章 11: Moring Breakfast Talk...

Next day, morning, Hidden Cave, on the 1st Floor of the Tower.

After waking up, Samiel saw that Yvraine was still sleeping, so he exited the cave, which was guarded all night by his Undead. He ordered his Undead to guard the area in the situation if some hostiles came over and attempted to enter.

The entire area was crawling with Orks, Magical Beasts, and Monsters, so it was highly probable that they would be attacked during their sleep. For that, he stationed his Undead guards there. Not to mention, there could be other people searching here for treasures or anything.

It was good to be cautious or paranoid... though that didn't really matter at all.

To his surprise, during the night, his Undeads managed to kill another 18 Iron-Tier Ork Warriors and brought back all corpses to him, which he swiftly resurrected as nice Undead. It could be said that during the night, he gained a nice loot in the form of new Undeads.

After that, he created an Ice Sword out of his Ultimate Ability Winter Ruler and started practicing the swordsmanship skills from the memories he obtained. After he decided to train, this would be the first time he would be carrying out some physical exercises.

All of the Katas and Stances he saw in his memories must be transferred to the muscle memory so they could be used effectively in a fight. If he had only memories, they were basically only half-usable or half-useless if he didn't know how to use them properly.

He started with easy basic things, such as the correct way to slash a sword, then hacking and piercing movements, as suddenly he found out that he had been practicing his sword for three hours straight as the sun was already up high in the sky.

"Your movements are still terrible, but at least now it is not reminding a hungry ogre waving his club."

Remarked Yvraine, who woke up some time ago and observed Samiel in his morning sword training.

She immediately wanted to provoke him or whatever, but Samiel mainly ignored her remarks. It appeared that Yvraine was returned back him, his mocking and provocations from yesterday. Or it was also possible, and his skills were so crappy that she decided to comment on it and make fun of him for that.

[Your proficiency with Swordsmanship has been increased by 1%]

As he heard that his proficiency with a sword had increased, he stopped his morning exercise as he looked at Yvraine, who was sitting on huge boulders that were located before the cave. The entire cave entrance was deep within the forest, making it a hidden and secluded place.

"Why are you sitting there like that?"

Questioned Samiel as he went up to her after he stopped his exercise.

"Waiting for you to finish training."

She answered simply as if stating the obvious, not really understanding why he asked such a stupid question. Naturally, she was waiting here for him to finish his stupid club waving. If not for that, she would have left somewhere else to do something productive, not watch him performing Ogre.

"?"

He looked at her confusedly, not really understanding where this conversation was head to.

"You are going to make me breakfast."

She said, or more as she ordered him. Though Samiel could swear she was incapable of asking someone nicely for something, but that was probably due to her upbringing or nature, or she was just doing this to spite him.

As she tasted his cooking yesterday, Yvraine decided that for the time being, Samiel would undertake the role of the cook. That would mean he would be responsible for her meals.

In truth, Yvraine could do something by herself or just take out something from her Dimensional Ring, but his cooking was better. Not to mention, she could annoy him with that, and she knew that he needed her for the items she had in her possession.

And she was helping him with his quest, so she wanted something back. Not to mention her help was far more worth than his, as she would be using some of her precious magic artifacts on him, which were not cheap everyday items.

"If not for you helping me..."

Muttered Samiel angrily as Yvraine looked at him daringly to try something, but in the end, he hunged down his head in defeat. Even if she annoyed him, he needed her skills and, more importantly, her treasures to help him complete the quest.

He was at a disadvantage as his information about the Tower was almost non-existent and non-consistent as he knew only some things, but not enough. He knew that this disadvantage would be slowly rendered ineffective with time, as he would gather the necessary information, but for now...

Additionally, what he lacked, was the background and someone who would supply him with things and others, like Yvraine had, as she had behind her entire Nesser Dynasty, so she could practically ask anything that would help her to climb Tower and clear even more challenging quests.

While Samiel could proceed on his own, it would take him much, much longer than with Yvraine's help. With her help, he could implement the first plan he thought over and be done with it.

