Chapter 51: Payment Incoming
Bell finally hit 350 marks, he nearly made it to the 6th floor entrance but he turned back, at this point he was nearly at the surface. The only piece of equipment that hadn't fallen to ruins has been his halberd but the two large hide bags at his sides were enough to make him forget about his equipment, as he entered the Loki Familia he found Lefiya panicky running around with a large pot of water in her hands, while the scene was more than funny he stifled back the laugh and called out
"Hey, You alright?" Lefiya froze at the voice slowly turning her head to meet Bell's gaze and instantly shrunk once she met it using the pot to cover the majority of her face "Y-yea… Lumas is in his forge,"
"Ookayy" Awkwardly walking away Bell thought why he even attempted to have a conversation with the 'Thousand Elf', walking around the mansion into the back section he made his way to a small rundown building with a large chimney currently billowing smoke, knocking on the door he waited for a response to open but after a few minutes of waiting he just opened the door to find Lumas carefully inspecting and sharpening a sword, behind Lumas was a sword unlike any other, this was his first time seeing Shadowsteel, he had heard stories of its beauty and sharpness from the fellows in the canteen but they couldn't do it justice
"Don't touch anything unless you know what they are made of, If you wish to have a word with me wait until I finish" Not even looking up from the sword as he methodically yet elegantly stoked the sword against the whetstone, the sword let out a pleasant hum as it glided up and down the whetstone.
After half an hour Lumas carefully set the sword aside on to a large piece of hide, Looking up he spoke "Welcome back from the dungeon, how about we update your status?" Motioning towards a chair off to the side, Bell quickly stripped his upper half and plopped into the chair he'd be lying if he said he wasn't excited
[Bell Cranel
Level: 1
STR: 195-H END: 201-G
DEX: 209-G AGI: 220-G
MAG: 0-I
Skills: 100 Illusioned Movements
Developmental Skills:
Magic:
(Available Next Level Up: Spearman, Spear Dance, Pain Resistance, Polearm Dance)]
Humming slightly, Lumas nodded his head, Bell's growth beats his own. While he didn't expect this this simply shows that Lumas didn't know exactly what he gained during his trismigration. Although it's something he doesn't like to think about he still has many questions about what his requests have given him, the system was simply a whim by a god, the race he held was yet another whim… so what had he gained? He doesn't have unmatched potential unless you count his bloodline traits, his talent isn't the best either, his blacksmithing? Well that could be a gift but it's unrelated to his wishes…
Handing Bell his status sheet Lumas sank into thought
[!Ding!]
[Lumas Freycliff
Familia: Freycliff (God: Lumas Freycliff)
Title: The Keeper
Race: God-Blood (Perfected)
Level 2
STR: 1002-S END: 1360-S
DEX: 1001-S AGI: 1004-S
MAG: Zenith
Skills: Item Box (S), Equivalent Exchange (S), Test of Will (A)
Developmental Skills: Blacksmith (A), Reforge (B), Embodiement of Magic (EX), Reset (EX)
Magic: Magic Bestowel (EX), Magic Mimic (EX), Genesis Flames (Zenith)
(Available Next Level Up: Swordsman, Sword Dance, Consecutive Hit, Mixing)
Familia Members: Lumas Freycliff, Bell Cranel]
Nothing helped him in any way to find the answers to his questions, even further inspection didn't give any leads. Letting out a sigh Lumas grabbed the magic stones from Bell heading over to a shelf at the side grabbing a large leather bag as he tossed it towards Bell he spoke out
"Take it, it doesn't fit me anymore and we will say it's payment" As Bell opened the bag he found a set of armor, he couldn't tell what it was made from but it seemed to be lined in small scales, the stark grey armor came with a greenish metal chest guard and vambraces, he could tell that the armor had seen its days in battle but yet it still held true, turning towards Lumas he gave a slight bow "Thank you"
Lumas waved his hand about "No need, You have a training session with Susan today, from now on 3 days a week you will be going through combat training, what days you aren't in training you will be in the dungeon. Come to me for potions, equipment repairs, or if you feel that your training regime could be harder"
With a hard nod Bell went upstairs to get into his armor, leaving his halberd behind carefully resting up against the wall, Lumas looked at the halberd before sneering "Ugly…" returning his attention to the carefully sorted weapons in the table he sat back down slowly getting into a rhythm of sharpening alongside a small tune he was humming to himself
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Welf was currently carrying a large metal chest, the weight of the chest would be something most level 2s would find difficult however as a blacksmith Welf prided himself in his strength, he had quite a while to walk to arrive at the Loki Manor and he had to do it with 233 million Valis. Luckily Hephaestus sent a higher level member of the Familia to make sure that the payment didn't get stolen along the way, sadly he refused to carry the chest
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