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Chương 146: Life of Trials

He glances around but finds no targets for Blink Strike, and is forced to kick off of the wall of the nearby building in an attempt to gain enough momentum to begin a roll. The force of his kick cracks the wall slightly but it's barely enough.

*Thud!-Crack!*

He hits the ground hard, landing on his shoulder as he tries to roll with his momentum, but only succeeds in breaking or maybe dislocating his right shoulder and arm. He quickly gets to his feet as memories of Riki's previous training sessions flash through his mind.

His arm continued to hang limply as he drew the wooden dagger in his offhand, the fact that his Shadow Dance passive wasn't working made it obvious that he was being watched. And since there was only one other occupant of this ghost town...

*Thwip!*

His shadow lurches as Riki lunges from it, slashing at his neck with the intent to kill. Michael shifts his weight to the side and barely dodges it, the attack cutting through his ear lope and leaving a long red trail on his face.

He stabs his dagger at Riki in response, but the assassin was already gone, disappearing down an alleyway as his form fades into the darkness. He's about to pursue him but his first step stumbles, causing him to drop onto his knee...

Michael's eyes widen as he touches his cheek with the side of his hand and immediately spots the green interspersed with the red of his blood. "Poison, how is this even fair!?" he exclaims, wondering what this lesson was even supposed to convey.

"Life isn't fair, get used to it and you might live longer than I did." Riki's voice states from behind him.

Michael shakes his head, "Oh yeah? Let me show you some B.S then." he mutters, using his dagger to widen the wound on his face as he activates Dark Pact.

After a second's delay, black, inky smoke explodes from Michael's form, instantly removing all poison from his system while also pushing his arm back into position. It was still weak from the injury, but he could use it now at least. Of course, the pain from having all of his skin dissolved and healed causes him to pause for a moment.

Allowing Riki to easily dash over and cut his face again, poisoning him yet again...

Michael growls, "Are you fucking serious!?"

Riki laughs, "Ahahahaha! Nice ability you've got there, why not do it again?" he mockingly asks, but despite the sarcasm in Riki's tone, Michael does indeed cast it again.

*Thwip!*

Michael tries to dodge Riki's attack this time, but again, get poisoned... Not only that, but two casts of Dark Pact without any healing had left him in a pathetic state. His knees trembled as they struggled to hold his weight, the grip on his dagger was weak enough that a grandma could pluck it from his grasp, and his mind was fuzzy from the effects of the poison in his system.

Riki, seeing that his student didn't dare use that ability again nod with a grin, "Now, what have we learned?"

...

"Don't ever trust you?" Michael asks, dropping to a knee as his body slowly begins to shut down, his heart basically liquefying in his chest from the poison. Riki grants him mercy by closing his eyes and letting Shadow Dance heal him for a bit.

"No, that was our first lesson. What did you learn today?" Riki asks, casually spinning his dagger with a bored expression on his face.

"Oh, jeez, I don't know. Don't rely on my abilities, especially if they are self-destructive?... Where did you even get the poison?"

Riki shakes his head again, "That was our third lesson. No, this lesson was to teach you to analyse the situation before rushing in... I asked you to follow me, out the window of a building with a Smoke Bomb stopping most of your abilities, to a street that you knew wouldn't have any targets to use Blink Strike..." He walks over to Michael and stands over him, "Tell me, what part of your plan was smart, or even approaching rational?"

...

"That's what I thought. Remember this lesson, my student won't be killed by some loser with an ill-planned ambush. Now get up, we'll begin where were left off yesterday, hopefully now you'll be able to keep hold of your weapon."

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Michael lets out a sigh as he pops into existence on the beach within Slark's world. He was on guard immediately, watching his surroundings like a dragon would its treasure. It was honestly quite a shame that Slark decided to be a piece of shit. Otherwise he'd spend far more time simply relaxing on the beach instead of fighting fish-Hayabusa.

"Come out your big-eyed bastard! I'm gonna fuck you up for what you did to me last time" he shouts, readying his magic after realising his distinct lack of any weapons.

Michael waits as he listens, hearing the waves crashing into the sand, the ocean breeze... And the squelch that Slark's disgusting feet give as they step onto the surface. He turns his head towards it and spots the fish already holding his curved dagger and rapidly approaching.

"I've got you this time! Hex!" he exclaims, turning Slark into a chicken and preparing an Ether Shock... But is interrupted as Slark's form reverts back to normal as Dark Pact activates.

"Hah! You ain't the first cocky mage I've run into! Die!" he laughs, striking down at Michael in a similar fashion to what he'd done the first time he'd killed him. But Michael barely escapes this time, using Blink Strike to appear behind Slark, "Shoc-*Squish!*" he starts but is stopped as one of Slark's gross feet smack him in the cheek with a surprising amount of force.

Michael is thrown through the air, spinning as if he were a Bayblade ready for battle... He quickly regains his focus and summons a Smoke Bomb into his hand and throws it down, trying to get some distance. But all is for nought as Slark's shadowed form barrels into him, his knife piercing Michael's heart as he does so.

Michael falls onto his back with Slark standing on him, the fish was trying to say something, but the Smoke Bomb stopped it. Allowing him to die and leave the world without having to hear the bastard's taunts.


