Chapter 174: Gauging and Past Greivences
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hmm…Hmmmmmmmmm…..”
<span style="font-weight:400">“<i><span style="font-weight:400">What are you humming at! It is giving me a headache!”</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Natto shouted.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m humming at if there is a real damage increase with my new Main ss Tree <i><span style="font-weight:400">and</i><span style="font-weight:400"> defense increase,” Drake exined with his hand on his chin as he sat looking at his status screen.
<b>[School of Fire] [F Rank] Proficiency 3(0%)</b>
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<li><b>The active ability set to control the magic school of fire. Your proficiency over fire is still early at this juncture, giving you only the basics of spells.</b></li>
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<li>Spell: Fireball - “The fire of my heart, take form and sear my enemies. Fireball.”</li>
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<li>Basic single target spell. Deals fire damage in a 3 to 1 of Intelligence. Small Mana Cost.</li>
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<li>Spell: Fire Cloud - “The fire of my heart, disperse and set me to the world. Fire Cloud.”</li>
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<li>Basic Area of Effect spell. Deals fire damage in a 5 to 1 of Intelligence. Moderate Mana Cost.</li>
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<span style="font-weight:400">Drake leaned into the screen hoping looking more closely at the screen might give him a glimmer of understanding.
<span style="font-weight:400">“It says that the damage has at least doubled but there’s no way for me to really tell since there aren’t any monsters around. And I kill everything in one shot already so I can’t really gauge the difference.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“<i><span style="font-weight:400">You could use one of the many imbeciles that walk the outpost, no?”</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Natto proposed.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake scoffed, “I’m not going to try a spell against a person. I want to test this, not kill people…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“<i><span style="font-weight:400">Then it will remain a mystery until we find our next E-Rank.”</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">Sighing, Drake fell backward onto the grass with his hands behind his head staring up at the sun. It was the following day after they had returned from the Hive and they still had a few weeks to go.
<span style="font-weight:400">He was taking it slow and wanted to go over his skills little by little during the remaining time. He still had to talk to the Dwarf, but he didn’t think it was urgent. It was always better to let investments sit after all.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake’s aura sense had rocketed past anything he thought was possible with his race change.
<b>Asuran’s Prideful Aura P3(0%) [F Rank]</b>
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<li><b>The monster inside you refuses to be below others and has been honed into a prideful Warrior. The world is meant for you to take your ce above it. You are the epitome, the apex, the ever-oppressive and prideful Tyrant. Your word isw inside your domain.</b></li>
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<li>This skill gives ess to Aura.</li>
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<li>The passive ability to inflict your will upon the world within a certain distance.</li>
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<li>Allows the user to perceive their surroundings within a 65-meter sphere around themselves (Increased based on Proficiency)</li>
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<li>Aura suppresses anyone inside your sphere that is of your rank or lower, giving a perpetual 10% debuff to allbat stats and momentary fear. (Increased based on Proficiency)</li>
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<li>Aura momentarily disrupts any and all spells or skills being cast when will is flexed. Must be of equal or lower Rank.</li>
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<li>Additional Effect: Devourer - Any target inside your sphere of influence has a beneficial buff removed once per hour.</li>
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<li>Additional Effect: Level Killer - If Target is under the effect of Asuran’s Prideful Aura for a extended period of time, the aura will slowly deplete health based on the difference in level and proficiency. (Increased based on Proficiency)</li>
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<span style="font-weight:400">The range of influence had expanded considerably, and with all of his buffs specific to the aura it alone was a tool he could use to do devastating damage.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Might as well be conqueror’s haki… Now my looks can kill. Literally,” Drake chuckled nervously.
<span style="font-weight:400">He could feel nearly everyone moving within Shigure’s camp,ing and going from tents, stalls, the gates, and more. He was essentially the FBI agent everyone thought was watching them constantly but he would rather not have been.
