《Era of Players: Death God》 Chapter 1: Peerless Academy Alternate Earth, Ga?a, Year 705 of yer Caldar. Known as the mother of talts, the Peerless Academy was the number one magical institution in the world, located on the All Stars Contint and founded by the First yer to assess and groom the new gerations of yers. Bound to the strongest guilds, it also served as an information-gathering machine abling the strongest guilds to hold precise knowledge of the various countries'' top talts. The King of the Knights of Round Tabless, the King of Death, and the Duke of War¡ªall were graduates of the Transcd Academy. Of course, their performances and gains vastly differed. Ares von ss, the first yer, was the mightiest. His magical powers were such that with a spell, he could obliterate an tire country. .... As an institution located on an ind northeast of Angel''s City, the Peerless Academy weed new studts. Applicants from foreign nations typically made the trip in flying vessels, frigate-shaped aircraft powered by mana reactors, and used for both offsive, defsive, and recreational purposes. A new semester had begun. The school buzzed with studts sporting their uniforms: ck pants for boys, paired with ghost- long-sleeved shirts under light jackets and yful narrow ties dangling amidst unbuttoned chests. Girls donned tiered lc skirts, revealing calves adorned with crisscrossed socks and brogue shoes in apricot and lc ts. Both sported long-sleeved shirts tucked into skirts and covered by long jackets, with ties mirroring the girls'' skirts and a line of school colors bordering all jackets. While essories were optional, many studts used them to stand out. The studts were heading toward the auditorium for the wee ceremony before going to their designated ss. Among them was Noah Adler, a young man of eighte with a slim build belying years of training. Standing tall at 6.ft, his light gray hair bordered on silver, framing strikingly beautiful gold eyes. While handsome, his face did not demand undue atttion. Noah, rolled thanks to his hard work and his father''s connections, carried the memory of histe mother and the cresct moon-shaped pdant she gifted him on his twelfth birthday. He believed it held a key to his uing ss awaking. In this era of yers, where everyone dreamt of power and a prestigious ss, Noah was no exception. As he pondered his future and his mother''s cryptic gift, a smile unconsciously graced his lips, and he quicked his pace towards the auditorium. Minutester, Noah found himself in the t-thousand-seat auditorium, settling into the front rows reserved for new studts. Unlike others, he avoided socializing, finding it bothersome. "Better alone than in badpany," he oft thought. However, Life will always try to screw you somehow. If you don''t socialize, it doesn''t mean others won''t do it. Just as Noah closed his eyes, he was awaked by someone''s voice. He was a little bit irritated. ''''Greetings, my fellow studt.'''' Although Noah wished to act like he hadn''t heard the man he knew in situations like these it would be counterproductive so he oped his eyes and nced toward his left. ''''Wow!" Being stared at by those gold eyes somehow put pressure on the young man despite his backg and he inadverttly eximed. Noah''s eyesnded on the young man whose age did not seem that much differt from his. Blonde, coily hair awkwardly hangs over a full, lively face. Ocean blue eyes, set deep within their sockets, handsome face but not as good as his. ''''Nice to meet you, I''m Noah Adler.'''' He took the opportunity to introduce himself much to the other boy''s joy. ''''Arthur Kaamelott. Nice to meet you too.'''' Arthur extded his hand asking for a handshake but Noah ignored him ev after hearing hisst name, he only said the following words. ''''Good luck, better focus, the principal is already here.'''' Noah directed his eyes on the stage,pletely ignoring Arthur feeling awkward. It does take a gius to understand that Noah didn''t wish for more interaction. Arthur could only sigh wh he finally registered Noah''sst name and his eyes wided in saucers. Who does not know the famous retired yer Logan Adler? He wondered what is his rtionship with the man. He wouldter ask, thinking of bing frids with someone rted to that man brought immse joy to Arthur''s face, however now wasn''t the time to dwell on such a matter, like Noah said the principal wasing. A few seats away from the two was a pair of amber eyes and a head full of hair looking at the duo, especially Noah, the owner of this otherworldly appearance nodded expressionlessly. This person was giving the vibe of a hunter who had found its prey. ''''Found you!" The owner the amber eyes mumbled. Back on the stage, the principal walked in. White, frizzy hair slightly covers a skinny, charming face. Bloodshot amber eyes, set lightly within their sockets, watch affectionately over the studts he had nurtured and the new ones who just arrived and were about to embark on a new journey. Smooth skin handsomelyplimts his cheeks and leaves apelling memory of his fortunate destiny. This is the face of Kade Evangeline, a true powerhouse among yers. He stands tall among others, despite his strong frame. There''s something bizarre about him, perhaps it''s a feeling of anguish or perhaps it''s simply his sse of humor. Nheless, people td to list to him as he gave them a sse of security. ''''Wee fresh blood to the Peerless Academy, I''m Kade Evangeline your principal for the next two years. In this Era of yers, it is always a pleasure to wee new blood, without further ado let''s start.'''' The following discourse was your typical one, not worth mtioning. The studts listed to it half-heartedly, andter the studt council presidt took the stage to share a few words before some teachers came to the stage to say a few words as well. This marked the d of the trance ceremony, next the studts were assigned to their respective ssrooms depding on their scores during the trance exam held a few days ago. Chapter 2: The Elite Classroom After the oping ceremony, Noah expericed an inexplicable chill and decided to take a leisurely stroll a the campus. As he explored, the sheer size and magnife of the ind left him in awe. "Wow, this ce is ormous! It feels like an tire country. No wonder it''s one of the most rowned academies in the world," Noah muttered to himself, loosing his necktie. The campus boasted a bld of modern and medieval architecture, with tall buildings scattered throughout the gs. Noah couldn''t help but be captivated by the stunning scery that sured him. It felt like stepping into a fairytale, with the pure air and abundant mana permeating the atmosphere. Lost in his thoughts, Noah suddly heard a familiar voice calling out to him. It was Arthur, trying to catch up. Without hesitation, Noah sprinted off, leaving Arthur trailing behind. "Hey, wait for me, Noah!" Arthur called out, slightly bewildered by Noah''s sudd burst of speed. With a smirk, Arthur thought to himself, "He''s acting like I''m the devil or something." Despite Noah''s efforts to evade him, Arthur remained undeterred and continued to chase after him. However, due to their differing abilities, Arthur struggled to keep up. Meanwhile, Noah found a momt of respite and let out a sigh of relief. "What the hell? What does that prince want from me? Hanging out with him will only lead to trouble. I already have ough on my te trying to avoid that woman," Noah grumbled, shaking his head. Just as he was about to head towards his ssroom, his phone rang, interrupting his thoughts. "Hello, old man, what do you want?" Noah answered the call, his tone slightly annoyed. An equally irked voice came from the other d, "You brat, is this how you talk to your father?" Noah''s expression softed as he replied, "Cut it out, father. I''m doing fine." His father let out a tch, but couldn''t hide the pride in his voice, "You''ve grown up, daring to talk back to your father. Well, I''m d to hear that you''re doing well. So, which ssroom are you assigned to?" Noah casually responded, "The Elite ssroom." His father''s excitemt was evidt, "Wow, as expected of my son! I can''t wait to brag about it. Like father, like son, huh?" Noah couldn''t help but massage his forehead, feeling a headacheing on. His father could be childish at times, and he couldn''t help but worry about his mtal maturity. "Alright, I''m hanging up now," Noah threated, ready to d the call. His father hurriedly said, "I have faith in you, my son. And don''t forget to make frids and find a wife¡ª" Noah interrupted, saying, "Goodbye, father. Take care. I love you." With that, he ded the call. Noah muttered to himself, "Wife, my ass. I don''t have time for that. As for making frids, let''s observe first and see if there''s anyone worth getting to know." Determined, Noah proceeded towards his ssroom, the prestigious Elite ssroom. The school ssified studts based on their trance exam scores and overall level, and Noah had performed exceptionally well, earning himself a spot among the elite. Situated in a separate building resembling an elegant manor, the Elite ssroom was Noah''s destination. Presting his studt pass, he gained permission to ter the ssroom. He noticed some studts were already seated as he tered. Disregarding the curious gazes of his ssmates, Noah chose a seat near the window and settled in. Shortly after, Arthur tered the ssroom and waved in his direction. "Looks like we meet again. Fate has a way of bringing us together," Arthur spoke with a smile as he took a seat behind Noah. Noah''s face twitched, thinking, ''Fate, my ass.'' He resisted the urge to curse and simply replied, "Focus. The teacher will arrive soon." Arthur sighed and redirected his atttion to the front of the ssroom. However, he couldn''t help but steal nces at the other studts, taking mtal note of familiar faces. "Most of the people I thought would d up in the Elite ssroom are here. Ev the notorious White Witch," Arthur secretly thought, his eyes briefly lingering on a girl who stood out from the rest. Lilith Evangeline, the principal''s granddaughter, possessed an otherworldly beauty and incredible talt. Arthur couldn''t help but feel awestruck as he observed her. Suddly, Lilith''s gaze locked onto Arthur, causing him to break out in a cold sweat. Her emotionless stare st a shiver down his spine, and he felt a sse of fear. He quickly diverted his eyes, understanding it was best not to provoke her. "Scary...no wonder they call her the White Witch," Arthur muttered under his breath, wiping away the perspiration from his forehead. He nced towards Lilith once more, but found her atttion had shifted elsewhere. His curiosity piqued, Arthur followed Lilith''s line of sight and was tak aback wh he realized she was ring directly at Noah. It was as though she had fixated on him, and Arthur couldn''t help but wonder what had caught her interest. Noah, on the other hand, attempted to remain unaffected by Lilith''s gaze, feigning obliviousness. However, his subtle movemts betrayed the nervousness coursing through him. "What the hell?" Noah cursed inwardly. "Out of all the people in this ssroom, why does she have to focus on me? This is going to be tough." Unbeknownst to Noah, Arthur''s mischievous side began to emerge. He found the situation amusing and intriguing, like a child stumbling upon something fascinating. Meanwhile, as the teacher tered the ssroom, silce fell upon the studts, capturing their undivided atttion. The lesson was about tomce, and Noah couldn''t help but feel a mix of anticipation and apprehsion. Little did he know that his journey at this prestigious academy was about to take an unexpected turn. Chapter 3: Basic Knowledge Meanwhile, Noah cursed his bad luck. ''Fuck, I still ded up in the same ss as her. This gonna be tough.'' Like Arthur had thought, Noah had se Lilith the momt he walked in and acted as if he hadn''t noticed her, he continued ev after thetter stared in his direction. Suddly, the ssroom became silt because someone had just walked in. A beauty in her mid-thirties walked on the stage, she wore a sexy secretary suit showcasing her hot figure. Chestnut, dreadlocks hang over a fresh, cheerful face. Sparkling gray eyes set seductively within their sockets. This is the face of Smith, the Elite ssroom''s main teacher. watched her studts with her gray eyes for a momt before finally oping her mouth. ''''Wee to you all, I''m Smith, a face you''ll be seeing for the next three years. Nice to meet you.'''' ''''Let''s start from the front seat, you stand up and introduce yourself.'''' pointed at the boy with chestnut hair, thetter stood and introduced himself as Elliot Page. Next was a girl with frisky blonde hair named Miranda Kasi, like this every studt was introduced. Finally, spoke again. ''''Well, that''s all for the prestation. Like you''ve se you''re twty to have made it into the Elite ssroom, I hope you''ll perform well and not shame this special ss.'''' Some words of advice before continuing. ''''Let''s begin with some geral knowledge shall we?" dered before taking a seat. ''''Who can give me a geral knowledge of the Era of yers?" Elliott raised his hand and chose him. ''''Go ahead.'''' Elliott nodded. ''''The Era of yers started 700 years ago wh there was a huge crack above Ga?a, our. From this crack mana spilled out and began the change, humans and animals evolved as if some divine hand was at work monsters from mythology started appearing, almost destroying humanity, to bnce this yers began to appear with the birth of the Pirst yer Ares Von ss, the ancestor of yers and the founder of Transcd Academy.'''' While talking about Ares Von ss, there was a certain fanatism in Elliot''s eyes, but he was not the only one, almost every studt had the same look in their eyes except for a few such as Noah, Arthur, and Lilith. It was understandable, as the forefather of yers, that he brought the Era of yers, stopped the monster''s invasion numerous times, and conquered many dungeons. It could be said that humanity survived and evolved to this day thanks to his contribution. ''''That is good for a geral introduction of Era of yers.'''' pped her hands and brought the studts back from their reveries. ''''Let''splemt what he said. After the Mana storm, yers appeared, gaining status windows, sses, and skills. With these things, they could perform inhuman feats. 705 years have passed since th, and although things have evolved some things still stayed the same.'''' She paused for a momt before she resumed the lecture. ''''Let''s move on to the main topic. Status window and other necessary knowledge.'''' ''''As you''re a member of the Elite ssroom, you all must have performed highly and are closer to the first threshold. I am right?" Facing ''s question, every single studt nodded. They''re all at level 9, this is the basis for getting into this ssroom besides high scoring. ''''Great. Let me exin again th. yers acquire ss upon reaching Level said to be the Beginner''s try. yers are divided into 9 Ranks namely: Beginner (Lv) Apprtice (Lv) Regr (Lv0) Expert (Lv40) Master (Lv60) Grandmaster (Lv90) Saint (Lv) Demi-god (Lv 50) False God (Lv 99) ???? sses are divided into Common sses (Swordsman, Archer, Ranger...), Special sses (me mage, Ice mage, Healer,....) Andstly Unique sses(Berserker, Barbarian...) ¡ã¡ã¡ã yers have five stats namely Mana, Strgth, Intelligce, Dexterity, and Luck. Mana increases your capacity to deal magic damage and use various magic skills. This stat is beficial to those who will acquire magic-rted sses. Strgth increases physical damage, health, andstly defse. Intelligce increases willpower and quick thinking. Dexterity increases attack speed, movemt speed, and dodge speed. Lastly, Luck increases critical chance, item drop chance.'''' What she said was the basic knowledge but still, she had to browse through it for those that forgot. moved toward the ckboard and wrote something on it, it took a few minutes to finish and once she was done she let her studts look at it before continuing with her exnation. Status Window Name: Rank: Level ss: Title: ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: Strgth: Intelligce: Dexterity: Luck: Stat Points: ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: Exclusive Skill: ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRune¡î ''''As you''ve se every single status window looks like this. Skills are divided intomon and exclusive,mon skills are the ones you can learn before acquiring a ss. Meanwhile, exclusive skills are rted to your ss. Titles are acquired once you achieve something exceptional, for example, someone who ughtered a certain number of a specific monster will acquire a title, this will help you fight this specific monster after obtaining the title rted to the said monster. We will do a more in-depth exnationter, let''s move on. Next are the runes, they''re special and are additional means to strgth yers. You acquire runes through stone runes, stone runes are divided into sev colors, we will talk about themter. Every level up you will acquire two stats points you can freely distribute betwe your stats.'''' The studts quietly listed to ''s lecture, the hot teacher continued after a momtary pause. ''''Let''s move on ss. As I''ve mtioned above, you only acquire ss after level and sses vary from Common ss to Elite ss andstly the Unique ss. ss heavily focuses on stats, for example, someone with an Elite ss such as Barbarian will focus on strgth, and their strgth''s stat will be higher than the rest. Assassin will focus on Dexterity and so on. You must keep in mind that after your awaking, you will learn about your ss and focus on the stat specific to this ss. It is for the better use of this ss but do not forget to also bnce your stats.'''' ''''You can always summon your status window by calling out in your mind, you can try it,'''' added, she was not exining something new wh she said this but the studts still did and a transpart status window, a mix of ck and gold appeared right before every one''s eye. As expected of the studts of the Elite ssroom, they possessed exceptional stats. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Beginner Level 9 ss: None Title: None ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: Strgth: 4 Intelligce: 3 Dexterity: 5 Luck: Stat Points:None ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} Exclusive Skill: None ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strgth},{Basic Speed} ¡ö Chapter 4: Mana ''''You can always summon your status window by calling out in your mind, you can try it,'''' added, that she was not exining something new wh she said this but the studts still did and a transpart status window, a mix of ck and gold appeared right before everyone''s eyes. As expected of the studts of the Elite ssroom, they possessed exceptional stats. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Beginner Level 9 ss: None Title: None ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: Strgth: 4 Intelligce: 3 Dexterity: 5 Luck: Stat Points:None ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} Exclusive Skill: None ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strgth},{Basic Speed} ¡ö Noah observed his status window and sighed. ''Not bad but I could have done better but there''s no need to cry over a spilled milk. I must focus on the advancemt ss. Everything will start once I get a ss.'' He siltly thought, his goal is to stand at the top, to be the strongest, it''s childish but no one can''t take it away from him, only by bing the strongest would he get the answers he wanted. Suddly remembering he was still in ss, Noah threw those thoughts to the back of his head and looked ahead. happed to be talking at the momt. ''''I know you all have be eager to acquire a ss and I understand this feeling, you are only considered a yer wh you get a ss.'''' Everyone nodded at ''s words. ''''You are really lucky, no luck didn''t have anything to do with you being in this ssroom, it''s all thanks to your efforts. Tomorrow you''ll have the chance to advance in one of our special facilities.'''' ''''Wow!" ''''I can''t wait.'''' ''''Me too.'''' The studts could not contain their joy upon learning this news, they worked hard to get into this ssroom to joy the few perks this Elite ssroom has to offer. They''ll get a head start before the others, wh it would take one or two weeks for the others to get a ss after rolling in the academy, it only takes them a few days. Some may say it''s unfair to others but this is reality. Life has be and will always be unfair. It is what makes life worth living because those who didn''t want to suffer this unfairness will try harder to be in a better position. ''''Silce! I know you''re happy but quiet down a bit will you?" admonished her studts and facing her macing re, they quickly closed their mouths. ''''Well, I understand your thusiasm. You deserve it, I hope you will all acquire awesome sses, a lot of Elite sses, and maybe a few Unique sses.'''' smiled as she couraged her studts, said studts'' eyes were shining and they vowed not to disappoint their teacher. nodded upon ssing the right mood, she could feel her studt''s fighting spirit and desire to aplish greater things. Her tactic seems to have worked. She suddly recalled a quote from her mtor. ''What the rxed studt who feels safe will learn with ease, the tse or frighted studt will struggle with. A teacher thus must always realize that the right emotional vironmt is key to the art of teaching.'' ''Indeed, you''re right teacher. I''ll lead these childr to greater heights, I''m blessed this year to have so many outstanding studts from prestigious backgs.'' ''s eyes quickly scanned the ssroom, stopping a few seconds on a certain number of studts. A gold-eyed handsome boy, a blue-eyed one, a ck-haired one with red eyes, an ice beauty with amber eyes. ''I''m truly blessed.'' murmured before looking at her studts again before continuing with the lecture. ''''Let''s talk about mana, who can exin to me what mana is?'''' She asked while looking at her studts, her eyes suddly stopped on Noah, she recalled him, the first to get a perfect score, that man''s son. ''''Noah, why don''t you tell us what mana is, huh?" Noah stood up despite not wanting to, he still had to answer the question. ''''Mana is a magic source, it is like the air we breathe and it''s esstial for yers because many skills work relying on mana.'''' Noah sank back into his seat after giving this simple answer. ''''Not bad. Like Noah said mana is like air, it was thanks to the mana''s storm, yers were born and we develop to this day. All living beings possess mana within them, but despite this, not everybody is able to control these powers as not everyone can be a yer.'''' ''''Most of you because you hav''t gott a ss believe Mana has no real use, it''s a fake belief, Mana is everything, and your skills work thanks to Mana. While Mana''s usage varies, depding on your ss, all yers must possess this. Let me exin it to you for you to understand.'''' paused and observed her studt''s face and after seeing how conctrated they were, she smiled and continued her lecture on Mana. ''''A Swordsman, I mean someone with themon ss of Swordsman will say what use Mana have for me to waste my precious skill points on because I''m not a Magic Swordsman? This is a twisted belief because the Aura both Swordsman or Spearman use are Mana converted in a form to fit that yer.'''' Most of the studts wided their eyes, and only a few wer''t surprised. Noah knew this thanks to his father''s teaching, and the same thing for Arthur and the others. ''''Knight''s Blessing and other things work because of Mana. Every ss relies somehow on Mana, some ss more heavily than the other, for example, the Mage ss.'''' ''''Well, what I''m trying to say here is simple, do not neglect this specific stat. Ev if your stats will increase randomly by or points every level up, you should sometimes use the Skill Points earned to increase the Mana''s stat because this mighte in handy on your road.'''' ''s studts nodded, taking their teacher''s advice to the heart. ''''Good, let''s move onto the next subject, it''s another warning.'''' immediately began her next lecture. Chapter 5: Aiden Von Klassen Most of the studts wided their eyes, and only a few wer''t surprised. Noah knew this thanks to his father''s teachings, same thing goes for Arthur and some of the rest. ''''Knight''s Blessing and other things work because of Mana. Every ss relies somehow on Mana, some ss more heavily than the other, for example, the Mage ss.'''' ''''Well, what I''m trying to say here is simple, do not neglect this stat. Ev if your stats will increase randomly by or points every level up, you should sometimes use the Skill Points earned to increase the Mana''s stat because this cane in handyter on.'''' ''s studts nodded, taking their teacher''s advice by heart. ''''Good, let''s move on to the next subject, it''s something important I must remind you before we continue.'''' immediately began her next lecture. Everyone focused their eyes on her as they believed that whatever wanted to say, was important because the air suddly became heavy. heaved a sigh. ''''You all know the history but I''ll still say it, to remind you. Before the advt of Mana''s storm, Mana''s Apocalypse, Ga?a used to have six contints but after the Mana''s Storm, we lost 3 and billions died. This was not only due to the monster''s wave but because of The Demons.'''' Everyone shivered at the mtion of this name, fear was visible in their eyes. It was understandable, monsters are scary but demonized humans are ev scary. ''''There will always be darkness whever there''s light but we lost a lot because of the apparition of Demons. Although now they have calmed down we must still stay alert and never bite more than we can chew. Never give in to temptation, stay true to yourself.'''' They nodded their heads frantically, nobody wanted to be demonized because this would mean they would be the world''s emy, hiding in the wastnds, always on the run, it was not the life they wanted. They would proudly stand in the light and joy its glory. They siltlymitted to their hearts to avoid those fanatics, never give in and join the dark side. Although the Demons keep increasing, they are still rats hiding and performing terrorist attacks, kidnapping giuses, or assassinating them. The location of their headquarters remains unknown to this day but the geral conssus is that they''re hiding in the Wastnds. Wastnds refers to the destroyed contints, now upied by powerful monsters and dangerous dungeons. Previously there existed 6 contints: Amazonia, Europa, All-Stars¡ï, Blue Ind, Far East, and Antarctica. Blue Ind, Amazonia, and Antarctica were destroyed, and the survivors wt to the remaining contints. Angel''s city hailed as the biggest city in the world is located in the middle of the All-Stars'' contint and houses the strongest guild. It could be said Angel''s city is the cter of the world. Most of the graduates will work in Angel''s city, working for the strongest guild or one of its subsidiaries. You can choose to work for another guild but the appeal of working for the strongest and first guild is too great, so much that most of the studts d up working for them. ''''I would like to continue but I''ll stop here for today and let you socialize among yourself. We will see each other tomorrow before you depart.'''' announced the d of today''s ss. ''''Also wh you go back to your dorm better read the school''s guidebook to know the ins and outs of the academy, it is important to read it, don''t toss it to the side.'''' immediately departed from the ss after giving them this reminder. The ssroom turned silt for a momt before it became animated again, the excited studts joined each other to share pleasantries, almost everyone knew each other. Noah didn''t want to socialize, so he tried to sneak out but someone was not letting him have it easy. A -haired beauty stood before him making Noah frown. ''''Follow me.'''' Those were the words she said upon oping her rosy lips. ''''I refuse.'''' Noah''s reply was instantaneous. He didn''t ev look at Lilith in the eyes, too afraid of losing his cool. The ssroom immediately turned silt again and all eyes were on the duo, Arthur in the back folded his arms, ready to watch a good show. Meanwhile, in the opposite direction sat a handsome youth, ck hair darker than the night apanied by a beautiful pair of ruby eyes. The owner of those eyes was looking at the duo with a frown marring his face, he was not pleased with this situation but he decided to observe first. ''''I say it once more, follow me, Noah,'''' Lilith said expressionlessly and Noah responded the same. ''''I refuse.'''' Finally, Lilith showed emotion, she frowned not understanding why Noah was refusing her, after all, they had known each other since they were childr and used to y together all the time. Meanwhile,motion started. ''''What did they know each other?" ''''Seems so.'''' ''''I thought the White Witch was the silt type and wouldn''t approach anyone, she is so scary I didn''t want to approach her.'''' The studts discussed among themselves while looking at the duo. Noah tried to bypass Lilith but thetter wouldn''t budge. Irritated Noah responded. ''''Lilith I''m busy, I have something to do, so please let me pass.'''' Lilith stopped for a momt before oping her mouth. ''''It''s all you have to say to your childhood frid you hav''t se in a while?" Lilith''s head was tilted to the side, still not understanding Noah''s reaction, he should have be happy to see her and approached her first, after not seeing each other for almost 4 years it was the most normal reaction, but Noah was behaving unnaturally, almost as if afraid, almost as if he found bothersome to interact with her, it was understandable knowing their past. ''''Childhood frids she said, no wonder.'''' Ilya one of the survivors from the now destroyed Amazonia''s contint was interested in the duo''s past, she watched the drama unfolding. Ignoring the ongoing atttion they were receiving, Noah could not take it anymore and was forced to slightly raise his force due to the anger. ''''Right back at you, after not seeing each other for almost 4 years you just stood before me without greeting me and ordered me to follow you, I''m yourckey or something ? I''m busy.'''' Noah immediately passed Lilith whose eyes wided after realizing what she had done wrong. She wanted to say something but was unable to op her mouth, not knowing what to say. It was th another person who blocked Noah''s escape route, it was the ck-haired youth with ruby eyes, giving off the air of a prince. ''''What do you want Aid?" Noah red at the ck-haired youth before him. Almost punching that handsome face. It irritated him every time he saw it. Aid Von ss, the young master from the famous and ever-powerful Von ss''s family. Chapter 6: Noah Adler ''''Right back at you, after not seeing each other for almost 4 years you just stood before me without greeting me and ordered me to follow you, I''m yourckey or something? I''m busy.'''' Noah immediately passed Lilith whose eyes wided after realizing what she had done wrong. She wanted to say something but was unable to op her mouth, not knowing what to say. It was th another person who blocked Noah''s route, it was the ck-haired youth with ruby eyes, giving off the air of a prince. ''''What do you want Aid?" Noah red at the ck-haired youth before him. Almost punching that handsome face. It irritated him every time he saw it. Aid Von ss, the young master from the famous and ever-powerful Von ss''s family. ''''It is not how you should treat ady. Please correct your behavior.'''' Aid said those words, his condescding tone seemed almost like he was ordering Noah not making a suggestion. Noah was amused. ''''What if I don''t?" Aid was not surprised by Noah''s answer, he expected such an answer, now he could move on to the next step of his n of making Noah look like a fool and at the same time drawing Lilith''s atttion, it is like killing two birds with one stone. However, Aid forgot to take a few things into ount, first Noah wouldn''t y by his rules andstly, he didn''t know Lilith at all, she was not your typical woman, and she doesn''t give a damn about these annoying things. Noah looked at Aid with pity, th shed past him but only after saying this. ''''You are still pathetic like wh we were childr. Grow some balls, man. Next time I''ll punch your face like in the past.'''' Aid''s smiling face froze, he felt like he had just received a huge p on the face. The following sce didn''t help at all. ''''Wow!" ''''Nice drama.'''' The studts eximed and secretly began whispering amongst themselves. Aid ignored those fools and focused his eyes on Lilith, his eyes mellowed and he tried to appeal to her. ''''Hello Lilith long time no see. I-" Aid hadn''t finished talking before getting cut off by an expressionless Lilith, her face was colder than usual, almost like an iceberg from Antarctica. ''''Move, I don''t have your time.'''' Aid''s body stiffed again and he stepped aside like a brok marite. His dignified appearance was no more, his shoulders slumped, and ev the others felt sorry for him. Lilith disappeared in turn, probably going after Noah, Arthur followed and stopped by Aid''s side. ''''Man up. Try harder next time.'''' Aid red at the annoying blond youth, if the look could kill, Arthur was certain to have died a thousand times already. ''''Fuck off!'''' Arthur shrugged his shoulders before disappearing beyond the door wearing a subtle smile. ''My first day was fun. As expected father didn''t lie to me, school life is a must and it is bound to be fun.'' Arthur mumbled while chasing after Noah. Meanwhile, back in the ssroom Aid untied his necktie and his face recovered, ncing over at the rest of his ssmates he shed them a cool smile. ''''See you tomorrow.'''' Th he vanished, followed by hisckeys. ''''As expected of the prince.'''' Someone mumbled, another beauty, rose gold hair and emerald eyes, Francesca Fillion from Napoleon country. ''''I would have looked down on him if he was down with something like this,'''' Ilya responded. The princess of the Pharaoh country in the Far East Contint, a girl with tanned skin, ck hair tied in twin tails, and emerald eyes just like Francesca. Ilya Norys is her full name. ''''Oh Ilya dear, long time no see. Let''s hang out.'''' Francesca immediately dragged Ilya out of the ssroom, and thetter followed her with a smile. Those two seemed to know each other very well. ''School life is going to be fun.'' Ilya murmured. Another one who was thinking the same thing as Arthur Kaamelott. ¡ã¡ã¡ã On the other side, Noah who had disappeared somewhere, now appeared inside a gard. It is wide and op, sloping gtly down to a cosmic-blue river. A corpse of cypress pines nks us on one side, with a thicket of peaceful beeches standing guard on the other side. Apple trees run through the cter of the gard, casting ake of w shadows onto the grass. Because currtly it was autumn, the fiery brilliance of their leaves was a sight: scorching oranges, burning browns, and molt reds. Th they drift to the g as siltly and carelessly as an ash cloud, settling into their eternal rest. Past the river, there is a plush-gre meadow that stretches away into the vastness and a dragon-backed mountain in the distance. Noah didn''t wander too far, he was not in the mood to joy the magical gard. He sat on one of the many bches after the river. ''''Fuck, that piss me off. How dare she to act like that.'''' Noah untied his necktie and violtly tossed it to the side. His hands were shaking. He wanted to curse to his heart''s contt but maybe because he was afraid of someone hearing him he restrained himself. However, he was really angry, back th he restrained himself pretty well if not he would have gone physical with Lilith, disfiguring Aid''s face. ''''Calm down Noah, Calm down!" He repeated this several times like a mantra and finally managed to reign in his anger threating to burst out. Noah is someone with Intermittt explosive disorder. He received intsive treatmtsting years for that. He acquired this symptom after the death of his mother, it was pretty serious back th, and he would oft easily get into a fight, brutalizing others, during this period he met Aid and fought him several times, in most of the fights he beat the shit out of him. Because of this, he didn''t want to socialize, he had trouble making frids and he didn''t trust easily, fearing being left alone if he were to get too attached to someone. ''''Sigh! I thought if everyone left my side during my darkest time you''d have stayed but you disappeared.'''' Noah''s anger threated to resurface again, his face kept twisting. Well, Noah is rancorous as well. He rested Lilith for abandoning him wh he needed her the most, back wh she was in her toughest period he was there, ev wh she would beat the hell out of him during their training, he expected the same treatmt wh it was his turn but unfortunately his hope was smashed wh Lilith suddly disappeared without saying a word. He didn''t care why she had left, she just had to be prest that time, helping him ovee his dark period more easily, he knew it was unreasonable but rationality was one thing, while his emotions were something else. Because he was rancorous he didn''t want to meet her, didn''t want to talk to her, well there was another reason, Lilith is superpetitive and had treated him like her errands boy since childhood, he didn''t want to get beat, in one word he was afraid ev though he had grown up, not only physically but became powerful as well. That girl is a monster, a doll who does everything she wants without giving a damn about your opinion. ''''Pfft! Why I''m ev angry wh the doll doesn''t possess emotions and doesn''t know how to express herself?" Noahughed, it was funny now he thought about it, his restmt vanished but notpletely, he was now more clearheaded upon recalling how Lilith was. ''''Well, let''s go back. I''m pretty much healed because I managed to not punch that fucker in the face.'''' Noah disappeared after saying those words, he was smiling. As soon as he left a -haired beauty appeared and sat where he sat. She could still feel the warmth Noah''s body left behind. Lilith expressionlessly murmured. ''''I''m sorry.'''' Chapter 7: Personnal Room Because Noah was rancorous he didn''t want to meet her, he did not want to talk to her, well there was another reason, Lilith is superpetitive and has treated him like her errands boy since childhood, and he didn''t want to get beat, in one word he was afraid ev though he had grown up, not only physically but became powerful as well. That girl is a monster, a doll who does everything she wants without giving a damn about your opinion. ''''Pfft! Why I''m ev angry wh the doll doesn''t possess emotions and doesn''t know how to express herself?" Noahughed, it was funny now he thought about it, his restmt vanished but notpletely, he was not more clearheaded upon recalling how Lilith was. ''''Well, let''s go back. I''m pretty much healed because I managed to not punch that fucker in the face.'''' Noah disappeared after saying those words, he was smiling. As soon as he left a -haired beauty appeared and sat where he sat. She could still feel the warmth Noah''s body left behind. Lilith expressionlessly murmured. ''''I''m sorry.'''' She closed her eyes for a momt as if trying to absorb the warmth left by Noah. The picture of a -haired body quietly sitting in the middle of the gard with her eyes closed and the wind blowing on her face, yfully moving her hair like snow was picturesque, worth a thousand words. Arthur who was watching in the distance couldn''t help but mutter unconsciously. ''''Beautiful!" He quickly came to his sses and blushed before quietly slipping away. Lilith oped her eyes and happed to nce in his direction, her emotionless eyes lingered there for a momt before she stood up, heading outside of the gard wh she happed to meet both Francesca and Ilya going to the cafeteria. ''''Wow! Isn''t our Witch? Nice to meet you I''m Francesca Fillon and this is my good frid Ilya Norys. We are your ssmates.'''' Francesca cheerfully introduced them. Lilith was forced to step and she expressionlessly responded. ''''I know. I''m Lilith Evangelion.'''' She immediately resumed walking but Francesca stopped her. ''''Wait, we are heading to the cafeteria, mind tagging along? It will be more fun.'''' ''''Not interested.'''' Lilith curtly replied forcing a small crack to appear on Francesca''s smiling face, Ilya was fighting a peal ofughter. ''''Come on, it will be fun I tell you, don''t be so stoic,e with us.'''' Francesca wouldn''t give up. ''''Not interested.'''' Lilith repeated the same stce like a robot, she tried to walk past Francesca who stopped smiling and had an ''I give up'' face. However, Francesca didn''tpletely give up because she stopped Lilith again and asked hopefully. ''''Next time?" Lilith did not immediately answer, she looked at Francesca th Ilya, and seeing the expectation and recalling her grandfather''s advice to socialize, she changed her initial answer. ''''Maybe!" She walked past the duo and disappeared. ''''Well, it''s not aplete ¨¦chec.'''' (A/N: Failure) Francesca smiled before dragging Ilya with her again, thetter murmured. ''''She appears lonely.'''' ''''She is, ev though the interested party is unaware of this. She is like a doll, I''m starting to like her.'''' Francesca responded as the duo walked towards the cafeteria. ¡ã¡ã¡ã Half an hourter, Noah had arrived at the dormitory. Unlike the other sses that use the system of cohabitation of two per room, those from the Elite ssroom have one room per person. Noah''s room was located in the middle of the second floor, Room number 9. Using a pass registered in his name, Noah tered his room, it was spacious, a living room, a kitch, a bedroom, and naturally a bathroom. ''''Wow, ev my room paled inparison to this one,'''' Noah eximed upon tering the bedroom. He decided to take a shower before watching TV, there was a huge Smart TV in the living room, 64 inches. Noah removed his clothes, leaving a chiseled abs bare and his little brother dangling betwe his legs, eager to see the light and feel the wind''s caress. He th walked into the shower. Shower wateres as perfect rain, warm and steady, awaking Noah''s skin in all the right ways. ''''Taking a shower reassures my sses with its water-hug, warm and cozy. Taking a shower after waking home is one of the pleasures of my day. I love the water. I love washing. It''s a meditation of sortsbined with a boost for my sses. Showers are my mood elevator, taking me higher.'''' Noah was almost chanting as he let the water cascade on his body. A few minutester he was dressed in a simple trunk walked into the living room and sat on the couch before turning on the TV. He was about to joy information and th some dramas wh suddly he remembered something, he immediately left and came back with a small booklet, he put the TV on mute before skimming through the booklet that contained rules and information about the school. He had almost forgott it. Half an hourter he was done and outside the sun had set, and night arrived. Noah wt outside and observed the sky after putting on arge shirt. The sky was ck tranquility married to a poetry of stars. It was the softness that called the body and brain to rest and let the heart go to its steady rhythm. Night came as a reward of sorts, a restfulness above to calm the soul. ''''In the serade of the ck, the stars are a choir; they are lights that sing in infinite patterns. Sometimes eyes need music, and the darker the night the sweeter the song.'''' Noah murmured abstmindedly before shaking his head and heading back to his room. He didn''t want to counter that annoying blond, hopefully, he was not on the same floor as him. Unfortunately, it was exactly as he feared, just before he tered his room Arthur happed to have arrived on this floor and saw him just before he closed his door. ''''Eh! This must be fate.'''' The blond youth smiled before walking to his room, Room 8. It was indeed fate. Chapter 8: Logan Adler Noah wt outside and observed the sky after putting on arge shirt. The sky was ck tranquility married to a poetry of stars. It was the softness that called the body and brain to rest and let the heart go to its steady rhythm. Night came as a reward of sorts, a restfulness above to calm the soul. ''''In the serade of the ck, the stars are a choir; they are lights that sing in infinite patterns. Sometimes eyes need music, and the darker the night the sweeter the song.'''' Noah murmured abstmindedly before shaking his head and decided to head back to his room. He didn''t want to counter that annoying blond, hopefully, he was not on the same floor as him. Unfortunately, it was exactly as he feared, just before he tered his room Arthur happed to have arrived on this floor and saw him just before he closed his door. ''''Eh! This must be fate.'''' The blond youth smiled before walking to his room, Room 8. It was indeed fate. ¡ã¡ã¡ã Back in his room Noah removed the shirt before tossing it aside and sat down on the couch again he was about to unmute the TV and watch yer''s channel wh his smartphone rang. Noah begrudgingly stood and wt to pick up the futurist smartphone, it was his father''s id as expected. He heaved a sigh, inwardly thinking that his father was such a worrywart. ''''Hello, old man. How''s your eving? I''m doing fine thank you for calling.'''' Noah vomited everything right away as if trying to tell his father I''m hanging up now you''ve heard my voice. ''''I say brat, show some respect to your old man worrying about you.'''' ''''Tch! What do you want, father.'''' Noah was annoyed but happy deep inside. His father didn''t answer but requested a video call, Noah epted and the face of a middle-aged man appeared in front of him in a medium-sized floating window. ck, short hair is pulled back to reveal a , wild face. Gold eyes, set graciously within their sockets, watching Noah fondly. Several moles are spread delicately on his right cheek and leave a captivating memory of his luck in battles. This is the face of Logan Adler, Noah''s father, his sole remaining part. The yer hailed as the strongest spear, The Spear of Destruction. Logan is versatile, indepdt, and self-reliant. But this is all just a facade, a mechanism to deal with his dreadful past. He was born and grew up in a middle-ss family in an important town, he lived free of worries until he was about 4 years old, but at that point, life changed drastically. He lost his brother in a terrible disaster and two yearster lost his parts. With a couple of frids, he had to survive in a cruel world. But with his strgth and cunning, he managed to go beyond expectations and start a new life. He became a powerful yer sweeping everything, and he became one of the strongest in his city, and th in the empire. He lived his life like he wanted until one day he met that woman, that gray-haired girl in ab coat, she was beautiful like a goddess and as soon as heid his eyes on her, Logan fell in love and proposed right on the spot, of course she refused but he continued until she epted, it was the beginning of new wonderful life, the fruit of their love was a son who took after her mother''s beauty and hair. Unfortunately, tragedy struck once again wh he thought nothing would go wrong after meeting his goddess, this time he lost his wife in a car crash. Looking at his son, Logan couldn''t stop reminiscing of the past, he could see his wife''s shadow in his son. Nothing must happ to him. If it was up to him he would have sheltered Noah wishing he had nothing to do with that world but a sheltered butterfly will never show its full beauty nor beplete this way, you have to let it out to experice the world whether it is good or bad because only this way it will beplete. As his father he knew Noah''s goal was to seek answers, he was also doing the same thing, he wanted to ask him not to do it but stubborn as he is, Logan was helpless, he could only passively observe. ''''What is it, father? Why are staring at me like I have murdered someone?" Noah''s question brought Logan back to reality, and he chuckled. ''''Nothing, I''m just astonished at how big you have be. You have be a big boy.'''' Noah rolled his eyes at his father''s joke. Thetter sighed thinking his son was no fun. ''''How was your first day? I hope you didn''t d in a fight?'''' ''''Tch! No, I controlled myself.'''' Noah clicked his tongue. He was annoyed just by recalling what happed. Logan sighed, inwardly happy that nothing had happed, he knew his son was the best and no fight on the first day meant there was some progress. ''''Good, did you make any frids?" He asked already aware of the answer, he just hoped his son at least tried. ''''No.'''' Noah''s answer was short. ''''You brat list to your father and make some frids, I understand your stance but sometimes reliable frids can have your back, and you can share your difficult momts with them. So take my advice seriously, at least make one frid during your stay here.'''' Logan advised his son and from his tone, he was not joking, Noah could feel it, and it was why he answered positively. ''''I understand Father.'''' ''''Good, have you met that girl, I''m sure she''ll be in the same ss as you.'''' Logan suddly changed the subject, switching to something Noah would have appreciated he didn''t do. ''''Yeah!" Noah bit his lips which didn''t go unnoticed by his father. ''''Sigh! Sometimes you have to hear the other''s party version before making a judgmt, keep in mind.'''' Noah didn''t say anything and his father heaved another sigh before talking about school-rted stuff. Noah''s mood brighted and he happily answered. Chapter 9: An Annoying Nextdoor Neighbor ''''Good, did you make any frids?" He asked already aware of the answer, he just hoped his son at least tried. ''''No.'''' Noah''s answer was short. ''''You brat list to your father and make some frids, I understand your stance but sometimes reliable frids can have your back, and you can share your difficult momts with them. So take my advice seriously, at least make one frid during your stay here.'''' Logan advised his son and from his tone, he was not joking, Noah could feel it, and it was why he answered positively. ''''I understand, Father.'''' ''''Good, have you met that girl, I''m sure she''ll be in the same ss as you.'''' Logan suddly changed the subject, switching to something Noah would have appreciated if he hadn''t done it. ''''Yeah!" Noah bit his lips which didn''t go unnoticed by his father. ''''Sigh! Sometimes you have to hear the other''s party version before making a judgmt, keep in mind.'''' Noah didn''t say anything and his father heaved another sigh before talking about school-rted stuff. Noah''s mood brighted and he happily answered. Logan''s questions were rted to the school, such as what kind of room he got, how many credits he got, and how was the facilities nowadays. Noah answered to the best of his capacity. The Peerless Academy works on the system of Credit, points if you want. Every studt upon his/her rollmt will get 0.000 Credits. Well, you might think it''s a lot but not, everything costs, meals for example, the cheapest costs 00 Credits while the highest is .000 Credits. To buy equipmt, clothes, and armor, visit the aquarium, and the park, visit the library to rich your knowledge, rt training rooms, every single one of those things costs credits. Credit is the currcy in the academy, money is worthless here, and there''s no system to convert real money into Credits, so before you know it you''d have spt your 0.000 Credits in less than a month. You can earn Credits only by taking missions in the academy''s Mission Hall or Credit earned during special evts such aspetitions, festivals, and so on. It is strictly forbidd to fight inside the academy, disputes will be resolved in the special aras. Studts canpete there and wager their Credits. After listing to everything Logan nodded. ''''I see, what you said didn''t differ too much from my time except for the amount of Credit increasing which I guess is a good thing. The academy is a jungle, if you have yet to notice this, you better not get devoured, a studt with zero credit will be expelled.'''' ''''Yeah, I know. Don''t worry father, I don''t n to be a stepping stone for the others. Tomorrow will have an Awaking ss, look forward to my awesome ss, I''ll awak a Unique ss unlike you.'''' Noah didn''t forget to poke fun at his father, thetter nodded abstmindedly, his eyes focused on the half-moon pdant a Noah''s neck. ''''Yeah, I do not doubt your awesomess, Oh my awesome son.'''' Finally, back to his sses, he responded with a joke in turn. ''''Ptui! Are you perhaps jealous I''ll get an awesome ss than you?" Noah smiled, he loved bantering with his father, and he forgot his worries this way. ''''Oh? How do you know? Maybe your ss is rted to Divination?" Logan put his finger on his lower lips and seriously asked but you could feel he was mocking his son. ''''Tch! Father, I''m not ying with you anymore.'''' Noah was annoyed, he lost again. ''''Pft! Hahaha, you''re still a brat wet behind the ears. Well, I will let you sleep to be in top form tomorrow. I have faith in you, whatever ss you''ll get I''m sure it will help you. Good night my son, I love you.'''' ''''Good night father, I love you too.'''' Noah th disconnected the video call and wt to fetch a bottle of fresh water from the small fridge in a corner of the living room. At the same time, in another city, Logan''s location. After ding the video call with his son, yfulness disappeared from Noah''s father''s face and he mumbled. ''''It is tomorrow, huh?!" ''''Gotta start moving.'''' He extded his right arm and an ominous ck spear appeared and he disappeared alongside the spear. Finally, after not acting for so many years the Spear of Destruction had moved. ¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã Just as Noah was about to unmute the time and get some rxation time by watching dramas and eating some cookies his ''P¨¦ch¨¦ Mignon'' he heard someone knocking on the door. Knock! Knock! ''''Seriously, today is not my day. Annoying things keep popping up one another.'''' ''''Ah! Seriously, who it can be at this hour?'''' Noah didn''t bother to put on his top before walking to the door and checked who it was and heaved a sigh after seeing who it was. Arthur stood on the other side, holding something wrapped in ck cloth. ''''Hello, sorry to disturb you, I just want toe and say hi to my neighbor. Can you please op the door?" Noah was pissed to have his rxation time disturbed, he wanted to ignore the man but after recalling his father''s advice, he decided to give in. Click~ Noah oped the door and let Arthur in, thetter was shocked by his appearance. ''''What? Why can''t you put on a top?" Noah annoyed red at him. ''''It''s my house, I dress like I want, if you don''t like it go out.'''' Noah sat on the couch and unmuted the TV. Arthur sighed, looking at Noah''s chiseled abs and packed muscle he understood there was nothing to be ashamed of. He took a seat from across him and unveiled what he brought, it was an aged wine. A 50-year-old Chateau LA ROSE. ''''I want to celebrate this meeting. I''m Arthur Kaamelott, heir to Britania country, nice to meet you, I would sincerely like to be a frid with you.'''' Arthur dered before oping the aged wine. Noah wondered how could Arthur be so straightforward. ''''I''m Noah Adler, nice to meet you, whether we can be frids or not we will see.'''' Noah responded before bringing two wine sses. The two joyed this aged wine while sharing pleasantries and Noah admitted, it wasn''t so bad. Tonight marked the beginning of something awesome. Chapter 10: The Tower of Trials While Noah and Arthur were joying a 50-year-old Chateau LA ROSE, on the lower floor, room , Aid was sitting with hisckeys ying game a poker game. Although they were ying, Aid seemed abstminded, the others noticed and one of them decided to ask what bothering their leader. Red, long hair almost fully covers a skinny, gloomy face. Expressive blue eyes, set handsomely within their sockets. The red-haired young man is Gareth Windsor. The second young man was Elliot Page. Naturally, they were all members of the Elite ss. ''''What is bothering you, Boss?" Gareth was the one to raise this question. Aid looked at him but didn''t immediately answer, Elliot stepped in. ''''Maybe, it''s rted to that boy, Noah was it? His name.'''' Aid''s expression darked and the other two understood it was indeed rted to Noah. ''''Don''t worry, Boss, I just have to go teach him a lesson and he will behave.'''' Gareth flexed his muscles as he spoke. Elliot facepalmed, too ashamed to look up. ''This damn muscle brain, everything is not resolved with muscles.'' Elliot didn''t want to waste his time on the idiot. Finally, there was some reaction from Aid. Heughed after hearing what Gareth had said. Because he knew Noah and they had interacted a lot in the past, of course, he was aware of his strgth, therefore Gareth could not do anything to the man. ''''You! Forget it!" Aid snickered. ''''Everything will change after tomorrow. The real beginning willmce. Elliot, did you research the things I have ordered you?" ''''Yes! It''s possible to rt a building and it possible to create a guild, I mean club during your first year.'''' Elliot answered Aid''s question. ''''Oh, that''s good to hear. As for credits let''s earn them after getting a ss. For now, let''s resume the game. I was winning right?" Aid''s mood improved and he resumed ying the Poker game. The night quietly passed. ¡ã¡ã¡ã The sunlight makes rainbow diamonds that dance upon the canvas that is the wall. As Ga?a turns they stretch and fade to the silt apuse of eyes. A new day has begun, an important day for the studts in the Elite ssroom. walked in and saw that her studts were waiting for her arrival, impatice could be se in their eyes and the mood was heavily mixed with anticipation for what had yet to start. She was amused. ''''Good morning ss. I see you are all eager to start. I understand your thusiasm. Well, I won''t take too much of your time.'''' The studts were happy to begin, some were eager than most such as Noah feeling Lilith''s intse gaze, she tried to stop him before he tered the ssroom but he ignored her. Although Noah remembered his father''s advice he could not easily put it to use, he was still angry, afraid as well. He will take his time to see whether or not he wants to rew their fridship, before anything else he had to acquire a ss because this would mark the beginning of everything, whether to achieve his goal or not he had to get a ss first. Noah ignored Lilith''s stare and focused his atttion on his teacher, . ''''Before you all are st into our special dungeons, I just wanted to remind you that every ss is good, there is no bad ss just bad yer. Although sses are ranked it doesn''t mean that someone with a Common ss is worthless, everything depds on how well you understand your ss and how well you develop it. There are many examples of Common ss yer being more powerful than Elite ss yer, the same goes for Elite ss and the Unique ss. How should I put it for you to understand? Huh! Let''s see I have found the right example, sses are like real life, poor and rich, sometimes a poor can be richer than a rich. Just take Elite ss and Unique ss as sses with privileges, Life is unfair but can be bnced if you work hard. We will talk moreter after your Advancemt ss.'''' ''s words gave courage to those fearing it would be the d if they awaked a Common ss. Research has demonstrated that sses ar''t necessarily hereditary because someone whose parts are Elite-ss yers will not necessarily get an Elite ss. sses heavily depd on the yer, you will get a ss that fits you. Well, there always exists exception, it''s how Life works. After giving them a few pieces of advice, asked them to follow her to another building, on road their passed the other sses and wh the other studts saw them, they couldn''t hide the look of vy in their eyes because they were aware of where they were going, what they were about to do. These studts clched their fists and secretly prayed to get an awesome ss to make up for the loss. While most of the studts from the Elite ssroom did not care about those vious looks they were receiving, some of them were gloating at the vious studts, feeling proud of their achievemt. ''You can''t never catch up to us. We are the Elites.'' observed everything and couldn''t help but remind her studts. ''''It is good to be proud but never let it get to your head because you''ll drown in this small achievemt and before you know it the others will have already surpassed you, so stay focused and never lose what is important, do you understand?" ''''We understand!!" The gloating studts felt ashamed and immediately decided to correct this mtality. After walking for a while, passing many buildings, they were finally at their destination. Standing before them was a tall building, no it was more like a tower to be exact, it was so tall the d couldn''t be se. The Tower of Trials it is called, a simple name that perfectly fits its design. It gives ess to many awesome facilities such as a training room (Gravity room..) and many other things but the reason for its uniquess lies in its man-made dungeons in form of trials, which one could use to train and get rewards. Only after acquiring a ss you can have direct ess but with credits mind you. It is said you receive a perfect graduation le only if you conquer the Tower of trials'' floors. Awesome rewards await you inside. As its name implied you get rewarded uponpleting a trial. The studts were excited standing before such a majestic tower. ''''Let''s go.'''' and her studts tered the first floor where she first registered her studts before every single one of them selected an armor and a weapon before going through the teleportation''s portail. This marked the beginning of the Elite ss''s Awaking. Chapter 11: Mission: Kill 100 Goblins! Peerless Academy, The Tower, Floor . The forest was ormous, dark, and verdant. Its canopy was imed by magnolia, cypress, and dogwood, and rays of light bursting through their crowns allowed for a mosaic of nts to cultivate the branch and twigd g below. Swooping climbing nts held onto a couple of trees, and a mishmash of flowers, which weremon to this area only, added colorful variety to the otherwise gre terrain. A variety of animal noises, predominantly those of bird songs, resonated through the air, and almostpletely muffled the asional roar of arge animal trying to scare away predators. Suddly, there was a sh of light and a young man appeared, with gray hair and striking gold eyes. Naturally, it was Noah. Noah after taking the teleportation portal, was st to this ce. He quickly scanned his surings. He was vignt, he held his longsword tightly to the right and checked his daggers. He wore light gray armor, it was amon grade armor. He also wore a dark gre backpack. Noah who was about to advance suddly froze wh a robotic voice rang out. {Wee to the st Floor of the Peerless Academy''s Tower. For your advancemt ss, the following mission has be issued: Kill a hundred Goblins. Good Luck!} Noah''s body turned tse as he understood it was the beginning, gripping his sword he stepped forward, he could hear his heartbeat quicking, he rapidly performed this exercise. He inhaled and exhaled repeatedly to regain his cool. After a few seconds, he seeded. There''s nothing to be afraid of, it was not his first time fighting against goblins, he was just overwhelmed by the numbers but he understood better not to let his mind get affected. With an unstable mind, there is a higher risk of making a blunder and it could lead to an injury. ''''Well, let''s eat some cookies first.'''' ''''These little cuties provide nutritious sources of protein and vitamins that help to produce a stable metabolism.'''' As if he was giving himself a reason to joy the cookies he liked so much. In a sh, Noah devoured eight cookies he secretly brought. ''''Delicious, I feel alive.'''' Noah would have loved to continue eating nonstop but he stopped, ytime over. His currt expression was differt from the previous one, he was rxed and ready for some action, it was th it appeared. Rustle~ A small creature walked out from the shadow of a tree a few meters away from Noah''s location. Its height wasparable to that of a child, it had gre skin and pointy ears, poorly dressed and holding a wood staff, a goblin. ''''Kieee?" The goblin with its eyes stared at Noah before his eyes turned ruthless, ready to bash the human before him but this goblin suddly stopped and stared in another direction. ''''Kiee?" Noah calmly followed that direction and saw a second goblining out. The two immediately seemed to understand each other and nned to ambush Noah together. It was th Noah''s expression switched to a cold one. He seemed to have killed off his emotions and solely focused his atttion on killing the emy before him, a method his father taught him. Swoosh! Noah''s feet kicked against the g and he vanished, having unleashed his full speed. He held a sword in one hand, a dagger in another one. In a sh, he arrived betwe the goblins. His movemts were swift and precise, and his weapons danced with deadly uracy. Ev the goblins were momtarily tak aback by his intsity. They tried to back away but it was already toote, Noah''s des reached them faster, and one sword beheaded the goblin on the left, gre blood gushed up like a fountain. He avoided while at the same time thrusting his dagger forward, the dagger pierced the heart of the one on the right. Everything happed too fast and the goblins died before they were ev aware of it. It was clean and swift. [You have defeated two goblins!] [Experice points +%] [Mission progress: Goblin /0] [Remaining goblins until missionpletion: 98] That robotic voice rang out once more informing Noah of his progress, he ignored it and leaped into the forest in search of his next prey, he soon found them and another battle followed. More than two and a half an hourter, Noah was still fighting, currtly attacking a goblin holding a rusty sword. Sshh-! "Kieeeek!" The goblin, who had lost both eyes, fell to the g writhing in pain. Noah immediately flew through the air and plunged his dagger into the goblin''s neck. Puchi! [You have defeated a goblin!] [Experice points +%] [Currt Experice Points:%] [Mission progress: Goblin /0] [Remaining goblins until missionpletion: 5] Ignoring that robotic voice announcemt, Noah immediately rolled his body to the side. Tuk! The dagger plunged into the g where he had just be. Fortunately, he listed to his instinct and moved ordingly. Noah quickly jumped up. "Kiiiiiiieeeeek!" He pierced the chest of that goblin and turned to find his next target. A constant stream of unrelting movemt. There was no room for a momt of carelessness. He moved forward. Noah''s eyes rapidly scanned the situation. "Kiiiiiiiii¡­." The goblins backed away with fearful expressions. They fled. All the goblins nearby had be killed. So he could finally let his guard down for a bit. "I can take a breather for a momt." Noah, who had regained hisposure, took out some cookies. It''s cookie''s time. After joying his cookies'' time it was time to act again, the final act was about to start, so he believed. Noah moved, going toward the emy and the nearby goblins started to back away. They had be afraid of him, he reeked the blood of their fall brethr. They were afraid of such a dangerous man capable of ughtering them so easily and without any emotion. Seeing this situation Noah couldn''t help but grin, and th immediately picked up one of the daggers on the g, and shot it without aiming. "Kiiak!" It hit one of the goblins'' chest, while the others were startled by the sight of their fallrade writhing in pain. "Ar''t youing to me?" The goblins kept backing away. Noah picked up another dagger and threw it, and another goblin fell. However, the Goblins kept backing away shivering, Noah watched them for a bit and th sighed. "If you''re noting, th I''ming to you." Instantly, he closed the distance and unleashed a flurry of sword moves. The gre blood sttered in all directions. As soon as he defeated thest goblin before him, Noah was met with a flood of notifications. [You have defeated a goblin!] [Experice points +5%] [Experice Points:0%] [Level up!] [Mission progress: Goblin 0/0] [You have perfectlypleted the assigned mission during your advancemt ss!] With a hundred goblins defeated, Noah was veloped in a transluct column of light. Chapter 12: Unique Class and The System 1 Noah picked up another dagger and threw it, and another goblin fell. However, the Goblins kept backing away shivering, Noah watched them for a bit and th sighed. "If you''re noting, th I''ming to you." Instantly, he closed the distance and unleashed a flurry of sword moves. The gre blood sttered in all directions. As soon as he defeated thest goblin before him, Noah was met with a flood of notifications. [You have defeated a goblin!] [Experice points +6%] [Experice Points:0%] [Level up!] [Mission progress: Goblin 0/0] [You have perfectlypleted the assigned mission during your advancemt ss!] With a hundred goblins defeated, Noah was veloped in a transluct column of light, the sight of an advancemt, he was about to get a ss, and he couldn''t help but be overjoyed ready to celebrate. Noah who was about to celebrate because he seeded inpleting the advancemt ss''s mission froze. He waited for a momt still nothing, it was th the robotic voice rang out. {Error detected. Unable to proceed further. Assistance requested. Asking for assistance.???? Unable to??? Error????} Noah was shocked by the stream of notifications, it was almost like spam, he couldn''t understand what had gone wrong, why this was happing, it was almost as if something was interfering with his advancemt ss, it was th something shocking happed. The moon-shaped pdant he wore under his armor abruptly became hot. ''''Ouch!" Naturally, Noah hurriedly tried to remove his upper armor to throw away the pdant burning his skin wh he heard the sound of something breaking. Crack~ His body froze, it was as if someone had doused him with a basin of cold water. His brain froze, unable to proceed with what just happed and anxiety began filling him. It was why he didn''t feel the cool ergy tering his burnt flesh, coursing through his body, blding with his cells before starting to regerate his burnt flesh. Everything happed in a second. [Ding! System initialization: %...5%...5%....40%....] A sudd voice rang into his mind, jolting Noah awake. ''''Am I hallucinating?'''' He voiced his confusion but was forced to face reality. [...80%.....99%....0%] [System sessfully Initialized. Running various checks] [Host''s idtity:... Verified!] [Compatibility with the System:..0%] [Host''s Status: Healthy and ready for the first mission] [Ding! First Mission: Kill all of the Goblins (?) inside the forest. Rewards: Unique ability, system''s interface, functions unlocked, and a message left by the system''s creator. Palty: System termination!] [The system suggestsmcing the mission immediately!] ''''What?" Noah was struck dumb by what had just happed. He thought once maybe he was hallucinating but a pinch of his skin told him he was not. He regained his calm and being someone whose brain works well, he was able to quickly pierce things together, the tower''s system being blocked, the pdant left by histe mother as a gift for his twelfth birthday breaking th these notifications, everything fits together perfectly like a puzzle and he understood the geral gist of the situation. ''''Eh! Seriously, let''s do what that thing told me first. The rewards are ticing anyway.'''' Noah''s eyes shone, at best he was hoping for some powerful Elite ss but the prospect of acquiring a Unique ss was too appealing for him not to gamble, he held the belief that whatever was currtly happing it must be because of his mother''s arrangemts and he trusted her. ''''But first, some cookies to boost our morale and strgth.'''' The boy addicted to cookies couldn''t stop himself yet again. Noah who brought a bunch of cookies didn''t immediately eat them, he observed them as if graving the image in his mind onest time. The cookies are more peanut than flour and dotted with chocte chips. The surface was crackled as the earth was inte summer, softly gold and awaiting the rain. ''''Let''s dig in.'''' Noah immediately devoured the sev cookies like a starving hya and after he was done he wiped his mouth clean, th he readied his weapon, and checked his backpack. It was at that momt he remembered his injury, he quickly checked his chest and was shocked to see no injury, it was perfectly clean. ''''I guess, it''s the system whatever,'''' Noah murmured. Although, sadded to have lost the pdant he didn''t let it get to his head, it had served its purpose he decided to believe. ''Time to move.'' Noah kicked his feet on the g and leaped on a tree, he started jumping from one tree to another, his goal: search for his next prey. There must be a whole bunch of goblins inside this forest, a vige if the assumption was right, it was what he was aiming for. He was not worried about meeting the others because, the first floor was super vast, beside each studt was st to differt locations so they wouldn''t meet. He could take his time. You can only go out if youplete your mission and get a ss. Noah continued searching for goblins as he leaped from tree to tree. He didn''t immediately counter them as if they were hiding now that he decided to eliminate them all. The fruitless search continued for half an hour before Noah finally countered four goblins, three were together as if they were discussing something, and thest one was a few feet apart. Noah''s eyes became cold, he had switched to his killer mode again. He ran a few scarios in his mind before finally picking the right one after a momt of consideration. He immediately jumped from the tree he was hiding on. He threw two daggers at the goblins while still in the air. Swoosh! Swoosh! One urately pierced through the head of one of the three goblins while the other pierced the lone goblin''s left thief. ''''Kieee!" The injured goblin cried, the other two were rmed and readied their weapons. Noah happed tond perfectly in the middle of the two, his des danced and the two goblins died before ev they knew it. Everything happed too fast, Noah was quick and urate, not wasting any movemt, only going for the kill. {Three goblins killed} {Experice+3%} Noah ignored the robotic voice, focusing his atttion on the scared injured goblin trying to flee. Noah lowered his body toward one of the goblins, this action confused the injured goblin. ''''Kiee?" Noah ignored it and retrieved his dagger from the head of the dead goblin, meanwhile, the injured goblin immediately escaped into the forest leaving a gre blood on its trail. ''''Great!" Noah revealed a smile wh he saw this, half of his goal was achieved, the other half would depd on the runaway goblin. Chapter 13: Goblin Village 1 The injured goblin cried, the other two were rmed and readied their weapons. Noah happed tond perfectly in the middle of the two, his des danced and the two goblins died before ev they knew it. Everything happed too fast, Noah was quick and urate, not wasting any movemt, only going for the kills. {Three goblins killed} {Experice+3%} Noah ignored the robotic voice, focusing his atttion on the scared injured goblin trying to flee. Noah lowered his body toward one of the goblins, this action confused the injured goblin. ''''Kiee?" Noah ignored it and retrieved his dagger from the head of the dead goblin, meanwhile, the injured goblin immediately escaped into the forest leaving a gre blood on its trail. ''''Great!" Noah revealed a smile wh he saw this, half of his goal was achieved, the other half would depd on the runaway goblin. He calmly waited for t minutes and during those t minutes, his mouth didn''t stay idling as he ate a few cookies. Having already eat all of his Peanut butter cookies, Noah was now eating Chocte chip cookies. The taste was godly, a beautiful amalgam of caramelized butter and sugar, it was so good Noah almost moaned, he was addicted to cookies. ''''Sigh! Guess I should start following.'''' Noah reluctantly put the remaining Chocte chip cookies away and finally moved. He followed the trail of gre blood for almost one kilometer before stopping at the foot of a small mountain, he was certain that beyond this small mountain was a goblin settlemt. And his guess wasn''t wrong, after making sure there wasn''t an emy in the vicinity, he climbed up the mountain and arrived at the top, he saw what appeared to be a crudely made wood fce sured few thatched huts, small creatures could be se walking inside the wood fce, there was a watchtower in the northern side of this small goblin vige. From this vantage point, Noah was able to observe everything, maybe because he was close to getting a ss, and this improved his eyesight. yers have better physical and eyesight than normal people, and a longer lifespan as well. They''re superhuman with awesome abilities just like superheroes, the reason they got the name yers was simply because of yer''s status interface and fantasy-like abilities. Noah shook his head threw that mundane knowledge from his head and focused ahead. ''''I wonder how many goblins are in total in that small vige?" This question wasn''t directed at anyone just mumbling as he couldn''t urately guess the number of goblins inside the vige, while many were outside doing various shores, Noah believed there should be some inside the houses, so he couldn''t get an urate count of their numbers. [303 goblins have be detected] But unexpectedly, that thing, the system whatever helped him, left Noah confused for a second before he smiled. ''''Wow! I didn''t know you could help me. What kind of help can you give me again?" Noah wasn''t expecting much but the system''s next words left him speechless, his lips twitched and a frown marred his handsome face. [No other help will be giv, the system suggests the host use your brain and quickly finish the mission.] ''''Sigh! I was a fool for asking such a question.'''' Noah massaged his temple, what the system did was help him but because he was a little greedy he wished for more. ''''Forget, it said 303 goblins? Huh!" Noah sucked in a mouthful of fresh air and his hands trembled. Sweat formed on his forehead, three hundred goblins were no joke, he hadn''t fought such arge number before, naturally, he was scared, still, he didn''t let the fear control him. "Fear is part of being human, Noah, it''s the precursor to bravery. We need it, it wakes us up to what needs to be done. So feel it, own it, let it ignite your thoughts." His psychologist used to tell him during their sessions. Although he had never fought such a number before, there is a beginning for everything and one should learn to try new things, and ovee one limit Noah firmly believes this. Besides, who said he would be fighting those 303 goblins? He would be a fool not to use his brain. Noah racked his brain toe up with a solution. He stayed silt for t minutes, ruminating through his memory until he found the solution. ''''That is it!" Noah was overjoyed, he immediately unpacked his backpack put it down, he started searching through it. He found what he was searching for. Bottle of orange juice, there were four of them. He was nning to drink them during his meal. He emptied their contt into another bottle before taking out a stic bottle holding the remaining aged wine he joyed with Arthurst night. The fifty years old LA ROSE had 5% of alcohol and Noah could use this to make a cocktail Molotov. It is said that beyond 3% Wine can be considered abustible and mmable substance. It was exactly what he needed at the momt. Noah divided the aged wine LA Rose into the four bottles equally before taking a handkerchief, he tore it apart before putting them in the bottles filled with wine leaving some hanging. There was still a little bit of wine left, he would use it to smear the extremity of the handkerchiefs outside of the bottles before lighting them. Noah the four cocktails Molotov away before checking his weapons, everything was ready but he couldn''t attack yet, he had to wait for night to arrive and only th he would start his operation. In the meantime, he would eat his dinner, relying solely on cookies would not do, he wouldck strgth therefore he needs a healthy meal. Noah finally took out his dinner. Noah''s takeaway dinner sat there in in brown bags, yet the air a it was already so aromatic that Noah could just bite it. He could feel his inner joy smiling, that was dinner. Noah oped it. Mushroom soup, bitter gres with tomatoes the size of peas, rare roast beef slices as thin as paper, noodles in a gre sauce, cheese that melts on your tongue. Chapter 14: Goblin Village 2 Noah divided the aged wine LA Rose into the four bottles equally before taking a handkerchief, he tore it apart before putting them in the bottles filled with wine leaving some hanging. There was still a little bit of wine left, he would use it to smear the extremity of the handkerchiefs outside of the bottles before lighting them. Noah the four cocktails Molotov away before checking his weapons, everything was ready but he couldn''t attack yet, he had to wait for night to arrive and only th he would start his operation. In the meantime, he would eat his dinner, relying solely on cookies would not do, he wouldck strgth therefore he needs a healthy meal. Noah finally took out his dinner. Noah''s lunchbox sat there in in brown bags, yet the air a it was already so aromatic that Noah could just bite it. He could feel his inner joy smiling, that was dinner. Noah oped the lunchbox. Mushroom soup, bitter gres with tomatoes the size of peas, rare roast beef slices as thin as paper, noodles in a gre sauce, cheese that melts on your tongue. Noah gleefully joyed dinner. ''''Burp! That was delicious!" He ev burped before drinking his orange juice. He cleansed everything before putting them back into the backpack. He moved and made some preparations beforehand, th returned to his previous location. The night was slowly drawing closer and Noah wt through every scario again, he was ready to perform his best despite the tse atmosphere a him as the night drew closer. Finally, night arrived. The bright, full moon veloping half the night sky sshed on the pitch-ck g with its illumination. The outlines of the leaves in the forest were visible, but all of a sudd, a series of animal howls broke out throughout the tranquil forest. Countless, startled birds woke up from their slumber, pped their wings, and soared into the sky fearfully to escape the close-approaching death, as well as the holder of the death aura who was other than Noah running toward the Goblin vige. Noah suddly stopped before getting too close to the vige, he climbed a tall tree and from this tree, he could perfectly see inside the vige. He searched for the warehouse and sessfully found it because it was being guarded by four goblins dressed in ar amor. The reason he was searching for this was simple because this would be one of his attack points, he believed there must be some vtile thing inside this warehouse, do not think too lightly of goblins because of their stature, they were smart ough to build something like this, so naturally they could produce things humans like to joy such as wine ev if it''s crudely made. Next was a barrack where goblin soldiers should be stationed, th the watchtower, and finally the wood fce. Everything was ready, Noah coldly looked down on everything, his gaze was like that of a hawk watching its prey before attacking. Silce permeated the air as Noah waited, waiting until the emy was vulnerable before attacking. ''''It is time.'''' Noah said in a stone-cold voice, th lit up the first cocktail Molotov before flexing his left arm muscle to the extreme and throwing the Molotov toward the warehouse. Swoosh! The cocktail Molotov flew urately toward its destination at extreme speed and before the goblins guarding the warehouse could do anything, it had alreadynded. Crash! Chuuuu! Boom! The warehouse exploded, debris fell everywhere, and the four goblins were instantly annihted. ''''Kieek?'''' ''''Kieek?'''' The goblins were rmed and starteding out of their huts, they were about to give the alert wh another explosion happed, it was the barrack this time. Boom! Th the watchtower and finally the wood fce suring their vige, everything happed too fast, not giving the goblins ough time to react and before they knew it, their vige was sured by fire and most of the huts were burning intsely because they were made of wood. It was too tragic, goblins running here and there not knowing how to cope with the me and the smell of burnt flesh wafted through the nose of those that survived. Noah watched his masterpiece with a detached expression but his trembling hands betrayed his inner thought, he steeled his mind and continued watching as goblins cried, trying to put out the me, a female goblin trying to get into the me to go get what Noah believe to be its son probably, however, there was another goblin holding her, she cried begged but to no avail, she scratched the male goblin face, bite thetter arm but the goblin never let go, dragging her away from the me. Scarios like these happed a few times as the me continued to devour the vige, Noah did his best to fight the urge to vomit and look away, he had to, he couldn''t look away from his action just because it was unpleasant. {Two goblins killed by your action} {Five goblins killed...} {....} {Experice+ 9%} {....} {Experice+90%} {....