Elizabeth Williams
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The battle against the cultist army was as close to perfect as possible. Quick, effortless, impressive. Unfortunately, also, to an outside observer, it looked like Zolast and his incredible spell was responsible for that. It was unfortunate because it made the main army finally pull the trigger. From a distance, I could see the whole army preparing to begin their assault. Apparently, I had underestimated just how intimidating such an attack would be. I signaled Zolast to lead his forces as fast as…
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Unlike the rest of the army, my approach was not hidden from Zolast, not with the security wards he was keeping around to prevent an accident even as they moved as fast as possible. He was alone on a cart filled with crates and other critical supplies. However, the bolts that we requested from Jertann were not a part of it yet. "How's the siege?" Zolast asked as I suppressed the concealment after hiding behind the crate filled with mana stones. "Better than we expected," I said. "Karak and Limenta truly…
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As we pulled back into the town, Takis and the rest of his squad looked depressed, no doubt interpreting my intervention as a failure on their part. Which was unnecessary, as their failure had more to do with their equipment than the insufficiency of their abilities. I was impressed by what Takis was able to come up with. They performed better than I had expected, showing that Takis not only took my lessons about more modern military principles to heart, but also was able to adapt them for people with…
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As I watched three monsters appear at once, I couldn't help but wonder why. One of the possibilities was that they were finally triggering the next stage of their plan and wanted to start damaging the walls. But after some consideration, I decided that wasn't the case. If they wanted to damage the walls, they would have spread out their summons, making it impossible for me to engage directly. Instead, they summoned all three together. Combined with several cloaked figures moving near the summoning area…
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When I checked my interface, I was met with an unexpected sight. For once, my reaction wasn't caused by the exponential growth of the required experience, rather the opposite. I was absolutely sure that, when I last checked my leveling requirements, it was just above a hundred and eighteen million. A drop of ten percent. Curious. I was pretty confident that this was about Authority rather than anything else. Curious, I tried to use my mental touch to somehow reach Authority and see if I could expand…
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As I charged toward the summoned creature, I let the golden glow cover my sword. The more I could give people the impression that my abilities were linked to the mysterious sun god I worshiped, the less uncomfortable questions they would ask — if they dared to ask in the first place. It was good, since I had doubts that I could afford to hold back against the monster in front of me. Well, not entirely true. Against this one, I probably could. I could see four thin lines of red mana that connected it to…
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There were several things that irked me about this new world I had found myself in. Some was about the obvious target of the constant monster attacks. However, it couldn't be compared toward the distaste I had for their traditions. However, I had to admit that, sometimes, those traditions were quite useful. Watching as their baron bent the knee and declared that I had the right to command the town was all that was needed for the guards to look at me, ready to receive my orders. "Everyone on the walls, be…
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"Please, sun god, forgive me for the blasphemy of being a burden to your servant," the Baron helplessly muttered, repeating the same prayer again and again. He felt that being carried by a holy crusader was disrespectful, both to me and the god I supposedly followed. I did my best to ignore his annoying voice, knowing that his sudden fascination with my fake religion would be very useful during the siege. Without it, I wouldn't have brought him along, as his general understanding of combat was the exact…
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Zolast couldn't help but sigh as the crimson mana wall in front of him dispersed, the way it folded to nothingness suggesting the caster had lost control of the spell completely for some reason. Knowing Edward, the reason in question was likely to be terminal in nature. Confirmation of the mage's death came a moment later, using the simple code Edward had given him, while asking him to observe the enemy. Followed by another message. Prepare for a counterattack. Then, another order arrived. Prepare for a…
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When I returned to our mana bulwark, I didn't run through the tunnel immediately, instead I observed. Under Zolast's command, things were still under control despite his lack of a Command skill. I had tried to find one through the black market, but a decent command skill was hard to find, meaning he could only use his Charisma as a blunt object. Perhaps I could have obtained one had I been able to visit Oniphia directly, but that was still not something I could achieve. Even without the convenience of…
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