudn't save him from being cut down.
"Let's try again with someone weaker."
It's been a day since he returned from Hunter x Hunter.
Before leaving, he met up with Richard, informing him of his indefinite absent. There were also the many things he had to settle, such as contacting Gon, Killua, Kurapika, and Leorio, and recalling the deployed Beywish troops from the other cities.
The Beywish Family will stop all aggression. He was going to lock down the family until his return. After all, he does not want anything happening to his base. There were idiots everywhere and the Beywish was his headquarter. It would be troublesome to lose it because some arrogant fool decided he was better than others and went on to provoke a war.
Besides, he did this since he did not know how a world's time would flow when a Edelweiss Candidate leaves. It was better to be safe. Perhaps a year would pass, a decade would pass, or maybe not even a second would have passed after he was given another Hunter x Hunter related mission. He'd tried asking Cardinal, but guess what? Yup. She told him nothing.
"...How laughable." Fenric sighed. His voice was full of exhaustion.
Let justice be done though the heavens fall. He remembered reading this from somewhere in the past. It was a philosophical statement, quite appropriate for his current situation: justice must be realized regardless of consequences.
But what is justice?
The concept of justice itself is subjective. What is right and what is wrong, every individual has their own view towards it. One might consider the breaking of law for their loved ones evil but to others it is reasonable as long as none was harmed in the process.
Fenric's justice, in this case, is survival in order to achieve his goal. Although he was no pacifist, he do not favor the taking of lives either. Unless birthed intentionally, something like pure evil do not exist. In the end, he was just another victim of tragedy. Perhaps he had been hoping for a less bloody mission from the beginning?
"Mission World: Hunter x Hunter"
"Mission Difficulty: Fifth Rank"
"Number of Participants: 1"
"Number of Main Tasks: 3"
"Task 1: Become a Professional Hunter, individual reward will be based on the number of exam tries."
"Task completed. The Hunter Exam was passed on the first try. A large-scale promotion will be added to the final evaluation."
"Task 2: Acquire 10 Items valued above 100 million jenny, additional reward will be based on the amount of items acquired."
"Task completed. The total items acquired and their value have exceeded the highest level. A large-scale promotion will be added to the final evaluation."
"Task 3: Eliminate 50 Mafia Enforcers, 25 Mafia Lieutenants, 10 Mafia Captains, 5 Mafia Bosses, and 1 of the Ten Don, additional reward will be based on the additional kill count."
"Task completed. The total elimination count has exceeded the highest level. A large-scale promotion will be added to the final evaluation."
"Final Evaluation: Rank S+"
"Final Reward: 24,000 Exchange points, 6 Attribute points, 3 Skill points."
The reward he received was slightly greater than Grimgar's. This was due to him focusing more on the mission's completion. To be honest, he'd expected some kind of prize for attaining the maximum possible evaluation, but it seemed that Edelweiss did not care.
... ... ... ... ... ...
[Shepherd of Mendacity]
Effect: Deceptions become 10% more believable or 50% more believable when the target's affection towards you is at least of the friends level.
... ... ... ... ... ...
Fortunately, the title wasn't bad. At least he didn't get something completely useless.
"Begin." Chuckling at the title's irony, Fenric pressed down on a button.
"Map generated."
Moonlight shined down on the quiet temple.
'The time is night. The map is Ryuudou Temple.' Feeling the staircase made of brick, Fenric narrowed his eyes as a silver spear appeared in his right hand. 'No limits on Equipment.' It was an Equipment without any additional properties, a False Equipment according to Edelweiss.
'The terrain isn't favorable nor disadvantageous.' A black Trojan shield with open curves at two edges appeared in his left. Bulky plate armor enveloped his whole body. His appearance was just like a medieval knight. 'And the opponent is...'
Step.
The wind blew as a man stepped out of the shadows and into the temple grounds. He was the definition of purple. Indigo eyes, long indigo hair tied into a ponytail, and dressed in a traditional light purple hakama and kimono. Imagine what a true samurai swordsman would look like, if you will.
"...Sasaki Kojirou, a man who do not actually exist."
"There are no banquet tonight nor are you invited. Although the moon's beauty is enough to quench my boiling spirit, but I must ask, stranger, why have you come?" Sasaki Kojirou, the False Assassin from Fate/stay night, spoke up. In his grip was his trusty blade, Monohoshi Zao, a type of Japanese long sword called a nodachi.
