Chapter 56: What Comes After.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I swear! When Theo gets back I’m going to p him for not getting more water..!" Drake huffed, buckets of sweat beading from his skin.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Why are you not using your water magic?" Natto interjected from her seat on the rock, looking at him confused.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake turned his face into a mess of confusion, "What do you mean!? I always thought drinking water made from mana would have like, I don’t know adverse effects? You know like that one anime where it gives you the runs," he pointed out.
<span style="font-weight:400">Natto’s face scrunched up, "What? No. Water made from mana is perfectly safe, what sort of backwards show did you watch toe to that conclusion?"
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake scratched his cheek sheepishly, another droplet of sweat cascading down from his bow to drip off his chin.
<span style="font-weight:400">Coughing Drake moved on, "I’m only a few more kilos away frompleting the quest. And we have plenty of time left, thankfully. This Mine was a real blessing," Drake said, grinning at the debuff timer.
<b>Divine Frailty</b>
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<li><b>Lasts 3 Hours 43 Minutes 18 Seconds</b></li>
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<span style="font-weight:400">"Now all I need is thest of the Mana Infused Silver and we are done!" Drake shouted, "But first I need some water, I’ve sweated at least 5 times my weight in water…."
<span style="font-weight:400">Natto waved her hand in front of her face, "Yes, I have certainly noticed…" she mumbled in besmirchment.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake gave her a smile as he walked over, "Oh you don’t say?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"What are you doing you smelly beast! Away with you!" she shouted at him.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Awe but we were just good friends when I gave you those cores, now you don’t want anything to do with me? I’m hurt," Drake said in faux offense.
<span style="font-weight:400">She jumped backwards to space herself from Drake, "You reek worse than a wet animal. Consider yourself lucky I am even within line of sight of you, let alone breathing the same air," she scowled.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Now that’s just rude," Drakeughed, squirting her with a summoned stream of cold water from his hand.
<span style="font-weight:400">Natto shrieked at the sudden dousing of cold water, her hair and fur deting and sticking to herself.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Haha! Now who’s the wet animal!" Drake said in triumph.
<span style="font-weight:400">She leveled him with a murderous gaze, her hand slowly reaching into her sleeve, a metal gleam slowly reflecting in the torchlight.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake’sughing and smile turned to a grimace, "Okay! A little water never hurt anyone, here," Drake said, pushing some windbined with some light fire for a warm wind in a makeshift air dryer.
<span style="font-weight:400">Natto’s hair and fur curled backwards with the flowing wind, as she closed her eyes and leaned into the pleasant feeling.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">Wow, that pacified her quickly… She kinda looks like that pomeranian from that one movie with Ryan and Sandra, in like what 2010? 2009? Even her tail is wagging! I didn’t know squirrels could do that… He mused.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">"Satisfied?" Drake said, still blowing the pleasant wind at the irate red furred construct.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Mmmm… I require five more minutes… Make sure to get my tail, it is still damp. And <i><span style="font-weight:400">be</i><span style="font-weight:400"> delicate! My fur is worth more than your life!" she ordered.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Yes, your <i><span style="font-weight:400">highness</i><span style="font-weight:400">…" Drakeughed, aiming the stream of warm wind towards her tail.
<span style="font-weight:400">After the subsequent five minutes and a much more cated angry little red squirrel construct. Drake got to bathing himself. Slightly regretting once again for theck of soap and shampoo.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">My kingdom for a bar of soap…</i><span style="font-weight:400"> He sighed inwardly as he poured warm water over himself and his clothing, taking time to scrub at his wounds tenderly, checking the scarring underneath the now ckened flesh.
<span style="font-weight:400">Thankfully his regeneration had been a great help in curing the raw flesh and sealing the wounds. It even seemed topletely heal his internal injuries as the bruising was nearly non existent at this point. His exhaustion was lessened as well with his Weakened status falling off.
<span style="font-weight:400">While he poked around his body in between washing off the filth, he pondered on how he would fill the time afterpleting his first Profession Quest. Would it be better to continue Mining to raise his proficiency? Or go and try his hand at jewelry crafting?
<span style="font-weight:400">But he quickly remembered he had no tools and dismissed the crafting for the moment. Leaving his other options of continuing to chip away at the walls, or practice his magic. He had after all only had limited practice with his elements and also needed to figure out how to use them with his endowment.
