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“Well, here goes…” Lone mumbled as he closed his eyes and filled his mind with thoughts of gold. He was trying to create a simple gold coin. Just one, not a full pouch or anything. He had some slight concerns over how he could affect the global economy but honestly, strength seemed more important on this planet than wealth did. The king and all of the dukes of this kingdom were SS-rankers, after all. The nobles? All families built on a foundation of A or B-rankers. Business was an…-
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"Lightning Bolt," Lone whispered faintly. Immediately, as if on instinct, a head whipped around only for the eyes nestled within it to stare right at him. It was too late though. A silent flash of blue escaped Lone’s outstretched palm and hit its mark with practised ease. Its target, the cranium of a hulking Blue Orc. The beasts were easily two metres tall, and they had biceps the size of watermelons. Lone was honestly quite intimidated by their appearance, especially the unrefined metal bars that had…
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"We're being followed," Sophie informed Lone quietly as they were approaching the Bengon Forest. "Oh? By what?" Lone questioned. "Children. Two of them. They are cloaked in magic to change their appearance, but we can tell that they are nothing but tykes. They are quite similar to you, actually," Sophie noted impassively. "How so? Are they devilishly handsome?" Lone asked with a smirk on his face. Sophie rolled her eyes. "Of course. Yes, they're devilishly handsome, even the girl. No, they have big…
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The first notifications to greet his eyes upon willing them into view were level-ups for Swordspear Mastery. Lone raised an eyebrow as he walked through the cobbled streets of Ranton. This was confusing to him so much so that he paused reading his notification log to ponder over the matter further. Surprisingly, the next notification was actually about a new skill which he had developed mid-fight. He had copied it. No, he’d earned it himself. Immediately, excitement filled his mind as he…
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Lone held his swordspear tightly in his right hand and positioned it behind him as he spread his feet and put his free hand out defensively. He watched the men cautiously as they watched him back, neither side seemingly keen on making the first move. ‘ Of course, there was a clear advantage in being the one to respond rather than the one to initiate here. Especially since Lone was already in a defensive position. However, the seconds ticked on by with nothing happening, confusing Lone. It only took…
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The two belligerent men who had challenged Lone and Sophie were already gone, quick to use the training area they were sparing in to warm up. They might have been rude assholes, but Lone had to give them credit. At least they were treating this seriously, which was exactly what he wanted. There would be little-to-no point if he and Sophie were treated like children, after all. He wanted to learn through this spar. Regardless, Lone refocused his attention on the guild employee. "As you don't have enough…
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The evening passed calmly, and soon, morning crept around to take its place. Lone greeted Phil after he and Soph were fully prepped for the day and well-fed. The room did come with two meals a day, after all. It would be rude not to enjoy said meals. Lefakern's wife was a lovely portly lady with a charming smile that only added to her appeal. Her cooking was also exceptional, so Lone made sure to promise he and Soph would be returning for dinner. That simply made the woman laugh politely and tell him…
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"Ah, God damn it," Soph heard Lone mumbling as she woke up. Her head was pounding, but she still managed to roll over to look in the direction that she'd heard Lone's voice. Soph closed her eyes, not that they did her much good as is anyway. "Where are we...?" she asked a bit drearily. She heard Lone stop whatever it was that was doing. He then approached the bed she was laying in and sat down on its side before he began stroking her hair. Just the fact that she was on a bed gave her a good idea of…
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"Bah! 'Master’ ma left nutsack! That Seloph wench can hardly control ah fookin' torch, let alone ah whole blasted forge! Tae ‘ave the gall tae call 'erself a master… What an insult to try experts at the craft,” Grimsley hollered. Currently, Lone and Soph were sat in the man's house in a very dirty and messy living room-slash-forge. A peculiar combination of rooms, that was for certain, but who were they to complain considering the building's size? Lone did have to wonder why he was operating out…
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After cooking breakfast with Soph, Lone took their porcelain bathtub out from his Dimensional Storage and created hot water for them to bathe with. A good 15 minute soak and some heavy towel usage later, and the two were now fully dried and dressed. "So... The Adventurer's Guild?" Soph asked as they were walking down the inn's flight of stairs. Lone shook his head. "Not yet.” “Why not now? We don’t really have much else to do here,” Soph questioned. “Well for a start, I want to talk to the…
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