Belgianfri

Chapter 33: Going shopping with a literal child.

I took some time to think about the events that had occurred the day before, and realised that I would have to talk to my uncle in the capital to figure this whole thing out. I still had two more months to gain as many levels as possible before the tournament.

If I wanted to win, I needed as many as I could get.

Honestly, I had debated not using my affinity in the tournament for a while, but decided against it in the end. I could either undergo the while 'wait, you have a...

Chapter 32: Death of one enemy, birth of another.

With the Duke's support secured, I could now rest a little bit easier. A few more days had gone by, and the other hunters were getting anxious to return to their guard duty and quests. The spire wasn't exactly a homelike place and there wasn't much to do here but train either.

Still, an event that I had been looking forward to for quite some time was about to take place. We were seated around a small throne room in the centre of the spire. The Duke and Cerion were seated in the centre, ...

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Chapter 31: The creation of a skill.

Another wave came in, slamming into my defences. I cut it apart as best I could, but a large part still got through my maelstrom. Unfortunately, my shield wasn't waterproof.

The part of the attack that got through tore into me and left some cuts on my face. My dark form healed a moment later, only for another attack to reach me and repeat the process.

Frustrated, I released my concentration on my shield and charged forward. I raised my sword and engaged in a duel with my opponent....

Chapter 30: The Coldwater palace.

A few hours later the thick foliage started to thin, the ground started drying up and the trees started becoming smaller again. We were through the worst of it, and were now leaving the swamp.

I heaved a sigh of relief. This meant that we had escaped the swamp monster successfully. Despite the fact that I had fought several tough battles before, none had managed to threaten my life apart from the ambush by those hired mercenaries, and now, the encounter with that beast.

I could he...

Chapter 29: An eye in the dark.

We had made quick progress over the past few days, since traveling on horseback was rather quick compared to traveling on foot. I thanked Helios that I'd never be forced to walk for three days straight again, with Revan now being big enough to carry me.

I hadn't interacted much with the people around me outside of Garrett's party and Doran. Doran had similarly stayed quiet throughout the trip so far, tough Garrett and the others seemed to know some of our accompanying hunters.

The...

Chapter 28: Another departure.

The next day I went out to practice again. I had gotten a bit of success with my sword-extending training and cut a tree in half with a single swing. I had had to cover my sword with the overloaded mana and then let it loose as I swung. With the right timing and movement, I could extend my sword by a few meters in the form of dark mana, which gave me a good middle-ranged attack that I had desperately needed.

I was giddy today, though. The party would be returning to the guild after thei...

Chapter 27: Inherited trait.

The next day, I had gone through the same steps of the day before. Wake up, drop off Michael at the orphanage and then travel to my training spot outside of the city.

I had decided to finally summon Revan's tier 2 form. He was probably excited to show it off.

I found myself in the now torn-up training spot. The clearing used to be a small plain filled with grass, but now it was scarred with the after-effects of yesterday's spar. Today it would get even more destroyed. Luckily nobo...

Chapter 26: The folly of making bad jokes.

The appraiser had had to contact the office head, who was a tier 4 appraiser, to find out what the status of the sword was. He had rushed out of his office when he had found out what he was dealing with, which meant I wouldn't have to wait long to finally get answers. The head appraiser was a round-bellied man with a thin moustache. He marched into his subordinate's office to come to inspect the sword, not even introducing himself in the process. I didn't think he had done it out of a feeling...

Chapter 25: The mystery of the sword.

The incensed [Paladin] went on to make good on his promise and beat me black and blue for the next half an hour.

I had gotten some good practice in with my [Overload Aura] when I tried to block him, but ultimately it had fallen to my dark form to keep me in fighting shape as Doran's attacks practically ignored whatever improvised defence I managed to put up owing to their light elemental affinity.

I had wisely kept my [Overloaded orb] out of the rest of the battle because I hadn't...

Chapter 24: The bald patches of the [paladin].

The next morning, I woke up in my small room in the guild quarters. Michael was still sleeping in the extra bed the servants had delivered last night. I tiptoed to my day clothes and put them on, before quietly leaving the room. When I arrived at the mess hall, I found Doran already there, eating a hearty breakfast.

I ordered the same from the cooking staff and took a seat next to him.

"Hey there, Doran. Up already? You really don't break that habit, do you?"

He got a small ...