If not for her help, he would need to spend a very long time here to properly scheme the downfall of some Ork Clan, which would take a long time. And he didn't really want to spend several years on the first floor.

This place was dangerous as hell, and even though he was in something that could be termed a beginners area, that could change with each day. Who knows when some powerful Ork appears for whatever reason, and then he could only hope that Lady Luck didn't forget about him.

"As my gratitude, I will show you how to wield the blade properly."

She said in a naughty voice as Samiel nodded, rather grateful, as he could see that Yvraine was very, very skilled. Probably she already evolved her Swordsmanship to Sword or, in her care, Blade Mastery. Samiel saw that she was very skilled with her sword; presumably, she had trained for a very long time already.

"Can I ask you something?"

Said Samiel; after half an hour, as he was now skinning down some magical beasts, they found wandering here that Yvraine recognized and said it was pretty tasty, so they hunted it down, and now he was preparing it for breakfast.

"What do you have on mind?"

She answered, not really minding, as he would probably ask something about the Tower, seeing that he didn't have a lot of common sense when it came to the Tower and its political or other layouts.

"Why are you just Iron-Tier?"

He asked as she understood what he was talking about. Normally a person with her background wouldn't really have a problem reaching Bronze-Tier and even Silver-Tier before climbing the Tower. Or that was what he originally thought, but he suspected that there should be some kind of reason behind that.

"It's simple, for the rewards and achievements. Basically, the weaker you start climbing the Tower, the greater your chance of obtaining rewards from either Transcednet Factions or Tower Guardians. In some cases, some lucky people who enter as Level 0 to the Tower and do something incredible have a high chance of attracting the attention of the Tower System. They would get the same treatment as Legendaries, meaning they could receive Quest directly from the Tower."

She explained while making a pause before she continued with her lengthy monologue.

"Most if not all top factions would groom their new generations only in Skill and Ability usage department, but strictly restrict their growth in Levels, so they start climbing the Tower maximally as Level 5 to achieve even better achievements. Of course, not everyone will adhere to this rule, but the majority of those from some level of background would, as it has many benefits."

She explained slowly as Samiel understood the principles behind that behavior. She hoped that the man before he would understand it, hopefully.

"For example, If I started climbing the Tower as Bronze-Tier or Silver-Tier, then I would have almost no chance of attracting the attention of Tower System or Tower Guardians on lower floors, and even If I did the missions, I would receive from them would be extremely hard. That was because at the Lower Floors, there are only a few danger zones, and those are places where even Legendaries would watch their back for their lives. In that way, I would probably be lost half of the potential rewards I could obtain either from the Tower System or my Patron God."

She finished her explanation as Samiel was now in deep thought as to why his Patron God Azathoth didn't give him any mission, but knowing his patron, it may be a good thing.

Probably, because his patron would probably give him a mission in the style of collecting Legendary-Tier Soul or something similar, and with his pitiful strength, that would be instadeath. Son, on one part, it was a good thing, and on another side not, but Samiel didn't lament on it for long.

"Were you ever somewhere outside the Tower?"

Asked Samiel as he was finished with skinning the animal and putting it on fire so that it could roast slowly. He was curious about the other worlds aside from the Tower and about the Cosmos in its whole picture.

He knew from Earth, as countless worlds existed in the wider Cosmos. It was no surprise because some of the more supernatural species that once lived on the Earth came from other worlds. But unfortunately, just as fast as they arrived, they even left.

"Yes. Contrary to what many think, even Legendaries could easily leave the Tower if they knew how, and all top factions in the mortal part of the Tower had their own means to leave the Tower. I left a couple of times, last time to the Dimension that the Nesser Dynasty invaded."

Nesser Dynasty was always looking for ways to expand their territory and influence, so they often attacked other worlds but mainly kept their interest in the worlds with the elven population they could absorb to boost up their forces.

Or they attacked the worlds occupied by species that were destroying the environment, as they destroyed those civilizations and let nature thrive.

This practice reminded him a bit of the eco-terrorists. The Nesser Dynasty wasn't carrying out terrorist acts but rather a world-sized invasion and destroying entire civilizations.