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I get up from the bed that I laid down in when I logged off. My first step should be getting to the city of Glendar. That is one of the only places he is known to be at, when I get there I'll have to do some asking around to find him. I walk out of my bedroom and head downstairs into the main hall of the inn. Going down the stairs I look and see a bunch of passed out drunk people, I don't know how people can sleep with so much snoring coming from so many different people. I reach the bottom of the stairs and I can see that the barkeeper is cleaning up some dishes and glass pitchers. I make it over to him and hand him the key back. "You won't be staying any longer?" I must be one of the few that pay for an actual room and don't free load like the rest of these guys.
I smile and shake my head no. He gives a relaxed sigh and I make my way to the exit. I step out onto the paved road and noticed that the sun is just rising over the hills and walls. Some people are already starting their days and getting to work. I need to get a move on as well, I can make it to Glendar in half the time if I hurry. I walk to the exit of the city and pass shops as well as some poor beggars. As I am about to turn my final corner before the gate to the city I notice some frail kids sitting by some garbage cans.
I could give the 2 of them the last of my gold. I have a little over a hundred, and I won't be needing them since I'll be making more than enough gold. I stop and walk over to them, I kneel down to draw the bigger ones attention. "Do you guys not have a home or something?" The bigger one looks at me in fear. I get it, most who ask that question don't have good intentions. "Don't worry I'm not going to hurt you. Here take this and get to a safe place with it." I reach into my inventory and hand 50 some odd coins in a bag to one and the other with the same.
They looked at me with shocked eyes that are to dry to become wet from tears. "Thank you so much mister...." I don't need to hear anymore than that. I get up and as I am walking off I get a system notification. This one disappoints me beyond what I believed I could be in this game. I am disgusted by what I read and I regret being someone from my world.
[Congratulations! You are the first player to give money to the poor beggar's on the street that you don't know!]
[New title added: Caring Person]
[Arch-Angel Michael and The Almighty smile at your actions]
[Penia the goddess of poverty is warmed and touched by your actions]
[+8,000 reputation with the deity's of heaven]
Reading this makes me sick in humanity. I get people think this is a game and they don't care about NPC's, but I should have been the first person to show something akin to generosity to the poor. The saying ignorance is bliss is more than applicable to this. I know what its like to be homeless and in desperate need of money. If anyone shows that they care it can really change someone's life. The state of the poor in our world isn't as bad as it used to be, but that is no excuse for this. To take my mind off of this bad mood I open my stats to do some work.
[Slayer (Zern) Lvl.19]
[Exp: 16,180/21,000]
[Title: The Son of Arch-Angel Michael (Hidden),+3 more]
[Stats]
[Strength - 895]
[Endurance - 845]
[Dexterity - 850]
[Speed - 845]
[Focus - 7345]
[Mana: 73450/73450]
[Health: 6,960/6,960]
[Stat Points: 150]
[Armor rating: 475]
[Inventory]
[Skills/Perks]
[Inheritor of the sword (Passive) - Son of Heaven (Passive) - Heavens light Lvl.4 325/400 (Active) - Protected by Heaven Lvl.4 225/300 (Active) - Slash Lvl.10 300/1000 (Active) Slayer of Evil (Passive) - Holy Willow Trees savior (Passive) - Parry Lvl.1 80/100 (Active) - Finder of Legends (Passive) - The divine who has legend (Passive) - Destined for Greatness (Passive) - Dungeon Diver - (Passive) Kingslayer - (Active) Raging Machine - (Active)]
I can see that a new title has been added and now I have a total of 4. Now my focus shifts from that and I look at the 150 unused skill points. I invest 120 into speed to make this trip I am about to take a little faster. It will take a little over a day running at full speeds and resting when I need to. I take a look at the new values and I am now at 30 stat points.
