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#9 - Kobolds Miner
It appeared that he passed the appraisal, and Forseti sold the Book of Apology to the devotion shop.
Immediately, an item named "Justice for Privacy" appeared on the product list, priced at 0.00, which Forseti bought without hesitation.
Obtain "Commodity Expansion·Jing Si".
Upon a flicker, "Book of Spells: Jing Si" replaced the Justice Reward in the list, priced at "9.99 (limited time special, original price 99.98)".
"You can repeatedly purchase the Book of Spells: Jing Si here; the Book of Spells will no longer appear in 'Gift of Fate'."
Seeing "Jing Si," Forseti nearly cursed.
In World of Warcraft, this skill was practically useless, good only for showmanship, reinforcing the Paladin's title of "Shadow King." Though the skill looked impressive—kneeling with holy light descending—it wasn't a game; should he use it to attract enemies?
But after pondering, Forseti felt it must serve some purpose.
While the "Saint of Kings" seemed like a product straight out of a marketing campaign, it hadn't disappointed so far. The power of the Holy Light strike earlier had surprised him.
Given it shared a name with Jing Si, its function must differ, right? Otherwise, it would be too mundane.
After mulling over it, Forseti bit the bullet, purchased "Book of Spells: Jing Si," and reviewed the instructions.
"Book of Spells: Meditation: Induce a state of meditation in the target, significantly enhancing cognitive efficiency for six hours. The spell book vanishes after activation..."
Forseti was pleasantly surprised at the practicality.
The "Saint of Kings" hadn't deceived him. Despite sharing a name, this Jing Si was nothing like its game counterpart—an invaluable tool for learning.
With this skill, studying herbology would be more efficient and effective.
Though the price was steep—9.99 piety—Forseti's current balance sufficed for a single purchase.
After a moment's consideration, he used his remaining piety to buy the entire "Gift of Fate."
Obtain "Thank You for Your Patronage".
Obtain "piety 0.66".
Obtain "Book of Spells: Holy Light Strike".
Obtain "piety 0.29".
Obtain "Book of Spells: Holy Light Strike".
Obtain "Book of Experience: Kobold Miner".
Excited, Forseti examined the "Book of Experience."
"Book of Experience · Kobold Miner"
Experience Level: Two
Victory Reward: Small piety gain; chance to acquire related items
Description: Enter the experience space and confront kobold miners. Victories yield rewards; no losses except for the spell book used. The book vanishes upon victory...
A palm pattern pulsed at the center, breathing as if alive—its meaning clear.
Failure posed no risk; might as well explore. Forseti thought, placing his palm on it and closing his eyes.
Instantly, brilliance enveloped him, the scenery shifting.
Forseti found himself in a dark, narrow cave reminiscent of a World of Warcraft mine, scattered with gravel.
Suddenly, light flared in the darkness ahead, accompanied by rapid footsteps.
"You can't take my candle!" shouted a kobold, recognizable by its candle-topped head and mining pick, charging angrily towards Forseti.
Startled, Forseti dodged to the side—but the mine's cramped confines offered no refuge.
With a swift strike, the kobold's pick pierced Forseti's throat with a chilling "cha"!
"What!"
Forseti screamed in terror as reality snapped back.
Damn, kobolds were no joke!
Recalling his unpreparedness—no weapon, no anticipation of the mine's tight quarters—Forseti cursed his second encounter with the kobolds.
Shameful!
Once he wielded the Fist of Verrigan, those dog-headed creatures would learn their lesson! Forseti vowed.
Regaining composure, he stowed the holy deed and headed to Gena with the recovered purse.
The holy deed indicated he could claim a "Book of Thanks" from the victim for a reward.
Yaerlin's "Book of Apology" detailed the theft's location and victim, making finding Gena straightforward. Gena, a rotund elder, greeted Forseti with a friendly smile.
"Are you Mr. Gena?" Forseti inquired.
Gena turned, eyeing him suspiciously. "Who wants to know?"
Forseti smiled. "Have you lost money recently? How much?"
"How did you know?" Gena exclaimed. "Three days ago, I lost forty-two large gold coins during a dispute with a shopkeeper while shopping."
Forseti handed over the purse. "This is your stolen money. I found the thief and made sure he understood the error of his ways."
Accepting the purse, Gena appeared surprised. "Who was the thief?"
"Uh, I'm sorry, I can't reveal that," Forseti replied.
"Why not?" Gena frowned.
"I made a promise that as long as he refrains from future misdeeds, I wouldn't disclose his identity," Forseti explained.
Gena's expression soured. "What kind of promise did you make to a thief? Because of those coins, the shopkeeper and I nearly came to blows; we haven't spoken in three days. We've been friends for two thousand years, and it's vexing. Only by finding and punishing the thief can I mend fences with him."
Forseti sighed. "The thief isn't entirely malevolent."
"Young man, while thieves elsewhere may steal out of desperation, Asgard offers no such excuse. Even in dire straits, one can beseech the Allfather, who wouldn't turn away!" Gena declared. "Tell me the thief's name, and I'll see justice served through Sheriff Versetti and Father Cul!"
Forseti shook his head firmly. "I can't break my promise."
Gena's jovial demeanor vanished, replaced by stern resolve.
"Very well... Hmph."
He snorted, then pointed accusingly at Forseti. "You must be the thief! Why else would you return the money?"
Before he finished, onlookers turned, whispering and pointing fingers at Forseti...
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