} [Level UP!] [Tower''s system error###] A constant stream of notifications rang out but Noah ignored them and focused ahead. He believed the me had killed more than two hundred goblins, reducing the goblin''s original number, about 80% of the vige was destroyed by the me. Boom! It was th a giant goblin appeared with arge stride from the other side of the vige and beside him was a weird goblin in a purple robe. The momt Noah saw these two, especially the purple-clothed goblin he was rmed. ''''Not good.'''' The big goblin was a goblin champion, the leader, it was to be expected but what Noah didn''t expect was the presce of the goblin shaman. This goblin has to die at any cost because dless trouble would follow if he were to let him perform his spells. "Grrrrr!" The goblin champion roared to draw the panicking goblin''s atttion before urging the goblin shaman to act, thetter raised his crocked staff and started chanting in an unknownnguage, immediately small water balls appeared in front of him before being shot forward, killing some of the me, the survivors hurriedly joined their leader. Noah jumped from the tree to another one, he wanted to kill the goblin shaman by throwing a dagger. He had to be closer to sessfullynd a hit with the dagger. Swoosh! Noah threw the dagger which cut through the air like a bullet and arrived before the goblin shaman in an instant but before it could pierce through him, it was blocked by a transpart shield. ''''Kriii!" The goblin shaman was rmed, and so was the goblin champion, they started looking left and right in search of the culprit, it was th a second dagger arrived th a third. Chapter 15: Goblin Champion The goblin shaman was rmed, and so was the goblin champion, they started looking left and right in search of the culprit, it was th a second dagger arrived th a third. The second dagger fragilized the shield, creating a small gap the third dagger used to pass before piercing through the goblin shaman''s neck, leaving a huge hole. Thud! The goblin shaman fell on the g with its eyes oped wide, unable to believe he would die so easily, life was slowly leaving its body, and the emy was cunning, he put the vige on fire, reducing their numbers to lure them out before taking him out, he the main firepower of the vige. Everything was calcted. ''What a cunning emy!'' Those were the goblin shaman''sst thoughts before forever closing his eyes. He had misunderstood thest part but well Noah wouldn''t care. {You have killed a Goblin Shaman} {Experice+ 5%} He immediately jumped off the tree he was standing on because the goblin champion spotted him wh he threw the third dagger, his position was revealed. ''''Grrrrrrrr!" The goblin champion roared before directing the survivors, the 70 goblins to chase after Noah who had begun running away. He led towards the various traps he created beforehand, pitfalls filled with pikes, and so on. {You have killed t goblins} {Experice+0%} Noah never stopped running, he didn''t have the time to list to the notifications, however, he could see that his experice point got halved now he have killed many goblins, it was natural. T goblins to get 5% of experice. The short pursuit for a while while Noah steadily reduced their numbers, sometimes he would hide and ambush the goblins. Surely but slowly he almost killed everything and it was time to face the final boss, the goblin champion. Noah hid to recharge his emy for a momt before moving in the direction of the emy who was waiting for him, an epic battle was about to begin. ¡ã¡ã¡ã Noah focused on the emy in front of him. It was a huge dark gre-skinned goblin. Its height was a .5 meters, its body was filled with bulging muscles threating to explode. It was intimidating. ''''Grrr!" The goblin champion roared, its roar was akin to a sneer, as if looking down on Noah, the puny human with the gray hair, responsible for the massacre of his m Noah suddly stomped the g. The pure ergy rising from his ankle sured his wrist to push the sword. At the same time, the goblin champion attacked with its big club. Whaam! Despite the huge body and club, the goblin champion was pushed back, pushed by the thin sword. "Krrrr!" The raged raged goblin champion roared and swung the club, sured by red ergy. Alongside a ripping sound of the air, a tremdous wind pressure brushed past Noah''s face. It felt like his skin was being torn apart, but he advanced through the wind. Using the full power of his muscles strgthed after almost acquiring a ss, bing a proper yer, smacked the club from the front. Bam! The collision betwe the sword and the club that was incorporating the goblin''s champion ergy created a shockwave, sweeping away all the leaves in the suring area. "Kieee!" The goblin''s champion body was sturdier than he thought. It withstood the tremdous shockwave with its body and pummeled its club. ''His regerative ability is certainly insane.'' Noah remarked. Its body was ripped apart by the shockwave, yet it had already started regerating. It wasn''t just the strgth and the agility, but it also had an iparable regerationpared to the normal goblins. He th bt his knees. He swung up with his sword, aiming at the goblin''s champion ergy that was falling like a waterfall. The goblin champion was indeed slightly more powerful than him, but he would wear it down with his attacks. Noah shed through the goblin''s championbative ergy and crashed like a tidal wave. It looked like a salmon going up a valley. "Krr!" The goblin champion groaned upon seeing itsbative ergy being split apart. Its yellow eyes, which used to look down on him, were filled with panic. ''I''ll d you right away.'' There was no point in wasting time. It was as if he was about to slice its neck, after cutting through the ice troll warrior''s ergy¡ª Wham! A stone thrown from the right deflected the sword''s trajectory. Pssh! Instead of the goblin''s champion neck, the sword cut through its chest. Despite receiving a huge injury, disying his ribs to the outside, he still managed to jump back to gain distance. Noah narrowed his eyes and raised his head. What deflected his sword earlier was a stone fired by another goblin who seemed to have survived, he quickly took care of it by throwing a dagger that urately managed tond in the middle of the goblin''s eyes, instant death. Everything happed fast. ''''Krr!" Th Noah looked ahead, hearing the growl of a wounded beast. The goblin champion, who had already recovered, was raising its club. "I''m sorry, but the fight is over." Noah lowered his sword and smiled coldly. He''d finished analyzing the goblin''s champion movemts. The only thing left was to take its life with a single strike. "Graaa!" The goblin champion stomped on the g and rushed at him. With his sight filled with the monster, Noah brandished his sword. Instead of stepping back, he ran ahead. He activated the special power inside his sword''s skill technique. [Basic swordsmanship Technique: Special Form: T mes.] A crimson me blossomed on the de as if a meteor had arrived. The flower blossom looked like the sun as it spread out in four directions as if announcing the d of the cold winter. Creak! The two shed. Boom! The dancing crimson me subsided, and the g melted. The goblin''s champion head and club fell above it. Noah lowered his sword and exhaled an exhausted breath. That move was powerful and shy, but it consumed too much mana. He felt like his mind was going numb. His body was filled with sweat. However, the power and sharpness that cut the goblin''s champion apart in a single sh was satisfying. Finally, the mission was over, he could now joy the rewards. Chapter 16: Unique Class and the System 2 A crimson me blossomed on the de as if a meteor had arrived. The flower blossom looked like the sun as it spread out in four directions as if announcing the d of the cold winter. Creak! The two shed. Boom! The dancing crimson me subsided, and the g melted. The goblin''s champion head and club fell above it. Noah lowered his sword and exhaled an exhausted breath. That move was powerful and shy, but it consumed too much mana. He felt like his mind was going numb. His body was filled with sweat. However, the power and sharpness that cut the goblin''s champion apart in a single sh was satisfying. Finally, the mission was over, and he could joy the rewards. {You have killed a goblin} {Experice+ 0.5%} {You have killed a Goblin Champion} {Experice +0%} {You have leveled up!} {....Error....} [Ding! Congrattions to the host for sessfully clearing the first mission.] [Rewards will be giv] The system''s notifications sounded so sweet in Noah''s ears, that he couldn''t help but smile. He felt ev more alive, more refreshed. [Ding! System''s interface being unlocked] [You can now use the Store] [Gold''s currcy system unlocked] [5000 Gold coins earned as a reward for unlocking the system''s interface.] [The job change condition has be met.] A dark gold system''s interface was floating before Noah''s face. [Unique ss acquired: Angel Of Death] Noah''s heartbeat quicked, he almost jumped ev before checking this ss. At that momt, Noah''s body shone in a dark red light. The intse light was ough to blind him, but itsted only for a momt but during that momt Noah was st into a dark space where he heard a voice. [The angel of death was tasked with lighting the way to the dimsion the departing soul would be bound to for their next life. For a human soul there were infinite paths. ---- had never yet lost a charge to the emptiness, the vast pool of the other tities that vied to be a God, for she was an ambassador of the only true God - one who can Create and Love. The angel was --- channel, --- connection to the world. All times were nothing but a vast puzzle to the only living deity, all of them important but not sequtial in the way we experice them. ---- appeared as human for ---- once was, ethereal yet almost tangible ough to feel. --- radiated love, smiled and beckoned. --- was quite simply the one no-one would run from, --- was the one to take them "home." Thou have now be Death, Destroyer of worlds, judge and guide of the Fall souls. Fear Death not but whate after as Death is only the beginning. Life is the jailer and Death is freedom.] Noah returned to reality and forgot most of what he had just heard but he had the feeling that whatever this means it was important. Suddly, another message appeared in his mind as if nothing had happed. [Congrattions! You have acquired a Unique ss: Angel of Death] [As a job-change reward, you have obtained the ''Angel''s Sword of Death'' and the ''Rune of the Angel of Death.''] [The obtained rune is automatically inscribed into the yer''s body!] [You have learned the Angel of Death-exclusive skill, ''Seal of Death''!] [The next skill can be learned automatically wh you reach level 0.] He received a weapon, a rune, and a skill as job-change rewards. However, that wasn''t the only good news. [Your rank has increased from ''Beginner'' to ''Apprtice.''] [You havepleted a sub-quest!] [You have received a 50% discount coupon for an item in the Store for your first purchase.] Noah''s rank increased from Beginner to Apprtice as a result of his job change. Ranking up had various befits. New job skills were acquired and existing skills were strgthed. You can now start wearing bched essories such as earrings to boost strgth and so on. ''''However, if you don''t change your ss, you''ll be stuck at the Beginner level forever." That''s why changing jobs was an esstial elemt for growth. Many rewards were received, but the message was not yet over. He believes there''s more. [Invtory obtained] [Your invtory''s size will grow as your level rises.] Noah was pleasantly surprised, not everyone acquired an Invtory during their ss advancemt, it''s extremely rare. yers rely mostly on essories such as a ring or bracelet with a space hidd inside to store things. Noah waited calmly for thest reward, the most important one, the message left by his mother. And finally, it appeared. [Ding! Last reward: A message left by my creator Dr Elizabeth Einstein] Noah''s body trembled and tears threated to fall from his eyes. [Would you like to hear this message? Yes/No] There was a momtary silce before Noah oped his trembling lips, ordering. ''''Yes, please do so!" [Reying the message] Suddly, there was a medium-sized floating window before Noah''s eyes, it was like a pre-recorded message. A woman dressed in ab coat could be se in this video. Gray, long wavy hair hangs over a sculpted, charming face. Beady violet eyes, set sunk within their sockets, watching affectionately the camera. Soft skin gorgeouslyplimts her nose and leaves apelling memory of her luck in love. This is the face of Elisabeth Einstein. Logan''s wife and Noah''s mother. The momt Noah saw this woman he burst into tears. It was like a dam was brok, he couldn''t control himself anymore. He missed his mother too much, he wished she could be prest to see her. ''''Missing you was how I grew up, growth is painful for the most part. Yet wh we learn these skills we are more than we were, taller and stronger for the struggle.'''' Noah managed to say these words before wiping away his tears and focusing on the recording which started ying. {My son it is me, if you are seeing this message it means the worst has happed, I''m dead which is regrettable. I wanted to see you grow up, and bring home one or two beautiful wom. *Chuckle* Joke aside, it pains me that I won''t be able to watch you but this is Life, it always does not go as nned. I already knew this wh I embarked on this journey. This is my creation. Especially tailored for you to break past the wall. You will understandter. I know you seek answers for my death. Ev if I tell you not to seek answers or revge, you will not list anyway, you are my son after all, and I know you better than anyone. I just have one advice for you, son, be strong, super strong with strong allies before embarking on this road. You will understand, that they are everywhere in the dark watching and plotting. This system will be your best ally. Do not trust blindly. Once you reach the Grandmaster rank go to Antarctica, in a certain dungeon, some answers are over there, and the system will guide you. Be strong my son, I love you, look after your father, he is a child in an adult body. Rely on him, he is reliable and super tough-skinned. *Chuckle* Tell him I love him and will be waiting for him. To live a life worthy of our son. Goodbye son, forever yours.} The message ded. Chapter 17: Noahs Vow Noah stood rooted on the spot. Tears came as if his pain had atst condsed into a deluge of rain. He cried to his heart''s contt, he sat and leaned against a tree crestfall. ''''My mother was one for surprises, each day a multitude of tiny things... how they made me smile from toe to lips. Which hand was my cookie in? Which way would we walk to school? Would be sshing in puddles or leaping over? Would we dance our special jig if we saw a cat? It was so fun, all those every day advtures... I can still feel her excitemt at seeing a simple flower or the way the light yed upon the path. In a life so ordinary it was her that was extraordinary, not because she was giv so much, but because she made it that way. As the baker turns flour and water into bread, as God turns seed and water into flower, Mother turns the mundane into fascination and love; she was my heav, my superhero. The day Iost her my world crumbled. Oh, mother, I miss you so much.'''' Noah cried loudly not caring about his image, he was so vulnerable at the momt that it was heartbreaking to watch him. He recalled all those beautiful memories he shared with his mother, memories he thought they''dst forever but shattered that day. Noah took a deep breath, this recording made him painfully aware it was over. It hurts so much, he wished to forget everything but it would be too easy and irresponsible. Suddly, Noah recalled something his psychologist used to oft tell him during their sessions. ''''Your suffering, your memory of it, is like a teddybear fashioned from ss shards - the tighter you cling to it the deeper it will cut. So perhaps practice putting it down for longer periods, noticing wh you have picked it up and it slices at your skin. You and it are separate. One day you''ll notice that the bad teddy bear is gone, you lost it some time and never noticed. You will see that your good and noble choices made a better life, something positive, and now you hold a new teddy bear, soft and warm, one that brings an inner glow and keeps you cozy under starlight and sunshine alike.'''' She ev gives him this personal example. ''''Those painful memories are books with chapters, deep and horrible; and so I leave them on the shelf to gather dust. I can pick them up if I need to learn something, to gain a perspective that helps me to create my own good story. I can use them to re-see situations through the ls of their needs and traumas rather than mine. I want today, tomorrow, and every tomorrow after to be wonderful; I want to choose what to write on those nk pages.'''' Remembering these memories managed to decrease Noah''s pain. He wouldn''t forget but put them somewhere. He could learn and grow. ''''Thank you Mother for giving birth to me and don''t worry I won''t be reckless. I list to your advice. I will protect Father and be someone you''d be proud of after receiving your gift. Whoever the emy will be I will make them pay for breaking our family. You can rest assured and leave everything to me. I love you forever mother.'''' Noah announced it was more a vow than a deration, a promise to histe mother and for himself. He wouldn''t cry anymore, the day he seeded inpleting his revge would be the day he would cry to his heart''s contt onest time. For now, he would focus on growing stronger and making allies like his mother had suggested. It wouldn''t be easy but not impossible. As if his mother was watching from heav, the sky shone brightly after Noah got back on his feet and made that vow. Too focused on the message left by his mother, Noah hadn''t had the time to check his status window nor understand his unique ss. Well, he would thoroughly check everythingter once he gets back home. {The Tower has detected that Noah Adler has acquired a Unique ss. Congrattions.} That robotic voice sounded again, announcing this before sding Noah back. Thetter immediately wt back to his room, route he wondered how many got a Unique ss like him, he was not so conceited to think he was the only one that acquired a Unique ss. ''Well, I learn everything tomorrow.'''' Noah said as he tered his room and immediately wt to the bathroom. ¡ã¡ã¡ã The momt Noah left the tower, in the principal''s office Kade Evangelion raised an eyebrow, he just received the report of another studt from the Elite ss getting a Unique ss. ''''Another one, huh! The era is changing. This makes the 3rd one. Logan, you''re a lucky son of a gun. Let''s observe first.'''' Kade sighed, although having many studts with Unique sses can be considered a blessing, it was also a curse, his intuition was telling him a big storm wasing, hopefully, it wouldn''t be too devastating. ¡ã¡ã¡ã At the same time, somewhere in the wastnd. Polished braziers at the bottoms of each of the eight ivory columns light up the tire throne hall and radiate warmth across this hall. Therge mirrors on theyered ceiling dance in the flickering light while statuettes look down upon the granite floor of thisvish hall. A vermilion rug runs from the throne down through the cter and splits into two paths leading out while winged banners with gold fringes droop from the walls. Betwe each banner sits a small altar full of candles, almost all of them have be lit and in turn illuminate the depictions ofte royal family members below them. Extsive, colored ss windows are neighbored by veils colored the same vermilion as the banners. The curtains have be adorned with fine patterns and fancy tassels. A regal throne of marble sits atop a tall elevated tform. A man with extremely pale skin was sitting on this throne wh suddly he oped his crimson eyes. Just this action alone made the atmosphere inside the throne hall decrease to an rming degree. The candles were extinguished. ''''Oh! So there''s another one, this one is a bit particr. Contact our spy on the other side. We need to know everything if they''re worth recruiting or will be simply devoured.'''' ''''Understood Lord Drac.'''' A voice responded from within the darkness. The man on the throne closed his eyes and mumbled. ''''The Spear of Destruction moved rectly after many years of inactivity, I wonder if it''s connected to this unusual awaking. Well, doesn''t matter. Our God''s n must be carried.'''' Chapter 18: Angel of Deaths System 1 After taking a bath and still, with a towel wrapped a his waist, Noah wt to the living room and sat on the couch, the first thing he did was to summon his status window and look at the changes. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Apprtice Level ss: Angel of Death Title: None ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 5 Strgth: 0 Intelligce: 7 Dexterity: 34 Luck: 6 Stat Points:0 ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strgth},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö His currt level is , he got 6 stat points he immediately distributed, two in strgth making 0 while putting the remaining on dexterity, it was an instinctual decision. Noah was happy with his currt progress but he knew he could do better. He couldn''t ck off. Just as he was about to check his system and his ss his smartphone rang. It was his father without a doubt. Indeed, it was Logan requesting a video call. ''''Hello, my son, happy to see perfectly fine.'''' Logan was happy, he must have gott informed them his son got a unique ss. News sure travels fast. Noah sighed before warmly responding. ''''Hello father, I''m happy to see you too. Just I''ve promised I surpassed you, I''ve got a Unique ss, it''s called the Angel of Death.'''' Logan''s expression harded. He immediately understood it was an awesome ss. Too eager to share everything and boast, Noah didn''t notice his father''s expression as he continued. ''''You don''t know the best, I''ve got this ss thanks to Mother, you remember that pdant she gave me?" Logan''s face harded again, the direction of the discussion just confirmed his fears, still, he couldn''t let his son see his unusual state so he nodded. ''''I do remember.'''' ''''Okay, that pdant broke and I''ve got a unique ss and a system.'''' Noah dered watching his father''s face, wanting to see his expression, he would be too shocked he thought but contrary to his expectation, Logan was calm. ''''A Unique ss and a system. Elizabeth seeded after all, as expected of her.'''' Logan''s expression was crestfall, he tried to quickly change it but Noah had se it. ''''So you''re not surprised, almost as if you were expecting something like this, father.'''' Somehow Noah was hurt, he believed his father should tell him everything, not hide things, and this discovery hurts him. Logan noticed his son''s state and how could he not understand what going through the boy''s mind? ''''Hold on, I was not sure and you know your mother, she is so secretive, she told me back th it was a gift for this asion, not to try anything, just let everything happ naturally, because their eyes watching. I can have they know anything.'''' Logan hurriedly exined, his father was clumsy with things like this so Noah didn''t stay angry for long, he understood. He would not make things hard for his father. He was not a fool, he knew what this imply, if previously they acted imprudtly, the result wouldn''t be good, he wouldn''t have lived so peacefully. His mother was extremely famous, a famous researcher, you can understand how great she was for creating something capable of blocking the Tower''s system and helping her son acquire a Unique ss and a system. If words were to get out Noah would be ab rat, to see if they could reproduce the same thing, and if possible they could mass-produce Unique ss''s yers. Noah shuddered imagining the worst. Logan noticed his son''s state and nodded. ''''It is good that you realized it quickly. Never tell anyone about this. The system you''ve should be your secret. We can''t do anything about the Unique ss but everything else will be kept secret.'''' Noah nodded fearfully after hearing his father''s advice. ''''Great, we will have aplete conversationter. I will let you rest, son, I''m proud of you.'''' ''''I know Father. There was a message.'''' Logan who was about to d the video call stopped, his fingers were visibly trembling. ''''What did she say?" Logan tried to sound normal but failed. ''''She said she loves us, to look after you. To not be reckless.'''' Noah''s voice trembled but he didn''t cry, he swallowed his tears, forcing them back. There was a momt of silce before Logan spoke. ''''I see, that''s typical of her. Son, I''ll contact youter, I need some momt alone.'''' ''''I understand, father, take care, I love you.'''' Noah didn''t try to stop his father thetter nodded. ''''I love you too.'''' Logan ded the video call. Noah sighed heavily. He was sure that just today his father would drown his sorrow in alcohol. Hopefully, he wouldn''t go overboard. ''''Time to check my spoils.'''' Noah dered before acting. The momt the object appeared, the system showed its description. [Angel''s Sword of Death] -Category: Weapon -Grade: Rare -Attack power: 30 -Effect: Additional attack power + every time you swing it at an emy (up to 5 stacks) -Durability: 300/300 -Usage restriction: Trainee or higher -Description: A ck sword that the Angel of Death uses. Noah took out the sword from his invtory. A long sword that exceeded meter was in his hand. Swish, swish! Noah smiled as he swung it a few times, recalling the ssation. "The grade is Rare, and the effect is great ough not to change weapons until level 0." Weapons or yers'' items are ranked by grade: Common, Rare, Elite, Unique, Legd, Mystic, andstly Transcdt. Lastly, Noah checked the rune he received that was rted to his ss. [Rune of the Angel of Death] Effect: Wh using the ck sword, the weapon''s attack power doubles, and wh night falls, attack speed increases by 50%. If you stay still at night, the chance of emies detecting you decreases significantly. "The attack power doubles, and the attack speed increases by .5 times at night, with decreased detection chances." It was the perfect rune for using the Angel''s Sword of Death. "I believe from these things I can infer this ss is powerful at night.'''' Noah arrived at this conclusion. Ev though it was daytime now, the attack power was strong ough at x. Finally, wh he oped the skill list, he found another skill below his other skills. [Exclusive Skill ¨C Death'' Seal] Chapter 19: Angels of Death System 2 Lastly, Noah checked the rune he received that was rted to his ss. [Rune of the Angel of Death] Effect: Wh using the ck sword, the weapon''s attack power doubles, and wh night falls, attack speed increases by 50%. If you stay still at night, the chance of emies detecting you decreases significantly. "The attack power doubles, and the attack speed increases by .5 times at night, with decreased detection chances." It was the perfect rune for using the Angel''s Sword of Death. "I believe from these things I can infer this ss is powerful at night.'''' Noah arrived at this conclusion. Ev though it was daytime now, the attack power was strong ough at x. Finally, wh he oped the skill list, he found another skill below his other skills. [Exclusive Skill ¨C Death'' Seal] Effect: ce an invisible seal on the target that only the caster can see. You will be able to see the remaining health of the target under the seal, and wh the caster attacks, 0% additional damage is dealt. Can only be cast on one target at a time.] "It can be considered as a debuff that doubles the damage dealt." Since it didn''t consume mana, it was better to cast the seal and fight. However, the fact that it could only be used on a single target was its only drawback. Well, asking for more would be considered being too greedy, it was his first exclusive skill, and there is much more toe. Every rank up you will get an exclusive skill, meaning his next exclusive skill will be at level 0. Noah was excited just imagining which incredible skill he would acquire next. Ev he could tell this ss was awesome, he had never heard of it before, meaning he was the first one to get it. ''''System'''' Noah suddly called out to the system, he had some questions he would like to get answers to. [What do you want to know, host?] The system responded, and from this, it could be said it was an intelligt system. Noah was happy as this meant they could converse. ''''What is your purpose?" [Assist the host.] ''''Simple but I like it.'''' Noah nodded pleased and came his next question. ''''Here is my next question, is the system rted to my unique ss or simply a separate tity.'''' [They''re rted. I''m the Angel of Death System.] ''''I see." ''''What is the Angel of Death''s ss?" This is something he wished to understand more, understanding your ss is the basis to strgth your stats in the direction that befits your ss, to help your growth. [Angel''s of death ss is a special ss that governs death. It is the most destructive ss yet the most versatile one. You will understandter as your level rises.] Noah nodded, he had thought the same but judging from the system''s answer, his ss was more awesome than he had thought. He was excited just by thinking of the future. ''''You said your purpose is to support me, I bet it''s to help me grow right?" [Affirmative] ''''Good, tell me how you n to help me?" Noah immediately raised this question. He had his guess but he just needs a confirmation. [Issue missions and give rewards if missionpleted, palty if not. The rewards will vary, sometimes stat points, but most rewards will be converted into Gold coins.] ''''And why so?" Noah was puzzled. [Gold coins can be used to exchange for items or skills in the store which I believe to be beficial to the host. Anything can be bought in the store if you have the corresponding gold coin. Items, skills or elixirs.] Noah''s gold eyes shone wh he heard the system''s answer. His heart pounded in his chest, dless possibilities awaited him with the help of this system. Imagine if you could buy any skills or powerful items, your strgth would skyrocket. He finally understood why the system told him earlier his ss was versatile. You can only buy skills or items rted to your ss. For example, Mages could not buy Swordm-rted items or skills but from the system''s words, Noah believes he did not have such limitations. Well, there will still be some limitations but unlike the other sses. ''''Good, good.'''' Noah''s interest in the system was aroused, he couldn''t wait to browse through the system features to see what it has to offer but he calmed down his excitation, he still had some questions left unanswered. ''''How can the mission be issued?" [It will depd on the situation. The system will analyze and propose fitting missions and rewards to the host.] The system answered Noah''s question. ''''I see, I can issue, I mean create missions as well?" Noah''s eyes sparkled with expectation. However, his expectation was bound to be shattered by the system''s following stce. [Not for the momt.] Noah was dejected but he quickly regained his humor wh he recalled thest part of the system''s answer. ''Not for the momt, meaning I canter. I will need to grow stronger th.'' Here''s his next question, the most important one. ''''Can you block spying eyes on me?" [Yes, I can block any prying eyes.] Noah''s eyes wided, shocked that the system could aplish such a feat, and judging by theck of restrictions, the system could ev be extremely powerful yer''s prying. The reason why Noah raised this question was because, powerful yers have a means to spy on the others, either with the help of an item or because it was their ss''s trait. He must have a means to block some of those prying eyes. ''''Good, can you activate and deactivate it at will?" [Affirmative] ''''Can you decide on what to disy?" Noah raised another question. [Affirmative] Noah was secretly overjoyed, this meant he could act his next n. ''''Don''t stop any prying eyes for the momt and disy everything for the momt. The system''s existce is hidd I believe?" [Affirmative. The system will deactivate the firewall''s system which helps to block any prying eyes.] Noah nodded, he couldn''t draw atttion to himself. Well not too much, all of the eyes will be on him because of his ss but it would be quite problematic if someone were to notice he/she was unable to spy on him, this would raise a question, how is he capable of blocking this as a grehorn? Maybe you can use the excuse of his father giving him an item to block any prying eyes, however, this would draw too much atttion as it would mean the father-son duo were trying to hide something. It was why Noah made that decision, he couldn''t pay too much atttion to this, this would hinder his growth and get him in trouble, there was the risk of exposing the system, something he must never do, not until he was powerful ough to deter anyone that would trying after this treasure. Chapter 20: Buying a Skill ''''Don''t stop any prying eyes for the momt and disy everything for now. The system''s existce is hidd I believe?" [Affirmative. The system will deactivate the firewall''s system which helps to block any prying eyes.] Noah nodded, he couldn''t draw atttion to himself. Well not too much, all of the eyes will be on him because of his ss but it would be quite problematic if someone were to notice he/she was unable to spy on him, this would raise a question, how is he capable of blocking this as a grehorn? Maybe you can use the excuse of his father giving him an item to block any prying eyes, however, this would draw too much atttion as it would mean the father-son duo were trying to hide something. It was why Noah made this decision, he couldn''t have too much atttion on himself, this would hinder his growth and get him in trouble, there is the risk of exposing the system, something he must never do, not until he was powerful ough to deter anyone that would trying after this treasure. Noah took a deep breath to calm the tsion he was feeling inside. Unknowingly, the reality of possessing such a valuable treasure had put pressure on him, ev though he did not the system full pottial, he believes it could help him achieve greater heights, it''s like a cheat tools he must not reveal it. ''''System, wh the next mission will be issued?" He was curious about this, so he asked. [During your practicalbat ss.] The system answered. ''''Good.'''' Although, curious about what the mission would be, well, the reward Noah didn''t ask as he believed he would know soon ough. There was something else he was more curious about at the momt and couldn''t wait to check out. The store. ''''System, show me the store.'''' Noah issued amand and the system immediately disyed the store in the form of a big scre, this scre was divided into skills, items, and elixirs. Noah wasn''t interested in elixirs for the momt, what interested him the most were skills and items. He would first check skills to see if there was something useful for the currt him and he could afford to buy, he has 5000 gold coins and a 50% reduction coupon for his first purchase meaning the currt him could buy an article worth 000 coins. Noah perused through the first window where skills are located, he saw various skills such as Tracking, Swordsman, and so on but the price was astronomical. His 5000 gold coins looked like a joke after seeing how expsive these items were. Noah gulped, he felt like a child with 0 dors in a store full of toys worth 500 dors. It was too depressing. Noah ev saw a certain speed-rted skill, sh. [Rare Skill ¨C sh] -Effect: You can teleport anywhere in your vicinity. The price was a whopping 0,000 gold skill. Noah''s eyes wided after reading the skill''s description. You can teleport to a short distance, pretty useful during fights but the problem was the cost. He didn''t ev tertain the thought of buying it. Noah continued to browse through the skills avable at his currt level, he was about to lose hope wh he finally saw something worth buying and affordable. [Common Skill-Presce Detection] -Effect: Able to detect the presce of emies within a 30m radius. Presce Detection was a useful skill that allowed the detection of all targets within a 30m radius. "It''s an esstial skill for me since it ables detecting emies ev from behind, it cane in handyter." He decided to purchase the skill using his reduction coupon. [The first Item 50% discount coupon has be redeemed.] [You have purchased the Rare grade skill Presce Detection for 5000 gold coins] Noah purchased the skill without hesitation and since it was a passive skill, he immediately gained awaress of the suring targets. Unfortunately, he didn''t detect anything, well, he was inside of his room. After the skill''s purchase, he moved to the item''s window. Ev if he couldn''t buy at the momt he could browse through. The first article he saw was this. [Expericed Hunter''s Leather Armor] Category: Armor Grade: Rare Defse: Effect: Agility + Durability: 5/5 Usage Restriction: Trainee rank or higher Description: Armor that expericed yers joy wearing. Noah would have loved buying this but he didn''t have any gold coin left, he could only reluctantly close the store and secretly vow to be rich. The feeling of seeing but being unable to buy because he was too poor in gold was too painful. ¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã The next day, as soon as Noah tered the ssroom he was blocked by Lilith. Although startled and a little bit ufortable, Noah recalled his mother''sst advice and decided not to behave too rudely. ''''Morning Noah.'''' Lilith greeted Noah which shocked him, he almost rubbed his eyes to check if this was not a dream because greetings were unlike the stone-cold woman. Lilith cocked her head to the side seeing Noah''s reaction. ''''Did I say something wrong?'''' ''''No, Morning Lilith. What do you want?" Noah responded, hiding his surprise, he was curious about Lilith''s change. In the middle of the ss, two pairs of emerald eyes were watching this amused. ''''You are one of thosete toe out. I wonder which ss you''ve got.'''' Lilith asked him, everyone pecked their ears curious about Noah''s ss, although they heard rumors and would know everyone''s ss upon their teacher''s arrival, they still wanted to know. Rumors are rumors, getting a confirmation is another thing altogether. ''So I was in thete runners.'' Noah shook his head and was about to dismiss Lilith wh thetter announced. ''''I have a Unique ss by the way.'''' Although her face was expressionless Noah felt like she was looking down on him, she was provoking him it was how he felt. ''''I have a unique ss as well.'''' The momt Noah made this announcemt, the ssroom burst into uproar, with some cheering, so vious, and some unhappy. ''''Wow!'''' ''''So, he got a unique ss as well. That''s make him the 4th person to get one.'''' Arthur smiled thinking ''As expected of my frid!'', while Aid was annoyed that Noah also got a unique ss. He thought he could put a distance betwe them with his Unique ss but it was shortlived. ''Well, ev if he got a unique ss it doesn''t mean necessarily he is superior to mine. It doesn''t matter I''m born to stand above everything. I''ll get everything and have Lilith only look at me th I''ll make my demand. She can only be mine, I''m the only one worthy of her.'' Chapter 21: Exceptional Elite Classroom Arthur smiled thinking ''As expected of my frid.'' while Aid was annoyed that Noah also got a unique ss. He thought he could put a distance betwe them with his ss but it was shortlived. ''Well, ev if he got a unique ss it doesn''t mean necessarily he is superior to mine. It doesn''t matter I''m born to stand above everything. I''ll get everything and have Lilith only look at me th I''ll make my demand. She can only be mine, I''m the only one worthy of her.'' While Aid was deep into his fantasy, Noah decided to go take a seat. ''''If it''s that all I''m leaving.'''' Lilith was unable to say anything, she could only watch as Noah wt to sit. Francesca facepalmed seeing Lilith rooted on the spot. ''''There is still a lot of progress to make. Well, at least she is not hopeless.'''' After the little episode, the ssroom regained its liveliness before their teacher''s arrival. From various murmurs and the information of a certain blond, Noah learned that there are four Unique ss yers this year in the elite ssroom, namely Lilith the first to finish and to acquire a unique ss, th followed Aid th Noah, andstly Arthur. There are plty of Elite sses among the remaining studts, almost t and the remaining were Common sses. ''''I was too tired upon my return if not I would have paid you a visit.'''' Arthur smiled but Noah ignored him. This young man acts as if they were already a frid. ''''What is the name of your Unique ss?" Arthur probed but Noah wouldn''t y by his rules. ''''You will know in due time.'''' ''''ying hard to get. Come on Noah tell me, I will tell you mine.'''' Arthur wouldn''t let go and try to have Noah tell him. ''''Not interested!" Noah tly rejected, he was starting to get annoyed, fortunately, their teacher arrived at that momt forcing Arthur to stop pestering him. ''''Hello, ss.'''' in a happy mood greeted her studts. Everyone could tell she was happy because she was dressed differtly today, she was wearing a medieval dress, something they had never se before. ''s majestic dress flowed from top to bottom and had a neckline, which tastefully revealed the fancy dress worn below it. The gtle, tightly tied fabric of her dress covers her stomach where the continuous flow is brok up by a simple rope belt worn fairly high a her waist. Below the rope belt, the dress oped up to the right and revealed the dress below. The front of the top dress is longer than the bottom dress and flows straight down, the back continues to flow a good lgth behind her and ds in a broad tip. Her sleeves are quite long and very wide, their flow is brok up well below the shoulder where they''re divided by small, embellishing bands, these are the same fabric and color used to outline the edges of the dress. was beautiful in her dress there was no doubt about it. The currt era was a mix betwe technology and medieval, so it was not surprising sometimes to see people dressed like this, it gives a fantasy-like vibe. ''''Well, you must have all noticed my good mood?" Noah and the other studts nodded. Some were curious about why she seemed so happy while the smart ones already knew why. ''''In my t years of teaching inside this academy, I hav''t had studts such exceptional as you. This year Elite ssroom is exceptional, so much I''m proud of. The most exceptional Elite ssroom since hundred years ago.'''' didn''t hide her joy as she exined. The studts were shocked by the revtion, ev Noah, he didn''t expect them to have performed so well to ev break a record, so he became curious. ''''Let me exin to you how exceptional this year''s Elite ssroom is. Four Unique ss yers, 7 Elite ss yers, and 9 Common ss yers.'''' ''''Wow! No wonder the teacher was so happy.'''' Ilya cheered, although she didn''t get a Unique ss, she was the owner of one of the sev Elite ss. Francesca nodded as well, another Elite ss yer. ''I see, no wonder the teacher said that.'' For once Noah who didn''t like to socialize became curious about his ssmates, wondering if some of them possessed ss worth rolling in. ''''Well, the four yers with the Unique ss are namely Lilith Evangelion, Aid Von ss, Noah Adler, and Arthur Kaamelott. Please tell us your ss.'''' informed the others before asking Noah and the other three to introduce their ss. Lilith stood up, she was the first to talk with her trademark expressionless face she simply said a few words. ''''Unique ss: The Witch of Destruction!" ''''Wow! Another one with the destruction magic, just like her grandfather The Mage of Destruction!" ''''Indeed, as expected of a prodigy.'''' didn''t stop her studts from whispering, she had expected this. It would have be great if Lilith could give a short exnation of her ss. ''Well, judging by her personality, that would be too much to ask.'' sighed before ordering for the next studt, Aid to introduce his ss. ''''Next!" ''''Aid Von ss, I''m a Unique ss yer. My unique ss is Arcane Swordsman. It''s an evolved type of Magic Swordsman. I believe I can use many elemts, as for how many I just have to slowly uncover them as trample on everything.'''' As expected of someone from the Von ss family, he knew how to boast. Aid shed a provocative smile at Noah, thetterpletely ignored him as he stood up, it was his turn. ''''Noah Adler. My Unique ss is Angel of Death!'''' Immediately, the ssroom fell into silce, ev was shocked. She had never heard of this ss or anything close to this ss. Noah could see his ssmates'' expectations in their eyes, they wanted to know more about this ominous-sounding ss. ''''Well, I''m as curious as you but I will have to slowly understand my ss.'''' Noah shrugged his shoulders and sat back. Most of the studts were disappointed with Noah''s answer. Aid was in deep thought, Arthur as well but he was smiling. Lilith was looking at Noah as if trying to say something but didn''t say anything in the d. Noah closed his eyes, ignoring his surings. Lastly, it was the turn of thest studt with a Unique ss. ''''Arthur Kaamelott. I''ve got the Unique ss: Holy Knight of Light. A differt type of Holy Knight, Light is my forte, a hybrid ss to y a variety of roles such as healing, tanking, and damage dealer, the strongest knight.'''' Arthur proudly introduced his ss, his exnation was detailed. He ev puffed his chest at the d. ''''Wow! As expected the strongest Knight''s son.'''' ''''I''m getting jealous here.'''' The vious studts couldn''t stop murmuring. Noah oped his eyes and nced at Arthur, he was seeing him in a new light. ''Maybe he will be worth roping in but first I''ll need to observe him and th decide.'' Arthur was surprised to see Noah taking the initiative to look at him. ''He must have be smitt by my introduction and how awesome my unique ss is.'' He couldn''t help but smile. He had to make Noah his frid at all costs because he believed that being together with Noah would be fun. There''s a certain air of mystery a Noah as if he was hiding something and Arthur was curious. Chapter 22: Practical Combat Class 1 Aid was in deep thoughts, Arthur as well but he was smiling. Lilith was looking at Noah as if trying to say something but didn''t say anything in the d. Noah closed his eyes, ignoring his suring. Lastly it was the turn of thest studt with a Unique ss. ''''Arthur Kaamelott. I''ve got the Unique ss: Holy Knight of Light. A differt type of Holy Knight, Light is my forte, a hybrid ss to y a variety of roles such as healing, tanking and damage dealer, the strongest knight.'''' Arthur proudly introduced his ss, his exnation was really detailed. He ev puffed his chest at the d. ''''Wow! As expected the strongest Knight''s son.'''' ''''I''m getting jealous here.'''' The vious studts couldn''t stop murmuring. Noah oped his eyes and nced at Arthur, he was seeing him in a new light. ''Maybe he will be worth roping in but first I''ll need to observe him and th decide.'' Arthur was surprised to see Noah taking the initiative to look at him. ''He must have be smitt by my introduction and how awesome my unique ss is.'' He couldn''t help but smile. He had to make Noah his frid at all costs because he believed that being together with Noah would be fun. There''s a certain air of mystery a Noah, as if he was hiding something and Arthur was curious. nodded before allowing the remaining studts to introduce their ss. Noah didn''t pay too much atttion to them except for three studts with Elite ss. Francesca Fillion with the Saint Healer ss. She could heal as well provide buffs and unlike Arthur, she was your typical support yer''s type. Her healings and buffs are more powerful. The second studt with an Elite ss that caught Noah''s eyes was Ilya Norys. Princess Shaman (Elite ss): A Special ss rted to curses and summoning. Noah wanted to see how this works. Andstly a young man with the Dual Mage ss, he could use both Ice and me elemts. pped her hands twice to calm the rowdy ssroom. ''''Now, now, it''s good that you''re all happy. Acquiring a ss is just the beginning of your yer''s life. You will need to work hard for now on. To those with a Common ss, do not despair remember my lessonst time. There''s no mediocre ss only mediocre yers. Hard work always reward, try to understand your ss and work in evolving it in the direction that befit your ss.'''' ''''You must all have received a rune rted to your ss and an exclusive skill as well.'''' Everyone nodded at their teacher''s words. ''''Every rank up will give you an exclusive skill more powerful than the previous one. You can now equip better equipmts and buy ss rted skills.'''' The studts sighed knowing skills and items are really costly. They would need to start earning credits to grow stronger. Being a yer is costly. noticed their state and chuckled. ''''I understand how you feel. Missions will start soon after the practicalbat ss.'''' Aid was overjoyed, he could use this practicalbat ss to cemt his name as the strongest. He nced at Noah who happs to be smiling, eyes filled with something unknown. For some unexinable reason he felt chill. Noah happed to look into his direction at the momt and he shed Aid a smile. On the spot, Aid felt goosebumps rising all over his body. ''What was that? He is looking down me? No way, I will show you who is the strongest, you just wait Noah.'' Aid clched his fists tightly, his eyes were feverish, he would not lose. He would use this practicalbat ss to disy his might and at the same time sway the heart of the woman he loves. He would nt the seed of love in Lilith''s heart by showing how awesome and cool he was. Wom like strong and reliable m. Noah had no idea Aid had just marked him as a stepping stone, he was grinning earlier because the system''s next mission was closer and couldn''t wait toplete it to earn some gold coins. The feeling of knowing you have treasures at hand that you can buy but unable because you''re broke is truly unbearable. ''Hopefully, there exist other method to earn Gold coin. I''ll have to ask the systemter.'' observed her studts each lost in thoughts and sighed. ''''I will exin about Items, Skills and Elixirs. These three have grades and some of you might know it already but I will still say it. It''s esstial to exin important things twice for that td to forget not to.'''' The studts stopped what they were doing to focus on this lecture. nodded and started her exnation. ''''Skills and Items are graded by: Common Rare Elite Unique Legd Mystic Transcdt Starting from the Legd grade, weapon didn''t have durability, this does mean they''re indestructible only Mystic grade item and Transcdt grade are truly indestructible. As for skills the higher is the grade, the more powerful it will be. Transcdt grade skills can obliterate a kingdom, they''re extremely rare. Skills areption of knowledge about each specific skill Andstly Elixirs, they are extremely valuable to yers. Some can heal wound, some to recover stamina, some recover mana, the most incredible and high grade one can increase stats. Elixir''s grade is slightly differt from the other two. Normal, Rare, Elite, Mystic and Transcdt. Rumors has it that a Transcdt grade elixir can ev revive the dead but that is just a rumors. Only Mystic grade Elixir can regrow a lost limb and it wt without saying those are very costly.'''' gave few other examples before moving forward with a question. ''''Are many among you have reached level ?" Noah, Arthur, Aid, Lilith and the Dual Mage. ''''I see, that''s good. The rest should be at Level , I''m right?" asked the rest of the ss and they nodded. She was pleased with her studt''s progress. ''I''m blessed with exceptional studts this year. I''m looking forward to how they will grow.'' looked at her studts one by one making them feel pressured. Thissted for a few seconds before she smiled. ''''Now let''s talk about the Practical Combat ss." Chapter 23: Jealousy, Envy gave a few other examples before moving forward with a question. ''''Are many among you have reached level ?" Noah, Arthur, Aid, Lilith, and the Dual Mage. ''''I see, that''s good. The rest should be at Level I''m right?" asked the rest of the ss and they nodded. She was pleased with her studt''s progress. ''I''m blessed with exceptional studts this year. I''m looking forward to how they will grow.'' looked at her studts one by one making them feel pressured. Thissted for a few seconds before she smiled. ''''Now let''s talk about Practical Combat ss." Noah''s eyes gleamed, he couldn''t wait for them to start. The prospect of earning gold coins from the system was too appalling to not be excited. noticed Noah''s unusual excitemt and attributed it to the feeling of wanting to test his newfound strgth. She shook her head and chuckled. ''''You know there are differt types of yers, Combat type, and Support type. And because we have those two types we will divide the ss for a better practicalbat ss.'''' announced and those with the support type heaved a sigh of relief. Previously they had be worried about how to face thebat-type yers with their support''s type skills. ''''Combat''s type yers are divided into Close range, Short range, and Long range. Both have their shorings and we will not talk about this. Maybeter, I''ll d my lecture here today and leave your next teacher toe. It''s the magic theory ss, those who didn''t have magic-rted ss can leave and go prepare for tomorrow''s Practicalbat ss.'''' stopped and observed her studts before shing them a smile. ''''I''ll see you tomorrow. Stay healthy until th.'''' She immediately departed shortly after. Noah stood up and was about to leave wh Lilith stood before him again. ''''Sigh! What do you want?" He helplessly asked. Aid bit his thumb, frustrated that Lilith always looked for Noah not him. He wondered what Noah had that he didn''t. Well, he is a bit handsome and his backg is not bad but that''s all. Aid believed in himself to be more handsome, he had an extremely powerful backg, and he was moreplete so he believed he was the one to deserve Lilith''s atttion. While Aid was fuming with jealousy, all eyes were on Noah and Lilith. Arthur was chuckling arms akimbo. He was about to watch a drama only popcorn was missing to make it perfect. Noah red at Arthur making thetter''s smile wid. He could only sigh and look at the culprit before him. ''''So what do you want?" He asked again and Lilith stared at him as if she couldn''t understand. ''''Why are you leaving? I thought your ss was magic-rted.'''' Lilith finally expressed her doubt. Noah finally understood what this was about. ''''I''m not sure. I''ll know in the future for now I have something else to do.'''' Noah shrugged his shoulders. ''''What is more important than attding the magic lecture ?" Lilith was interested in the reason why Noah wanted to skip ss apart from not knowing whether his ss was magic-rted or not. ''''It is personal,'''' Noah responded before bypassing Lilith. Those wishing for more sighed upon seeing this but just as Noah was about to pass the door he stopped, no he was forced to a stop by Lilith''s following stce. ''''I would like to talk to you privately somewhere calm, is that possible?" Noah''s instinctual response was to refuse but he managed to control himself and responded positively. ''''Sure, why not, I wanted to talk to you too. We will schedule a date.'''' ''''Wow!" ''''Did you hear that?'''' ''''She just invited him, right?'''' ''''It is a date. Wow! Lucky him.'''' Whispers started flying here and there, Arthur smiled satisfied with this. Two other people showed satisfaction, it was Francesca and Ilya. They ev pped their hands together as they cheered for their frid who made the first step. However, while most reactions toward the ongoing drama were positive ones, there was someone else whose reaction wasn''t a positive one. Naturally, it was Aid whose face had turned livid at the momt, he clched his fists so tightly that some of his nails bore into his skin drawing a small blood but he didn''t care. ''Damn you, Noah, if only you wer''t there. Damn you. I don''t like you.'' He kept mumbling this like a mantra. Aid''s jealousy was appart to all to see. Jealousy eats you up from within until you are a zombie corpse, feasting on the hive mind. Jealousy is oft an expression of insecurity and thus its fixing requires internal reflection and addressing matters of self-esteem. Aid was not only jealous, he was vious of Noah''s position within Lilith''s heart. Envy is a vice. After all, it poisons the soul, because it can nevere from a loving heart. And this is what the philosophy of love teaches, that wh love is our supreme first principle, all must stem from it, flow from it, and be connected to it. Aid did know, no it was more urate to say he didn''t care, only what he wanted mattered. He forgot to take into consideration the time these two spt together to build up their currt rtionship. If you vy one who reaches a mountain top and yet does not vy the blood and sweat it took to climb there, perhaps you can transform it into a loving form of respect. They earned it, right? Aid had much to learn, fortunately, he didn''t let the negative emotions cloud his judgmt, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm down. ''This is just the start, I show you who''s the best fit for you. I''ll make you only look at me.'' Aid vowed inside his heart. ''''Okay, that''s settled th.'''' ''''Hmm!" Lilith nodded and her expression had somehow mellowed which shocked many but Aid who had closed his eyes didn''t witness this. Noah was shocked inwardly but didn''t let it show on his face as he passed the door, he had no idea Aid was seeing him as a love rival. Arthur signed regrettably, he wanted to see more drama, wondering if Aid would have stepped forward to im what he yearned for. ''''School''s life is indeed fun and this is just the beginning. Hehehe! I''m looking forward to the future.'''' He sounds so creepy at the d like an old man, fortunately, nobody heard him. The ssroom regained its calm and soon a middle-aged man with a Blue ls silver monocle walked in. The teacher for the magic theory ss had arrived. Chapter 24: Magic Theory Class If you vy one who reaches a mountain top and yet does not vy the blood and sweat it took to climb there, perhaps you can transform it into a loving form of respect. They earned it, right? Aid had much to learn, fortunately, he didn''t let the negative emotions cloud his judgmt, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm down. ''This is just the start, I show you who''s the best fit for you. I''ll make you only look at me.'' Aid vowed inside his heart. ''''Okay, that''s settled th.'''' ''''Hmm!" Lilith nodded and her expression had somehow mellowed which shocked many but Aid who had closed his eyes didn''t witness this. Noah was shocked inwardly but didn''t let it show on his face as he passed the door, he had no idea Aid was seeing him as a love rival. Arthur signed regrettably, he wanted to see more drama, wondering if Aid would have stepped forward to im what he yearned for. ''''School''s life is indeed fun and this is just the beginning. Hehehe! I''m looking forward to the future.'''' He sounds so creepy at the d like an old man, fortunately, nobody heard him. The ssroom regained its calm and soon a middle-aged man with a Blue ls silver monocle walked in. The teacher for the magic theory ss had arrived. Ginger, shoulder-lgth hair is pulled back to reveal a full, cheerful face. Big, gre eyes, set appealingly within their sockets, he wore a Blue silver monocle over his right eye. Several moles are spread alluringly on his neck and leave an aching memory of his fortunate advtures. "My name is Demas Lambright, I will be teaching the overall process of the developmt of magic, I will talk about the magic system and magic.." "If it''s the overall process, does that mean you will teach us everything about the magic system and magic casting?" Someone raised his hand and said so. He was a boy studt with a somewhat rude impression. Demas immediately issued a warning to him. "Ask questions only wh I say so." "¡­Yes, sir." "It''s the first time, so I''ll let it pass. However, if there is a person who cuts off the flow of my ss again, I will give you a palty point. The same is true for explicitly challging the authority of a professor." Some studts were shocked to hear a palty point that they had never heard before. "However, a studt who has done their task well will be giv a merit point. The higher the merit points a studt has, the better the befits they will have, so do your best." Well, it was a well-known fact that first or second years, who are in the middle of their burning youth, don''t care about palty points, as they are still far from graduation. However, there was a big differce betwe being warned by the professor and not being warned at all. "To answer the question that was just asked, it''s a ''yes''. I will teach you, one by one, everything that needs to be known.'''' Arthur and the others nodded. There were about sevte studts currtly in the ssroom. So Demas began his lecture after doing a roll call with the studts introducing themselves. "We''re starting the ss." ''''Who can tell how many branches of magic exist in our Magic system?" Demas suddly raised this question. Most of the studts didn''t know so they did not raise their hands. Demas calmly waited until someone unexpectedly raised her hand. It was Lilith Evangelion. ''''Yes, Miss Lilith.'''' Demas calmly responded. Lilith stood and exined. ''''I believe there exist 7 branches in our Magic system namely: Nature-based Magic, Divination Magic, Conjuring Magic, Psychic Magic, Life and Death Magic, Technology and Magic, and Umon Magic.'''' Lilith didn''t stop there, she wt further, adding. ''''Nature-based magic: water, earth, fire, air, and everything in betwe. Divination magic: see beyond sight and peer through time and space. Conjuring magic: moving objects through space over any distance. Psychic magic: master the world of the mind (and bring new meaning to picking someone''s brain). Life and death magic: tap into the very forces of life, death, and undeath with this surprisingly versatile collection. Magitech systems: the blurring lines of sorcery and scice give magic a next-g, high-tech ir. Umon Magic I don''t know much about this branch of the Magic system. That''s all I know.'''' Lilith immediately sank back into her seat. Ignoring all of the stares she was receiving. p! p! Demas pped his hands twice and wore a thin smile. ''''Bravo, that''s how studts should be. Plus 5 Merit points to you Miss Lilith. You can convert them into credits if you want or keep umting to ask for private guidance.'''' Lilith nodded and checked her studt pass, her ount was redited with 5 Merit points. The others threw vious looks into her direction but Lilith was unbothered. Everyone has something they like and Lilith wasn''t an exception, Magic is something she likes, she spt hours and hours reading magic''s rted books, so it was normal for her to stand up wh it was about magic. ''Damn!'' Arthur cursed under his breath, although he didn''t know as much as Lilith he could have raised his hand and shared what he knew, maybe he would have gott one or two merit points as well. While not every teacher adopts the award system, it does exist and they ev talk about it in the school guidebook. Merit points can be converted into credits, one merit point is equal to a whooping hundred credit points. You can imagine why Arthur regretted his decision not to raise his hand faster. These 5 Merit points converted into Credits are equal to 500 credits. Merit points can be used to ask for favors from your professor. For example, asking for special guidance from your teacher about a specific subject you have trouble understanding. There''s ev a rumor stating with ough Merit points you can summon your teacher during a time of crisis to help you, whether this was true or false Arthur would have to find out. He secretly vowed to increase his magic-rted knowledge to earn merit points during Mr Demas'' ss. He is known as someone to heavily relies on the award system. If you perform well you will receive a Merit Point if not a Palty Point. Chapter 25: Magic Systems 1 ''Damn!'' Arthur cursed under his breath, although he didn''t know as much as Lilith, he could have raised his hand and shared what he knew, maybe he would have gott one or two merit points as well. While not every teacher adopts the award system, it does exist and they ev talk about it in the school guidebook. Merit points can be converted into credits, one merit point is equal to a whooping hundred credit points. You can imagine why Arthur regretted his decision not to raise his hand faster. These 5 Merit points converted to Credits are equal to 500 credits. Merit points can be used to ask for favors from your professor. For example, asking for special guidance from your teacher about a specific subject you have trouble understanding. There''s ev a rumor stating with ough Merit points you can summon your teacher during a time of crisis to help you, whether this was true or false Arthur would have to find out. He secretly vowed to increase his magic-rted knowledge to earn merit points during Mr Demas'' ss. He is known as someone to heavily relies on the award system. If you perform well you will receive a Merit Point if not a Palty Point. As what use The palty point has it simple, too many palty points will freeze your studt''s pass for some time. Without studt passes you can''t use the facilities inside the campus, and not ev being able to get back into your dorm. That is why it''s scary. The Award system is more used in the second and 3rd years. Arthur was not the only one regretting, Aid was regretting as well but wh he thought about who earned these merit points he was happy to not have raised his hand. It was like doing his future woman a favor. He believes he did the best possible thing, maybe if he continues like this she would change her attitude toward him, he imagined. Demas pped his hands to bring his studt''s atttion back to the ssroom and he resumed his lecture on the magic system. ''''I''ll give a more in-depth exnation first before we will continue.'''' Everyone nodded ready to list to Demas'' exnation to broad their horizons. ''''The first branch of the magic system is also the mostmon. Though oft parsed out into their ecosystems, nature-based magic systems are those that manipte the forces and elemts of nature. The following magics fall under the umbre of nature-based magic: Elemtal magic maniptes the basic, oft ssical,ponts of nature. Typically, this is air, earth, fire, water, and sometimes wood, though it can be expanded to amodate other elemts like metal. Floramancy and Mancy, or nt and fungus maniption,municate with nt life and fungal growth to harness their attributes. This can range from releasing biochemicals and pheromones into the air to convincing roots, vines, and branches to directly attack the caster''s foes. They may ev tap into the "wood wide web" to gain insight across great distances. ssically, alchemy is the transmutation of onepound to another. Moremonly, the past alchemists sought ways to turnmon substances, like wood or stone, into gold and other valuable materials. The more familiar depiction of alchemy in currt times, however, is the mixing of various liquid chemicals to create potions and poisons for healing, harming, and hancing. Elixirs are the result of this. Weather magicbines the elemts of air and water to alter the weather. Whether calling and quelling storms or tweaking atmospheric pressure and temperature, weather mages should be considered valuable members of society. Those using this magic would be able to provide rainfall and sunshine precisely as needed for optimal crop yield, swift and exact winds for sailing, and conjure inclemt conditions for emy armies to tromp through. yers with this type of magic are deployed in specific locations such as deserts or zones closer to the bands. The second branch is Divination Magic: To put it inly, divination magic is that which gains the user (or divines) insight into the unknown across time and space, such as the future, past, or across great distances and ev dimsions. ssically, the suffix -mancy can be applied to any concept used for divination magic, like pyromancy for fire gazing and hydromancy for scrying. In popr usage, however, this isn''t typically how the nomture works. In the case of pyromancy and hydromancy, both aremonly used to dote more fanciful forms of their respective concepts (i.e. manipting fire with the former and water or ice with thetter), this isn''t divination magic, however. Oft considered a fairly niche system in the past in literature and gaming nowadays, divination magics are deeply rooted in real-world history, whose concepts can be added to an existing magic system to effectively diversify its casters'' arcane tools. Typically, divination requires a medium of some sort like tarot cards, flocks of birds, knuckle bones, a clear pool of water, or copious amounts of corpses. There were ev some truly bizarre forms of divination, like alphitomancy which was used to determine a guilty party by how they digested a piece of blessed bread or cake. While these are interesting systems in their own right, they are esstially the magical equivalt of tering a construction site with only a hammer in your toolbelt: all you can do is hit things. For example, if you add a dash of divination magic to your nature-based system, your mages can do more for your story than merely huck fireballs or shape ice sculptures with a flick and swish. The 3rd branch, the Conjuring Magic:Systems that summon nouns (people, ces, or things) to the mage''s location, or into existce, are conjuring magics. Conjuration is more than the mere teleportation of objects. Summoning magic can be used to bring forth a veritable magerie of ghosts, goblins, ghouls, gods, demons, and all manner of other nasty, nice, or niche beasties. Perhaps the magic teleports the summoned creature directly to the caster''s side over any distance. Or, maybe the mage tears op a rift in reality for the summoned to saunter through. Conjuring magic may also be used to teleport the caster themself through time and space, whether it be short-range teleporting (oft called blinking), passing through worlds and dimsions at will, or creating portals that bld one reality with another. Supernatural transportation of objects is the conjurer''s bread and butter. Popr examples are especially prest in the prest era. The Conjuring magic system has evolved, nowadays it features a handful of conjuring abilities for the yer with such a magic system to make use of: Blink, Disce, Far Reach, Devouring Storm, Shadow Kill, and Mesmerize are all abilities that could fall under this magic system.'''' Chapter 26: Magic Systems 2 ''''-Summoning magic can be used to bring forth a veritable magerie of ghosts, goblins, ghouls, gods, demons, and all manner of other nasty, nice, or niche beasties. Perhaps the magic teleports the summoned creature directly to the caster''s side over any distance. Or, maybe the mage tears op a rift in reality for the summoned to saunter through. Conjuring magic may also be used to teleport the caster themself through time and space, whether it be short-range teleporting (oft called blinking), passing through worlds and dimsions at will, or creating portals that bld one reality with another. Supernatural transportation of objects is the conjurer''s bread and butter. Popr examples are especially prest in the prest era. The Conjuring magic system has evolved, nowadays it features a handful of conjuring abilities for the yer with such a magic system to make use of: Blink, Disce, Far Reach, Devouring Storm, Shadow Kill, and Mesmerize are all abilities that could fall under this magic system. The fourth branch of the Magic system is psychic Magic. Magic of the mind, psychic magic systems harness the spellcaster''s mtal abilities to affect worlds within the human, and non-human, psyche. Dreams, perceptions, consciousness, and subconsciousness are the domains of psychics where they hold sway over the thoughts and emotions of others. Oft called telepaths by some, psychic mages exert a subtle influce over others. Perhaps they push and pull at the emotions of a mob, damping or ming their ire. Maybe the psychic ters the dreamworld of a politician to influce a major decision they''re about to make. They could ev quick their perception inbat to better anticipate attacks while simultaneously slowing their oppont''s reflexes. Giv that time is merely a perception, they could also effectively quick, slow, or stop time tirely for individuals or groups. It might not be a simple matter of having the mtal capacity to use psychic magic. They could need focusing agts like talismans, runes, sigils, or ces of power like standing stones or faerie circles. A ritual may be required to push their mind past the mundane and into the ethereal. They may ev need a spiritual guide while walking through the astral world of the mind. The fifth branch is life and Death Magic. Moremonly called necromancy, these systems harness life forces to restore, ravage, and reanimate living and formerly living beings. Oh well, necromancy is more than just zombie armies and skeletal motifs. Put inly, life-and-death magic systems explore the forces of life, death, and undeath. Necromancers learn to manipte the ergy that animates all living things. It is primarily a discipline of transferce. How these systems take shape in your world is tirely up to you. If life force is an abundant resource¡ªan ambit ergy moving through and betwe all things¡ªhealing can be performed simply by tapping into that bounty and channeling it into a wounded individual. If, however, it exists solely within living beings, healing will take a transferce of that ergy, which will likely require vital sacrifice. The most popr disy of necromancy is the reanimation of the dead. Ranging from mindless drones to guine resurrection, you''ll have to determine the nature of reanimation and how it works in your world. Ask yourself these two questions: Is the necromancer in control of the beings they raise? How much of the reanimated being''s consciousness remains? A note on natural limitations: resurrection is exciting but it can easily break a world''s logic (what does anyone have to fear if the nearest necromancer can simply restore them?). Consider serious limitations and consequces if you wish to include this elemt in your magic system. Blood magic is another aspect of this type of system that allows the caster to draw power from their own or others'' blood. This magic is treated as unnatural and taboo, ev by necromantic standards. This brings up an interesting philosophical question: If blood is a naturally urring substance, why would we see its use as unnatural? Well, I won''t dwell on this subject for too long not to be branded as a heretic or a demon. In this category we have Healers, they''re using Life magic to heal, an advanced form of the Light elemt. Let''s move on to the sixth branch: Magitech Systems. Dwelling on the bordends betwe magic and scice, magitech systems see arcane ergies harnessed using advanced technology. Having no need of a mage at the helm, magitech is, at its core, magic fused with technology. There are many examples in daily life. I won''t go too much in the depth for now. But remember this: Though the line betwe scice and magic blurs here, it''s helpful to remember that, viewed through a literary ls, magic is questions with fewer answers and scice answers with fewer questions. Last but not least, the sevth branch:Umon Magic Systems All of the types of magic systems detailed above have be categorized by theme and/or mechanic. They grouped this final category of magic systems together because we believe they hav''t be giv frequt opportunities to shine, though all could be categorized into any of the above types. Let''s review a handful of umon magic systems: Color magic: maniptes light in the visual spectrum to create pott optical illusions. It could also be used to blind an oppont but this would be considered a crude application by most respectable photokics. Sound magic amplifies, hushes, directs, and gerates sound waves. The vibrations in sound waves can be lethal at the right frequcies, passing through solid objects and covering them with ease. Time magic: Time-rted magic. Space magic: Rted to space. Egoic magic (A/N:Strgthing Magic): hances the physical attributes of the caster. Need to increase your strgth? Cast the spell. Need a speed boost? Cast the spell. Need to react quicker? Cast the spell. Need to¡ªyou get the idea. Manufactured magic differs from magitech in that the magical item being mass-produced isn''t technology, but a simple object. Nothingness magic is the maniption of the very concept of nothingness. Not quite shadow magic, this system would allow the caster to conjure fields of pure void to shield or consume.'''' Demas took a deep breath and brought out a water bottle and drank it to moist his parched throat. Th he resumed. ''''That is the basic knowledge you should know. With this, each one of you should know where you are categorized. Knowing this can help you to evolve.'''' Chapter 27: Magic Casting Demas took a momt to hydrate himself, taking a sip from his water bottle to relieve his dry throat. Once refreshed, he continued his lecture. "Now that you have a basic understanding, it''s important for each of you to know where you fall within these categories. Knowing this will help you in your personal evolution," Demas exined, looking out at his studts. Most of the studts nodded in agreemt, but Arthur raised his hand, catching Demas''s atttion. "Yes, Arthur, what''s your question?" Demas weed the inquiry, d that his studts were gaged and not intimidated by his serious tone. "Thank you, teacher," Arthur replied politely before posing his question. "I want to know if the elemts you mtioned are the only ones in the nature-based magic system." The other studts nodded, relieved that Arthur had asked the question they were all curious about but too afraid to ask. Demas looked at his studts, realizing their thoughts. He sighed, realizing that he hade across as overly serious and promised himself to light up in the future. "No, water, earth, fire, air, and wood are not the only elemts in the nature-based magic system. There are other elemts such as lightning and ice," Demas exined, providing the additional information. Arthur nodded, but before he could raise his hand again, Lilith beat him to it, her hand shooting up in the air. "What is it, Miss Lilith?" Demas''s expression softed, impressed by Lilith''s eagerness to participate. He had a favorable impression of the young girl, known for her magical talt and love for the subject. Lilith nodded slightly before exining her reason for raising her hand. "Teacher, I believe the Life and Death branch of the Magic system can be categorized as Light and Dark Magic. The Light elemt represts life, healing, and other light-rted abilities, while the Dark elemtpasses necromancy and other dark-rted abilities." Lilith sat back down after sharing her viewpoint, her expression filled with anticipation. There was a brief momt of silce before Demas broke into a smile. His smile conveyed appreciation for something worth noting, something worth nurturing because it had the pottial to shine brightly. "Bravo, Miss Lilith. You''ve earned 5 merit points for your insightful observation. It''s exactly as you said. How clever of you to think beyond the existing system and propose a new perspective," Demas praised, guinely pleased with Lilith''s contribution. Arthur gritted his teeth in frustration, realizing he had missed another opportunity to earn merit points. In just two hours, Lilith had umted a whopping merit points, equivalt to 00 credits. While Arthur fumed over his missed chance, the other studts wided their eyes in realization. None of them had thought so deeply about the subject. As Demas had pointed out, they had simply epted the existing system without questioning its pottial for improvemt. Not wanting to be outdone, Arthur raised his hand again, apetitive glint in his eyes. Demas chuckled, understanding Arthur''s drive to prove himself. "What is it, Arthur? Do you have something to share with the ss?" Demas asked, couraging Arthur to express his thoughts. Arthur nodded and spoke confidtly, wanting to make up for lost opportunities. "Teacher, I believe Gravity magic should be considered an Umon Magic. Although it stems from the elemt of Earth in the nature-based magic system, it is a more advanced form." Lilith stared at Arthur, nodding in agreemt, as if she had arrived at the same conclusion. Demas listed atttively, pondering over Arthur''s words, causing the young studt to tse up in anticipation. Finally, Demas spoke, a smile ying on his lips. "Not bad, Arthur. I''ll give you merit points for your contribution," Demas announced. Arthur secretly made a victory sign, feeling a sse of aplishmt. Though merit points may not seem like much, he knew that by steadily umting them, he could evtually surpass Lilith. Feeling smug, Arthur nced in Lilith''s direction, hoping to catch her atttion. But as expected, she was focused on the lesson, oblivious to his presce. Arthur chuckled to himself, suddly wondering what Noah was up to. "Alright, let''s move on to the topic of Magic casting," Demas''s voice brought Arthur back to reality. The studts eagerly directed their atttion towards their teacher, their interest piqued. Demas nodded in response, pleased to see their thusiasm, and began his exnation. "I will now discuss Magic casting, or more specifically, Magic incantation. Some believe that incantations are unnecessary for yers who possess skills. They think that simply calling out the name of the skill is ough," Demas exined. Most of the studts nodded, sharing thismon belief. Demas smirked, not surprised by their response, as it was amonly held belief. But he was determined to correct their misconception. "While I understand why most think this way, magic casting is esstial for mages because it amplifies the power of their spells," Demas continued, capturing the atttion of his studts. The studts'' eyes wided in interest, including Lilith, who was particrly intrigued. "We have the image of the skills and their information graved in our minds as soon as we acquire them. For example, the image of a Fireball is a small me that appears before casting it. But by adding an incantation, you can modify that image and make the spell ev more powerful," Demas exined, demonstrating with a fireball conjured in his hand. Once everyone had se it, he canceled the spell and th added an incantation. "Oh me, hear my call and manifest to burn my emy!" Demas recited the incantation, and a fireball materialized, muchrger and more powerful than the previous one, resembling a basketball in size. The studts'' eyes gleamed with excitemt and awe. "Wow!" "That''s awesome!" "That''s so cool!" The studts expressed their amazemt at the hanced spell, realizing the impact that incantations could have on their magical abilities. Demas smiled at their reactions, pleased with their thusiasm. He had sessfully emphasized the importance of incantations in their magical practice. "Now you see the power of incantations. They have the ability to hance your spells and make them more pott. So, while it may be tempting to rely solely on your skills, incorporating incantations can take your magic to new heights," Demas concluded. The studts nodded, their minds buzzing with ideas and possibilities. From that momt on, the studts approached magic casting with a newfound appreciation and understanding. They began experimting with differt incantations, discovering how they could modify and amplify their spells. Demas watched his studts with pride, knowing that he had seeded in teaching them a valuable lesson. The ssroom was now filled with an atmosphere of excitemt and creativity, as the studts embraced the power of incantations in their magical journey. Chapter 28: Visiting the Tower of Trials again Demas''s face lit up with a smile as he prepared to delve deeper into his exnation. "The skills we acquire are imprinted in our minds the momt we obtain them," Demas began. "Take the Fireball, for example. Its image is that of a small me that appears before casting the spell. However, by adding an incantation, you can hance the power of the skill." To illustrate his point, Demas conjured a fireball the size of a handball without using an incantation. He made sure everyone had a clear view of it before extinguishing the me. Th, with a flourish of his hand, Demas added an incantation. "Oh me, heed my call and manifest to consume my emy!" he chanted. In an instant, a fireball materialized before their eyes, this time muchrger than before, resembling a basketball in size. The differce in power was evidt with just one look, and the studts'' eyes sparkled with excitemt. "Wow!" "That''s amazing!" "Impressive!" Whispers of awe filled the room as the skeptical ones became curious and eager to learn more about magic casting. Demas pped his hands twice to regain their atttion before speaking. "Follow me to the training g," he instructed. With eagerness, the studts rose from their seats and followed their teacher to the spacious training area closed by a transpart dome. Demas stepped onto one of the many tforms prest and demonstrated the next skill. First, he conjured a re without an incantation, th proceeded to create another one with an incantation. "mes, be a fervt mercy that conctrates all the chaos of good and purifies, bing equal," Demas recited, his index finger spelling out the incantation. The mes burst into existce with impressive speed, creating a fiery explosion upon hitting the g, covering an area of 5 meters, as opposed to the previous 3 meters. "Childr of Ice, childr of Snow, ld me your breath. Freeze my emies with your ferocious icy breath!" Demas swiftly moved on to the next skill, using the index finger of his left hand to cast the spell. He unleashed White Breath, a powerful ice skill exclusive to the first rank. The burst of cold air devoured a radius of 5 meters, instantly covering the tform in frost. The studts couldn''t contain their excitemt, realizing that their teacher was a Dual Mage, capable of using two differt elemts simultaneously. Demas waved his hand, activating the tform''s automatic repair function to undo the damage caused by the spells. "As you can see, adding an incantation amplifies the power of your skills," Demas exined, addressing those still skeptical about the worth of incantations. "Magic casting is esstial, and with practice, you can cast spells in less than a second." He emphasized the importance of the three steps in magic casting: Image, Incantation, and Casting. "Use your imagination to modify the image of your skills, create the spell through incantation, and release it through casting. This process is vital and will elevate your skills to a higher level." The studts nodded, some already attempting to follow in their teacher''s footsteps, realizing that it was not as easy as it seemed. "Take your time, let''s start slowly," Demas cautioned those eager to rush. "History is not made in one day." Meanwhile, in another location, Noah made his way towards the Tower of trials, lost in thought. He had no regrets about his decision. Knowledge could be acquired at any time, and he had the support of his father and the system. Wasting time was not something Noah desired. Once he had organized his thoughts, Noah decided to test the capabilities of the system. "System!" he called out siltly in his mind, and the familiar, emotionless voice responded. "Yes, host. What question do you have for me?" the voice answered. Noah frowned, realizing he had forgott to customize the system''s voice, something he believed was possible. "Can you change your voice?" he asked. "Affirmative. Which one would you prefer? Male or female?" the system replied, asking for Noah''s choice. "Female, please," Noah requested. "Understood! Switching voice to a female one..." the system confirmed. "Greetings, Master!" the system greeted