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 onlReturning 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
As Damian's voice filled the air with his complaints about the fluttering fairies, which he equated to bothersome flies, Zen trudged through the gloomy forest. It reminded him of the mushroom forest veiled in a poisonous fog. Thankfully, Zen was immune to the side effects of miasma, a stark contrast to Damian's vulnerability. Any miasma that came into contact with him was instantly purified.“You’re like a walking version of an air purifier,” the cyborg commented offhandedly after collecting his fourth fairy tear. “Part of me wish I’d taken the same quest path as you. These flies won’t stop trying to pull on my hair or scratch my eye out!”Compared to Damian’s initial aloof and disinterested personality, Zen thought he had drastically changed since requesting the Trial of Fire. Then again, this might be his true personality all along. The engineering genius had a childish and whimsical side from when his time had been frozen
Even from afar, the forest looked brighter. Its lush greenery and vibrant colours starkly contrasted Zen's slow progress compared to Damian. The cyborg had already turned in his first part of the quest and was now tasked by Blacksmith Bob with creating a fairy trap. Despite the ominous feeling about Damian’s chosen quest path, Zen knew he could do nothing about it. The complex forked path quest on this floor must be a test of character more than skills. Although he had no idea why the Godfather would test someone’s character using the dungeon, he was glad to have a choice. Murder never sat well with him, even if bloodthirsty assassins surrounded him.“I’m back,” he greeted Father Mark, who had a radiant smile.“Welcome back, child,” the clergyman greeted warmly. “The forest looks livelier than it did in years. Thank you for doing what I should have been doing.”Shaking his head, Zen greeted the orphans, who were od
The fairy cake recipe looked fairly simple. Most ingredients could be found at Chef Marvin’s restaurant and Martha’s fruit stall. However, there were several things Zen had to forage personally. The second part of the main chain quest was similar regardless of the path Zen or Damian chose. They needed to hunt for monster loot in the forest.“It sure would be a lot easier to hunt with a walking air purifier,” Damian lamented over the voice call.Due to the location of the loot they needed, both boys decided to split up. Zen sighed. In the time Zen had taken to finish the first part of his quest, Damian used it to upgrade his gauntlet. Although its attack power was nowhere near as powerful as the main combatants of their party, Damian was able to hunt monsters a lot easier than Zen.“And I wish you could loan me the gauntlet,” Zen replied dryly. “That would make hunting a lot easier.”Not taking each other
With Marvin’s help, Zen eventually finished baking the fairy cake. He gained a new recipe to bake fairy cakes again if he wanted to. However, baking fairy cakes gave no additional buff or benefits besides summoning fairies for a random event. Summoning fairies could be done once a day. However, nobody could guarantee if they would play tricks or give him treats. The time required to collect all the ingredients, especially the sparkling sundew drops, was not very attractive compared to its benefits. Zen was happy to have a new cooking recipe in the dungeon, but that was about it.Upon his return to the fifth floor, Zen sought out Chef Melvin, proudly presenting the freshly baked fairy cake. After a thorough examination, Melvin deemed it satisfactory and directed Zen to consult Father Mark.“Unlike previously, the fairies are a little more hostile. The clergyman should know how you could appease them and ask them for a favour. If the fairies like you enough, they
Despite getting pulled into a vortex out of the blue, Zen held onto the golden leaf tightly as he screamed. Thankfully, he wasn’t on the party voice call with anyone, or his party members would have logged in immediately to rescue him.By the time Zen overcame his initial shock, he was already in a different dimension. The dimension was a unique dungeon that defied the laws of maps and navigation, a realm of mystery and danger.Getting off the dirt, Zen looked around to see if there were any monsters or NPCs he should deal with immediately. Trees and plant life resembled a regular forest everywhere he could see, if not for their vibrant pink and blue hues. Although Zen was used to seeing weird forms of dysmorphia as a gamer, this dungeon brought extreme proportions to a whole new level. It couldn’t even compare with Gloomie Shroomie’s overly large mushroom cap dress. The size of that seven-pointed leaf was big enough to act as Zen’s blanket. However
“It all started when Baron Claude became the lord of the town,” the Fairy Queen started, a distant look in her eyes. “My children were mischievous, but they were never evil.”Before the humans settled near her forest, the Fairy Queen and her fairies tended to the forest and kept the magical monsters in check. The forest was a dangerous place, and they were the only guardians acting as guides to lost humans. The faes weren’t on hostile terms with humans. However, they preferred to keep to themselves.“One day, an adventurer visited our forest and was having difficulty with the monsters in the forest. One of my children decided to give him a hand. He was a likeable human who quickly won over many of us, including me. We don’t know his name, but he was a hero of the humans who was on a quest. He told us a prophecy that another of his kind will arrive when we are in need.”When Zen first started, he never thought the lore ab