<span style="font-weight:400">He had only given himself a brief period to look over his skills while walking and mining the mines, but he did not notice the additions to some of his skills.
<b>Elemental Endowment P1(42%) [F-Rank]</b>
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<li><b>A spell that allows the user to use elemental magic to perform extraordinary feats through endowing aspects of their magic into their body and weapons.</b></li>
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<li>A spell that ces a buff based on Elemental Magic used. While the spell is in use, the user may not perform magic with said Elemental Magic. This is not limited to base elements and includes magics of confluence.</li>
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<b>. . . . .</b>
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<li><b>Spell: Endowment - "The power of Lightning is not thine to adhere, but mine to possess. Endowment."</b></li>
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<li>Effect: Increase in Dexterity and Strength by 50%. In addition to increased reaction time, and visual acuity. (Increased based on Proficiency)</li>
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<li>Spell: Endowment - "The power of Ice is not thine to adhere, but mine to possess. Endowment."</li>
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<li>Effect: Increase in Dexterity by 50% and Active Regeneration by 10%. In addition to increase by 50% of Magic based damage. (Increased based on Proficiency)</li>
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<li>Spell: Endowment - "The power of Magma is not thine to adhere, but mine to possess. Endowment."</li>
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<li>Effect: Increase in Strength and Defensive Effectiveness by 50%. In addition to a 20% increase in resistance against Debuffs. (Increased based on Proficiency)</li>
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<li>Cost: Use of Elemental School of Magic while the spell is in use. In cases of confluence magic, all included Schools of Magic will be temporarily locked.</li>
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<li>Cooldown: None</li>
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<i><span style="font-weight:400">This is quickly bing my favorite skill. I can only imagine how strong it gets atter ranks. But what’s bothering me is that now that I have ess to confluence magic, why did it only open the door for three different types of deviant magic? I have a feeling it’s because of myck of understanding of elements or some other practical reason but I’ll have to look into it more or… He thought, looking back to Natto.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">"Hey Natto," Drake said, still sopping wet as he went through his mental gymnastics.
<span style="font-weight:400">She looked up, with a look of ‘What is it now?’
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake just ignored it, already used to her sassy personality, "Do you have any idea why I can’t use things like Nature Magic, Metal, Gravity, Space and Time or anything else when I have ess to the four basic elements? Seems a bit wed to me,"
<span style="font-weight:400">"Yes," she said tly, looking at him almost pitifully, "The reason is very simple, you are not mentally capable of wrapping your head around those concepts. As much as I like to tease you about being an imbecile, those are extremelyplicated forms of magic, and without specific skills to aid you. I am afraid you are simply not able to understand those concepts at the moment. Certainly through hard work you could do it," she said consolingly, "And give or take a few hundred years."
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake scoffed. It wasn’t anything he didn’t suspect already but knowing the truth helped. Because that would mean a very small minority would be able to do certain things without their ss being specifically for the subject or without in-depth knowledge of a subject.
<span style="font-weight:400">And though it pained him to realize that his Dual ss wasn’t the omnipotent ss he thought it could be, he still had many positives within his skill set.
<span style="font-weight:400">Now he had another decision to make. He had been putting it off because of his body, and fear of not being able to handle two stones in such a short amount of time, but he eyed the Oppression Stone from his inventory window.
<b>[Skill Stone: Oppression] [Rare]</b>
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<li><b>Unlocks a random skill from the Oppression tree</b></li>
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<li>Requires an open skill slot</li>
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<span style="font-weight:400">He needed to face the fact that he would need the strength of this stone sooner thanter.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake began washing himself again, gingerly peeling away some more scar tissue from his side as he asked Natto, "So I’ve been wondering. Why haven’t you changed at all since you ranked up?"
<span style="font-weight:400">When Natto had ranked up from No-Rank to F-Rank, there had been virtually no change in her appearance or strength. She had told Drake that she was now able to ess more information but it had been of little help so far. And Drake had half expected her to grow or something, maybe gain some more tails like a mystical fox but only a squirrel.
<span style="font-weight:400">"What would you like ape, an update on every little thing I am now privy to?" She asked incredulously.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Actually yeah, that would be a good start," he nodded, pouring water on his head, finally feeling clean enough to start drying himself off.