Noah with its newly changed voice. "Good," Noah nodded in satisfaction. The voice may still be emotionless, but the change to a female voice was preferable. He didn''t need a system with emotions; he just needed its support. "Now, tell me, if I remember correctly, you mtioned that the system can give missions depding on the situation. Is that correct?" Noah asked, finally getting to the point. "Affirmative," the system confirmed. Noah''s grin wided as he received the answer he wanted, and it sounded pleasing to his ears. "That''s good to know!" Noah said with a grin, revealing his fangs. The confirmation from the system gave him the courage to proceed with his ns. Otherwise, he might have turned back and returned to his room. Noah hummed happily as he walked toward his destination, the magnifict Tower that soared above the clouds. He hade to ter it once again, but this time his purpose was to train and increase his strgth before the uing challges. "Let''s grind some experice and earn some gold coins," Noah said, his excitemt evidt on his face. With a wide grin, he tered the Tower, ready to embark on his journey. As he stepped inside, an overwhelming sse of anticipation washed over him. The towering structure held countless opportunities for growth and advancemt. Noah couldn''t help but feel a surge of determination and eagerness to push his limits. The interior of the Tower was vast, with multiple floors filled with various creatures and challges. It was a ce where the studts sought to hone their skills and gain power. Noah wasted no time and began his asct after he tered the Tower of Trials, naturally he appeared on the first floor. Chapter 29: Goblin Slayer 1 As he stepped inside, an overwhelming sse of anticipation washed over him. The towering structure held countless opportunities for growth and advancemt. Noah couldn''t help but feel a surge of determination and eagerness to push his limits. The interior of the Tower of the trials was vast, with multiple floors filled with various creatures and challges. It was a ce where the studts sought to hone their skills and gain power. Noah wasted no time and began his asct after he tered the Tower of Trials, naturally he appeared on the first floor. ¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã Peerless Academy''s Tower of Trials st floor. It was differt from the previous one but it was still a forest. The forest was huge, clear, and prospering. Its canopy was marked by chestnut, cypress, and oak, and the asional beam of light that made its way through the canopy allowed for a collection of sprouts to dominate the stony gs below. Coiling branches drooped from many a tree, and a mishmash of flowers, which imed remnants of light, stuck out against the otherwise amber forest floor. A variation of animal noises, most belonged to bird songs, brighted up the forest, and were apanied by the trickling sounds of a gtle river stream. Noah''s expression harded, the 30.000 credits spt for the first two floors hurt, still, he was sure to make this spding worth it. He stepped into the forest and immediately unleashed his new skill: Presce Detection. Everything within the radius of 30 meters became visible, it was like having a 3D map in his head. Noah discovered 7 goblins meters north of his currt position. His face turned expressionless as he kicked his feat against the g rushing toward his prey. At the same time. [Ding! A new mission: Earn the title of Goblin yer. Reward: 5000 Gold Coins] As Noah had expected, the system issued a new mission and this couldn''t be more timely. He lifted the ck sword as he hurried towards the sev goblins, he arrived in an instant. ''''Kieek?" The goblins were startled to discover a human but before they could do anything three had fall to Noah''s dagger. Fwoosh! Fwooh! Before the remaining four could react Noah had reaped their lives. He was swift, a blooming Angel of death. Death he shall spread. [Sev goblins killed] [Experice point+%] [4 Gold coins acquired] Suddly, Noah who was about to resume hunting froze in his steps after hearing thest notification. His lips held a faint smile and his eyes twinkled. ''''What a nice surprise, I guess I should invest some stat points into Luck to increase my gold coin drop rate.'''' If someone was prest they could have se Noah''s eyes shing with gold coins. Previously Noah hadn''t felt the need to invest in his luck stat as he was not ready to explore the outside dungeons where luck can y an esstial role in making the boss monsters drop items or runes, elixirs ev. But now he had confirmed that it was possible to earn gold coins by killing monsters, he couldn''t hesitate any longer and invest some of his next stat points on luck to increase his drop rate. Everything is for the sake of acquiring more gold coins to buy things in the system''s store. By the way, in the Tower to hope to get items dropped off starting from the tth floor, the first boss floor, there are 0 floors in total inside the tower. Noah moved forward, he shot forward like an arrow with his Presce detection skill still activated. Because it is a Passive skill you can activate and reactivate at will. His skill caught something, it was a slightly bigger goblin, not like the goblin champion he foughtst time but it was bigger than normal, almost at the same height as him. A mutated goblin Noah thought, this goblin was holding a shield and a rusty sword. The two emies meet, and silce descds on the battlefield before the two move as if theye to some sort of understanding. Noah was fast as a bullet and arrived before the big goblin. He swung his sword from left to right, raking the tip across his foe''s shield. ng! The big goblin staggered back after blocking Noah''s attack, his arm ached with the weight of the shield in his hand, he was inwardly shocked but knew not to give his emy the initiative thus heunched a swift counterattack. Noah brought back his sword quickly to parry a counterattack, thunched one of his own, which cut the air. Swoosh! The big goblin jumped back, thus sessfully dodging the sword that almost cut his face. He thought he had seeded but Noah seemed to have anticipated this because he threw two daggers at the retreating goblin. Everything happed quickly, still, the big goblin had the leisure to bring forward his shield albeit at thest second. ngs! The two daggers had be stopped much to the big goblin''s joy but it was a short-lived joy because the big goblin''s heart tighted and a chill wt down his back as cold sweat covered his hands and feet; a feeling of unease wed at his heart. He soon understood the reason, once again Noah seemed to have predicted this, no it could be said that he pushed his emy into this direction because he flipped across the surprised goblin and appeared behind him in an instant. The big goblin felt chills all over as ev his very soul trembled at this momt. He knew instantly death hade to him, he shed Noah a toothy grin before thetter sword pierced through his heart, bursting it apart. [Ding! Congrattions on killing a mutated goblin!] [Experice+5%] [ gold coins!] [Additional 0 gold coins earned for your first kill!] ''''Hehehe!'''' Noah''sugh was creepy as hell, the notification announcing he earned some gold coins couldn''t be more sweat and he loved it a lot, he wouldn''t mind hearing them for eternity. Chapter 30: Goblin Slayer 2 The big goblin felt chills all over as ev his very soul trembled at this momt. He knew instantly death hade to him, he shed Noah a toothy grin before thetter sword pierced through his heart, bursting it apart. [Ding! Congrattions on killing a mutated goblin!] [Experice+5%] [ gold coins!] [Additional 0 gold coins earned for your first kill!] ''''Hehehe!'''' Noah''sugh was creepy as hell, the notification announcing he earned some gold coins couldn''t be more sweat and he loved it a lot, he wouldn''t mind hearing them for eternity. The mutated goblin he killed gave him a lot of experice points, a whopping 4%, if only he could meet a doz of them, his level would quickly rise. Noah departed shortly after in search of his next prey, the next four hours were busy, he killed more than a hundred goblins, earning more than 0 gold coins, 30 gold coins to be exact. Despite having killed so many goblins he had yet to finish the system''s mission of earning a title. If one were to take into ount the amount of goblins killed during his awaking and today, he had killed more than 400 goblins. Noah was a little shy away from leveling up. Because he was feeling tired, he decided to take a short rest, he made sure everything was okay before deciding to rest, ev if his Presce Detection skill was a passive skill, it worked thanks to mana, so he had to rest for his depleted mana to recharge. If he keeps it active he could use it for one hour straight with his currt mana, used wisely it couldst hours. Just as Noah was about to take out some cookies to joy while resting. He felt a sse of crisis, so without thinking, he jumped to his left. Boom! Suddly, something red hit where Noah previously stood, and fire spread out; dust filled the cave he had found for resting. ''''What''s that?" Noah asked, filled with dread. Suddly, without knowing why, Noah activated his Presce Detection skill with the little bit of mana he had left and immediately he saw a glowing red dot moving at a breakneck speed toward him. Instinctively by reflex, he brought a ck sword out from his invtory before taking a defsive stance. Gakin~! A sharp sound was made as the sword came in contact with a long sword above his head. ''''Guh!" Noah grunted because his right hand, which was holding the sword, became numb. He was astonished by his emy''s physical strgth, and so was his emy; the other party did not think that Noah could parry its blow. Not wanting to miss out on this opportunity, Noah immediately counterattacked byunching daggers at the emy, who seemed to have not recovered from the shock of him blocking its sneak attack. However, to Noah''s surprise, his attacks were blocked. Noah''s attacker pushed out a shield to block his two daggers. The emy who sneak attacked him quickly fell back after blocking the two daggers Noah had thrown. Finally, Noah was able to see the other party before him. It was a goblin. It had a long silver sword and a small shield with two daggers embedded in them. However, differt from an average goblin was its skin color. While a normal goblin had gre skin, the goblin in front of him had red skin. In addition, it wasrger and a head taller than a normal goblin but not as tall as the previous mutated goblin he fought. ''''Another mutated goblin!" Noah sucked a mouthful. Finally, he understood why his arm felt numb after their previous exchange. Simply, it was because the goblin''s strgth was above his. Suddly, the mutated goblin differt from the previous one cried as if mumbling something. ''''Kieek!" Right after it cried, a ball of fire appeared in front of its eyes. It was small; seeing this fireball, Noah remembered the previous attack, so he jumped in the opposite direction after the goblin shot the fireball. He rolled on the g before standing up. Without giving him the time to cast another fireball. Noah threw two daggers toward the red goblin. He knew he would block it, hce at the same time, with his other hand, he threw two stones, they were fast like bullets. Ev though Noah had shot the two stones slightly after throwing the two daggers, the stones caught up with the knives. On the other side, the red goblin''s reaction was not slow, first, he sacrificed the small shield by throwing it toward the iing daggers, while he shifted his right shoulder slightly back to avoid the stones. Unfortunately, he was not fast ough, one of the stones pierced his shoulder making him grunt in pain. He red at Noah before hurling his sword towards his head; it happed so fast that Noah was almost caught off guard because of exhaustion from his previous fight. Still, he quickly brought his ck to his left to deflect the sword; he managed to deflect it, but he received a small injury as a consequce, there was a minor cut on his left cheek, pain assaulted but he gritted his teeth and dured. Noah touched his bleeding cheek and murmured. ''It was the first time I''ve be injured since I started doing quests. I have to reflectter.'' Noah looked at the culprit of his injury, one of his arms was limping, yet he was already preparing his next attack, another fireball. However, Noah had the feeling that this one was a little differt from the previous two fireballs. ''''As if I would let you cast it,'''' Noah shouted before kicking the g as he sprinted toward the red goblin. Swish! Swish! The remaining two stones he had, were hurled towards the red goblin; he jumped to the left to avoid them. A cruel smile floated onto Noah''s face wh he saw that the red goblin had moved exactly as he wanted. Gathering thest bit of strgth he had inside his legs, Noah shot forward like a cheetah and arrived beside the red goblin, because he put everything he had into this action he achieved a never-se speed before. Using the ck sword to pierce the goblin''s neck from the right before he had the time to do anything. Puchi! Thud! [ Experice+5%] [0 gold coins] [Level up] The body of the red goblin fell on the g at the same time as these notifications rang out. The corpse of the red-skinned gobliny in front of Noah''s eyes. Noah heaved a sigh before taking care of his injured check. He plopped his butt on the g, uncaring for his currt state. Fortunately, because of his level-up, most of his fatigue was washed away. Suddly, there was another notification sound. [Ding! Congrattions you have earned your first title: Goblin yer!] ''Yes!'' Noah made a victory sign, excited. [Ding! Missionpleted] [5000 gold coins earned Additional reward: A special discount coupon: Only usable on a promotion day!] [Currt gold coins: 560 Gold coins!] The system ev disyed his total total coin. ''''Hurray!" Noah jumped on his feet like a little boy in a toy store. He could not contain his excitation, he felt like getting a fitting reward after working hard. Chapter 31: Dreaming of the Past Puchi! Thud! [ Skill+5%] [0 Gold coins] [Level up] The crimson goblin''s body hit the g as these notifications echoed through the air. Noah stared at the lifeless form of the red-skinned goblin before him. He let out a sigh, tding to his bruised cheek. Sitting on the g, he didn''t care about his currt condition. Luckily, the level-up had washed away most of his fatigue. Suddly, another notification chimed. [Ding! Congrattions! You have earned the title: Goblin yer!] "Yes!" Noah cheered, raising a victorious hand in excitemt. [Ding! Missionpleted] [5000 silver coins earned] Additional reward: A special discount coupon: Valid only on promotional days! [Currt silver coins: 560 silver coins!] The system ev disyed his total coin count. "Hurrah!" Noah jumped to his feet like a child in a toy store. He couldn''t contain his excitemt, feeling deserving of a rewarding prize after his hard work. Noah decided it was time to head back, but first, he wanted to test out his exclusive skill, ''The Seal of Death!'' He quickly found his next target and cast the Seal of Death on the emy. An invisible skull appeared above the target''s head, and as described in the skill''s description, Noah was able to effortlessly eliminate the emy due to the skill''s debuff. He was certain there was more to this skill, but he postponed exploring it further for now. It was time for him to return. After spding over five hours in the tower, Noah made his way back. ¡ã¡ã¡ã The night descded upon the world, draped in a cloak of midnight velvet, guided by the stars under the shimmer of a full moon. As the colors of the day slumbered, dreaming of tomorrow, the hillside transformed into a monochromatic tapestry, with shapes that formed an ever-changing, ever-prest puzzle, where questions and answers merged. On this night, all beings became one, from rocks to nts to animals, united in the promise of life awaiting the sun''s return. Late into the night, Noah, lost in slumber, found himself drifting into memories he wished he hadn''t recalled. They floated across the still pond. Noah dipped his hand into the crystal-clear water, watching the ripples expand from his fingertips. He gazed up at Lilith, her long hair dancing in the breeze as she steered the boat. Her dark brown eyes squinted against the wind. She looked so beautiful with the wind tousling her hair, he thought. The boat glided across the calm water, disturbing the delicate pink cherry blossom petals that adorned its surface. Wh the pond was tranquil, it resembled a sheet of ss. But wh a motorboat sped through, walls of glisting water surged from its sides, sshing everyone on board. Noah and Lilithughed, their eyes meeting amidst the flying water droplets. Noah couldn''t help but notice the liveliness and joy in herughter. Lilith was just like that pond. At first nce, she seemed cool and calm, but as soon as you explored deeper, moreyers were revealed, just like the pond''s hidd depths. The pond was beautiful, sometimes sere and quiet, sometimes vibrant and ergetic. But always astonishing. The boat gradually came to a stop, and Noah watched as a flock of Canada geese flew overhead, their honking filling the air. He was surprised to see them flying in formation at this time of year. Noah pondered where they were headed and where they hade from. Th, the geese disappeared from his view. Suddly self-conscious and unsure where to direct his gaze, Noah fidgeted with his clothes, feeling Lilith''s eyes on him. He looked up, and his cheeks flushed. Lilith looked chanting with the glisting water droplets in her hair. But she was smiling at him, so Noah smiled back. "This is amazing," he sighed conttedly. Lilith chuckled and replied, "I''m d you joyed it. We should do this again sometime." "Yes," Noah breathed, already imagining what their next advture on the pond would be like. ¡ã¡ã¡ã The sce shifted to another memory. ~The air outside was warm, and red and orange leaves danced gracefully in the breeze. Twigs scattered across the parking lot of the high school, while transluct clouds floatedzily in the vast blue sky above. People hurried down the sidewalk, eager to reach the fall festival. Inside a beautiful red brick house, Lilith was getting ready for another day of school. Her red sheetsy in a tangled mess on her bed. She pulled her long hair out from under her ck and gray checkered hoodie, th frowned as she examined herself in the mirror. She applied a light shade of purple eyeliner and slipped into a pair of slightly baggy jeans. She noticed they were her childhood jeans, but shrugged it off andpleted her outfit with ck high-top Converse. On her way out, Lilith grabbed her skateboard. The bottom of the board disyed a hand-drawn dragon skeleton against a ck and purple backg. She held the skateboard in her hand and stepped outside. Across the street, Noah was scribbling on his wrist with a Sharpie, looking hurried. Lilith dashed across the road, hiding a prest behind her back. "Hey, cutie," she greeted him with a half-smile, gazing up into Noah''s gold eyes. Her own amber eyes seemed dull inparison. Noah quickly tucked away the Sharpie and smiled back. "Good morning, Lilith." He leaned in, melting into her embrace. Pulling away, Noah nted a light kiss on her lips. "Happy Autumn." He chuckled and ced his hands on Lilith''s shoulders, angling his wrist so she could read the poem he had just writt. Lilith pretded not to notice, but she knew Noah wasn''t one to spd a lot of time on gifts. "Roses may be red, And violets are surely blue, But no flower poem, Can express my feelings for you." Lilith remained silt, observing Noah''s innate romanticism. He continued. "I know we''re young, So I can''t propose, Instead of a ring, I prest you with this rose." From his sleeve, Noah produced a beautiful red rose. Lilith epted it with a smile. "Aww, you''re so sweet." She gave him a quick kiss. "It''s definitely better than what I got you." She slowly revealed the skateboard from behind her back, proudly disying the dragon drawing. "I drew it myself." Her smile was a little forced, but it was a smile theless. "It''s magnifict." Noah took the skateboard, suddly feeling guilty for not putting much effort into his own gift. He admired her artwork. "I love it." Noah embraced Lilith for a few seconds, inhaling the sct of her pomegranate perfume. He pulled back and noticed her jeans,ughing. "Again?" "You were the one who left them," Lilith pointed out with an expressionless face but you could feel her happiness. She th took his hand, and they headed off to school, dressed in matching shades of ck and gray. ¡ã¡ã¡ã "Huff! Huff!" Noah suddly awoke, breathing heavily. He frowned, displeased with the dream that had resurfaced from his past. "Damn! Why am I dreaming of something so embarrassing? That was the past, the young Noah is no more. I''m an adult now." Noah dered, attempting to convince himself. He tried to push the memories out of his mind and go back to sleep. Meanwhile, in another dorm room, in the girls'' dormitory, a certain -haired woman was also dreaming, no calling this a nightmare would be more fitting. Chapter 32: Their First Meeting 1 Lilith remained silt. Like in movies Noah always knew how to be romantic. He continued. "I know we are young, So I can''t propose, Instead of a ring, I prest you with this rose." Out of his sleeve, Noah pulled a beautiful red rose. Lilith took it. "Aw. You''re so sweet." She kissed him quickly. "It sure beats what I got you." She slowly pulled the skateboard from behind her back. She shed the dragon. "I drew it myself." She smiled, her smile was stiff but it was a smile theless. "It''s magnifict." Noah took the skateboard. He suddly felt bad for hardly spding any time on her gift. He admired her drawing. "I really love it." Noah hugged Lilith for a few seconds, smelling her pomagranit perfume. He pulled back and noticed her jeans. Heughed. "Again?" "You were the one who left them." Lilith pointed out. She th took his hand. They headed off to school, almost matching in an aray of cks and grays. ¡ã¡ã¡ã ''''Huff! Huff!" Noah suddly woke up, breathing heavily, he frowned clearly not happy to have dreamed of the past. ''''Damn! Why I''m dreaming of something so shameless. That''s the past, that young Noah is no more. I''m adult now.'''' Noah dered, hiding his embarrassmt. This stce was as if he was trying to convince himself. Afterward, he tried to sleep not thinking about the past, at the same time in another dorm, the girl''s dormitory, in a certain haireddy''s room. ¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã In Room 0 on the lower floor, Lilith''s room. The bedroom was just tidy ough to show that she cared about the space and just messy ough to show that she was able to let her creativity roam free. It was her goldilocks zone, perfect for how she was. Currtly, she was sleeping soundlessly like a princess in a fairytale waiting for her prince charming toe deliver her. Suddly, a frown marred this beautifuldy''s face. Once, th twice th thrice, her face kept twitching, she was clearly having a nightmare. Indeed, at the momt she was dreaming, unlike Noah''s sweet dreams, Lilith was having a nightmare, a bloody nightmare. ¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã In the forest, there was a young girl, about 6 or 7 years old, sitting in the midst of the trees, but she had no idea where she was or that there were ev trees suring her. All she knew was that there was thick, fog that made it nearly impossible for her to see but 6 inches from her face. And the air was so brisk and cold that it hurt for her to breathe. And there wasughter. A distantughter that sounded hysterical and yet somewhat mncholy, like whatever it wasing from had be waiting there,ughing, for a very long time. But what was iting from? The young girl had no idea. * * * * * The fog was beginning to rise as theughter became less and less distant. The little girl began to realize that she was in the forest, but she had no idea how she arrived there. All she knew was that she woke up in the cold, gasping for breath, and now there was something out there. Something malevolt. Something out to get her. As the fog was rising, so was the girl. She got up and looked a, trying to make out the direction theugh wasing from so she could bolt the other way. She spun in circles, growing more and more dizzy with each turn and each little step, scouring for theugh. But it seemed to be like sur sound. Everywhere she turned, theugh sounded the same, slowly creeping closer and closer. She was so afraid of what she was expericing that she froze. She couldn''t move, and her eyes seeled shut. She just wanted it to be over. She wished and prayed that whatever was out thereughing would just lunge out and take her and make it all d quickly. And th theughing stopped. Just as quickly as she froze, she broke into a sprint. She had no idea where she was going or where theugh had gone; she just started running. Past tree after tree, tripping and fumbling over the roots, she raced through the forest, desperately striving for a way out, wh theugh erupted out of the silce, louder than it ever was before. This caused her to stop so abruptly that momtum carried her several more feet, tossed her into a pile of rocks, and caused her to hit her head with such force that it left a several inch gash on her forehead, bleeding into her eyes and distorting her view. The blood dripped from her head, licking at her lips as it fell past her eyes, causing her to gag, before slipping onto the dirt floor. The blood loss caused her to feel undiably uneasy and made her momtarily forget about the fear. She rose from the g, theughter still chirping in the backg, and took a few steps before falling back to the dirt and bing catatonicly unconscious. * * * * * "Dad, catch!" a young girl, barely 5 years old, yelled behind the sweetest of innoct giggles. "Good one, baby," a young, cheerful man said in return. "Now you''ve got to catch it." It was a game of catch and toss yed betwe a father and his daughter. One of the fondest andst memories the daughter has of herte dad is from before she ev understood death. And now it was looking into her eyes and reaching out for her soul. And while she knew death was chasing her, she allowed her mind to ruminate on those long, distant thoughts, feeling the warmth she had felt wh she was actually there. Letting it take over her body and drown out the fright. She felt so good. Is this the joyous 7 minutes we experice before brain death? Is this what we see before we die? Is this what it means to have life sh before your eyes? Chapter 33: Their First Meeting 2 ''''Dad, catch!" a young girl, barely 5 years old, yelled behind the sweetest of innoct giggles. "Good one, baby," a young, cheerful man said in return. "Now you''ve got to catch it." It was a game of catch and toss yed betwe a father and his daughter. One of the fondest andst memories the daughter has of herte dad is from before she ev understood death. And now it was looking into her eyes and reaching out for her soul. And while she knew death was chasing her, she allowed her mind to ruminate on those long, distant thoughts, feeling the warmth she had felt wh she was actually there. Letting it take over her body and drown out the fright. She felt so good. Is this the joyous 7 minutes we experice before brain death? Is this what we see before we die? Is this what it means to have life sh before your eyes? ¡ã¡ã¡ã Laughter like an evil scream pierced the ears of the fall girl, jolting her out of her slumber, blood still covering her face and pooling beath her on the g. The girl rose from her position in the dirt and looked a, the world spinning in her view, and began to creep towards a tree for support. Theughter, although it was the loudest it had be, didn''t seem to matter. All she could think about was the sharp pain and the metallic taste of blood staining her tongue. She tried to stand up straight and walk, the deafing sound of theughter bing more appart, but only walked about half a step before copsing back into the grasp of the tree. Th she noticed something. The rocks were gone. She was back where she started, in the middle of the woods, with no idea how she got there or how to get out. And with theughter growing stronger and beginning to ring in her ears, she tried to run again, in the same direction she had before, but she didn''t make it too far before crashing back into the muddy dirt. She began to drag her dead weight, trying desperately to crawl away from where she was, wh she noticed a dark figure in the corner of her eye. It was standing behind a tree, moving in such a fashion that it seemed as if it wereughing, the shoulders bouncing up and down in a rhythmic way, as one''s would wh they wereughing hysterically. The girl froze yet again, staring eyes wide op at the shadowy figure just to the right of where she wasying, and began to scream a shrill of a scream at the top of her lungs and turned in the other direction, dragging herself as fast as she possibly could, which was not very fast. The blood was still staining her eyes, making it difficult to see as it was now gushing from the wound and making ev the driest dirt turn to mud. And the searingughter stopped, so all the young girl could hear was the sound of footsteps. Now, instead ofughter, she was trying to evade the stride of the shadow, but at the speed she was going, it was unlikely that she''d be able to evade anything. The girl stopped moving tirely at the sight of the shadow. It''s feet were now directly in front of her. She slowly began to wrch her head upward, looking at the face of the silhouette, and just as they made eye contact, the shadow reached it''s hand out towards the girl''s face, grabbing at the torn flesh on her forehead and ripping it from the bone with fierce force, peeling from forehead to chin, not ev leaving her lips behind, causing the girl to let out a scream of sheer pain that could only be heard in nightmares. The shadow dropped the skin of her face directly in front of her, and with what little sight she had left, she was able to make eye contact with the eyeless holes in her skin, and with that, all of the might left in her frail little body urged her to turn a and keep crawling as quickly as she could. But it wasn''t quick ough. With blood spurting from her face, it really didn''t matter how fast she moved; she would be dead either way. But the shadowy figure wanted to be the one to take her out, and he would be. The shadow grabbed her foot and began to drag her backwards, her skinless face scraping against the sticks and rocks on the g, causing the most immse pain yet. Once she was back in the very spot she was before,ying beside her face, the shadow rolled her over, looked her in the eyes, and ripped at the skin on her neck, causing ev more blood to spurt out, falling like rain on the area a her. She screamed, cried, and whined sounds she didn''t know she could make, her consciousness slowly leaving her at the same rate the blood was. Just as the young girl thought everything was over, she heard a shrieking sounds followed a sonic boom. Boom! Something mmed against a stone in the distance. ''''Shriekkk!" Th the monster wailed, the hollow shrieked miserably before breathing itsst the young girl believes. Just as the child was wondered who her saviour was, she felt something hot getting sshed on her face before it became warm and slowly but surely she regained her sight. Her beautiful amber eyes met a pair of striking gold eyes and a head full of gray hair. ''''How are you feeling now?" He asked as he offered his hand, Lilith abstmindedly took that hand and tried to stand up albeit with a difficulty. The young child waited patitly, he ev helped him to stand on her feet by putting his arms a her delicate waist. ''''Easy, take easy, I''m here and my father just killed that thing, you don''t have to worry about it anymore, you''re safe now.'''' The boy blurted, trying to reassure her. Lilith''s tse body rxed and she started crying. This was their first meeting. Chapter 34: Liliths Cousin Noah who couldn''t sleep after dreaming of the past and wt to fetch a bottle of water received an unexpected call from an unknown number. ''''Huh? Who it can be at this hour? I don''t know this number.'''' He looked at the number shing on his phone scre while contemting whether to take the call or not but finally decided to take it, it could be important, maybe it was his father calling with an international number, he does this sometimes upon traveling to far ce. Noah epted the call and frowned immediately upon hearing the call''s voice. ''''Hello Noah, it''s me Stilson, I''m calling from Britannia to congratte you on your sessful awaking.'''' Said the owner of this voice. Noah was able to put a face on this voice, he frowned, it was a voice he wished he didn''t have to hear. Some bad apples he hung out with during his darkest period. ''''Yeah, yeah why are you calling me at this hour? What do you want?'''' Noah wasn''t going to be polite with someone who trying to anger him by calling sote in the night after not meeting for many years, he had a goal in mind. Whatever it was, it didn''t sound good to him. ''''Come on man, still rude as ever. I''m contacting you after so long to congratte you and this is how you respond to an old mate?" The caller on the other side tried to sound dramatic but Noah wasn''t having it. ''''I see,'''' Noah responded and was about to cut off the voice but the other party begged not to. ''''Please Noah hear me out first. I''ll be frank I indeed contacted you with a goal in mind. Pretty please! I''ve got the number from your father, so please do hear me out.'''' Noah who heard his father''s name being brought up decided to wait, to hear the man first before deciding. ''''So, what do you want to talk about?" Noah cut right to the chase but the other party requested a video call and Noah epted, refusing him right in the face should light his mood, Noah secretly chuckled as he epted the video call. ''''Fine." Upon epting the video call, the face of a young man appeared on the floating scre. Silver, short hair slightly covers a thin, macing face. Lidded amber eyes, set charmingly within their sockets. This is the face of Stilson Evangeline, Lilith''s cousin. ''''So what have you done this time?" Noah asked. ''''How rude, nothing much I just escaped from the campus to go on a biker gathering but they are threating to expel me. So, I need your help can you talk to Lilith and she will plead my case with our grandfather and have me not get expelled?" Noah stayed silt after hearing Stilson bbering. Gulp! Stilson gulped audibly afraid of Noah''s reaction. He knew the man better. He could be brutal under his angelic features. ''''I refuse, I''m not your messger, you must have your cousin''s number so try contacting her, and do not bother me ever again if it is for something so trivial,'''' Noah responded after a long momt of silce. He watched Stimson''s reaction and upon seeing how shocked he was with a pale face as if he had just sealed his fate, Noah felt refreshed, all the heavy mood from the previous dream vanished. ''''Please, dear leader help me, or else I''ll die if my parts find out, I''m afraid they''ll sd me to a far ce, somewhere I''ll lose the little freedom I have.'''' Stilson ev got on his knees to beg Noah to help him which shocked him, this showed how truly severe the situation he was in was, he must have done many bad things in his school for them to decide to expel him this time. Not that it mattered to Noah, the farther this man is the better it was for Noah. He was someone with a bad influce on him. ''''Sorry, can''t help you. Stop messing a for once and focus on doing something productive, you gangster.'''' Noah immediately hung up, ignoring Stilson''s desperate cries from the other side. ''''Sigh! This call made me recall a bad memory.'''' ¡ã¡ã¡ã It was a few years back th. Somewhere in the slum. The people behind Noah grabbed at him, to hold him. He did not feel likeughing, but heughed. "You mean it takes this many of you to fight one Third?" "We''re people, not Thirds, turd face. You''re about as strong as a fart!" But they let go of him. And as soon as they did, Noah kicked out high and hard, catching Stilson square in the breastbone. He dropped. It took niah6 by surprise he hadn''t thought to put Stilson on the g with one kick. It didn''t ur to him that Stilson didn''t take a fight like this seriously, that he wasn''t prepared for a truly desperate blow. For a momt, the others backed away and Stilsony motionless. They were all wondering if he was dead. Noaj6, however, was trying to figure out a way to forestall vgeance. To keep them from taking him in a pack tomorrow. ''I have to win this now, and for all time, or I''ll fight it every day and it will get worse and worse.'' Noah knew the unspok rules of manly warfare, ev though he was only . It was forbidd to strike the oppont whoy helpless on the g; only an animal would do that. So Noah walked to Stilson''s supine body and kicked him again, viciously, in the ribs. Stilson groaned and rolled away from him. Noah walked a him and kicked him again, in the crotch. Stilson could not make a sound; he only doubled up and tears streamed out of his eyes. Th Noah looked at the others coldly. "You might be having some idea of ganging up on me. You could probably beat me up pretty badly. But just remember what I do to people who try to hurt me. From th on you''d be wondering wh I''d get you, and how bad it would be." He kicked Stilson in the face. Blood from his nose spattered the g nearby. "It wouldn''t be this bad," Noah said. "It would be worse." Later after this meeting, Stilson kept pestering him until he finally epted to be the boss of this little gang, they wt a causing trouble, fighting all the time. Because of his mother''s death, he needed an outlet to let it out so he found it in the form of ying gangster. ¡ã¡ã¡ã ''''Hah! I don''t want to think about the past anymore. Better stay away from Stilson or who knows how bad it will be this time.'''' Chapter 35: Uncommon Magic Systems Surprisingly like Noah, Lilith who had a nightmare after dreaming of the past could not continue sleeping. She was dressed in ascivious negligee! Shey face down and st him a flirtatious nce. A see-through cloth that made a heavy use ofce! The skin slightly se underneath it! And ck underwear! The hem of the skirt that anxiously moved down from the bt knee seemed it would be turned up at any momt. To kill time, Lilith decided to use some of her credits to broad her horizon on a certain magic system. Browsing through the online library after going through the necessary process such as filling her studt ID and paying with credit, Lilith started her research on the Umon Magic Systems. Color Magic: Harnessing colors to invoke specific spells or effects. Sound Magic: Crafting spells through vocal tones, vibrations, or musical instrumts. Time Magic: Manipting the past, prest, or future, oft bding thews of physics. Egoic Magic: Altering one''s sse of self or emotions to use as a magical conduit. Manufactured or Artificial Magic: Magic crafted or produced through synthetic means (e.g. via objects or alchemical processes). Nothingness Magic: Conjuring voids or vacuums, oft manifesting as spatial anomalies. ss Magic: Manipting ss to create barriers, projectiles, or evplex machinery. Astrology-Based Magic: Drawing powers from celestial bodies or zodiac signs. Fate Magic: Influcing destiny or chance to manifest predetermined oues. Bio-magic: Utilizing biological processes or traits for supernatural effects. She choose each system of the umon magic systems and read their description. In the realm of color magic, colors are more than just visual elemts¡ªthey are the very essce of magical power. Each shade has its own set of unique properties and associations, giving practitioners a versatile palette for crafting charms and chantmts. A vivid example of this systemes from the Arcane: Ascsion series. Here, the magic users, or "Attuned," emit shrouds of color that signify their magical power and progression level. From quartz to sapphire, these crystalline colors serve as a convit and visual way to categorize the potcy of their magic The second system is the Sound magic: Sound magic is not just about ying bells and whistles with the flick of a wand or a muttered incantation; it''s about resonating with the very fabric of reality through sound. By harnessing this "music," mages can modify or redirect its harmonies, crafting spells that reshape the very world a them. Imagine crafting a sce where characters alter the course of a river with a harmonic sequce or slow down time with a dissonant chord. The possibilities are boundless! The next magic in this system is something Lilith was particrly interested in as it was somehow rted to her unique ss. Time magic¡ªoft interconnected with quantum magic¡ªcan be used for the maniption of time (and space) itself. This magic system allows practitioners to rewrite history, glimpse into pottial futures, or ev freeze the prest momt¡ªso the stakes are undiably high! Time magic can be pretty destructive if wielded right, those who possess this type of magic are extremely rare. Lilith''s destruction magic could categorised into the umon magic systems. The destruction magic is a mix betwe fire elemt, time and space, a pretty unique magic. More research was needed, reason why she was so focused on this system to understand her ss more better. Lilith continued browsing through the Umon magic systems description. Egoic magic focuses on tapping into one''s inner self or ego to hance physical and sometimes ev mtal attributes. These umon magic abilities offer a temporary yet powerful means to adapt and evolve, oft in response to extreme situations. Through egoic magic, yers might surpass their physical limits, attune to heighted emotional states, or ev unlocktt mystical powers. Such magic offers writers the opportunity to explore the scope of their characters'' pottial and the consequces of pushing oneself beyond natural limits. Manufactured or Artificial Magic This magic system moves beyond the sphere of ancit spells and sacred rituals, tering a new frontier where chantmts can be "crafted" rather than conjured. What does that look like in the con of fantasy fiction? More oft than not, magical objects. Nothingness Magic Journeying into the abstract, nothingness magic doesn''t harness the elemts or ergies of the universe; it calls upon the absce of them. This isn''t about simple destruction or erasure¡ªit''s the profound power to make something vanishpletely, leaving no remnants or traces. Like summoning a ck hole in one''s palm or striking an emy from the face of the earth with a finger snap, wielders can suck away ergy, matter, or ev abstract concepts, effectively deleting them from existce. Within the boundaries of a story, this introduces unparalleled challges: How does onebat a force that can nullify any action? Challge notions of power and weakness by weaving nothingness magic into your power. ss Magic: ss is oft viewed as fragile and brittle, but who''s to say it can''t be a versatile and pott elemt? This idea shines¡ªquite literally¡ªin Lloyd McClend''s In The Shadow of Lightning. In it, practitioners manipte specially chanted ss¡ªdubbed "godss"¡ªthates in various hues to boost natural talts or conditions. For example, some types of this chanted ss amplify an individual''s charisma, while others hance healing abilities. Speaking about the logic behind the system, McClend said: "Wended on these little ss baubles that hance people, depding on the impurities in the sand that they''re made with¡­" and so that turned into, "How does it affect the economy? How does it affect the wars? How does it affect individuals?" Lilith moved onto the next magic of the umon magic system. Astrology-Based Magic: Astrology-based magic intertwines cosmic alignmts with spellcasting, offering a treasure trove of mystical abilities connected to one''s zodiac sign. In the popr graphic novel series Zodiac Legacy, by Choo Lee, the author created a magic system with a unique twist on the a certain country zodiac. After the powers of the zodiac be prest in the world, twelve characters find themselves with abilities aligning with animals from the far east, the Wuxia zodiac system. For example, the main character Stev assumes the powers of the Tiger¡ªstrgth, speed, and hanced reflexes. Here are some ideas of what an astrology-based magic system could look like to get you started: Aries: A preternatural ability for warcraft. Taurus: A magical septum piercing that grants bull-like strgth. Gemini: The ability to clone yourself or temporarily be in two ces at once. Cancer: Possessing a super-strong outer shell like a crab. Leo: Transforming into a lion on a full moon (Werelion?!). Virgo: Sir-like chantresses who lure m to their deaths. Libra: Ultra-persuasive diplomatic skills, capable of quelling tse international affairs. Scorpio: A superhuman ability to wield poisonous daggers. Sagittarius: The ability to run on literal horsepower. Capricorn: The horn of a goat that allows you tomunicate with other dimsions. Aquarius: Ferocious sea storms that parallel the ups and downs of your emotions. Pisces: The ability to speak with and perhaps ev influce aquatic lifeforms. Fate magic introduces an etherealyer of predetermination and destiny, deeply rooted in mythological archetypes like the Norns of Norse legd. These goddesses of fate¡ªUrd, Verdandi, and Skuld¡ªspun the threads of destiny for both mortals and gods. Residing beath the "world tree," they wove a grand tapestry that sealed the fates of all beings. Andstly Bio-magic can prest itself in a variety of manners¡ªfrom an intriguing bld of natural phoma and mystical influce to ethically questionable scice experimts. Lilith perused through everything, digesting every bit of information she could find. After reading through everything she felt like her unique ss maybe somehow rted to Nothingness magic, it would be awesome if it was the case. Suddly, Lilith yawned, she was sleepy again. She had to rest for what about toe tomorrow. It would be fun she thought. A smirk tugged at Lilith''s lips as her thoughts drifted towards tomorrow. The prospect held an undiable thrill, a yearning to face him head-on. Little did she know, her wish would be twisted by fate, unfolding in a way she could never have predicted. Chapter 36: Survival Test Noah woke up, early than normally, he had to prepare for the iing evt, there is some coins to be earned after all. Also he had to spd the gold coins he earned. ''''System! Show me the store.'''' He ordered and the store appeared before him, he immediately wt for the skills because what he was aiming for was here. Previously, while browsing the skill''s window his eyes lingered on a certain skill but he couldn''t afford to buy due its ormous price but now he acquired a discount coupon, it would be a waste not to use it. Finally Noah stopped scrolling upon reaching a certain skill. [Master of Weapons] ''It is here.'' Noah was overjoyed. ''''System! Can I buy this skill with my discount coupon?" [Affirmative, master you can buy it but only you make the purchase right now. Only 5 hours remain before the promotion d.] ''''I see!" Noah nodded before reading the skill''s description. [Master of Weapons Grade: Unique You can perfectly wield all existing weapons with a bit of exercise. Cost: 50.000 Gold Coins Special discount ding in 5:0:45] If wer''t for the special coupon, to be able to buy this skill he would have to work hard, fortunately he got the special discount coupon. Noah didn''t hesitate to purchase the Master of Weapon''s skill. ''''Purchase!" He ordered after ripping the special gold coupon, his gold coins vanished in instant, leaving him poor again. Immediately following the skill''s purchase, a gold light tered Noah''s head. ''''Ugh!" He groaned as a lot of information was poured into his brain, he saw many weapons being wielded by an illusionary Noah, Spear,Sword, Ax, Bow, Kukri, Lance, scimitar, scythe and so on. This painsted for a momt until a refreshing feeling came. ''''Damn!" Noah cursed while getting back on his feet. He summoned a scythe to do a test, at first it felt foreign but after a few swings, the scythe felt like as if he had be using it for a long time already. He was certain with time he could bring the scythe''s essce out, just imagining being able to perfectly use every existing weapon put a smile on Noah''s face. Leaving aside the matter of efficicy for having this skill, Noah''s second goal for buying this skill was simply because it could help him perfect his disguise, differt weapons for differt situations. ''''Let''s do some morning workouts to get in form.'''' Noah''s eyes shone dazzlingly, the next opportunity to make some gold coins is here, he couldn''t control his excitemt, besidespeting against his peers wasn''t something he couldn''t say no to. ¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã A brilliant light hugged thend as the sun stretched out with gold arms, announcing the arrival of a new day. Noah and the other studts of special ssroom were in their ssroom waiting for their teacher arrival. Noah was in good mood as he couldn''t wait to earn some gold coins. Shortlyter arrived. ''''Good morning ss. I have promised you previously that today we will be doing practicalbat ss, unfortunately this changed.'''' threw a bomb. ''''What?" Noah almost jumped on his feets. He couldn''t believe what he just heard, he was beyond shocked but he managed to reign in his emotions. They must be a reason he believes so, therefore he must first list before reacting. And Noah wasn''t the only one shocked by their practicalbat ss getting canceled. Raising his hand and getting ''s approval, Arthur asked. ''''Teacher, may I know why this got canceled?" smiled but first took a seat and th started her exnation. ''''Normally, we should have started the practicalbat ss but because you''re too exceptional, it put pressure on the other studts and awaked faster than scheduled. Now every studt have awaked their ss and it was decided to create a Survival Test for everyone. This is to test your limit and see your adaptability.'''' At the same time the system''s voice rang, as if she had be waiting for this. [Ding! New mission: Survive the test with the most points. Reward: 5000 Gold coins and a random item.] Instead of jumping in joy, Noah was calm. Hr was not a fool, judging by how gerous the system seemed it doesn''t take a gius to guess this Survival test would not be simple. The studts looked curiously at each other and smiled, this would be fun they believed. smiled upon seeing this. ''''Let''s go!" She took her studts towards the teleportation portal. ¡ã¡ã¡ã The survival training g is called training, but it''s more akin to thorough actualbat. It was being held on an ind which belong to the academy. Moreover, it''s an extreme realbat training that utilizes the whole area, taking advantage of the ind vastnd. First and foremost, the basis of this test is survival. Scores are giv differtially ording to survival time, so ev if you survive without being eliminated until thest day, you can earn a fairly dect score. Survive for 5 nights and 6 days. It may sound very easy, but it is by no means simple. First of all, except for the initial food supply (onlyst a day at best), all participants in this survival test must be self-sufficit. Furthermore, all sorts of equipmt, including essories, are not provided. "I never thought they wouldn''t ev give us training weapons." Noah murmured and finally understand why the system was so gerous. In other words, one must dure 5 nights and 6 days with nothing but their bare body. But that was not all. This survival test includes "plundering." Each studt wore a smart bracelet with their idtification number on their chest, and if this bracelet was stol or lost, they would be eliminated from the test. And additional points are giv to the studt who "plunders" this smart bracelet. In other words, the studts are emies of each other. Because of this, forming an alliance is impossible without substantial trust. To put it bluntly, you might be betrayed ev after forming an alliance. Why not just team up with close frids who have no possibility of betrayal? Nope. That''s not it. This test is not so easygoing. In this survival test, there are studts assigned the role of "Criminals." These criminals cannot earn points through survival or any other additional factors, but can only obtain points through "plundering." And the points acquired are a whopping double! So, the studts assigned the role of these criminals must hunt others if they want to survive themselves. It''s unavoidable. Of course, the studts who takes down a criminals also receives double the points. This existce known as the criminals, creates suspicion and mistrust ev among close frids. Moreover, out of 400, a staggering 50 are criminals. The odds are such that it''s impossible to cooperate without reservation. Chapter 37: Clash This test is not so easygoing. In this survival test, there are studts assigned the role of "Criminals." These criminals cannot earn points through survival or any other additional factors, but can only obtain points through "plundering." And the points acquired are a whopping double! So, the studts assigned the role of these criminals must hunt others if they want to survive themselves. It''s unavoidable. Of course, the studts who takes down a criminals also receives double the points. This existce known as the criminals, creates suspicion and mistrust ev among close frids. Moreover, out of 400, a staggering 50 are criminals. The odds are such that it''s impossible to cooperate without reservation. ''''No wonder, you were so gerous. You won''t ev let me summon my sword. Well, I guess it won''t be a survival game anymore. Either way this will be fun. Those with the mage ss will be happy because they''ll have a certain advantage. Well, I''ll do my best and earn points, my points are precious after all.'''' The corner of Noah''s lips rose to form an evil grin. Since betrayal is the premise of this ''game'', betraying is natural. It''s natural for the mafia to deceive the citizs in a game of Mafia. Few people would guinely feel betrayed just because the mafia deceived them. Of course, there may be lingering restmt as points are at stake. ''''A hellish test that ev breaks human rtionships.'''' The more Noah think about it, the more vicious this test appeared to be. [Ding! Sub-Quest: A New mission is starting!] The system sudd notification took Noah pleasantly by suprise. He calmly await the system to notify him of his new mission, who said mission obviously means reward and this couldn''t be more weed. [Win the next fight. Rewards: 00 Gold Coins and a random stat increase!] ''''Wow! Such a gerous mission. Well, ev if I don''t know who my oppont will be I can infer to some extt, either Arthur or Aid, maybe Lilith. Preferably I don''t want to face thest one yet.'''' Noah mused and walked forward. He had to secure a weapon first. He will make a wood sword and th a bow. Thanks to his new skills he wouldn''t have any trouble handling a bow. The bow is for hunting. Minutes passed and finally Noah met his oppont. Unexpectedly, Noah came face to face with his archemy, Aid. The tsion betwe them was palpable as they locked eyes. Aid gripped a crudely made wood sword, and to Aid''s surprise, he found Noah holding one as well. They stood in silce, the anticipation hanging heavy in the air. With a sudd surge of ergy, both boys lunged forward, their weapons colliding in a sh of wood. Noah''s mind remained calm, his focus unwavering. He had always be intrigued by the art ofbat and saw this unexpected counter as an opportunity to test his skills. As they exchanged blows, Noah noticed the determination in Aid''s eyes. It was clear that Aid had a score to settle, an eagerness to prove himself. Noah, on the other hand, approached the fight with a sse of exhration. This was his first real fight, and he was determined to make it an joyable experice. They continued their duel, their wood swords dancing through the air. Noah''s movemts were fluid and precise, his strikes calcted. He could sse Aid''s frustration growing as he struggled tond a hit. Noah''s calm demeanor only seemed to fuel his oppont''s determination. Noah decided to amp up the challge. With a swift spin, he disarmed Aid, sding his wood sword ttering to the g. After disarming Aid and sding his wood sword flying, a tse silce settled in the air. But the stillness was abruptly shattered as Aid jumped back, conjuring a wind bullet aimed directly at Noah. With his own wood sword now gone, Aid had turned to his magic as a means of attack. The wind bullets came one after another, propelled by Aid''s skilled control over the elemt. Noah, relying on his agility and quick reflexes, did his best to dodge the projectiles. However, he couldn''t evade all of them, so he swiftly adapted his strategy. Using his mastery of mana, Noah harded his wood sword, creating a makeshift shield to deflect the wind bullets that came too close forfort. But Aid was not one to be easily deterred. He used the distraction of his wind attacks to retrieve his wood sword from the g. With his weapon regained, Aid shed with Noah once again. The wood swords collided repeatedly, the sound of their sh echoing through the area. Aid, determined to turn the tide in his favor, mixed in his wind magic with his sword strikes. Thebination of physical and magical attacks made the fight incredibly challging for Noah. But Noah refused to back down. He relied on his guine swordsmanship and quick footwork to keep up with Aid''s onught. Noah''s movemts were precise and calcted, each step nned with utmost care. He analyzed Aid''s patterns, looking for opings and weaknesses. With each sh, Noah grew more confidt in his abilities. He knew that winning this fight was not just about defeating Aid, but also proving his own skills and determination. With every swing and parry, Noah''s resolve strgthed. He could feel victory within his grasp. And after a grueling battle that pushed both of them to their limits, Noah emerged as the victor. His final strikended true, disarming Aid once again and leaving him defseless. Aid didn''t want to admit defeat, he fired a Wind bullet onto the g. Boom! Momtarily, blocking Noah''s sight, he thought it would be ough as he had nned tounch a sneak attack from the distance but unaware that he had be locked on by Noah''s Seal of Death showcasing his location, he made a fatal mistake. Before he knew it Noah was already before him. ''''What?" Aid was shocked, Noah''s speed was too fast, surpassing his previous speed. Like a heavy truck, Noah''s fist rammed into Aid''s stomach. Gravity took hold of him as he felt his body spiraling in the air before being brutally mmed into a tree two meters away. Pain assaulted him. He desperately tried to rise on his feet. Every movemt st waves of throbbing pain through his chest and back. It was exhausting and he felt sick, but there seemed to be nothing he could do about it. Aid wanted to give up, there was no way they could keep going feeling like this. He tried as best he could to block out the pain, to find some form of meditative trance in order to cope with the agonizing ssations. He took a deep breath, th another and th another. A state of calm returned to Aid''s mind for a momt. Noah calmly approached him. Each step echoed loudly in Aid''s ears like a war drum. He greeted his teeths, ring at Noah. As the realization of his defeat sank in, Aid looked at Noah with a mix of astonishmt and fury. He had lost yet again. The fight had be arduous, but Noah''s guine swordsmanship and quick thinking had prevailed. He had shown that ev without his own weapon, he could adapt and ovee. This victory was not just a testamt to his physical prowess, but also to his mtal fortitude and unwavering dedication to his craft. Noah''s win marked a significant milestone in his journey as a yer. It was a reminder of the power thates from embracing challges and pushing oneself to the limits. With this victory, Noah knew that he had the pottial to be an ev greater warrior, ready to face whatever challgesy ahead. ''''It is my win this time. Well, I barely won. I''ll be collecting my points. Let''s meet here in two days for the rematch.'''' Noah plundered Aid''s points. His bracelet disyed 5 points. Noah ignored Aid''s re before knocking him unconscious. The system''s voice rang out at the momt. [Mission aplished Rewards: 00 gold coins, Dexterity +.] ''''Not bad. More to go.'''' Noah could have removed Aid''s bracelet and eliminate him right here but he didn''t do that because he had decided to use Aid as his farming tool. Just imagining what he would do from now on, earning points crazily and surviving in order to get revge made him smile and he couldn''t wait to crush him. He would plunder the points he would gather. [Ding! New mission: Thoroughly crush your emy next time. Reward: 000 gold coins and a random stat increase.] A new mission as soon as he made that choice and it was exactly what Noah had be aiming for. From this mission he could infer that it wouldn''t be easy, there may be some variable, still he had no inttion of backing out. One must ovee challges to grow, ev if it was a challge you set up yourself. Noah kicked his feet against the g as he disappeared into the depth of the forest. Chapter 38: Each their Fights Lilith, with her cold and expressionless eyes, met four studts who stood before her, each wielding a crudely made wood sword. The studts couldn''t help but feel a shiver run down their spines as they faced the formidable viiness. Without uttering a word, Lilith held a simple stick in her hand, gaging the studts in a battle. As the sh of wood echoed through the air, it became appart that Lilith''s skill with a sword was unmatched. Her movemts were precise and calcted, effortlessly parrying and countering the studts'' attacks. But it was not just her swordsmanship that overwhelmed the studts. Lilith possessed a dark and mysterious power, and she unleashed it upon her opponts. With a flick of her hand, she conjured powerful magic that added an extrayer of danger to the fight. As the battle raged on, the studts found themselves struggling to keep up. Lilith''sbination of swordsmanship and magic was too much for them to handle. With each swing of her sword and every spell she cast, Lilith pushed them further into a corner. Despite their best efforts, the studts were evtually overwhelmed by Lilith''s superior skills and powers. They found themselves disarmed and defseless, their wood swords scattered on the g. Lilith stood over them, a triumphant smile ying on her lips. It was a stark reminder of the power that resided within Lilith, and the fear that she could instill in those who dared to challge her. The defeated studts could only watch as Lilith walked away, her presce lingering in their memories. From that day forward, the studts knew that they faced a formidable adversary in Lilith. They had witnessed her swordsmanship and expericed the terrifying force of her magic. It was a lesson they would not soon forget. They now understood why she got the nickname ''White Witch'' But ev in the face of defeat, the studts vowed to continue their training and grow stronger. They knew that if they were to stand a chance against Lilith, they would need to hone their skills and find their own sources of power. And so, with determination in their hearts, the studts picked up their wood swords and began their journey towards bing formidable yers. They would not let Lilith''s overpowering presce discourage them, but rather, it would serve as a reminder of the challges they must ovee on their path to victory. Like Noah, Lilith was assigned the role of viin. So, naturally she plundered the studts she fought against, earning a whooping 45pts, she immediately became of the top scorer. With a face devoid of any expression she walked deeper into the forest. She had to secure her food and n things for theing days. ¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã Hours passed and each studt was doing their utmost to survive. Because nobody knows the viins idtities they''re vignt to form party. Usually fight happed and currtly it was exactly what was about to happ somewhere in the forest. The forest was eerily silt, save for the asional rustle of leaves underfoot. The moon hung high in the sky, casting long, ominous shadows and providing just ough light to see by. Arthur and Gareth stood facing each other, their eyes locked in an intse stare-down. ''''Hello Arthur, I always wanted to fight a knight. The momt I saw you this desire of mine intsified.'''' Gareth honestly dered making Arthur smile. ''''It is that so? Well, let''s fight like a man.'''' Arthur wouldn''t shy away from a fight, he was not intimidated by the man''s big physique. Gareth who got the barbarian ss smiled after seeing Arthur epting his duel. The fight would surely be fun and he would certainly give his all. Neither of them wore armor, and they had no weapons; this was a fight of pure physical strgth and skill. Silce settled betwe them for a momt before it started. Arthur was the first to move. He lunged forward, his fist swinging towards Gareth''s face. Gareth sidestepped the attack and retaliated with a swift punch to Arthur''s ribs. Arthur grunted, the wind knocked out of him, but he didn''t let it slow him down. He retaliated with a swift uppercut that Gareth barely managed to block. The fight was brutal and visceral. No civilized swordy, no tactical maneuvers, just two m and their fists. They traded blows, each punch thrown with the intt to incapacitate the other. Their grunts and the sound of their fists connecting with flesh echoed throughout the forest. Gareth, relying on hisrger build, tried to overpower Arthur, but Arthur was faster. He dodged Gareth''s heavy punches and countered with quick jabs and hooks. The fight wt on, neither of them giving an inch. Sweat dripped off their bodies, their breaths came in ragged gasps, but they did not stop. ''''Gah!" Suddly, Gareth managed tond a heavy blow to Arthur''s face. Arthur stumbled back, momtarily stunned. Gareth took advantage of this, rushing forward to deliver another punch. Swoosh! But Arthur recovered quickly. He ducked under Gareth''s punch and retaliated with a powerful uppercut. Bang! A powerful sound rang out and Gareth was thrown off bnce and stumbled back. Arthur didn''t waste any time. He rushed forward, delivering a flurry of punches that Gareth struggled to block. With a final powerful punch, Arthur st Gareth sprawling to the g. For a momt, everything was silt. ''''Hah! Hah! I guess it''s my win Gareth.'''' Arthur stood over Gareth, panting heavily. He extded his hand, helping Gareth to his feet. ''''Yeah, for someone with a slim physique your punches are well packed. I felt them them ev in my soul. You''re indeed a worthy knight.'''' Gareth responded with a smile, not minding showing his bloodied teeth. There were no hard feelings, no grudges held. It was a fair fight, and the better fighter had won. The fight was brutal, but it was a testamt to their strgth and skill. ''''Let''s fight properly another time, this time with our respective weapons.'''' Gareth proposed. And Arthur naturally nodded. ''''Sure, why not. I''ll dly tertain you anytime, Gareth. See you a.'''' They walked away from it with new respect for each other. Chapter 39: Adaptability There were no hard feelings, no grudges held. It was a fair fight, and the better fighter had won. The fight was brutal, but it was a testamt to their strgth and skill. ''''Let''s fight properly another time, this time with our respective weapons.'''' Gareth proposed. And Arthur naturally nodded. ''''Sure, why not. I''ll d tertain you anytime, Gareth. See you a.'''' They walked away from it with new respect for each other. ¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã Meanwhile, in Noah''s location, the young man was about to hunt. His heart raced with anticipation as he observed the horned wild boar in the distance. The boar''s impressive horns and sturdy build indicated that it would provide a substantial amount of food. With survival instincts kicking in, Noah knew he had to act swiftly and urately to secure a meal. He carefully notched an arrow onto his crudely made bow, his hands steady despite the adraline coursing through his veins. The bow, a testamt to his resourcefulness and adaptability, had be created exactly for this purpose after all and now it was the time to test it. Taking a deep breath, Noah focused his gaze on the wild boar, calcting the distance and adjusting his aim. The boar, unaware of Noah''s presce, continued to graze peacefully on the grass, offering him a brief window of opportunity. With a faint smile ying on his lips, Noah pulled the bowstring taut, feeling the tsion build as he prepared to release the arrow. His muscles tsed, coiled like a spring ready to unleash its force. Time seemed to slow down as he honed his conctration, blocking out any distractions a him. Swoosh! In one swift motion, Noah released the arrow, watching as it soared through the air with precision and purpose. The arrow found its mark, piercing the air and finding its target in the side of the wild boar. The boar let out a startled squeal, realizing it had be struck. Noah''s heart filled with a mixture of triumph and gratitude as he witnessed the effectivess of his shot. His survival skills and instincts had paid off, providing him with a valuable source of sustance in this unforgiving wilderness. Approaching the fall boar, Noah felt a profound sse of respect for the animal that had unknowingly provided him with nourishmt. He understood the delicate bnce of life in the wild, where one''s survival oft depded on the sacrifice of another. With gratitude in his heart, Noah set to work, employing his knowledge and skills to efficitly and respectfully process the boar. He knew that every part of the animal could be utilized, suring that nothing wt to waste. As Noah prepared to gather the spoils of his sessful hunt, he couldn''t help but appreciate the raw beauty and inhert challges of living in harmony with nature. The counter with the horned wild boar had not only provided him with sustance but also served as a reminder of the intricate web of life and the resilice of the human spirit. With a newfound sse of gratitude and aplishmt, Noah continued his journey, carrying the fruits of his hunt and the lessons learned in his heart. The wilderness had tested him once again like that time with his father, and he had emerged stronger, more attuned to the delicate dance betwe survival and appreciation for the natural world. While heading somewhere to skin and prepare tonight dinner, Noah could not help but recall something his father used to say. ''''Son, be ready for everything, a good yer must know how to adapt. Adaptability is the key to survival in this cursed world.'''' Noah nodded in agreemt with his father''s wise words. While the spatial ring provided convice and a sse of security, it was not a foolproof solution in every situation. Life, just like dungeons, could throw unexpected challges at any momt. Noah understood the importance of adaptability and being prepared for any circumstance that might arise. He had witnessed firsthand the unpredictability of dungeons, where ev the most advanced tools and magical artifacts could be rdered useless. The spatial ring, with all its convices, could be inessible or unusable within the confines of certain dungeons. In such situations, one''s survival skills and adaptability would be the determining factors. Noah knew that the survival test he was undertaking was not solely about physical durance and gathering resources. It was a test of his ability to adapt, to think on his feet, and to navigate through unforese obstacles. It was about developing the resilice and problem-solving skills needed to ovee any challge that maye his way, whether it be within the confines of a dungeon or the twists and turns of life itself. As he continued his journey, Noah embraced the lessons his father had instilled in him. He remained op-minded and ready to face whatever challgesy ahead. He knew that true survival wt beyond theforts of a spatial ring and required abination of practical skills, mtal fortitude, and adaptability. With each step he took, Noah honed his survival instincts, cultivating a mindset that would serve him not only in this test but in the unpredictable journey of life. He understood that the real goal of the survival test was not just to survive, but to thrive in the face of adversity, emerging stronger and more capable with every experice. And so, with determination in his heart and a thirst for knowledge and growth, Noah pressed on, ready to face whatever trials and tribtions awaited him. He knew that by embracing adaptability and being prepared for any situation, he would not only conquer the survival test but alsoy the gwork for a sessful and fulfilling life beyond. Noah set up his campsite in a peaceful clearing, sured by tall trees and a gtle breeze rustling through the leaves. The eving sun cast a warm gold glow, creating a sere atmosphere. He wasted no time and began the process of skinning the horned boar, carefully removing its fur to be usedter as a nket. He had to prepare for any evtually after all. Chapter 40: First Night With each step he took, Noah honed his survival instincts, cultivating a mindset that would serve him not only in this test but in the unpredictable journey of life. He understood that the real goal of the survival test was not just to survive, but to thrive in the face of adversity, emerging stronger and more capable with every experice. And so, with determination in his heart and a thirst for knowledge and growth, Noah pressed on, ready to face whatever trials and tribtions awaited him. He knew that by embracing adaptability and being prepared for any situation, he would not only conquer the survival test but alsoy the gwork for a sessful and fulfilling life beyond. Noah set up his campsite in a peaceful clearing, sured by tall trees and a gtle breeze rustling through the leaves. The eving sun cast a warm gold glow, creating a sere atmosphere. He wasted no time and began the process of skinning the horned boar, carefully removing its fur to be usedter as a nket. He had to prepare for any evtually after all. Once the fur was separated, Noah meticulously drained the boar of its blood, suring that the meat would be preserved and free of any impurities. With the preparationsplete, he gathered firewood and built a campfire, its crackling mes casting aforting light and providing warmth as the eving grew colder. With the fire roaring, Noah ced the boar meat on a makeshift grill, allowing it to cook slowly over the op mes. The tantalizing aroma of sizzling meat filled the air, making his mouth water in anticipation. He knew that a well-cooked meal would not only satisfy his hunger but also replish his ergy for the challges thaty ahead. As the meat cooked, Noah took the time toy out the boar''s fur, carefully stretching and securing it to dry. He knew that the fur would serve as a valuable instion against the cold night, providing warmth andfort as he slept. With the meat slowly cooking and the fur drying, Noah took a momt to appreciate the beauty of nature suring him. The peacefulness of the wilderness,bined with the crackling fire and the smell of roasting meat, created a momt of tranquility amidst the harsh realities of survival. As nightfall approached, Noah savored the deliciously cooked boar meat, relishing in the vors and the nourishmt it provided. The warmth of the campfire and the softness of the dried boar fur embraced him, offering sce and protection against the chill of the night. With a satisfied stomach and a grateful heart, Noah settled into his camp, veloped in the coziness of the boar fur nket. As he drifted off to sleep, he felt a sse of aplishmt and peace, knowing that he had utilized every part of the horned boar, honoring its sacrifice and making the most of his surings. Tomorrow would bring new challges and advtures, but for now, Noah allowed himself to rest, knowing that he was well-prepared and capable of facing whatevery ahead. As the night veloped the forest on the ind where the survival test was being held, Noah huddled beath the crudely made cover he had erected. The chilling cold seeped through the air, sding shivers down his spine. The temperature was far colder than he had anticipated, but he was prepared. With foresight and resourcefulness, he had kept the boar''s fur, recognizing its value as instion against the harsh elemts. Noah carefully wrapped himself in the fur, creating a cocoon of warmth that shielded him from the biting cold. The fur, once a part of the horned boar that he had hunted and prepared, now provided a crucial barrier betwe him and the frigid night air. As he settled into his makeshift shelter, he felt a sse of gratitude for his ability to adapt and make use of the resources at hand. The night was long and challging, but Noah''s determination to survive and achieve his goal fueled his resilice. He understood that adaptability was the key to sess in this survival test, just as it was in life. Those who could adapt to changing circumstances, make the most of avable resources, and persevere in the face of adversity were the ones who would dure. As hey there, Noah reflected on the importance of adaptability not only in this test but in the broader con of life. Life was unpredictable, full of unexpected challges and obstacles. It required the ability to think on one''s feet, to adjust ns wh necessary, and to make the most of the resources avable. Noah''s goal in this survival test was not just to survive but to thrive. He had a reward to earn, a goal to achieve. And he was determined to do whatever it took to reach that goal. The cold night served as a reminder of the harsh realities of the test, but it also reinforced his resolve to adapt, ovee, and emerge victorious. As the night wore on, Noah''s body gradually warmed, cocooned in theforting embrace of the boar fur. The cold no longer disturbed him as it did at the beginning of the night. He had adapted, utilizing the fur to secure the warmth he needed to dure. With each passing hour, Noah''s determination grew stronger. He knew that the path ahead would be challging, filled with obstacles and unforese circumstances. But he was ready. He had embraced adaptability as a way of life, recognizing its significance in not only surviving but thriving. As the first night of the survival test drew to a close, Noah remained steadfast in his resolve. He would survive, he would adapt, and he would achieve his goal. With the morning sun on the horizon, he eagerly awaited the new day, ready to face whatever challges it may bring. Meanwhile, he couldn''t help but miss his father. ''''I wonder where my father is and what he is doing? Whatever is it I hope he will not be reckless. Well, I must worry about surviving and earning plty of gold coins. I''ll call himter.'''' Chapter 41: The Spear of Destruction In the midst of the wastnd, the man known as the Spear of Destruction, Logan, stood sured by a horde of macing monsters. Their grotesque forms and malicious intt did not faze him in the slightest. With his ck spear strapped to his back, he exuded an air of confidce and power. A smile yed on Logan''s lips as he faced the horde before him. The monsters, ranging from goblins to ogres, were formidable adversaries, with the strongest among them ev possessing a B rank. But to Logan, they were mere obstacles in his path, challges that he relished. Without a momt''s hesitation, Logan''s figure blurred, and the massacre began. His movemts were a blur of speed and precision as he unleashed his overwhelming strgth. His ck spear became an extsion of his body, striking with deadly uracy, severing limbs and spilling blood. The air filled with the sounds of battle cries, the sh of weapons, and the desperate shrieks of defeated monsters. Logan''s prowess was awe-inspiring. His skill and power were unmatched, allowing him to dispatch his foes with ease. The monsters, once confidt in their numbers, now trembled before the unstoppable force that stood before them. They were no match for the Spear of Destruction. As the battle raged on, Logan''s presce became a whirlwind of destruction. His movemts were calcted, his strikes precise, as he systematically eliminated each monster that dared to challge him. Blood stained the g, and the stch of death hung heavy in the air. Despite the gruesome sce, Logan remainedposed. His focus never wavered, and his determination burned brightly within him. He had faced countless battles and emerged victorious, earning his title as the Spear of Destruction. This wastnd, infested with monsters and demons, was just another stage for him to disy his unrivaled strgth. As thest of the monsters fell, silce descded upon the battlefield. Logan stood amidst the carnage, his breathing steady, and his ck spear stained with the blood of his emies. The once macing horde had be reduced to lifeless corpses. With a sse of satisfaction, Logan turned his gaze towards the horizon, his next destination already set in his mind. The wastnd was but a stepping stone on his path to greater challges and conquests. The Spear of Destruction would continue his reltless journey, leaving behind a trail of devastation in his wake. And so, with purpose in his stride and the weight of his title on his shoulders, Logan disappeared into the wastnd, ready to face whatever awaited him next. The legd of the Spear of Destruction would continue to grow, whispered among demons and monsters, a testamt to his indomitable spirit and his insatiable thirst for power. Well, it what he wanted to remind the world, like this he would draw their atttion from his son, giving him the time to grow. As Logan continued his leisurely walk through the wastnd, he suddly came face to face with a demon, a yer who had sold his soul to the dark side. The demon introduced himself as Cessera, a bishop in the Demon''s order, and expressed his delight at countering the rowned Spear of Destruction. ''''Wh I heard how everyone seems afraid of you I can''t understand. Allow me to understand and show them how wrong they are.'''' With a sinister smile, Cessera unsheathed his bastard sword, which immediately became gulfed in a repulsive purple me. Boom! The temperature in the vicinity rose sharply, creating an aura of malevolce. Logan calmly assessed Cessera, using his ke sses to determine the demon''s strgth. Based on his analysis, Cessera''s level was estimated to be a 55, nearing the Master rank. It was evidt that the Demon''s order was growing stronger, but such matters held little significance to Logan. Instead of relying on elemtal attacks, Logan decided to showcase his spear''s technique. With a fluid motion, bothbatants gaged in battle, their weapons shing with resounding force. Boom! Boom! Cessera quickly realized the vast differce in their skills and strgth, filling him with fear. However, it was already toote for him to escape his impding fate. Logan''s prowess and mastery of the spear overwhelmed Cessera with ease. With each strike, Cessera''s defse crumbled, and his fear intsified. Logan''s movemts were precise, calcted, and executed with deadly efficicy. The sh of their weapons echoed through the wastnd, a testamt to the power wielded by the Spear of Destruction. In a swift and decisive momt, Logan delivered the final blow, iming Cessera''s life. The bishop''s body fell to the g, lifeless and defeated. The battle had be brief but intse, leaving no doubt as to the victor. Logan stood over Cessera''s lifeless form, his expression unchanged. He had faced countless emies before, and this counter was no exception. The Spear of Destruction remained an unstoppable force, unyielding. With Cessera''s defeat, Logan continued his journey through the wastnd, his ck spear still stained with the blood of his adversaries. The counter with the bishop served as a reminder of the growing strgth and influce of the Demon''s order, but it only fueled Logan''s determination to surpass any challge thaty in his path. And so, with a rewed sse of purpose, Logan pressed forward, ready to face whatever awaited him next. The legd of the Spear of Destruction would continue to spread, whispered among both demons and yers alike, a symbol of awe and fear in equal measure. After a long and arduous journey, Logan reached his destination¡ªa foreboding ck door that marked the trance to a disaster rank dungeon. The air a it crackled with an unsettling ergy, but Logan remained undeterred. He took a momt topose himself, inhaling deeply to steady his resolve. With his ck spear held firmly in hand, Logan approached the door. The weapon seemed to resonate with the door''s dark aura, as if recognizing its purpose. With a determined expression, Logan inserted the spear into the keyhole, using it as a makeshift key. With a powerful push, the door creaked op, revealing the treacherous depths of the dungeon. Stepping inside, Logan was gulfed by an eerie darkness, the only source of light emanating from the faint glow of his spear. The dungeon was abyrinth of danger and mystery, filled with formidable monsters and deadly traps. But Logan had a purpose beyond mere conquest¡ªhe sought to grow stronger, not only for himself but also to find suitable armor for his son. The thought of his son fueled Logan''s determination. He knew that the path to bing a formidable yer was not an easy one, and he was willing to face any challge to protect and equip his child for him to unveil his full pottial and live longer. Every battle, every counter within the dungeon would be an opportunity to obtain powerful armor, suring his son''s safety and hancing his own strgth to look after him in ce of his dead wife. With each step, Logan remained vignt, his sses attuned to any sign of danger. The dungeon tested his skills, his durance, and his strategic thinking. But Logan was no stranger to adversity. He had faced countless trials before, emerging victorious and growing stronger with each counter. As the hours turned into days, Logan delved deeper into the dungeon. His ck spear cleaved through hordes of monsters, his movemts a blur of deadly precision. The battles were fierce, but Logan''s determination never wavered. He collected rare materials, sought out hidd treasures, and defeated powerful foes, all with the singr goal of obtaining the perfect armor for his son. