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Chapter 75: Starting the Party

    Chapter 75: Starting the Party


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake looked the woman up and down again. She was still malnourished and her cheeks were slightly sunken.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Have you eaten..? The best thing you can d-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t want to eat! I Don’t want to rest! I want to help! I saw what you didst night, what you did in the woods! You can kill them all, I''m sure of it now! You can get them for killing… killing my broth-” she began shouting in a tirade, but Drake raised his hand stopping her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No. First you eat, then you sleep. Then I promise you I will listen to what you have to say. A healthy mind lives in a healthy body, and your body is weak right now,” Drake said, amiserating expression on his face.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">Very funnying from someone who just snapped at someone a moment ago…” </em><span style="font-weight:400">Natto chided.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">Guilty but, do as I say not as I do applies.</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake thought, hearing ire shout back.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But!” ire tried to argue.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, buts. I am not going anywhere. Youe back in 6 hours or so after resting and filling your belly, and I will listen,” Drake said firmly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">ire gave Drake a fierce scowl but turned back around and stomped off.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">“It would seem you have a habit of pissing women off,”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Natto giggled.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">True, it would seem my track record is getting worse and worse.</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake conceded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Next. What’s your damage?” Drake asked.


    <strong>[Amir Fadel Level 10]</strong>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ah! Y-yes sire, er um Liege?” Amir started as he stumbled over his words.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake ced a hand over his face, the sound of Natto cackling inside his head louder than his own sighing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I have to do something about the way Theo speaks,” Drake chuckled wryly, “Look just Shot is fine. What did you want?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes um.. I heard your speech and saw what you did at the Goblin Camp and wanted to help,” Amir started.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Okay so like everyone else? Is there something specific you want to help with? What ss are you?” Drake asked, feeling himself grow slightly irritated at the roundabout answers he was receiving.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">Do not be rude, he is nervous and wants to help,”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Natto said, reprimanding Drake, anding to the young man’s aide.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">Right, my bad… I’m just on edge, no that’s a poor excuse… I need to do better, I will do better.</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake agreed, sighing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Before the man who looked about 18 give or take, ck hair and fair caramel skin, and wore a simr leather outfit on top of tattered clothes could speak again, Drake apologized.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“My bad, I didn’t mean to be so brusque about it. I’ve just been… nevermind it isn’t an excuse. What is your ss, Amir?” Drake asked, his facexing slightly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You know my name? Oh, an identification skill! I um, I’m an advanced priest ss? I guess? I can’t heal anymore but I have support ss skills that are helpful but not….?” Amir began exining but started to wince as he prolonged his exnation.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake put his hand to his temples.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ok… What skills? Can you show me?” he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Show?” Amir asked back confused.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just think of showing me the skill and ss you have, and I’ll see a window,” Drake exined, a momentter a blue hued window popping up in front of him,


    <strong>[Wealth Maker Level 10] [Rare]</strong>


    <strong>[Wealth Maker] [Rare]</strong>


    <ul>


    <li><strong>A support ss that helps improve the obtainment of treasure for themselves and their constituents.</strong></li>


    </ul>


    <ul>


    <li><strong>A weakbat ss that earns its boon in that it gives massive buffs to wealth making and obtainment.</strong></li>


    </ul>


    <strong>Skill: Treasure Trove P1(0%)[F Rank]</strong>


    <ul>


    <li><strong>Increases the drop chance of higher Grade Items from defeated enemies. Extends to party members.</strong></li>


    </ul>


    <ul>


    <li><strong>Increases the chance of drop by 10% from Common to Rare. (Increased based on Proficiency)</strong></li>


    </ul>


    <ul>


    <li><strong>Increases the chance of drop by 1% from Rare to Epic. (Increased based on Proficiency)</strong></li>


    </ul>


    <ul>


    <li><strong>Extra Effect: Monster Cores are removed from defeated Monsters you have in or assisted in ying, including Party Member Kills, and are ced into your inventory until full.</strong></li>


    </ul>


    <strong>Skill: Experience Pool P1(15%) [F Rank]</strong>


    <ul>


    <li><strong>Increases the gain of experience for all party members.</strong></li>


    </ul>


    <ul>


    <li><strong>Increase the range of which party members can gain experience in rtion to each other.</strong></li>


    </ul>


    <ul>


    <li><strong>Increase of 5% in experience gained (Increased based on Proficiency)</strong></li>