"..." Clenching his spear and testing his shield, Fenric walked up and arrived at the temple's entrance.
"A silent one, I see. However, I will allow you to pass no further. This is my last warning, stranger." The nameless samurai narrowed his eyes. His grip tightened and his sword was pointed at the nearing Magus.
"One more step, and your body shall fall." His tone was no longer playful.
Clang!
The moment he finished, sword and spear collided.
At the same time, both side understood their position.
The sword was the first to reach despite the spear moving first. The apparent difference in agility was thus proven. The spear was easily parried. The difference in skill was proven. Additionally, the spear wielder was pushed back after the clash. The difference in physical strength was proven.
"Looks like I did not need the high ground. You do not have the strength to overcome me, knight." Despite his words, he did not underestimate his opponent. Cold as ice and composed as a true samurai, he got into a stance readied the next strike. Furthermore, he no longer sounded neutral as he referred the white-haired Magus as a 'knight': a combatant, and not a 'stranger': a civilian.
From the start, the master swordsman had let his opponent past the gate without attacking. This was not due to mercy but simply because he had no reason to do so. He was not commanded by Medea to forcefully be the gate's guard anymore. Instead, he was the temple's protector according to what Fenric had set up.
"I've warned you. Although I am but a mere temple guard, I will not hesitate to cut you down... nor do I care the reason of your intrusion." Once again, the man was filled with the intention to kill. An oppressive aura gushed out, causing Fenric to pause. One could feel their eyes tingling just by looking at the blade in his hands.
"Fall here, knight."
Monohoshi Zao gleamed. The moonlight's reflection came down upon the armored mage.
After six consecutive flashes, the Western knight collapsed to the floor. Blood leaked out of his bulky armor.
The strikes had been nearly instant. Although the nameless samurai had the power to cut through metal plates, he still went for the gaps within the armor. He even had the leisure to slowly target as every slash had hit his opponent's vital point.
"Should've listened to me."
Saying his farewells, the Assassin-class Servant returned to his task of gazing at the dazzling moon, appreciating her beauty. To spectators, his aloof back was a memorable sight. But to his fallen enemies, what they would see at this moment would be an oppressing height impossible to overcome by mere human.
"Battle end. The winner is Sasaki Kojirou (Servant)."
Along with Cardinal's unchanging voice, the false world enshrouded by the moonlit night gradually vanished. However, the master swordsman's mercilessness had undeniably been carved into his challenger's mind.
"Again!"
At his request, the disappearing world froze. The simulation was restarted. A similar process to time reversal occurred as the broken fragments put themselves back together, creating another false world. Soon, Ryuudou Temple and its surrounding was constructed.
"Map generated."
Step.
"There are no banquet tonight nor are you invited. Although the moon's beauty is enough to quench my boiling spirit, but I must ask, stranger, why have you come?" As if the previous event never happened, Sasaki Kojirou stepped out of the shadows and repeated the same line.
"A silent one, I see. However, I will allow you to pass no further. This is my last warning, stranger." The nameless samurai pointed his partner, Monohoshi Zao, at Fenric. "One more step, and your body shall fall─"
Whoosh!
The silver spear flew through the air.
Once more, the samurai and the knight clashed. This time, the bulky armor was taken off and the shield that kept getting in his way was abandoned. Fenric chose to discard all defense and went on a full-on aggressive assault.
Spell after spell bombarded the temple grounds. Sasaki Kojirou had no Magic Resistance as Class Skill, hence even ordinary Magecraft was effective. A single fireball enhanced by simple knowledge in chemistry created a great explosion and resulting in a sea of flames.
The temple was burning.
Dancing among the twilight, two men fought. Sparks flew, blood fell. Dual wielding a pair of twin Persian shamshirs, the knight transformed into a desert warrior. He lunged at the samurai with undeniable swiftness. Every thrust swore to behead his nemesis.
And the desert warrior was killed.
"Map generated."
Again.
"Battle end. The winner is Sasaki Kojirou (Servant)."
And again.
"Map generated."
And again.
"Battle end. The winner is Sasaki Kojirou (Servant)."
And again.