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Logan stood before the final chamber of the dungeon. The air crackled with anticipation, and a formidable boss monster awaited him. With a deep breath, Logan steeled himself for the ultimate challge. The battle was intse, each strike resonating with the sh of wills. Logan''s ck spear danced through the air, his movemts honed to perfection. The boss monster fought with all its might, but Logan''s determination and skill surpassed ev the greatest of opponts. With a final, decisive blow, the monster fell, defeated. As the dust settled, Logan stood victorious, his body bathed in the glow of his triumph. He had not only grown stronger but also acquired a set of remarkable armor for his son. The journey through the cmity rank dungeon had tested his limits, but he had emerged triumphant. With his newfound strgth and the valuable armor in his possession, Logan exited the dungeon, the first part of his goals had be achieved, time to move onto the next one. A swing of his spear broke space and he stepped through the crack and disappeared. As soon as he leaves, a man appeared, one of the sev sin. The sin of sloth. ''''I wonder what his goal is?" He mused before vanishing in turn, going back but only after making sure he wasn''t being followed. ¡ã¡ã¡ã A/N: The Sev Executive of the Demon''s order: The sev sin, the demon lord is the strongest, the Sin of pride. Each sin has cardinal under them and every cardinal has a bishop under them and the bishop has priest andstly the priest have a disciple. There is also the believers, from believers you can rose to disciple''s level, th go higher as you perform well. This is how the demon''s organization is structured. Chapter 42: Beautiful Scenery As the first rays of sunlight peek through the dse canopy of trees, a beautiful morning unfolds in the forest after a cold night. The air is crisp and invigorating, carrying the sct of damp earth and pine needles. A gtle mist hovers above the g, adding an ethereal touch to the sce. The trees, adorned with a delicateyer of frost, glist like diamonds in the soft light. Sunbeams filter through the branches, casting a warm glow on the forest floor. The silce is brok by the melodious chorus of birdsong, as they wee the dawn with their chanting melodies. The forest awaks from its slumber, as squirrels scurry along tree trunks and deer cautiously emerge from their hiding ces. The sound of leaves crunching underfoot echoes through the tranquil woods, as animals and the studts started to explore the serity of this magical ce. The morning mist begins to dissipate, revealing a breathtaking tapestry of colors as flowers and ntse to life. Shades of gre, yellow, and purple intermingle, creating a vibrant disy of nature''s beauty. The forest is a symphony of tranquility, where every sound, every sct, and every sight harmonize to create a truly chanting morning experice. Lilith left her hiding ce and did a light morning exercise for half of an hour before going searching for ake, she soon found one. A beautifulke with a waterfall nestled in the heart of the mountains is a sight to behold. The crystal-clear waters of theke shimmer under the warm sunlight, reflecting the suring majestic peaks. As you approach theke, the rhythmic sound of cascading water grows louder, ticing you to explore further. The waterfall, gracefully descding from the towering cliffs above, creates a mesmerizing spectacle. Its powerful rush of water creates a misty veil that dances in the air, creating an ethereal atmosphere. The sound of the waterfall is soothing and melodic, harmonizing with the tranquil ambiance of theke. Suring theke are lush gre meadows adorned with vibrant wildflowers. The gtle breeze carries the sweet fragrance of blooming blossoms, adding to the ssory delight. The vibrant colors of the flowers contrast beautifully against the deep blue of theke and the gray of the rocky mountains. A wood bridge stretches across theke, inviting visitors to explore the chanting surings. Walking along the bridge, you can feel the refreshing spray of the waterfall kissing your face, rejuvating your spirit. The bridge offers a panoramic view of theke and the magnifict mountains, allowing you to immerse yourself in the breathtaking scery. As you vture closer to the waterfall, the sheer power and force of nature be evidt. The water crashes against the rocks, creating a symphony of sound and a mesmerizing disy of water droplets dancing in the air. The cool mist from the waterfall refreshes your skin, providing relief from the warmth of the sun. Theke itself is a hav for various species of wildlife. Colorful birds soar through the sky, their melodious songs echoing through the mountains. Fish swim gracefully beath the surface of the water, their silvery scales glimmering in the sunlight. If you''re lucky, you might ev catch a glimpse of a timid deer or a curious fox exploring the sere surings. In this picturesque setting, time seems to stand still. The tranquility and serity of theke and waterfall create a sse of peace and harmony, allowing you to escape from the hustle and bustle of daily life. Whether you choose to sit by the shore, dip your toes in the cool water, or simply bask in the beauty of nature, this beautifulke with a waterfall in the middle of the mountains is a true sanctuary for the soul. Lilith''s presce in the picturesque sce added an elemt of ssuality and allure. As the cool waters of theke embraced her bare skin, she felt a surge of exhration and freedom. The droplets from the waterfall caressed her body, tracing delicate paths across her wlessplexion. Her youthful figure, with its graceful curves and slder frame, seemed to harmonize effortlessly with the suring natural beauty. The water cascading down her body emphasized her ethereal beauty, hancing her captivating aura. Every movemt she made was like a dance, as if she were performing for the chanting symphony of nature. As Lilith immersed herself in the cleansing embrace of the waterfall, her anticipation for the future grew. She knew that her journey towards maturity would ultimately transform her into a mesmerizing force of nature. The water, symbolizing purity and rewal, seemed to nourish her spirit, preparing her for the remarkable transformation that awaited her. In this idyllic setting, Lilith''s vulnerability and strgth intertwined, creating a powerful presce that was impossible to ignore. The contrast betwe her youthful inne and the promise of her impding allure was captivating. It was as if time stood still, allowing her to savor the fleeting momts of youth while eagerly anticipating the blossoming of her true beauty. The beauty of the sce was not lost on those who happed to witness it. The harmony of nature, the cascading waterfall, and Lilith''s ethereal presce intertwined to create a tableau that evoked emotions and sparked the imagination. The sce seemed to be froz in time, a fleeting momt of pure chantmt that would forever linger in the memories of those fortunate ough to witness it. As she emerged from the embrace of the waterfall, her skin glisting with droplets of water, she felt a rewed sse of vitality and purpose. The experice had cleansed not only her body but also her spirit, leaving her feeling refreshed and ready to embrace her journey towards bing a deadly beauty worthy of that man whom she couldn''t stop thinking about rectly, she wondered how she could restore their previous rtionship, well it would be hard but not impossible, she was sure, after whatever she set her heart on achieving she always seed in achieving it. With a sse of anticipation and a newfound confidce, Lilith stepped out of theke, her body still adorned with the remnants of the waterfall''s embrace. As she dressed, she couldn''t help but feel a sse of gratitude for the breathtaking beauty that sured her. It was a momt that would forever be etched in her memory, a testamt to the power and allure of nature''s wonders. And so, Lilith continued her path, knowing that one day she would fully embody the deadly beauty that awaited her. But for now, she would cherish the memory of that picturesque sce, the sereke, and the cascading waterfall that had cleansed her body and ignited her spirit. Although, unable to properly express her emotions she still could joy beautiful things. Well, time to hunt, she had to stay at the top after all. Her burningpetitivess was ignited and she was certain Noah got the same role as her, call it woman''s intuition if you want. She had to put a good distance betwe them. It would be fun to exchange blow if it possible. The second day of the survival test had truly begin. Lilith as if carried by fate moved to a certain direction and it happed to be in Noah''s direction. Chapter 43: Versus Lilith Noah could feel the tsion in the air as he stood face to face with Lilith. Her presce alone made him shiver, a mix of fear and uncertainty coursing through his veins. He knew that this counter would be differt from their childhood fights. Lilith had awaked her strgth and be a formidable oppont. As Noah tighted his grip on his wood sword, he couldn''t help but feel a sse of dread. He knew deep down that the oue of this fight was not in his favor. The system''s mission had hinted at his inevitable defeat, and now he understood why. Lilith''s amber eyes bore into him, devoid of any emotion. It was as if she had be apletely differt person, her strgth radiating from every pore. Noah could feel the weight of the challge ahead, but he was determined to give it his all. With a swift movemt, Lilith raised her wood sword, signaling the start of their battle. Noah flinched, a phantom blow already stinging his cheek. Where was she? He spun, de whipping a, catching only air. A gust of wind ruffled his hair, and a glint of amber shed behind him. He barely parried, the wood hilt jarring his hands. Lilith, a blur of speed and precision, rained blows upon him. Each block st shudders through his arms, each near miss whispered of defeat. Her sword, imbued with the ethereal glow of her awaked ss, carved through the air with chilling grace. Noah, fueled by desperation, retaliated with wild swings, each one easily deflected. He was a storm against a mountain, fury against ice. Panic threated to consume him, but a spark of defiance ignited in his chest. He remembered the trials, the lessons learned, the will to survive honed by hardship. He wouldn''t surrder, not to Lilith, not to fate. With a growl, Noah shifted his stance. He wouldn''t match her speed, so he wouldn''t try. He focused on anticipation, on reading the flow of her attacks. He became a wall, a storm cloud gathering power. The next blow came, a feint to his left followed by a brutal sh to his right. He saw iting, a flicker in her eyes, and met it head-on. Wood splintered, the sh echoing through the silt ara. The force st them both reeling, Noah''s heart hammering against his ribs. He didn''t break eye contact, a feral grin spreading across his face. He wasn''t just defding now; he was hunting. He pressed the attack, his movemts sharp and controlled. Lilith, surprised by his sudd shift, faltered. He exploited every oping, every misstep. The forest became a dance of shing wood and desperate parries, the air thick with the sct of sweat and splintered wood. The final blow came as a surprise, not to Noah, but to Lilith. He didn''t go for a powerful swing, but a deceptive thrust. The tip of his sword, honed to a sharp point on a nearby rock, found its mark ¨C toward her armpit. A gasp escaped her lips, the first emotion he''d se on her face since the fight began. He didn''t hesitate. He followed through, disarming her with a swift kick. Her sword ttered to the g, the ethereal glow fading into darkness. Lilith stared at him, disbelief etched on her features. Noah lowered his own sword, panting, his body screaming in protest. He had won, against all odds, against his own fear. He had survived. A slow smile spread across his face, mirroring the one he saw forming on Lilith''s. It wasn''t a smile of defeat, but of grudging respect, of the thrill of a worthy oppont. They had pushed each other to their limits, and in doing so, discovered a strgth they never knew they possessed. The forest fell silt, the only sound the ragged breaths of two yers, united by the shared experice of a brutal, unforgettable fight, well that how should have be but Lilith shattered it by the following stce. ''''Wow! Noah you''ve made a great progress. I wasn''t expecting to lose.'''' She sounded guine ev with theck of expression but Noah felt chill run down his spine for some reason. He had an ominous foreboding and it came true. ''''Well, let''s go all out this time.'''' Lilith dered as she picked up her wood sword. ''''Fuck!" Noah swore. Noah gulped, his heart pounding as he too took up his wood sword. He was a skilled swordsman, but he was no match for Lilith''s magic. The air a them grew heavy, filled with a palpable tsion that made Noah''s skin crawl. He had to stay calm, he reminded himself, he had to keep his focus. ''''Wind be the force that sharp my de.'''' Lilith quickly chanted. A soft glow veloped Lilith''s sword, the soft hum of magic filling the silce. Noah could feel the raw power emanating from her, a power that was both terrifying and awe-inspiring. He immediately d his wood sword with a mana, making it more sturdy, maybe if he yed his cards right he might''ve the chance tounch his basic sword skill''s ability. Noah gulped as they both moved at an extreme speed. The first sh of their swords st a shockwave through the ara, dust and debris flying in every direction. Noah was pushed back, his feet sliding on the g. Lilith was reltless, her attacks swift and powerful. Each swing of her sword was apanied by a surge of magic, a force that Noah could barely withstand. Despite the odds, Noah didn''t back down. He dodged and parried, his skills in the sword allowing him to stay on his feet. He knew he couldn''t win through strgth alone, he had to outsmart Lilith. In a desperate manoeuvre, he feigned a stumble, tricking Lilith into lowering her guard. Using this opportunity, he rushed forward, aiming a blow at her side to unleash his special skill. But Lilith was quick, her magic shield appearing at thest second, blocking his attack. Noah was thrown back, his sword flying from his hand. Hended on his back, the wind knocked out of him. Lilith stood over him, her sword pointed at his throat. The match was over. Despite the loss, Noah couldn''t help but smile. He had giv it his all, he had fought bravely. "Lilith," he wheezed, "you''re too strong." Lilith lowered her wood sword, the glow fading away. She extded a hand to help him up, her rare smile returning. "And you, Noah," she said, "are too stubborn." They both shared augh, the tsion from the match dissipating. Wh suddly, Noah asked. ''''What are you going to do now?'''' Lilith whose face had became expressionless again said inly. ''''Nothing, I''m a viin like you but considering I''ve lost in the first exchange, let''s call it draw. I''ll be going, you better hurry or you won''t be able to catch. There is only one day left after all.'''' Leaving those words behind Lilith disappeared like a phantom but only after adding. ''''I''m sorry back th I''ve my reason for leaving without saying anything. Let''s talkter.'''' ''''Eh?" Noah was rooted on the spot, having not expected Lilith known for not expressing herself well to apologize. He felt something wasn''t right but nevertheless hearing this apology, ev if she didn''t said it face to face and it felt like she was reading a letter, it was still an apology theless, she took the first step and he wouldn''t be a man if he kept being stubborn especially wh remembering what his father said that night he first got his room. ''''Sure, why not.'''' Noah responded feeling somehow lightheaded. It was the first time towards reconciliation. Meanwhile, a few meters from Noah''s currt location, Lilith stood, she clched her first upon hearing Noah''s positive response. Unknowingly, the corner of her mouth rose. "Yes, I did like those two taught me." she mumbled, her icy demeanor softing just a tad, a spark of warmth in her usually cold eyes. She was able to express herself thanks to Francesca and Ilya''s help. Chapter 44: Wind Boots Noah, who had found himself alone, still couldn''t shake off the feeling that everything that had transpired was nothing but a figmt of his imagination, maybe because he waspletely exhausted. However, as soon as he caught wind of the system''s notification, a surge of ergy coursed through his veins, jolting him awake. A smile crept across his face, dispelling any lingering doubts and he felt invigorated all of sudd. [Ding! Congrattions on sessfullypleting the mission. Mission: Survive the next counter - Cleared ? Hidd Stage: (Do not sumb to disgrace) - Cleared ? Calcting rewards..... Ding! Rewards are now being granted: 000 gold coins and an acquired item (Wind Boots)]. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Apprtice Level 3 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 5 Strgth: 0 Intelligce: 7 Dexterity: 34 (+) Luck: 6 Stat Points: Coins: 360G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presce Detection} {Master of Weapons} Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strgth},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Noah level was still at 3 as he hadn''t killed any monsters yet, the wild boar was not a monster. Thank to the+ dexterity points earned through his duel with Aid his dexterity increased to 36. He put the two skill points onto his INT stat to help him in his future deavors. Without wasting a momt after a brief disy and fiddling with his stats, Noah essed his invtory to inspect his new Wind Boots. A pair of sleek, ck boots appeared in his hands, shimmering with a faint blue aura. [Wind Boots Category: Shoes Grade: Rare Defse: 5 Effect: Agility +5 Durability: 50/50 Usage Restriction: Trainee rank or higher] He marveled at their craftsmanship and tested their weight, noting how surprisingly light they were. These boots were clearly chanted, promising hanced speed and agility. With these his dexterity would increase by 5, passing the threshold of 40 mark. With a grin, Noah wasted no time in equipping the Wind Boots. The momt they touched his feet, a surge of wind ergy veloped him, causing his body to feel lighter and more flexible. The tiredness that had be weighing him down a momt ago melted away, reced by a newfound vigor. Noah wasted no time in testing out his new boots. He sprinted forward, his footsteps barely making a sound as he effortlessly glided across the forest floor. The wind whistled past his ears, his mind fully focused on the exhration of his newfound speed. After ying with his new boots, Noah stopped satisfied. ''''Let''s go take a bath before eating and th I''ll start grinding some exp.'''' Noah''s decision to take a bath before eating and focusing on grinding for experice points was a wee break after his exhrating run with the Wind Boots. As he walked in the direction of theke, he could feel the gtle breeze carrying the sct of water and fresh vegetation towards him. The promise of a refreshing dip in the cool waters filled him with anticipation. Arriving at the edge of theke, Noah took a momt to appreciate the sere beauty of the natural setting. The water shimmered in the soft light of the setting sun, inviting him to immerse himself in its calming embrace. With a sse of tranquility washing over him, he quickly undressed and waded into the clear, cool water. As Noah submerged himself, the water veloped him in a soothing embrace, washing away the sweat and fatigue of his advtures. He closed his eyes and let himself float, feeling weightless and free in the gtle currts. ''''I love this feeling. I can never get tired of this.'''' Noah mumbled, recalling the numerous training he did with his father in various vironmt. He gtly shook his head and continued to joy the momt. The sound of the wind rustling through the trees and the distant calls of birds created a symphony of nature that sured him in peace. After a rxing soak in theke, Noah emerged feeling rejuvated and ready to tackle his next challge. With a rewed sse of ergy and purpose, he made his way back to shore, his mind already focused on the uing grind for experice points. The wind continued to whisper a him, a constant reminder of the power and beauty of the natural world that he now felt more connected to than ever before. After the refreshing bath in theke, Noah''s stomach rumbled with hunger, reminding him that it was time for breakfast. He reached into his bag and pulled out the remaining sandwich he left from their survival ratio, he added a slice of the wild boar meat. The aroma of the sandwich filled the air, making his mouth water with anticipation. Without hesitation, Noah devoured the sandwich, savoring every bite of the simple yet satisfying meal. Thebination of vors ¨C the fresh bread, the savory fillings, and the hint of herbs and spices ¨C was a delightful treat after his advtures in the forest and the rejuvating bath in theke. As he ate, Noah reflected on the evts of the day so far ¨C the fight with Lilith, the rewards gott, the thrill of running with the Wind Boots, added the peaceful momts by theke, and now theforting satisfaction of a good breakfast. Each experice had added ayer of richness to his day, reminding him of the joys that could be found in the simplest of momts. With his hunger satisfied and his ergy replished, Noah felt ready to tackle whatever challgesy ahead. As he cleaned up the remnants of his meal and prepared to continue his journey. He must start grinding for some experice points to increase his level. He had to keep pushing ahead, he may have a head start but if he doesn''t continue working hard, the others would catch up and surpass him. Well, in terms of level he believes he was ahead of the others, as for points he was well aware that Lilith had surpassed him by arge margin. Therefore he had to work hard. One must know that every studt is awarded 5 points before the survival test, each day of survival will see an increase in point. Meaning, plus five points if you survive one day. Having survived the first day, Noah had now 0 points, his original 5pts plus the points (double points) earned by beating Aid. 0pts can be considered a lot only if there wasn''t a abnormality known as Lilith. Currtly, she had 50pts, a differce of 30pts, it wouldn''t be easy for Noah to catch up and surpass her. Chapter 45: Grinding Before the survival test, each studt is granted 5 points. With each passing day of survival, the points increase. Surviving a day adds five more points. Noah, having conquered the first day, now boasted 0 points ¨C his initial 5 points, plus the points he earned by triumphing over Aid in a double-point victory. While 0 points may seem significant, the anomaly named Lilith possessed a staggering 50 points, leaving Noah trailing by 30 points. Despite the challge of catching up and surpassing her, Noah was resolute in his determination. It wasn''t just about avoiding defeat; the real motivationy in the rewards awaiting him at the d. He had to seed. The smart bracelets would begin updating the rankings starting tomorrow, strategically chos for wh the studts had umted ough points by the third day. Earning points was straightforward ¨C survive or y monsters. However, only regr studts could earn points throughbat; criminals resorted to plundering. This exined why Noah dyed eliminating Aid immediately. Fueled by the desire for revge, he nned to umte points swiftly while preparing for the ultimate showdown. Noah''s goal was clear ¨C not only to defeat Aid but to ruthlessly strip him of his hard-earned points. "Ah! This is going to be quite the spectacle," Noah mused. The ind''s vastness surpassed all expectations, divided into numerous zones. Noah and hispanions resided in the outer zone, known for its rtive safety. While one could opt to remain sheltered there until the survival test concluded, the opportunity for point umtion was limited. To amass points by ying monsters, one had to vture into the more perilous inner zones where the risks were higher but the rewards doubled. Rumors spoke of a desert within the ind inhabited by fearsome monsters, offering swift advancemt and a substantial -point reward for surviving a day. The perils of the desert zone were not to be underestimated, yet Noah harbored a desire to explore it. However, he nned to bide his time and first progress through the next zone to bolster his skills. His strategy involved grinding to hance his level before confronting Aid the following day. Only th did he intd to delve deeper, braving the treacherous desert zone. Curious about how the studts can ovee the monsters in the other zones without weapons? The solution is rather straightforward. In the uing zones, weapons are randomly dropped by drones, providing the necessary tools forbat. Noah ran toward the next zone at fast speed, he appeared in another forest but this one was more sinister. The trees loomed overhead, casting eerie shadows on the forest floor. Noah could hear the rustling of leaves and the distant howls of unse creatures. As he cautiously navigated through the dse foliage, he knew that he had to rely on more than just his speed to survive in this dangerous new zone. Suddly, a drone appeared overhead, its mechanical whirring cutting through the silce of the forest. Noah''s eyes wided as he watched a weapon drop from the drone,nding at his feet with a metallic tter. With a sse of determination, Noah picked up the weapon and felt its weight in his hands. Armed with this newfound tool, Noah knew that he had a fighting chance against whatever lurked in the shadows of the sinister forest. Gripping the weapon tightly, he steeled himself for the challges thaty ahead, ready to face the monsters with courage and resolve. [Ding! Kill as many Kobolds you can. Duration: 5 hours Rewards: Random stat increase and Exp booster.] At the start of the experice grinding session, a resounding voice from the system announced its presce. While the absce of a gold coin reward was a letdown, the system''s offerings were still intriguing. In addition to the asional stat boost, Noah found himself captivated by the Exp Booster. Recalling its hefty price of 000 gold coins in the system''s store and its brief one-hour duration, Noah understood its value. True to its name, the Exp Booster had the power to double the experice gained from ying monsters, making it a valuable asset for him so he did regret the rewards proposed. Kobolds were aggressive, insr, yet industrious small humanoid creatures. They were noted for their skill at building traps and preparing ambushes, and mining. Their height is no differt from goblin, they are red skinned monsters. Monsters a graded from the lowest rank to the highest. E to SSS, disaster ss. Goblins are considered E rank monsters while Kobolds, D rank. ''''It is time to start the hunt. Time to grind.'''' Noah swung the long sword in his hand before moving forward, he was heading toward the first monster he detected through his Presce Detection skill. It was a Kobold. The creature let out a guttural growl, its eyes narrowing as it prepared to lunge at Noah with its crude weapon. Noah braced himself, his grip tighting on the hilt of his sword as he prepared to face the fierce Kobold in battle. Noah took a step closer, ready to gage inbat. Noah took a step closer, ready to gage inbat. The Kobold''s stch filled his nostrils, a mix of dirt, sweat, and the metallic tang of blood. As the creature raised its weapon, Noah could see the determination in its eyes, a primal instinct driving it to attack. With a swift movemt, Noah dodged the Kobold''s initial strike, feeling the rush of adraline coursing through his veins. He countered with a powerful sh of his sword, aiming for the creature''s exposed nk. The Kobold let out a screech of pain as the de made contact, drawing blood. The battle intsified as the Kobold fought back with ferocity, its movemts quick and agile. Noah''s eyes focused, anticipating the creature''s next move. With each sh of metal against metal, Noah felt the weight of the fight pressing down on him. As the dust settled and the echoes of battle faded, Noah stood victorious, the fight was not too hard he had thought. The Koboldy defeated at his feet, a testamt to his skill and determination. Noah wiped the sweat from his brow, knowing that more awaits him, kobolds are truly difficult one still he wouldn''t waver and kill as many as he could. [+% Experice points] Chapter 46: Versus the Kobolds 1 As the dust settled and the echoes of battle faded, Noah stood victorious, the fight was not too hard he had thought. The Koboldy defeated at his feet, a testamt to his skill and determination. Noah wiped the sweat from his brow, knowing that more awaits him, kobolds are truly difficult one still he wouldn''t waver and kill as many as he could. [+% Experice points] This notification demonstrated why Kobold are ranked higher than goblin. Suddly, Noah''s Presce detection felt the presce of emies, they''re fast not giving him any time to prepare. Four shadows surged from the undergrowth, four kobolds snarling and brandishing crude axes. Panic wed at Noah''s throat, four against one were bad odds, especially with his adraline waning. But fear wouldn''t save him. He needed to think, to strategize. Swoosh! Spotting a fall tree trunk, he used it as cover, rolling beath its rough bark just as a rusty axe whistled past his ear. He emerged on the other side, sword shing in a practiced parry, deflecting another blow. The kobold before him, teeth bared, gaped in surprise, leaving his nk exposed. Noah seized the opportunity, lunging forward with a quick jab to the chest. Pu! The kobold crumpled, whimpering. But the victory was short-lived. The remaining three descded upon him with rewed ferocity. He danced betwe them, their clumsy swings barely catching him. He used their bulk against them, tripping one with a deft footwork, using the fall kobold as a shield against another''s attack. But the third, a hulking brute with a spiked club, was reltless. His club mmed down, shattering the wood Noah used as a shield. Painnced up his arm as the splinters dug in. Noah stumbled back, cornered against the tree trunk. He was outnumbered, injured, and his de felt heavy in his hand. Despair threated to gulf him. But th, he remembered the fall kobold at his feet. A glint of metal caught his eye - a discarded dagger. With a surge of desperate hope, he snatched it up. Now, armed with two des, he became a whirlwind of steel. He parried, dodged, and countered, the dagger a viper striking at exposed throats and limbs. The tide turned. One kobold wt down, th another, their surprised yelps echoing in the clearing. The final kobold, the brute with the club, remained. He was raged, his face contorted in a mask of fury. They circled each other, wary and wounded. The air crackled with tsion. Th, the brute charged, his club swinging down like a pdulum. Noah met him head-on. He couldn''t parry the blow, it was too strong. He ducked, rolling to the side, and the club mmed harmlessly into the g. The brute stumbled, momtarily off-bnce. Noah saw his chance. He lunged with both des, the sword aimed for the chest, the dagger for the throat. Pu! The des met flesh and bone. The brute roared in pain, but Noah held firm, pushing his weight into the attack. Gurgle! The brute crumpled, gurgling, his lifeblood staining the forest floor. Noah stood panting, his body screaming in protest. He had won, but the victory tasted bitter. He was battered, bruised, and the adraline had drained, leaving him trembling. He looked at the carnage a him, the grim reminder of his fight for survival. He knew this was just the beginning. He had to keep moving, td to his wounds. But for now, he allowed himself a momt of rest, leaning against the weathered tree trunk, the silce brok only by his ragged breaths and the chirping of distant birds. He had survived, and that was all that mattered. For now. [+40% Experice Points] The system''s voice rang out, announcing an increase of his currt experice point by 40%. Five more and he would level up. This system is sure handy. Atst, the realization dawned on him as to why the system hadn''t assigned a specific number of kobolds to eliminate, but rather couraged him to eradicate as many as possible. It was a clever ploy crafted gradually to assist him, suring that his well-being remained the top priority. Curiosity flickered about how his mother could have devised such a mechanism, yet he pushed aside the thought for now; tding to his injury and leaving this ce took precedce. Luckily, his modest expertise in herbal remedies allowed him to swiftly seek out the necessary ingredits to heal his wound. Noah''s modest expertise in herbal remedies allowed him to swiftly seek out the necessary ingredits to heal his wound. He carefully gathered fresh aloe vera leaves, known for their soothing and healing properties. With skillful hands, he extracted the gel from the leaves and applied it to his wound, feeling the immediate relief as the cool gel seeped into his skin. Noah also brewed a concoction of chamomile andvder, known for their anti-inmmatory and calming effects, to help speed up the healing process. As he tded to his wound, Noah felt grateful for his knowledge of natural remedies and the healing power of nature. After he was done tding to his wound, Noah quickly left the area but not before digging out the magic stone inside the kobolds. Luckily, he found three of them, a rare and valuable discovery. He knew he was fortunate this time, as these magic stones could fetch a significant amount of credit points at the academy. The sun hung high in the sky, the sunlight sshing on the leaves of the trees in the forest. Noah, relying on his ke Presce Detection skill, set out to search for the kobolds despite his injury. While the wound still caused him difort, it did not incapacitate him, and his determination to find the creatures remained strong. With a focused mind and a watchful eye, Noah carefully navigated the area, using his heighted sses to detect any signs of the kobolds'' presce. After a thorough search, Noah''s efforts paid off as he finally spotted the kobolds lurking in the shadows. Despite his injury, Noah steeled himself for the uing confrontation, knowing that he was still capable of putting up a fight. With a strategic n in mind, Noah prepared to gage the kobolds, killing as many he could. Chapter 47: Versus the Kobolds 2 After a thorough search, Noah''s efforts paid off as he finally spotted the kobolds lurking inside a cavern. Despite his injury, Noah steeled himself for the uing confrontation, knowing that he was still capable of putting up a fight. With a strategic n in mind, Noah prepared to gage the kobolds, killing as many he could. He matched in after being certain there wasn''t any traps. The weight of his trusted sword and the familiar grip of his worn dagger brought a sse of ease to Noah, yet the persistt pain in his side refused to relt. Three kobolds, their eyes gleaming malevoltly in the torchlight like fiery embers, stood before him. This time, Noah wouldn''t charge in recklessly like a berserker. His strgthy in cunning, not brute force. A n took shape in his mind. With a primal growl that reverberated through the cavern, he challged the kobolds. Momtarily disorited, the creatures flinched. Seizing the opportunity, Noah hurled a pebble high to his left, diverting the atttion of the scout as he emerged from the shadows. His silver sword gleamed as it arced towards the scout''s shoulder, only to be deflected by a shield with a resounding ng. ngs! The kobold stumbled back in surprise, while itsrgerpanions roared and charged. Swoosh! As a crude axe descded towards Noah''s head, he swiftly evaded the strike, feeling the breeze of its passing. The leaner kobold with a curved scimitar targeted his injured side, igniting a surge of pain. Gritting his teeth, Noah rolled forward, sweeping the legs from under the axe-wielding kobold, sding it crashing to the g with a bellow of astonishmt. With two foes remaining, Noah weaved betwe their attacks, his movemts fluid despite the throbbing ache. Parrying an axe swing, he jabbed the other kobold''s arm with his dagger, eliciting a yelp of pain. ''''Guh!" Aware that time was against him, Noah scanned his surings. Spotting a cluster of precarious stctites above, an idea sparked in his mind. Feigning retreat, he lured the kobolds away from the stctites before making a sudd dash towards the rock formation. Confusion clouded the creatures as they tried to keep up with his unpredictable movemts. Summoning hisst reserves of strgth, Noah leaped, grabbing hold of a stctite''s edge. Using his momtum, he swung above the kobolds, narrowly evading their snapping jaws. Hanging perilously, Noah gazed down at the snarling beasts below. It was now or never. Channeling his will, he used all of his strgth,manding the stctites to break free. CRACK! A thunderous crack reverberated as the stctites plummeted towards the kobolds, crushing them under a cascade of stone. Boom! An explosion followed by a shockwave before silce descded upon the cavern. As Noah lowered himself, trembling from exertion and relief, he leaned against the rock formation, his breath shallow and vision blurred. He had emerged victorious, albeit wounded. Yet, his triumph was short-lived. ''''Graa!" A guttural growl shattered the stillness as the injured scout emerged from the rubble, eyes aze with fury and pain. Summoning hisst reserves of ergy, Noah readied his sword, refusing to yield. The final battle awaited¡ªa wounded warrior against a wounded foe¡ªbecause sometimes survival demanded not just wit and courage, but the unyielding will to fight until the very d. In the depths of Noah''s mind, a crimson haze clouded his vision, the borders tainted with the seeping agony that pierced his sses. The scout, a brok and bloodied figure, staggered nearer, its guttural growls a harsh echo of its own suffering. Every fiber of Noah''s essce yearned for respite, for surrder, yet the primal instinct to survive surged like a reltless tide. With a trembling hand, he raised his sword, the familiar weight anchoring him amidst the quiver that threated to betray his resolve. The scout charged, a whirlwind of snarls and sharp ws. Noah met the onught with a desperate defse, the sh of metal reverberating through his already pulsating wound. Pain red, but he pushed it aside, honing in on the intricate dance of protection and retaliation. His movemts were sluggish, driv by sheer determination rather than finesse. Each block left him breathless, each strike fueled by the stark realization that this could be his final stand. Exploiting the scout''s weaknesses, he targeted its injured limb with feints and thrusts, destabilizing its stance. Still, the creature persisted, its fury fueled by an unyielding will to survive. ng! ng! The cavern resonated with the sh of des and primal snarls. Dust swirled a them, veiling the skirmish in a gritty shroud. Sweat and blood mingled on Noah''s brow, his vision fading further. Just as despair threated to gulf him, a glimmer of opportunity prested itself. Blinded by rage, the kobold''s scout lunged forward, leaving its nk vulnerable. With a surge of adraline that ev surprised himself, Noah lunged as well, his de a sh of silver. The steel met bone and sinew, the scout''s cry silced in a choked gasp. It crumpled to the g, still and defeated. A hush fell, brok only by Noah''s ragged breaths. Standing amidst the aftermath, his sword dripping crimson, he gazed at the fall adversary. The taste of victory was bitter, tainted by the strife, the anguish, the immint defeat. Yet, he had dured. He had fought until the final momt, drawing upon every ounce of wit, valor, and unwavering determination. Lowering his sword slowly, a wave of weariness washed over him. His legs gave way, and he sank to his knees, the chill of the stone a soothing balm against his fevered skin. The battle had be won, but its toll was etched upon his flesh and spirit. Nevertheless, amidst the ache and weariness, a spark of defiance flickered within him. He had stared death in the eye and emerged triumphant, a me that would guide him through the shadows that loomed ahead. [+30% Experice Point] Noah wasn''t in the mood to celebrate this, he leaned against the rock formation and breathed in and out repeatedly. He did this for five minutes, his heartbeat decreased and the exhaustion threated to knock him unconscious but he couldn''t allow this. Still a quick rest would not be bad. Chapter 48: Rest Noah wasn''t in the mood to celebrate this, he leaned against the rock formation and breathed in and out repeatedly. He did this for five minutes, his heartbeat decreased and the exhaustion threated to knock him unconscious but he couldn''t allow this. Still, a quick rest would not be bad. As he closed his eyes for a momt, the sound of rushing water nearby caught his atttion. Curiosity piqued, he stood up slowly and made his way towards the sound, eager to discover its source. The cool breeze that apanied the sound refreshed him, making him feel more alive than he had in days. Noah''s determination to find the source of the water grew stronger with each step he took, his fatigue momtarily forgott in the face of this new mystery. Noah stumbled towards the small pond in the middle of the cavern, the promise of cool water a beacon in his haze of exhaustion. Every step st waves of pain crashing through his side, the adraline fading just ough to let the full brunt of the fight hit him. Reaching the shore, he dropped to his knees, gasping. He cupped his hands, scooping the clear water to his lips. It tasted faintly sweet, a life-giving nectar that revived him on a cellr level. He drank deeply, washing away the grit and grime of battle. Each gulp was a tiny victory, a defiance against the fatigue gnawing at him. With rewed strgth, he dipped his hands again, filling his cupped palms. Gtly, he began to clean his wounds. The cool water stung against the torn flesh, but it was a weed sting, washing away the grime and blood, offering a sse of cleansing both physical and mtal. The water mirrored the setting sun, turning crimson as it flowed over his injured side. The reflection wasn''t just of blood, but of his own determination, the unyielding will that had carried him through the fight. He traced the line of the wound, wincing but not flinching. It was a reminder, a scar he would carry, but also a badge of honor, a testamt to his survival. As Noah emerged from the dark depths of the cavern, he felt a wave of relief wash over him. The fresh air filled his lungs, rejuvating his weary body. He took a momt to catch his breath and gather his thoughts before turning his atttion to the task at hand. Remembering the magical stones he had obtained from the kobolds, Noah reached into his pack and retrieved them. Each stone shimmered with an otherworldly glow, radiating a faint aura of power. He carefully examined them, curious about their properties and the pottial they held. After securing the magical stones, Noah set out to find the medicinal herbs he needed to td to his injuries and boost his stamina. He scanned the suring area, his eyes ke for any signs of the healing nts he sought. With a trained eye, he idtified the herbs he needed and carefully harvested them, grateful for the bounty that nature provided. Once he had gathered the necessary herbs, Noah set to work. He applied the healing salve made from the herbs to his wounds, feeling the soothing effects as the natural remedies worked their magic. With each application, his injuries began to heal, and his strgth returned. Feeling invigorated by the medicinal herbs and the power of the magical stones, Noah prepared to continue his journey but he had to rest ev if it was only for a few minutes. Noah scanned his surings, searching for a suitable spot to rest and rejuvate before continuing his journey. In the distance, he spotted a cluster of trees with a soft bed of moss beath them, offering afortable and secluded spot to take a brief nap. With a sse of relief, Noah made his way to the shaded grove and settled himself on the mossy g. The gtle rustling of leaves and the chirping of birds overhead provided a soothing backdrop as he closed his eyes and allowed himself to rx. As he drifted off into a peaceful slumber, Noah''s mind drifted to the fights. He was constantly reying them to find out the most effective way to fight next time. Thanks to the Wind Boots his speed didn''t fall behind his emy. Still, he wished to increase his rank to get another exclusive skill, the seal of Death wasn''t that useful, maybe he hadn''t found the right use for it. More test was needed. He stopped thinking about those things to truly rest. Meanwhile, the magical stones nestled safely in his backpack and the healing herbs working their magic on his body filled him with a sse of confidce and strgth. After 30 minutes of rest, Noah stirred from his nap he didn''t need any rm because his biological rm was working wonder. After this quick nap he was feeling refreshed and ready to continue his journey. With a rewed sse of ergy and determination, he rose to his feet, his mind focused on the path ahead and the mysteries that awaited him in the world beyond. With a deep breath, he set off once again, prepared to face whatever challges came his way, he was back to his feet, notpletely healed but ough to keep up. He was on the hunt for his next target. In order to shake off the exhaustion that had built up, he needed to swiftly advance to the next level. Although leveling up wouldn''t provide a full recovery, it could effectively cleanse away his weariness in addition to tding to his wounds, albeit only partially. Speaking of leveling up, Noah could not help but to be curious about the others progress, he wondered if one of them had catched up and maybe surpassed him. Because of this ce vastness, it was easy to counter others or maybe he was that unlucky, well it doesn''t matter because his currt goal was to increase his level quickly. To prepare for what wasing. Before leaving Noah checked his weapons, they''re truly worn out, meaning their durability have greatly decreased. He didn''t need an appraisal skill to know this. ''Well, I''ll buy er. For now let''s move on.'' Chapter 49: Level 15 Noah savored the remaining cookies in his backpack, knowing that he couldn''t replish them easily due to the ongoing survival test. Every bite became a precious momt, as he carefully rationed his cookies to sure they wouldst him for as long as possible. It was a reminder of the challges he faced and the need to adapt to the scarcity of resources in this unforgiving vironmt. As he finished thest cookie, Noah sighed and repacked his backpack. He couldn''t dwell on theck of cookies for too long; he had to focus on the task at hand. With determination in his step, he slung his backpack over his shoulders and continued on his journey. Noah knew that replishing his sugar supply was esstial. Sugar not only provided a much-needed ergy boost but also acted as a morale booster during the difficult times. It was a small indulgce that brought a sse offort in the midst of uncertainty. As he walked through the gloomy forest, his mind wandered back to his worn-out weapons. He couldn''t shake off the thought of their decreased durability. Each swing or strike could pottially be theirst, and he had to be cautious in conserving their remaining strgth. He had to search for a better weapon. The survival test had pushed Noah to his limits, both physically and mtally. He had countered numerous challges and faced formidable opponts along the way. But he refused to let the dwindling state of his weapons or the scarcity of cookies damp his spirit. He was determined to ovee every obstacle and emerge victorious. With his focus rewed, Noah quicked his pace, eager to level up. More than three hours have passed since the beginning of the system''s mission. He had to kill as much as he could. Swoosh! Noah could feel the crackling ergy in the air as he activated his Wind Boots. A powerful gust of wind veloped him, propelling him forward at an incredible speed. The world a him blurred as he raced towards his unsuspecting targets. With his heighted sses, courtesy of Presce Detection, he could vividly picture the Kobolds milling about,pletely unaware of the impding danger. In one swift motion, Noah flicked his wrist, unleashing his first attack. Fswosh! The dagger soared through the air with inhuman speed, finding its mark in the neck of the furthest Kobold. Pu! The creature crumpled to the g, its cries abruptly silced. The remaining Kobolds turned in shock, their beady eyes widing as they witnessed the fate of theirrade. But Noah wasn''t finished. He became a whirlwind of fury and precision. His silver longsword, sharped to perfection, cut through the second Kobold''s feeble armor effortlessly, leaving a deep gash across its chest. ''''Griiiii!" The creature howled in agony, its ws iling in a futile attempt to defd itself. Thest Kobold, either brave or foolish, charged at Noah with a crude spear. But Noah anticipated the move with the grace of a dancer. Shifting his weight, he dodged the clumsy attack, his sword meeting the spear in mid-air with a shattering ng. The force of the impact st the Kobold stumbling backward, its fear turning into desperation. Noah wasted no time on theatrics. He seized the opportunity, closing in on the Kobold with inhuman speed. The creature whimpered, raising its hands in a feeble plea for mercy. But Noah knew mercy was a luxury he couldn''t afford in this ruthless survival test. His silver de shed in the sunlight, and in an instant, the Kobold fell silt. The battle was over, swift and decisive. Three Koboldsy motionless, their blood staining the dusty g. Noah stood there, panting, as the rush of adraline slowly subsided. His ke mind immediately started analyzing the situation. It was th that he heard a familiar voice, announcing his level increase, filling him with a sse of aplishmt. [+30% Experice Points] [Level Up] Noah''s level rose to 4, and with the notification came a surge of life within him. The fatigue faded away, and his injuries began to heal, albeit partially. It was one of the perks of leveling up, a small reward for his continued growth and progress. With each sessful kill, Noah''s confidce grew. He had already tak down more than t Kobolds, and now, freshly leveled up, he was filled with an exhrating surge of ergy. There was another group of kobolds ahead. Like a gazelle bounding through the savannah, he shot forward with nimbless and grace. Noah''s movemts were a blur as he weaved through the chaos, his Wind Boots propelling him with incredible speed. The Kobolds stood no chance against his reltless onught. His des danced through the air, finding their targets with deadly precision. The sound of steel meeting flesh echoed through the battlefield as Kobold after Kobold fell before him. Noah''s sses were heighted, his instincts honed to perfection. He anticipated their every move, dodging their attacks with ease and countering with deadly strikes. With each kill, his ergy surged ev higher, fueling his movemts and sharping his focus. The remaining Kobolds trembled in fear as they witnessed theirrades'' demise. Their beady eyes wided in terror, realizing the unstoppable force they were up against. Noah''s presce alone was ough to sd shivers down their spines. With a swift and calcted series of maneuvers, Noah swiftly dispatched the remaining Kobolds. His des shed through the air, leaving a trail of carnage in their wake. The battle was over in an instant, leaving Noah standing amidst a field of fall adversaries. Breathing heavily, Noah took a momt to collect himself. The rush of adraline gradually subsided, but the ergy within him remained, coursing through his veins. {Ding! Mission cleared. Twty kobolds eliminated. Rewards: Exp Booster, +4 Strgth} [Level Up!] Noah''s heart swelled with satisfaction as the mission notification chimed in. He had sessfully eliminated twty Kobolds, surpassing his initial goal. The sse of aplishmt washed away any lingering fatigue, leaving behind a feeling of triumph. The rewards that apanied the mission clearance only added to Noah''s tion. An Experice Booster and a significant increase in Strgth were the spoils of his hard-fought victory. The Exp Booster would expedite his progress, allowing him to level up ev faster. And the boost in Strgth would hance hisbat prowess, making him an ev more formidable force on the battlefield. A faint smile graced Noah''s face as he considered the fruits of hisbor. The trouble he had countered and the challges he had faced were all worth it in the d. The rewards served as a reminder of his dedication, perseverance, and growing power. Noah relished in the realization that he had reached level 5. The journey through countless battles and challges had brought him to this point, and he knew that ev greater heights awaited him. With just five more levels, he would reach the threshold to increase his rank and unlock another exclusive skill. The prospect of acquiring a new skill filled Noah with anticipation. Each exclusive skill was a testamt to his growth and mastery of his chos path, he would learn more about this Unique ss of his. It also represted a new tool in his arsal, a unique ability that would set him apart from others. Noah knew that this skill would be an integral part of hisbat strategy, offering him an edge in future battles. But Noah was not one to rest on hisurels. He understood that reaching the next level would require reltless dedication and perseverance. He would need to continue honing his skills, seeking out new challges, and pushing his limits. The path to greatness was never easy, but Noah was determined to embrace the journey. With his gaze fixed on the horizon, Noah set off, ready to face the trials and tribtions thaty ahead. Each battle would bring him closer to his goal, propelling him towards the coveted rank increase and the acquisition of his next exclusive skill. The path may be arduous, but Noah was fueled by his unwavering determination and the knowledge that his efforts would be rewarded. Chapter 50: Exp Booster Noah distributed the 4pts earned on his Mana and Dexterity''s stat. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Apprtice Level 5 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 0 Strgth: 6 Intelligce: Dexterity: 39 Luck: 7 Stat Points:0 Coins: 360G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presce Detection} {Master of Weapons} Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strgth},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Satisfied with his currt progress, he smiled before taking out the Exp Booster. It was dark gold ticket. {Exp Booster Grade: Elite Description: Double your exp in the next hour.} "Amazing! Impressive work. Time to embark on a thrilling rampage," Noah eximed, he almost used the Exp booster right away. However, before proceeding, he needed to visit a checkpoint to check if the drone had delivered any new weaponry or supplies. He soon arrived at one of the checkpoints thank to his smart bracelet. He found a new weapon. A short, thin, smooth de made of steel is held by a grip wrapped in fairlymon, ruby red smooth leather. With its sharp, dual-edged de this weapon makes for the best choice for those looking for power, versatility and geral awesomess. The de has a broad, curved cross-guard, which makes sure the de is both bnced and capable of protecting the owner''s hands against any sliding sword. The cross-guard has a decorative bear head on each side. Of course it was Common grade weapon still it was better than nothing. Apart from this he found a first kit aid and he naturally stored in away. Noah relying on the Presce Detection''s skill he searched for his next prey and he found five kobolds. Before gaging them he tore apart the Exp Booster, a gold light veloped him. [Exp Booster used. For the next hour your exp will double.] The system''s voice rang in his head. Noah would use his fists to test his strgth, therefore he sheathed his weapon. Noah''s sudd disappearance and reappearance caught the five kobolds off guard, causing them to momtarily freeze in confusion. Taking advantage of the elemt of surprise. Bang! Noah swiftly struck one of the kobolds with a powerful kick, sding it flying backward into itspanions. Using his exceptional agility, Noah swiftly dodged the retaliatory attacks of the remaining kobolds. With each nimble movemt, he unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks,nding precise blows on his adversaries. His strikes were quick and precise, exploiting their weaknesses and disoriting them further. As Noah continued his reltless assault, the remaining kobolds attempted to regroup and attack him from various directions. But the resourceful fighter anticipated their moves, switching betwe a flurry of evasive maneuvers and counterattacks. In a dramatic disy of acrobatics, Noah leaped into the air, performing a daring backflip. As he somersaulted mid-air, he unleashed a devastating spinning kick, knocking down two more kobolds with powerful precision. Now outnumbered, the final pair of kobolds grew increasingly desperate. They lunged at Noah with sharp ws and gnashing teeth, aiming to overpower him. However, Noah''s reflexes were too quick for them. He deftly evaded their attacks, ducking and weaving with grace. As the battle intsified, Noah focused his ergy, tering a heighted state of conctration. With a sudd burst of force, he unleashed a series of devastating strikes, taking down one of the remaining kobolds. Determined to put an d to the fight, Noah gathered all his strgth and summoned his most powerful technique. Conctrating his ergy into a single point, he struck the g beath him, causing a shockwave that st the remaining kobold hurtling into the air. With one final, well-ced strike, Noah swiftly incapacitated the airborne kobold, suring its defeat. Breathing heavily but victorious, he stood amidst the defeated foes, his body adorned with cuts and bruises, testamt to the intsity of the battle. As the dust settled, Noah retreated from his battle stance, his gaze unwavering. ''''It was fun!" He smiled. [Level Up!] The Exp Booster proved to be an incredibly valuable asset. With just 5 Kobolds in instead of the usual , leveling up became a breeze. If only Noah had an abundant supply of these boosters. Dismissing any lingering thoughts, Noah wasted no time in his quest for the next target. He knew he had to make the most of the precious hour granted by the Exp Booster to maximize his gains. Noah''s eyes gleamed with determination as he approached the next group of five kobolds. This time, he nned to showcase his mastery not only in hand-to-handbat but also with his weapons. Gripping his gleaming sword in one hand and a wickedly sharp dagger in the other, he wasted no time in descding upon his adversaries. With a swift flurry of de strikes, Noah gaged the kobolds in a dance of steel. His sword sliced through the air with precision, while his dagger darted with lethal uracy. As the kobolds lunged at him, he deflected their attacks effortlessly, expertly parrying their strikes and countering with his own devastating blows. Noah''s weapon skills were exceptional, honed through years of rigorous training. With each swing and thrust, he delivered punishing cuts and lethal stabs, incapacitating his foes one by one. The kobolds fought back fiercely, their ws and teeth gnashing in a frzied attempt to ward off Noah''s assault, but his agility and skill proved unmatched. Amidst the chaos, Noah spotted an opportunity for a devastating attack. Seizing the momt, he spun on his heel with a graceful pirouette, delivering a powerful strike that disarmed one of the kobolds. Ssing their faltering morale, he pressed forward,unching an offsive onught that left the remaining kobolds in a state of disarray. The battle raged on, Noah''s des moving in a fluid symphony of lethal precision. His attacks were strategic, aiming for vulnerable spots and exploiting any oping the kobolds left themselves exposed to. One by one, the kobolds fell, their bodies hitting the g with a thud. As the final kobold copsed under the weight of Noah''s assault, silce fell upon the battlefield. Noah stood tall, his chest heaving with exertion, his des stained with the blood of his foes. He surveyed the sce, satisfied with the oue of the fight, but always mindful of the challges thaty ahead. With the adraline still coursing through his veins, Noah wiped the sweat from his brow and sheathed his sword and dagger. [Level Up!] His eyes scanned the horizon, hungry for more. Driv by his newfound advantage, Noah embarked on a reltless killing spree, taking down five more Kobolds within the span of fifte minutes. As a result, his level skyrocketed, surpassing that of his peers by a considerable margin. Currtly standing at level 8, Noah couldn''t help but feel a surge of confidce. ncing at the timer for the Exp Booster, he noticed that there were still 5 minutes remaining. A sse of urgcy filled him as he realized he had the opportunity to make ev further progress. "Ah! I must find t more Kobolds to reach the next rank," Noah eximed determinedly, determined to maximize the befits of the Exp Booster. Chapter 51: Level 20 After carefully considering his options, Noah decided to distribute the six stat points he earned through leveling. He allocated three points to strgth, hancing his physical power andbat abilities. Two points were dedicated to intelligce, improving his spellcasting and strategic thinking. Lastly, he invested one point in his luck stat, hoping to increase his chances of critical hits and fortunate oues. With a whopping 45 points in dexterity, coupled with the additional stat boost from the Wind Boots, Noah became exceptionally swift and nimble. His movemts were now lightning-fast, allowing him to react quickly and evade attacks with ease. This newfound speed would prove to be a valuable asset in his future battles. Additionally, with the boost to his luck stat, Noah hoped to capitalize on favorable circumstances and turn the tide of the iing fight in his favor. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Apprtice Level 8 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 6 Strgth: 35 Intelligce: 30 Dexterity: 45 Luck: 4 Stat Points:0 Coins: 360G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presce Detection} {Master of Weapons} Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strgth},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö ''''Not bad. I should hurry and reach level 0.'''' It happed as soon as Noah uttered those words. [Ding! New Mission: Eleminate the Mutated Kobold before the Exp Booster''s time run out. Reward: 3000 Gold Coins] Noah''s expression turned stern, his resolve strgthing. Whatever wasing, he knew it wouldn''t be a simple adversary to ovee. As Noah unleashed his Presce Detection skill, his sses heighted,passing a radius of 30 meters a him. In an instant, he spotted an emy swiftly approaching him with incredible speed. With a firm grip on his sword, Noah tighted his grip, preparing himself for the impding battle. As the emy appeared before Noah, he was tak aback by the sight of a mutated Kobold. Standing at a towering height of two and a half meters, the Kobold''s blue skin bulged with muscles, and despite the tattered armor it wore, it emanated a formidable presce. Noah''s ke instincts immediately assessed the situation. This mutated Kobold was no ordinary foe; its rank should be a C. The creature''s violt, beast-like eyescked reasoning, yet its intelligce was appart as it refrained from attacking Noah immediately. Instead, it red at him with a ferocious intsity and let out a deafing roar. ''''Graarrrr!" Noah, undeterred by the powerful roar, stood his g, his resolve unwavering. He could feel the intsity of the mutated Kobold''s presce as it emanated an aura of raw power. The air a them seemed to tremble, and Noah could sse the weight of the impding battle. With a swift motion, Noah unsheathed his sword, its de gleaming in the sunlight. He tighted his grip and took a deep breath, focusing his ergy and channeling it into his next move. In his mind, he formted a strategy, analyzing the Kobold''s movemts and searching for any weaknesses. Noah''s training and experice kicked in as he prepared to gage inbat. He knew that defeating this formidable foe would require not only physical strgth but also mtal agility. As the tsion mounted, Noah locked eyes with the mutated Kobold, his gaze fierce and determined. [Exclusive Skill ¨C Death'' Seal] Effect: ce an invisible seal on the target that only the caster can see. You will be able to see the remaining health of the target under the seal, and wh the caster attacks, 0% additional damage is dealt. Can only be cast on one target at a time.] Because this was without doubt a formidable adversary, Noah cast the Seal of Death on the monster and an skull visible to only him appeared above the mutated kobold with a bar of Exp. Swoosh! Noah vanished, his speed was fast, almost as if he had teleported as he arrived before the mutated kobold. Their weapons moved simultaneously. The sh of their weapons st sparks flying, illuminating the intse momt. Noah''s attack was swift and precise, but the mutated Kobold''s strgth was astounding. It effortlessly blocked Noah''s downward sh with its saber, showcasing its formidable skill and power. Noah felt the impact reverberate through his arms as their weapons collided. He could sse the immse strgth of his oppont, and he knew that this battle would not be easily won. But he refused to be discouraged. With a quick step back, Noah regained his bnce and assessed the situation. He could see the determination in the mutated Kobold''s eyes, its muscles tse and ready for the next move. Noah knew he had to think quickly and strategize his next attack. As he locked eyes with the mutated Kobold once again, Noah''s mind raced, analyzing the creature''s movemts and searching for any opings. He knew that he had to exploit any weaknesses in his oppont''s defse to gain the upper hand. Taking a deep breath, Noah prepared himself for the next ofbat. He tighted his grip on his sword and focused his ergy, ready to continue the battle with reltless determination. The mutated Kobold, embolded by its defse, roared a challge and lunged forward. Noah sidestepped the powerful swing, feeling the wind whisper past his ear as the Kobold''s saber cleaved through the air. He capitalized on the oping, using the momtum of the Kobold''s attack to deliver a swift diagonal sh towards its exposed nk where the armor was most damaged. But the creature, quicker than he anticipated, twisted its body mid-attack. The de grazed its leathery hide, drawing a spray of sparks and a guttural snarl. It retaliated with a sweeping motion, forcing Noah to retreat again. Sweat beaded on Noah''s forehead, a mixture of exertion and growing urgcy. He realized that brute force wouldn''t be ough. He needed to exploit the Kobold''s size and reach. Suddly, a flicker of movemt in the corner of his eye caught his atttion. A loose brick protruded from the crumbling wall behind the Kobold. A desperate n formed in his mind. As the Kobold charged once more, Noah feigned a rightward dodge, th pivoted sharply to the left. The Kobold, caught off guard by the unexpected maneuver, overextded its attack, lumbering past Noah''s intded position. With a burst of adraline, Noah lunged forward, aiming not for the Kobold''s body but for the protruding brick. He connected with a satisfying crunch, dislodging the brick and sding it hurtling towards the creature''s exposed back. The impact st the Kobold staggering forward, momtarily stunned. Seizing his opportunity, Noah didn''t hesitate. He charged, channeling all his remaining strgth into a single, powerful overhead strike. [Basic swordsmanship Technique: Special Form: T mes.] A fiery ze erupted along the edge of the sword, akin to the arrival of a shooting star. The petals of the floral eruption resembled a radiant sun, stretching out in all four directions, as if proiming the demise of the frigid winter. Descding upon the mutated kobold, the scorching me split it in half, before gulphing it in a spectacr burst of intsity. Boom! [+00% Experice Points] [Level Up!] Chapter 52: Night of Death [+00% Experice Point] [Level Up!] [3000 Gold coins earned] [Rank up] [Currt rank: Regr] [New Exclusive Skill acquired: Night of Death] Upon achieving the status of a Regr rank yer, Noah''s pre-existing abilities underwt a remarkable hancemt. "Now, my Seal of Death can inflict an additional % damage." But that was not all that he gained if one were to take into an ount his new exclusive skill. [Exclusive Skill - Night of Death] Effect: Envelops a 00m radius with a shroud of darkness, creating an artificial night. The caster possesses the ability to deactivate it at will. Although the exnation was concise, the impact it held was undiable. "This skill perfectlyplemts the Rune of the Night (A/N:Angel of Death''s Rune), which attains its peak strgth during nighttime." Due to the rune''s unique attributes, attack speed was increased by 50% under the cover of darkness, while the chances of being detected were significantly reduced. Undoubtedly, this skill was tailor-made for an Angel of Death, a Reaper. "Now, ev in broad daylight, I can joy the attack speed boost without any hindrances, all thanks to the Night of Death." ''''Status window!" Noah called and a dark gold panel appeared before his eyes. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Regr Level 0 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 30 Strgth: 39 Intelligce: 34 Dexterity: 49 Luck: 8 Stat Points:4 Coins: 660G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presce Detection} {Master of Weapons} Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strgth},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Noah carefully allocated his stat points to bnce his abilities. He decided to put two points into Luck, bringing his Luck stat to 30. He th distributed the remaining two points equally betwe Dexterity and Strgth. As a result, his Dexterity reached a total of 50, while his Strgth reached 40. With these adjustmts, his other stats remained a 30 or had surpassed it. Eager to try out his newly acquired skill, he suppressed his excitemt and prioritized searching for the prized magic stone of the mutated kobold. It didn''t take long for him to discover the ash-covered stone, which had a distinct gray hue. Confidt that this valuable magic stone would sell for a good price, he carefully packed it away. Hr would earn quite a credit with this stone. A few minutes had passed since the Exp Booster''s effect had expired, and Noah''s stomach started to grumble. As Noah chewed on the savory wild boar meat jerky, a burst of ergy filled his weary body. The replishing vors of the jerky were a wee treat after hours of reltless battles and grinding for experice points. As he indulged in the delicious snack, his mind wandered back to the intse hunt he had justpleted. The Exp Booster had significantly elerated his leveling process, allowing him to acquire valuable skills and grow stronger within a short span of time. Feeling satisfied and refreshed, Noah''s thoughts turned to his next objective. He must test his new exclusive skill and in order to do so, he needed to find monsters on whom he would be testing this skill. Noah set off and before long, he stumbled upon a group of five kobolds. It was no surprise to find them so quickly, as it was known to be their territory. As Noah approached, the kobolds caught a whiff of their fallrades'' sct on him. This discovery filled them with an overwhelming rage, fueling their already violt nature. They were consumed by the desire to rip Noah apart, their anger blinding them to reason. Noah chuckled upon seeing this. He immediately cast the Night of Death. Whoosh! The space within a 300m radius was gulfed in darkness. A wave of inky ckness rolling outwards like a silt tidal wave. It swallowed the kobolds whole, plunging them into a world devoid of light. Their rage, fueled by sct and sight, faltered momtarily, reced by sudd disoritation and the primal fear of the unknown. Screams erupted from within the darkness, not of battle cries but of panicked yelps. The kobolds, ustomed to the dimly lit caverns they inhabited, were thrown into utter confusion. Their crude weaponry, designed for close-quartersbat, became useless in the absce of any visual cues. Their ws, meant to tear flesh in the heat of battle, now felt useless against the unse emy. Noah, however, thrived in the darkness. He was like a predator in its natural hunting g, his sses heighted by the gloom. He used the confusion to his advantage, expertly maneuvering through the chaos, his movemts silt and precise. The only sounds were the panicked shrieks of the kobolds and the asional ng of metal against stone as one of them stumbled and dropped their weapon. From within the darkness, Noah unleashed a flurry of attacks, his weapon a blur of motion. The kobolds, unable to defd themselves or ev locate their attacker, fell one by one. The stch of burnt flesh and the metallic tang of blood filled the air, a grim testamt to the one-sided ughter. As thest scream faded into the abyss, Noah dispelled the darkness. He stood amidst a sce of carnage, the bodies of fall kobolds littering the g. His expression remained unchanged, the yful chuckle long gone, reced by a cold, detached efficicy. As he surveyed the surings, his eyes darted back and forth, searching for any hint of movemt. But what truly captivated him was the overwhelming sse of his newfound greatness. With the Night of Death now unleashed, his powers had intsified, his strikes infused with an ev deadlier force. A shiver ran down Noah''s spine, not because of the lifeless bodies strewn across the g, but because of the boundless pottial thaty ahead. The Night of Death was truly awe-inspiring. The mere thought of the incredible abilities that awaited him with each rank advancemt st goosebumps coursing through his body. In the grand scheme of things, he couldn''t help but believe that he was destined to be a one-man army, capable of ev controlling the very essce of death itself. Perhaps he would be able to summon an army of the undead, surpassing ev that person who held the title of the King of Death. Noah couldn''t shake the feeling that his ss, the Angel of Death, held a higher standing than he initially realized. He was akin to the true ruler of death, a godlike figure in his own right. The name "Angel of Death" seemed inadequate, as if it fell short of capturing the true essce of his unique ss. ''Maybe this unique ability''s title would evolve into something like God of Death.'' Noah pondered this thought, unable to help but shake his head in disbelief. "Well, only time will reveal the uracy of this assumption. And with the assistance of my system, I will undoubtedly be an unstoppable force. A true powerhouse. A solitary force to be reckoned with." ''''Maybe, I will have to create my own guild, my army to go against those responsible for my mother''s death. One man can''t do everything by himself. You evtually need to rely on someone. I''ll observe and slowly decideter.'''' [+5% Experice Points] The system''s voice rang out breaking Noah out of his formting thought. ''''Huh! As expected the higher you go, the amount of experice points will decrease. Normally, five kobolds would have giv me 50% experice points, filling the experice bar to the next level by half but now instead of 50% it gives me 5%, meaning I would have to kill twty kobolds instead of the previous t to level up.'''' Noah was ovee with a sse of destion. He had be contemting embarking on another rampage, aiming to level up to twty-one or ev twty-two before nightfall. However, he had to reconsider his ns wh he noticed a decline in the amount of experice he gained from ying kobolds. Noah realized that he needed to create a significant gap betwe himself and his peers. Though he had attained the esteemed Regr rank, he understood the importance of remaining humble. While he possessed a certain advantage that facilitated his progress, he acknowledged that others might possess their own advantages as well. Therefore, he resolved to continue working diligtly, refusing to rest on hisurels. As Noah contemted the future, a surge of anticipation coursed through his veins. His determination to seek answers and exact justice for his mother''s death remained unwavering. However, alongside this steadfast resolve, a new ssation began to take root within him. A desire to transcd all boundaries and stand in uncharted territory, surpassing ev the most formidable adversaries. Noah yearned to im the throne of the strongest, a position never before attained. He couldn''t dy the allure of this ambition, for it stirred a fire within him that intsified his every emotion. Unbeknownst to Noah, a darker shard now resided within his eyes, casting an ominous shadow over his gold irises and emanating an otherworldly aura, an aura of death. Chapter 53: Manas Armor As the fiery orb dipped towards the horizon, bathing thend in a warm, orange glow, Noah decided it was time for a well-earned break. The fight with the kobolds had left him feeling surprisingly grimy, and the image of a refreshing dip in the coolke was impossible to resist. He stripped off his sweat-stained clothes, leaving them piled neatly by his makeshift campsite, and set off for the glisting water. The desct to theke was a familiar one. Noah had stumbled upon this sere spot shortly after arriving in the area, and it had quickly be his hav. The water, clear and inviting, beckoned him like a cool oasis. He plunged in with a sigh of satisfaction, letting the cool water wash away the day''s grime and tsion. As he floated, gazing up at the sky awash in vibrant hues of orange and purple, a sse of peace settled over him. After a rejuvating swim, Noah emerged feeling invigorated. He pulled on his dry clothes and walked back to his campsite, the air now crisp and cool with the approaching night. Cookies hunger pangs gnawed at his stomach, reminding him of the day''s forgott rations. Luckily, he had stashed a small tin of chocte chip cookies in his backpack before heading out. The sweet,forting aroma that greeted him as he oped the tin was pure happiness. He settled down by the crackling fire, each bite of the cookie a delicious reward for his afternoon''s ordeal. With a satisfied sigh, it was the time to start. ''''System, show me the store.'''' The familiar dark gold glow flickered to life, revealing the system''s interface. He navigated to the "Store" section, eager to browse the selection of new skills avable for purchase. The day''s battle had highlighted some weaknesses in his skillset, and he was determined to improve. As he scrolled through the list, a variety of tempting options prested themselves. Enhanced agility, advanced swordsmanship techniques, ev basic healing spells ¨C the possibilities seemed dless. Noah weighed his options carefully, considering his fighting style and future needs. His finger hovered over a few particrly intriguing skills, a silt debate raging on within him. The decision wouldn''t be easy. Each skill held the pottial to significantly hance his abilities, but the choice ultimately depded on which one would best serve him on his journey ahead. With the remnants of his cookie crumbling in his hand, Noah delved deeper into the system''s offerings, the warm glow of the fire casting flickering shadows as he contemted the path forward. [Expericed Hunter''s Leather Armor] Category: Armor Grade: Rare Defse: Effect: Agility + Durability: 5/5 Usage Restriction: Regr rank or higher Description: Armor that expericed hunters joy wearing. [Mana''s Armor Lv Grade: Epic Usage restriction: Regr rank and higher Description: An armor made of mana. Strgths and hards the yer''s body. The Toughness is proportional to the yer''s strgth. The skill duration is proportional to the yer''s Mana. Consume 0,5 Mana per second. Purchase Cost: 5000 gold] Noah faced no dilemma wh it came to selecting the formidable Mana''s Armor. Despite its slightly steeper price tag, he intuitively recognized that it would prove to be the superior option in the grand scheme of things. The Mana''s Armor boasted an extraordinary ability to evolve and adapt, its defsive prowess expanding in perfect sync with the yer''s own developmt. [The defsive skill Mana''s Armor lvl has be purchased.] ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Regr Level 0 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 30 Strgth: 40 Intelligce: 34 Dexterity: 50 Luck: 30 Stat Points:0 Coins: 60G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presce Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl } Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strgth},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Noah''s heart sank as he watched his precious gold coins dwindle, threating to bring tears to his eyes. However, he found sce in the knowledge that he had made the correct decision. Despite the fact that his currt mana reserves could sustain the Mana''s Armor for only a fleeting minute, its passive nature allowed him to activate and deactivate it at will, conserving its usage for critical momts. Eager to put its durability to the test, Noah summoned the Mana''s Armor, and in an instant, his tire body was veloped in a transluct blue shield. With a deep breath, he swung his sword with determined force, aiming to gauge the skill''s resilice. To his astonishmt, the sword met an unyielding resistance. Bounce! It bounced back. ''''Wow! I should use my full strgth next.'''' Noah''s determination surged as he prepared to unleash his full strgth once again. ''''Ah!" With a fierce battle cry, he swung his sword down with all his might, hoping to break through the impetrable barrier of the Mana''s Armor. However, to his surprise, the sword once again bounced back, unable to pierce through the protective field. Although the impact caused a slight numbness in his arm, Noah felt no injury. The Mana''s Armor had prov its durability once again, shielding him from harm ev against his most powerful attack. Noah couldn''t help but be amazed at the incredible resilice of the armor. It was a testamt to its exceptional craftsmanship and the power it possessed. He realized that with the Mana''s Armor, he would be virtually invincible in battle, able to withstand ev the most devastating attacks. Well, at least against a normal Regr rank yer. Filled with a newfound confidce, Noah knew that he had made the right choice. The decreasing gold coins were a small sacrificepared to the immse advantage he gained with the Mana''s Armor. It was a symbol of his determination andmitmt to bing a formidable warrior. Noah''s resolve strgthed as he continued to test the limits of the Mana''s Armor. He knew that with this extraordinary equipmt, he would be able to ovee any challge that awaited him on his journey. With each swing of his sword, he grew more confidt in his ability to protect himself and fulfill his destiny. No longer burded by the fear of injury. Out of nowhere, Noah''s ke sses detected the presce of three mysterious figures creeping towards him. Their sneaky movemts hinted at ill inttions. Reacting swiftly, Noah deactivated his currt detection skill and activated a defsive one instead. In an instant, the Mana''s armor veloped his body, just in time to deflect two daggers aimed at his arm and leg. To everyone''s surprise, the daggers rebounded off the armor, causing the assants to pause in their tracks. Confusion etched across their faces as they eximed, ''''What?!" A notification from the system interrupted the tse momt, revealing a new mission: to d the fight within a minute, with a tempting reward of 500 Gold. Noah weed the timely mission, feeling a surge of determination. In a disy of his unique abilities, Noah unleashed his exclusive skill, known as the Night of Death. Darkness gulfed the area within a 300-meter radius, plunging everything into obscurity. As darkness veloped the area, Noah''s exclusive skill, the Night of Death, was unleashed. The sudd shift in the vironmt caught the assants off guard, causing them to pause in their tracks. They were now trapped within a radius of 300 meters, unable to see beyond the darkness that sured them. With the advantage of surprise on his side, Noah swiftly moved toward the assants, his movemts practically silt. The Mana''s Armor provided him with hanced agility and protection, making him a formidable oppont. Noah''s focus sharped as he assessed the situation. He had less than a minute to d the fight and im the reward offered by the system. Time was of the essce, and he needed to act swiftly. Drawing upon hisbat expertise, Noah strategically positioned himself, anticipating the assants'' next move. He knew that they would be disorited by the darkness, making it difficult for them tounch an effective attack. Taking advantage of their momtary confusion, Noah swiftly closed the distance betwe himself and the assants. Swoosh! With a swift and precise strike, he incapacitated one of them, rdering him unable to continue the fight as his body got mmed into a rock nearby. Bang! ''''Gah!" The remaining two assants, realizing the dire situation, attempted to regroup and mount a counterattack. However, Noah''s defsive skill allowed him to deflect their blows effortlessly. The Mana''s Armor, with its exceptional durability, provided an impetrable barrier against their attacks. Noah''s movemts were fluid and calcted. His speed extremely fast, he swiftly disarmed one of the assants, sding his weapon flying across the darked battlefield. Bang! With a swift kick, he incapacitated the second assant, rdering him unable to continue the fight. In less than a minute, Noah had sessfully neutralized all three assants, fulfilling the mission''s requiremts. The darkness dissipated, revealing the aftermath of the intse battle. Noah stood victorious, his Mana''s Armor gleaming in the dim light. As the adraline subsided, Noah took a momt to catch his breath and assess the situation. The assantsy defeated, their ns thwarted by his swift and decisive actions. [Ding! Mission Cleared! Reward: 500 Gold] As the system acknowledged his sess, Noah''s efforts were rewarded with 500 gold coins. With the immediate threat eliminated, Noah moved toward the fall m and retrieved their smart bracelets. They were automatically eliminated and he earned 60pts. Chapter 54: Hot on his Heels The clock rewound sixty minutes. Noah, having just attained the coveted Regr rank, was already being hunted. His pursuer, Lilith, trailed close behind, her own ascsion to Regr a mere two levels away. Meanwhile, in a differt region, the familiar forest took on a sinister form. An eerie silce reigned, brok only by the rustle of unse creatures in the dse undergrowth. Monstrous trees, their limbs gnarled and contorted, formed an impetrable canopy that strangled the sun''s rays, plunging the forest floor into perpetual twilight. Moss clung to everything, damp and cold, its vibrant gre muted by the perpetual gloom. The air carried the earthy sct of decaying leaves and the faint, musky odor of things long dead. Each step crunched on a carpet of fall leaves, the sound echoing eerily in the stillness. A sse of foreboding permeated the air, a feeling as if the forest itself held its breath, watching, waiting. Deep within this oppressive gloom, Lilith gaged in a fierce battle. Her movemts, fluid and lethal, carried her behind a monstrous lion-headed figure. Her de, wreathed in me, arced towards the creature''s grotesque head. The monstrosity reacted just in time, deflecting the blow with its dagger. Lilith''s expression remained stoic, her face an unreadable mask. With a practiced flick of her wrist, she traced a circle in the air, her sword acting as a ma, pulling the beast''s dagger off course. In a blink, her de transformed into a bolt of lightning, striking the monster with pinpoint uracy. Despite the elegance of her attack, a powerful gust of wind erupted from the de, pulling everything in its path. The lion-headed creature struggled against the force, its bnce faltering. As the wind subsided, Lilith seized the opportunity, her scarlet de aimed for the monster''s throat in a lightning-fast thrust. But fate interved. The de met resistance, sparks flying as it deflected off an unse barrier. The lion-headed beast emitted a mockingugh, its ws extded, ready to tear its human adversary to shreds. Unfazed by the failed attack, Lilith realized her strategy wouldn''t deliver the final blow. Instead of retreating, she charged forward, her form veloped in a swirling gre wind currt, as she embraced the monstrous figure. "Wind, heed my call! Bloom!" she chanted, her voice a powerful echo in the silt forest. With a clched fist, she unleashed a torrt of wind, sting the lion-headed monster away with an ear-splitting boom. "me, be my arrow!" Lilith''s voice rang out, followed by a red burst of light that pierced the monster''s right eye. The creature shrieked in agony, its ws shing wildly at the unse emy. A searing inferno erupted within its skull, transforming its brain into ash and molt flesh. Silce returned, brok only by the crackling embers. Several smaller monsters, remnants of therger beast''s pack, still lurked nearby. Lilith, drawing upon her unique skill, conjured a ming sword. She hurled the weapon into the g, her hands tracing intricate patterns in the air. It all transpired in a blur. The ming swordnded near the remaining monsters, seemingly by chance. With a flick of her wrist, Lilith unleashed hermand: "Blossom Fire Bomb!" A deafing explosion followed. The scorching st and mes formed a ring of fire, gulfing the area. For ordinary creatures, this would have be nothing more than a mild inconvice, the mes mimicking their fiery subterranean home. But these were not ordinary mes. Lilith, the Witch of Destruction, wielded mes of unparalleled purity, a power beyond the monsters''prehsion. The ring of fire intsified, the creatures'' steel-like bodies melting in the face of the immse heat. A cloud of mes descded upon the remaining monsters, shrouding them in a fiery cage. Ssing impding doom, the lion-headed creatures instinctively tried to escape. However, Lilith, silt and watchful, had already positioned herself at the edge of the inferno, her arms crossed. Glowing gre runes materialized above the spot where the initial ming swordy. A powerful gust of wind erupted, pinning the monsters to the g, their defiance reced by sheer terror. An illusory figure, a chilling manifestation of Lilith''s power, materialized a the trapped creatures, its form a harbinger of annihtion. The figure unleashed a merciless barrage, its every attack a testamt to Lilith''s devastating power. With a final swing of her own sword, she dispatched the lone survivor, the mes consuming it whole. The battle won, Lilith surveyed the sce. The oppressive silce had returned, heavier than before, punctuated only by the crackling embers of the extinguished mes. She stood amidst the devastation, a solitary figure bathed in the eerie glow of the dying fire, a testamt to her power. She was indeed a monster. [+00% Experice points] [Level 0] A sigh escaped Lilith''s lips, devoid of any triumph. "Regr rank achieved," she muttered, the words carrying the weight of countless battles. Unlike most who celebrated this milestone, Lilith''s face remained an emotionless mask. Since dawn, her sole focus had be reaching this rank before dusk, her de tearing through countless monsters like a possessed spirit. Every step forward, every drop of spilled blood, fueled by a single burning desire: to be strong ough to stand beside him, to never leave his side again. The new exclusive skill could wait. Only that goal held any meaning in the silt storm within her. Lilith decided to go take a bath in theke outside of this ce. A beautiful ce she discovered on her way here.Theke was nestled betwe towering trees, its crystal-clear water reflecting the vibrant colors of the suring foliage. Lilith could hear the gtle rustle of leaves and the melodic songs of birds as she approached theke''s edge. The sunlight filtered through the canopy above, creating a mesmerizing dance of light and shadows on the water''s surface. Lilith couldn''t resist the temptation to immerse herself in the refreshing embrace of nature. She carefully set down her backpack, slipped off her shoes, and dipped her toes into the cool water. As she waded further into theke, the water veloped her, caressing her skin and washing away the weariness of her journey. The serity of the ce veloped her, transporting her to a state of tranquility she had never expericed before. She closed her eyes, allowing the sounds of nature to serade her and the gtle ripples to lull her into a state of pure bliss. The sct of wildflowers mingled with the earthy aroma of the forest, creating a symphony of fragrances that intoxicated her sses. Lilith let her fingers glide through the water, creating delicate ripples that mirrored the beauty of her surings. She felt a profound connection with nature, as if she had be one with the elemts that sured her. As she soaked in theke, she couldn''t help but feel a profound sse of gratitude for stumbling upon this hidd gem. It was a reminder of the innate beauty that exists in the world, waiting to be discovered by those who vture off the beat path. The experice rejuvated her spirit and filled her with a rewed sse of wonder. Lilith stayed in theke until the sun began to set, casting a warm gold glow across thendscape. Reluctantly, she emerged from the water, feeling a sse of peace and conttmt she hadn''t felt since the morning as she was busy getting stronger as soon as possible. In a sudd momt of realization, she extded her hand towards the backpack, a glimmer of remembrance dancing in her eyesIn a sudd momt of realization, she extded her hand towards the backpack, a glimmer of remembrance dancing in her amber eyes. Lilith gripped the empty rune in her hand, a silt testamt to its expded power. "Thanks to this," she murmured, "grandfather''s gift allowed me to reach regr rank so quickly." A sigh escaped her lips. "But it was just one, and its powersted only sev hours. Exp Runes are expsive and scarce. If only..." her voice trailed off, a glint of longing in her eyes. "If only I could obtain a few more, reaching my goal would be so much easier." If Noah had be there, his jaw would have dropped to the g. Lilith was using a method that closely resembled his own Exp Booster. This was the reason Noah never became conceited, as he knew that having the system gave him an advantage, but he also knew he had to keep working hard because others could find a way to catch up. Take Lilith, for example, she had something simr to his Exp Booster. If he had be conceited, he would have thought that nobody could catch up to him so easily, which would have be a mistake. Lilith took out a sandwich from a backpack to eat, savoring the tantalizing aroma that wafted from its freshly baked bread. As she unwrapped the sandwich, the richyers of ingredits revealed themselves - slices of sult turkeyLilith took out a sandwich from a backpack to eat, savoring the tantalizing aroma that wafted from its freshly baked bread. As she unwrapped the sandwich, the richyers of ingredits revealed themselves - slices of sult turkey,crispy bacon, ripe tomatoes, crisp lettuce, and creamy mayonnaise. It looked absolutely delicious! One of rewards dropped by the drone and she picked up. Chapter 55: Eve of their Rematch 1 The air itself crackled with raw magic as Aid''s emerald aura danced a him. In that split second before he vanished, his eyes, normally a warm crimson, red a vibrant red, there was a mix of gre in them mirroring the swirling ergy. His longsword, once an unassuming weapon, now pulsed with the same otherworldly light. Th, he was gone. Not a single goblin ev twitched in time. Pui! A sicking spray of crimson erupted from the massed ranks as Aid reappeared in their midst, leaving a trail of dismembered bodies in his wake. The remaining goblins, their bloodlust momtarily reced by primal fear, recoiled from the whirlwind of emerald steel. One, embolded by either courage or stupidity, charged. Its scimitar, wickedly barbed and stained with countless battles, met Aid''s de in a shower of sparks. ngs! The impact st the goblin flying back, its scimitar ttering uselessly to the forest floor. Itnded with a sicking thud, its eyes wide with terror as Aid loomed over it. But before Aid could deliver the final blow, a guttural roar echoed through the trees. ''''Roarrr!" A massive goblin, twice the size of its brethr and d in crude but surprisingly well-made armor, emerged from the forest. Its single, bloodshot eye locked onto Aid, and it charged, its thunderous steps shaking the very g. Dun! Dun! Aid, his emerald aura flickering slightly from the exertion of the previous ughter, readied himself for the new challge. The forest floor crunched under his boots as he braced himself for the impact, his emerald aura intsifying to a blinding light. The sh, wh it came, was like the meeting of thunder and lightning. Bang! The g shuddered, and leaves rained down from the shak canopy. Aid, though momtarily staggered by the force of the blow, held his g. He gritted his teeth, channeling the emerald ergy coursing through him, and with a surge of strgth, pushed back against the brute. The massive goblin, surprised by the sudd resistance, stumbled backward, momtarily off bnce. Seizing the opportunity, Aidunched a counter-attack. His emerald de blurred into a whirlwind of motion, striking the giant goblin with a series of lightning-fast strikes. Sparks flew with each ng of metal, and the stch of blood and burnt flesh filled the air. The other goblins, embolded by their champion''s initial sess, let out a collective roar and charged forward. But before they could reach Aid, a wave of emerald ergy erupted from him, knocking them back with a bone-jarring impact. The forest floor was littered with groaning goblins, their eyes wide with shock and pain. Aid, his emerald aura flickering faintly now, turned back to face the giant goblin. The creature, though heavily wounded, still stood, its single eye burning with a desperate rage. It raised its massive axe, its muscles straining with effort, and prepared to deliver one final blow. Aid, his breath ragged but his eyes filled with unwavering determination, raised his longsword. This marked the beginning of the second and the winner must be decided. The two vanished at the same time shing several times without a clear winner. The hulking goblin chieftain, mid-swing with its massive axe, roared in frustration as Aid vanished. Swoosh! Confusion clouded its single eye, momtarily halting its desct. Th, a blur of emerald materialized behind the creature, leaving behind a faint trail of swirling wind. Empowered by the desperate chant and his dwindling reserves of mana, Aid unleashed a flurry of attacks. His longsword sang a deadly song, each strike imbued with the magic of the "Wind Dance" exclusive skill and leaving a sizzling scorch mark on the chieftain''s armor. The creature, surprised and disorited, bellowed in pain as Aid rained down a reltless barrage. One strike, fueled by the heighted speed granted by the exclusive skill, managed to pierce the armor, drawing a crimson bloom across the chieftain''s shoulder. Enraged and wounded, the chieftainshed out blindly, its massive axe cleaving through the air in a desperate attempt to connect with the elusive warrior. But Aid, a whirlwind of emerald and determination, danced a the blows with the grace of a seasoned acrobat. His movemts, quick and precise, were a testamt to years of honed skill and raw talt. However, with each passing second, the magic supporting him began to wane. Aid felt the "Wind Dance" exclusive skill straining, threating to fade tirely. He pushed himself ev harder, channeling thest reserves of his mana into his de. He knew time was running out. He had to finish the fight soon, or risk facing the chieftain at its full strgth once the spell dissipated. With a final, desperate surge of ergy, Aidunched a calcted attack. Whoosh! He ducked beath the chieftain''s sweeping axe, his body brushing against the rough, calloused skin of the beast. In that momt, a wave of nausea washed over him, a reminder of the countless wounds he had sustained in the battle. Ignoring the burning pain, Aid focused tirely on his task. Aiming for the exposed nape of the creature''s neck, a vulnerable point he had cleverly observed during the earlier exchanges, Aid thrust his de forward. The chanted longsword, imbued with thest remnants of his magic, pierced through the thick flesh, severing the spinal cord in a clean, brutal blow. ''''!!!!" The chieftain let out a final, guttural roar that echoed through the silt forest before copsing to the g, lifeless. Its single eye, once filled with rage, now stared nkly at the sky. As the dust settled and the roar faded. ''''Ah! Ah!" Aid stood panting, his body shaking from exertion. The world a him seemed to blur at the edges, his vision swimming with exhaustion. Yet, despite the debilitating fatigue, a surge of triumph coursed through him. He had survived. He had faced down the monstrous goblin chieftain and emerged victorious. But the victory came at a cost. His body ached with countless wounds, each a testamt to the ferocity of the battle. He leaned heavily on his longsword, its emerald glow now dimmed and flickering, a mirror of his own fading strgth. Despite the fatigue and the looming aches, Aid allowed himself a momt of satisfaction. He had prov his mettle, a crucial step in his journey to face his ultimate oppont, Noah. Tomorrow, he would confront his nemesis, his body still bearing the scars of this conflict but his spirit unwavering. He knew the uing battle would be far more challging, a duel that could reshape the very fabric of their world. But Aid, fueled by the fire of determination and his newfound confidce, was ready to face the challge. [Level up] As the adraline subsided, the true toll of the battle mmed into Aid. His muscles screamed in protest, each movemt a symphony of pain. Yet, the notification tingling in his mind provided a sliver of sce. He had leveled up, his hard-fought victory pushing him closer to his goal of bing a Regr Rank yer. Focusing on the notification, he saw the satisfying number: [Level 8] Two more levels, and he would officially break free of the limitations of a Newbie yer. A surge of pride, tinged with exhaustion, warmed him from the inside out. The notification offered a temporary reprieve from the physical reality. Most of his fatigue, the crippling exhaustion that had threated to consume him, evaporated. Some of the minor cuts and scrapes, mere annoyances in the heat of battle, had begun to close, leaving behind faint pink scars. However, the deeper wounds, the ones that threated to fester and cripple him, remained stark reminders of the brutality he had faced. Ignoring the protest of his aching muscles, Aid knew tding to his injuries was paramount. He couldn''t afford to dwell on the allure of another night resting beath the starlit sky. With a grunt, he pushed himself forward, the forest floor crunching softly beath his boots. Deeper he vtured, the dse canopy overhead filtering the sunlight into dappled patterns on the forest floor. Th, the sound of rushing water reached his ears, growing louder with each step. A smile cracked his dry lips. A waterfall. Perfect. Pushing through the undergrowth, he emerged into a clearing bathed in the ethereal glow of the afternoon sun. There, cascading down a moss-covered rock face, was a waterfall. The cool mist that hung in the air carried the refreshing sct of the forest, a wee change from the cloying stch of blood and sweat that clung to him. Without hesitation, he discarded his worn tunic and boots, leaving them in a heap beside the pool at the base of the falls. The cool water, a stark contrast to the heat of the day, washed away the grime and blood, leaving his skin tingling and surprisingly invigorated. He winced as the water touched his deeper wounds, a necessary pain he dured withoutint. As he scrubbed and cleaned, focusing on the soothing ssation of the water, a new thought struck him. ''To sure everything is perfect I must have some insurance. Contacting them is a must.'' Aid decided to contact his subordinates, to have them join for tomorrow but first he had to td to his remaining wounds, suring they wouldn''t be a hindrance in the battles toe. With a sigh, he rummaged in his pack, pulling out the bandages and poultices he had acquired through scavging the survival kit dropped by the drone. The road ahead was long and arduous, filled with challges yet unknown. But Aid, cleansed and revitalized, faced it with rewed determination, his spirit unbrok by the trials he had ovee and those thaty ahead. Chapter 56: Eve of their Rematch 2 Deep within the heart of the forest, hidd amidst a lush canopy of towering trees, therey a secret grotto. It was a ce untouched by the hands of man, a sanctuary where nature reigned supreme. The air was thick with the sct of moss, damp earth, and the sweet perfume of wildflowers. Sunlight filtered through the dse foliage, casting dancing shadows upon the forest floor. As one vtured closer, the sounds of trickling water grew louder, beckoning explorers to discover the source of this chanting melody. A narrow path, lined with moss-covered stones, led the way towards the grotto''s trance. Vibrant ferns and delicate wildflowers lined the path, as if guiding visitors to the hidd oasis. Stepping through the trance, one would be greeted by a sce of breathtaking beauty. The grotto was a natural marvel, a small cavern carved into the rocky hillside. The walls glisted with moisture, adorned with clusters of delicate, emerald-hued moss that seemed to glow with an ethereal light. Water droplets cascaded down from above, creating a gtle symphony as they fell into a crystal-clear pool at the cter of the grotto. The pool itself was a sight to behold. Its waters were a mesmerizing shade of turquoise, reflecting the dappled sunlight that filtered through the canopy above. The surface of the pool was adorned with lily pads, their vibrant gre leaves providing a natural sanctuary for small frogs and insects. The water was cool and inviting, inviting visitors to dip their toes or ev take a refreshing swim. Suring the pool, nature had created its own masterpiece. Stctites hung from the ceiling, their jagged formations resembling delicate chandeliers. Ferns and moss clung to the walls, creating a tapestry of vibrant gre. Wildflowers, their petals a riot of colors, dotted the rocky ledges, adding a touch of whimsy to the sere atmosphere. The grotto was a hav for wildlife as well. Butterflies flitted from flower to flower, their delicate wings painting the air with vibrant hues. Birds perched on branches overhead, their melodious songs echoing through the stillness. Squirrels scampered along the rocks, their yful antics adding a sse of liveliness to the tranquil sce. Within the grotto, time seemed to stand still. The peacefulness veloped visitors, transporting them to a world untouched by the chaos of civilization. It was a ce for reflection, for reconnecting with the natural world, and for finding sce in the beauty of simplicity. As the gtle breeze rustled the leaves and the sunlight danced upon the pool, those fortunate ough to discover this hidd gem would feel a profound sse of gratitude. The grotto in the middle of the forest was a reminder of the wonders that nature could create, a testamt to the harmony that could be found wh humans embraced the serity and beauty of the natural world. As the sun begins its desct below the horizon, casting a warm gold glow over the forest, the eving transforms the lushndscape into a mystical realm. The air bes cooler and carries a hint of moisture, as if nature itself is preparing for the night ahead. The sounds of the day gradually fade away, reced by a symphony of nocturnal creatures awaking. As twilight settles in, the forest takes on an ethereal beauty. Shafts of fading sunlight filter through the dse canopy, creating a y of light and shadow on the forest floor. The leaves above catch the dying rays, casting a soft, dappled glow that dances with the gtle breeze. The trees, their branches reaching towards the darking sky, seem to whisper secrets to one another. The colors of the forest shift with the changing light. The vibrant gres of the foliage deep, bing richer and more saturated. The flowers, once vibrant and radiant, now close their petals, as if preparing for a peaceful slumber. The forest takes on a more subdued palette, with shades of deep emerald, dusky purple, and muted earth tones. As darkness descds, the forest awaks with a chorus of sounds. The trilling of crickets fills the air, their songs weaving together to create a rhythmic melody. The hoot of an owl echoes through the trees, its haunting call a reminder of the nocturnal inhabitants thate alive under the cover of night. The rustling of leaves and the scurrying of small creatures add to the symphony of the forest, creating a sse of life and movemt in the shadows. The eving brings a sse of tranquility to the forest. The stillness and calmness that settles over the trees and underbrush create a peaceful atmosphere. It is a time for introspection, for quiet contemtion amidst the beauty of nature. The fading light invites reflection and invites the mind to wander, as if the forest itself holds secrets and stories waiting to be discovered. As the stars begin to twinkle above, peeking through the gaps in the canopy, the forest takes on a magical quality. Fireflies emerge from their hiding ces, their gtle glow illuminating the darkness and adding a touch of chantmt to the sce. Their dance, like a thousand tinynterns, creates a mesmerizing spectacle that captivates anyone lucky ough to witness it. Enjoying the beautiful scery Noah walked the secret grotto. As he walked in he marveled at the beautiful scery inside. He soon found the pool within the secret grotto and decided to joy a quick bath. Noah, feeling the allure of the crystal-clear pool in the heart of the secret grotto, decided to indulge in a quick bath. With each step, he could feel the coolness of the moss-covered stones beath his feet, guiding him towards the tranquil oasis. As he approached the pool, moonlight filtered through the dse foliage, casting a mesmerizing glow upon the turquoise waters. The surface of the pool shimmered with a gtle invitation, reflecting the suring beauty of the grotto. Noah couldn''t resist the temptation any longer. With a sse of anticipation, Noah slowly tered the pool, feeling the refreshing embrace of the water velop his body. The coolness washed away the weariness of the day, rejuvating his sses. He closed his eyes, allowing himself to be carried away by the soothing sounds of the trickling water and the peaceful ambiance of the grotto. Sured by the natural wonders of the grotto, Noah expericed a profound sse of tranquility. Noah relished in the momt, immersing himself in the chanting atmosphere of the secret grotto. The worries and stresses of the outside world faded away, reced by a deep connection with nature. It was a brief but blissful escape, a momt of pure bliss and sce amidst the beauty of the forest. As he emerged from the pool, Noah felt revitalized and rewed. The water droplets clung to his skin, glisting like tiny jewels in the fading light. ''''Status window!" He called out. He needs to check his status window. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Regr Level 0 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 30 Strgth: 40 Intelligce: 34 Dexterity: 50 Luck: 30 Stat Points:0 Coins: 660G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presce Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl } Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strgth},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö He had a 600 gold coins, he wondered whether or not to buy a new skill, in preparation for tomorrow but in the d he decided not to buy a new skill or any other items. At least for now there''s no need for something like that to win the rematch. Noah''s grin wided as he proudly dered, "I may have 60 points, which is dect, but I''m certain Lilith has surpassed my score. However, I''m not concerned because tomorrow I will gather ev more points. Aid must have dedicated a lot of effort. Well, that certainly works out in my favor." Noah shook his head and decided to eat before securing a nice spot inside the secret grotto to sleep. He took out the carried away he picked up on his way to the secret grotto. It was inside the survival kit dropped by the drone a few minutes earlier. Fortunately , alongside tonight dinner he also found a sleeping bag. He could sleep peacefully tonight. As he oped it, a fragrant smell assaulted his nostrils. It was a pizza - a piping hot, deliciously cheesy pizza. Noah couldn''t believe his luck. He had be exploring the dse jungle for hours, and his stomach had be growling with hunger. The sight and aroma of the pizza instantly made his mouth water. The crust was perfectly gold and crispy, and the cheese was melted and gooey, adorned with a colorful array of toppings. Without hesitating, Noah grabbed a slice and took a big bite. The vors exploded in his mouth - the tanginess of the tomato sauce, the savory taste of the cheese, and the perfect bnce of herbs and spices. It was like a slice of heav in the middle of the wilderness. As he savored each bite, he couldn''t help but grin. Tonight meal was great. He was full and now time to secure where he would sleep to recharge for tomorrow. Chapter 57: Ranking Deep in the night. The sudd downpour was a symphony of chaos outside the grotto. Wind howled through the trees, whipping branches against the rock face with a rhythmic thrumming. Noah, startled awake by the change in weather, sat up in the darkness, goosebumps prickling his skin. The temperature had dipped considerably, and the wild boar fur, once a source of warmth, now felt damp and mmy. His gaze darted towards the ceiling. Where moonlight had previously offered a sliver of illumination, there was now a steady stream of water cascading down. Panic surged through him. The grotto, his supposed hav, was leaking. He scrambled to his feet, the damp earth squelching beath his boots. He needed a solution, and fast. He grabbed his backpack, frantically searching for anything that could be used to patch the leak. His fingers brushed against a stic sheet, likely intded as an emergcy shelter. It wasn''t ideal, but it was all he had. With trembling hands, he unfurled the flimsy sheet and mbered onto a rocky ledge just below the crack. The wind whipped at him, threating to tear the sheet from his grasp. Holding his breath, he managed to wedge one d of the sheet into the crack, securing it with arge rock. He repeated the process for the remaining sections, his heart pounding with every gust of wind. Finally, with the makeshift patch in ce, he slumped against the wall, exhaustion settling in. The leak wasn''tpletely stopped, but it was significantly reduced. He huddled closer to the remaining dry section of his sleeping bag, the warmth returning slowly. The storm raged on outside, but inside the grotto, a fragile sse of security had be restored. The morning light filtering through the grotto''s makeshift ceiling revealed the full extt of the previous night''s downpour. The small, still pond in the cter of the cavern had transformed. Its surface now reached nearly halfway up the cave walls, and a gtle currt swirled, rippling the reflection of the newly formed cave ceiling. Despite the damp chill lingering in his bones, Noah recognized an opportunity. Last night''s downpour made him feel utterly grimy. With a deep breath, he stripped off his mud-caked clothing, leaving him d only in his underwear. He hesitated for a momt, the coolness of the cave air making him shiver. Th, taking a resolute plunge, he submerged himself in the pond. The icy water shocked him initially, but it quickly gave way to a strange sse of invigorating relief. He scrubbed away everything. As he moved, the gtle currt swirled a him, carrying away the remnants of his journey and leaving him feeling strangely rewed. Emerging from the water, he shivered, but there was a lightness in his step and a rity in his mind that hadn''t be there before. The unexpected rain, the leaky shelter, the impromptu bath ¨C it all seemed part of arger n, a series of challges designed to test his resourcefulness and resilice. He had weathered the storm, both literally and figuratively, and emerged stronger, cleaner, and ready to face the day. He had a fight to win, some points to plunder and a score to settle. After taking bath and drying his clothes, Noah ate breakfast but in order to joy breakfast he needed tea. Noah vtured deep into the emerald embrace of the forest, sunlight dappling through the dse canopy overhead. His ke eyes scanned the undergrowth, searching for the telltale glint of gre that signified his prize - tea leaves. The air hung heavy with the sct of damp earth and decaying leaves, a familiar yet invigorating aroma to Noah. He navigated the maze of twisted branches and fall logs, his boots crunching softly on the leaf-strewn g. Finally, a triumphant grin spread across his face as he spotted a cluster of emerald gre leaves peeking out from behind a moss-covered rock. With practiced ease, Noah knelt down and carefully plucked the leaves, their delicate ure cool against his fingertips. He had gathered ough for a pot of his favorite brew, a perfect apanimt to the salty, savory goodness of the beef jerky waiting back at camp. As he retraced his steps, the forest seemed to hum with a quiet satisfaction, its bounty shared once again. Upon returning to the hidd grotto, Noah found sce in the familiar warmth of the space. He wasted no time in starting a fire, the mes dancing aforting jig in the hearth. He ced a small kettle over the fire, the delicate clinking a soothing counterpoint to the crackling wood. He carefully measured the tea leaves, their earthy sct filling the air, and poured boiling water over them. As the tea steeped, Noah unpacked his provisions. The salty, savory aroma of the beef jerky filled his nostrils, while the sight of the sweet cookies provided a wee contrast. Finally, the tea finished its dance, infusing the air with its warm, inviting aroma. Noah poured himself a cup, the steam swirling like a wisp of smoke. He took a sip, savoring theforting warmth and the subtle, earthy vor. The salty tang of the beef jerky cut through the sweetness of the cookies, creating a symphony of ures and tastes in his mouth. As he sat by the fire, joying his simple yet satisfying meal, Noah felt a deep sse of conttmt. He was sured by the quiet beauty of his secret grotto, nourished by the bounty of the forest, and filled with the quiet joy of solitude. Suddly, this peace was brok wh his smart bracelet vibrated before a smart scre containing information on the currt ranking floated. [¡ãst ce Lilith Evangelion: 5pts nd ce Gareth Emery: 0pts 3rd ce Arthur Kaamelott: 95pts 4th ce Ilya : 80pts 5th ce Elliot Page: pts 6th ce Aid Von ss: 70pts 7th ce: Noah Adler: 65pts 8th ce: Ilya Norys: 60pts 9th ce: Francesca Fillon: 50pts th ce: North Laurus: 45pts ...] Noah''s reaction to his rank was one of indifferce. He had already expected Lilith, the formidable girl, to im the top spot. However, he was tak aback by Arthur securing the third ce. ''''Well, he doesn''t look that weak. I''ll be taking the first ce after beating and snatching his points, albeit if it''s temporary. Time to head to that location.'''' A cruel smile adorned Noah''s face as he departed to the location of the rematch. Chapter 58: The Rematch The waterfall was a symphony for the sses. Its curtain of water, a crystalline against the verdant backdrop of the forest, plummeted down a moss-covered cliff face. The sun, filtering through the leaves above, cast a shimmering kaleidoscope of colors onto the cascading water, turning it into a canvas of liquid jewels. The crashing torrt created a deep, rhythmic thunder that echoed through the valley, punctuated by the high-pitched trill of unse birds. A fine mist danced on the breeze, carrying the refreshing sct of the forest and the invigorating tang of the falling water. At the base of the falls, a pool of crystal-clear water shimmered, reflecting the vibrant tapestry of the suring foliage. Lush ferns and vibrant wildflowers clung to the rocks a the pool, adding to the sse of untamed beauty. The sheer power and untamed grace of the waterfall created a sce of breathtaking grandeur, a testamt to the raw beauty of nature. Sitting in the middle of this waterfall, letting water cascading on his body is Aid. At the momt he was also checking the ranking, like Noah he wasn''t surprised with Lilith securing the first ce, what annoyed him was Arthur holding the 3rd ce but upon recalling the fact that he outshined Noah in the ranking put a smile on his face. He would destroy him, eliminating him from thepetition. Although he tried to reach the next rank he failed but with his currt level 9 he was certain to win, beside he had a helper. ''''Time to go. Gareth, let''s go.'''' Aid directed those words at the hulking figure hidd deeper inside the waterfall. He was in lotus position. Gareth rose upon hearing Aid''s words. He dragged his heavy ax with him. ''''Hehehe! You wouldn''t have expected this Noah but today is the day you''ll lose miserably and suffer for eternity.'''' Aid''sughter was creepy. One hourter, in a certain location. The forest abruptly gave way, revealing a startling contrast. A vast expanse of emerald stretched before Noah, a sea of tall grasses swaying gtly in the breeze. This clearing, a stark break from the dse canopy, felt like a hidd treasure nestled within the forest''s embrace. Sunlight poured onto the ins, bathing the sce in a warm gold glow. The air, unburded by the filtering leaves, felt op and fresh, carrying the subtle sct of wildflowers and sun-warmed earth. In the distance, a line of trees marked the forest''s edge, like a gre wall guarding the secret heart of the woods. Here, birdsong reced the rustling leaves, a symphony of chirps and melodies filling the air. Butterflies, with wings like stained ss, danced in the sunlight, adding their own vibrant touch to the sce. The stillness of the ins, brok only by the gtle movemt of the grass and the flitting of insects, offered a sse of peace and tranquility. This unexpected clearing, a world away from the dse foliage, was a hav of op space and light, a surprising and captivating beauty hidd within the heart of the forest. This is the meeting ce. Noah waited for Aid to arrive and five minutester he arrived. ''''Sorry to keep you waiting.'''' Aid said but looking at his eyes he wasn''t sorry at all. Noah chuckled, not responding to Aid''s obvious provocation. His Presce Detection caught the presce of someone sneaking a and he immediately the previous ambiguous message from the system. ''So, you bring some helper. Well, it''s good as it mean more rewards.'' [Ding! The previous mission is being updated. New Mission: Completely crush your oppont and his helper. Reward: 5000 Gold] ''''Good!" Noah smiled upon hearing this notification. Aid frowned at Noah''sid-back attitude. He unsheathed his sword and called upon the wind. ''''Wind hear my call and make me stronger.'''' He chanted as a gre wind sured his body. Swoosh! Both of them disappeared at the same time. The sh of steel echoed through the clearing, each ng a punctuation mark in the deadly ballet unfolding betwe Aid and Noah. ngs! ngs! Aid, empowered by the wind''s embrace, moved with the fury of a storm, his de a silver blur dancing a deadly waltz. Each attack was a calcted tempest, aimed with deadly precision towards vital points on Noah''s body. Yet, Noah remained an unyielding ind amidst the swirling maelstrom. His movemts, though seemingly unhurried, were as fluid as flowing water, betraying an uncanny ability to anticipate Aid''s every strike. His Wind Boots, chanted with agility rather than raw speed, allowed him to pirouette through the onught with the grace of a seasoned dancer. Aid, fueled by the wind''s raw power, unleashed a flurry of attacks, each swingced with ough force to cleave a lesser oppont in two. But Noah, his movemts infused with an almost preternatural calm, effortlessly deflected each blow with minimal effort. Each ng resonated with the sound of perfect technique, his de meeting Aid''s with a controlled precision that spoke volumes of his experice. Instead of matching Aid''s aggression blow for blow, Noah adopted a measured approach, observing his oppont''s form with hawk-like focus. He sought the slightest tremor in a limb, the subtlest shift in stance, any telltale sign that might betray Aid''s fatigue or reveal a pottial oping. The air crackled with a palpable tsion as the duel continued, a silt war of strategy and skill unfolding beath the watchful gaze of the ancit forest. Time seemed to slow as thebatants danced on the precipice of violce, each waiting for the other to make the first crucial mistake. Noah hold the upper hand, the two shed again and again. After a couple of minutes, their breathless sh came to an d. ''''Hahaha! As expected I can''t win in the contest of swordsmanship. I thought I''ve somehow progressed and could surpass you but with this sh I''m now certain of the oue if we were to solely rely on swordsmanship. I can''t win.'''' Aid uttered those words while looking into Noah''s eyes. ''''I see. Why not go all out and fight seriously this time?'''' Noah responded with a provocation. Chapter 59: Lightning Vs Darkness Facing Noah''s provocation Aid didn''t respond, he calmed down before aiming him free right hand at Noah and chanted. ''''Lightning Fist!" Aid''s fist, propelled by the power of his Lightning Fist, seemed to crackle with electricity as it hurtled towards Noah. The speed was astonishing, leaving a faint blue trail in its wake. Yet, Noah remained unfazed. His Mana''s Armor, a defsive technique he acquired rectly, shimmered faintly as it absorbed the brunt of the attack. Bang! A low boom resonated through the air as the lightning fist collided with the invisible barrier. The force was ough to push Noah back a few steps, his feet scraping slightly against the g. Despite the impact, the Mana''s Armor held firm, leaving Noah unharmed. A momtary surprise flickered across Aid''s eyes. He hadn''t expected his signature attack, known for its devastating speed and piercing power, to be so easily countered. Yet, he quickly recovered, a determined glint returning to his gaze. "Interesting," Noah said, a hint of amusemt in his voice. "So, you have awaked another elemt? Lightning. Not a bad trick." Aid didn''t reply. Instead, heunched into a series of hand movemts, weaving intricate patterns in the air. The air a him crackled with rewed ergy, and a small ball of pure lightning materialized betwe his outstretched palm. Aid''s yell of "Condse and bloom! Lightning Sphere!" tore through the air, the vibrant blue orb crackling with raw power as it hurtled towards Noah. The yful glint in Noah''s eyes had vanished, reced by a steely determination. With a swift movemt, he raised his sword, the blue aura a it intsifying as he channeled his own power. Boom! The g shuddered as the sphere collided with the earth just before Noah. A blinding sh erupted, momtarily eclipsing the sce in its brilliance. Instead of the expected explosion, the sphere fractured, its ergy cleaved in two by the precise swing of Noah''s de. One half arced past him harmlessly, the other detonating with a thunderous crack against the nearby rock face, sding a shower of sparks and debris raining down. Capitalizing on the distraction, Aid, a blur of motion, emerged from the smoke. His fist, crackling with pott electricity, arced towards Noah''s unsuspecting back. However, he wasn''t as caught off guard as Aid had hoped. Noah, ssing the movemt through his Presce Detection, had already pivoted, his blue aura ring outwards to form a shimmering shield. A deafing ng resonated through the air as Aid''s sword met the barrier. The force of the impact jolted up his arm, momtarily contorting his face in a grimace. Though surprised by the sudd assault, Noah held his g, the blue shield flickering momtarily but ultimately holding firm. As the smoke slowly cleared, revealing two figures locked in a tse stand-off, the silce that descded was thick with unspok words. Suddly they moved in unison their weapons raised high. ngs! ngs! Sparks flew as their des met in a sh of metal and blue light. Aid, fuelled by a desperate need tond a blow, unleashed a flurry of lightning bolts, each crackling through the air with deadly precision. Boom! Boom! Noah, however, moved with an almost supernatural agility. He weaved and parried with minimal motions, his sword a blur of controlled defse. It was a whirlwind of offse and defse, a dance of lightning and steel. Frustration etched itself onto Aid''s face. Every bolt he fired seemed to find an oping only to be met with Noah''s lightning-fast reflexes. The air crackled with a desperate ergy, the smell of ozone heavy under the oppressive silce. Suddly, Noah saw his chance. As Aidunched another desperate bolt, Noah countered. With a precise flick of his wrist, he deflected the lightning downward, sding it scorching a furrow into the g just in front of Aid''s feet. The unexpected maneuver caught Aid off guard momtarily, creating a split-second oping. Seizing this opportunity, Noah lunged forward with blinding speed. His blue-aura-coated de aimed for Aid''s chest, its edge humming with contained power. Aid, adraline surging through him, reacted instinctively. He threw himself back, barely avoiding the deadly strike. The de sang as it sliced through the air a hair''s breadth from his chest, leaving a burning ssation in its wake. Aid scrambled to his feet, his chest heaving with exertion. He realized brute force wasn''t working. He needed a new strategy, a way to bypass Noah''s incredible agility. He nced at the scorch mark left by the deflected lightning bolt, a spark of inspiration igniting in his eyes. A new n began to form in his mind, a gamble that may just turn the tide of the battle. A desperate grin painted itself onto Aid''s face. He knew he couldn''t outmaneuver Noah in a straight-up duel. So, he decided to use Noah''s own speed against him. "You''re fast, Noah, I''ll give you that," Aid said, his voice raspy. "But let''s see how you like being chased." He raised his hand again, but this time, instead of focusing on one conctrated sphere, he weaved his fingers in a rapid sequce. Sparks danced a his fingertips as he split his magic, creating multiple small, fast-moving orbs of lightning. With a flick of his wrist, he st them shooting out in all directions, forming a web a Noah. Noah, caught off guard by the sudd change in strategy, was forced to abandon his offsive stance. He danced and weaved through the barrage of lightning, his blue aura ring as it absorbed the smaller bolts. He moved with practiced ease, his movemts a blur of trained reflexes. However, this wasn''t a simple attack. As Noah focused on dodging the numerous projectiles, Aid saw his chance. He channeled the remaining magic within him, forming a single,rger sphere of lightning, crackling with raw power, and aimed it directly at the g beath Noah''s feet. Noah, in the midst of avoiding a volley of smaller bolts, only noticed therger sphere at thest second. He realized he wouldn''t be able topletely dodge both the web of lightning and therger sphere. A quick decision had to be made. With a grunt, Noah channeled his mana into his sword, causing the blue aura to intsify. He raised the de above his head, intding to deflect therger sphere as he navigated through the smaller ones. The sce became a chaotic dance of light and motion. Noah, a whirlwind of blue, deflected the smaller bolts with his ergized sword, while therger sphere hurtled towards him. With this Aid was certain of his victory, to further seal this victory he had st signal to Gareth in hiding to move to deal the finishing blow just in case. A smirk couldn''t help adorning his face. Aid''s smirk faltered as Noah''s yful demeanor vanished, reced by a chilling seriousness. The world plunged into sudd darkness, swallowing them both in an inky ckness. Noah had just unleashed his second exclusive skill: The Night of Death! Aid''s heart hammered against his ribs. His victory, once certain, now felt like a distant dream. He couldn''t see Noah, but he felt him. A presce radiating a deadly aura materialized in front of him, impossibly fast. Before Aid could react, a fist, imbued with Noah''s fury and full strgth, mmed into his stomach. Bang ! The impact stealing the air from his lungs. ''''Gah!" He crumpled to his knees, a strangled cry escaping his lips as he vomited a torrt of blood. Distantly, he heard a muffled grunt and the sicking ng of metal on flesh. His vision blurred, the darkness swimming with swirling lights. A single thought echoed in his mind: Gareth. Through the haze, he saw a faint blue glow ¨C Noah''s sword, embedded in arge form lying motionless several meters away. The realization hit him like a physical blow. Gareth had tried to interve, and now... A gutturalugh ripped through the darkness, devoid of mirth, filled with a chilling inhumanity. Aid felt a heavy boot connect with his back, driving him face-first into the unforgiving g. He tasted dirt and blood, gasping for breath that wouldn''te. He was helpless, utterly defeated. "Seems like underestimating your oppont isn''t the best strategy, is it, Aid?" Noah''s voice, cold and emotionless, echoed in the darkness. Aid coughed, blood dribbling down his chin. He wanted to retort, to fight back, but his body refused to obey. He was a brok toy, discarded and forgott in the aftermath of a brutal game. The darkness remained, a suffocating presce mirroring the suffocating despair that threated to consume him. As his consciousness faded, the chilling image of Noah''sughter flickered in the void, a haunting reminder of his utter defeat. He thought this time he had prepared best, he could win, to sure his victory he increased his level like crazy. He ev awaked a second elemt, he brought Gareth with him just in case, everything was to win this rematch but s he still failed with all the preparation he did. He couldn''t understand, with his backg, his talt, he must be the winner? He must have everything, glory and her and yet Noah kept getting in his way? Just why? Aid kept wondering why he always lose to Noah? Is this his destiny? To always be second? No, he doesn''t believe it. Maybe it was because he hasn''t worked harder? Yes it had to be. He needs to work hard and stop underestimating Noah, treating like an equal. Havinge to this realization, Aid op his mouth and with difficulty said. ''''Cough! It''s my defeat this time. Cough! Next time I.. I will surely crush you.'''' He took out his smart bracelet and tossed it to the side, his body was veloped by blue light before vanishing. Noah canceled the Night of Death and light came back. He picked up the smart bracelet before moving toward Gareth and retrieved his smart bracelet as well, sding him out. He stood alone in the in, bathing in sunlight before his body suddly fall to the g with a thud. ''''Sure, I''ll be waiting.'''' He was too exhausted and his body hurts all over, he swallowed back the blood threating toe out. Aid was strong, much stronger than anticipated and despite losing in such a fashion, his will didn''t crumble, for the first time Noah felt respect towards Aid. Chapter 60: Temporary 1st Place Exhaustion had finally imed its due. Noah, his body a tapestry of aches and his mana reserves depleted, copsed onto the scorched grass. Sleep, heavy and dreamless, descded upon him. He slept for what felt like an eternity, the silce brok only by the rustle of wind through the tall grass. Wh he finally stirred awake, the sun was high in the sky. He sat up slowly, wincing at the sharp pain that bloomed in his side, a lingering reminder of the brutal fight. Taking a deep breath, he surveyed the aftermath of the battle. The once pristine clearing was now a sce of devastation. Craters marred the g, testamt to the raw power unleashed. Aid was strong and Noah feel a new found respect for him. "Alright, time to see how much progress I''ve made." With a grin on his face, Noah retrieved a pair of sleek smart bracelets. He effortlessly transferred the points stored within them to his own, causing his umted total to skyrocket by points. Now sittingfortably at points, he effortlessly imed the top spot on the ranking. "Pretty impressive, but I can''t get toofortable with this temporary first ce. If I want to make it permant, I need to level up my points. I can''t underestimate thepetition - they''re working just as hard and could catch up at any momt." Noah wasn''t one to let arrogance cloud his judgemt. He knew that maintaining his lead required continuous effort and improvemt. As the ranking updates spread across the ind, Noah''s rapid rise in points left the other studts in shock. They couldn''t fathom how he had umted so many points in such a short amount of time. The only logical exnation they coulde up with was that Noah must be a viin. With this revtion, the other studts quickly formed a n. They decided to target Noah, as taking him down would earn them double points and pottially secure their own ce at the top of the leaderboard. It was a risky move, but they believed it was worth the gamble. Unbeknownst to the others, Noah had be the prime target of the survival test. However, he didn''t mind. In fact, he weed the challge. He knew that being targeted would only mean more points for him, and he was confidt that only the reckless ones would dare to charge at him without thinking. Interestingly ough, the previous number and 3 in the ranking didn''t immediately jump at the opportunity to attack Noah. They were cautious and knew better than to underestimate him. They wanted to assess his capabilities and gather more information before making their move. After all, they wer''t willing to risk their own positions without a solid n. Meanwhile, twty kilometers north to Noah''s currt position, stood Lilith. Her hair, a stark contrast to the suring foliage, framed a face usually devoid of emotion. Today, however, a flicker of something akin to amusemt danced in her amber eyes as she was sured by a snarling pack of twty kobolds. Their crude weapons gleamed in the filtered sunlight, dripping with an eagerness to tear into the seemingly defseless woman. Suddly, a soft vibration buzzed against her wrist. It was her smart bracelet, updating its disy. A single, sharp eyebrow arched as she saw the new rankings sh across the scre. Noah. First ce. A slow, almost predatory smile crept across her lips. It was a rare sight, a twist of her features that most would consider unsettling rather than warm. To the kobolds, it was a tant provocation. ''''Grrr!" ''''Grrr!" Their guttural growls intsified, a collective snarl erupting from their ranks. Without warning, they lunged, a wave of gnashing teeth and shing ws aimed at Lilith. But their attack was met with an empty space. One momt she was there, her hair a beacon against the gre, the next, she was a phantom. Disbelief flickered across the kobold faces for a fleeting second before they were reced by a crimson tide. Spurt! Blood spurted from their necks, spraying the forest floor in a gruesome disy. Yet, there was no weapon glinting in the sunlight, no tell-tale whoosh of a de. Lilith, the White Witch, had moved with inhuman speed, her sword a whisper of death that imed its victims before they ev knew what hit them. The remaining kobolds froze, fear recing their previous aggression. The clearing held an eerie silce, brok only by the dripping of blood and the ragged gasps of the surviving creatures. Lilith reappeared behind them, her expression once again unreadable. With a single, swift motion, she dispatched the remaining kobolds, their lifeless bodies crumpling to the forest floor. As the dust settled, Lilith looked skyward, a hint of a challge flickering in her gaze. "First ce, huh, Noah? We''ll see how long you hold onto that crown." She vanished into the depth of the forest seeking more prey to hunt. Back at his location, an inexplicable shiver ran down Noah''s spine. It was as if an unse presce had brushed against him, a fleeting premonition that st a prickle of unease down his nerves. "Perhaps," he murmured to himself, "my lead has attracted unwanted atttion. Lilith wouldn''t be pleased, that much is certain. Herpetitive streak is legdary." A glint of steel flickered in his eyes. "But a worthy challge is what separates the strong from the stagnant. Bring it on." He squared his shoulders, a steely resolve recing the momtary unease. He wouldn''t let the fear ofpetition deter him. To prepare for the iing challge he had to strgth himself. To prepare before starting his crazy level up. ''''First, let''s me check my status window before browsing the system''s store.'''' ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Regr Level 0 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 30 Strgth: 40 Intelligce: 34 Dexterity: 50 Luck: 30 Stat Points:0 Coins: 7660G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presce Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl } Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strgth},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Chapter 61: [Bonus Chapter] Arthur Kaamelott In another location on the ind. Sunlight struggled to pierce the dse canopy of the ancit forest. Towering trees, their bark etched with the stories of cturies, stretched skyward like weathered giants. Moss, emerald gre and thick, clung to their gnarled trunks, while vines, as thick as a man''s arm, snaked betwe them, forming a tangled tapestry. The air hung heavy with the sct of damp earth and decaying leaves, a richness that spoke of a world undisturbed for millnia. The only sounds were the asional rustle of unse creatures and the distant murmur of a hidd stream. Beath the towering canopy, the forest floor was shrouded in perpetual twilight. A carpet of fall leaves, brown and gold, cushioned every step, their gtle crunch the only sound to break the silce. Here and there, shafts of sunlight, like spotlights on a grand stage, illuminated pockets of vibrant gre ferns and delicate wildflowers pushing their way through the decaying leaves. Mushrooms, in a riot of colors and shapes, dotted the forest floor, while strange, twisted roots wed their way through the undergrowth, like the grasping fingers of some unse creature. The air itself felt charged with a primal ergy, a sse of ancit power that resonated deep within the bones. It was a ce of mystery and magic, a timeless realm where nature reigned supreme. In the heart of the ancit forest, sunlight dappled the clearing where Arthur stood, his gold hair aze in the filtered light. A young knight, barely past his first bloom, he faced a band of hobgoblins, their guttural snarls echoing through the silt trees. His blue eyes, usually bright with youthful thusiasm, held a steely glint in the face of the threat. The fight was brutal. The hobgoblins, stocky and fierce, swung their crude weapons with abandon. Arthur, though nimble on his feet, bore the brunt of their assault. His two-handed sword, a weapon passed down through gerations, became a whirlwind of steel as he parried and riposted with a skill belying his age. Sweat beaded on his brow, and exhaustion gnawed at his limbs, but his determination never wavered. With a final, bone-crushing blow, Arthur st thest hobgoblin sprawling, its guttural cry cut short. He stood panting, the clearing littered with the fall bodies of his foes. Despite the adraline coursing through him, a wave of weariness washed over him. A soft vibration hummed on his wrist ¨C his smart bracelet. With a weary swipe, he essed thetest leaderboard. A smile, guine and warm, spread across his face as he saw Noah''s name at the top. His frid, the young man who looks at him as if he was annoying, was always striving to be the best. A pang of longing crossed him. He, too, dreamt of a day wh he could test his mettle against Noah, a fridly duel betwe two warriors pushing each other to greater heights. But now wasn''t the time. Arthur sheathed his sword, its worn leather whispering tales of past battles. There were other threats lurking in the shadows, other creatures that needed to be vanquished before he could tertain the thought of a fridlypetition. "One day, Noah," he murmured to himself, the rustling leaves carrying his words away. "One day, we''ll fight side-by-side.But for now, there''s work to be done." With rewed determination, Arthur turned away from the clearing, vturing deeper into the emerald embrace of the forest. He knew his path would be fraught with danger, but the thought of Noah leading the way fueled his steps. As he marched deeper in the forest after healing his injury with Heal, his first Exclusive skill born from the Light elemt, Arthur couldn''t help but think about Noah. Despite the distance Noah ced betwe them, a distance that felt like a precipice where trust teetered on the edge, Arthur held a guine desire for fridship. Initially, curiosity piqued his interest. Noah wasn''t just any new face; he was the son of Logan, the infamous Spear of Destruction, and whispers painted him as a fighter surpassing ev his father. Yet, upon meeting Noah, a differt picture emerged. The young man with his shock of grey hair borderline silver carried a detached air that both intrigued and unsettled Arthur. A primal instinct, a whisper in the back of his mind, urged him to forge a bond with Noah. It was a hunch, a feeling that being a this igmatic man would lead to exciting and unpredictable turns ¨C a much-needed shakeup in this stagnant era of yers. There was a captivating mystery suring Noah, a shroud that drew Arthur in like a moth to a me. He yearned not just for fridship, but perhaps to be a confidante. For beath Noah''s aloof facade, Arthur, blessed with the Light Elemt, ssed a profound sse of loneliness. It resonated with him on a deep level. He wanted to bridge the gap, to offer a sliver of sce andpanionship, to chip away at the walls Noah had built a himself. Perhaps, in time, he could be the frid Noah needed, the one to chase away the shadows that clung to him. ''''I''m hungry.'''' Arthur suddly stopped on his track. Feeling hungry he decided to feel his empty stomach before he would continue ying monsters to quickly increase his level to reach the next rank, he had to reach the Regr rank before the d of the day, he currtly at Level 7. Arthur unwrapped the sandwich, the sct of cured meat and cheese a wee distraction from the damp forest air. It was a simple meal, thrown together before dawn, but the tangy mustard and the satisfying crunch of the bread brought a smile to his face. He took a thoughtful bite, his eyes scanning the dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves. Every rustle, every snap of a twig, st a jolt of awaress through him. Years of hunting had honed his sses, turning the symphony of the forest into anguage he understood. The water, cool and refreshing, helped wash away thest crumbs as he crumpled the empty wrapper into his backpack. ''''Well, time to work harder not only in leveling up, I must increase my points as well.'''' Arthur disappeared into the depth of the forest. Time for some hunting. Chapter 62: Versus Troll ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Regr Level 20 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 30 Strength: 40 Intelligence: 34 Dexterity: 50 Luck: 30 Stat Points:0 Coins: 7660G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö "Wow, 7660 gold coins! Pretty decent haul," Noah muttered to himself. He summoned the store window and quickly jumped to the skills section. He had already instructed the system to only show him the skills that he could afford with his current amount of gold coins, so he didn''t waste any time. And true to its programming, the system delivered exactly what he asked for. As Noah browsed through the skills avable for his stash of gold coins, he came across two that caught his eye. The first one was priced at 5000 gold, while the second one was a bit more affordable at 2000 gold. [Shadow Steps Lvl 1 Grade: Epic Usage restriction: Regr rank and higher Description: Creates three shadows to move and then instantly transports to one of the shadows. Shadows immediately disappear if they move beyond a 100m radius or suffer physical damage. The unconsciously created shadows mimic the owner''s movements, each moving differently. The skill duration is 1 minutes. The higher is the skill proficiency more it willst and the more shadows will be created. Purchase Cost: 5000 gold] A great skill, Noah didn''t hesitate to buy it. [Blood Flower Grade: Epic Description: Causes a powerful explosion using the target''s wounds and flowing blood as a medium. Not limited to a single target; can select all targets within a 10m radius as subjects for Blood Flower. Restriction: To reapply Blood Flower to the same target, a day must pass. Purchase Price: 2500 Gold Coins] Noah decided to purchase the second skill as well, despite its lower pricepared to the first one. The reason for this price difference could be attributed to a couple of factors. Firstly, the second skill have a restriction unlike the Shadows Steps. Secondly, the second skill may is not a growth type skill that improves or bes more potent with use or practice. Growth type skills often require continuous training and investment of time to reach their full potential. In contrast, the second skill have a fixed level of effectiveness, which could exin its lower price. These factorsbined could exin why the second skill is priced lower despite being in the same rank as the first skill. Noah''s heart sank as he realized the extent of his spending. Seeing his gold coins reduced from 7660 to a mere 60 was a heavy blow. However, amidst his disappointment, he found sce in the fact that he had acquired valuable skills that would be crucial for his journey ahead. With everything prepared, Noah steeled himself for the next leg of his adventure. Determined to level up faster, he made the decision to venture into the inner part of the ind, specifically the treacherous desert. Aware of the increased danger that awaited him there, Noah believed that the rewards and opportunities for growth would outweigh the risks. Taking a deep breath, Noah set off towards the desert, ready to face the challenges thaty ahead. As he was about to reach the outeryer of the forest, the system notification rang out announcing a new mission. [Ding! A new mission Eliminate the guardian. Rewards: 5000 Gold] A new mission, a swift opportunity to replenish his stash of golden coins Considering the system''s remarkable generosity, this guardian surely won''t be a pushover. ''''Let''s go!" The lush green embrace of the forest faded, yielding to the harsh whispers of sand carried by the wind. Beads of sweat formed on Noah''s forehead as he pushed through thest barrier of foliage, stepping into the heart of the ind - a merciless desert. And there, blocking his path, stood a colossal figure. A monstrous troll, towering at least three meters, cast its ominous shadow upon him. Its skin, the color of brooding storm clouds, bore the scars of countless brutal battles. One bloodshot eye gleamed with malevolence beneath a brow resembling a gnarled tree trunk. In its hand, it wielded a club crafted from the shattered trunk of a fallen giant. A formidable C-rank monster. A worthy adversary. A primal shiver ran down Noah''s spine, but fear swiftly morphed into a familiar surge of excitement. Retreat was not in his nature. He had journeyed this far in search of a challenge, and this monstrous troll presented an opportunity he would not back down from, beside he wouldn''t let 5000 gold coins slip through his fingers. "GRAAAAA!" With a fierce roar that reverberated through the barrenndscape, the troll charged forward. Its club swung through the air, emanating a malevolent energy that promised devastation. Reacting with the instincts of a seasoned warrior, Noah swiftly activated his signature skill, Shadow Steps. Three ethereal silhouettes materialized around him, mirroring his movements with an uncanny fluidity. The troll, momentarily bewildered by the sudden multiplication of adversaries, faltered for a crucial split second. And in that fleeting moment, Noah seized the opportunity. Empowered by the Seal of Death, he unleashed a surge of augmented speed and strength. With a battle cry that pierced the desert winds, he propelled himself into action. One of the shadows dissipated, and Noah reemerged behind the towering troll. His twin swords, gleaming under the harsh desert sun, moved with deadly precision. One de found its mark, slicing deep into the troll''s back, leaving a gaping wound. Thick, ck blood oozed from the gash, staining the coarse fur that covered the creature''s massive frame. Enraged, the troll let out a thunderous roar, swinging its massive club in a desperate attempt to locate its unseen assant. "GRAAAA!" The troll let out a deafening roar, causing the sand beneath Noah''s feet to tremble. However, the shadows continued their graceful dance, as Noah swiftly dodged and weaved between the illusory figures. His strikes were precise and relentless, causing the troll to bleed profusely. Despite its regenerative abilities, the monster struggled to keep up with the onught. The battle transformed into a savage ballet, with the troll''s anger making its attacks predictable and sluggish, easily anticipated by Noah. Like a phantom lurking in the shadows, he utilized his agility to toy with the creature, reminiscent of a matador taunting a bull. Noah''s objective was clear: inflict numerous shallow wounds. He understood that the troll''s regeneration would struggle to handle aplete bloodbath, but awork of smaller injuries would create prime targets for his ultimate attack. With one final, precise sh that left a shallow gash across the troll''s chest, Noah swiftly retreated. "Behold, the Blood Flowers!" he bellowed. BOOM! The troll staggered, overwhelmed by dizziness. The explosions tore through its flesh, creating a symphony of agony that overwhelmed its already taxed healing factor. The monstrous brute copsed to its knees, momentarily stunned. This was Noah''s moment. He understood that the Blood Flowers alone wouldn''t be enough to finish the job, but they had sessfully weakened the beast to a vulnerable state. With a swift motion, he activated Night of Death. The world around him plunged into a deep, imprable darkness, engulfing the clearing and the wounded troll entirely. The creature let out a bewildered bellow, its single eye rendered useless in the sudden void. In this cloak of darkness, Noah reigned as the master. He moved effortlessly, his senses heightened by his honed skills. By listening to the enraged bellows, Noah pinpointed the thrashing troll''s location. With a burst of speed, he materialized behind the creature, his twin katanas gleaming faintly in the magical darkness. In one seamless motion, he raised a de and drove it deep into the troll''s sole, exposed eye. "Graaaaaaa!" The troll''s roar morphed into a spine-chilling shriek of agony. It thrashed about wildly, its colossal form a chaotic silhouette in the darkness. Yet, Noah stood firm, the sword firmly lodged in the creature''s eye, until its struggles began to wane. Aware that the opportunity wouldn''tst indefinitely, Noah took action. With a final breath, he bellowed, "Behold, the Blood Flower!" Kaboom! In an instant, a blinding burst of crimson light erupted from the creature''s head, surpassing the brilliance of the midday desert sun. The ground quaked under the sheer force of the explosion. When the light subsided, all that remained was a whisper of smoke and the lifeless body of the troll sprawled upon the blood-soaked sand. Noah staggered backwards, his vision swirling. The Night of Death and the Blood Flower had sapped every ounce of his energy. Copsing against a nearby boulder, he struggled to catch his breath. The aftermath of the battle was an overwhelming mixture of silence and exhration. He had aplished it. He had faced off against a formidable C-rank monster and emerged victorious, though not unscathed. As the clearing regained its luminosity, Noah surveyed the scene. The monstrous figure of the troll, once a formidable foe, nowy motionless. Fatigue washed over him like a tidal wave, but beneath it pulsed a profound sense of achievement. This was more than just a triumph; it was a deration. Whatever challenge he would face he will always prevail. Chapter 63: Inner Zone: the Desert You push through the final veil of foliage, the forest exhaling in your wake. The sun, an unyielding hammer, pounds upon your flesh. The air, dense with the scent of moist earth and evergreen, now feels thin and parched, carrying only a faint whisper of dust and an eerie metallic tang. The symphony of birdsong that once filled your ears is mercilessly silenced, reced by an unsettling stillness broken only by the asional sigh of the wind. Gone are the towering giants, their verdant cloaks reced by a vast expanse of sun-baked sand. The dunes, sculpted by the wind into sinuous curves, resemble the slumbering backs of forgotten gods. In the distance, jagged, skeletal mountains w at the relentless azure sky, their once vibrant hues bleached to pale spectres by the unrelenting sun. The sparse vegetation that clings to survival here is a testament to resilience ¨C gnarled and twisted cacti, their emerald flesh reduced to leathery scales that shimmer in the heat haze, and stubborn shrubs with leaves like minuscule ws scraping at the unforgiving heavens. The contrast is savage. The forest pulsed with life, a vibrant tapestry woven from countless shades of green and brown, teeming with creatures both mighty and minuscule. Here, the desert is a canvas painted in stark tones of ochre, rust, and the bleached white of bone. It is andscape of raw magnificence, a ce where life clings desperately, where resilience is measured not in years but in moments stolen from the scorching sun and unquenchable thirst. Yet, beneath the harsh exterior, there is a haunting, almost primordial allure. This is not a realm of abundant plenty, but of quiet fortitude and breathtaking endurance thatmands reluctant reverence. It is and sculpted by extremes, where beauty and peril entwine in a silent ballet. This desert is part of the inner zone of the ind where Noah and the other students were trying to survive for 5 night and 6 days. Noah who had decided to enter this ce fought the guardian stationed between the border of the two zones. Using various skills he killed the troll. [Ding! Mission sessfully cleared. Reward: 5000 Gold] [Level up!] [Level up!] Noah''s power surged, ascending by a formidable duo of levels. "True to form for a creature of C-ranked prowess," Noah murmured, devoid of conceit. The battle may have appeared effortless, but it was the fusion of his abilities and astuteness that ensured victory. He understood the importance of remainingposed, never sumbing to hubris, knowing that true arrogance could only be justified upon iming the throne of ultimate might. As his level surged twofold, Noah''s wounds mended and weariness evaporated. A wave of rejuvenation washed over him, akin to the sensation of awakening from a restful slumber, brimming with revitalized vigor. ''''Status Window!" ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Regr Level 22 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 34 Strength: 44 Intelligence: 38 Dexterity: 54 Luck: 34 Stat Points:4 Coins: 5060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Noah wasted no time in allocating the 4 stat points he had earned after leveling up. With unwavering determination, he invested them twice into his strength, causing it to surge from 44 to 48. As for his dexterity, he chose to postpone its enhancement for the time being. Noah understood the importance of maintaining a well-rounded character, and thus he slowly but surely strived to achieve the perfect bnce among his various attributes. Prior to venturing into the desert, Noah diligently inspected his backpack to ensure he was adequately equipped. To his satisfaction, he discovered a plentiful supply of water bottles, delectable wild boar jerky, a handful of sandwiches, a tempting assortment of chocte, and,st but not least, a delightful assortment of cookies. Every essential item was meticulously packed and ready for his journey. In addition to his well-stocked backpack, Noah decided to make a strategic purchase from the system''s store. He invested in an Experience (Exp) booster, knowing that it would greatly benefit his progress. As a result, he found himself with a remaining bnce of 2060 Gold. Noah was confident that he would swiftly replenish his funds, so there was no need to be frugal or hesitant in his expenditure. Feeling a slight pang of hunger and the need to replenish his energy levels, Noah reached into his backpack and retrieved one of the delectable sandwiches he had packed. With voracious appetite, he devoured it, savoring each bite as he refueled his body for the arduous journey ahead. Once he had finished his sandwich, Noah indulged in a few delightful crumbs of cookies, relishing their sweet and satisfying taste. The burst of sugar provided a much-needed boost to his spirits, further invigorating him for the challenges thaty ahead. Aware of the importance of staying hydrated in the desert, Noah took a moment to drink a small amount of water from one of his water bottles. The cool liquid refreshed his throat and quenched his thirst, ensuring he remained properly hydrated as he embarked on his desert exploration. Satisfied with his quick snack and rehydration, Noah felt a surge of energy coursing through his veins. With renewed vigor, he was ready to face the treacherous desert and all the dangers it held. Noah carefully inspected his weapons, knowing that they would be crucial for his safety in the treacherous desert. He had two swords, which had served him well in previous adventures, although their durability was beginning to show signs of wear. Despite this, Noah believed they would still be effective for a while longer. In addition to his swords, Noah also carried a few rusty daggers as backup weapons. While they were not as reliable as his swords, they could stille in handy if the need arose. "Well, this should suffice for now," Noah thought to himself. "I can always switch weapons as I venture deeper into the desert. And if worsees to worst, I still have some gold left to purchase a new weapon from the system''s store." With his weapons in hand and a determined spirit, Noah set forth on his desert exploration. The thrill of the unknown awaited him, and he was ready to face whatever challengesy ahead. Chapter 64: Ilya and Francesca Deep within the emerald embrace of the forest, a jewel catches the dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves. A hush falls over you as you emerge from the dense foliage, the symphony of buzzing insects and chirping birds reced by the gentlepping of water against the shore. Here, nestled at the foot of a towering, snow-capped mountain, lies ake as still as a mirror. The surface, undisturbed by wind, reflects the immensity of the mountain above, its snow-capped peak a perfect upside-down pyramid against the azure sky. Lush evergreens crowd the shoreline, their branches reaching out to dip their emerald fingers into the cool water. Sunlight filters through the canopy, dappling the surface with dancing golden coins. The water itself is a breathtaking palette of blues and greens. Along the shallow edges, the crystal rity allows you to see pebbles nestled on the sandy bottom, their smooth surfaces catching the light like scattered jewels. Deeper in, the water deepens to an inky blue, hinting at hidden depths. Perhaps a lone log basks on the shore, bleached a pale gray by sun and water. Or maybe a family of ducks glides serenely across the surface, leaving a trail of ripples that shatter the perfect reflection for a moment. The air hums with the quiet industry of the forest ¨C the rustle of unseen creatures in the undergrowth, the buzz of a dragonfly patrolling its territory. Thiske is a ce of peace, a sanctuary within the wild embrace of the forest. It beckons you closer, promising a cool respite on a hot day or a moment of quiet reflection amidst the vibrant life that surrounds it. Ilya, her short ck hair gleaming under the yful rays of sunlight, erupted withughter as Francesca yfully sshed a handful of cool water at her. The droplets shimmered on Ilya''s brown skin, momentarily forgotten as she lunged towards her friend. Their mischievous duel elicited a delighted squeal from Francesca, her hair of rose gold escaping its braid as she skillfully dodged. The ripples caused by their yful chase distorted the mirrored reflection of the mountain, momentarily transforming the peak into a whimsical monster winking mischievously at them. Amidst their aquatic battle, theirughter was hushed, out of respect for the serene ambiance of the ce. They paused, catching their breath, while the refreshing forest air cooled their flushed skin. With a mischievous twinkle in her green eyes, Ilya brushed away a stray strand of hair from Francesca''s face. "You wouldn''t believe the size of the catfish I spotted down there," Ilya teased, exaggerating yfully. "It was bigger than your head, Franny!" Francesca, her emerald eyes sparkling in response, yfully swatted at Ilya''s arm. "Oh really? Well, then you must have missed the mermaid sunning herself on that rock over there." Both of them burst into giggles once again, the sound softly echoing through the surrounding trees. The yful banter gradually subsided, reced by a tranquil silence as they dipped their toes back into the water. Sunlight danced upon the water''s surface, casting flickering patterns across their faces as they leaned back, allowing the serene beauty of theke to envelop them. Theirughter gradually faded into contented sighs as Ilya and Francesca emerged from theke, their skin adorned with glistening droplets resembling scattered jewels. The midday sun hung mercilessly in the sky, transforming the forest floor into a scorching oven. In a rush, they scrambled for their packs left by the shore, swiftly exchanging their wet clothes for dry ones. Finding sce beneath the shade of a towering oak tree, they gratefully copsed onto the soft earth. Hunger gnawed at their bellies, a sharp reminder of the morning''s exertion. Their lunch was far from impressive - a foil pouch containing a dehydrated sd mix, another delivery from the drone that had be their lifeline. Francesca tore it open with a practiced flick of her wrist, the metallic crinkling breaking the stillness. The scent of freeze-dried vegetables mingled oddly with the earthy aroma of the forest floor, but neither girlined. "Haute cuisine, al fresco style," Ilya quipped, her voiceced with yful humor. Her mischievous green eyes sparkled, betraying the rumbling in her stomach. Francesca mirrored her grin, her rose-gold hair catching the sunlight that filtered through the leaves. "Beats campfire rations any day. Besides, we''ll have quite the story to tell ¨C surviving on astronaut food in the heart of the wilderness." With a shared understanding, they meticulously divided the meager meal, their movements efficient from days of practice. Each bite was savored, a small triumph over the ever-present hunger. As they ate, their gazes darted between the dappled sunlight dancing on the forest floor and the distant horizon that beckoned them forward. Their brief respite came to an end. The wilderness would not wait, and their objective remained the same - to endure this test of survival. With a sigh, they hoisted their backpacks onto their shoulders, the weight a familiarfort against their backs. A quick nce passed between them, a silent promise to keep moving, to keep pushing forward, together. Casting one final look back at the tranquilke, they rose to their feet, ready to confront whatever challengesy ahead on the path before them. As they continued their journey through the forest, Francesca yfully fiddled with her smart bracelet, checking thetest updates. A mischievous grin spread across her face as she noticed that Noah had overtaken Lilith for the top spot in their friendlypetition. "It seems our friend lost the first ce to her sweetheart," Francescamented, her voice filled with amusement. Ilya shrugged, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "It seems so. But knowing Lilith, that expressionless girl should be working hard and will eventually reim her ce." Francesca chuckled, teasingly nudging Ilya''s shoulder. "Oh, our little Ilya seems to have faith in our princess, doesn''t she?" Ilya rolled her eyes yfully, but a trace of affection was evident in her response. "Well, someone has to believe in her, right?" Their banter continued, filling the air withughter and lightheartedness as they navigated through the dense foliage. Suddenly, Ilya stopped prompting Francesca to ask. ''''A new enemy?'''' Ilya nodded. Francesca sighed before saying. ''''Stay still, I''ll bless you.'''' A radiant cluster of light emanated from Francesca''s hand and permeated Ilya''s mind. In that moment, a message materialized before Ilya. [Skill Bless Effect: All stats increase by 15%.] [Duration: 10:59] In an instant, Ilya brandished her spear and disappeared, reappearing right in front of the enemy before he could react. "Behold the Curse of Slowness!" A dark mist emanated from her hands, infiltrating the man''s body. The enemy''s movements became lethargic, and Ilya unleashed a barrage of attacks, swiftly overpowering and defeating him. Chapter 65: He is a Madman Noah, venturing through the scorching desert, had yet toe across any mythical creatures. The relentless heat caused beads of sweat to trickle down his face, leaving him increasingly frustrated. As he trudged along, a thought crossed his mind: this was not his first encounter with the desert. The first time was alongside his father, when they ventured from the arid wastnd into a mysterious dungeon. It was Noah''s inaugural expedition into a dungeon, an experience that would forever be etched in his memory. People revered his father as the "Spear of Destruction," a figure they idolized and admired. Little did they know the truth behind the facade. He was a man gued by madness, concealed beneath a cloak of heroism. A nostalgic chuckle escaped Noah''s lips as he reminisced about that perilous adventure, which took ce when he was a mere fourteen years old. ¡ã¡ã¡ã In the depths of the magma-covered dungeon, Noah''s fear gripped him, his eyes darting around like a frightened rabbit. Suddenly, massive crocodiles emerged from the swirlingva. These were the me Crocodiles, fearsome monsters known as C-Rank creatures. With their jaws wide open, they charged towards Noah and his father, Logan. Despite the terrifying sight, Logan couldn''t help but chuckle. "Stay alive and focus," he calmly advised, his words sending shivers down Noah''s spine. Logan extended his hand, and as if guided by an invisible force, a ck spear called Ashura flew into his grasp. Noah''s body tensed as he witnessed this extraordinary sight. In an instant, Ashura erupted with a blinding burst of light, its resonance causing ripples throughout the dungeon. Noah''s face contorted with difort, his heart pounding violently. The sound of the spear''s cry grated on his nerves, and he realized he wasn''t the only one affected. The me Crocodiles convulsed, stimted by the spear''s resonance. From all corners of the volcanic zone, other creatures emerged, drawn to the disturbance. Flying monsters darkened the sky, while massive beastsrger than the me Crocodiles charged towards Logan. Noah couldn''t believe his eyes. "This is insane!" he eximed, his mouth agape in shock. But the true madness had only just begun. With Ashura in hand, Logan dashed towards the oing monsters. The massive bodies of the me Crocodiles were torn apart, their resilient flesh sliced as if it were paper. And it wasn''t just the me Crocodiles - other unknown monsters met the same ruthless fate. Logan moved like a storm, sending the monsters flying with each swing of Ashura. Lava flowed, debris filled the air, and the dungeon trembled under the force of his onught. Noah couldn''tprehend what he was witnessing. "Is this really my father? What is his current rank?" he wondered, his mind filled with awe and confusion. Logan''s disy of power was staggering, relying solely on his own strength and the ck spear named Ashura to decimate the horde of monsters. Covered in blood and flesh, he appeared less human and more like a merciless predator. Noah, even as his son, was overwhelmed by the madness emanating from Logan. He couldn''t move or even take a breath, mesmerized by the sight before him. As thest monster fell to the ground, a powerful C-Rank rhinoceros-like creature. In a remarkable disy of skill, his father single-handedly obliterated the horde of monsters. Astonishingly, he exhibited no signs of exhaustion. Swallowing a lump in his throat, Noah unknowingly gulped down his dry saliva. And then, it happened. Roarrrrrr! A deafening roar reverberated from the peak of the volcano. Upon hearing the roar, Noah''s mind went nk. Struggling to maintain hisposure, he witnessed an immense creature emerging from the summit of the volcano. The sheer magnificence of the colossal beast, reminiscent of a legendary dragon, rendered Noah speechless with awe. Logan grinned as he beheld the creature. "Finally, you''ve arrived. Crimson Drake!" Covered in scales as red as blood, its body extended a staggering thirty meters, with wings that spanned even further when fully stretched. ''Is that not a dragon?'' Noah quivered in the presence of the Drake, a sight he had never encountered before in his entire life. The crimson aura enveloping the Crimson Drake''s form starkly contrasted against its emergence from the moltenva. Monsters of B-rank and higher also possessed unique characteristics simr to those of humans. The color red indicated the Crimson Drake''s exceptional prowess in physicalbat, while its blue aura hinted at its mastery of magic within its domain. As a B-rank or higher monster, it possessed formidable magical abilities. Logan, tightening his grip on Ashura, addressed his son. "Son, that fiend is the ultimate boss of this dungeon." Despite facing the dungeon''s most powerful adversary, Logan disyed no signs of fear. Instead, he appeared exhrated, a maniacal grin spreading across his face. Noah couldn''tprehend his father''sThe color red indicated the Crimson Drake''s exceptional prowess in physicalbat, while its blue aura hinted at its mastery of magic within its domain. As a B-rank or higher monster, it possessed formidable magical abilities. Logan, tightening his grip on Ashura, addressed his son. "Son, that fiend is the ultimate boss of this dungeon." Despite facing the dungeon''s most powerful adversary, Logan disyed no signs of fear. Instead, he appeared exhrated, a maniacal grin spreading across his face. Noah couldn''tprehend his father''s demeanor. He wondered whether everyone who became a high-ranking yers would be crazy like that, or whether only crazy individuals could be a high-ranking awakened. Raaaar! The crimson drake unfurled its wings, ascending into the heavens. Its objective: Logan. With lightning speed, the Crimson drake raced towards Logan. Even before the Wyvern arrived, a gust of wind sliced through the atmosphere. Bending his knees slightly, Logan''s father spoke. "My son!" "Yes?" "Survive on your own." "That''s..." In that instant, Logan propelled himself off the ground. Whoosh! It''s extraordinary for a person to take flight, but there was also a sonic boom. Logan broke the sound barrier, instantaneously appearing in front of the Crimson Drake. Crash! The collision between the colossal beast and the tiny human echoed through the air. The aftermath shook the dungeon to its very core. The once calmva surged like a tidal wave, spewing in all directions, and the volcano expelled even denser ck smoke. The lifeless bodies of the monsters Logan had vanquished melted into the molten rock. The protective heat emanating from the volcano dissipated upon their demise. Lava surged towards Noah. "Damn it!" He hastily maneuvered to evade the fiery flow, but it relentlessly pursued him. If he continued on this path, he would dissolve into theva just like the other monsters. BOOM! Amidst the chaos, Logan''s father and the Scarlet Wyvern engaged in a fierce aerial battle. However, a problem arose when Logan''s father deflected the Wyvern''s fiery breath, causing it to dangerouslynd near Noah. KABOOM! Apanied by a thunderous sound,va sshed, and Noah bore the full force of it. "Ugh!" Noah dashed around in a frenzy, resembling a madman. With the unpredictable surges ofva and the urgency of the situation, he couldn''t even begin to contemte how to utilize his abilities. In order to survive, he needed to distance himself from the area where Logan and the Scarlet Wyvern shed. Noah leaped across the sea ofva, traversing over the ck volcanic rocks. Suddenly, the rock hended on crumbled, revealing moltenva beneath. If he were to fall, it would spell his demise. His mind raced, and he poured every ounce of his strength into his legs to propel himself forward. His speed increased exponentially draining his mana. Noah managed tond on a solid volcanic rock just before his mana ran outpletely. Huff! Huff! Kneeling on the volcanic rock, he gasped for breath. His heart felt like it might burst, and a metallic taste filled his lungs. It was the aftermath of exerting all his energy in a single moment. And then, it happened. Rumble! The entire dungeon shook violently. Looking towards the source, Noah saw that his fight with the Crimson Drake was reaching its climax. "It''s over," he muttered in a manic tone. A tremendous power surged within Logan''s weapon, Ashura. In his eyes, Ashura seemed to double in size for a moment. Logan flung Ashura towards the Crimson Drake''s. Swoosh! Ashura soared through the air like a meteor, piercing straight through the Crimson Drake''s chest. Bang! The Crimson Drake emitted a pitiful cry as it plummeted. Thud! The colossal monster, over thirty meters in length, crashed onto theva terrain. Devoid of strength, the drake''s body sprawled across the ground. Noah''s father descended upon the motionless drake. Though the Crimson Drake still gasped for breath, itsbored breaths were feeble as it looked up at Noah''s father. ncing down at the Crimson drake, Noah''s father spoke. "Well, too bad for you. I win." His father hoisted Ashura high into the sky and thrust it deep into the beating heart of the Crimson Drake. Whoosh! Boom! The excruciating pain of Ashura''s pration caused the Crimson Drake to convulse, but its final thrashes were feeble. Embedded in the Crimson Drake''s heart, Ashura glowed with a fiery red hue, brimming with the immense power of a dungeon''s ultimate adversary. Ashura greedily absorbed the fiery energy from the Crimson Drake, growing hotter and hotter, as if on the verge of melting away. At the pinnacle of this intense heat, Ashura underwent a sudden metamorphosis. The ebony spear gleamed with an even more malevolent aura, its presence bing increasingly ominous. "Hehehe! Impressive, my son. Let us leave before the dungeon copses, for the final boss has met its demise. I hope you have learned a valuable lesson." Noah stared at his father with a nk expression. "Valuable lesson, huh? More like I just realized my father is a lunatic," he thought to himself before reluctantly following his father. ¡ã¡ã¡ã Back in the real world, Noah shook his head, snapping out of his reminiscing. He couldn''t help but acknowledge that his father was indeed a madman when it came to battle. Even to this day, Noah had no idea what rank his father held. Every time he asked, his father would just grin and tell him to take a guess. That irritating grin on his face always annoyed Noah, and he made a silent vow to himself that one day, when he surpassed his father, he would punch him as payback for all the reckless things he had made him do. Chapter 66: Giant Horned Hyenas The setting sun descended beneath the desert horizon, casting a vibrant palette of fiery oranges and reds across the vast expanse of sand. Noah, his muscles pleasantly fatigued from a day of adventure, finally discovered the perfect location to establish his camp. A grouping of ancient desert pines provided a small patch of shade, while a nearby smooth rock appeared to be an ideal spot for a cozy campfire. A contented grin formed on his face as he unpacked his backpack, the only sound in the desert being the whispering wind as it glided through the dunes. This was the solitude he yearned for, an opportunity to connect with the unrefined splendor of the wilderness. Noahid out his sleeping bag, relishing in its familiar warmth that contrasted with the cool breath of the desert. Memories of his first journey through the desert danced in his mind, highlighting the stark difference between day and night. The sun, an unyielding furnace in the daytime, would soon sumb to a bone-chilling coldness. But Noah was no novice. Years of experience had transformed him into a cautious desert traveler. With practiced ease, he rummaged through his pack, retrieving hisst sandwich. The bread had be slightly hardened in the dry desert air, but his hungerpelled him to devour it, relishing each bite. Next came the wild boar jerky, its smoky and salty vor providing a weed change. Finally, he concluded his meal with a crisp apple, the juicy flesh bursting with freshness in his parched mouth. Each bite served as a reminder of the importance of careful nning - every item in his pack chosen specifically tobat the unique challenges of the desert. He finished off with a long swig of water, the cool liquid quenching his thirst and settling his stomach. Now, with a satisfied belly and a clear mind, Noah stood ready to embrace the desert night. Dun! Dun! A disturbing shudder rippled through the earth, rupturing the calm of the desert night. Noah''s muscles immediately tightened. He knew better than to expect smooth sailing in the desert. However, this vibration brought a wave of unease crashing over him. His usual technique, Presence Detection, proved useless. The source of the tremorsy beyond thirty meters, rendering his usual methods ineffective. He dropped to his hands, pressing his palms against the cool sand. This primitive approach, refined through experience, offered his only chance at assessing the impending danger. The vibrations, subtle yet discernible, conveyed a wealth of information to his honed senses. By deciphering the tremors, Noah estimated the approaching force to number somewhere between 30 and 40. A formidable group. Just as his mind raced with potential strategies, a jarring digital voice pierced the desert air. [Ding! Survive the onught of monsters! The more monsters you y, the greater the rewards. 