Killian “Match” Von Brandt had a sour look as he arrived at the guild meeting room. The new candidates for his party hadn’t shown up yet, giving him an opportunity to confront the Death Princess.
“Why did you choose to disband my party?” he tried to keep his tone in check, but the balling of his fists gave him away.Akiko wasn’t dumb. She noticed it. Oriole must have cried to him when her meeting was finished. It was why she arranged for Birds of Prey to be the first party that morning. Too bad she wasn’t able to get rid of that troublemaker. However, the other ladies in Birds of Prey would keep her in check now that she has renewed her contract. If Oriole renewed her contract, Killian would begrudgingly do the same.“For the greater benefit of the guild,” Akiko levelled him with an empty stare. “Did you think our strategies would always remain the same? You’ll be given two options during the meeting. YExhausted, Akiko checked the time. Negotiating terms with Brunus was more tiring than fighting a hundred gunmen without weapons. With how many conditions Brunus wanted to change in his terms, the Death Princess eventually threw in the towel and contacted Liu Feng for help. Oritha bailed when she saw intellectual reinforcements, not that Akiko blamed her. Thankfully, things smoothed over as soon as Liu Feng showed his face. She had much to learn.“If these ants cause you problems, just crush them. I can’t believe you let them overwhelm you with empty barks,” Liu Feng clicked his tongue.Ashamed, Akiko said nothing. Originally, she wasn’t cut out for leading a guild. Like members of Camper, she was also a soloist. It was her first time working with others for an extended period. Two weeks into the academic life, she was already drowning. Was this the difference between an heir and a tool?When he heard no movement or answer from Akiko, Liu Feng r
After a chaotic breakfast and preparing lunch in advance, Zen met Damian at the entrance of the fifth floor. The cyborg completed all the important side quests and even discovered a few of his own, much to Zen’s amazement.“There’s a sub-class for inventors with Gilda,” he shared his new knowledge with the giddy gamer. “I don’t think there are chefs but the closest is an apothecarist. Nobody else has a secondary job but we can look into it together after the main quest-line.”Agreeing eagerly, Zen compared their notes and wondered how he should assign the new party-filling candidates roles using secondary job options. Before the boys could launch into a technical debate on which secondary class was more important for farming materials, he received a text from Liu Feng claiming he would be late. Oritha was catching up with Coral in the gym and wouldn’t join them. Sasha was the only one in their party available to boost them co
Returning to the third floor, where Zen spent the longest time at Stoneberry Keep, there was a strange nostalgia compared to his adventures on the first floor. This was the stage Zen conquered using wits and gaming loopholes. Every NPC here greeted Zen and hailed him as a hero now that the war with the goblins is over.“Welcome back, hero!” a gantry guard saluted. “Are you here to see the lord?”The goblin maniac? No way. Zen shook his head and returned the greeting, telling the NPC called Daniel to keep up the good work.Making a beeline to the shadiest parts of the small town within the castle wall, Zen spotted the rundown tavern reeked of cigars and beer. Boisterous shouts and laughter resounded from within as Zen stood outside. The side quest pointed him in the right direction, and it didn’t seem like Lorren intended to return to his priestly lifestyle and duties. Praying to the gaming gods, Zen hoped Lorren was sober enough to assist
The surroundings darkened as the game adjusted the dungeon’s special conditions for Zen’s training. Within seconds, he skipped through the night and met Lorren again at the chapel, which was brighter, indicating it was late morning.“Healing arts of the church is similar to magic. However, unlike magic, which uses mana from within a mage that is replenished from mana in the atmosphere, healing arts require faith. The stronger your faith, the more powerful your healing arts. Of course, there are physical limitations to using it. You could easily exhaust yourself mentally as it requires intense focus.”According to the lengthy explanation monologue, Zen learned that healing arts could do almost anything. Of course, within the limitation of logic. Apart from healing illnesses and injuries, more advanced healing arts could reattach limbs that have not rotted and bring the dead back to life within five minutes of their death, provided the brain wasn&rsqu
Learning the basics of healing magic wasn’t difficult. Zen had a good grasp of anatomy from his time as a chef. Although animals and humans were different, the generic concept was similar. Magic was all about imagination, and healing arts was a type of magic that used faith instead of mana. Zen could understand why healing many people would take its toll on the healer. Mental stamina was something that drained faster than physical stamina for those who were unable to focus for an extended period. Thanks to his gamer lifestyle, Zen could hyper-focus and deal with more stress than ordinary people.“It’s similar to a rhythm game,” Zen noted after selecting the order of sparkling words during the chanting mini-game.Apart from memorising patient names, parts of the injury, and injury type, the healer had to react quickly. The healing magic’s success rate relied heavily on the healer’s ability to recall all details and select the correct opti
Thanking the goblin for suffering unjust pain for the sake of his education, Zen delivered the merciful killing blow. By the end of his lesson, the goblin looked more human than a monster, except for green skin and a goblin face.Lorren had to admit that Zen had more talent than the other adventurers looking at becoming a healer. Ordinarily, he would end the specialisation quest at healing wounds. Most healers were only required to heal party members during combat. The more talented few would learn to cast basic blessings to increase their party members’ base stats. However, it was a waste to let Zen go so quickly.“You have great talent,” Lorren mused. I don’t know if you’re interested in learning more. Most adventurers would consider this a useless skill because they have the blessing of God to return to life after dying in the line of duty. Revival magic is also risky to learn as it is a fine line away from necromancy. Resuscitation can onl
Returning with two baskets of stale bread and three water pitchers, Zen felt envious of Damian’s specialisation trials. Unlike him, the cyborg’s quest progressed smoothly without a single hitch. He had the cheating ability to access information from his digital database of a brain. Although Zen had cheats given to him by the God that revived him, it wasn’t the same.“You’re back,” Lorren said, eyeing the massive amount of food Zen had brought. Given the boy’s talent, he wouldn’t need to touch the second basket of bread to master the skill of blessing food.“The most important thing when giving a blessing is to have a clear intention. There cannot be a trace of doubt or hesitation in your intention to fully trust or support your allies when giving them the buff. It’s why only those with strong and unwavering faith can become healers.”Paying close attention, Zen observed how Lorren kept his eyes closed t
Meeting Damian at the portal of the fifth floor after his specialisation quest, Zen noticed how the cyborg was already working on his gear.“Is that something from your quest?” Zen pointed at a gauntlet Damian was wearing.“This?” the purple-eyed teen raised his left arm. “I made it after finishing the specialisation because you took too long. After getting materials from the others, the blacksmith allowed me to borrow his workshop. It’s built from dismantling the magic wand the specialist NPC gave me with additional crafting ingredients for the buff. How does it look? It’s more efficient than waving a stick. I haven’t had time to create pre-casted magic circles into this, so it’s merely a punching machine for now.”Punching machine… Zen could hardly believe his eyes. However, upon inspection, he confirmed Damian was telling the truth. It was probably better for the NPCs to not know what he did to the