His head was cut off. His limbs severed and turned into paste. His eyes hollowed and his nails detached. His throat drowned in blood and his fingers lopped off. His voice muted and his hearing vanished.
The weapons in his hand changed every few runs, his tactics growing better and better. Spells, curses, guns, artillery, sabres, rapiers, falchions, whips, daggers, halberds, war axes, dual shields... he tried everything. Those that worked were kept to study, those that failed were discarded, his strategy against the samurai who never existed improved step by step.
Repeating and repeating. The burning temple became a never-ending loop.
Squelch.
"Battle end. The winner is Sasaki Kojirou (Servant)."
"Again!" The fortieth round concluded in his loss... No, it was not over! Not willing to give up, new weapons materialized in his hand as Fenric walked up the temple stairs without any sign of fatigue.
"Map generated."
What followed was an intense clash between the two.
Squelch.
"Battle end. The winner is Sasaki Kojirou (Servant)."
He died, for the forty-first time.
"Aga─" However, before he could announce the forty-second match, he paused.
Cold sweat slid past his vacant eyes as his hand, which held a Chinese flying claw, froze in place. The sound of rapid breathing reverberated throughout the fading world. His heartbeat slowed down to a still. He could not move his legs. His words were stuck in his throat. It was as if he was wedged between two mountains.
"Am... Am I scared...?" The frozen man said in disbelief.
How could he be afraid? He did not dread the nameless samurai nor was he tired. He had went through the forty-one battles without showing a single sign of fatigue all thanks to the Training Ground's settings. So why did he stop?
"...I guess that's enough for today." He took a deep breath and calmed himself down. It must be a sort of exhaustion. Yes, that's right. His body was at its optimum state but perhaps his mind was fatigued from the pressure. He needs rest.
Everything will be fine.
Telling himself so, Fenric proceeded out of the Training Ground and went to the Trading Area. There was a coffee shop he favored as the drinks and services were all free. Seeing the transparent pillar, he did not forget to access the Auction House. After all, he had already procured an adequate amount of points.
[Items]
[Equipment]
[Skills]
Browsing through the wares, Fenric opened up his status screen and went through its contents. Adding onto the original 51,000 points and the 24,000 points he gained from Hunter x Hunter, he now has a sum of 140,550 Exchange points.
This was due to him stockpiling various strange items from the black market through the Mafia's channel. Especially the things that have been imbued with their creator's intent, that is to say, objects that have their owner's Nen left behind in them. Those sold for quite a bit on the Auction.
Out of hundreds of artifacts and rare treasures he collected, only about thirty of them were considered Equipment. Additionally, most of them were False Equipment without any properties. He had brought back the best of them and sold them on the Auction House. This netted him a total of 65,550 points after deducting the five percent fee.
One example of the things he brought back would be:
... ... ... ... ... ...
[Ben's Knife - Number 13]
Rank: Fourth Rank
Category: Weapon/Knife
Properties: Attack Speed +15%, Sharpness Lvl 2
... ... ... ... ... ...
"The Fourth Rank... Am I close to it?" Sipping on his coffee, Fenric was reminded of one of his attribute which was also capped.
His INT did not raise after reaching 9.9 and no matter what he did, it wouldn't go up. It even denied an Attribute point he tried to used. On the bright side, seeing how well he was performing, he should be near the Fourth Rank.
Unfortunately, he did not know the criteria for advancing. Cardinal had been adamant, refusing to answer any question regarding the five ranks, no, not just the five ranks, but any question regarding Edelweiss as a whole.
What is its origin? Who created it? Who is behind it? How did it gather this many people? What is the requirement to be chosen as a Candidate? Where did all these Items, Equipment, and Skills come form?
"Guess I am just a cannon fodder right now. Fifth Ranks aren't worth much, eh?" He chuckled and continued admiring the countless merchandises. Phantasmal mounts, holy swords, demon swords, god-slaying spears, everything could be found in either the Auction House or the official Edelweiss store, which is ran by Cardinal.
Fenric's conjecture is not wrong. If we consider Edelweiss as a kingdom, then the Fifth Ranks are like he said, cannon fodders: conscripted soldiers, farmers, and civilians who do not know how to fight properly. Fourth Ranks are trained soldiers, made up of those who learned how to fight. Third Ranks are officers and the kingdom's special forces, the elites from the army who are too valuable to lose in battle. Second Ranks are generals, nobles, and royals, they're at the top of the hierarchy. Lastly, the First Rank is the king, the ruler himself.