[Slayer (Zern) Lvl.19]
[Exp: 16,180/21,000]
[Title: The Son of Arch-Angel Michael (Hidden),+2 more]
[Stats]
[Strength - 895]
[Endurance - 845]
[Dexterity - 850]
[Speed - 965]
[Focus - 7345]
[Mana: 73450/73450]
[Health: 6,960/6,960]
[Stat Points: 30]
[Armor rating: 475]
[Inventory]
[Skills/Perks]
[Inheritor of the sword (Passive) - Son of Heaven (Passive) - Heavens light Lvl.4 325/400 (Active) - Protected by Heaven Lvl.4 225/300 (Active) - Slash Lvl.10 300/1000 (Active) Slayer of Evil (Passive) - Holy Willow Trees savior (Passive) - Parry Lvl.1 80/100 (Active) - Finder of Legends (Passive) - The divine who has legend (Passive) - Destined for Greatness (Passive) - Dungeon Diver - (Passive) Kingslayer - (Active) Raging Machine - (Active)]
I am pretty close to leveling up as well. I should use that 2x exp boost I was saving from the beginning of the game. I will be traveling through a dangerous area alone and I'll could make some levels on my way to Glendar. I finally make it to the gate and begin to make my way to Glendar. I start to run fast and maintain a decent speed so I don't burn myself out so fast. As Cera makes his way to Glendar there is a meeting between guilds in the country of Salamander.
The first recognizable person at this meeting is Wilted Rose. I know for sure that we can take down this world boss if the 3 of our guilds work together, but there will be extreme conflict about the rewards. I look over to the entrance of the tent and hear two male voices approach. They enter and I see Dark Blade talking to Munchies. Munchies is a well behaved guild leader compared to the other I met so it might go better than it did in the past. "Now that you guys are here what's the plan?" They sit down at the table I am at.
We have found the area where the world boss has been sighted the most. We have set up camp with all of our forces. Everyone combined there is about 120,000 players here ready for the next time the world boss shows up. "We have scouts out surveying the area already, we have set up trap here, here, and here." He points to different parts of the map and I can see what the general idea is. Now the last question that remains is the distribution of the troops. This task belongs to me and I already have a plan set out.
I just need to know one final detail before all the pieces are put together. "I have the plan for the troops all laid out and ready. I just need to know the general level so I can fill in the spots with the appropriate players." They both give me hesitant looks and I can understand why. However, levels don't stay the same and neither does information. What I learn here won't come back to bite them. "Come on guys, none of us can do anything with that information." Munchies sighs and I can see that he has relented. Dark Blade is still hesitant though.
He finally relents and gives me the information I need. "My swordsman and knights are around level 21 and 22. My mages and rangers are around 20. That's all the information I am willing to share." I begin to fill in the blank spots on the map and they can see the plan I have. It is similar to the plan I used to get rid of the Deadzone guild. There are difference here and there, but nothing to big. I remember that day. We lost a lot of players, but we succeeded.
I look over waiting for Munchies information to finish the map out. "My mages and rangers are the same as Dark Blades. My knights and swordsman are all between 23 and 24." I use that information and finish the battle plan. They look over it and have happy faces with the plan. "I'll go get my troops in position and wait for any updates on sightings." Munchies is the first to leave and that only leaves me and Dark Blade.
He rubs his head and leans back in his chair. He isn't the type to look like this. His mindset could be compromised and risk this entire battle. "We need your head in the game if we are to win this. Other guild alliances are set up other places. We only got the best spot since we got here first." Dark Blade looks at me in mind frustration. I touched a nerve and now he seems to be even more in edge. Instead of dragging this on I make my way out of my tent and go speak to my commanders. We also play a role in this battle just like everyone else, and I'll be damned if I am the reason it fails.
{No uploads on Saturday or Sunday this week. So I am double uploading today!}
{For anyone who wants to complain about the POV save your breath. I am still doing it my way and there is no reason you should have problems understanding it. For example: Cera makes his way down the trail and sets up camp and logs off as night falls. Back miles and miles down the road he came from. The guards and travelers have also set up camp. There is a discussion between Kursco James and the butler Relomal from earlier. This is how I change POV's in this chapter as well as all my other chapters, there should be no problem following the story unless you are a poor reader or are using google translate. I will never do (POV of Example) in this story. I will continue to delete any comments pertaining to this sort of thing.}
{I put up a new chapter in the auxiliary for levels, classes, and gears. If you want information like that check it out.}
{Thanks for pointing out the Stat points instead of skill points ReadingExMachina!!}
I have made it pretty deep into the trail and I can feel plenty of enemies out in the wilds of Vedersfall. The enemies here in Vedersfall are stronger then the ones in Zenith. That's how it is for players at least, it doesn't make any difference to the higher leveled NPC's. For the NPC's that haven't reached tier 1 yet are in the same boat as the players. I wont have any issues killing opponents now that I have The Witness, this sword is truly ridiculous. I can see why Pesticide was infamous in his battles, this blade will kill any player. Just a regular attack now does 34,300 damage, the new active skills I got will also make it to where I can take on higher leveled enemies.
