Grace Martin
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An hour ago… It had been 40 minutes since Roy stepped out of the protective barrier of the manor. He was still, surprisingly, in the same place as the Manor. His first destination today wasn’t the Snowy Mountain Range but the Weapon Smithy. It was run by an old man in his sixties. Although older than the count, this man was extremely muscle-packed, burly, and active. He was also ridiculously healthy, proven by the fact that drinking every day failed to damage his kidneys. Days ago, Roy had given…-
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The sun could be seen in the sky. This was a rare sight in Baldwin County or the entire Far North of the Empire as a whole. Amelia saw Roy wearing equipment and clothes in a hurry and couldn’t help but ask, “Where are you sneaking off to on this wonderful day?” Roy fit his feet in the shoes before teasingly looking at her. She felt like he was up to something, but she couldn’t pinpoint it until he flicked her forehead gently. “If I didn’t want you to know I am going somewhere, you wouldn’t…
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Roy failed to hide it from her. She had chanced upon him when he had snuck back into his room. Seeing him in tattered and bloody clothes and wounded was enough to give her an idea of where he had been. She gave him an earful before realizing that he was her master and she was his maid, and it was not in her rights to lecture him about what he should and shouldn’t do. So she apologized to him and gave him the silent treatment. Her anger didn’t go anywhere. She had raised this bastard for 16 years,…
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Roy didn’t have a World Energy Sensing Technique before, and hence, he couldn’t show his full might as a level 10 trainee. That was why he was overwhelmed by the Snow Wolf Leader. If he had learned a few offensive Aura techniques, he would have never been at a disadvantage against it. But now that he had learned it, a Snow Wolf Leader was no longer his match. He took the horse stance, and his breathing also changed. Sometimes he was taking deep breaths but exhaling very little. Other times, he was…
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『Ding! Congratulations. You have killed the Snow Wolf Leader. You’ve completed the “Avenge the Dead” Quest!』 『Ding! Congratulations, all three rewards for completing the quest are rewarded to you!』 『You gained 1000 Experience Points.』 『You acquired the first and second pages of the Manual of Shadow. 』 『You earned the Snow Wolf Leader Slayer Title.』 Roy saw his experience points surging to 1200 points and smiled with his eyes. “Holy… fuck! I had to kill 35 or so snow…
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All that killing had lured out the Snow Wolf Leader. It was a level ten monster of the first stage. It was 98 years old. Its human age was nine years and eight months. It was quite young. It has lived for less than ten human years, but it had reached a stage equivalent to the tenth level of body tempering. Snow wolves weren’t talented. Either it had a fortuitous encounter, or all the resources of this pack were fed to it Their eyes met. At this moment, the system’s notification rang in Roy’s…
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The other snow wolves didn’t sit still as he slew the others. Their jaws snapped in empty air as Roy rolled away. Like a cheetah, he pounced on the snow wolf that was all by itself. The shadow of his 500 pounds body draped over it when he was meters away from it. His sword shot out in a linear line. It was a blur to the Snow Wolf, but it jumped back instinctively. It thought it had dodged it, but the pain assaulting its senses and the fresh red blood on the tip of Roy’s sword told an entirely…
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The Arrowhead Snake was a Level 6 Magic Beast. There was no doubt in Roy’s mind that its body was a treasure. As for what part of its body were valuable, wouldn’t he find out after Inspecting it? He directed a gaze of scrutiny towards the two parts of its body. Merchants and blacksmiths were always on the lookout for this part of the Arrowhead Snake’s body as it was good for making weapons and kitchen items. Arrowhead Snake’s Blood was an ingredient used to make the Crimson Soup. It…
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“You’ve become cunning like a wolf. Maybe slipping into the pool and hitting your head on a rock is your greatest fortune.” As soon as those words were said, Arlo stood up to leave. “Hahaha, it might very well be.” At his words, Roy laughed and bade him goodbye. “Be careful on your way out.” Roy had changed very, very much. The change was too big to hide. He could fool one or two with his terrible acting, but fooling everyone was impossible. So he didn’t bother hiding that he had changed…
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“Fuck… This guy did that intentionally.” Arlo was sick in the head just like his second step-brother, Roy thought. Just like how a journey of thousand miles starts from a single step, a person becomes an alchemist after learning everything about being a herbalist. The end of the journey for an herbalist was the start of an alchemist. Arlo was gloating to his nephew about his achievements. Roy eyed all of him. “What-” “Uncle, I don’t mean to be rude, but from head to toe, you don’t look…
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