<span style="font-weight:400">Natto was taken aback for a moment at the candid answer, but began exining the small amount she could pertaining to her ‘new’ knowledge of the tutorial, ranks, and some of the races that he would possibly meet outside the tutorial on the newly merged Earth.
<span style="font-weight:400">"- so the ‘new’ Earth will be around 10 timesrger than normal, as it has been merged with at minimum 5 others, and maximum 10 depending on the size, but there is always a standard for the two new worlds in an integrated system. They must meet the minimum threshold of resources for an F-Grade, and be hospitable for the merged races of said. This will be turning a few things on their heads as climates will not function the same as they did before. Some spaces of the will be severely harsher or more amodating depending on what they were integrated from," she said at length.
<span style="font-weight:400">"So what does that mean exactly for my family? They were only 30 minutes away by car before this all happened," Drake asked slightly apprehensive.
<span style="font-weight:400">"I am sorry to tell you this, Drake, but they could technically be anywhere. The is ced in a somewhat puzzle piece way when they are merged, so someone or somece that was right next to you could very well be on the other side of the," she said, her face bing slightly downcast from delivering the news.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake’s face also tensed as he contemted what to do now. The whole idea of him just taking a short run to them and making sure they were ok was out the window now.
<span style="font-weight:400">"You said that when the tutorial ends we are going to be ced where we were before, so my apartment," Drake asked, his eyes still on the gray stone colored floor of the mineshaft, "So that applies to my family, what about the kids under 16?"
<span style="font-weight:400">"They will as well go to their previous locations. But Drake," she began looking up at him with a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips, "I do have a way to find your family but it will not be instantaneous, and you may need to wait a small time before you can use the method to find them."
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake''s head perked up, "What! What is it? How long will it take?"
<span style="font-weight:400">Natto’s hands went up catingly, "Please cease. Hear me out, there are some things first we must do, so please stay focused on the tutorial for now. But you must do two things, there is an item called a Town Sanction Node, that you may buy from one of the system made stores after the tutorial. Only those with an Assistant would know of it, unless there was some sort of interference from a tutorial sponsor," she exined, "So I must ask that you withhold at least 200,000 TP for after the tutorial, 100,000 for the Node, and 100,000 for the quest afterwards."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Wait, how is that even fair?" Drake asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">She smiled, "Who said anything in the world was fair? But yes there is some equality for this. The node and the quest are avable to everyone, but using TP will skip the prerequisites and allow you to get a head start on nearly everyone."
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake was ecstatic, a glimmer of hope building into purpose. Now he had an even bigger reason to continue to gain levels and TP. He didn’t need to hear more, as he went ahead and found the nearest silver vein and began going to town, his determination once again renewed like a fire receiving more kindle.
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<span style="font-weight:400">Theodore ran for an hour straight through the forest, his excessive need to reach his liege was of the utmost importance.
<span style="font-weight:400">He had long lost the trailing Goblins thanks to his new skill Grand Dark Veil, his doppelgangers able to do just enough to elude the monsters.
<span style="font-weight:400">Passing trees in a blur Theodore crossed the familiar dirt road, marked with a giant Gnoll in overalls. He was now within distance of the Outpost, its wooden outsides a blessing to his eyes, and sore feet.
<span style="font-weight:400">Theodore beelined for the Gate, uncloaking himself as he shouted and beat on the door.
<span style="font-weight:400">"My Liege! This one implores you to open the gate! I have pressing news to apprise you of!"
<span style="font-weight:400">Theodore continued to batter at the door with his fists, his hair and clothes bing disheveled. The gate began to creek suddenly forcing Theodore to cease his pounding and back up to allow it to swing open.
<span style="font-weight:400">But what awaited Theodore was nothing. His liege was not at the gate wheel. And before Theodore could turn around or cast his cloaking spell again, a sharp pain assailed his side, apanied by a whisper.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Well well, what do we have here..? The butler?" the voice whispered, slowly revealing itself, as Theodore looked down at the small knife that protruded from his abdomen, it slowly painted in a bright red that pooled and dripped at the hilt.
<span style="font-weight:400">Theodore looked up to find a man a head shorter than himself, with mousey facial features, and a devilish grin.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Let’s have some fun shall we? While we wait for the other one," said the man, as other men and women in simr attire of ck, some wearing masks revealed themselves as well. Each holding short swords or daggers partnered with sinister expressions.