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Chương 147: "Winter is Coming"

Two more weeks pass and Michael could see the tell-tale sign of winters approach. It was getting colder far quicker than he'd expected, the days were getting shorter, and frost was beginning to form on the plants around them.

Michael hadn't thought much of winter at first, but upon the first snowfall, Ralf had gotten the group together to talk about what they were going to do. Apparently, the winters in Albion were far, far colder than everywhere else in Halkegenia, this was mainly due to its position north and its status as a flying continent.

The weather would continue getting colder until you couldn't go outside without a shit ton of clothes on, otherwise risking frostbite. Their tents and campfires wouldn't keep them warm any longer, so they'd have to move someplace warmer, or risk venturing into villages or towns.

The latter option wasn't really available to them, as their faces had been plastered across the entire continent. Usually this would be manageable but, it wasn't just the loyalists who were hunting them, it was the remnants of the Reconquista, as they considered Michael, Tiffania, and Ralf partly responsible for the death of Cromwell, as well as their eventual loss.

It was to such an extent that there wasn't a single person in Albion who didn't know their names... The group had even come across hunting parties, not to kill game or monsters, but specifically searching for the trio. This was primarily due to the ridiculous bounty on their heads, granting anyone who captured them with not only fifty thousand gold, but also a Noble title.

Now, you might say, "Oh, that doesn't seem like a lot.", but you'd be wrong, as this title was applicable to everyone, even those who didn't possess magic, essentially making them the first non-magical noble based in Albion. A historical event to be sure, even if Germania had a lead on everyone else in this aspect.

While the trio had managed to avoid their pursuers, it was a certainty that they'd be discovered if they ventured into a town... And once people got a hint of their trail? They'd be badgered until they either died or escaped the continent entirely.

Ralf actually thought that escaping to Germania or Gallia was the correct path forwards. Due to Albion's renewed friendship with Tristain, along with Michael's already formed hostility to the River-country, going to Tristain would be jumping from the pan into the fire.

Michael crosses his arms while tucking his cloak closer against himself in an effort to stay warm, "So what? We just fly down to Germania or Gallia and hope everything goes well?"

Ralf nods, "It is that or staying here, Albion will continue to get colder until the air starts to burn you. Trust me, you do not want to have something freeze... One of my men once went to go relieve himself and forgot to take precautions... We had to cut off his manhood to save his life." he says, causing Michael to grimace, despite the fact he'd probably heal from such an injury.

...

"Tiff, what do you think? Personally, if we had to go somewhere I want to go to Germania... Less people who want me dead... And warmer." he says, knowing that Sheffield was the Familiar of Gallia's king from the anime.

"If you say so then, lets go." she nods, not really having an opinion one way or the other.

Ralf crosses his arms and leans back slightly on his tree stump, "Flying to Germania will take half the day, my dragon will be exhausted carrying us all once we get there too. We'll have to walk to the South Eastern side of the continent to make sure we make the journey... This time of the year Albion should be closer to Germania than Gallia anyway." he explains.

"Sound good to me." Michael says and Tiffania nods with him. In all honesty, he was getting a bit antsy from just sitting around and training all day. While it was effective, he felt like he could be doing something productive... Which is a surprising difference to his attitude back on Earth...

Sure, his life or death fights with Slark and Riki were helping him a lot and alleviating his blood lust slightly, but such fights didn't grant him exp, as much as he wished they did.

With that decided, the group packed up their things, put them in Michael's inventory, and begin the long trek to the South Eastern side of Albion.

During this, Michael takes the opportunity to see his progress from his various training sessions.

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Name : Michael Hunt

Rank : Hero

Stats :

Strength : 16 > 17

Agility : 35.1

Intelligence : 18

Abilities :

[Gandalfr] : Enables user to utilise any weapon at two ranks above their current proficiency while granting them the knowledge necessary to use them. While wielding a weapon, temporarily gain +100% in all stats.

[Language Comprehension] : Enables user to understand all spoken tongues, and increase the rate of which they learn reading and writing.

[Basic Mana Manipulation] : Allows user more control over his magic, spells, and some abilities. Mana efficiency and control of power is increased.

[Pain Tolerence] : Allows user to endure great amounts of pain with little to no negative effects as a result.

[Novice basic Swordsmanship(Two handed swords/One handed swords)] : Determines how skillful the user is when handling swords.

[Novice basic Dagger techniques(Single edge, curved, straight, double edge.)] : Determines how skillful the user is when handling daggers.

Affinities :

[Lesser Water Affinity], [Lesser Fire Affinity], [Lesser Lightning Afffinity], [Lesser Darkness Affinity]

Spirits :

Commoner Tier :

Shadow Shaman : MAX

Slark : Lvl MAX

Riki : Lvl MAX

Hero Tier :

Anti-Mage : Lvl 2

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He nods his head at the new listed skills, knowing that edge one would massively buff the bonuses he receives from his Gandalfr runes. He was looking forward to seeing what was above 'basic swordsmanship', he'd hopefully find out once he masters it... Maybe something like Haki? Or maybe not, who knows at this point.


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