<span style="font-weight:400">Thankfully the skill didn’t overwhelm him with information as much as you would think. It was jarring at first that was sure, but some fine tuning before bed, reducing the range slightly, and he was set.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I could have gone without being aware of so many people doing the dirty, but not like I can bleach my eyes right now. Would my eyes survive that?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“<i><span style="font-weight:400">Oh please try. It would be very funny,” </i><span style="font-weight:400">Natto chimed in.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ok, so probably shouldn''t do that, if you seem that eager…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“<i><span style="font-weight:400">Please, it would not kill you. It would… simply sting a lot for a long period of time. You would be fine, your improved regeneration skill would make it fine.”</i>
<b>Asuran’s Honed Physic P3(0%) [F Rank]</b>
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<li><b>May your reign be long and as strong as thee.</b></li>
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<li>This skill increases one’s body, bringing it to the brink of what is possible. Allowing its user to live and prosper while their Kingdom grows under their watchful eye.</li>
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<li>Passive Effect: Your health pool is now doubled. 5% Passive Health Regeneration. (Increases based on Proficiency)</li>
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<li>Extra Effect: You now gain an additional 10 Vitality per level.</li>
</ul>
<span style="font-weight:400">“Can’t argue there….”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake let the conversation die, taking in the sun as he bathed in the warm light. Soon he could sense footsteps approaching, but he could only imagine who it was.
<span style="font-weight:400">Lately, Drake had been stuck in a pickle. Or a rock and a hard ce. He wasn’t sure if it was his constant risking of his life for others or maybe his dashing charms? Regardless a new storm had rolled in on his life.
<span style="font-weight:400">“This is where you are?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake craned his head backward to see the voice.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Megan… Hi…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Are you avoiding me?” she asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I am. I thought you would take a hint after I let down Chelsea that I’m not interested in the whole harem trope.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“E-excuse me?! I just wanted to thank you! If it wasn’t for youing back and beating that monster, we would all be dead. Gratitude doesn’t insinuate romantic interest you idiot!” she yelled.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Then why didn’t you just say thank you like Julia did, and move on? Why are you hounding me whenever ire isn''t around? I’m not that oblivious.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I-i…I just wanted to make it heartfelt! A simple thank you wouldn’t convey what I was thinking…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Megan, I’m not Chris. I’m not your hero. And I don’t want to take advantage of you. I’m also involved with another woman already. I’d appreciate you understanding that and finding someone else.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Megan’s face blushed in a sh of scarlet before she stammered something incoherent and stormed off.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Is the drama worth not having infidelity…? And what’s with women throwing themselves at metely? All I’m doing is killing monsters, anyone can do that.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake shook his head and resumed his sunbath, hoping it would be thest of people he didn’t want to see for the day.
<span style="font-weight:400">A few minutester and more footsteps crushed grass underneath.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Who is it this time? If you’re going to confess your love to me, at least wait an hour please!” Drake shouted.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Who is going to confess anything to you…?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake turned his head seeing an angsty ck-haired teen.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, Shigure? You sure? With how much you seem to hate me I kinda thought you were ying the tsundere angle. But I’ll have you know I don’t swing that way. Tom might though.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Your jokes are noted. But fortunately, I have business matters to discuss.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake looked the teen up and down, noticing how unperturbed he was with the jab. Then a lightbulb lit up in Drake’s head.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh… you sly dog you! You confessed to someone, just not me huh!” Drake shouted wiggling his eyebrows and standing.
<span style="font-weight:400">That seemed to have hit the right spot as Shigure’s face turned rosy.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I-i don’t know what you mean! I have no idea what you are speaking of! Drop the matter I have something important to discuss!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ohe on, I already know who it was. So does everyone else, it’s hardly a secret if I’m right,” Drake smiled, “But I’ll let you off the hook for now. So, what is it?”
<span style="font-weight:400">Shigure coughed trying to regain hisposure.
<span style="font-weight:400">“The Hive you mentioned. We are having difficulty gaining ess to the tunnels you detailed. It seems whatever monstrous disy you and that Ant had put on, has destroyed the entrance and made it nearly impossible to get into without a talented Earth Mage.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“So you could only ask me huh? Ok, let’s get going then.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Shigure looked surprised.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Just like that?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Just like that.”
