Sarah Jones
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Hiro felt the mysteries slowly unraveling. Why would the church's teachings suddenly click with the regalia section of his status screen? Alarmed the reincarnator brought up the other parts of the regalia. - Aura: A | Lotus Assimilation remaining: 40% - (Remember your past and keep strong their memory for by their sacrifice you were born. Embrace your origin as it will make you whole.) What could be the connection? What does making you whole mean? If the Lotus needs to be assimilated, that is…-
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By the time the caravan arrived at their stop, the San-Baka leveled up so much that they now looked like in their twenties. As they were garbed in the ostentatious Battle suits Alan sold to the nobility, despite being slaves they were akin to young masters instead. Aurum was dressed in a white suit with red and black accents, due to his upbringing every one of his movements had both class and grace to them. Fulgeo wore a black tunic with golden plated buttons and embroidery. His long hair which he…
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Hiro then made a lovesick face full of longing that had the rest of the caravan escort show various reactions in surprise. What happened to the dominating butcher everyone feared? The person in front of them looked like a teenager who fantasized about kissing his crush. What the fuck? By this time, the San-Baka came back covered in sweat and blood. Aurum acted as the leader and shouted in pride. "Master! We did it! We took down the mons…" Only to find the unfamiliar man looking at Wedding necklaces…
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"Fifteen minutes? Alone?" Hach couldn't believe the instructions of the butcher. Yet instead of complaining. All three slaves made requests instead. "Master, do you have a weapon the dimensions of a greatsword?" inquired Aurum. Larua on the other hand requested the opposite. "Master, I will perform better with twin middle-sized blades. Would you happen to have some?" As the two made basic requests, Geo asked for something absurd. "Master, I request a weapon with better mana receptivity. It is for my…
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At the sound of flesh violently exploding Hiro looked at his slaves admiring their work. - Alert: Five Tailed Terror Scorpion Lvl 43 has been defeated by Party Member 1573 exp gained! - 'Hmm, I like the exp, but none of them can operate without sleeping yet. We will need to rush till they reach 80 INT and 40 STR, then the real grind begins.' Hiro then walked towards the shining stone on the ground and picked it up. Geo and the rest came to Hiro expecting to get complimented only for the latter to…
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The sounds of a giant beast trampling the ground echoed in the skies. Alan's Caravan suddenly stopped when it felt the tremors made by the monster's footsteps. Scared out of his wits, Hach, Alan, and the rest of the people grew frightened at what they saw, it was even bigger than the Owlbear! The merchant grabbed Hiro's arm in panic as he worried. "Mushashi-sama what in the world is that? Can we face such a thing!." Hiro nonchalantly brushed off Alan's hand as he answered. "Five-tailed terror…
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"Let's begin with accepting my party request. Alan tells me we will formally be master and slave once we arrive at the nearest city." Another thing Hiro learned over the past month, the system had built into the messaging module the party system. Similar to RPGs this allowed for sharing of EXP, loot, and messaging. The unseen benefits ranged from location sharing, auto aiming of support skills, and immunity to friendly fire. While the last didn't exist in Valorious. The first two did. Three names got…
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"I am a slave trader, my dear butcher. I will gift you three of my products of your choice for free as payment for your escort." Alan had a red coat and dressed cleanly, he had a face that looked extremely shrewd. His body had muscle on it despite his occupation, and he had a full trimmed beard. Hiro tried to digest the information he had on hand. His girls were supposedly in Partisan the Crown Prince's castle specifically. He told the public he intends to turn them into his playthings but according…
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Alan Srayver believed he came into this world to become a merchant. On top of earning, what drove him was the feeling of finding out what a person valued and being the one to supply that need. He felt like a transcendent when people worship him for his ability to provide what they wanted. It mattered not if the customer needed weapons and armor for war or jewelry and garment for the dinner parties. The greed of people could be sensed and used to sway them to do your bidding like a game. And being…
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Unable to probe further the entire expedition waited on Alan's response. The conventions of diplomacy revolved around respective each other's wishes, if this facet of discussions failed then it would relations would devolve into violence. After seeing the tyrannical display of the Wolfen butcher, the people all held their breath. Would Alan derail his entire business to accommodate this brute? Or would the escorts need to fight him? Hach for one kept on his best poker face despite his palms turning…
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