"...Is that Balmung?" Fenric caught a glimpse of a familiar name and quickly scrolled to it, however... "This isn't the Balmung I know of... This realm is really connected to the multiverse, huh?" He shrugged.
There were too many Items and Equipment of similar names even though there were fundamentally different and had different powers. Hey, he might even find Excalibur... Oh, nevermind, he just saw one. It was [Excalibur Rapidly: Holy Sword of Heavenly Flare].
"Is this from High School DxD─ Hm?" Something caught his eyes.
Memory Crystal: A beautiful diamond-shaped crystal. When activated, it will store the user's memories up to a maximum of ten years time. 10,000 Exchange points.
"This... This will be useful."
It was an Item from the official Edelweiss store. Fenric did not hesitate and immediately purchased it. The Memory Crystal would be immensely helpful. It is practical, and since he couldn't remember everything despite having the tricks he learned from the Atlas' alchemists, he could simply store his memories of every fictional works he knew of inside it.
Something like a perfect memory could not be easily achieved. He might be able to recall all the major and some minor events, but remembering every little details? That is unfeasible. Thankfully, with this Item, he just have to sink into the depths of his mind and save those memories inside the crystal.
"A simple Skill like [Create Water] cost 10,000 points, [Fireball] cost 28,000, [Chain Lightning] cost 91,000, [Fallen Down] is 440,000... My Exchange points can get me an intermediate-grade Skills but the stronger and more advanced Skills are impossible. The best ones cost upwards of five to ten million and aren't even available in the Auction House. They could only be bought from the store operated by Cardinal." He mused.
"One man's trash is another man's treasure. Maybe I'll get lucky and buy a Skill consider useless to others... though I doubt it." He shook his head and closed the [Skills] tab. He'd done looking through the three tabs. The only one he did not pay much attention was the Equipment section seeing how he could not equip a fourth one due to his Rank's limit.
"Unlike other Candidates, I do not need to worry about Skills. If I save for when I reach the next rank, I'll definitely have enough points for top-tier Fourth Rank Equipment so I won't have to worry even if I were to get the hardest tasks on my first Fourth Rank mission." Fenric smiled as he let the coffee's smell slowly heal his fatigued mind.
As the former Magician said, Magecraft itself is not a Skill but a form of knowledge. It was an overwhelming advantage, one could even call it a 'cheat' as every Candidate starts from the bottom, having merely 1 point in every attribute.
One's physical strength and magical reserve may be reset, but as long as one has a minimum-level of power and could strategize, gaining the lost power would just be a matter of time. Fenric was no different.
Knowledge is the ultimate weapon. Foreknowledge of future plot had led him to assured victories while his proficiency in the mystical arts covered him for every mistake he made.
Results do not lie. Although his actions so far, such as the way he completed his tasks, were considered cowardly, he had certainly achieved them with the highest evaluation according to Cardinal.
"But how is my Magecraft working..."
If there was one thing that worried Fenric, it was the source of his power. You see, the many Thaumaturgical Foundations, which support every Magecraft of various origins within his arsenal, are 'engraved' upon the World in the form of scholarship or religion. In other words, Foundations are necessary for the usage of Magecraft.
Then what is this 'World'? Was Edelweiss acting as the source? Were the Magic Formulas taken directly from his old world and transferred to him when he executed them? There should be a level of interference from every world he visits if that is the case... so how are his spells working so normally?
He had long discovered how his spells do not decrease in strength. He also knew that he could try to understand them without the usual consequences of them weakening. Was Edelweiss suppressing the World's Will then?
So many assumptions, yet zero answer.
But!
Answers could be found.
Nothing is impossible in this realm of infinite possibilities.
"Welcome to the Library!"
The moment Fenric stepped through the gate, he was greeted by a surreal sight.
It was a sea of books.
Illuminated by a giant chandelier, the mythical archives of Edelweiss showed its presence. The shelves piled upon each other and went beyond the heavens. Exquisite vintage chairs accompanied by treasured tables embellished with ancient wood lined up rows after rows. However, those were not the most eye-catching part.
It was the books.