As I am doing a light run to get to Glendar faster I encounter a caravan that is under attack. The guards are holding off the attackers as best they can, but they are slowly falling. Some bandits actually set up an ambush point like this so deep in the wilds of Vedersfall that it makes me question their intellect. I can see the leader shouting orders to his fellow guards. "Make sure you protect the precious cargo! It is to important to lose to some raggedy ass bandit scum!!" I will admit that he does a good job motivating his soldiers. All the carts are filled with cargo except for one that looks to be carrying a noble or wealthy merchant. I see no reason not to help them so I draw Dead's Bane and The Witness. I charge at the first bandit I see and inspect his stats.
[Morpho Path Bandit Lvl. 18]
5,560/5,560 HP
[You have dismembered his torso]
[You have ignored his armor]
-34,300
+250 exp
I slice at the top of his left shoulder and go clean through his torso and exit his right hip. 2 separate pieces of the man fall apart from each other as his cleanly cut organs spill out onto the ground. It was like cutting through air when I attacked him. I would have been nauseous if I was a new player still, but future experience has helped me with the dirty part. I am not getting that much exp for these guys so I am not going to use my exp boost now. If I think about it, it would be wise if I saved it for the first quest I'll get from Flint. The name of the bandit worries me a little, Morphos Path is the name of the road I'm taking. That means there is a good chance they have a base of operations here.
I look at my next target and I can see his obvious fear. I want to cut down the rest of these guys and get on my journey. Looking around there are about 3 guards left and 6 bandits left. I charge to my next target looking to finish these guys off in succession.
[Morpho Path Bandit Lvl. 17]
5,040/5,040 HP
100% critical vital point struck
[You have dismembered his head]
[You have ignored his armor]
-68,600 critical
+200 exp
I immediately go to the next target and continue this till none remain.
[Morpho Path Bandit Lvl. 19]
5,940/5,940 HP
[You have dismembered his right hip down to his left thigh]
[You have ignored his armor]
-34,300
+300 exp
[Morpho Path Bandit Lvl. 16]
4,750/4,750 HP
[You have dismembered his arms and torso from a horizontal attack]
[You have ignored his armor]
-34,300
+150 exp
[Morpho Path Bandit Lvl. 20]
6,450/6,450 HP
[You have ignored his armor]
-34,300
+350 exp
[Morpho Path Bandit Lvl. 20]
6,200/6,200 HP
100% critical vital point struck
[You have dismembered his head]
[You have ignored his armor]
-68,600 critical
+350 exp
I have just finished off the fifth one and the squad leader is all that remains. None of the 3 remaining guards have perished and are looking at me with both fear and respect. I shouldn't waste anymore time and finish off this last guy. I begin to charge forward and the leader of this little posse tries to beg. "PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!! I WANT TO LI-" I launched my blade forward and swiftly kill the man.
[Morpho Path Bandit Captain Lvl. 23]
7,300/7,300 HP
[You have dismembered his upper chest]
[You have ignored his armor]
-34,300
+500 exp
I swing both my swords in a semi circle to get the blood off. Now that all the bandits are dead I can check on the people they were attacking. I turn around and see them ready to continue fighting, I sheath my swords and they relax a little. "If I was here to kill you, all of you would be dead by now. As you can see those bandits weren't even able to react before I diced them up. What makes you think you stand a chance against me?" I cross my arms and lean against one of the carts waiting for their reply. I inspect what I assume is the leader of this little guard detail.
[Kursco James Guard Detail Leader Lvl. 22]
2,045/7,080
This guy sure did take a lot of damage. His bleeding isn't to bad so I think he'll live. He is analyzing my words before he takes any action. I may be around the same level as everyone here, but my class and gear put me on a level several times higher than them. He squints his eye's at me and inspects me. I get a system notification that is right on time.