<span style="font-weight:400">—------
<span style="font-weight:400">“So, Shigure tell me more of what is going on with the outpost since we’re doing this,” Drake asked as they walked with a contingency of people behind them.
<span style="font-weight:400">“There is nothing of significance that you don’t already know from talking to the guards,” Shigure answered.
<span style="font-weight:400">“No I don’t mean the stuff they know. I mean the things that you did that changed you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Shigure’s brow lifted at the question.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake scoffed, “I know something big happened, you changed from a hot-headed kid to a budding leader. You haven’t taken any of my bait, and you are concise with what needs to be done now. I’d say that''s a major step up. And that doesn’t happen for no reason.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Shigure looked like he was struggling with addressing the topic, so both they and the group behind them walked in silence to the Hive for some time.
<span style="font-weight:400">Eventually, Shigure spoke up.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I had sentenced the criminals you brought.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake looked over but didn’t speak, allowing Shigure to unload.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I hadn’t known the extent of how far some people had fallen. I thought what happened… What happened to my friend was a tragedy done by an insane individual. I thought people would be more…”
<span style="font-weight:400">“More like you? Bright-eyed and idealistic. Out for the good of others just because?” Drake interrupted, not able to help himself.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Y-yes.. I thought people would understand that we could not make it alone, that we needed to band together to help and survive. But I underestimated how greed and thirst for power would affect the minds of those who had a taste for it. I was blind.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake hummed, thinking back on his own realization a day ago, “Seems like we both were blind to some things, but there’s always room to grow from them. This psycho that did this to your friend. This is the first I’m hearing of it. Do you know who it was?” Drake asked leadingly.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I do… His name was Kohoo, he seemed like a normal man when we met, but I was soon proven wrong…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake turned to Shigure, stopping them both.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Then, there’s no worries there. I killed that sorry piece of scum months ago.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You what?!” Shigure shouted.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Ow.. Dude, my ears. I’m standing right next to you.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What proof do you have?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Do you really need proof? The guy disappeared from thedder board a while ago. Shouldn’t that be enough?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I suppose that’s true… What did you do to him?” Shigure asked.
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake turned and began to walk again.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Well, he and a couple of his goons tried to kill me for my TP when it happened. It was almost right out of a cliche viin scene. They took Theo hostage after I had just fought Bear.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Shigure put his hand to his chin in thought then spoke of his realization.
<span style="font-weight:400">“This was when Sir Bear had just returned? That means you had to have fought with the debuff his skill produces?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Right you are. Thankfully it was ending just as they got to me. I knew Kohoo from before the tutorial. I won’t get into the details but, I learned some very depressing stuff. So the fight ensued and I took my first human life that night. And many more. Stewart, Kohoo’s real name got the drop on me as I was escaping with Theo who was badly injured.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Drake pulled his ruined robe’s sleeve back showing the scar from his previously missing arm.
<span style="font-weight:400">“That’s when he took my arm from me. And then I used that same arm he took to beat his face into the ground. Rest is history,” Drake exined.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Just like from hunter hunter….” someone behind them mumbled.
<span style="font-weight:400">Shigure turned to the voice.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Sato? Why are you here?” Shigure asked,pletely surprised.
<span style="font-weight:400">“Oh, I wanted to tag along. Not every day the strongest person in the apocalyptic tutorial you''re in is an otaku who can literally turn anime into real life,” Sato smiled.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I like him! He’s spot on that guy,” Drakeughed, “Come, brother! Let me wile you with my tales of wondrous anime battles!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“Hai, Shishou!” Sato replied with extensive gusto.
<span style="font-weight:400">Shigure sighed and trailed behind them, but said nothing. He looked at the back of Drake with new eyes. He had never would have thought that the man would have been the one to avenge his friend. Strange how the world worked.