Each and every single one of them was distinct and individualistic. Some were scrolls, some were literally a mountain of papers, artificial, natural, there was even a grimoire carved onto a giant man-eating flower.
"Every book within the Library is readable. The searching and instant accessing of your desired book is available at every checkpoint's pillar."
"Books are categorized into five levels, each level denotes the corresponding Candidate's Rank with fifth being the lowest. You are only allowed to read books of the fifth level."
"As a first-time visitor, you are automatically given a chance to stay for the duration of 3 hours!"
"A fee must be paid if you wish to stay for a longer duration. The Library fee is 1,000 Exchange points per hour."
"Well then, please enjoy your stay at the Library!"
Wasting no time, Fenric moved towards one of the checkpoints. They were crystal statues, each different from each other. The one Fenric walked up to had the shape of a unicorn. The exquisite craftsmanship made the statue seemed life-like.
"Welcome!"
"This is an Information Pillar."
"You may search through every book of your corresponding rank."
"To do so, please imagine the related keyword in your mind and a list of book will be shown on your interface."
"Magic."
The moment Fenric spoke, an interface invisible to others appeared in front of him. It was a list containing millions upon millions of books. Just looking at the titles and descriptions caused him to be speechless.
After all, he asked for 'magic' and not 'the usage of magic' or 'the application of magic'. There were quite a few... no, scratch that. Most of them were stories, novels, fairy tales related to magic. The first book on the list was a fable about a mighty sorcerer rescuing a princess caged within a castle of snow.
"Ugh."
Then, his curiosity took over.
"Can you show me books on magic... of the third, second, and first levels?"
Another interface popped up. This time, there were only a few hundred books.
[The Secrets of Mana]: A book which contains the hidden knowledge concerning the Greater Source of magic, Mana.
[Principles of Magic]: A book containing the core knowledge of magic. It is written by a nameless author as his name was lost after being erased from reality.
[Magic Systems: How Different Are We?]: A book written by a peak Rank 8 Magus of Laws. It talks about the thousands of magic systems he had encountered and how fundamentally similar they are to each other.
[The Talented and The Talentless]: A book regarding how a mage's affinity, talent, and capacity influences one's magical path. The contents are influenced by the Blasphemy Slate. Is is written by the Sauron Family from the Second Divine Era.
[Instantaneous Casting]: A book which teaches its reader on how to cast spells instantly without any chanting nor gestures. It is written by the First Warlock Emperor.
[How To Build A Spell Model, The Ultimate Edition]: A book on the basics of spellcasting. It is written by the Demon Hunter Cyrel, a Morning Star Magus.
[Improving Your Mindset]: A secret book which teaches young acolytes on how to think like an experienced Magus. It was taken from the Forbidden Library of Sin. Its owner is the Rank 11 Magus, Feylon.
[Compilation of Magic]: An inheritance crystal pertaining everything its writers have experienced. It is written by the Monarch of Skies, a Breaking Dawn Magus, and co-written by Hos Thymer, a Radiant Moon Magus and the Monarch of Skies' most loyal student.
[Book of Truth: Revelation of the Universe's Laws]: A phantom book in the shape of a pure white feather. Its origin is unknown, but it was most likely written by its owner, a fallen Magus of Laws.
[The Fundamental of Magic and Its Interaction with the Various Elements]: A book on magic written by a 8th level Warlock, the Lord of Terror and Conqueror of Planes, Rho Valis.
[The Abyss of Magic, by Grand Necromancer Tol-Ah de li Nak]: A book consisting the autobiography and magical knowledge of the Heaven Mage, Tol-Ah de li Nak.
[The Great Index of Wizardry]: An index which lists all wizardry spell models from 1st to 9th level. It is written by a 38th level Wizard.
[A Journey Beyond the World's Mystery]: An old tome wrapped in bloodied cloths. It is the diary of Eicher Graham, a Super A Grade mage who was known as the Skypiercer, Conqueror of the Third Galaxy, the Man Who Reached the World's Horizon.
[Plane's Law: Why Are Worlds Different?]: A sheepskin scroll owned by Asmodeus, Supreme Master of the Nine Hells. It was found when a Greater Devil slew a Balor during the Abyss's invasion.