    </ul>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake’s eyes widened in surprise as he looked at the descriptions. Then eyed Amir confused.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“How on earth were you captured? Your skills alone would make you a coveted person no?” Drake asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Amir’s face turned downcast.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, at first that is what everyone thought. But without my healing spells I had nobatpetency. And my skill doesn’t mention it in the descriptions but the increase in drop rarity doesn’t seem to apply within the tutorial. So the experience gain I offered didn’t help much when I was just a liability and the gain didn’t outweigh the time it took to kill the monsters as well as the amount that was shared with me…” Amir exined.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake took his words in for a moment then asked inwardly.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">Natto?</em>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">Hm… I would say that the experience alone makes him worth having with the amount of monsters you kill,”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> she advised.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">Sounds promising, but what about the other skill?</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">It is a normal thing that the system does leave parts out in descriptions as you know. But a skill not functioning within the tutorial… I am afraid I do not know. It could be a restriction on the skill by the sponsors, but that would only further cement that a Primordial is responsible…”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> she answered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake mulled over it for a moment.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Amir, do you have open skill slots?” Drake asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Amir looked hesitant to answer but after a short pause did nheless.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Y-yes.. I actually only have my Main ss-tree filled and nothing else. The group I was with had a person in charge who hoarded the drops we got, and Because I wasn’t helpful after getting my ss rank up they took the stuff I had gotten as a priest. I couldn’t get more after that as I can’t fight monsters in groups like others. Then they kicked me out and I was captured by the goblins… But I promise I’ll work hard! With how many you kill I’m sure my skill will help!” he began shouting desperately, “Please I just want to help! I’m sick of being so useless after helping so much as a priest..”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake looked at the man sympathetically.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">What do you think Natto, what kind of stones would he need?</em>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Natto didn’t answer right away, giving Drake a moment to look out into the small group noticing one more familiar face.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The gruff man he had knocked out in the Cage, his arms folded as he scowled back until Drake met his eyes. Drake gave the man a terse nod then listened to Natto as his attention fell back on Amir.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">Since he is a support ss, he would want the best avable. I would suggest Greed Stones just based on his ss. As far as Sub-tree stones… It is hard pickings, he would want something in line with Soul Mastery. But for his second I do not believe there is one within the tutorial based on the monsters and what we have found so far. Possibly he could get something he needed from a quest reward, or the shop thereafter?”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> she offered.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">I thought quest rewards were random?</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake interjected.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">Only to a point. You will not receive something you can not use ss wise. You received even the Necromancer Stones that you can technically use even if there is a restriction on them based on the tutorial.”</em>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake hummed as he opened his inventory. ncing over the stones he had currently. He could give Amir a Soul Master stone, he had plenty from his run-ins with monsters. But Greed Stones were Rare, and he had only killed a small few of the Treasure Goblins so far.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And the ones that he had killed recently, were still outside the walls. That left Drake with only one stone presently.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake went back and forth in his head for a minute as he looked at the pensive Amir.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Finally Drake sped the man on his shoulder.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Alright, I think we can work with this. Go over there for now while I go through the rest of the people who showed up,” Drake told Amir, pointing to a spot near the tents.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Amir nodded excitedly and ran back through the group.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">You are going soft”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Natto hummed in Drake’s ear.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">And you are being as bipr and annoying as I am, can you pick a mood please?</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake grinned.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">I can go back to threatening to stab you if that is what you are into, stupid, dumb, ape,” </em><span style="font-weight:400">Natto fired back.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">Better.</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake smirked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake quickly fixed his expression as he saw the gruff man step forward. Drake cocking an eyebrow at the even gaze the man was giving him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They stood at about the same height, the man a little higher.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">Damn it, he’s over six foot…</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake cursed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Do you need something, or do you want to hit me for knocking you out?” Drake asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The man scowled, then his face turned to one of remorse surprisingly. As the man scratched the rough stubble on his cheek.


    <strong>[Hudson Lawrence Level 12]</strong>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m not too good with apologizing, so you won’t be hearing sorry from me pup,” Hudson said in his heavy voice.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake screwed his face up at the word <em><span style="font-weight:400">‘Pup’</em><span style="font-weight:400"> but stayed silent as he listened to the man.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But even a stubborn bastard like I know when to say thank you. You did right by bringing me here, I’ve always been stubborn and I wasn’t going unless someone made me. Ah..” Hudson groaned, scratching the back of his head, “I just wanted to say thank you,” he said, offering his hand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake was genuinely surprised by the man’s candidness and took it with a firm shake. Drake could feel the roughness of his hand, reminding him of his friend who used to work in a machine shop.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You don’t have to thank me, I did hit you after all. So we’re square. May I ask where you used to work?” Drake questioned, letting go of Hudson’s hand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hudson raised his own brow at that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Used to be a Welder before all this tomfoolery. Got dropped in as a Warrior because I wasn’t all that familiar with the exnation the man gave me in the white room. So I defaulted to whatever the first ss was,” Hudson exined.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">A man?</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Drake asked internally.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“<em><span style="font-weight:400">Everyone gets a different construct,”</em><span style="font-weight:400"> Natto answered quickly before Hudson went on.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then when I got to level 10 I picked something familiar. Got myself turned into a Machinist. Get to plop some little metal pea shooters on the ground and they go to work. And it was doing just fine until they went and got busted up in a fight and I couldn’t repair them.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? Why’s that?” Drake asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t have the material to make more. Can use the regr iron the Kobolds and Apes had but it don’t quite cut it anymore against them higher level cock suckers and the Goblins. They just tear through the damned things. Not to mention I need Monster Cores to power the little contraptions!” Hudson spat; like actually spat to the ground.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake grimaced a bit but then changed his expression to a wide smile.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hudson! How strong would you say those little boys of yours are?” Drake asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, I’d say pretty damn strong. When we was fighting the Kobolds, they were going toe to toe, and the gunner ones? Could probably kill two or three before they went down on their own.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Drake patted Hudson on the back. An enormous smile formed under his mask.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, Hudson my surly old boy! I think you and I are going to be great friends!”
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