[This NPC's isn't strong enough to view your hidden information]
[Only basic information will be shown]
My stats are much higher then they should be for someone my level, but that is all he is able to see along with my name. The NPC's receive information differently then us, but perceive it the same way we do. He also wont know I have hidden information, to him I look like a talented young fighter, nothing more and nothing less. He finally decides to speak to me, and he sheaths his weapon and so do his last 2 men. "I apologize, the blood loss and adrenaline are putting me on edge. Thanks for saving us, if you didn't show up we would have all died." I look at the last 2 men and take a deep sigh, caravans are usually more prepared than this and have higher leveled guards. So that means the city gave them scraps or someone arranged this to happen. Well, not my problem. I have already done my part.
I stop leaning on the cart and approach the men. They are still on edge, but they are much more friendly then a few seconds ago. "Why would the city send you guys? No offense, but by the looks of that elegant cart you are transporting someone of high standing. The city would send its best for someone like that." Kursco looks down in shame at my words. Whatever is happening here wasn't something that he knew about. People don't act like that when they are guilty. "I won't bother you with anymore questions, just make sure you know what you are doing next time." I turn around and start on my path again. As I pass the elegant cart it opens, a butler sticks his head out and we make eye contact slightly. He then looks into the direction of the guards and gives a sigh of relief.
I see another head look out from behind the butler and its a woman in her early 20's, she has long straight blond hair and green eye's. She is pretty, but I am not some desperate guy that falls head over heels for someone. I have things too do and places too be. She looks at me kind of funny and has a slightly rose colored face. I look the same as I do in real life, I am one on the more attractive side. Both my parents are beautiful people and I am to since I am their son. I continue to walk forward and begin to lightly run like before now that I am out of view from the caravan. I look at my stats for the information on my exp gains.
[Slayer (Zern) Lvl.19]
[Exp: 18,280/21,000]
[Title: The Son of Arch-Angel Michael (Hidden),+3 more]
[Stats]
[Strength - 895]
[Endurance - 845]
[Dexterity - 850]
[Speed - 965]
[Focus - 7345]
[Mana: 73450/73450]
[Health: 6,960/6,960]
[Stat Points: 30]
[Armor rating: 475]
[Inventory]
[Skills/Perks]
[Inheritor of the sword (Passive) - Son of Heaven (Passive) - Heavens light Lvl.4 325/400 (Active) - Protected by Heaven Lvl.4 225/400 (Active) - Slash Lvl.10 300/1000 (Active) Slayer of Evil (Passive) - Holy Willow Trees savior (Passive) - Parry Lvl.1 80/100 (Active) - Finder of Legends (Passive) - The divine who has legend (Passive) - Destined for Greatness (Passive) - Dungeon Diver - (Passive) Kingslayer - (Active) Raging Machine - (Active)]
I got a little over 2,000 exp for that little scuffle. Every little bit helps, and I am never one to turn down exp. I run for a couple more hours and now I should be a little over half way and I have time till the sun goes down. Cera makes his way down the trail and sets up camp and logs off as night falls. Back miles and miles down the road he came from. The guards and travelers have also set up camp. There is a discussion between Kursco James and the butler from earlier.
I don't know Slayer Zern from famous tales or the adventurers from the guild, but he is on a different talent and skill level. His stats are insane, and he is also one of those new people. You can tell by the way they act and talk. I turn to the butler Relomal and begin finishing my report. "After he killed his first bandit he quickly dispatched the rest of them with no problems what so ever. One of the swords he wielded also gave off an incredible pressure that affects the mind and not the body. I felt like he was holding a weapon of unparalleled power." The butler nods his head and looks to the princess with worry. If I knew she was an assassination target I would have brought way more men. "Do you think she will be alright?" I know that most royalty don't experience combat and this might have shaken her.
The butler fixes his monocle and clears his throat. "Princess Annabella has always been a tough young woman. I wouldn't worry to much about her. We should all get some rest for the night, we have a lot of ground to make up." With those words I relax for the first time in hours. The princess was kind enough to heal us with her healing magic, but I am still beat. I head over to the last of my men and friends on this dark day, I dread the moments I have to inform the new widows.
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