[Dark Matter, Shadow Force, And The Interactions Between Every Negative Energy]: A book that seemed to swallow darkness itself. It is written by the Sovereign of Shadows and found within her chambers after her fall.
[Legendary Spells: Path To Becoming A God Slayer]: An adamantine pillar with tiny texts carved onto it. It contains the eulogy of the Goddess of Magic and the information on the creation of spells of the 10th level and above.
[Meditation Technique: Path of Truth]: A worn down tome. Within it is the many Mediation Techniques developed by ancient Magi that provides a Magus complementary innate spell models that allow them to advance prior to having reached the requirements. Meditation Techniques are limited to rank six and most are incomplete.
[Ode to Mana]: A record from...
"This is..." Fenric barely spat the words out as his whole body shivered in excitement.
He did not think much of it at first but... This... This place was a treasure trove! A absolute paradise for those who craved knowledge! Looks at these descriptions! If, if he could just pry them open and look over the contents... Just a little, just a little bit... and he might gain insight on things he would never be able to fathom in this life. He should ju─
"...Calm down! Calm down!" He took deep breathes and tried his best to compose himself.
For those who knew nothing about spellcraft, this library would be no different from a useless pile of garbage, but to people like him, whose power relied on knowledge alone, it was an irresistible temptation. Many would sell their souls just to have a tiny glimpse.
"...Relax." A calming effect washed over him. The many thoughts of robbing the library and stealing the books vanished instantly. A step too late and it might have really happened. He doubt Edelweiss would let him go if he tried that, unless the books itself were programmed to be 'unstoleable'.
"That was... close." He sighed and canceled the listing.
Another glance at the previous list and he might just lose it. How many years of efforts could be saved with those knowledge? How many pitfalls and accidents could be avoided by the books' guidance? How much power could he gain if he were to comprehend them all? The mere thought of it scared him.
"Let's just prepare for the next world." Fenric sat down. He was going to read the books he had clearance to. No point wasting the three hours he was given. "Let's see..." Searching around, he finally settled down and placed four books on his table.
[The Magus World]: An information crystal containing the information on the Magus World. From a brief history to the details of various eras. The crystal holds every information on history, organizations until the 'Final War'. An encyclopedia of animals, plants, and other entities is also included.
[Elementary Meditation Technique]: A manual for acolytes. It teaches them the basics of spiritual force and helps them start walking the path of a Magus.
[Toril: World of Gods]: An old tome discovered by a party of adventurers inside an ancient ruin. It has compiled every major and minor events ever happened on the third planet from the Sun in Realmspace.
[Becoming An Arcane Spellcaster]: A manual for those who want to become bards, sorcerers, warlocks, and wizards. It teaches them the basics and helps them start walking the path of a spellcaster.
It was research time.
No, he was not going to read them properly. He was going to record them down with the Memory Crystal and continue until he runs out of time or the allocated ten-year memory space.
Haha.
──6 days until the next Mission World.
~ Ephemeral Dream ~
Candidate: Fenric von Leiqritus
Race: Human
Title: Dawn Gazer
Rank: Fifth Rank
STR: 5.1
VIT: 9.2
AGI: 5.3 (+1)
INT: 9.9 (+3)
Equipment: [Silver Flash], [Violet Sunset], [Severed Glare]
Items: Memory Crystal
Skills: -
Skill points: 5
Attribute points: 0
Exchange points: 130,550
(Skills: 2 slots, skills won't be deleted but their levels will be lost when removed, 2 slots are gained per rank up.
Inventory: 2 slots, unstackable, cannot exceed the size of 1 cube meter per slot, impossible to be stolen, 2 slots are gained per rank up.
Equipment: 3 slots per rank. 3 slots are gained per rank up.)
Author's Note:
No chapters for the next two weeks. Final exam T^T
Meanwhile, I have already chosen the next world and I'm writing up the characters and the plot :3
Next Mission World candidates (you guys figured them all out! :O):
World 1: Dragonfriend → Dragonfriend Kingdom Lugnica → Re:Zero - Starting Life in Another World
World 2: Earth Mother → Porcelain rank adventurer → Goblin Slayer
World 3: Maiden of Winter → Holy Maiden of Winter → Fate series
World 4: One's Own Goal → Ainz Ooal Gown → Overlord
World 5: VRMMORPG: Realized World → Aincrad → Sword Art Online