10 = 1000 Gold] A wide grin spread across Noah''s face as the tremors grew stronger. "Perfect!" he eximed, a hint of wee irritation coloring his voice. This unexpected challenge provided the ideal opportunity to release some built-up frustration. With a dramatic gesture, he crushed a in his hand ¨C the Exp Booster. For the next two hours, his gained experience would be doubled. "Let''s see what you''re made of," he muttered, his eyes sparkling with a mixture of anticipation and the promise of elerated growth. The serenity of the night had been shattered, reced by the pulsating energy of an impending battle. The vibrations intensified, sending powerful ripples through the ground beneath Noah''s hands. Atst, the approaching horde broke through the barriers of his Presence Detection. His eyes shot open, a glimmer of recognition shing across his face. As the tremors had indicated, there were approximately 40 of them. A deep growl escaped his lips as he identified the enemy through his unique ability ¨C a pack of D-rank monsters known as Giant Horned Hyenas. The Giant Horned Hyenas were formidable creatures, living and hunting in packs. The leader of the pack, a female, stood out with herrger size and strength. She boasted a lion-like mane around her neck, a clear symbol of her dominance. These monstrous creatures reached towering heights, standing over two meters tall from their front paws to their shoulders. From head to tail, they measured up to an astonishing five meters in length. Their sheer size was enough to instill fear in anyone who crossed their path. The pack size of the Giant Horned Hyenas varied, ranging from tens to hundreds. A significant number of them were offspring born to the dominant female, solidifying the alpha society that revolved around the maternal line. Every member of the pack dutifully obeyed themands of the dominant female, a testament to her leadership. Being nocturnal creatures, the Giant Horned Hyenas had adapted to survive in the scorching desert. They became active during the natural nights, utilizing the cover of darkness to their advantage. With a deafening roar, the Giant Horned Hyenas charged forward with relentless force. As creatures that hunted in enormous groups, theycked both fear and caution. In the face of such arge-scale assault, ordinary individuals or yers were quickly overwhelmed and swept away. ''''Mana''s Armor.'''' He humbled under his breath. Noah''s Mana''s Armor LV1 shimmered, providing him with a protective shield of magical defense as he swiftly threw two daggers. Swoosh! Swoosh! Pu! Pu! The des found their mark, burying themselves deep into the skulls of unsuspecting hyenas at the front of the pack, instantly taking them down. ''''!!" The loss of theirrades created confusion and agitation among the hyenas, momentarily halting their advance. Seizing the opportunity, Noah drew his dual swords in a blur of motion. Using his Shadow Steps'' skill, three identical clones materialized around him, each wielding a gleaming de. This deceptive tactic was meant to overwhelm and confuse his opponents. With a predatory grin, Noah engaged in a deadly dance, moving between his clones to strike down the hyenas with precision. His primary objective was to eliminate the alpha''s lesser minions before facing the pack leader, who posed a greater threat. The night air filled with the sh of steel and the desperate snarls of the hyenas as Noah''s des became a whirlwind of destruction. One by one, the hyenas fell victim to Noah''s coordinated assault. A clone would swiftly dart forward, delivering a precise thrust to find a vital point before dissipating into smoke. Another clone would draw the attention of a hyena with a feigned attack, creating an opening for the real Noah to deliver a brutal two-handed swing, cleaving a hyena in half. The remaining hyenas, now uncertain of who to attack, began to snap and snarl in fear. Roar! Suddenly, a guttural roar reverberated from beyond the remaining hyenas. A hulking figure, twice the size of its pack mates, emerged from the darkness. Its fur was different, a lion-like mane around her neck, adorned with vicious curved horns. This was the alpha, the leader of the pack, and its eyes burned with feral intelligence as it surveyed the scene. The remaining hyenas obediently made way for their leader, their fear turning into renewed desperation. Noah''s movements momentarily stilled as he locked eyes with the alpha. Adrenaline surged through him. This was no longer a battle against mere scavengers; it was a fight against a cunning predator, a battle for survival under the unforgiving desert sky. A slow smile spread across Noah''s face, anticipation recing any concerns. The real fight was about to begin. ''''But you will have to wait because I need to finish the mob first.'''' Noah dered before using the Night of Death, the already darkened night became even darker. Using the momentary confusion, he appeared in the middle of the pack with his swords. Noah merely swung his swords covered in blue aura, and swung again. Each time, several Giant Horned Hyenas were cut down. ????$-¡é-§ß§Ñ$¦Ñ#¦Ó&¦Å-§ñ$-$?&?-! Blood sprayed, flesh flew. The already crimson desert sands were further stained red. Kwack! asionally, a Giant Horned Hyena managed to bite his arms or calves. But their teeth couldn''t pierce his flesh thanks to Mana''s Armor. He would crush their skull with a powerful punch. Bam! Bam! Noah, a harbinger of demise, unleashed destruction wherever he treaded. Within a mere 45 seconds, he eradicated multitudes of towering horned hyenas, only to abruptly terminate his Night of Death and hastily retreat from the collective, sensing imminent peril. Suddenly, the alpha female, who had only been watching, stepped forward. A blue field of energy enveloped her entire body. That meant she was at least a peak D-rank or higher and had magic-rted abilities. Zap! Sparks erupted from the horns on the alpha female''s head. It seemed she knew how to use lightning magic from the world of magic. sh! At that moment, a bolt lightning was shot from her horn. The lightning bolt split the space and arrived in front of Noah in an instant. In a desperate attempt, Noah gambled, relying on the Mana''s Armor waved his hand swatting the lightning bolt into the sky, brightening it. ''''Gah!" Noah grunted, feeling sharp pain coursing through his arm, as expected the Mana''s Armor couldn''t offset everything. Meanwhile, the alpha female was shocked. '''';" Only then an intense sense of dangere over the alpha female. They realized this adversary was entirely different from any they''d hunted before. Wooo! The alpha female roared,manding a retreat. There was nothing more foolish than struggling against an overwhelming enemy. More than half of the pack has already been wiped out. The survival of the group could no longer be guaranteed if more perished. The alpha female''s judgment was astute. The problem was that Noah had no intention of letting the Giant Horned Hyenas flee. With his good arm hurled the sword covered in blue aura, Sword''s aura. Spinning at a fearsome speed, the sword cut through everything in its path. The mournful cries of the Giant Horned Hyenas resonated through the night sky. [Experience +300%] Because he had previously instructed the system to only inform him of the progression of his status only after reaching 300%, the system''s notification rang out. He immediately put the 6pts into strength then he pounced on straight toward the alpha female. Falling like a meteor, his impact was as tremendous as a meteor striking the ground. Crash! Bang! Bang! Noah swung his sword like a hammer. ''''!!!" Amidst the alpha female''s desperate screams, the sands erupted in all directions. After a while, the sands that had risen like a wave settled, revealing the aftermath. The alpha female had been utterly defeated, mangled beyond recognition. Only the horn attached to her head remained intact. Noah was standing over the corpse of the alpha female, covered in blood wearing a crazed smile. At the moment he shared a striking resemnce with his father, Logan. Chapter 67: Passing the Night [+100%] [Ding! Missionpleted. 40 normal Giant Horned Hyaenas and 1 Special Giant Horned Hyaenas. 5000 Gold] Noah experienced a revitalizing sensation coursing through his being, washing away some of his weariness. The overwhelming frenzy that had consumed him while pulverizing the alpha female''s skull seemed to have dissipated. His triumph over 41 colossal horned hyenas had rewarded him with a bountiful sum of 5000 gold coins. Each ordinary giant horned hyena contributed 100 gold coins, meaning the 40 in creatures had granted him a total of 4000 gold. However, it was the leader of these formidable monsters who bestowed upon him a staggering 1000 gold coins, a testament to its formidable power. Noah let out a sigh of relief before inspecting the lifeless bodies of the monsters, searching for their precious magic stones. Luck was on his side as he managed to uncover a total of 35 magic stones, including the coveted stone from the leader. Realizing the danger of staying in the current location, Noah made the prudent decision to relocate for the night. The presence of the monster corpses and the strong scent of blood would undoubtedly attract other predators. It would be suicidal to remain in such a vulnerable position, as he could easily be prey for other hungry creatures. Noah understood the risks involved and knew that finding a safer ce to rest was crucial for his survival. After discovering a serene spot to rest for the evening, Noah gently ced his backpack on the ground. As two hours slipped by, the effects of his Exp Booster began to fade away. Realizing this, he promptly retrieved his cozy sleeping bag from the depths of his backpack and skillfully set it up for a peaceful night''s sleep but not immediately because he had something to do. ''''Status window!" ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Regr Level 26 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 42 Strength: 52 Intelligence: 46 Dexterity: 62 Luck: 42 Stat Points:2 Coins: 7060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Noah wisely allocated the two newly earned stat points to enhance his Mana, boosting it to a formidable level of 44. Understanding the crucial role Mana yed in fueling his skills, he recognized the significance of increasing this stat. With a higher Mana pool, Noah''s abilities would have an extended duration, allowing him to unleash his full potential for longer durations. ?@¦Ò@?*§ä@?-§á%§ä&-§¼*§å-- Utilizing his hard-earned 7060 Gold wisely, Noah swiftly made a decision. Recognizing the immense value of the Exp Booster, he spent 3000 Gold to purchase another one from the store. This strategic investment had proven its worth, allowing him to level up an impressive five times within the span of two hours. Noah understood the importance of maximizing his potential and was willing to invest in his growth. Leaving behind 4060 Gold as a safety, Noah intended to keep it reserved for purchasing a weapon from the store if he failed to acquire one through the survival drones. Reflecting on the peculiar rules of the system, he found amusement in the fact that he couldn''t ess his item box where his ck sword resided, yet he could freely utilize the system''s store. Nheless, such intricacies were inconsequentialpared to his main goal of survival and steadily increasing his strength. Curiosity piqued, Noah essed his smart bracelet to check the current rankings of the survival test. A small floating blue window projected in the air, disying the rankings. To his satisfaction, he still held the top position with an impressive 175 points. However, his smile wavered slightly as he noticed that Lilith, his closestpetitor, was rapidly closing in. She currently held the second ce with 150 points, just 25 points behind Noah. A gulp and a chill ran down Noah''s spine, but he quickly regained hisposure. He couldn''t help but smile, finding thepetition exhrating. Despite the pressure of Lilith''s nearness, Noah remained confident in his abilities. He clenched his fist tightly, determined to maintain his position and emerge as the ultimate victor. Noah acknowledged Lilith''s formidable skill, recognizing her as a true monster in the survival test. However, he wasn''t overly concerned about her catching up or surpassing him in points. His primary focus was on leveling up and ensuring that his levels surpassed hers. Afterpleting his tasks for the day, Noah nned to embark on a hunting spree, targeting other students as the viin he had been assigned to. The prospect of this adventure filled him with excitement and anticipation. Meanwhile, in the outside world. Peerless Academy, in one of its many districts, the Entertainment District. The bar thrummed with a low, electric hum. The air was thick with the scent of spilled beer, aged wood, and a faint undercurrent of smoke ¨C a remnant of a bygone era. Dim, amber light cast long shadows from the worn leather stools that lined the length of the mahogany counter. Behind the counter, a grizzled bartender with a handlebar mustache meticulously polished a ss, his movements economical, practiced. At the far end, a group of boisterous friends huddled around a scarred wooden table, theirughter punctuated by the clinking of sses. A lone figure nursed a drink in a shadowed corner, a cigarette glowing ember-like between their fingers. A dartboard on the wall disyed the feathered wreckage of countless matches, while a dusty jukebox promised forgotten ssics for a mere coin. The music, a low murmur for now, held the potential to erupt into a raucous soundtrack for the night. This bar wasn''t fancy. It wasn''t sleek or trendy. It was steeped in the stories of countless patrons, a ce where weary souls could find sce, a drink, and perhaps, a bit of camaraderie in the warm glow of the amber lights. Currently, two young men were trying to enjoy the night, to drown their sorrows, while the bar buzzed with an eerie, pulsating vibration, it offered no sce to the tempest brewing within Aiden. He nursed a ss of golden liquid, its bitterness a feeble substitute for the lingering taste of triumph he yearned for. Across from him, Gareth slouched in his seat, mirroring Aiden''s despondent mood with an empty ss loosely clutched in his hand. Both had been unceremoniously expelled from the Survival Test, courtesy of Noah and his infuriating prowess. This was not how it was supposed to transpire. Aiden, the shining star, the young master, the prince of the Von ssen''s family, ousted by his rival in love, his nemesis. Shame gnawed at his core, leaving a bitter aftertaste that not even copious amounts of alcohol could wash away. With a resounding thud, he mmed his ss onto the worn counter, the sound reverberating through the tense silence. "Pathetic test," he muttered, his words more of a soliloquy than a conversation with Gareth. "Pathetic creatures. Pathetic Noah." Gareth grumbled in subdued agreement, swirling the remnants of his drink in his ss. Not one for theatrics, the sting of defeat still lingered in his demeanor. He stole a fleeting nce at Aiden, sensing the boiling anger just beneath the surface. "We''ll get him next time," he finally offered, his words carrying the weight of certainty rather than doubt. Aiden scoffed, aughter devoid of humor that scraped against the heavy atmosphere. "Next time? There might not be a next time. Who knows what kind of freak he may have be after the test." His frustration resonated in the motion of his hand raking through his hair. "Maybe he just got lucky." Gareth mumbled. Hisst words hung in the air, blending with the doubt that battled against his pride. Aiden snorted, a glimmer of life returning to his eyes. "Lucky? Bullshit. The kid''s got talent. Can''t deny that." He reclined in his chair, his expression pensive. "But talent alone won''t have made him win and progress so fast. Brains and strategy hold significance too. He outsmarted us." Gareth, although a muscle head couldn''t deny Aiden''s words. Maybe there was a way to transform this defeat into an advantage. He took a deep gulp of his drink, savoring the bitterness that now presented itself as a weed challenge. "Do you have a n leader?" Gareth inquired, determination seeping into his voice. Aiden grinned, his lips curling into a slow, predatory smile. ''''It''s simple tomorrow we will go convert the few magic stones we have into credits and go into the Tower of Trials to raise our level before the otherse. We have to increase our strength and get ready for our next outing. I heard that our next mission will be in the outside world. We''ve to perform better this time and I''ll challenge Noah to reim my lost glory.'''' Gareth''s eyes widened and he couldn''t help but smile. ''''Okay, let''s do that. I''m in.'''' For a moment, the bar dissolved, reced by the image of a ndestine strategy session, a chance at redemption. The amber liquid in Aiden''s ss no longer tasted of defeat, but of a fresh challenge, an opportunity to prove himself once and for all. Chapter 68: Wolf Ants The desert wind screamed like a banshee outside Noah''s flimsy tent. Inside, nestled in his sleeping bag, he trembled despite the extrayer of clothing he had on. The thought of his warm,fortable bed back in the forest called out to him, tempting him to abandon this self-imposed torment. But Noah gritted his teeth. Giving up was not an option. Not when he was so close to earning ten valuable points in the Survival Test. Ten points that could help him maintain his ce in the rankings for a moment. However, what truly excited him was the untapped energy that pulsed through the desert - the promise of formidable creatures. Yes, they were more treacherous than the monsters he encountered in the outskirts, but the experience points they offered were an irresistible lure. Leveling up faster meant gaining more power, more opportunities, and gaining an advantage in this fiercelypetitive world. Clutching his teeth against the biting cold, Noah forced himself to envision the desert not as a barren wastnd, but as a training arena brimming with possibilities. He imagined himself battling colossal sandworms, evading the venomous stingers of spiky-backed scorpions, each triumph bringing him closer to his ambitions. With renewed determination, he pulled his sleeping bag tighter and focused on regting his breath, willing himself to slumber and confront the challenges of daybreak. The desert night might be ruthless, but Noah was determined to be even more resilient. Thus, the night in the desert passed. As the sun rose in the desert, its fiery rays transformed the sand dunes into a breathtaking canvas of vibrant orange and red. Noah stirred from his sleep, his eyes adjusting to the sudden brightness. A mix of soreness and satisfaction coursed through his body. He had conquered the long, chilling night, turning the harshness of the desert into a symbol of triumph. Noah stretched, feeling the desert air whispering promises of thrilling adventures. The ten points for the Survival Test were secured, he had now 185pts, but his true excitementy in the creatures that lurked beneath the sandy expanse. Each new day presented an opportunity to test his skills, to collect the valuable experience points that would propel him closer to his ultimate goals. A wide grin spread across Noah''s face as he embraced the challenges that awaited him. The desert may be unforgiving, but he was prepared to be equally relentless in his pursuit of victory against the formidable monsters that called this barrenndscape their home. Noah took a moment to assess his supplies, picking up one of his water bottles and ensuring it was filled. He retrieved his toothbrush from his pack and quickly cleaned his face and teeth, aware that the desert did not offer the luxury of borate morning routines. With a few simple stretches, he aimed to loosen the stiffness that had settled in his body after a night battling the cold. Each twist and turn, each reaching of his arms towards the sky, felt like a deration of defiance against the unforgiving environment. Noah''s determination grew with each movement, and with a final satisfying pop of his knuckles, he stood tall, his gaze fixed on the horizon. The vast expanse of the desert stretched before him, an empty canvas waiting to be filled with the heroic deeds of a monster yer. It was time to embark on his hunt. The desert sun beat down mercilessly, already turning the morning air into a shimmering furnace. Noah, sweat already beading on his forehead, chomped on a strip of dried wild boar jerky. The salty, chewy meat provided a much-needed burst of energy and a wee distraction from the growing thirst gnawing at his insides. Each step crunched audibly on the hot sand, the only sound breaking the vast desert silence. He scanned the endless dunes, his senses on high alert, searching for any sign of movement but still didn''t detect anything. He continued marching forward. As Noah chewed on a piece of jerky, the gentle desert wind suddenly transformed into a ferocious frenzy. A wall of sand, coarse and unyielding, surged towards him, engulfing the horizon and blotting out the sun within seconds. ''''Fuck!" Reacting swiftly, Noah cursed and spat out the jerky, diving for his tent. The flimsy fabric whipped around him as he scrambled inside, hastily pulling the sleeping bag tight over his head. Inside the suffocating darkness, the roar of the sandstorm was deafening. The tent trembled under the assault of the relentless sand, threatening to tear away from its moorings. Noah held his breath, mustering all his calmness as the world outside descended into a chaotic dance of wind and grit. Minutes, or perhaps an eternity, dragged on as the wind gradually subsided. Noah cautiously unzipped the tent, relief washing over him as he realized the storm had passed. However, his relief was short-lived. The world that greeted him was unrecognizable, transformed by the sandstorm''s fury. Where once there were rolling dunes, there nowy an expansive, undting in of sand. His half-buried tent resembled a shipwreck on a sandy beach. Panic surged through Noah as he stepped out, his boots sinking into the loose sand. He spun around, desperately searching for any familiarndmark, any sign of where he had been just moments ago. But the wind had erased everything, leaving him disoriented and stranded in a featureless wastnd. The harsh reality hit him like a punch to the gut. Noah was reminded again that he was no longer solely battling monsters. He was now locked in a struggle against the unforgiving desert itself, and his fight for survival had taken an even more perilous turn. Standing amidst the vast desert, one realized how insignificant humans were. ''''Hah!! Noah let out a heavy sigh. He continued forward and half an hourter, he felt the presence of iing monsters. He calmly waited for them toe closer. The creatures, though slow, were steadily closing in on him, forming an encircling trap, ready to spring forth. Armor-like, glistening hard shells, sturdy pincers split into two, six legs, and a pair of antennae. The creatures were ants. However, unlike regr ants, they were muchrger than humans. They were called Wolf Ants. D-rank monsters. They moved in packs like wolves, reflecting their ferocity and roughness. In the desert, Wolf Ants posed the most significant threat to caravans crossing through. Once a single Wolf Ant appeared in the vicinity, it was assumed that there was a nest nearby¡ªa typical anthill. Anthills housed hundreds, if not thousands, of ants andrvae. Once prey was caught, they''d drag it to the anthill, feeding the queen and thervae. What made the Wolf Ants fearsome was their venom injected when they bit. The frightening aspect of this venom was that while the body became immobilized, the mind remained intact. Those bitten by Wolf Ants had to endure the sensation of being devoured alive while in full consciousness. That''s why in the desert, encountering Wolf Ants often led to suggestions of opting for suicide instead. Well, not that Noah was afraid of them because he simply needs to be cautious of their venom. [Ding! Annihte the ant ill. 0/100 Reward: A Rare grade longsword. Additional reward may be granted depending on your performance.] A timely mission, naturally Noah weed it with open arms. Noah''s Wind boots kicked up a swirling cloud of sand as the ferocious Wolf Ants charged towards him. The blinding gleam of their armored bodies momentarily dazzled him under the harsh sunlight. Their mandibles shed together, creating a rhythmic clicking sound that sent shivers down his spine. With determination, he raised his twin swords, their polished metal shining defiantly. This wasn''t the "stress relief" he had expected, but a surge of adrenaline coursed through him nheless. Letting out a battle cry that echoed across the destendscape, Noah sprang into action. Activating his sword aura, the des were enveloped in a vibrant blue light. The first Wolf Ant lunged towards him, its mandibles snapping with fury. Noah swiftly ducked, feeling the hot wind of its miss brush past his ear. With a single fluid motion, he spun around, his des shing with deadly precision. One Wolf Ant fell, its jeweled shell cracking with a sickening crunch. However, the remaining six Wolf Ants showed no sign of faltering. They swarmed towards him like a relentless wave, their chitinous bodies clicking in fury. Noah''s training kicked in, as he deftly parried and deflected their attacks. The metallic ng of his swords against their shells resonated like a twisted desert symphony. He used the disorienting sandstorm to his advantage, moving in unpredictable and erratic ways. One Wolf Ant lunged blindly, confused by the shifting dunes. Seizing the opportunity, Noah thrust his sword with great force, piercing through its underbelly. The blue aura sizzled through its chitin, causing it to writhe in pain. Yet, for every Wolf Ant he defeated, another seemed to take its ce. Their sheer numbers threatened to overwhelm him. Gritting his teeth and with sweat stinging his eyes, Noah knew he couldn''t afford to be surrounded. Taking a gamble, he propelled himself backwards, kicking off the sand with an unexpected burst of power. Hended precariously on a small, wind-sculpted sand dune, causing the Wolf Ants to momentarily hesitate at its foot. With his twin swords raised high, their blue auras crackling with renewed intensity, Noah didn''t back down. Instead, he let out a roaring battle cry that echoed through the destendscape, a primal challenge that seemed to shake the very sand beneath his feet. And then, he unleashed his fury. It wasn''t the calcted precision of a seasoned fighter, but the raw, untamed rage of a cornered beast. He transformed into a whirlwind of steel, a blue blur that danced across the dune. His movements were wild and erratic, driven by the surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins. only-found-at-MVLeMpYr As one Wolf Ant lunged, its mandibles snapping at thin air. Shaa! Noah had already vanished, a phantom swiftly navigating the battlefield. His des shed with merciless speed, a storm of destruction that carved through chitin and left behind a trail of severed limbs. The symphony of nging metal was drowned out by the sickening crunch of copsing exoskeletons. It was a brutal ballet, a dance of carnage. The remaining Wolf Ants, bewildered and disoriented by the sudden shift in tactics, fell one by one. Their clicking mandibles gradually quieted, giving way to an eerie silence. When thest glistening carapacey shattered on the sand, Noah sank to his knees, his chest heaving. Fighting the Wolf Ants was difficult than predicted but he would prevail. It would not be fun otherwise. "Only 93 more to go," he muttered through gritted teeth, determination burning brightly in his eyes. Chapter 69: In a Trouble When thest glistening carapacey shattered on the sand, Noah sank to his knees, his chest heaving. Fighting the Wolf Ants was difficult than predicted but he would prevail. It would not be fun otherwise. "Only 93 more to go," he muttered through gritted teeth, determination burning brightly in his eyes. {+Experience 28%} Noah was suddenly alerted with a notification, revealing the amount of experience he had gained from eliminating seven Wolf Ants. With a quick calction, he realized that under normal circumstances, he would have earned a mere 2% Experience points for each kill. However, thanks to the Exp Booster, that amount had doubled. If he managed to y 25 Wolf Ants, he would level up. And if he were to fulfill the mission''s requirement of killing 100 Wolf Ants, he would level up four times. Taking into ount the additional four levels on top of his current level, Noah would reach LV 30. This achievement brought him closer to the next rank, although it would be quite challenging to attain it before the Survival Test ended. Nevertheless, Noah was determined to give it his all and strive towards reaching that coveted rank. Suddenly, four more Wolf Ants appeared. Noah was about to kill them. That''s when it happened. Kieeek! Suddenly, one of the Wolf Ants emitted a bizarre high-frequency sound. It seemed as if it was screaming in terror, just as fearful as Noah. "Noisy!" Noahunched the a dagger at the head of the Wolf Ant emitting the high-frequency sound. The dagger whistled through the air like a bullet and arrived before the Wolf Ant. Boom! The Wolf Ant''s head shattered into pieces. Now, only three Wolf Ants remained. Noah thought he had to finish this quickly and find the Ants hill. That''s when the unexpected urred. Tsss! Suddenly, Noah sensed numerous creatures approaching. "What¡­?" Startled, before he could react, the Wolf Ants thrust their heads out through the sand. Their numbers exceeded a fifteen. "Insane!" Noah was astonished by the unimaginable numbers. Only now did Noah realize that the high-frequency sound the Wolf Ants released earlier was a call out to itsrades. The Wolf Ants closed in on him,pletely surrounding him. Kakakaka! The Wolf Ants emitted an eerie sound¡ªa cacophony that exploded into the air. They swiftly charged towards him. "Fuck!" Noah swiftly his body, narrowly avoiding the Wolf Ants'' attacks. Thud! Thwack! In a hair''s breadth escape, he dodged the pincers of a Wolf Ant and unleashed the another dagger at its head. Noah was covered in the flesh and blood of the Wolf Ant. Seeing this, the other Wolf Ants attacked with even more ferocity. Unsheathing his two swords he moved. The sound of shing steel filled the air. Noah spun like a whirlwind, the twin swords a deadly blur as they met the gnashing mandibles of the Wolf Ants. Sparks flew as metal met chitin. With a grunt, he cleaved one ant in two, then another one. Using Shadow Steps and Blood Flowers he killed many of them, the fight was intense, he wished to rest but couldn''t. Suddenly, it happened. "Argh!" Noah let out a groan. There was a deep wound on his arm, the result of being bitten by the jaws of a Wolf Ant. He hastily pulled his arm away, but it left a deep gash. That arm was temporary unusable therefore with his other hand he swung his sword more fiercely and viciously than before, aiming at the Wolf Ants'' head. Boom! Boom! The heads of the Wolf Ants exploded. Even with one arm Noah was still powerful, no the current him fighting with everything he got and out of desperation was powerful than ever, so naturally the Wolf Ants were no match. The problem was their sheer number. No matter how many he killed, there seemed to be no end to them. Even though he reduced their numbers, they somehow filled the gaps. Noah was already surrounded by the Wolf Ants. If he continued like this, he would undoubtedly be prey to the relentless assault of the Wolf Ants. Noah hurriedly checked his mana. There wasn''t much mana left. If he ran out of mana, there wouldn''t even be a chance to continue the adventure. In order to advance and find some relief for his injury, he had no choice but to eradicate every single one of them. The slight restoration of his stamina and healing abilities would provide a brief moment of respite. Expending the majority of his remaining mana, he summoned the Night of Death, cloaking his adversaries in an abyssal darkness. Utilizing his Wind Boots and lightning-fast speed, he inflicted wounds upon the Wolf Ants, leaving them stunned and disoriented. The sequence of events unfolded in a whirlwind of chaos. Noah swiftly dispelled the Night of Death, allowing the desert to regain its luminosity. Before the Wolf Ants could retaliate, Noah unleashed a skill he had meticulously prepared in advance. "Behold, the power of Blood Flowers!" With a resounding boom, the heads of the Wolf Ants erupted in a macabre disy, one after another. {+ 96 Experience} Noah felt despair, he was still missing one more kill to level up. However, life didn''t always go as one hope. Noah could only sigh profoundly fatigued, yearning for respite. Yet, he questioned the usibility of things being so effortlessly attainable. That''s when it happened. Shhh! The sound of sand sliding down echoed through the air. Noah raised his head, his eyes filled with despair. "Oh, no!" As he dug through the sand, a colossal Wolf Ant emerged. But this one was different from the others, muchrger in size. Its metallic shell had a faint reddish glow, making it even more extraordinary. In that moment, its true identity became clear. "Is... that the Queen?" Swallowing hard, Noah watched as the Queen finally revealed herself, after all her subordinates had perished. More Wolf Ants surrounded her. They were the Soldier Wolf Ants. Twice the size of the regr Wolf Ants, with jaws that had three times the strength. Once caught in their grip, there was no escape. For every Queen Wolf Ant, there were twenty soldier ants. Though they were fewer in numberpared to the Wolf Ants Noah had defeated, their threat level was much higher. The Queen Wolf Ant approached him, nked by her soldiers. Her eyes, like minerals, burned with a fierce rage, aimed directly at Noah. Her rage must have been immense for the Queen to break taboo and venture this far. Although the Queen Wolf Ant was only ranked as a C, her danger level was at least a B, considering her ability to crush countless Wolf Ants beneath her feet. Kieeek! The Queen screeched, and the Soldier Wolf Ants closed in on Noah. Chapter 70: [Bonus Chapter] Anthill "Oh no!" Noah realized he was in a dire situation, but he refused to lose hope entirely. This could be his chance toplete his mission, even if it meant enduring some hardship. There was a lesson to be learned from this experience. And then, it happened. Quack! A Soldier Wolf Ant sunk its teeth into Noah''s waist. The pain was excruciating, causing Noah''s body to tense up. But his mind remained focused. The Queen Ant began to burrow through the sand, followed by her army of soldiers. Even the Soldier Wolf Ant that had bitten Noah joined in, dragging him along as they disappeared into the depths of the earth. "Ugh!" Noah''s body contorted under the weight of the sand pressing down on him. He had no idea how far underground they had gone. Suddenly, the pressure eased, revealing a vast cavern. They had entered the stronghold of the Wolf Ants¡ªtheir anthill. The walls of the anthill wereposed of hardened sand, strengthened by the saliva of the Wolf Ants, rendering them imprable. The anthill was abyrinth ofplexity. Even a person with a superb sense of direction would get lost once inside. Led by the Queen and her soldier ants, Noah was guided deeper into the heart of the anthill. They arrived at a chamber bustling with countlessrvae and eggs¡ªthe Queen''s nursery. Scattered throughout the nursery were the bones of prey that had been devoured. Kakaka! In the center of the nursery stood the Queen Wolf Ant, emitting eerie sounds. From various crevices in the walls, tiny Wolf Antrvae emerged. These miniature Wolf Ants were much smaller than their adult counterparts, and their transparent shells added to their otherworldly appearance. Hundreds ofrvae swarmed the walls and floor, advancing menacingly towards Noah. The Soldier Wolf Ant that had sunk its teeth into Noah finally released its grip. Thud! Noah copsed helplessly onto the ground. The paralyzing venom spread rapidly, rendering himpletely immobile. The Soldier Wolf Ant departed shortly after. It was at that moment thervae eagerly moved their antennae as they looked upon the helpless prey before them. It seemed as though they were celebrating their impending feast. However, their ns were about to be disrupted. Just as they were about to sink their teeth into Noah''s defenseless body, a small purple pill materialized in mid-air. Noah''s mouth opened instinctively, allowing him to swallow the pill. Instantly, the poison dissipated, freeing Noah from its grasp. Rising to his feet, Noah felt a surge of renewed strength after consuming the Detoxification pill he had purchased from the system''s store for 3000 Gold. In his hand, a short sword appeared, another item acquired from the system for 1000 Gold. Everything had fallen into ce at the perfect moment, meticulously calcted. Though he still felt pain coursing through his body, Noah gripped the short sword tightly and unleashed a torrent of attacks upon the approaching monsters. It was a merciless massacre. {+150% Experience} [Level up!] Finally, after a long and arduous journey, Noah reached level 27. However, there was no time for celebration as the Queen Wolf Ant''s piercing screech filled the air. Krieekkkk! [Ding! Mission aplished Wolf Ants 100/100 Reward: A rare grade longsword.] Noah wasn''t taken aback by this development. He knew that thervaes could be considered as monsters, so eliminating them all actually worked in his favor. As if by magic, a white longsword materialized in his hand. Despite the pain from his injured hand, which he had bandaged after leveling up, Noah firmly grasped the sword. Now armed with two swords, he braced himself as the Wolf Ants and their Queen closed in. His body tensed, feeling the immense pressure, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes. He was determined to survive. [Ding! Additional mission: Survive and kill as many monsters as you can. Reward: 10,000 Gold. Additional rewards may be added based on your performance.] Another mission. Noah''s tense body rxed slightly, knowing that he would give it his all to aplish this task. Shortly, the enemy arrived, numbering more than twenty. ''''Night of Death!" The atmosphere within the cavern became dense and suffocating, as if a heavy cloak of darkness had settled upon it. Noah, undeterred, unleashed his deadly technique known as the Night of Death. The once yful light of the within the cave disappeared, reced by an abyssal ckness that engulfed everything. your-chapter-source-MvLeMpYr In this void, only the faint glow of his twin swords remained, resembling ethereal streaks of moonlight. Blindness did not hinder Noah, for he was the master of this darkness. The frantic sounds of mandibles against sand served as his symphony, apanied by the chilling screeches of the Soldier Wolf Ants. Amidst the oppressive silence, the rhythmic beats of his breath resonated, like a metronome keeping time against the rising tide of clicks and snapping jaws. Noah moved with grace and precision, his swords bing a whirlwind of steel. Whisper, the white longsword, emitted a deadly melody as its tip found the vulnerable chitinous spots of the Soldier Ants with unwavering uracy. Its dark counterpart, Bite, served as a brutal counterpoint, shing against charging mandibles with a resounding ng beforeunching a devastating counterattack. The Soldier Ants, esteemed warriors of their colony, proved to be no match for Noah''s relentless onught. Blinded by the sudden darkness and disoriented without their senses, they sumbed to his fury. One by one, their chitinous shells crumbled, staining the ground with their acidic blood in the obscured darkness. Yet, their numbers were overwhelming. Even within this self-created night, Noah could sense the tide turning against him. The air became heavy with the scent of death, and the ground grew slick with the remnants of battle. Exhaustion wed at him, causing his movements to lose their initial fluidity. Suddenly, a deep tremor shook the cavern, intensifying the frantic chittering chorus. A new presence resonated within the darkness, emanating an aura of raw power. The Queen had arrived. Noah understood that time was running out. He had to reach her, to deliver a decisive blow before the overwhelming force of the ants consumed him. With a final surge of adrenaline, he plunged deeper into the darkness, guided solely by the sh of steel and the panicked chittering of the ants. He danced a desperate ballet amidst the heart of enemy territory, a man determined to make his mark before the inevitable engulfed him. ''''Blood Flowers!" Boom! Boom! Boom! A continuous explosion of body as Noah unleashed the Blood Flowers after inflicting injuries on the Wolf Ants, bloody explosion with separated bodie''s parts filled the cave. {+150% Experience} Added to his previous remaining 50% Experience, Noah level twice. [Level up!] [Level up!] Most of his injuries were healed and he recovered to some extent but he knew things would be more troublesome from now on as the Queen was already here. Noah immediately put the 6 points earned from leveling up thrice into his strength, this is necessary for hisst gamble. Kkeeeik! Enraged by the deaths of thervae and soldier ants, the Queen Wolf Ant let out a high-frequency sound. The high frequency sound waves hit the wall and were amplified. "Ugh!" Screaming, Noah copsed even when with his Mana''s Armor on, blood streaming from his ears. His eardrums ruptured, and his brain was concussed from the high-frequency. The Queen Wolf Ant possessed a skill akin to that of a boss. Attacking utilizing high-frequency sound waves was the Queen''s skill. With bloodshot eyes, Noah gazed at the approaching Queen Wolf Ant, her forms ovepping. The Queen moved her antennae as if boasting her victory. Finally, in a desperate burst of speed, Noah lunged forward, unable to evade the Queen''s powerful front leg as it pierced through his chest. He purposely aimed for a spot where the damage would be minimal. "Gah!" The Queen was taken aback by Noah''s audacity, and for the first time, fear crept into her eyes. But it was toote. Noah had already closed the distance, his body impaled on the Queen''s limb. With hisst ounce of strength, he wielded his longsword and struck beneath the Queen''s chin. His sword shimmered with an ethereal aura. ngs! Pui! He managed to inflict a small injury upon her. "Blood Flower!" Boom! Noah unleashed his remaining mana, causing a powerful explosion that obliterated the Queen''s head. Chapter 71: Lvl 30 [+100% Experience] [Level Up] Noah was ovee by a wave of dizziness as he slumped against the Queen''s leg. His chest bore a gaping wound, and blood seeped out, staining his once immacte shirt with a crimson blotch. The triumphant sound of his level up chime seemed distant, drowned out by the thundering beat of his own heart. A sharp pang of pain shot through him, like a scorching fire consuming his body. In the aftermath, the remaining Wolf Soldier Ants swarmed around in confusion, their leader now a decapitated abomination. Their furious chattering gradually faded into a bewildered silence. Soon, they scurried away, leaving Noah alone. [Ding! Mission aplished. Your exceptional performance will be rewarded with additional benefits. Rewards: 12,000 Gold, +2 to all stats]. ''''Guh!" Noah''s body was consumed by a monstrous beast of pain, gnawing at his insides with relentless force. Each shallow breath sent fresh waves of agony crashing through him, threatening to pull him under. He slumped wearily against the cool wall of the cave, his vision swimming in a worrisome shade of red. Summoning all his strength, he forced his eyes open, struggling to focus on the system''s interface hovering before him. The rewards of twelve thousand gold and a permanent stat boost seemed impressive, but in this moment of torment, they felt insignificantpared to the overwhelming pain that engulfed him. With a shaky hand, he navigated the store menu, the virtual shelves blurring together in his blurred vision. Despite the haze, he managed to locate the rare grade healing potion that cost 5000G and pressed the confirmation button without a second thought. A tingling sensation spread through his body as the potion coursed through his veins. The gaping wound in his chest slowly knitted itself together, leaving behind a faint scar as a reminder of his brush with death. However, weakness still clung to him like a suffocating shroud. The loss of blood had robbed him of his strength, leaving him feeling hollow and vulnerable. In this deste cavern, once a battlefield, Noah found an odd sense of sce and security. Here, hidden beneath the weight of the earth, he could steal a precious moment of respite. Despite the throbbing pain, a small smile tugged at the corner of Noah''s lips. He had defied the odds, staring death in the face and emerging victorious. The level up and the rewards he had earned were testament to his triumph. Now, the only adversary he faced was the lingering weakness, and he knew that with time, even that would be vanquished. As he drifted into a restless sleep, a single thought echoed in Noah''s mind: he was growing, both in strength and resilience. Noah was ovee with a wave of sickness as he sat up, his surroundings slowlying into focus. The system chimed in, reminding him that he had been lost in a feverish sleep for two hours. He cautiously touched the wound on his chest, feeling a dull ache in response. Examining the torn hole in his shirt, Noah couldn''t help but grimace. It served as a harsh reminder of the risky decision he had made. However, he couldn''t afford to dwell on regret at the moment. Survival always took precedence over pride. It had been a calcted and brutal risk, but it had paid off. It had taught him a valuable lesson about the importance of both strength and cunning, albeit a painful one. His ruminations were interrupted by a low rumble in his stomach. Hunger reminded him that his body was still far from recovered. Noah tapped into his mental item box, a space where he stored his belongings. Luckily, amidst the chaotic events, he had managed to secure his backpack. With a simple thought, he retrieved it, findingfort in its familiar weight. A bottle of water appeared in his hand, followed by a pack of wild boar jerky. He devoured them both eagerly, savoring the small victory of being able to eat. Once he was done he smiled. ''''Status Window!" ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Regr Level 30 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 54 Strength: 68 Intelligence: 56 MVLeMpYr-unofficial-text Dexterity: 72 Luck: 52 Stat Points:2 Coins: 7060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Noah''s face lit up with a contented smile. Level 30. Impressive for a beginner. A surge of pride threatened to well up inside him, but he quickly suppressed it. This was only the beginning. He was almost certain that he was the only student progressing this rapidly, thanks to the guidance of the system. He reminded himself not to be arrogant. Stay focused. This was just the first step. He nced at his remaining resources: 7060 gold and a two unassigned stat points. Those could wait. Right now, he needed to clean up. Surely, even in this barren cave beneath the desert, there must be some source of water. After all, it was an anthill, swarming with Wolf Ants. Where there were ants, there had to be water. Exploration could wait. Priority number one: Noah knelt down and gathered the fallen treasures - the Queen''s magical stone, pulsating with a mysterious energy, and a few others he had scavenged from the defeated Wolf Soldier Ants. These shimmering stones could prove valuableter on. But for now, he had an overwhelming urge to wash away the grime - and maybe some ant goo - from his body. ''''Okay, time for some underground exploration.'''' Noah dered after storing everything away. Indeed, it was a time for some exploration. The air grew stale and thick as Noah delved deeper into thebyrinthine cave. Time seemed to stretch with each monotonous turn, hope for water dwindling with every echoing footstep. Frustration gnawed at him, his initial eagerness reced by a weary determination. Just as he was about to turn back, a flicker of light caught his eye in the distance. He quickened his pace, his heart hammering in his chest. As he rounded a bend, the passage opened into a breathtaking cavern. A crystal-encrusted ceiling shimmered like a starry night sky, casting an ethereal glow on a crystal-clear pool nestled at the chamber''s heart. Relief washed over him, a wave so powerful it nearly brought him to his knees. Water. Sweet, life-giving water. He approached cautiously, the silence broken only by the soft drip of water somewhere unseen. The pool''s surface reflected the glittering ceiling, a mesmerizing spectacle that momentarily pushed the lingering pain from his recent ordeal to the back of his mind. This wasn''t just any pond; it was a hidden oasis, a secret sanctuary carved out of the harsh desert. Noah wasted no time. Stripping off his tattered clothes, he waded into the cool, refreshing water. It felt like a baptism, washing away not just the grime of battle but also the tension and fear of the past few hours. He submerged himselfpletely, a sigh of contentment escaping his lips. As he soaked, his gaze wandered back to the glistening ceiling. Was this where the Wolf Ants found their water source? Perhaps this was even their sacred ce, a hidden sanctuary they fiercely protected. A newfound respect for the fallen colony stirred within him. They weren''t just mindless creatures; they were protectors, guardians of this hidden gem. Renewed and invigorated, Noah emerged from the pool, his body cleansed and his spirit refreshed. The challenges that awaited him, both above and below ground, seemed less daunting now. This hidden haven had served as a reminder ¨C even in the harshest environments, beauty and wonder could still be found. Noah chuckled softly, a raspy sound escaping his lips. "Definitely in need of a fresh shirt." He nced at the tattered remains of his previous one, his face contorting in disgust. Thankfully, he had packed a few spare outfits. Reaching into his backpack, he retrieved a new set of clothes ¨C a simple gray shirt and matching pants. Initially, he had contemted grabbing his ck shirt, but a brief ray of the scorching desert sun seeping through the entrance of the cave quickly extinguished that idea. It may not be suicidal, but it would definitely be ufortable and potentially hazardous. ck absorbed heat like a sponge, and thest thing he wanted was to overheat in this situation. Slipping into thefortable gray attire, Noah felt a sense of normalcy wash over him. It may have been a small act, but considering everything he had just gone through, it felt significant. With a renewed determination, he turned his attention back to the shimmering pool. It was time to go up. The scorching desert sun assaulted Noah as he emerged from the cool sanctuary of the cave, his exploration having taken half an hour. Squinting against the blinding re reflecting off the endless expanse of dunes, he couldn''t help but unleash a string of colorful curses, each word punctuated by a frustrated sigh. "Wee back to this infernal abyss," he muttered quietly. The oasis, a hidden gem amidst the unforgiving sands, had provided only temporary respite. Now, reality crashed down upon him like a searing wave, a stark reminder of the challenges thaty ahead on the surface. Yet, despite the intensified heat and the constant threat of dehydration, a flicker of defiance ignited in his eyes. The battle with the Wolf Ants, the discovery of the hidden haven ¨C these experiences, etched deep into his body and mind, had transformed him. Adjusting the weight of his backpack, its presence a reassuring anchor on his shoulders, Noah surveyed the vastness of the desert before him. It stretched out like an unforgiving canvas. But now, tempered by his recent trials, a thrill coursed through his veins. This was no longer just a barren wastnd. It was a ce where he would grow stronger. Chapter 72: Oasis Imagine andscape dominated by a single, monstrous wave, not of water, but of sand. The colossal sand dune stretches before you, a seemingly endless cascade of golden grains. The wind whispers secrets through its sculpted form, constantly reshaping its curves and ridges. Towering high above you, the dune could easily reach hundreds of feet. As you approach, its scale bes overwhelming. The once gentle slope now appears daunting, a steep ascent of loose sand that threatens to slide beneath your feet with every step. The sun ys a dramatic role on this sandy giant. Depending on the time of day, the dune''s color can transform. At dawn, the rising sun casts a warm, rosy glow, highlighting the dune''s rippled texture. As the day progresses, the sand intensifies to a golden yellow, radiating heat. In the cool of the evening, long shadows stretch across its slopes, creating an illusion of movement and depth. The silence on the dune is profound, broken only by the sighing of the wind and the asional skittering of a desert creature. It''s a ce of stark beauty, a reminder of the immense power of nature to sculpt and reshape thend. Looking at this paysage, Noah could not hide his admiration. ''''Wow! I can''t help but admire this.'''' ''''Ah! Time to climb!" Noah reached the peak of the final sand dune, copsing onto the scorching grains in exhaustion. His breath was a searing fire in his lungs, and his legs felt as heavy as lead weights, threatening to drag him back down. Every muscle in his body screamed in protest, but as he looked ahead, his weariness was washed away like a desert wind cleansing a dusty te. Below him, nestled in the valley cradled by the massive sand dune,y a sight that defied the harsh reality of the surroundingndscape. It was an oasis, a jewel sparkling with an impossible brilliance amidst the unforgiving desert. The pond stretched out before him, its surface a canvas of vibrant blue under the relentless sun. It shimmered like a shattered sapphire, asionally disrupted by the yful leaps of fish or thezy glides of water beetles. The shores were adorned with lush greenery, a riot of emerald and jade unlike anything Noah had encountered in his parched journey. The stark contrast between the unforgiving sand and the vibrant life at the oasis took his breath away. ''''Beautiful!" Palm trees swayed gently, their fronds rustling like whispered promises of cool shade, while a gentle breeze carried the heavenly scent of damp earth and life ¨C a striking contrast to the dry, metallic tang of the desert wind. Noah''s ears were filled with a symphony of sound that had been absent for a while. Birds, their feathers shing white and scarlet against the azure sky, dipped and soared above the water, their calls echoing like joyous music. A warmth, deeper than the desert sun, bloomed in Noah''s chest. He had found an oasis, a haven in the heart of the unforgiving desert. It was a ce of respite where life, in all its vibrant glory, thrived. Relief, profound and overwhelming, washed over him, mingling with a growing sense of wonder. This hidden oasis, nestled within the vast expanse of sand, offered more than just survival. It offered a chance to heal, to breathe before continuing on his journey. It was his second time seeing an oasis, the first time it was with his father. ~ Upon catching a glimpse of the oasis, young Noah''s heart filled with sheer delight. Believing he could quench his thirst without restraint, he sprinted towards the oasis without a second thought. Until now, he had sessfully suppressed his longing for water, but the sight of an abundance of it shattered his self-control. "Tsk!" Logan''s disapproving click of the tongue apanied his amused observation of Noah''s reckless dash towards the oasis. He couldn''t help but chuckle at his son''s impulsive behavior. Noah reached the oasis in record time. Dipping his head into the water, he greedily guzzled it down. With each gulp, an overwhelming sense of bliss washed over him. As he mindlessly consumed the water, a faint glimmer caught Noah''s attention beneath the surface. A spherical object softly emitted a luminous glow, resembling a gentlemp in the depths. Forgetting that his head was submerged, Noah fixated on the radiant orb. MVLeMpYr-chapter His gaze became vacant, as if he had been possessed. As the sphere drew nearer to his face, his father''s voice snapped him back to reality. "Snap out of it, you foolish child!" Logan cursed, forcefully pulling Noah away from the mysterious light. Unable to resist his father''s strength, Noah stumbled backwards. And then, it happened. Swoosh! Out of nowhere, a colossal entity burst through the water''s surface. It was a monstrous creature, capable of swallowing a Giant Horned Hyena in a single gulp. Its massive body, dominated by an oversized mouth that upied more than half of its frame, boasted a thorn-like antenna on its forehead, adorned with a round, flesh-like appendage that emitted a faint light. Noah realized that the mysterious light he had mistaken earlier was actually emanating from this rounded flesh. His father provided an exnation. "It''s a Sand Angler. It lures its unsuspecting prey with the light on its forehead and devours them." "Eh!" Noah, still dazed from narrowly escaping with his life, watched as the Sand Angler descended back into the depths of the pond. If not for his father''s intervention, he would have be the creature''s next meal. Noah retrieved his cherished spear, Ashura, and spoke. "Fools like you be reckless once they start feeling a bitfortable. Do you understand now? You idiot!" "Answer!" "Yes!" Without waiting for a response, Logan''s body propelled itself onto the water''s surface. He swiftly swung Ashura towards the Sand Angler, which was attempting to dive deeper. With a resounding boom, Ashura descended, creating a towering column of water that resembled an explosion. Startled, the Sand Angler tried to escape into the depths, but Logan wouldn''t allow it. "Graaah!" Logan led with Ashura, diving into the water. In a swift motion, Logan shot forward like a torpedo, his speed terrifying. The Sand Angler, realizing it couldn''t flee, turned its body to devour Logan. However, this would prove to be the Sand Angler''s downfall. Ssh! Ashura and Logan pierced through the Sand Angler, causing the enormous monster to cease all movement and float lifelessly on the water''s surface. Logan grabbed the Sand Angler''s tail and made his way out of the oasis. Thud! He threw the massive body of the Sand Angler beneath Noah''s feet. "Whoa!" Noah took a surprised step back, feeling as if the Sand Angler could strike at any moment. Even in death, the awe-inspiring presence of the Sand Angler remained. It was truly unbelievable that such an enormous monster had made its home in an oasis. Having thrown the monstrous corpse beneath his son''s feet, Logan feltpelled to issue a stern warning. "Take this creature as a lesson, Noah. It is an inhabitant of oases that can be found sporadically in deserts. It lures in fools like you with the light on its forehead and devours them in one gulp. So, never approach an oasis in the desert so carelessly. You fool!" "Yes..." Noah responded weakly, his guilt evident. ''''Skin it.'''' Noah hesitated, his voice trembling as he spoke, ''''Wait, Father, why would I have to do that?'''' He felt a surge of rebellion well up inside him, resenting being abruptly taken away from his time with Stilson. The thought of not being there with Stilson cracking a few skulls had ignited a fire of anger within him. He had reluctantly epted his fate, but never did he anticipate his father''s request to skin a monster. It was simply too much to bear. Logan''s smile widened as he observed Noah''s defiance. ''''Oh? Look at this disy of rebellion, isn''t it?'''' His words sent a shiver down Noah''s spine. ''''I told you to skin it,'''' Logan''s voice was firm. ''''The Sand Angler is a C-rank monster. Its skin is soft and pliable, perfect for crafting robes. Cut it up and make a robe. I won''t repeat myself, son.'''' Noah''s throat tightened as he swallowed nervously, his fear outweighing his rebellion. With a gulp, Noah reluctantly obeyed and began to work. Noah swiftly turned the Sand Angler over, revealing its rugged back with multiple brownish bumps. Its belly, on the other hand, was sleek and ck. Surprisingly, despite its appearance, the creature possessed an extraordinary toughness that even a dagger struggled to pierce. Determined to ovee this obstacle, Noah channeled mana into his dagger, finally managing to breach the creature''s resilient skin. "Huff! Huff!" Noah''s body was drenched in sweat, but his task was far fromplete. He still had to fashion the robe. It was not easy but he seeded. ~ Returning to reality and snapping out of his reminiscing, Noah shook his head and gazed down at the oasis below. It was time to descend. Chapter 73: A New Skill Noah cautiously descended the slope, his every step sinking into the shifting sand beneath his boots. As he approached, the oasis unfurled before him, a breathtaking symphony of sights and sounds. The water''s vibrant blue shimmered like a precious gem, contrasting against the vast expanse of ochre sand. The lush greenery, a tapestry of emerald and jade, whispered promises of refreshment and vitality. The once harsh and arid air now carried the sweet fragrance of damp earth and blooming flowers, a melody more enchanting than the desert wind''s monotonous howl. However, Noah''s hardened caution kept him on alert. He paused at the edge of the fertile ground, his gaze darting nervously between the inviting water and the dense foliage that bordered the shore. Was this truly an oasis teeming with life, or a mirage concealing unseen dangers? Crouched low, senses heightened, he searched for any sign of movement - a rustle in the leaves, a ripple on the water''s surface. The silence, broken only by the soft chirping of hidden birds, held an eerie tension. After a tense moment of observation using his Presence Detection, a small desert mouse, emboldened by the shade of a nearby palm, scurried out for a sip of water. Relief flooded Noah''s parched throat, mirroring the life-giving flow just mere steps away. Noah''s adrenaline surged, his heart pounding in his chest. Just as he was about to quench his thirst, the tranquility of the oasis shattered. A monstrous ripple erupted on the water''s surface, sending shockwaves through his body. With a burst of speed, a creature emerged from the depths, its presence defying the beauty of its surroundings. Towering and menacing, it possessed a gaping maw that seemed to stretch across half its body. Its appearance was further entuated by a single thorn-like antenna protruding from its forehead, adorned with a pulsating, fleshy orb that emitted an eerie glow. It was a Sand Angler, a formidable foe. In that moment, a familiar chime resonated in Noah''s mind, signaling a new challenge. [Ding! Defeat the monster before it escapes. Reward+: A Sword''s Skill!, all stats +2 Special Reward: An hint may be given by the system!] "Always right on time," Noah muttered, a mix of determination and excitement coursing through his veins. He had no time to be surprise by the new special reward, he had to fight, he would eventually find out once he cleared this mission. Noah''s heart raced within his chest, pounding with a wild intensity. Adrenaline surged through his veins, drowning out the peaceful melody of the oasis. The emergence of the Sand Angler shattered the tranquility like a stone breaking the surface of a still pond. Fueled by excitement, Noah propelled himself towards the monstrous creature. Whoosh! His twin swords, emanating a mesmerizing blue glow, became an extension of his very will. Years ofbat experience flowed through him, guiding his every step in a lethal dance. Familiar with the Sand Angler''s strengths and weaknesses from their previous encounter, thanks to his father''s teachings, Noah knew the grotesque maw to be a gateway to oblivion, and the pulsing orb a potential source of its power. The Sand Angler, its colossal form towering over Noah, issued a thunderous challenge that vibrated the very ground beneath his feet. Its luminescent orb pulsed with renewed vigor, as if anticipating the impending sh. But Noah refused to be intimidated. He was no longer the weak observer of his father''s triumph over the beast; this time, he would be the one to y it. Exploiting the Sand Angler''s cumbersome movements, Noah targeted its nks. His des, infused with the energy of his mana, sang a lethal melody as they sliced through the chitinous flesh. Screech! The Sand Angler recoiled, emitting a surprised screech from its gaping maw. However, its retaliation was swift. With a powerful swipe of its massive tail, it sent a shockwave through the air, narrowly missing Noah. Rolling away, his face stinging from the sand, Noah''s mind raced to formte his next move. Noah made the choice to unleash the Seal of Death. The crimson skull symbol appeared above the formidable creature, visible only to him. This forbidden magic amplified his attacks, promising to deal 120% of their usual damage. Fueled by this newfound power, Noah relied on his Wind Boots and extraordinary speed to disappear and perform a haunting dance around the massive beast. His des, emanating a scorching blue glow, became extensions of his will. sh! sh! sh! They mercilessly sliced through the Sand Angler''s armored nks, creating a satisfying hiss as they cut through the chitin. ''''Graaar!" The monstrous creature bellowed in agony, its thrashing tail a whirlwind of destruction that Noah narrowly evaded with a well-timed roll. But Noah was not solely focused on defense. He seized the advantage, exploiting the wounds he had inflicted. ''''Shadow Steps!" He unleashed another skill, causing his body to multiply, allowing him to inflict even more damage on the beast. With each strike, Noah''s ruthless grin widened, fully utilizing the deadly weapon he had acquired on his journey¡ªthe Blood Flower''s skill. ''''Bloosom Blood Flowers!" The Sand Angler''s wounds glowed ominously, Boom! Boom! read-more-on-MVLeMpYr Then, they erupted in a spray of blood and shards of chitin. ''''!!!" The beast shrieked, its massive frame faltering under the unexpected onught. Seizing the moment, Noah knew that the final blow had to be decisive. He channeled every ounce of his remaining mana, intensifying the blue aura surrounding his swords. ''''Aahhhh!" With a battle cry that echoed throughout the oasis, a primal roar that shook the surroundings, heunched himself towards the exposed underbelly of the Sand Angler. The des, now infused with raw power and a crimson sword aura representing mes, pierced through the creature''s flesh in a blinding sh of red light. KaBOOM! A tremor reverberated through the earth as the Sand Angler copsed to the ground, lifeless. The once vibrant luminescence of its pulsating orb dimmed and flickered out. The ensuing silence was heavy, broken only by Noah''s ragged gasps for breath. ''''Huff! Huff!" He stood swaying, his body covered in sweat and grime, his muscles protesting in agony. Yet, amidst the exhaustion, a triumphant glimmer shone in his eyes. [Ding! Mission Aplished! Rewards: A Rare Grade sword skill, +2 points in all attributes. Special Reward: Consume the flesh of the Sand Angler to enhance your physique and boost your Mana. Potential Reward: +2 Strength and +5 Mana.] Noah''s eyes widened in disbelief as he heard the announcement. Exhaustion forgotten, he couldn''t believe the incredible benefits he had received. Consuming the meat of a low-ranking monster like the Sand Angler had never crossed his mind as a viable option. In fact, only the meat of B grade monsters was known to provide any advantages. Noah couldn''t help but feel grateful to his mother for creating this system. Without it, he would have never discovered the hidden potential within himself or achieved his current status. However, his gratitude was tinged with curiosity. How had his mother managed to create such a remarkable system? Was her death somehow rted to it? Noah couldn''t deny the allure of this system, its power was undeniable. He understood that many would desire it, as it had the potential to break through any limitations and make them stronger. Suppressing his anger, Noah vowed to use this tool to not only seek justice for his mother''s death but also to im the title of the strongest. He knew there were secrets and hidden truths that he had yet to uncover, but he was patient. Slowly but surely, the day woulde when the world and those lurking in the shadows would fear his name. They would regret ever crossing his family and causing his mother''s demise. "Status Window!" Noah muttered under his breath, his thoughts momentarily shifting away from thoughts of revenge. He realized that now was not the time to dwell on his anger. After all, he was still weak and had no knowledge of the strength of his adversaries. He needed to prioritize what mattered in the present moment. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Regr Level 30 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 56 Strength: 70 Intelligence: 58 Dexterity: 74 Luck: 54 Stat Points:2 Coins: 7060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö [Splitting Ripple sh Lv1 Grade: Rare Usage restriction: Regr rank and higher Description: Use a powerful upward sh to attack the enemy in front and release a splitting sh, the splitting sh will cause multiple damage to the enemies in the surraunding 3 meters and knock them away. Consume 15 Mana per sh.] Noah smiled, feeling a sense of relief. He was d that he didn''t have to spend any gold to acquire the growth-type skill. He understood the value of such skills, especially considering their potential to be even more powerful as they level up. Noah couldn''t help but imagine the future possibilities, wondering if this skill would evolve into an Epic grade before reaching its maximum level. The thought excited him, fueling his determination to continue his journey. It was time for him to focus on the task at hand - skinning and consuming the Sand Angler''s body to further enhance his abilities. Chapter 74: Sand Anglers Meat With a look of disgust, Noah cautiously approached the motionless body of the Sand Angler. Once a formidable creature, it nowy deted and lifeless. As he knelt down beside it, the metallic scent of blood mixed with the sweet fragrance of the oasis, creating a sickeningbination. Turning to the system, Noah inquired, "System, what should I do next? Should I simply skin it and then cook it?" A monotone response echoed in his mind, [For the meat, yes, but for a greater effect on your mana, you must consume the galldder raw.] Noah''s stomach churned at the thought of eating a raw galldder. The mere idea brought a wave of nausea crashing over him. For a moment, he contemted defying the system''s suggestion and leaving the creature to decay, seeking nourishment elsewhere. However, the memory of his past struggles and the constant need to be stronger and survive gnawed at him. "Ugh!" Noah gagged, feeling the metallic taste of bile rise in his throat. But the opportunity to enhance his mana, a vital resource in this unforgiving world, was too tempting to ignore. Summoning his resolve, he took a deep breath and said, "Alright, I''ll do it." He reached for a dagger, infusing mana into the de to sharpen it to a surgical precision. Repulsion battled with grim determination as he began the process of skinning the creature. The once vibrant blue aura surrounding his des now dimmed under the weight of this necessary brutality. He set aside some meat for barbecuing, finding sce in the prospect of a warm meal amidst this grim task. The remainder he meticulously sliced, ensuring it would be dried and preserved for his journey ahead. Finally, with the skin removed and the meat prepared, Noah stood before the exposed innards of the Sand Angler. His gaze fell upon the pulsating galldder, a sickly yellow sac that seemed to taunt him with its grotesque promise of power. Closing his eyes, he envisioned the oasis, the gentle whispers of life, and the fragile hope that blossomed within him. Taking another deep breath, Noah extended his trembling hand, ready to im the foul-smelling prize that was the raw galldder. Gulp! Despite forcing down the gtinous and repulsive galldder, Noah was left feeling empty. There was no surge of power, no exhrating boost to his mana pool. Instead, he was left with a lingering sense of vition and a sour aftertaste that clung to his tongue like a bad omen. "It''s quite fascinating, isn''t it?" A humorless chuckle escaped Noah''s lips, tinged with a hint of madness. Suddenly, a flicker of warmth blossomed deep within his gut. At first, it was subtle, like a gentle ember. But then, with a sudden and agonizing rush, it exploded into a raging inferno. Horror filled Noah''s widened eyes as his insides transformed into a crucible of molten fire. ''''Grrr!" A guttural scream tore through his throat, a primal howl that reverberated across the once-tranquil oasis. He writhed on the sand, his body convulsing as if possessed by an unseen demon. The oasis, once a sanctuary, blurred around him. The soothing sounds of life¡ªthe chirping of birds, the rustling of leaves¡ªwere drowned out by the deafening roar of his own agony. His vision swam, the vibrant blue of the water twisting into a fiery red inferno. From Noah''s perspective, the pain seemed to stretch on for an eternity, but in reality, only five minutes had passed. ''''Huff! Huff! Damn, it hurts like a hell.'''' Noah mumbled feeling sweaty. [Mana+5] The system''s notification rang out rewarding Noah''s effort. Noah immediately summoned his status window. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Regr Level 30 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 61 Strength: 70 Intelligence: 58 Dexterity: 74 Luck: 54 Stat Points:2 Coins: 7060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} -exclusive-content ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö As Noah caressed his chin, he carefully observed his status screen. With a thoughtful expression, he made the decision to allocate two stat points to Intelligence, bringing it up to a total of 60. He then took note of his Dexterity, which stood at 74. Coupled with the additional +5 from the Wind Boots he wore, his Dexterity reached amendable 79, making it his highest stat. Satisfied with his choices, Noah confirmed the allocation of the stat points, feeling a sense of aplishment as his character grew stronger and more bnced. ''''Well, I need to take a bath.'''' Noah strolled towards the serene oasis, ready to purify his body and cleanse his garments in the pristine waters. It was time to rid himself of the impurities that clung to him, both physically and metaphorically. As he reached the water''s edge, Noah paused to take in the beauty of the oasis again. Lush greenery surrounded the pool, creating a sanctuary of tranquility. The gentle rustling of leaves and the distant chirping of birds added to the peaceful ambiance, soothing his troubled mind. Noah slowly undressed, peeling away theyers that concealed his sculpted body. ''''Ah!" He took a deep breath before diving into the arduous chore of cleansing his attire. The stubborn grime clung to the fabric, hesitantly surrendering its grip and tinting the water a murky shade of brown. Internally chanting the mantra of "rinse and repeat," Noah demonstrated his remarkable adaptability through this seemingly simple task. Atst, as his garments hung lifelessly on the nearby rocks, their once vibrant colors bleached by the relentless desert sun, Noah knew it was time to immerse himself in the refreshing embrace of the water. Noah stepped into the cool water, relishing the sensation as it enveloped his body. The gentle caress of the ripples against his skin brought a sense of purification and renewal. He closed his eyes, allowing the sounds of nature to fill his ears and the water to cleanse his soul. As he submerged himself, Noah could feel the weight of his worries being washed away. The water embraced him like a loving embrace, soothing his aching muscles and revitalizing his spirit. Emerging from the water, Noah felt reborn. Dressing himself in fresh, clean garments, Noah smiled, it was the time for some Sand Angler''s meat grilling. Noah''s attention was solely fixated on the task at hand - building a fire. With meticulous care, he collected an array of dry twigs and leaves, their familiar rustling easing the rapid pace of his mind. In no time, a small but vibrant fire emerged, its crackling sound creating mesmerizing shadows that danced upon the sandy expanse. Impaling the sulent Sand Angler meat onto a makeshift skewer, Noah held it steady over the mes. The hissing and sizzling sounds transformed into a beautiful symphony, apanied by the tantalizing aroma of the cooking flesh that danced on the desert breeze. Noah was captivated as he watched the mes gracefully lick at the skewered meat, creating a mesmerizing disy that momentarily erased the disturbing origins of the meal. The once repulsive scent now evolved into a savory essence that irresistibly tugged at his hunger pangs. After what felt like an eternity, the meat announced its readiness with a satisfying sizzle. Noah cautiously brought a piece to his lips, but as he took a tentative bite, he was ovee with surprise. The Sand Angler meat was anything but repulsive. In fact, it was...delicious. A burst of exotic vors flooded his pte ¨C a touch of smokiness from the desert fire, a hint of sweetness that defied logic, and a subtle savory undercurrent that left him yearning for more. He indulged himself to his heart''s content. Noah devoured the skewered meat with newfound appreciation. [Strength+3] A nice sound rang out inside his mind. Having eating his fill, it was the time to move on to his next task. He still had to make the robe. There was no needle. Even if there were, it wouldn''t fit the Sand Angler''s massive skin. After thinking for a while, Noah crafted a needle-like tool from one of the Sand Angler''s bones. For the thread, he thinly sliced the Sand Angler''s back shell. Fortunately, he was very dexterous. Undeterred by his previous failed attempt, he embarked on his second endeavor to fashion a robe. Though it took him a good half hour of perseverance, he eventually seeded in producing something that bore a striking resemnce to his desired creation. With each attempt, he gained a little more experience, refining his skills in the art of robe-making. He crafted this garment with the intention of battling the scorching heat during the day and the freezing cold at night. The hide of the Sand Angler possessed the remarkable ability to regte temperature, providing warmth in the sweltering heat and heat in the bone-chilling nights. "I must take a moment to rejuvenate in this tranquil spot before embarking on the next leg of my adventure." Chapter 75: Overtaken The desert night painted the sky with a million pinpricks of light, a stark contrast to the harsh re of the daytime sun. d in his newly robe, Noah settled for the night under the watchful gaze of the stars. The oasis, once a refuge, now felt like aunchpad, a ce where he''d not just healed, but evolved. The previous night spent shivering and exposed felt like a lifetime ago. Here, nestled amidst the rustling leaves and the gentle murmur of the oasis, a genuine peace settled over him. As the cool desert air settled, Noah closed his eyes. He dreamt of lush forests and towering mountains,ndscapes beyond this unforgiving wastnd. Sleep came easy, a deep and restful slumber that left him feeling energized and alert when he finally awoke. The oasis, bathed in the soft glow of morning light, held a newfound beauty in his eyes. With a deep breath, Noah rose to his feet. The desert stretched before him, an endless canvas of sand and possibility. ''''Time to work out!" He mumbled before getting to work. The invigorating desert sunrise painted the sky with hues of orange and pink as Noah finished his morning workout. Sweat beaded on his forehead, a testament to his rigorous routine. Unlike his previous, restless nights spent shivering in the open desert, this one, nestled in the peaceful oasis, had been filled with deep, restorative sleep. He wasn''t ready to jump straight into the day''s challenges just yet. With a newfound appreciation for self-care, Noah decided to cleanse his body before breakfast. He strode towards the glistening oasis, the cool water beckoning like a siren song. As he submerged himself, the day''s heat seemed to melt away, reced by a refreshing coolness. Emerging from the water, invigorated and clean, Noah felt a rumble in his stomach. He meandered back to his makeshift camp, the aroma of freshly brewed tea already filling the air. Breakfast was a simple affair ¨C a steaming cup of herbal tea, its earthy aroma a wee respite from the harsh desert air. Alongside it sat a te of homemade cookies, a sweet reward for his morning exertion. As he savored his simple meal, Noah allowed his gaze to wander across the oasis. It was time to check the current standings. Noah extended his arm and tapped on his smart bracelet. Instantly, a small blue window appeared above the bracelet, revealing the updated rankings. Today marked the fifth and final day of the Survival Test, and most of the students had already been eliminated. Yesterday, Noah held the top spot, but today was a different story. A heavy sigh escaped Noah''s lips as he saw that he had slipped down to second ce. Lilith had overtaken him, now sitting at the top with 200 points, while Noah trailed behind with 185 points. "Although I expected something like this, it''s still frustrating," Noah muttered to himself. Determined to reim his position, he stood up and prepared to leave the oasis, venturing back into the outer zone to continue his hunt. Leaving the oasis behind, Noah embarked on a solitary journey through the desert. The scorching sun transformed the golden sand into a mirage-like expanse of heat waves. Despite the early hour, the temperature had already reached an ufortable level. However, Noah found sce in the Sand Angler robe he wore. The intricate design of the fabric allowed a gentle breeze to pass through, providing a refreshing coolness amidst the sweltering desert. As Noah walked, the desert breeze whispered secrets through the robe''s woven threads. A delicate fragrance of desert flowers mingled with the dry air, a surprising oasis of scent in this barrenndscape. He pulled the hood of the robe further over his head, shielding his face from the sun''s relentless re with the wide brim. With each step, he climbed higher and higher, ascending a dune that revealed the vast emptiness of the desert before him. The desert stretched out endlessly, the undting waves of sand meeting the boundless azure sky. Silence enveloped the surroundings, broken only by the rhythmic crunch of Noah''s boots on the sand and the asional cry of a distant bird. Despite the harshness of the environment, a tranquil peace settled within Noah''s soul. In this deste expanse, he found a strange harmony, a connection to something greater than himself. Thirty minutester, the peacefulness was shattered. A deep growl echoed from a nearby sand dune. Instantly, he recognized the sound ¨C the guttural rumble of a Giant Horned Hyena. These monstrous scavengers were the first creatures he had encountered during his desert expedition days ago, and the memory of their razor-sharp ws and bone-crushing jaws was still fresh in his mind. As he turned the corner of the dune, five massive figures stood before him, their imposing size even more intimidating in the vast emptiness. Their horns, wickedly curved des, gleamed menacingly in the morning sun. Forming a menacing circle, they cut off his retreat back to the oasis. A tense silence filled the air, broken only by the rasping breaths of the hyenas. With a dramatic flourish, he drew his sword, the polished metal glinting in the sunlight. A grin spread across his face. Instead of responding with roars, the hyenas seemed to sense a change in him. In their beady eyes, Noah saw a flicker of something new - fear. Without wasting a moment, he took a deep breath, focused his energy, and unleashed the power of his new sword. "Splitting Ripple sh!" he bellowed. His de erupted in a burst of blue energy, slicing upwards with incredible force. Caught off guard, the first hyena bore the brunt of the attack. The energy de cleanly cut through its massive body, splitting it in a spray of blood and innards. But the power didn''t stop there. A shockwave rippled outward, a shimmering tear in the air, crashing into the hyenas surrounding him. They yelped in pain, thrown several meters back by the force, their tough hides singed and smoking. Seizing the momentary chaos, Noah didn''t wait for them to recover. With the agility of a dancer, he spun, unleashing another Splitting Ripple sh. This time, the energy wave struck three hyenas, sending them crashing into the sand dunes. The remaining hyena, thergest of the pack, let out a furious snarl. But its bravado was short-lived. Before it could charge, Noah was upon it. He delivered a final, brutal swing, his sword leaving a clean, crimson line across the creature''s throat. The giant hyena copsed to the ground, its eyes empty. The battle ended in a whirlwind of action. Noah didn''t even break a sweat. It was too easy. Indeed, he had grown stronger. [Level Up!] The notification rang out in Noah''s mind, a gratifying signal of his swift and decisive triumph. A wide grin stretched across his face. "Level 31," he whispered, relishing the taste of victory on his tongue. Delving into his backpack, his fingers brushed against a familiar crinkling sound. A mischievous spark ignited in his eyes. "Time for a celebration," he dered, retrieving a small pouch. Nestled among the well-worn supplies, a few precious cookies awaited ¨C a cherished treat from the oasis. He popped one into his mouth, the sweet, familiar vor instantly transporting him back to the lush greenery and cool shade he had left behind. It was a small indulgence, a reminder offort and a world beyond the unforgiving desert. With each bite, a curious sensation washed over him. It wasn''t just the delightful taste. Here, amidst the destendscape, these cookies held a deeper significance. Perhaps it was the contrast, the sweetness against the bitterness of the sand. Or maybe it was the sheer delight of finding a small pleasure earned through adversity. Regardless of the reason, Noah couldn''t deny the feeling. With every chew, a surge of renewed energy coursed through him, a sense of achievement that surpassed the mere level up. It served as a reminder that even in the harshest environments, moments of joy could be discovered, tiny pockets of sweetness that nourished not just the body, but the spirit as well. As thest crumb disappeared, a contented sigh escaped his lips. It was time to depart the desert, returning to the outer zone and embarking on his quest to hunt down the other students, as assigned by his viinous role. Though he would have loved to continue leveling up in the desert, he couldn''t afford the luxury. A test awaited, and he was determined to secure the top position. Not only for the rewards offered by the system, but also to prove that he would not be defeated by Lilith. His pride would not allow it. Noah straightened his shoulders and took a deep breath, determination etched across his face. "Time to pick up the pace," he dered, his voice resolute. With newfound vigor, he propelled himself forward, his boots churning the sand beneath him. Every fiber of his being screamed in protest, but he pushed through the pain, fueled by the image of a vibrant, verdant forest awaiting him at the edge of the desert. MVLEmPyR-your-story-source Hours passed, the relentless sun beating down upon him. Yet, Noah refused to waver. Just as exhaustion threatened to overwhelm him, a subtle shift in the air caught his attention. There was a change, a hint of coolness, a fragrance that transcended the scent of sand and sweat. He had reached his destination. He had left behind a part of the Inner Zone and arrived at the outskirts of the Outer Zone, where a newndscape awaited him - a pristine forest, teeming with life and mystery. Chapter 76: Noah versus Arthur A/N: Newly created discord server to share your ideas with me: invite/qxK8vcpF ¡ã¡ã¡ã Noah''s boots crunched on the forest floor as he emerged from a thicket, the echoes of his steps filling the quietude. Weak sunlight filtered through the dense canopy above, casting a dappled glow that revealed a mesmerizing sight. Half-hidden behind a curtain of vines, the skeletal remains of a once-majestic structure stood in solemn stillness. Moss-covered stones, colossal and forgotten,y strewn like discarded ythings. Crumbling arches hinted at doorways leading to nowhere, while empty window frames stared nkly, devoid of life. Nature, ever the reimer, had woven its enchantment around the ruins. Wisteria, in full bloom, cascaded from lofty points, its vibrant purple flowers contrasting against the gray stones. Ivy clung tenaciously to the walls, its tendrils stretching like eager fingers. Upon the remnants of a t roof, a solitary sapling had taken root, its leaves yearning for the feeble rays of sunlight. The air hung heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying wood. An eerie silence weighed upon the surroundings, asionally interrupted by the rustle of leaves or the distant chirping of a hidden bird. Everywhere, the weight of history was palpable, a whisper that lingered on the breeze. Questions arose about the grand purpose this building had once served, the footsteps that had traversed its halls, and the stories that these very stones held captive. A shiver traced down Noah''s spine, a blend of awe and unease. This was a ce where time had forgotten its march, leaving behind a haunting beauty and an enigmatic riddle. "No need to dwell on the origin of this ind," he muttered, shaking his head. Noah activated his Presence Detection ability, scanning the area within a 30-meter radius. At first, there was no sign of any foreign presence. Just as he was about to cancel the skill, a blip appeared on his radar. Someone was approaching, and fast. A mischievous smile crept across Noah''s face as he realized that his first prey had arrived. Soon, the trees parted, revealing the approaching figure. Noah''s surprise mirrored that of the neer. "Arthur?" he eximed, disbeliefcing his voice. "Noah?" Arthur echoed, a wide smile stered on his face that didn''t quite reach his eyes. Internally, rm bells were ring. The pre-assigned roles for this encounter were a mystery, and if Noah hadnded the viin role, things were about to getplicated. The smile faltered on Noah''s face as he watched Arthur''s charade. A slow, chilling grin spread across his own features, the kind that sent shivers down Arthur''s spine and confirmed his worst fears. Without wasting another moment, Arthur bolted. He''d hoped to create a diversion with a prepped light bomb, a blinding sh that would grant him an escape. "Ah, right!" he called back over his shoulder, a touch too forced. "Completely forgot, urgent business! See you around, buddy!" The light bomb detonated with a resounding boom, momentarily engulfing the forest in a blinding white light. Arthur used the opportunity to disappear into the undergrowth, pushing himself to his limits. He''d almost convinced himself he''d bought some distance, but then... there he was. Noah. Standing before him like a phantom, a single, chilling question hanging in the air. "Leaving so soon, friend?" Noah''s voice was deceptively calm, but the glint in his golden eyes spoke volumes of a predator stalking its prey. A primal fear gripped Arthur. Fast. That was the only word echoing in his mind. Fast wasn''t enough. "A meal shouldn''t run from its purpose," Noah continued, a twisted smile ying on his lips. His words were punctuated by a sickening crunch as heunched a vicious kick towards Arthur''s midsection. Arthur instinctively crossed his arms to block, the impact sending a jolt of pain through him before he was flung backwards through the air. Arthur coughed up a mouthful of blood. His chest and arms hurt like a hell, a little bit and they''d have been broken. He put his feet on the ground forcefully and stopped himself from dragging back any further. A frustrated groan escaped Arthur''s lips as blood trickled down his chin. The fight had confirmed his worst fear - he was outmatched. Level 25 was nothingpared to this anomaly. No wonder Noah was the childhood friend of that formidable woman; they were cut from the same monstrous cloth. Arthur rose to his feet, his hands trembling as he cast a basic healing spell. His mind raced as he realized that this wasn''t the friendly spar he had envisioned. Survival, not victory, became his new objective. He couldn''t afford to lose all his points to this viin whose sole purpose was plunder. An idea sparked in his brain. He raised a hand, halting Noah''s slow, predator-like approach. "Hold, Noah," he called out. "Look, I know I''m outmatched after that exchange." Noah didn''t budge, his gaze sharp. "What are you suggesting then?" he countered, clearly sensing Arthur''s brewing n. Arthur took a deep breath. "Let''s make this a pure swordfight. No fancy skills, just sword and aura. If I win, you let me go. No points taken, no elimination." A flicker of amusement crossed Noah''s face. This was getting interesting. The suggestion mirrored his own suspicions about Arthur''s strategy. "And if I win?" Arthur met his gaze head-on. "Simple. Half my points go to you. Currently, I''m sitting pretty at fourth ce with 150 points. That means 75 points for you if you win. It''s a fair exchange, even for non-viins in a duel." Noah considered this for a moment, then nodded. "Agreed." A system chime echoed through the air as their agreement solidified. A new mission was set. [Ding! New Mission: Win This Fight! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins] The reward confirmed Noah''s suspicions. This wouldn''t be a grueling battle. A hint of arrogance yed on his lips, not unfounded. His confidence stemmed not just from his superior strength, but from the system''s reward structure. Higher rewards meant greater difficulty. This was child''s y. With a subtle smile, he unsheathed his sword. "Let the games begin," he dered. He could vent his previous grievance on this man, he had been annoying since they first meeting, also he would confirm form this fight if he was worth roping in as useful tool. Across from Noah, Arthur who had no idea what running through his friend''s head mirrored his action, a determined glint in his eyes. He might be weaker, but he wouldn''t go down without a fight. He had faith in his swordsmanship, and 75 points were worth the risk. "Take care of me, then," he replied, a defiant grin twisting his features. ngs! ngs! Steel sang its deadly song as their des shed in a flurry of sparks. Gone were the disys of shy skills, reced by the raw, fundamental dance of swordsmanship. Sweat beaded on their brows, turning into rivulets that traced paths down their faces as they parried and riposted, each ng and scrape a testament to years of honed reflexes and muscle memory. Arthur, fueled by a desperate hope and a flicker of defiance that burned bright in his eyes, fought with a ferocity that belied his initial fear. He pushed himself to the limit, his movements precise and controlled despite the tremor in his hands. But Noah was a prodigy, a natural predator in his element. His strokes were effortless, yet imbued with a deadly grace that seemed to anticipate Arthur''s every move, pushing him back with each exchange. Despite the clear disparity in strength, it was a thrilling fight. Both men reveled in the pure challenge, the rhythmic sh of metal a symphony to their trained ears. The dappled sunlight filtering through the forest canopy seemed to slow down as they dueled, the world around them fading away until all that existed was the dance of their des and the primal instinct to survive. As the duel wore on, however, the tide began to turn. The exertion gnawed at Arthur''s strength, a bead of sweat tracing its way down his eye and stinging his vision. His movements grew sluggish, openings appearing in his defense like flickering candle mes in the growing twilight. Noah seized his opportunity with the predatory instincts of a lion stalking its prey. With a swift maneuver that seemed to blur the lines between human and weapon, he disarmed Arthur. The blond''s de ttered to the forest floor with a final, mournful ring. Arthur sank to his knees, panting heavily, defeat etched on his face, but a flicker of something else lingered in his eyes - a grudging respect for the opponent who had bested him. Noah lowered his own sword, the tip tracing a thoughtful line in the dirt. A hint of respect, unexpected yet genuine, glimmered in his eyes. This wasn''t just a simple victory; it was a disy of remarkable skill from his opponent, a testament to the fighting spirit that burned bright even in the face of overwhelming odds. "You fought well, Arthur, more than I expected," he acknowledged, his voice devoid of malice, a simple statement of fact. Arthur, catching his breath in ragged gasps, managed a weak smile. story-at-MvLeMpYr "You weren''t so bad yourself," he conceded, the initial resentment reced by a newfound admiration for the formidable warrior before him. The system chimed once more, confirming Noah''s victory and awarding him the promised gold coins. But a more valuable reward, it seemed, was the newfound respect forged between the two. Arthur wasn''t bad, and Noah decided to observe his character for a while before deciding whether to genuinely be his friend or simply use him as a tool he could dispose of at any moment. Chapter 77: Nothing but a nuisance With the duel settled, a hushed stillness settled upon the clearing. Arthur, still gasping for breath, was the first to break the silence. "You know," he panted, a faint smile tugging at his lips, "there''s this incredible waterfall I stumbled upon on my way here. It''s a secret little spot." Noah raised an eyebrow. "Secret, huh? Sounds risky." Arthur chuckled, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "Not at all! It''spletely secluded, the perfect ce to unwind after, well, you know..." he gestured vaguely towards the battlefield surrounding them. The thought of a refreshing swim after such an intense battle was too tempting to resist. Noah pondered for a moment before finally giving in, a reluctant smile softening his features. "Alright," he conceded. Following a hidden path, they ventured deeper into the woods. The air grew cooler, the sound of rushing water growing louder with each step. As the trees parted, a breathtaking sight unfolded before them. A majestic waterfall cascaded down a moss-covered cliff, its clear water collecting in a pool at the bottom. Sunlight filtered through the canopy, casting shimmering reflections on the surface. It was a scene of untouched beauty. Without a word, both men shed their worn-out clothes, momentarily forgetting the weight of the battle. With a burst of excitement, Arthur leapt off a rocky ledge, disappearing into the churning water with a resounding ssh. Noah followed suit, diving into the water with controlled grace. He resurfaced, coughing andughing, water streaming down his face. Arthur emerged nearby, his cheeks flushed from the chill and the thrill. They locked eyes, the absurdity of the situation hitting them both at once. Laughter erupted from their lips, echoing through the secluded valley. In that shared moment of carefree joy, the tension of the duel dissipated. They sshed each other, exchanged yful banter, and simply reveled in the refreshing embrace of the water. For a brief moment, they were not adversaries orpetitors, but two individuals enjoying the simple pleasure of a hidden paradise. As theirughter subsided, afortable silence settled in. They reclined against the smooth rocks, the sound of the waterfall providing a soothing soundtrack. A sense of camaraderie, unexpected yet genuine, blossomed between them. Despite their opposing roles in this survival test, they had discovered amon ground, a shared appreciation for a challenging fight and a peaceful interlude. As they basked in the tranquility of the hidden waterfall, Noah couldn''t help but wonder what other trials and unexpected connectionsy ahead on their journey. With a slight chuckle, Noah found himself amused at the unexpected surge of emotions he had experienced. "How absurd," he murmured to himself, shaking his head. "To think I would allow myself to feel this way. Is it loneliness, perhaps?" He quickly dismissed the thought, reminding himself to stay focused on his goals. Shaking off the lingering emotions, Noah summoned his status window, shifting his attention to the task at hand. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Regr Level 31 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 65 Strength: 75 Intelligence: 60 Dexterity: 76 Luck: 56 Stat Points:0 Coins: 8060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Noah was quite pleased with his progress. He had managed to gather almost 10,000 gold, only missing 2,000 more. Determined, he vowed to steadily collect the remaining amount in order to acquire a valuable skill. With a sense of aplishment, Noah closed his status window and summoned his ranking by tapping on his small bracelet. As expected, he reimed the first ce after emerging victorious in a fight against Arthur, earning 75 points as a reward. Combined with his existing 185 points, Noahfortably held the top spot with a total of 260 points. Lilith trailed closely behind in second ce with 200 points, but Noah knew herpetitive nature would soon drive her to challenge him for the lead. At the same time in another location, Lilith, with her striking white hair and captivating amber eyes, moved stealthily through the treacherousndscape infested with menacing monsters. Normally, her face remained impassive, revealing nothing of her true emotions. However, on this asion, a chilling amusement danced in her eyes. Her smart bracelet buzzed, and with a swift flick of her wrist, a holographic disy materialized before her. It was the update for the student rankings, and her gaze was immediately drawn to the name at the very top: Noah. But what truly stirred a fire within her was not just his position of dominance, but the number that apanied it ¨C 260 points. He had managed to surpass even her previous lead, extending the gap by a full 60 points. A slow, predatory smile curved on her lips. "This is bing intriguing." With a flourish, she unsheathed her de, its polished metal glistening with a deadly promise. In a blur of movement, she disappeared into the swarm of monsters. One moment she was there, the next, a flurry of precise strikes obliterated the creatures. Not a single drop of blood stained her swift motions, showcasing her lethal efficiency. As she carved her way through the horde, an unwavering determination zed in her eyes. "Maintain your lead, Noah," she whispered, her voice barely audible amidst the chaotic symphony of battle. "I aming for you." Lilith was no longer simply participating in apetition. This rivalry had ignited a fierce fire within her, a burning desire not only to emerge victorious but to prove herself as Noah''s equal. She longed to show him that she was a worthyrade, someone who could stand by his side in the face of any challenge. The hunt had begun. ~Back to Noah''s location Noah couldn''t shake off the eerie sensation that crawled down his spine, a tingling alertness that signaled he had be a target. And there was only one person who could be the source of this foreboding feeling - Lilith. His jaw tightened with determination. He refused to let her snatch his lead away again. Rising from the refreshing embrace of the waterfall, he stretched his body, feeling the slight protest of his muscles from the previous exertion. Noah nced at Arthur, who was still enjoying the invigorating water, and made up his mind. "Hey, Arthur," he called out, projecting his voice above the sound of the cascading water. "How about some grilled rabbit?" Arthur''s head snapped up, surprise flickering across his features. "Rabbit? Here?" "There''s always a rabbit," Noah replied nonchntly, shrugging his shoulders. "Besides, you brought me to this amazing spot. The least I can do is cook us some dinner." Arthur hesitated for a moment, then a wide grin spread across his face. "You know how to win me over, Noah. Rabbit it is!" Noah returned the smile. "Alright," he said, unsheathing a small hunting knife. "Looks like you''re on rabbit duty. I''ll get the fire started." Arthur chuckled. "Deal. Just make sure it''s a big one. I''m starving!" As Arthur disappeared into the dense undergrowth, Noah set about collecting dry wood to start the fire. The sun beat down mercilessly as Arthur emerged from the depths of the woods, a plump rabbit slung over his shoulder. Noah, always resourceful, had managed to scrounge up some flint and tinder, and soon a crackling fire illuminated their campsite. The aroma of the sizzling rabbit filled the air, enticing their taste buds. Noah expertly flipped the meat, relishing in the warm camaraderie that had blossomed between them. powered-by-MvLeMpYr With voracious appetites, they devoured the rabbit, their silence broken only by the sounds of satisfied crunching and contented sighs. Arthur, a mischievous glint in his eye, surprised Noah by producing a canteen from his backpack. "Thought you might need something more than just meat," he said, offering a canteen filled with a bright orange liquid. Noah gratefully took a swig. It was tangy, sweet orange juice, a burst of vor that refreshed his pte after the smoky richness of the rabbit. "Wow! Not bad Arthur," Noah admitted, wiping his brow. The blond chuckled. "And you, Noah, are full of suprise. Who would''ve thought our top-ranked student had a sweet tooth?" Noah''s face lit up with a mischievous grin as he indulged in the cookies, generously offering some to his friend Arthur. "I too have a fondness for cookies," Arthur admitted, surprising Noah. To prove his point, he produced his own stash of cookies from his pouch. "How unexpected! Who would have guessed that we share the same passion," Noah remarked, raising an eyebrow. "It must be fate that brought us together as friends," Arthur shamelessly dered, causing Noah to question his knightly demeanor. "I always thought knights were meant to be chivalrous and pure, but your reaction proves otherwise," Noahmented, his face contorting with annoyance. "Thank you for thepliment," Arthur responded, shing a sheepish smile. Noah''s frustration grew, and he couldn''t help but feel the urge to give this blonde trouble. As expected, this boy was nothing but a nuisance. Chapter 78: Lilith Vs Gareth Emery In the depths of the forest, Lilith came to a sudden halt. A strange sensation coursed through her, alerting her to the presence of another. "Reveal yourself," she spoke with her usual emotionless tone. From behind the dense foliage, a man emerged. It was Gareth Emery, the top-ranked student from ss A and third in the overall rankings. "Greetings, Lilith. I am Gareth Emery," he introduced himself. Lilith remained silent, studying the man before her. A potential prey had stumbled into her path. "I didn''t mean to startle you. I simply had a hunch," Gareth exined, expressing his intention not to provoke Lilith. He knew he couldn''t win against her and didn''t want to take any unnecessary risks. If Lilith held the role of the Viin, she would undoubtedly seize his points. Something Gareth wanted to avoid at all costs. Just as Gareth was preparing to depart, Lilith finally spoke up. "Where do you think you''re going?" she questioned. Gareth''s body trembled as he cursed his luck. "Alright, I propose a challenge. If you win, I will hand over half of my points. And before you suggest taking it all, I am aware of your capabilities. But before you can do so, I will forfeit, preventing you from iming them," Gareth dered, his eyes filled with determination. "I see. Very well, I ept your proposal," Lilith replied, realizing it was in her best interest to agree. Otherwise, Gareth would follow through with his words. Gareth Emery, a yer from ss A, possessed a unique ss: Lightning Mage. "Thank you," Gareth breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that the White Witch was not an unreasonable person. Lilith decided to only use the Wind and me spell not unsheathing her sword. The air crackled with electricity as Gareth''s lightning bolt narrowly missed Lilith, who swiftly evaded the attack. ''''Wind be a sharp knife, Wind de!" In response, Lilith unleashed a powerful wind de towards Gareth. The de sliced through the air, aimed directly at him. But to Lilith''s surprise, Gareth disappeared in a sh of lightning just as the wind de was about to strike. He had used his lightning magic to teleport, leaving Lilith''s attack to slice through a small tree, splitting it in two. Bang! Lilith narrowed her eyes, realizing that Gareth''s lightning magic gave him an advantage in speed and mobility. She needed to strategize carefully if she wanted to defeat him. With her sword still sheathed, Lilith focused her energy onbining wind and Fire, she called this spell: Ignis Hurricane, ''''Come me wind, Whirlwind of mes, Ignis Hurricane!" As she chanted an incantation, a swirling vortex of wind and mes formed around her. The intense heat mixed with the powerful gusts of wind created a formidablebination. Sensing the danger, Gareth reappeared a few meters away, his eyes widening at the sight of Lilith''s spell. Without hesitation, Lilith unleashed thebined attack, sending a raging tornado of fire and wind towards Gareth. The mes danced around the powerful gusts, creating a devastating force that threatened to engulf him. Gareth, realizing the gravity of the situation, tapped into his lightning magic once again. ''''Lightning Barrier!" Bolts of electricity crackled around him as he summoned a protective barrier of lightning. Tchi~ Tchi~ The barrier sizzled and crackled, absorbing the impact of Lilith''s fiery tornado. The sh of elements filled the forest with a cacophony of sound and light. The intense heat and electricity sent shockwaves through the air, causing the trees to sway and the ground to tremble. Lilith, determined to overpower Gareth, intensified her spell, pouring more mana energy into the raging tornado. The mes grew hotter, and the winds grew stronger, threatening to break through Gareth''s barrier. Sweat dripped down her brow as she exerted every ounce of her magical prowess. Gareth gritted his teeth, feeling the strain on his barrier. He knew he couldn''t hold on for much longer. With a surge of determination, he channeled more of his mana energy into reinforcing his defense, desperately trying to withstand Lilith''s powerful assault. The battle between wind and lightning, me and barrier, raged on. The forest trembled under the sheer force of their sh. Finally, Gareth managed to swiftly dodged Lilith''s spell, he retaliated by unleashing a barrage of lightning bolts towards her. The bolts crackled through the air, aiming to strike their target with precision. However, Lilith was prepared. With a swift motion, Lilith conjured a powerful Wind spell known as Cyclone Wall. ''''Whirl, Whirlwind of Wind, Cyclone Wall!" A swirling vortex of wind formed in front of her, creating a protective barrier. The gusts within the cyclone were strong enough to deflect the iing lightning bolts, causing them to scatter harmlessly in different directions. The cyclone wall whirled and spun, acting as a shield against Gareth''s relentless assault. The lightning bolts crashed into the turbulent winds, dissipating their energy. Lilith remained focused, channeling her magic to maintain the strength of the cyclone. Gareth, realizing that his lightning attacks were ineffective against Lilith''s defensive spell, paused for a moment to reassess his strategy. He knew that he needed to find a way to break through her defenses if he wanted to have any chance of winning this challenge. With a determined expression, Gareth summoned another surge of lightning magic. This time, instead ofunching a direct attack, he used his lightning to enhance his own speed and agility. Electricity crackled around his body as he moved with lightning-fast reflexes, darting and weaving through the forest with unparalleled swiftness. Lilith''s eyes narrowed as she tracked Gareth''s movements, her cyclone wall following his every step. She knew that she couldn''t let him get too close, as his lightning-enhanced strikes would be difficult to defend against. She focused her magic, ready to counter any move he made. Gareth, utilizing his lightning-infused speed, circled around Lilith, searching for an opening in her defenses. He knew that he needed to find a weak point to exploit if he wanted to turn the tides in his favor. With each step, he assessed her movements, looking for any signs of vulnerability. Suddenly, Garethunched himself into the air, soaring above the cyclone wall with a burst of lightning-enhanced power. Lilith''s eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly reacted. ''''Wind, Gust break through, Air Impact!" She summoned a powerful gust of wind, attempting to knock Gareth off course and bring him back down to the ground. thank-you-for-using-MvLeMpYr The wind buffeted Gareth, threatening to throw him off bnce. However, he used his lightning magic to ground himself, stabilizing his flight. With a determined re, he continued his ascent, aiming to strike from above. Lilith, realizing that her wind alone wouldn''t be enough to stop Gareth,bined her wind magic with mes. She unleashed a scorching pir of fire towards him, hoping to engulf him in its searing heat. The mes danced and crackled, reaching towards Gareth with fierce intensity. But Gareth was prepared. With a lightning-infused leap, he evaded the mes, soaring higher into the air. He maneuvered with precision, avoiding Lilith''s attacks while closing in on his target. The battle between Lilith and Gareth escted to new heights as they utilized various spells to their fullest extent. ''''Time to put this experiment to the end.'''' Lilith decided to end the fight, she chanted the next incantation. ''''Wind prevent, visit of silence, Mute!" As Lilith unleashed her Mute spell, the area within a 15-meter radius fell into silence. Gareth''s eyes widened in realization that his ability to cast spells had been weakened. The crackling of his lightning magic diminished, leaving him momentarily vulnerable. Sensing an opportunity, Lilith seized the moment to deliver her final strike. She tapped into Gareth''s weakened lightning magic, channeling it alongside her own wind element. The two forces intertwined, creating a powerful fusion. ''''Windes, Lightning pierce through, Thunderous halberd, Lightning Javelin!" With a resounding incantation, Lilith summoned a Wind-Lightning spell known as Lightning Javelin. The air crackled with electricity as a spear made of pure Wind-Lightning materialized in her hand. With a swift motion, she hurled the Lightning Javelin towards Gareth before he could react. Swoosh! Tchi! Tchi! Realizing the impending danger, Gareth hastily conjured a small lightning shield in an attempt to reduce the impact of the Lightning Javelin. However, it was not enough to fully protect him. The Wind-Lightning spear tore through his defense, striking him with tremendous force. Boom! Gareth''s body was sent flying through the air, crashing into a nearby tree with a bone-crushing impact. Bang! Crack! The tree splintered under the force of the collision, ''''Gofuh! While Gareth coughed up blood, his strength waning. The battle was over, and he had been defeated. Lilith stood victorious, her chest heaving with exertion. She approached Gareth, her expression was unreadable as always. ''''My points.'''' She demanded. Gareth, epting his defeat nodded, acknowledging her victory. The forest fell into a calm stillness, the echoes of their battle fading away. "Allow me a brief respite," he requested, and Lilith nodded without a word, patiently standing by a towering oak. After a quarter of an hour had passed, Gareth had regained his strength and was ready to continue. Without hesitation, he transferred half of his points, propelling Lilith back into the top position with afortable lead of 20 points over Noah, who now had a total of 260 points. Noah''s momentary triumph was short-lived as he swiftly lost his position within the hour. Chapter 79: The End of the Survival Test At that very moment, Lilith received the points awarded by Gareth Emery. The ranking was swiftly updated, and Noah, upon checking his smart bracelet, was disheartened to see the current standings. wee-to-NovelFire "Damn it! She''s already surpassed me," he eximed, not caring that Arthur was standing right beside him. Arthur was taken aback to witness Noah''s loss of the first-ce position he had secured just an hour ago. "She''s a force to be reckoned with," Arthur muttered under his breath, prompting Noah to nod in agreement. "Well, so am I. I''m going to take off now. See youter," Noah dered before vanishing into the depths of the forest, leaving Arthur behind. Thetter let out a sigh. "I suppose I should get to work as well. I need to increase my points and stay within the top 5. It would be a shame otherwise. Well, the more challenging it is, the more fun it bes," Arthur said to himself as he disappeared in a different direction. Unlike those with viinous roles, ordinary students like Arthur could earn points by ying monsters. He just had to defeat more of them to reim his spot in the top five. It wasn''t an unachievable quest. He aimed to surpass both Lilith and Noah, those two formidable opponents. Hopefully, his friend Noah would emerge as the ultimate victor, though it wouldn''t be an easy feat. ??? In the depths of the dense forest, Noah prowled stealthily, his eyes fixed on his unsuspecting prey. A group of five students was engaged in a battle against a pack of goblins. From their movements, it was evident that their skill levels were mediocre, likely ranging from 17 to 20. For Noah, this was child''s y. A faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips. This was the perfect opportunity to umte points and regain his lead. With a silentmand, he sprang into action, materializing like a phantom in the midst of the oblivious group. His des moved with lethal grace, a whirlwind of steel that left the five students stunned and defeated. In a matter of minutes, it was all over. The goblinsy lifeless, the students vanquished, and Noah''s point tally surged by a hundred, catapulting him back to the top of the leaderboard. There was no time for celebration. This was merely the beginning. He needed a substantial lead over Lilith this time, a buffer zone that couldn''t be easily bridged. Fuelled by an unwavering determination not to be surpassed by anyone, Noah vanished once more, blending into the depths of the forest. The hunt was on, and the stakes had never been higher. It was no longer just about winning thepetition; it was about proving himself, not only to Lilith but to his own self. He was Noah, and he wouldn''t be dethroned without a fierce struggle. Noah''s desire to reim the top spot was insatiable. Despite holding afortable 80-point lead over Lilith, an unsettling feeling crept into his gut. He knew she wouldn''t back down easily. Driven by an unwavering determination, he pushed himself beyond his limits. The forest became his hunting ground, and unsuspecting students became his prey. He engaged in battles with a fierce intensity, swiftly and mercilessly iming victory. As night fell, the once lively forest fell into an eerie silence. Noah stood amidst the aftermath, his point total reaching an astonishing 500. News of his relentless rampage spread like wildfire, earning him and Lilith a chilling new nickname - The Madmen. Lilith, fueled by her own fire, was not far behind. She too left a trail of defeated students in her wake, umting a respectable 430 points. Their relentless pursuit forced most of the remaining participants into hiding, transforming the already fiercepetition into a desperate struggle for survival, all because of their actions. A few hourster. Amidst the chaos and destruction he had caused, a glimmer of normality flickered within Noah. Night had descended, enveloping the forest in an inky darkness, broken only by the asional glow of bioluminescent creatures. Though exhausted, Noah sought sce in a small clearing, distancing himself from the unsettling silence that weighed heavily in the air. With practiced ease, he set up his tent, a sanctuary amidst the madness. A crackling fire breathed life into the surroundings, casting dancing shadows on the walls of his canvas shelter. Retrieving a plump rabbit from his survival pack, a trophy from his most recent encounter, Noah began to clean it with efficient precision. A strange sense of routine settled upon him, momentarily easing his mind. As the fire crackled and hissed, Noah delved deeper into his pack, a triumphant smile forming on his face. Amongst the rations and emergency suppliesy two hidden treasures - a pouch of rice and a couple of chilled beer cans, acquired from an abandoned student''s stash. It was a modest feast, but tonight it held a deeper significance. It symbolized a stolen moment of normalcy, a celebration of his unwavering grasp on the top spot. Skewering the rabbit over the fire, the aroma of cooking meat filled the air, providing a wee contrast to the oppressive silence that had settled over the forest. As he cooked, his thoughts drifted back to the events of the day - the relentless pursuit, the fear-stricken faces of those he had defeated. A pang of unease settled in his stomach. This was not thepetition he had signed up for. The bond he had shared with Arthur by the waterfall now felt like a distant memory. Cracking open a beer can, the hiss of escaping gas offered a momentary distraction. Taking a long sip, the cold liquid washed away some of the dirt and tension that clung to him. Noah''s body ached with exhaustion, a satisfying pain after a day of pushing himself to the brink. He immersed himself in the refreshing water of a nearby stream, a small indulgence amidst the intensepetition. As the sun descended, casting long shadows across the forest floor, the scene transformed into a palette of orange and purple hues. Emerging from the water, a sense of tranquility washed over Noah. The final showdown with Lilith awaited him tomorrow, determining the fate of thepetition. Yet, amidst the chaos that had consumed the past few days, an unusual serenity settled within him. Retreating to his tent, the familiar canvas walls provided sce from the prying eyes of the forest. Unfurling his sleeping bag, he gazed at the sliver of sky visible through the tent p. A breathtaking tapestry of stars glittered above, resembling countless scattered diamonds against the dark expanse. It was a sight he often overlooked, a reminder of the world beyond this twisted game. A solitary shooting star streaked across the night sky, leaving behind a fleeting trail of light. Noah closed his eyes, silently making a wish. With a sigh, he rolled onto his side, lulled by the rhythmic chirping of crickets in the stillness of the night. Sleep, however, eluded him. Thoughts of Lilith relentlessly pursuing him gued his mind, reminding him of how close he hade to defeat. Noah shook his head. Tonight, he would cherish the tranquility, the stars, and the fragile flicker of hope within him. The next morning, the forest awoke to a sky aze with golden sunlight. It was the final day of the grueling survival test, and the tension crackled in the air like static electricity. Noah emerged from his tent, his muscles protesting slightly from the previous day''s exertion. Yet, a resolute glint shone in his eyes. He''d managed to hold onto his lead, with Lilith snapping at his heels ¨C a mere 20 points separated them. The silence was broken by a sudden shimmer in the air, followed by the materialized forms of the teachers. The Survival Test was over. With a wave of their hands, the students were teleported back to the familiar grounds of the academy, a collective gasp escaping their lips as they reappeared in the training grounds. The once vibrant forest, now eerily silent, became a distant memory. Thepetition, a whirlwind of violence and desperation, was reduced to hushed whispers and nervous nces. As the students regrouped, a holographic disy materialized in front of them, showcasing the final rankings. Noah found his name etched at the very top. He stole a nce at Lilith, her expression unreadable as she stood a few paces away. She seemed to want to say something to her but before she could, A booming voice filled the training grounds, the Headmaster addressing the students. "Wee back, students. You have all endured a challenging test, one that pushed you to your limits." His gaze swept across the crowd, a hint of amusement flickering in his eyes. "There will be a time for debriefing and analysister," he continued. "But for now, get some rest. You''ve all earned it." With that, the teachers dispersed, leaving the students to grapple with the aftermath of thepetition. Lilith approached Noah, causing him to halt and turn towards her. "What''s up?" he inquired. "Could you lend me a hand? I''ll fill you in on the specificster. Let''s swap numbers," she suggested. Noah agreed, his curiosity piqued as to what she needed his assistance with. Chapter 80: Riding a motorbike As soon as Noah stepped into his personal room at the boy''s dormitory of Peerless Academy, he felt a sense offort and familiarity wash over him which was strange considering he had been here less than a month. Shaking his head to discard any distracting thought, Noah headed straight to the immacte bathroom attached to his room. The soothing sound of running water greeted him as he turned on the shower, adjusting the temperature to his liking. Steam filled the air, creating a serene atmosphere that melted away the stresses of the day. Noah luxuriated in the warm water, allowing it to ease the tension from his muscles and rejuvenate his weary body. The gentle cascade of water on his skin was a blissful respite, washing away the sweat and grime of the day''s activities. He took his time, relishing each moment of the refreshing bath, letting the water''s embrace invigorate his senses. After drying off and slipping intofortable clothes, Noah made his way to the living room before taking out some freshly barked cookies he brought on his way back. The aroma of warm chocte and buttery goodness enveloped the space, enticing Noah to indulge in the delectable treats. With each bite of the delicious cookies, he felt like he was in heaven, toplement this feeling Noah bought some Cardamom Hot Chocte. ''''Simply wonderful!" Noah was satisfied. Once he was done he checked his gains from the Survival Test. ''''Status Window!" ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Regr Level 32 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 67 wee-to-NovelFire Strength: 77 Intelligence: 62 Dexterity: 80 Luck: 58 Stat Points:0 Coins: 13060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Noah was pleased with his progress. He had umted a respectable sum of 13060 Gold coins. His level had reached 32, and his dexterity had increased to 80 after allocating his two stat points to it upon leveling up. Overall, Noah was content with his stat distribution ¨C it was well-bnced and not skewed in any particr direction. Noah went to check the second reward from the system, the item he gained. He couldn''t help but swallow upon seeing the item in question. [Skeleton Bone Ne] Category: Ne Grade: Epic Effect: Intelligence +3, Attack Speed +1% per enemy killed (up to +25%) Durability: 500/500 Usage Restriction: Regr Rank and above Description: A mysterious ne made by stringing together bones of an unknown skull.] The Skeletal Bone Ne, a remarkable piece of jewelry. Not only does it enhance intelligence, but it also grants a significant boost to attack speed. "And its price in the store 6,500 gold, I won big this time and I''m lucky as well." Noah had initially set his sights on amassing enough gold coins to purchase a coveted ne. However, he never anticipated the unexpected reward that awaited him. It was this unexpected windfall that led him to dere himself a winner and consider himself lucky. Out of the blue, Noah''s phone chimed with a notification. Surprised, he quickly checked to see who the sender was. To his astonishment, it was Lilith, reaching out to him much sooner than he had anticipated. Intrigued, he opened the message and was taken aback by its content. "Is this some kind of prank?" Noah wondered aloud, but there was no one around to answer his question. All he could do was chuckle to himself, mystified by the situation. ¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã The following day, Noah woke up on Sunday morning, feeling a mix of surprise and concern. Lilith''s request to teach her how to ride a motorbike had caught himpletely off guard and he almost refused. Nheless, Noah had recently reconnected with Lilith and didn''t want to let her down, so he reluctantly agreed to teach her. As he arrived at the designated meeting spot, he saw Lilith standing next to a sleek, ck motorbike. Her expression remained as stoic as ever, giving no indication of her thoughts or emotions. Noah couldn''t help but wonder why she had suddenly developed an interest in riding a motorbike. "Good morning, Lilith," Noah greeted her, trying to hide his apprehension. "Are you sure you want to learn how to ride a motorbike? It''s quite different from a bicycle." Lilith nodded, her eyes fixed on the ground. Noah knew that her determination was unwavering, even if her emotions were hidden. "Alright then," Noah replied, trying to sound confident. "Let''s start with the basics of motorbike riding. We''ll take it slow and make sure you feelfortable." Noah began by exining the different parts of the motorbike and their functions. He showed Lilith how to start the engine, change gears, and brake. Lilith listened intently, absorbing the information without showing any signs of nervousness. "Now, let''s practice starting and stopping the motorbike," Noah suggested, guiding Lilith to sit on the bike. "I''ll be here to support you and ensure your safety." Noah held onto the back of the bike as Lilith started the engine. She carefully released the clutch and began to move forward, her focus unwavering. Noah could sense her determination and couldn''t help but admire her resilience. As the morning progressed, Noah gradually let go of the bike, allowing Lilith to ride on her own. She elerated cautiously, gaining confidence with each passing minute. Noah watched as she navigated the turns and corners, her expression remaining unchanged. "You''re doing great, Lilith!" Noah encouraged her, his voice filled with pride. "You''re a natural at this." Lilith gave a slight nod, acknowledging his words but remaining silent. Noah couldn''t help but wonder what thoughts were running through her mind, but he respected her need for privacy. As the lesson continued, Lilith became morefortable with the motorbike. She practiced maneuvering through different terrains, honing her skills with precision and control. Noah couldn''t deny the progress she was making, despite his initial reservations. By the end of the morning, Lilith was confidently riding the motorbike, her expression still impassive but with a hint of satisfaction. Noah couldn''t help but feel a sense of aplishment. Teaching Lilith how to ride a motorbike had been a challenge, but it had also brought them closer together. As they parked the motorbike and prepared to leave, Noah turned to Lilith and said, "You''ve done an amazing job, Lilith. I''m proud of how far you''vee." Lilith gave a small nod, aNoah knew it was her way of expressing gratitude. Teaching Lilith how to ride a motorbike had been an unexpected journey, one that Noah would always cherish. It had taught him the importance of stepping out of hisfort zone and embracing the unexpected. And in the process, he had gained a newfound respect for Lilith''s determination and strength. Noah and Lilith rode the motorbike back to the starting point, feeling a sense of aplishment and satisfaction after the sessful lesson. As they approached the end of their ride, Noah noticed a quaint little caf¨¦ on the side of the road and an idea popped into his mind. "Hey, Lilith, how about we make a quick stop at that caf¨¦? We can rest for a bit and grab something to eat or drink," Noah suggested, hoping to spend some more time with Lilith and continue their reconnection. Lilith nodded in agreement, her expression unchanged. Noah couldn''t help but smile, understanding that her nod was her way of expressing consent and appreciation for the suggestion. He parked the motorbike and entered the cozy caf¨¦. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere. Noah found afortable booth by the window and gestured for Lilith to join him. As they sat down, Noah couldn''t help but notice how rxed Lilith seemed, despite her usual stoic demeanor. It was as if the motorbike riding lesson had brought out a different side of her, a side that Noah was grateful to witness. A friendly waitress approached their table and handed them the menu. Noah nced at the options and decided to order a couple of cappinos and a te of freshly baked pastries to share. As they waited for their order to arrive, Noah struck up a conversation with Lilith, wanting to know more about her thoughts and feelings after the motorbike lesson. "So, Lilith, how did you find the motorbike riding lesson? Was it what you expected?" Noah asked, genuinely curious about her perspective. Lilith paused for a moment, her eyes focused on the table. Then, she looked up and met Noah''s gaze, her expression softening slightly. "It was different from what I expected," Lilith replied in her calm and measured tone. "But I enjoyed the challenge. Thank you for teaching me." Noah felt a surge of warmth and appreciation as he listened to Lilith''s words. Their order arrived, and they savored the aromatic coffee and delicious pastries infortable silence. The caf¨¦''s ambiance provided a peaceful backdrop for their conversation, allowing them to enjoy each other''spany without the need for constant words. As they finished their refreshments, Noah couldn''t help but feel a sense of contentment. As they left the caf¨¦ and prepared to part ways, Noah turned to Lilith and said, "Thank you for trusting me to teach you how to ride a motorbike, Lilith. It was a pleasure but you owe me one." Lilith nodded once again, her eyes conveying her gratitude and a newfound sense of closeness. Noah knew that their bond had strengthened, and he looked forward to the day he could im this debt, it would be fun. With a final nod and a small smile, Noah and Lilith bid each other farewell. Chapter 81: Stella Evangelion Noah hadn''t had the opportunity to go back before he was dragged back together with Lilith somewhere. A department store inside themercial district of the Peerless Academy is a bustling hub of activity. With its grand entrance and towering ss windows, it exudes an air of luxury and sophistication. The store is divided into multiple floors, each dedicated to specific departments, offering a wide range of products to cater to the diverse needs of the academy''s students, faculty, and visitors. As you step inside, you are greeted by the pleasant aroma of freshly brewed coffee from the in-store caf¨¦. The ground floor is a paradise for fashion enthusiasts, with racks of trendy clothing, shelves filled with stylish essories, and a cosmetics section that showcases thetest beauty products. Moving up to the second floor, you enter the electronics department. Here, you find rows of state-of-the-art gadgets, fromptops and smartphones to gaming consoles and home entertainment systems. Knowledgeable staff members are readily avable to assist customers in making informed decisions. The third floor is dedicated to books and stationery. It houses a vast collection of textbooks, reference materials, and best-selling novels. The stationery section offers everything from pens and notebooks to art supplies, catering to the academic and creative needs of the academy''s students. Tucked away on the fourth floor is a dedicated home and lifestyle department. This section offers an array of furniture, home decor, kitchenware, and appliances, allowing students and faculty to create afortable and stylish living space. For those seeking a quick break from shopping, the fifth floor offers a food court with a variety of dining options. From international cuisines to local delicacies, there is something to satisfy every pte. Overall, the department store inside themercial district of the Peerless Academy provides a convenient andprehensive shopping experience. Its wide range of departments and attentive staff make it a go-to destination for all the academy''s shopping needs. And currently inside this Department Store Noah was ying the role of mannequin apanied with two beauties. Ste Evangelion stuns with a cascade of raven hair that tumbles down her back in a way that both whispers of untamed wildness and gleams with controlled silkiness. The color isn''t just ck, but a deep, inky ck that seems to hold the secrets of the night sky. Her most striking feature, however, lies in her eyes. Not simply red, they burn with a vibrant crimson that hints at an inner fire, a flicker of something both captivating and potentially dangerous. The contrast between her dark hair and those fiery eyes is breathtaking, making them the focal point of her entire being. You can''t help but wonder what stories they hold, what depths of emotion lie simmering within. She is the younger sister to Lilith''s father making her her aunt. "Great. Perfect. How does it look to you, Lilith?" Ste, ying the role of mannequin B, asked Lilith. As one would have expected Lilith didn''t respond making Ste shift her attention to Noah. "What about you, kiddo?" Noah spoke while looking at his reflection in the mirror. "Uh ¡­ It seems to suit me, but isn''t it too overwhelming?" Ste put her hand to her forehead. "Forget it. What can I expect from fashion ignoramuses?" Lilith and Noah''s outfits had changed dramatically in 30 minutes. Lilith was wearing a bright dress, not her usual gothic dress. Noah was dressed as dazzlingly as a pop idol might be. ''Sigh! I think I liked my previous clothes better.'' Noah thought looking at his reflection in the mirror. This outfit was too overwhelming. "¡­" Looking to the side, Noah saw Lilith gazing at her outfit with a trembling expression. Her face seemed to read, ''My previous dress seems more neat and pretty, doesn''t it?'' "What do you think, miss clerk?" Ste spoke to the store clerk, who had been observing them. The clerk responded, "I think it''s the best coordination, reflecting 120% of this year''s trend. Truly Ste Creativeness. I was amazed." Ste lips curved into a smile. Not only she''s famous yer, she was also a famous designer. "This is a normal person''s reaction. Got it? You fashion ignoramuses." Ste snapped her fingers and clicked her tongue. "Even so, to call us fashion ignoramuses¡­" Noah was still doubtful. ''Can we trust the clerk? They would even package clothes that don''t suit us as if they did, just to sell them.'' ''''Ah!" At this point, they didn''t have a choice but to seek the opinion of an impartial third party who can make a fair assessment. Click- Noah took a picture of his reflection in the mirror. "What are you doing?" "I''ll ask someone if it suits me." "Good idea." Ste didn''t mind this suggestion. Surprisingly, Lilith did the same "I should do the same." Ste''s eyes widened, it never urred to her that her stoic niece would have someone contact other than her and the boy''s contact in her phone. ''''Fufufu! How unexpected, we need to talkter dear Lilith and you will fill me in.'''' Lilith ignored her aunt, thinking of consulting her friends, also took a picture of herself. Meanwhile, Ste crossed her arms, a confident smile on her face. Noah sent the photo to Arthur, seeking his opinion. [What do you think of this outfit?] The response was immediate. [Wow! My friend, what''s that outfit? It suits you really well!] [Amazing! Totally stylish!] A second text followed taking Noah by surprise. "¡­" [Really? Is it that good?] Noah typed back. [ Yes! It seems well put together with non-contrasting colors to highlight your face. Plus, tone-on-tone! You should always dress like this.] Another immediate reply followed by another one, Arthur seemed eager to chat with him. [Is this outfit something you chose yourself, Noah?] Noah couldn''t reply immediately, he took a moment before typing. [¡­ Why do you think so?] [Well, you love ck, Noah. Did someone choose it for you?] Noah couldn''t refute this assertion; he undeniably adores donning garments in shades of ck. asionally, he might opt for gray or even white attire, but ck always finds its way into his wardrobe. ''So that''s how it appeared to those around me.'' Looking to the side, he saw Lilith''s expressionless mask cracking, she was looking stunned as well. Her expression seemed to say she had been scolded by her friends withments like, ''Why is the gothic dress lover wearing such bright clothes? Are you inviting Noah on a romantic date already?'' "What did your friends say?" powered by mvl|empyr Ste asked, looking at Noah and smirking. "¡­ They said it suits me well." "Again? Didn''t they ask who chose it for you?" Ste asked with a ''I know they did'' smile. "¡­" How did she know? Noah couldn''t hide his bewildered expression. "Anyway, you see now? You''re a fashion ignoramus." "¡­ Yes." Seeing the dramatic reactions from Arthur, it seems Noah really didn''t know how to dress himself. "Alright. If you understand, let''s move to the next store." Ste said, handing her card to the clerk. "What?" Noah and Lilith''s eyes and asked in unison. "Isn''t this the end?" Even Lilith who rarely opened her mouth since the beginning of this nightmare couldn''t help but speak. "Aunt, one outfit each would have been enough." At that, Ste chuckled. "Looking at your sense of style, I feel I need to prepare at least 4 to 5 outfits for each of you to feel at ease. Then you''ll have enough to wearfortably." She smiled, like a mother looking at her mischievous children. It seemed that the nightmare wouldn''t be ending soon. ¡ã¡ã¡ã That took about 5 hours. Noah and Lilith did their best in theirs role as mannequins for Ste Evangelion. "Good. It''s perfect." Having perfectly arranged even their hair, they were now sitting at a restaurant for dinner. "If you guys always paid this much attention to your appearance, wouldn''t it be nice?" "¡­" "¡­" ''I don''t think I could ever keep this up. It''s exhausting.'' Noah was overwhelmed with the thought of continuing on. The constant struggle was draining himpletely. He yearned for an escape, as this woman had always been a source of trouble. She was a free spirit, doing as she pleased without any regard for others. Noah had tried to avoid her countless times, but each attempt ended in failure. She was simply too intimidating. Lost in his own thoughts, Noah was abruptly brought back to reality by Ste''s piercing words. "Especially you, little one. Your attire with that face is almost a sin. You understand?" "¡­ Yes." Noah decided to obediently admit to it. After following her around for 5 hours, he understoodpletely. Just changing clothes and hairstyle made people''s gazes shift. An excellent face that needs no improvement, a physique honed through rigorous training through the years. When Ste''s touch was added, it created a truly explosive synergy. Honestly, if Noah had been walking around alone today, he would have been dashed at by at least 10 women. No, really. He was not praising himself ; there were at least 10 people shooting heart beams from their eyes. "Anyway, even yers are human. Not just equipment; you should pay attention to regr fashion too." Ste said, handing Noah a steak and smiling faintly. "Especially you, little one. Take some breaks. From what I heard from Elena, you''re like a training machine." "I like doing it, though." Come to think of it, Ste was the same age as their teacher Elena. "Little one, do you have any hobbies?" Ste suddenly asked. "Hobbies¡­ I don''t really have any." "Have you watched any movies recently, or gone out with someone?" "I don''t think so." Noah shook his head, helping Lilith train to ride motorbike couldn''t be considered as going out, he understands what Ste implied when she asked that question. Noah usually trained or nned to minimize future variables. "¡­ Is that so?" Ste looked at Noah then Lilith with eyes filled with something akin to sorrow. ''This won''t do, I must change them'' She heaved a sigh before saying. "Let''s eat.'''' Chapter 82: Arthur Vs Gareth 2/ Stella Vs Noah While Arthur was going to the restaurant together with Ste and Lilith, Arthur was having friendly duel. The midday sun beat down on the dusty arena, its relentless re mirrored in the sweat dripping from Arthur''s brow. His once pristine armor, now scuffed and dented, bore the marks of a brutal conflict. Across from him, Gareth, a mountain of a man, wheezed heavily, his chest heaving like a bellows. His massive warhammer, usually an instrument of devastation,y abandoned in the dirt, testament to the battle''s intensity. Their sh had been a storm of steel and fury. Gareth, a bull charging with brute force, had rained down blows like thunderps, each ng of his hammer against Arthur''s nimble de echoing through the arena. Dust swirled in their wake, choking the air with the taste of iron and desperation. Yet, Arthur danced amidst the storm. His movements were fluid, almost serpentine, as he dodged and parried Gareth''s attacks. Years of honing his craft under the tutge of the finest knights had gifted him an agility that belied his years. Each deflection was a calcted parry, each riposte a precise jab, leaving stinging nicks on Gareth''s already bloodied arms. But Gareth was no mere brute. He countered with cunning traps, feints masked by raw power. His hammer, a pendulum of death, sought to catch Arthur unawares. Twice, the impactnded, the force of the blows sending shockwaves through Arthur''s body, threatening to crack his resolve. Yet, the young knight held his ground, fueled by an unwavering determination, the grit in his eyes reflecting the fire of Camelot itself. The small crowd, a sea of faces contorted in a mixture of bloodlust and awe, roared with each sh. Their cheers fueled thebatants, urging them to ever greater feats of ferocity. Yet, Arthur paid them no heed, his focusser-sharp, his mind locked in a deadly ballet with the man before him. He saw the telltale signs of Gareth''s fury, the subtle shift in stance before a particrly brutal swing. In that fleeting moment, Arthur seized his opportunity. His de, Excalibur, a blur of silver light, met Gareth''s hammer head-on. The impact resonated through the arena, a deafening ng that sent shockwaves rippling through both warriors. Gareth''s eyes widened, disbelief warring with fury. The once unstoppable swing was halted, held firm by the sheer force of Arthur''s will. With a surge of power that seemed to defy his wiry frame, Arthur twisted, wrenching the hammer from Gareth''s grasp. The crowd gasped as the massive weapon sailed through the air,nding with a thud that seemed to shake the very foundation of the arena. Disarmed, Gareth stood frozen, the roar leaving his throat reced by a stunned silence. Arthur didn''t hesitate. He charged, Excalibur a streak of sunlight aimed at the opening he''d created. But amidst the cheers, a flicker of respect, hesitant yet undeniable, sparked in Gareth''s eyes. Instead of charging back, he lowered his head, epting defeat. The de stopped inches from his neck, Excalibur trembling faintly in Arthur''s hand. The silence was thicker than the dust settling around them, broken only by the ragged gasps of exertion. Then, Arthur slowly lowered his weapon, the echo of shing steel reced by the ragged gasps of exertion. The crowd, stunned into momentary silence, erupted in cheers that shook the very rafters of the arena. Arthur had won, not through brute force, but through skill, precision, and unwavering resolve. Gareth, his face a mask of mingled anger and grudging admiration, met Arthur''s gaze. He had lost again, he thought he had gotten stronger at least to contain against Arthur and not lost unfortunately he couldn''t win. He weaved a sigh and bowed, acknowledging the victor, yet a fire still burned in his eyes, a promise of another day, another challenge. Gareth''s bonafide muscle brain. The fight was over, but its echoes resonated long after the dust settled. It was a battle not just of muscle, but of spirit, etching its mark on the hearts of both yers and the onlookers. It was a testament to courage, skill, and the unwavering spirit of Kaamelot''s heir, forever etched in the memory of that sun-drenched arena. Arthur was tired but happy as he won 3000 credits from this fight, coupled with his current he had around 83000 credits. ¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã Two hourster, Noah and Lilith were invited to one of the many private arenas of the academy. She said she wanted to test them. Noah was the first one. [Ding! Win this mock battle. Reward: + 2 points to all you stats] Noah wouldn''t say no to this, he readied his white sword. ''''Show me your progress boy, I''ve locked my level to match yours.'''' "¡­" Ste grabbed hold of the ebony steel de thaty within reach. She had intended to reply nonchntly, perhaps even with a touch of humor, but his unwavering dedication to his swordsmanship was evident in his earnest demeanor. ''I''ll just go easy and then¡­'' Swish! Ste''s eyes widened as the distance between them closed instantly. In a fleeting moment, Noah swung his sword. Bang! Their swords shed, emitting a loud noise. Crack! Ste deflected the pressing force to the side and stepped back, but Noah followed relentlessly, ring as if to kill. Responding, hz drew mana from her core. ''I can''t go easy on this fe, I may have underestimated him a bit.'' Ste clenched her jaw. She had been cautious, fearing an idental injury, but it was an arrogant thought. It wasn''t respectful to an opponent who was seriously engaging in the spar. And then, The ck iron sword''s edge was nicked. That fearsome sword auraing from Noah''s sword. If she hadn''t infused mana at the moment of contact¡­ it might not have broken, but its durability might have been reduced considerably. Whoosh- White energy enveloped the ck sword. Ste intercepted the descending, attempting sword strokes from all directions. Her vision, judgment, and strength, which didn''t require measuring her realm, acted like a huge shield, repelling the onught of sword strikes. She blocked every attack, but not with a casual one-handed form. ''It''s getting faster.'' Ste drew a bit more mana from her core. Noah''s sword was no longer the recklessly swung weapon of the past. It was as if it was now aimed properly at vital points, regardless of whether the opponent was someone he knew, someone akin to family, someone who had seen him growing. He was desperately trying to kill Ste. It was because he trusted her. It was okay to do so with her. Though it was called a sparring match, even if Noah swung his swordden with murderous intent, Ste would impressively block it. Noah had that kind of faith in her. ''What a monster.'' Ste couldn''t help but have this kind of thought. Noah felt a sharp sensation. His golden eyes shed, piercing through every sword path. In his confident gaze, which even seemed rxed, he read the ability to exploit any gap in the swordy. The Master of Weapons'' skill not only enabled him to use any weapons after a little bit of time, it could also perfect his understanding of each weapon. Noah grinned widely. Kwaang¡ª A white explosion erupted amidst the storm of sword strikes. The air screamed under the force of his fully-powered swing. Ste was strong. But Noah was also strong enough, considering their ranks were the same at the moment. He could slice through rocks and create craters with just the wind from his sword. And then, Ste began to swing her sword. She realized she couldn''t deflect all the sword strikes by just standing still. Her thought process flippedpletely. The path she had been following to parry the strikes turned upside down. And then another revolution. A dark arc cut through the air, finding a gap. From above to below, like lightning, Noah swung his sword towards the falling de. Noah remembered the slow-moving de. The white sword was still intact. ''It''s about time for a change.'' Noah drew upon more strength. Kang! ''It''s light¡­ light?'' Ste felt something off. Contrary to the heavy sound that had just echoed. The sound now seemed like a faint scream. And it wasn''t just the sound that was light. Ste could no longer swing her sword. Noah, recognizing this, stopped his own de. Ste looked at the ck iron sword in her hand. A cleanly broken sword came into view. "¡­Huh." She lifted her head in disbelief. "What''s this? What just happened ?" "Can''t you see?" The young man with a sly smile casually replied. Noah, steadying his ragged breathing, said, "It is my win! I broke your sword Ste.'''' [Ding! Congrattions on your victory in the duel! You have emerged triumphant, and as a result, all your stats receive a boost of +2.] Ste let out a heavy breath before smacking Noah''s head with the back of her shattered de. "Call me Aunt, I''ve told you countless times. Congrattions, you''ve won. I never expected you to improve so quickly. You truly are your father''s son, a budding monster." Ste tossed the broken sword aside, feeling a mix of disbelief and defeat. Even though she wasn''t a master swordsman, the defeat still stung. Another sigh escaped her lips involuntarily. Lilith approached the pair, and for a fleeting moment, Ste thought her niece would offer somefort after her loss. But instead, Lilith walked past the frozen Ste and stood in front of Noah. "We''ll settle thister," Lilith said calmly. Noah froze in response, his annoyance evident in his voice as he replied, "I decline." Chapter 83: Girls Talk The sun dips below the horizon, painting the sky in a breathtaking disy of colors. Streaks of orange, pink, and purple fade into a deep, velvety blue. The air cools slightly, carrying the sweet scent of honeysuckle and freshly cut grass. Overhead, the first stars begin to twinkle like diamonds scattered across a vast canvas. The moon, a luminous pearl, starts its ascent, casting a gentle glow on thendscape. On a private ind inside the Peerless Academy. A magnificent mansion nestled on a hill, surrounded by lush greenery, exudes an air of grandeur and elegance. This architectural masterpiece stands proudly with its towering structure and exquisite design, captivating all whoy their eyes upon it. The mansion boasts a sprawling estate, adorned with meticulously manicured gardens, vibrant flowerbeds, and winding pathways that lead to enchanting hidden corners. Majestic trees line the perimeter, providing a sense of tranquility and privacy to the residents. Stepping inside, one is greeted by a grand foyer, adorned with a crystal chandelier that sparkles with a mesmerizing brilliance. The marble floors, intricately carved wooden ents, and ornate ceiling moldings showcase the meticulous craftsmanship that went into every detail of this opulent residence. The mansion features numerous spacious rooms, each more luxurious than thest. The living areas are adorned with plush furnishings, adorned with rich fabrics and elegant patterns. Expansive windows allow natural light to flood the rooms, offering breathtaking views of the surroundingndscape. The master suite is a sanctuary of indulgence, with a plush king-sized bed, a cozy sitting area, and a private balcony overlooking the picturesque scenery. The en-suite bathroom is a haven of rxation,plete with a jacuzzi tub, a steam shower, and marble countertops. For entertainment and leisure, the mansion offers a state-of-the-art home theater, a fully equipped gymnasium, and a temperature-controlled wine cer. Outdoor amenities include a sparkling swimming pool, a tennis court, and a charming gazebo, perfect for hostingvish gatherings and intimate soirees. The mansion''s allure extends beyond its physical attributes. It is a ce where memories are created, where family and friends gather to celebrate life''s moments. Whether it''s a formal dinner in the elegant dining room or a casual gathering in the cozy library, the mansion provides the perfect backdrop for unforgettable experiences. In this magnificent mansion nestled on a hill, luxury, elegance, andfort intertwine, creating a haven of refinement and sophistication. It is a true testament to the beauty of architectural excellence and a ce where dreams be reality. "Wee to my humble abode," Ste greeted her niece Lilith upon their arrival. Lilith, known for her perpetualck of expression, merely nodded in response. Ste exhaled deeply before making a suggestion. "Why don''t you go freshen up with a nice bath? Meanwhile, I''ll get started on preparing dinner for tonight. Any preferences on what you''d like to eat?" Ste asked, seeking input from Lilith. After a brief silence, Lilith finally spoke. "Pasta!" she replied. "Perfect! Pasta it is then. Now, go cleanse yourself as you emit an odor," Ste gently urged Lilith, pointing in the direction of the bathroom. Lilith nodded before promptly disappearing into the bathroom. As Lilith made her way to the bathroom, she marveled at the exquisite interior of Ste''s mansion. The hallway was adorned with framed artwork and intricate tapestries, telling stories of a bygone era. The soft glow of the chandeliers added a touch of warmth to the space, creating an ambiance of elegance andfort. Inside the bathroom, Lilith was greeted by a luxurious oasis of rxation. The marble countertops gleamed under the soft lighting, and the aroma of scented candles filled the air. The bathtub beckoned her with its inviting warmth, promising a soothing escape after a long journey. As Lilith immersed herself in the fragrant bubbles, she couldn''t help but feel a sense of tranquility wash over her. The stress and weariness of the day slowly melted away, reced by a feeling of serenity and calmness. She closed her eyes and let the water embrace her, allowing herself to be lost in the moment. Meanwhile, Ste busied herself in the kitchen, preparing a delectable pasta dish for dinner. The sound of sizzling pans and the aroma of fresh herbs filled the air, creating an enticing atmosphere that made one''s mouth water in anticipation. As she chopped vegetables and stirred the simmering sauce, Ste couldn''t help but feel a sense of joy knowing that she was creating a meal for her beloved niece. The mansion''s spacious and well-equipped kitchen provided the perfect setting for her culinary creativity to flourish. After a refreshing bath, Lilith emerged from the bathroom, feeling rejuvenated and ready to indulge in the evening''s feast. The tantalizing aroma led her to the dining room, where a beautifully set table awaited her. The fine china, crystal sses, and silverware reflected the elegance that permeated every corner of the mansion. Ste greeted Lilith with a warm smile as she took a seat at the table. The two of them engaged in light conversation, catching up on each other''s lives and sharing stories. Despite Lilith''s usual stoic demeanor, there was a subtle glimmer of happiness in her eyes, a testament to the love and warmth that enveloped her within Ste''s mansion. As they savored each bite of the vorful pasta dish, surrounded by the opulence of their surroundings, Ste felt like something was meeting. content hosted on m _vlempyr ''''Wait, I''ll be back.'''' Ste disappeared to the wine cer and brought back a twenty-year-old wine to share with her niece. As they sat in the cozy living room, Ste carefully uncorked the bottle, releasing the rich aroma of aged grapes. The deep ruby color of the wine sparkled in the dim light, beckoning them to indulge in its velvety taste. Pouring the wine into elegant crystal sses, Ste raised her ss and offered a toast to her niece, celebrating their special bond and the joy of the present moment. They clinked their sses together, the sound echoing in the room, and took their first sips. The wine danced on their tongues, revealingyers of vors that had developed over the years. It was a symphony of dark fruits, oak, and subtle hints of vani. Ste shared stories of the vineyard where the wine was produced, painting a vivid picture of the sun-soaked hills and the dedicated winemakers who crafted this masterpiece. As they savored each sip, time seemed to slow down, allowing them to appreciate theplexity and beauty of the wine. Out of the blue, Ste decided to broach a sensitive topic with Lilith. "Lilith, do you have feelings for Noah?" Ste asked, her voice filled with anticipation. "What is love?" Lilith inquired, her face disying its usualck of emotion. Ste''s initial reaction was to curse in frustration, but she managed to restrain herself, knowing that sowing this seed was an important step towards progress. Everything would turn out well, she reassured herself. ying with her hair, Ste began her attempt to exin the concept of love. "Love, dear Lilith, is a multifaceted andplex emotion," she started, her words carefully chosen. ''''Love is sweet, yet more as fresh fruit than candy or confectionary. Love is colourful, yet more as summer blooms than the neon lights of fric city streets. Love is steady and forgiving, yet more as the wise mother than the servant in chains. Love hears and speaks with the wisdom of the heart, with a sense of the soul of the other. In love we have our "forever home" and it gives us the ability to fly so freely, joyfully returning when each heart calls for the other''s touch.'''' Lilith''s expression was nk prompting Ste to go back on the fundamentals. ''''Love is aplex emotion that has been pondered by philosophers, artists, and everyday people for millennia. There''s no single definition that perfectly captures it, but here are some ways to think about love: ?A set of emotions and behaviors: Love is often described as abination of feelings like intimacy, passion, andmitment. It involves care, closeness, protectiveness, attraction, affection, and trust. ?A spectrum: Love can exist in many forms, from the deep affection between family members to the passionate intensity of romantic love. Love for friends, pets, and even ces can be powerful forces in our lives. ?Aplex cocktail of chemicals: Science tells us that love triggers the release of various hormones and neurotransmitters in the brain, creating feelings of euphoria, attachment, and contentment. ?An action: Love isn''t just a feeling; it''s also expressed through actions. Loving someone means showing them you care for them, being supportive, and putting their needs into consideration. Ultimately, love is a unique experience for everyone. It''s a powerful emotion that can bring great joy,fort, and connection to our lives.'''' ''''Let''s me rephrase it in a way fitting for you to understand. Is Noah important to you?'''' Lilith nodded without hesitation. ''''Will you protect him? Put his need in consideration? Support him?" Ste asked next and like before Lilith''s response was immediate. ''''Yes!'''' Lilith nodded. ''''Does this means I love him?" She unexpectedly added a question. "Not quite perfect," Ste mused, gently lifting her wine ss to her lips. With deliberate grace, she decided to embark on a leisurely journey of unraveling the intricacies to Lilith. The seed of understanding had been nted, and now it was her duty to nurture it, drop by drop. ''Fufufu! My dear boy, there''s no escaping our clutches. No one will dare take away such a precious gem. You and my little monster of niece are destined to be a perfect duo.'' Ste''s sinisterughter echoed through the walls, sending chills down Noah''s spine as he sat in his room, oblivious to what was happening here. Chapter 84: Monday arrived Ste took a moment to gather her thoughts, considering how best to exin the concept of love to Lilith. She knew that love was not a simple equation with a set of prescribed steps, but rather a nuanced and multifaceted experience that required introspection and self-discovery. She began, "Love, my dear Lilith, is not merely about protecting and supporting someone. While those actions are certainly important aspects of love, they are just the tip of the iceberg." She paused, savoring the vor of her wine, before continuing. "Love is also about understanding, empathy, and eptance. It''s about truly seeing someone for who they are and embracing them, ws and all. Love means being there for someone, not just in their moments of triumph and happiness, but also during their darkest and most vulnerable times." Lilith listened intently, her eyes widening with curiosity. She had always been an eager learner, and her thirst for knowledge seemed to be heightened in this moment. Ste took a deep breath, ready to delve deeper into the fundamentals of love. "Love is an ongoing journey, Lilith," Ste emphasized. "It requires continuous effort and growth. It means being willing to learn from one another, to adapt and evolve as individuals and as a couple. It means recognizing that love is not always sunshine and rainbows, but also entails facing challenges, disagreements, and conflicts, and finding ways to navigate through them together." Lilith''s expression turned thoughtful as she absorbed Ste''s words. She had always believed that love was a simple emotion like anger or hunger, but now she was beginning to see its nuancedplexity. Ste smiled warmly, reassuring her niece that she was on the right path. "Now, Lilith, think about your rtionship with Noah," Ste prompted. "Think about the way he makes you feel, the happiness and contentment he brings into your life. Reflect on the ways in which you support and care for each other. Do you see the potential for love in those experiences?" Lilith nodded slowly, a newfound understanding glimmering in her eyes. Ste could sense that a shift had urred within her, as though a fog had lifted to reveal something profound and beautiful. "Yes, I do," Lilith replied softly unlike her expressionless face. "I see now that love is not just about protecting and supporting someone, but also about understanding, growth, and eptance. It''s about embracing their ws and being there for them through thick and thin." Ste''s heart swelled with pride as she witnessed Lilith''s growth. It was as if a dormant seed had finally blossomed into a vibrant flower. She knew that Lilith had taken an important step on her journey towards understanding love, and she would be there to guide her every step of the way. "Yes, my dear," Ste said, affectionately cing a hand on Lilith''s shoulder. "You are beginning to grasp the essence of love. It is a beautiful and transformative force, one that has the power to bring immense joy and fulfillment. Now, armed with this newfound knowledge, go forth and continue nurturing your love for Noah. Explore the depths of what love truly means to you, and never stop learning and growing. You will have to act firmly and faster if not another woman may snatch him.'''' Ste knew that Lilith had always been reserved and hesitant when it came to expressing her emotions. But seeing her niece lost in deep thought after their conversation about love, Ste realized that she needed to push Lilith to take action before it was toote. With a mischievous glint in her eye, Ste decided to y the role of a cunning advisor, nting the seed of jealousy in Lilith''s mind. She carefully crafted her words, hinting that if Lilith didn''t act swiftly, she might lose Noah to someone else. Ste knew that this tactic might seem maniptive, but she believed it was necessary to awaken Lilith''s dormant feelings and encourage her to fight for what she held dear. Lilith nodded, uncertain if what she felt for Noah could truly be described as love. However, the mere thought of someone else taking him away filled her with inexplicable anger and a surge of unfamiliar emotions. Despite being unable to name this feeling, one thing remained clear: she could not bear to lose Noah under any circumstances. She longed to always be by his side, offering unwavering support and making up for her absence during their childhood. This time, she vowed to rescue him just as he had once rescued her with his father. The aunt and niece continued drinking until Lilith passed out. ''''Hehehe! I''ve done my best, the rest is up to you my little Lilith.'''' Ste rose to her feet and carrying Lilith to one of the many rooms on the upper floor. Ste gently ced Lilith on the soft bed, tucking her in with a warm nket. As she watched her niece drift off into a peaceful slumber, Ste couldn''t help but marvel at how quickly time had passed. It seemed like just yesterday that Lilith was a young girl, full of curiosity and wonder jumping around. With a fond smile on her face, Ste left the bedroom and made her way to the backyard where her luxurious swimming pool awaited. The night air was warm, enticing her to take a refreshing dip. She slipped into the cool water, feeling the stress and exhaustion washing away with each stroke. The moon cast a gentle glow over the pool, creating a serene atmosphere that soothed Ste''s soul. She indulged in the tranquility of the moment, relishing in the silence broken only by the gentle sound of water moving around her. After some time, Ste emerged from the pool, feeling rejuvenated and refreshed. With droplets of water glistening on her skin, she wrapped herself in a plush robe and made her way back to the house. As she entered the living room, Ste noticed a book lying on the coffee table, its pages filled with tales of adventure and fantasy, a book from the old world. Ste picked it up and settled herself on afortable chair by the firece. The crackling mes danced and flickered, casting a warm glow across the room as Ste lost herself in the pages of the book. Hours passed in blissful solitude as she immersed herself in the world of magic and mythical creatures. ''''Humans sure have imagination, to think mystical monsters and magic would exist one day, turning the world into what it is today, how fascinating. Maybe, our ancestors have the power of foresight. Fufufu! How absurd of me, well sometimes having these kinds of thoughts is refreshing. Let''s continue reading.'''' Just as she was about to continue reading clock struck midnight, and Ste reluctantly closed the book, her mind filled with awe and wonder. She made her way back to the bedroom, checking on Lilith one more time before retiring to her own room. As shey in bed, her mind and heart filled with gratitude for the cherished moments shared with her niece. It was worthwhile to take a short vacation toe back to the academy, too bad she would have to go back soon and restart her research. ¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã Sunlight filtered through the roomnding on Noah''s face, a new day had begun. He slowly opened his eyes, blinking away the remnants of sleep. Stretching his arms above his head, Noah weed the warmth of the morning sun on his skin. The soft golden rays danced across the room, casting a gentle glow on the walls. As Noah sat up, he took a moment to appreciate the tranquility of the morning. The peacefulness of the room was only interrupted by the faint chirping of birds outside. He could hear the distant sound of leaves rustling in the gentle breeze, bringing with it the promise of a fresh start. Noah rose from his bed, feeling a surge of energy and anticipation for the day ahead. He walked over to the window, pulling back the curtains to fully embrace the beauty of the morning. The vibrant hues of the sky greeted him, painting a breathtaking backdrop for the world outside. With determination in his eyes, he embarked on his morning workout, pushing his body to its limits. The rhythmic sound of his footsteps on the treadmill echoed in the quiet room as he increased the speed, feeling his heart race in response. The sweat dripped down his brow, evidence of the effort he was putting in to stay fit and healthy. After a satisfying workout, Noah made his way to the bathroom, ready to freshen up and start his day. The sound of running water filled the room as he sshed his face, washing away any remnants of sleep. He looked at his reflection in the mirror, his strong physique and determined gaze mirroring the motivation that fueled him each day. While brushing his teeth, Noah''s thoughts started to drift, pondering the uing day. "I''m curious about what our teacher has to share. I''m eager to begin missions beyond the academy," he mused. With it being Monday and the start of a new school week, Noah hoped that his desire would be fulfilled. Chapter 85: Rewards and Announcement The Elite ssroo. As Noah patiently waited for their teacher to show up, he decided to take a peek at his status window. All eyes were fixated on him, perhaps because he had emerged as the victor of the Survival Test. The reward for his triumph would be announced by Elena when she arrived. Aiden shot Noah a piercing look, but Noah chose to brush it off. Lilith acknowledged him with a gentle gaze before closing her eyes, seemingly lost in meditation. To Noah''s surprise, Arthur didn''t initiate a conversation with him, which actually worked to Noah''s advantage. "Status Window!" Noah whispered in his mind, and just like that, his status window materialized before him. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Regr Level 32 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 69 Strength: 79 Intelligence: 64 Stay updated with m-vl _emp _yr. Dexterity: 82 Luck: 60 Stat Points:0 Coins: 13060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Lost in contemtion about whether he should invest in skills or runes, Noah mused to himself, "Not a bad idea. Perhaps I should buy a rune." However, his thoughts were interrupted as Elena, their teacher, gracefully entered the room. Elena was dressed elegantly, not in the shy, ostentatious way, but with a quiet sophistication. Her attire flowed around her as she moved, the fabric whispering secrets of a bygone era. A single emerald: or other gemstone that suits your world pendant nestled at her throat, the only adornment needed toplete the picture of understated elegance. As Elena gracefully made her way to the stage, the ssroom was filled with anticipation. Her warm smile radiated the sheer excitement she felt within. "Wee back, my dear students," Elena enthusiastically announced, her voice filled with joy, "I am thrilled to dere that the time hase for our adventures beyond these walls." The room instantly ignited with roaring apuse and an outpouring of exhration. It was as if the very air was buzzing with electrifying energy. Noah, unable to contain his tion, discreetly shed a triumphant victory sign under the table, his heart bursting with happiness. Gazing upon her enthusiastic students, their eyes gleaming with determination, Elena''s heart swelled with pride. With a gentle shake of her head, she couldn''t help but smile, knowing that this was just the beginning of an extraordinary journey they were about to embark on together. But foremost they are things that must be done before the beginning of missions beyond the academy''s walls. However, amidst the excitement, Elena knew that certain tasks needed to bepleted before they could venture beyond the confines of the academy. "Alright, settle down everyone," Elena urged, her voice carrying authority, "Before we proceed with our uing missions, it''s time to announce the rewards for the Survival Test." Instantly, a wave of hushed anticipation swept across the ssroom as Elena''s words hung in the air. The once-excitable students returned to their seats, their attention squarely focused on the impending announcement. Whispers of excitement and envy subtly drifted through the room as they cast longing gazes towards Noah, who remained surprisinglyposed amidst themotion. "For the holder of the first ce, Noah Adler," Elena dered, her voice carrying a hint of admiration,"a whopping 50,000 Credits and a blue pass entitling three days inside the Tower of Trials." The ssroom erupted into a chorus of gasps and awestruck whispers. Everyone marveled at the incredible bounty bestowed upon Noah. Despite the overwhelming reaction, Noah remained unfazed, merely giving a curt nod of acknowledgment. He gracefully epted his rewards, the credits seamlessly added to his school pass while the coveted blue pass for the Tower of Trials found a secure ce in his possession. Elena''s nod of approval was unmistakable as she observed Noah''sposed demeanor. He had not allowed his victory to fester into arrogance, remaining cool-headed throughout, an exemry trait. Without further ado, Elena proceeded to announce the rewards for the second-ce holder, Lilith Evangelion. "For the second ce, Lilith Evangelion," she announced, "you will receive 30,000 Credits and a two-day pass to the Tower of Trials." Lilith rose from her seat with an expressionless face, silently epting her well-deserved rewards before retaking her ce. Her indifference from start to finish did not waver, leaving a sense of mystery surrounding her true emotions. Elena''s nod of acknowledgement followed before moving on to the third-ce rewards. The fact that all the top positions were imed by students from the Elite ssroom filled her with immense pride and gratefulness. "For third ce, Arthur Kaamelott," Elena dered, her voice brimming with pride, "you will be awarded 25,000 Credits and a one-day pass to the Tower of Trials." "Thank you, teacher!" Arthur expressed his gratitude as he epted his rewards. Although the number of Credits paled inparison to Lilith and Noah''s prizes, Arthur was particrly thrilled about the free pass to the Tower of Trials. He knew that even with just one day, he could make significant progress, investing his hard-earned Credits to further level up inside the Tower''s challenging trials. p! p! Elena regained the attention of everyone by pping twice before she proceeded to speak. "The rewards for fourth and fifth ce won''t be announced since they aren''t relevant to our ss. I am thrilled that the top three performers in this Survival Test are from our ss. It brings me immense joy. Now, let''s move on to the topic that I know you''ve all been impatient to hear: the begining of missions outside." All eyes in the Elite ssroom were fixed on Elena,pletely engrossed in her words. "Traditionally, we would havemenced these missions in the middle of the semester. However, this year, due to the exceptional talent we have in our batch of students, we have collectively decided to move the start of the missions outside forward a bit. That''s why we find ourselves in the current situation." Noah and his ssmates nodded in agreement, understanding the rationale behind the decision. It was a wise choice, and everyone shared the same sentiment. Their eagerness to begin the missions outside of the academy quickly dissipated as Elena''s next words brought a dampening reality. "Although we have decided to elerate the start of the missions outside, there is a requirement to be eligible for participation. You must reach level 30. I understand that most of you have already achieved the Regr rank, but your levels should be in the early to mid-20s, perhapste 20s for the exceptionally talented individuals. I am unsure if any of you have already reached level 30. Nevertheless, you have been given a strict deadline of one week. You must reach level 30 within this timeframe, or else you will not be able to participate." The disappointment in the students'' eyes was evident to Elena, but it quickly transformed into a determination that burned within them. They understood the importance of reaching level 30 within the given week, and they were willing to put in the hard work and spend their credits to achieve this goal. None of themined, knowing that participating in missions outside of the academy was a crucial step towards gaining recognition as yers. This was their opportunity to catch the attention of guilds, paving the way for a smoother future. Additionally, those who performed exceptionally well had the chance to establish their own guild within the academy, if they preferred not to join an existing one. While referred to as guilds, they were more like clubs. The thrill and value of taking part in the missions outside outweighed any reservations, making each of them eager to seize this opportunity. Meanwhile, without informing his teacher, Noah had already surpassed the threshold to participate in the missions outside. He nned to utilize the uing week to efficiently farm for experience, aiming to reach a minimum level of 35. Lilith, on the other hand, was not far from reaching level 30 herself, only two levels away. As she observed Noah lost in deep contemtion, she couldn''t help but think that it would be beneficial if they were partnered together. Her aunt had subtly hinted at today''s announcement, suggesting that they would be paired up as a duo. Lilith hoped that she would be paired with Noah, as it would feel like a special asion, a chance to grow closer to him and strengthen their bond. In addition, she saw this as an opportunity to enhance their coordination, something her aunt had emphasized. With a calm and expressionless nod, Lilith decided that she would give her best effort in whatever situation awaited her. Francesca happened to catch Lilith staring intensely in Noah''s direction. She quickly covered her mouth and whispered to her best friend, Ilya, who was sitting in front of her. "Ilya, look! It seems our princess has a n." Ilya turned to nce at Lilith and gasped in realization. "You''re right. Let''s support her and assist in whatever she''s trying to do." With a mischievous smile, Francesca replied, "Fufufu! I was thinking the same thing." For no apparent reason, Noah suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. Chapter 86: Leisure Time Join the adenture on m,vlemp _y,r. "Alright, just a heads up, you will be paired up in duos for the mission outside. Before you go ahead and choose your own partners, let me remind you that the duos will be assigned randomly," Elena briefed her students. "Alright, that wraps up today''s lesson. The one-week deadline starts now. Feel free to train harder, whether it''s inside the Tower of Trials or seeking guidance from teachers. You have the freedom to do whatever you think will help you seed. See you all next Monday," Elena said before disappearing into thin air leaving the students behind. Noah stood up from his seat and was about to head straight to the Tower of Trials to start training, when Arthur approached him. Arthur, who hadn''t spoken to Noah after greeting him the morning, suggested they go to the caf¨¦ and enjoy some free time before diving into the Tower of Trials. Initially, Noah was inclined to refuse the invitation. However, he remembered Ste''s advice about taking breaks and dpressing. So, he decided not to decline Arthur''s offer but made sure to remind him of something important. "You will be paying for everything," Noah stated firmly. Arthur froze in his tracks, not expecting Noah to ept the invitation so easily. He didn''t mind covering the expenses since he was the one initiating the invitation in the first ce. "Sure, no problem," Arthur replied, a hint of surprise in his voice. With that settled, the two of them left the ssroom and headed towards the caf¨¦. The caf¨¦ was a cozy and inviting space, with warm, earthy tones and soft lighting. The walls were adorned with local artwork, giving it a touch of creativity and charm. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, creating aforting atmosphere. The caf¨¦ hadfortable seating options, including plush armchairs and wooden tables, allowing customers to rx and enjoy their drinks. There was also a small outdoor patio area with vibrant nts and umbres, providing a peaceful oasis amidst the bustling city. The menu offered a variety of beverages, from rich espressos to creamyttes, as well as a selection of pastries and light snacks. Overall, the caf¨¦ exuded a weing andid-back vibe, making it the perfect spot for a casual meeting or a quiet moment of solitude. As Arthur and Noah walked into the caf¨¦, they scanned the avable seating options and chose a cozy corner spot near therge window. They settled into their seats, ready to enjoy their drinks and snacks. Arthur decided to start his morning with a strong espresso, while Noah opted for a creamytte. As they ced their orders, Noah couldn''t resist adding a side of freshly baked cookies, his favorite treat to pair with histte. The friendly barista took note of their orders and quickly got to work, preparing their beverages with care. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, adding to the cozy ambiance of the caf¨¦. Arthur and Noah chatted, eagerly anticipating their drinks and cookies. Arthur''s curiosity got the best of him, and he couldn''t resist asking, "So, who convinced my friend to ditch his usual stoic attire?" With a sigh, Noah replied, "It was Lilith''s aunt, Ste Evangelion." "Wow! The famous Ste? The renowned designer who created an artificial dungeon?" Arthur''s eyes lit up with excitement at the mention of Ste Evangelion. "Yeah, that Ste," Noah replied, feeling slightly annoyed and having second thoughts abouting. Noticing Noah''s annoyance, Arthur quicklyposed himself and asked for more details about what transpired. As Noah shared the story, Arthur burst intoughter. "She''s got a point. You really need to rx, which is why I dragged you out today." "Yeah, I know, and I appreciate it," Noah said, massaging his temples and feeling irritated. "That doesn''t sound like the gratitude of someone who appreciates it," Arthur said, but before Noah could ask him to repeat himself, Arthur chuckled. "Never mind. He''s already back." With a warm smile, the friendly barista returned to Arthur and Noah''s table, carefully bncing their drinks on a tray. She ced the steaming espresso in front of Arthur, its rich aroma wafting up to his nose. Next, she set down the creamytte in front of Noah, topped with a beautiful swirl of foam. Finally, she ced a te of freshly baked cookies between them, still warm from the oven. The duo''s conversation paused momentarily as they took in the sight of their delicious treats. Arthur picked up his espresso cup, savoring the rich vor with each sip. Noah took a delicate sip of histte, enjoying the velvety texture and hint of sweetness. They both reached for a cookie, the soft center melting in their mouths. As they indulged in their drinks and cookies, the caf¨¦ around them buzzed with aforting ambiance, creating the perfect setting for a rxing morning. Noah couldn''t deny it any longer - he didn''t despise his present circumstances. In fact, he found them quite enjoyable. The rxation that surrounded him momentarily made him forget about his ambitions and instead allowed him to fully immerse himself in the simple pleasures of the moment. It was a beautifully serene experience that touched his soul. As they departed from the caf¨¦, Arthur enthusiastically pulled Noah along, leading him towards their next destination: an arcade. Excitement filled the air as Arthur eagerly led Noah to the bustling arcade just a few blocks away from the caf¨¦. The neon lights of the entrance beckoned them inside, promising a world of fun and adventure. They stepped through the doors and were immediately greeted by the lively sounds of arcade games, the clinking of coins, and the cheers of victorious yers. Arthur''s eyes lit up as he scanned the rows of arcade machines, each one offering a different kind of challenge. Without wasting a moment, he darted towards a racing game, motioning for Noah to join him. The two friends hopped into the sleek racing seats, gripping the steering wheels with anticipation. Engines roared to life as they selected their favorite cars and tracks. The race began, and Arthur and Noah found themselves immersed in the thrilling world of virtual speed. They maneuvered their vehicles, expertly dodging obstacles and overtaking opponents, theirughter and shouts of excitement filling the arcade. After a round of intense racing, Arthur and Noah moved on to a different section of the arcade. They found themselves drawn to a ssic pinball machine, its vibrant colors and shing lights captivating their attention. With a flick of the wrists, they sent the metal ball bouncing off bumpers and targets, racking up points and triggering dazzling animations. Time seemed to fly by as they ventured from one game to another, immersing themselves in the nostalgic atmosphere of the arcade. They challenged each other to air hockey, tested their reflexes in shooting games, and even tried their luck at winning prizes in the w machine. As the afternoon sun began to set, Arthur and Noah finally took a break from their gaming marathon. They found a cozy corner in the arcade, sinking into plush bean bag chairs. With tired but content smiles, they reminisced about their favorite moments, reliving the excitement and camaraderie they had experienced throughout the day. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the city streets, Arthur and Noah strolled towards their final destination for the evening - a lively bar tucked away in a bustling corner. The sound of music andughter spilled out onto the sidewalk, inviting them to step inside and join the festivities. The bar''s entrance was adorned with twinkling fairy lights, creating an enchanting ambiance. The aroma of delicious food and the clinking of sses filled the air, adding to the vibrant atmosphere. Arthur and Noah found themselves a cozy spot at the bar, eager to unwind and enjoy the night. The bartender greeted them with a friendly smile, ready to whip up their favorite drinks. Arthur ordered a craft beer, while Noah opted for a refreshing cocktail. As they sipped their beverages, they engaged in lively conversation, sharing stories andughter amidst the lively chatter of the bar. The bar was alive with energy, the music pulsating through the speakers and enticing people to hit the dance floor. Arthur and Noah couldn''t resist the rhythm, and soon they found themselves joining the crowd, moving to the beat and letting loose. Theyughed and danced, their worries melting away as they embraced the carefree spirit of the night. As the night wore on, Arthur and Noah made new friends, engaging in conversations with fellow bar-goers and exchanging stories. The bar became a ce of connection, where strangers became acquaintances, and acquaintances turned into friends. With each passing hour, the bar became a haven ofughter, music, and unforgettable memories. Whether it was singing along to their favorite songs, challenging each other to bar games, or simply basking in the joyous atmosphere, Arthur and Noah savored every moment. As the night grewte, and their spirits soared, Arthur and Noah knew it was time to bid farewell to the bar. With hearts full of joy, they made their way back into the night, cherishing the memories they had created together. Their adventure had taken them from the caf¨¦ to the arcade and finally to the bar, each ce offering a unique experience and a chance to bond. As they walked side by side, the night air filled with anticipation for the next chapter of their journey, knowing that the memories they had made would forever be a cherished part of their friendship. Deep down, Noah secretly relished in his current situation. He would indulge in moments like these once every couple of months, but if Arthur or Ste were to witness his newfound contentment, they would be utterly shocked, perhaps even falling on their faces and sternly berating him, convinced that he was incapable of change. Chapter 87: Girls Day Trip A cosy caf¨¦ is a unique and enchanting haven where the boundaries between reality and fantasy blur. Imagine stepping into a vibrant world where waitstaff and customers alike don borate costumes inspired by their favorite characters from anime, manga, movies, and video games. As you enter the caf¨¦, you are greeted by the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and the sound of cheerful chatter. The walls are adorned with colorful posters, showcasing iconic scenes from beloved series. The tables are adorned with themed decorations, transporting you to different fictional universes with each seating. The waitstaff, dressed in meticulously crafted costumes, embody the essence of their chosen characters. From the graceful elegance of a princess to the fierce determination of a warrior, their dedication to their roles is evident in every interaction. They serve not only food and beverages but also immerse guests in a truly immersive experience. The menu at the cosy caf¨¦ is a delightful fusion of culinary delights and pop culture references. Sip on a "Magic Potion Latte" or indulge in a "Hero''s Feast Burger" while discussing thetest episodes of your favorite show with fellow enthusiasts. The caf¨¦ also hosts themed events and trivia nights, giving fans an opportunity to showcase their knowledge and connect with like-minded individuals. Cosy enthusiasts frequent the caf¨¦ to showcase their own creations and engage in spirited conversations with fellow fans. The caf¨¦ bes a hub for creativity, where cosyers can exchange tips, share experiences, and inspire each other to push the boundaries of their craft. It is a ce where imagination knows no bounds and where dreamse to life. In this enchanting realm, time seems to slip away as you lose yourself in the captivating atmosphere. Whether you are a devoted fan or simply curious about the world of cosy, a visit to a cosy caf¨¦ is a journey that will leave you with unforgettable memories and a renewed sense of wonder. In this cosy caf¨¦ the girls arrived, their first destination after leaving the ssroom. In this ce they enjoyed a delicious cup of coffee and caught up on each other''s lives. As they sipped their drinks, the conversation flowed effortlessly, filled withughter and shared memories. After leaving the caf¨¦, Lilith, Francesca, and Ilya decided to explore the local bookstore nearby. They wandered through the aisles, admiring the colorful book covers and getting lost in the world of literature. Lilith couldn''t resist picking up a few novels that caught her eye, while Francesca and Ilya indulged in their love for poetry and art books. Feeling inspired by the books they had discovered, the trio decided to head to a nearby park. They found a cozy spot under a shady tree and spread out a nket. With the warm sun shining down, they spent the afternoon engrossed in their respective hobbies. Lilith immersed herself in one of the novels she had purchased, Francesca sketched the beautiful scenery around them, and Ilya wrote heartfelt poems inspired by their friendship and the tranquility of the park. experience NovelFire,mp|y|r After leaving the park, the girls went to the cinema next to enjoy a magical girl film. Francesca and Ilya were excited to immerse themselves in a world of enchantment and adventure. As they entered the cinema, the air was filled with anticipation and the smell of freshly popped popcorn. Finding their seats, the girls eagerly awaited the start of the movie. The lights dimmed, and the screen came to life with vibrant colors and stunning visuals. They were transported to a realm where ordinary girls transformed into extraordinary heroines, using their magical powers to protect the world from evil. The film was filled with heartwarming friendships, epic battles, and awe-inspiring moments. The girls couldn''t help but be captivated by the story and the bravery of the magical girls on screen. Theyughed, they cried, and they cheered for their favorite characters. As the movie reached its climax, the tension in the theater was palpable. The girls held their breath,pletely engrossed in the final showdown between the magical girls and the ultimate viin. With every twist and turn, they were on the edge of their seats, eagerly rooting for the heroines to emerge victorious. When the credits rolled, the girls couldn''t contain their excitement. They pped and cheered, feeling inspired by the courage and resilience of the magical girls they had just witnessed on screen. It was a film that reminded them of the power of friendship, the strength within themselves, and the magic that exists in the world. Leaving the cinema, the girls couldn''t stop talking about their favorite moments from the movie. It had been a truly magical experience, at the end even the stoic Lilith enjoyed the film, sharing few words with the other two. The girls'' final destination was a karaoke. They had heard about a karaoke bar nearby and decided to continue their fun-filled day by showcasing their singing talents. Excitedly, they made their way to the colorful and lively establishment. As they entered, they were greeted by the energetic sounds of music andughter. The karaoke bar was filled with people of all ages, ready to let loose and have a great time. The girls found a cozy booth and eagerly flipped through the song catalog, searching for their favorite tunes. One by one, they took turns selecting songs and stepping up to the microphone. Their voices filled the room as they sang their hearts out, belting out popr hits and ssic anthems. The girlsughed, danced, and encouraged each other, creating an atmosphere of pure joy and camaraderie. Their performances became more daring and confident with each song. They even dared to sing some of the magical girl theme songs they had heard in the movie earlier. The crowd cheered them on, impressed by their enthusiasm and talent. As the night went on, the girls became more adventurous with their song choices. They embraced the karaoke stage as their own personal yground, performing memorable duets and even engaging in friendly karaoke battles. Their energy was infectious, and soon the entire bar was joining in on the fun. With every song, the girls felt a sense of liberation and empowerment. They embraced the karaoke stage as a tform to express themselves and let their spirits soar. It was a night filled withughter, music, and unforgettable memories. As the evening came to a close, the girls left the karaoke bar with smiles on their faces and hearts full of happiness. They had experienced a magical day, filled with adventures at the park, the cinema, and now the karaoke bar. "It was such a delightful experience, and I extend my heartfelt gratitude," Lilith conveyed, her countenance devoid of emotion, yet a faint glimmer of warmth emanated from within. Francesca and Ilya shared a meaningful nce before their smiles widened, reassured that their endeavors had been truly rewarding. Chapter 88: Mission: Achieve Level 37 within a 24-hour period Get thetest from m-vl-emp _yr. The night sky twinkled with a multitude of stars, painting a breathtaking scene above. Each star shimmered with its own brilliance, casting a soft glow upon the darkness. They seemed to dance and twinkle, as if telling a secret story known only to the night. The vast expanse of the sky was adorned with these celestial gems, creating a mesmerizing tapestry of light. It was a sight that captured the imagination and evoked a sense of wonder in anyone who gazed upon it. The night with stars was a reminder of the infinite beauty and mysteries thaty beyond our reach, a reminder that we are just a small part of a vast and wondrous universe. Noah sat on his bed listening to a song, he didn''t feel sleepy. The soft melody filled the room, wrapping him in aforting embrace. As the music yed, Noah''s mind wandered, carried away by the lyrics and the rhythm. Outside his window, the city lights twinkled like stars in the night sky. Noah''s thoughts drifted to the events of the day, reying conversations and moments in his mind. The song acted as a soundtrack to his memories, each note resonating with the emotions he felt. Lost in the music, Noah''s imagination began to soar. The lyrics painted vivid pictures in his mind, bringing stories to life before his eyes. He could almost see the characters dancing and the scenes unfolding like a movie. As the song reached its crescendo, Noah closed his eyes and let himself be carried away by the music. His body swayed gently to the rhythm, his mind transported to a world beyond his bedroom walls. Hours passed, but Noah remained captivated by the song. It was as if time had stopped, and he was suspended in a timeless moment of pure bliss. The song became his sanctuary, a refuge from the worries and stresses of the day. Eventually, as the final notes faded into silence, Noah opened his eyes and let out a content sigh. The world around him seemed a little brighter, a little more alive. He realized that music had a way of rejuvenating his spirit, of igniting a spark of creativity and inspiration within him. ''''Time to sleep.'''' Noah drifted to sleep soon. The next morning, Noah rose and followed his usual morning routine before preparing for his bath. As he sipped on atte and nibbled on some cookies, Noah began to ponder and strategize his ns for the day. Suddenly, the automated voice of the system echoed through the room. [Ding! New objective: Achieve level 37 within 24 hours. Reward: Unlock the Unique Grade Sword Skill: Fangs of Insanity Additional reward: me Art: The ability to use me with your weapon.] [Special offer: Super Exp Booster avable at a discounted price of 10,000 Gold instead of 20,000 Gold, valid for one day only.] Noah, who felt a surge of excitement upon receiving a mission after a while, couldn''t help but express frustration at the system''s relentless attempts to deplete his gold reserves. However, he managed to regain hisposure, purchased the Super Exp Booster, and made his way to the Tower of Trials. ¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã Tower of Trials, 3rd Floor. The battlefield was consumed by darkness. Noah, the Night''s master, unleashed his signature move - the Night of Death. A dense, ck inkiness engulfed the surroundings, spanning an astonishing 300 meters. The orcs, who had just been charging with bloodlust, were now engulfed in a sudden, disorienting blindness. This was Noah''s moment. With his dual swords gleaming in the shadows, invisible to his blinded enemies, he initiated a whirlwind assault. The sh of metal reverberated through the heavy atmosphere, punctuated by the startled grunts of orcs being in in the obscurity. Noah moved like a phantom, each of his strikes precise and lethal. Deprived of sight and thrown into chaos, the orcs could only respond with panicked swings of their weapons, blindly thrashing at their unseen assant. Their roars transformed into desperate cries, their confidence shattered by the abrupt shift in power. The symphony of metal shes grew even more intense as Noah gracefully danced his way through the orcs. In a deadly ballet, he maneuvered with precision and grace, evading their swings and strikes. One orc, relying on his instincts rather than sight, swung his massive axe in a wide arc, aiming to strike down his elusive opponent. With a swift and fluid movement, Noah gracefully ducked beneath the swing, feeling the rush of wind from the passing weapon brushing against his cloak. Seizing the opportunity, Noah swiftly retaliated with a lightning-fast thrust, his off-hand sword finding its mark with deadly uracy, piercing deep into the orc''s side. A choked gurgle escaped the orc''s throat as it crumpled to the ground, its life force diminishing rapidly. In the aftermath of the battle, the defeated orcy on the ground, disoriented and whimpering, as Noah''s arrow pierced its heart. Noah, his breaths ragged but movements still precise, extinguished the Night of Death with his unwavering determination. The moonlight, filtering through the canopy above the battlefield, revealed a gruesome scene. The clearing was scattered with the lifeless bodies of orcs, but there was no time for celebration. As Noah wiped the sweat from his brow, a tremor shook the ground, and a guttural roar, unlike anything he had ever heard before, pierced through the night. Noah turned his gaze towards the source of the sound and witnessed a colossal figure emerging from the shadows. This was no ordinary orc; it was the boss of the floor, the Twin Ogre, a C-rank monster known for its immense power. Towering twice the size of a regr ogre, its muscr form was covered in thick, matted fur. Two monstrous heads sprouted from its shoulders, each with gnashing teeth and a single, glowing red eye. In its massive hands, the Twin Ogre wielded two crude but brutal-looking clubs, oozing with a viscous, green slime. Excitement surged through Noah''s heart as he prepared to face this formidable opponent. This was going to be fun for sure. Chapter 89: Level 37 Excitement surged through Noah''s heart as he prepared to face this formidable opponent. This was going to be fun for certain. Despite the orcs'' defeat, he knew that battling a C-rank monster would be an entirely different challenge. It was a significant step up from the cannon fodder he had just encountered. With a resounding battle cry that echoed through the trees, Noah charged towards the Twin Ogre. He skillfully maneuvered between the fallen orc bodies, his dual swords gleaming in the moonlight. The Twin Ogre lumbered towards him, its two heads swiveling independently, tracking Noah''s every move. One of the heads roared and swung a club down with bone-crushing force. Noah narrowly dodged, feeling the rush of wind ruffle his hair. Rolling to the side, he evaded a second blow from the other head. Utilizing his Shadow Steps ability to create illusions, Noah swiftly switched ces with one of the shadows before he readied his bow. Noah released his arrow, the luminescent tip finding its mark on the Twin Ogre''s back. The creature howled in pain, its single eye glowing even redder. However, the wound appeared to be superficial, barely slowing down the hulking beast. Noah understood that brute force alone would not win this fight. He needed to exploit the Twin Ogre''s size andck of coordination. With his agility, Noah darted in and out, delivering swift shes with his des to the Ogre. He aimed for the eyes, hoping to blind at least one head, but the creature''s thick hide and matted fur seemed to deflect most of his blows. The battle raged on, with Noah dodging, weaving, and parrying, his muscles protesting with each movement. Relying on his Shadow Steps, Noah continued to pepper the Ogre with arrows, each one inflicting minor damage but providing essential distractions. However, the Ogre seemed relentless, its two heads snapping at Noah like ravenous wolves. Just when it seemed like they were making no progress, Noah noticed something. The Twin Ogre''s attacks, while powerful, were slow and predictable. He spotted an opening ¨C a gap between the two swinging clubs. Seizing the opportunity, Noah dove between the clubs, rolling underneath the Ogre''s massive body. Emerging on the other side, he panted but remained unharmed. This was his chance. Noah sprinted towards the base of the Twin Ogre, searching for a weak point. As he closed the distance, the Ogre roared and attempted to crush him by mming its clubs together. However, Noah had already made his way beneath it. Looking up, he discovered a rough, leathery patch of skin connecting the two monstrous heads. It had to be a vulnerable spot. Gathering every ounce of his remaining strength, Noah leaped. His dual swords shed in the moonlight, aimed directly at the exposed patch of skin. The des sank deep, evoking a thunderous bellow from the Ogre. The creature staggered back, its movements faltering for the first time. Utilizing his Shadow Steps once again, Noah unleashed a barrage of arrows. This time, they found their mark ¨C one in each of the Twin Ogre''s eyes. The creature howled in agony, thrashing about wildly. "Now, it''s time to end the fight!" Noah dered. Capitalizing on the Ogre''s confusion, Noah delivered a final, desperate sh at the exposed patch of skin. A sound akin to a thunderp filled the air. The Twin Ogre stumbled, then copsed with a deafening thud. Its two heads hung lifelessly, their single eyes extinguished. The ensuing silence was heavy, broken only by Noah''s ragged breathing. [Ding! Mission cleared sessfully.] [Level Up!] [Current Level: 37] [Rewards acquired: Fangs of Insanity, a unique grade Sword Skill. me Art: Rare grade skill granting the power to manipte mes with one''s weapon.] Even though feeling physically refreshed after leveling up, Noah still endured mental fatigue as he forced himself out of the Tower of Trials. Despite utilizing one of the three days he had received as a reward for being the first in the Survival Test, he still possessed two more days. He nned to save them forter, as he knew he needed a rejuvenating bath and some well-deserved rest. As Noah exited the Tower of Trials, the evening had already descended upon him, it was 6 p.m. Noah''s exhausted body craved thefort of warmth and cleanliness as he made his way directly into the inviting sanctuary of the bathroom. With the soothing water cascading over him, the tension slowly drained from his weary muscles. After luxuriating in the warm embrace of the bath, revitalizing his body and mind, Noah emerged feeling renewed. Moving with the grace of a sleep-deprived soul, he shuffled towards his bedroom, barely able to keep his eyes open. Copsing onto the plush mattress, fatigue washed over him like a tidal wave. The weariness that clung to him like a shadow was finally released as he sank into a deep and dreamless slumber. Discover more at m-vlempy _r. Time slipped away unnoticed as Noah surrendered himself to the healing embrace of sleep. The hands on the clock sluggishly crept towards 9 p.m, marking the end of his restful respite. As the soft chimes of the hour echoed through the room, Noah stirred and reluctantly emerged from the depths of his slumber, feeling both recharged and reluctant to abandon theforting sce of his bed. With a yawn and a stretch, Noah dragged himself out of bed, his body still heavy with exhaustion. As he entered the kitchen, he found sce in the familiar routine of preparing a simple meal. The act of cooking seemed to awaken his senses, as the tantalizing aroma of garlic and tomato filled the air. Noah deftly gathered the necessary ingredients from the pantry and refrigerator, his movements guided by muscle memory. He filled a pot with water and set it over high heat to boil, while he chopped onions and minced garlic with a practiced precision. As the water reached a rolling boil, he added a generous handful of salt and then gently lowered the pasta into the pot. The rhythmic bubbling of the water provided a soothing soundtrack to Noah''s tired mind. While the pasta cooked, Noah heated a drizzle of olive oil in a skillet and saut¨¦ed the onions and garlic until fragrant and golden. He poured in a jar of tomato sauce, allowing it to simmer gently as he seasoned it with salt, pepper, and a pinch of Italian herbs. Theforting scent wafting from the stove lifted Noah''s spirits, the promise of a simple, nourishing meal revitalizing both his body and his mood. With a satisfying al dente texture, he drained the cooked pasta, adding it to the simmering sauce. A gentle toss ensured that every strand of spaghetti was coated in the rich, velvety sauce. Noah spooned the pasta onto a te, sprinkling it with freshly grated Parmesan before taking his first bite. The vors danced on his tongue, a simple pleasure that reminded him of thefort of home. As he savored each mouthful, Noah felt a sense of satisfaction settle over him, knowing he had nourished himself with both food and rest. After the meal, Noah tidied up the kitchen, the warmth and contentment of a satisfying dinner providing him with a renewed sense of energy. It was the time to check his gains. Chapter 90: Sword Training 1 ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Regr Level 37 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 80 Strength: 95 Intelligence: 74 Dexterity: 95 Luck: 70 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 3060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö "Noints, just 3 additional levels and I''ll ascend to the next rank," muttered Noah as he allocated the ten stat points. He invested 6 in strength, 3 in dexterity to bnce it out, and finally allocated the remaining points to Mana, bringing it to a solid 80. "Typically, I would continue grinding to swiftly attain level 40, but I''ll temporarily dy that n. Right now, I need to enhance my connection and improve my skill proficiency, so I''ll utilize the remaining days for training." After a brief period of contemtion, Noah reached this conclusion and felt it was the right choice. Stay updated with NovelFire _emp _yr. Instead of solely focusing on leveling up, he understood the importance of honing his skills. He resolved to train each of his abilities, prioritizing the ones with growth potential. "I must dedicate myself to mastering my newly acquired sword skill: Fangs of Insanity!" Noah reached for his phone, once more attempting to contact his father. However, just as before, his efforts proved futile, leaving him with a heavy sigh. "He''s probably upied with something important," Noah mused to himself. Determined to pass the time, he unlocked his phone, searching for a new game to download. With the game sessfully installed, he indulged in ying it while munching on a few cookies. His goal was simple: to keep himself entertained until he inevitably grew sleepy once more. The new day Noah woke up doing his usual routine before heading to the training ground. He stretched his muscles, feeling a sense of excitement and determination. As he got ready, he grabbed his training gear and a bottle of water, knowing that today would be a day of hard work and progress. Noah arrived at the training ground, greeted by the sound of students pushing their limits and coaches giving instructions. He joined the others. The training session began with a series of warm-up exercises, designed to prepare their bodies for the intense workout ahead. Noah focused on each movement, feeling the burn in his muscles and the adrenaline pumping through his veins. As the warm-up concluded, Alderman the teacher divided them into different groups, each focusing on specific skills and drills. Noah''s group was assigned to work on agility and speed. They weaved through cones, sprinted across the field, and practiced quick changes in direction. Noah pushed himself to the limit, determined to improve his performance and surpass his previous records. After the agility drills, they moved on to strength and conditioning exercises. They lifted weights, performed squats and lunges, and engaged in various resistance training activities. Noah could feel his muscles getting stronger with each repetition, knowing that this would trante into better performance on the field. The training session continued with skill-specific drills. Noah practiced his shooting technique, honed his passing uracy, and worked on his defensive skills. He listened attentively to the Alderman'' feedback, eager to make adjustments and fine-tune his abilities. The initial day of training unfolded in this manner. From the second day onward, Noah directed his attention towards honing his abilities, guided by Alderman. As the days slipped by, today arrived with Noah''s intention to practice his swordsmanship, specifically the formidable Fang of Insanity. However, he was not the sole participant in this endeavor. Noah touched his sword''s sheath, facing Alderman at the center of the training ground. "What made you want to do that, teacher Alderman?" "I have to warm myself up from time to time to avoid getting rusty. And¡­" Alderman grinned and unsheathed his sword. "It saddens me to see my student being so dejected from having all his sparring partners run away." The reason the training ground was empty except for three people was simply because the other students were running away from Noah, they didn''t want to get beaten up like the past 3 days in guise of training, Noah fight like a madman. "I see." Noah nodded and drew his sword. ''He really has a pure heart.'' Alderman certainly disliked annoying things, but he cared for his students more than that. It seemed like he was there to help him with pure intentions, without any second thoughts. ''This is an opportunity to greatly raise the proficiency of the Fangs of Insanity at once.'' Alderman was at a way higher level than him as a swordsman. Sparring against him would not only allow to greatly raise the proficiency of the Fangs of Insanity, but also increase his overall abilities. "It''s a shame that we have only one spectator, but shall we start?" "I agree." They both looked at Lilith, who was standing in the middle. "Begin." Upon registering their gazes, Lilith nodded and raised her hand then lowered it. "Hah!" Noah grit his teeth and kicked the ground. Surrounding his body with mana, he applied the principles of the Fangs of Insanity to swing his sword. It cut through the atmosphere like a sawtooth cutting into a tree. "Wow, you''ve gotten a lot better little Noah." Alderman had admiration in his voice as he shed. The green energy spread out in a round shape to decorate the air. ng! The ferocious strike of the Fangs of Insanity and Alderman''s soft energy shed against each other. ''This is¡­'' Noah narrowed his eyes. Alderman was subduing the power of his attack without deflecting or blocking it. It was really outstanding how he managed to subdue the ferocious strike of the Fangs of Insanity. "Are you curious?" His teacher smiled, swinging his sword shining in dark green. Noah couldn''t help but nod frantically. "This swordsmanship controls the opponent''s attack by spreading out a bunch of thin aura des. There are many ways of facing a sword with a sword. You can think of methods using the opponent''s sword instead of your own." "I see." Noah nodded and sharpened his de containing principles of the Fangs of Insanity even further and thrust. At the same time, he prepared for the next technique. It was the first form of the Fangs of Insanity, Flowing Stab. A series of powerful attacks were directed at Alderman. m! Alderman lowered his posture and held his sword diagonally to focus on defense. ''That''s convenient for me.'' Light sparkled in Noah''s eyes. Since the Fangs of Insanity was extremely good at dealing with a defensive opponent, he had a fair chance of winning the match. ng! He used every technique of Fangs of Insanity in order to pierce through Alderman''s defense. Powerful attacks exploded like a huge wolf gnawing on its prey, but his teacher''s defense was like an unbreakable iron wall. "Tsk!" Noah bit his lip feeling annoyance. He couldn''t find any openings despite having used every technique. "Does it feel stifling?" Alderman''s smile could be seen between the shing swords. "The Intuition Sword you''ve learned upon reaching thepletion stage in the Basic Swordsmanship skill is extremely powerful. It can easily break through other swordsmanship despite the low proficiency you have in it.'''' Of course he was talking about the Intuition Sword. Naoh had been relying on this to win most of his fights, unconsciously and consciously, it was only recently he started to rely on it. ''''However, it''s too biased!" Alderman added. "Keuh!" Alderman twisted his wrist. The powerful reaction bounced Noah backwards. "Hmm¡­" Clearing up Alderman''s energy that was entwined with his sword, Noah regained his posture. "An intuition sword is a technique relying on intuition, just like its name implies. However, that doesn''t mean that you should stop thinking. It''s especially important to keep thinking as you swing your sword with your technique. Try thinking about why it''s named like that." "Name? What do you mean?" "I''ve told you enough. You shouldn''t ask me to feed you everything." Alderman shrugged his shoulders. "Haa¡­" Noah exhaled roughly and nodded. ''He is right.'' If he kept relying on his teacher, he wouldn''t be able to do anything on his own. Since he already received a hint, he needed to think and act by himself. ''Name, Name¡­'' Even though the power grew stronger and stronger as he used the Fangs of Insanity recently, he felt like his thoughts kept getting simpler. He was full of desire to stab his sword through his opponent''s opening. ''It was the same just now.'' The spar ended while he was trying to thrust his sword at the opening Alderman had created. He wouldn''t be able to grow like that. "I think I need to try a bit more." "Alright,e at me." Alderman smiled and wagged his four fingers. "Haap!" He inhaled deeply and kicked the ground. He thrust his sword at his teacher, who was still maintaining his defensive posture. Chapter 91: Sword Training 2: Fangs of Insanity Crash! The resounding sh of metal reverberated across the training ground. Swish! Noah deftly flipped the sword that had recoiled slightly, preparing to strike once more. Alderman''s sword veered to the right, forming an imprable defense. Noah had no choice but to attempt to pierce it as he had done before. But this time, Noah tapped into the power of the me Art. His swordsmanship remained fierce, but his mind became calm and focused. In that moment, Noah, who had been solely focused on offense, noticed a slight vulnerability on the left side of Alderman''s waist. It wasn''t a tant opening, as it was well-guarded. "However..." Noah had a premonition that he could exploit this weakness and create an opportunity. Whoosh! With a swift diagonal sh, Noah unleashed his sword. Alderman effortlessly adjusted his posture, meeting the ferocious attack with the grace of a waterfall. ng! As their swords shed, Noah''s wrist was jolted, creating a momentary opening on the left side of Alderman''s waist. Reacting swiftly, Noah pivoted on his ankle, altering the trajectory of his sword. Utilizing the rotational force generated from his calf and extending to his thigh, he swung his de. "Gasp!" Stay tuned with m _v _lemp _yr. For the first time, panic shed in his teacher''s eyes. He stumbled backward and hastily redirected his sword. ng! Unable to withstand the force of Noah''s powerful strike, Alderman retreated three steps. "W-what was that just now? Why did you change your trajectory..." "I saw it." "You saw it?" "Yes." By calming his mind, which had previously been consumed by the offensive nature of the Fangs of Insanity, Noah gained the ability to perceive his opponent''s openings. Or rather, he could anticipate the creation of an opening. In other words, he had acquired the skill to predict Alderman''s next move. "How did you do that?" Alderman asked, astonishment evident in his voice. Noah smirked, mirroring Alderman''s earlier response. "I can''t divulge all the details." "I wasn''t teaching you how to speak," Noah continued. "Kids learn by observing." Noah tapped the ground with his feet and swiftly charged towards Rimmer, who was still recovering his stance. "I''ming again!" Alderman whistled, watching Raon approach with his sword swinging. "You still have a long way to go," Alderman remarked, preparing to defend by holding his sword horizontally. But Noah''s movement suddenly changed. He lifted his waist, twisting his sword that was about to rise and aiming for Alderman''s left wrist. ''Damn it!'' Alderman furrowed his brows and shifted his body. He formed an aura at the tip of his sword, readying himself for a counterattack. ng! However, Noah''s sword had already descended. It was not just an instinctual move; it resembled the calcted precision of a seasoned beast that sought out its opponent''s weaknesses through experience. ''Seriously, this guy...'' Alderman could hardly contain his astonishment. He had only given Noah a small hint, and yet the young swordsman was already beginning to grasp the true essence of the Fangs of Insanity. It was enough to make Alderman''s hair stand on end. Whoosh! Alderman unleashed a violent sh, causing green energy to radiate from his de and defend against attacks from all directions, except for one hidden opening. Noah''s golden eyes glimmered with a touch of crimson as he twisted his sword, aligning it with that elusive opening. ''He''s done it!'' Alderman couldn''t help but chuckle at the absurdity of the situation. In such a short time, Noah had grasped the true essence of the ''Fangs of Insanity.'' ''Well then, I shall assist him in traversing that path even faster as his mentor.'' Although it was his first time as an instructor, every moment spent with Noah and the other students had been a delight for Alderman. "Very well, keeping at me!" Alderman continued to swing his sword, deliberately creating openings that only a seasoned expert could discern. And Noah fiercely thrust his sword through those minute openings, as if he could anticipate Alderman''s every move. "It''s incredible." Alderman couldn''t help but gasp in amazement. Noah''s attacks were executed with aplex trajectory, making it nearly impossible for an average warrior to even stand against him. "But where''s the fun if it''s too easy?" Alderman eliminated the opening, swinging his sword in a way that Noah couldn''t pierce through in his current state. He wanted to put pressure on Noah, showcasing his superiority in power and precision. However, Noah didn''t back down. With fierce determination in his eyes, he continued to swing his sword, now creating openings instead of searching for them. "That''s right," Alderman nodded. On the battlefield, the enemy doesn''t provide you with openings; you must find them yourself. And the Fangs of Insanity was the perfect swordsmanship for creating those opportunities. m! am! Alderman and Noah shed their swords relentlessly at close range. "He''s bing stronger." Noah''s attacks grew in strength, and his movements became seamless without any openings. His skill was improving immensely. "Haap!" Noah let out a battle cry as he swung his sword. Instantly transitioning from defense to offense, his attack aimed to bypass Alderman''s defense with rming speed. "What is this guy..." Even though Alderman was holding back, he couldn''t help but feel a shiver down his spine as Noah repeatedly broke through his defense. However, it was too early to let Noah taste victory. "Come back when you''ve grown even more!" Alderman enveloped his sword with a gusty wind and released a concentrated aura from the de. It was his powerful technique, Wind Spirit Stab. "How will you react?" The technique was still too formidable for Noah. Alderman eagerly anticipated how Noah would handle it. Whoosh! Noah charged towards Alderman, his sword trailing behind him. He swung his sword without concern for his clothes being torn apart by the winds of the Wind Spirit Stab. m! Despite the powerful sh, the Wind Spirit Stab remained intact. But Noah didn''t stop there. Utilizing his footwork, he stepped back and continued to swing his sword. Gradually, cracks appeared in the Wind Spirit Stab, and eventually, it started to crumble, revealing an opening. am! Noah let out a long exhale as he swung his sword. A red light radiated like the scorching sun, causing the Wind Spirit Stab to dissipate into thin air. "Huh!" Alderman''s jaw nearly hit the ground. "What did he just do?" He had intended for Noah to learn from the Wind Spirit Stab and improve his Fangs of Insanity, but instead, Noah had managed to shatter it. Alderman couldn''t believe the audacity and skill disyed by Noah. Whoosh! Noah stood confidently in the center of the training ground, the swirling dust creating a fierce atmosphere around him. "Hey, you..." "Don''t do it." Just as Alderman was about to approach Noah, Lilith intervened and grabbed his arm. "What?" "Don''t do it just yet." Alderman nced at Noah and noticed his golden eyes were dted. "A trance?" It seemed that Noah had experienced a moment of enlightenment while fighting against the Wind Spirit Stab. "What in the world...?" Alderman couldn''tprehend how Noah was able to achieve such enlightenment. If only he knew that Noah had the ability to master any weapon, he would have been utterly shocked. Meanwhile, Lilith let go of Alderman''s arm and left the training ground. It appeared that she intended to prevent anyone from entering. "How did she notice it?" Alderman himself hadn''t realized Noah''s trance state. He couldn''t fathom how Lilith had spotted it from a distance. "He truly is a fortunate individual." Alderman shook his head and took a seat on the ground. It seemed he had no choice but to keep watch over Noah. "I had nned to go out and have a drink once this was over." He licked his lips, gazing at the setting sun. Noah''s eyes fluttered open, his breath escaping in a long exhale. Darkness surrounded him, the once bright sun reced by the gentle glow of the moon. He wasn''t surprised, though. "I must have fallen into a trance," he muttered to himself, the realization hitting him as he stared at his teacher''s powerful sword at the end. "It must be nice," Alderman grumbled, lying on the ground. Noah sheathed his sword and offered a polite bow. "Thank you." Despite his calm demeanor, Alderman''s energy filled the area, a clear sign that he had been guarding Noah throughout his trance. "You should say that to her too," Alderman pointed behind him, his finger directing Noah''s attention to the white-haired figure standing near the training ground''s entrance. "Are you finished?" Lilith opened the door and stepped inside. "She noticed your trance before me," Alderman exined. Noah nodded, then positioned himself in front of Lilith. "Thank you," he said sincerely. "Did you be stronger?" she asked, her eyes filled with curiosity. "Yes," Noah replied confidently. A smile tugged at Lilith''s lips, her expression brightening slightly. "So, we don''t need to spar anymore?" Noah nodded, returning her smile. "That''s right. I''ve gained enough strength." "You must have received some incredible enlightenment," Alderman chimed in, dusting off his clothes as he stood up. "Fangs of Insanity can be a wild beast''s fang, but it can also be a moment of rity. It''s not just about ferocity and violence, but about finding openings through experience and the mind." Noah knew he still had a long way to go, but he felt like he had taken the first step towards mastering the true Fangs of Insanity. "It was worth the time," Alderman said with a contented smile, heading towards the training ground''s exit. "The liquor is going to taste great today." "Thank you," Noah called out onest time, expressing his gratitude as Alderman waved his hand and left. "Noah, let''s continue training," Lilith said, stepping closer to him and drawing her sword. It wasn''t about sparring anymore, but about honing their skills. "Okay," Noah agreed. He owed Lilith a debt of gratitude, and he was more than willing to help her train as much as she desired. Noah observed Lilith''s swordsmanship, his knowledge of the Fangs of Insanity allowing him to quickly identify areas for improvement. "During your second technique, extend your feet by about a knuckle''s length and straighten your knee a bit more," he advised. Lilith''s sword movements became sharper and more intricate, her talent shining through as she absorbed his advice. But Noah couldn''t help but feel that there was something more to her, something dangerous and untamed that she hadn''t fully grasped. He offered a few more pointers, then raised his head to gaze at the moon illuminating the training ground. "It''s time to leave," he whispered to himself. Chapter 92: Monday Morning Days went by and soon a week was gone by and Monday arrived. Noah''s golden eyes shimmered with a radiant glow as the sun''s warm rays caressed his face. He stretched his tired limbs, feeling the gentle touch of morning light on his skin. The room was filled with a soft, golden hue, casting a serene ambiance that embraced Noah''s awakening. Gazing out of the window, Noah admired the breathtakingndscape bathed in the morning glow. The vibrant colors of nature danced before his eyes, painting a picturesque scene that seemed straight out of a dream. The verdant trees swayed gently in the breeze, their leaves whispering secrets to the wind. The flowers bloomed in an array of hues, their petals opening to greet the day. Noah''s gaze lingered on the distant horizon, where the sun kissed the earth and painted the sky in a canvas of warm oranges and pinks. It was as if the whole world was awakening alongside him, embracing the new day with open arms. Inspired by the beauty that surrounded him, Noah rose from his bed, ready to embark on a new adventure, today was the day the mission outside would begin after all. He did his usual routine. Noah, feeling invigorated by the morning sunlight, decided it was the perfect time to indulge in a refreshing bath after his workout. He made his way to the bathroom, guided by the soft glow that filtered through the windows. As he entered the bathroom, Noah was greeted by the soothing sound of running water. The bathroom was adorned with shades of blue and white, creating a serene atmosphere that mirrored the tranquility of a clear summer sky. The sunlight streamed in through a small window, casting dancing reflections on the tiled walls. Noah turned the faucet, letting the water flow, and adjusted the temperature until it was just right. The warm water cascaded down, enveloping him in aforting embrace. He closed his eyes, allowing the sensation to wash away any lingering fatigue from his body. With each drop of water, Noah felt a renewed sense of energy and vitality. The steam from the bath mingled with the sunlight, creating an ethereal mist that enveloped the room. It was a moment of pure bliss, a chance for Noah to unwind and find sce in the simple pleasure of self-care. As he immersed himself in the water, Noah let his thoughts drift away, surrendering to the tranquility of the moment. He could feel the tension leaving his muscles, reced by a soothing sensation of rxation. The sunlight that filtered through the window danced on the surface of the water, creating a mesmerizing y of light and shadow. Noah took his time, savoring each moment, as if time stood still. He finished soon and was ready for breakfast. Feeling a bit yful and unconventional, decided to have a cookie breakfast. He had always been a fan of sweet treats, and the idea of starting his day with a delicious cookie sounded like the perfect indulgence. He made his way to the kitchen, where the aroma of freshly baked cookies filled the air. The kitchen was warm and inviting, with sunlight streaming in through the window, casting a golden glow on the countertops. Noah opened the cookie jar and selected a few of his favorites. There were chocte chip cookies, with their melty chocte morsels, and oatmeal raisin cookies, with their chewy texture and bursts of sweetness. He couldn''t resist grabbing a couple of peanut butter cookies as well, with their rich and nutty vor. With a mischievous smile, Noah arranged the cookies on a te, creating a colorful and tempting disy. He poured himself a ss of milk, knowing that it would perfectlyplement the sweetness of the cookies. As he took his first bite, Noah couldn''t help but savor thebination of vors and textures. The chocte chips melted in his mouth, the raisins added a burst of fruity sweetness, and the peanut butter cookies offered a creamy and nutty richness. Each cookie was like a small bite of happiness, filling his taste buds with delight. Noah savored his cookie breakfast, enjoying the moment of indulgence and freedom from the usual breakfast norms. He relished the sweetness and yfulness of the experience, knowing that sometimes, it''s okay to break the rules and enjoy something unconventional. As he finished thest cookie and sipped the remaining milk, Noah felt a sense of contentment and satisfaction. His cookie breakfast had been a delightful departure from the ordinary, a small act of self-care and joy to start his day on a sweet note. With a smile on his face and a satisfied belly, Noah cleared the te and washed it, ready toNoah, feeling a bit yful and unconventional, decided to have a cookie breakfast. He had always been a fan of sweet treats, and the idea of starting his day with a delicious cookie sounded like the perfect indulgence. He made his way to the kitchen, the aroma of freshly baked cookies filled the air. The kitchen was warm and inviting, with sunlight streaming in through the window, casting a golden glow on the countertops. Noah opened the cookie jar and selected a few of his favorites. There were chocte chip cookies, with their melty chocte morsels, and oatmeal raisin cookies, with their chewy texture and bursts of sweetness. He couldn''t resist grabbing a couple of peanut butter cookies as well, with their rich and nutty vor. With a mischievous smile, Noah arranged the cookies on a te, creating a colorful and tempting disy. He poured himself a ss of milk, knowing that it would perfectlyplement the sweetness of the cookies. As he took his first bite, Noah couldn''t help but savor thebination of vors and textures. The chocte chips melted in his mouth, the raisins added a burst of fruity sweetness, and the peanut butter cookies offered a creamy and nutty richness. Each cookie was like a small bite of happiness, filling his taste buds with delight. Noah savored his cookie breakfast, enjoying the moment of indulgence and freedom from the usual breakfast norms. He relished the sweetness and yfulness of the experience, knowing that sometimes, it''s okay to break the rules and enjoy something unconventional. As he finished thest cookie and sipped the remaining milk, Noah felt a sense of contentment and satisfaction. "Status Disy!" he murmured, and in an instant, his very own status window materialized within his line of sight. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Regr Level 38 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 82 Strength: 97 Intelligence: 76 Dexterity: 97 Luck: 72 Stat Points: 2 Coins: 3060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 2} {Shadow Steps Level 2} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 2} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö "Only two more levels until I ascend to the next rank," Noah muttered, his determination evident. He had no regrets about dedicating his time to honing his skills, for they had flourished, each one reaching level 2. It had been a worthwhile endeavor, and he knew that achieving the next rank was well within his grasp, especially with the uing mission. As he contemted who his partner might be, Noah silently hoped it wouldn''t be Lilith, as his instincts hinted. However, he brushed off the thought, realizing that it didn''t really matter. With a resolute spirit, Noah stood up and prepared himself to head towards the designated meeting ce, the academy''s za. As Noah stepped outside, he felt the warmth of the sun on his skin, a gentle reminder of the endless possibilities that awaited him. A za inside the Peerless Academy is a vibrant and bustling gathering ce for students, faculty, and visitors alike. The za is located at the heart of the academy, surrounded by stunning architecture and lush greenery. As you step into the za, you are immediately greeted by the sound ofughter and lively conversations. The air is filled with a sense of energy and excitement. The za is designed with wide pathways and spacious seating areas, encouraging people to gather and socialize. In the center of the za stands a magnificent fountain, adorned with intricate sculptures and cascading water. The soothing sound of water creates a serene atmosphere, providing a peaceful retreat for those seeking a moment of tranquility. Lining the edges of the za are various shops and cafes, offering a wide range of delicious cuisines and unique merchandise. From cozy coffee shops to vibrant food stalls, there is something to satisfy every craving. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and mouth-watering delicacies fills the air, tempting passersby to indulge in a culinary adventure. Colorful flower beds and meticulously maintained gardens add a touch of natural beauty to the za. The vibrant blooms and lush greenery create a picturesque setting, perfect for rxation or a leisurely stroll. Benches andfortable seating areas are strategically ced amidst the greenery, providing a peaceful spot to sit and enjoy the scenery. The za also serves as a hub for various activities and events. Students gather here to showcase their talents during cultural festivals, while guest speakers captivate audiences with their inspiring talks. The za buzzes with excitement during these events, as peoplee together to celebrate and learn. Noah arrived a littleter and noticed a bustling crowd of students. Making his way through the crowd, he approached his ssmates. Soon after, their teacher, Elena, arrived on the scene. Chapter 93: Departure One day prior Noah and the other departure. Somewhere in the wastnd. The unforgiving sun mercilessly scorched andscape of shattered aspirations. As far as the eye could reach, a metropolis sprawled, a concrete jungle fossilized by time. Once symbols of human ambition, skyscrapers now stood as jagged teeth, crumbling and worn. The ss exteriors reflected a distorted sky, while broken windows stared like empty sockets. Nature, an unyielding insurgent, had initiated its remation. Thick vines, resembling cables, entwined the sides of buildings, their vibrant tendrils intecing with fractured concrete bs. Twisted and defiant trees burst through copsed roadways, their roots prying asphalt from the ground. In some areas, entire structures had been devoured by vegetation, their outlines discernible through the uneven, lush mounds they had be. The silence weighed heavily, interrupted only by the sigh of the wind whistling through the skeletal remains of skyscrapers. The air, thick with dust, carried the faint metallic tang of rust. Here and there, a trace of faded paint clung to a wall, a ghostly reminder of a past advertisement - a forgotten pledge of a life that would never materialize. Deep beneath the Earth''s surfacey the hidden marvel of Lumina, a city thriving amidst the destion above. Illuminated by bioluminescent fungi, Lumina''s stone buildings glistened like opals in the ethereal glow. Serene waterways, nourished by underground springs, meandered through the city, reflecting the mesmerizing luminescence. At the heart of Lumina stood the majestic Sunstone Spire, a pce crafted from a rare vein of obsidian. Its striking spires, adorned with pulsating crystals, radiated a gentle golden light, reminiscent of a distant sun. Intricate murals etched into the obsidian depicted the lost world above, with its lush forests, vibrant skies, and enigmatic creatures. Within the Sunstone Spire, grand halls extended, adorned with tapestries woven from luminous spider silk. Steam rose from hidden geothermal vents, enveloping the air in a warm, mineral-rich mist. Furniture carved from luminous geodes cast a soft, ever-changing glow, illuminating the pce''s inhabitants. The very atmosphere reverberated with theforting hum of the city''s geothermal core, a constant reminder of Lumina''s vitality. More than a seat of power, the grand pce symbolized Lumina''s resilience, a testament to their ability to not only survive but thrive beneath the Earth''s crust, creating a breathtaking civilization in the depths below. Deep within the hidden depths of the Sunstone Spire, nestled in a chamber bathed in the gentle radiance of obsidian, a ndestine gathering was in progress. Seven enigmatic beings, draped in robes the color of midnight that glimmered with a faint reflection of the pce''s subterranean energy, encircled an immense, intricately patterned table. The table''s surface, a mesmerizing mosaic of crystalline structures, emanated a subtle inner glow, casting an ethereal light upon the countenances emerging from the depths of their hoods. A palpable tension filled the air, surpassing even the murmurs of the city''s bustling heart. From within the shadows of their hood, one figure, their identity concealed by a shroud of darkness, broke the silence, their voice a deep rumble that reverberated softly within the chamber. "So, the leader has decided to send the Jester and the Jammer?" Greed''s words hung in the air, met with the leader''s silent affirmation. Lust chimed in, adding her thoughts to the conversation. "Ah, although she may appear weak, she possesses a dangerous prowess. I am certain she will fulfill the leader''s mission. There are a few promising individuals among the new students from the esteemed Peerless Academy, such as the Spear of Destruction''s son and the grandchild of the old man. The potential is undeniable." A heavy silence descended upon the chamber as Logan Adler, Noah''s father and Lilith''s grandfather, was mentioned. Normally, the demon order would have refrained from meddling due to their lineage, but the gravity of the situationpelled them to take action. "The seeds must be sown," dered Pride, also known as the Demon Lord Drac, before disappearing, leaving the others to continue their deliberations. "Hopefully, everything proceeds as nned, and those two do not cause anyplications," muttered Wrath, his dissatisfaction evident. The remaining five demons exchanged a few words amongst themselves, while Slothzily slept, uninterested in participating in the discussion. "They should have arrived by now," Lust stated, prompting the others to nod in agreement. Unbeknownst to Noah, demons had already set their sights on them even before they left the academy. Their first mission would be an unforgettable one. ¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã Back to the present. After Elena''s arrival, she gave her students few orders and some advices before announcing the duo, like Noah feared he was paired with Lilith. He could only reluctantly ept this. Together with other students they were sent to a city via teleportation portal, their destination: The city of Sunhold. A teleportation portal is a fascinating and futuristic concept that allows instantaneous travel from one location to another. It is a gateway that defies the constraints of time and space, offering a seamless and effortless mode of transportation. Imagine stepping into a teleportation portal and instantly being transported to a different ce, whether it''s a bustling city, a serene beach, or even another. The portal itself is a marvel of advanced technology, typicallyprising of a shimmering gate or doorway. It is often depicted as a swirling vortex of energy or a glowing, pulsating field. The portal is powered by an intricate system of energy sources, which harness and manipte the fundamental forces of the universe. To activate the teleportation portal, one usually needs a specific set of coordinates or a designated destination. This information is inputted into a control panel or interface, initiating the portal''s activation sequence. Once activated, the portal emits a low hum and begins to crackle with energy, creating a sense of anticipation and excitement. Upon entering the portal, individuals are enveloped in a swirling tunnel of vibrant colors and ethereal lights. The sensation is often described as a gentle pull or a fleeting moment of weightlessness. In the blink of an eye, the traveler emerges from the other end of the portal, seamlessly transported to their desired location. The teleportation portal offers a myriad of possibilities, revolutionizing the way we perceive and experience travel. It eliminates the need for conventional transportation methods, such as airnes, cars, and trains, making long-distance travel effortless and time-efficient. Moreover, it opens up a world of exploration and discovery, allowing individuals to venture to previously inessible or distant ces with ease. However, the concept of teleportation portals also raises intriguing questions and concerns. The ethical implications, safety measures, and potential misuse of this technology are subjects of ongoing debate. Scientists and engineers continue to explore the intricacies of teleportation, striving to refine and perfect this groundbreaking mode of transportation. In summary, a teleportation portal is a remarkable invention that enables instantaneous travel across vast distances. With its awe-inspiring visuals and seamless functionality, it promises to revolutionize the way we explore and experience the world. The teleportation portal represents the boundless potential of human innovation and the quest for new frontiers. Meanwhile, in another location, in another city. The city of Earthwall was built atop robust hills and is truly a leading-edge sight. Its elegance is matched by the backdrop of gentle hills which have helped shape the city to what it is today. The materials these hills brought were of great importance, but they were also influential when it came to architectural designs as the vast majority of buildings have been built in shapes and with elements of the hills around them. The skyline is riddled with giant skyscrapers and they look astonishingly beautiful all together. Life is great in Earthwall and it has attracted a lot of attention. A man with a ck spear walked toward a restaurant, his presence evoking a mixture of curiosity and intrigue. The gleaming obsidian spear, its jet-ck surface reflecting the ambient light, stood out starkly against the backdrop of the bustling city streets. As he approached the restaurant, the patrons and passersby couldn''t help but steal nces in his direction. The sight of a man armed with such a formidable weapon was umon, and it ignited a sense of wonder and spection among those who observed him. The man''s demeanor exuded a quiet confidence, his gaze focused and unwavering. His attire, abination of dark clothing and rugged leather armor, hinted at a life of adventure and purpose. Each step he took was deliberate, as if he carried the weight of his experiences with him. Entering the restaurant, the man''s presence caused a momentary pause in the lively atmosphere. Whispers traveled through the air as people exchanged curious nces, their imaginations running wild with stories of his origins and intentions. As he approached the host stand, the restaurant staff greeted him with a mix of intrigue and caution. His arrival seemed to alter the energy in the room, as if a tangible aura surrounded him. The waitstaff quickly led him to a table, their unease subtly masked by professionalism. Sitting down, the man ced his ck spear beside him, its presencemanding attention from those nearby. The other diners stole asional nces, their curiosity piqued by the enigmatic stranger. Some wondered if he was a warrior, a guardian, or perhaps someone seeking sce from a tumultuous world. While his purpose for visiting the restaurant remained a mystery, one thing was certain ¨C the man with the ck spear had a captivating aura that drew people in. It was as if he carried a story within him, waiting to be unraveled. As the evening progressed, the restaurant gradually returned to its usual rhythm, the initial intrigue fading into the background. The man with the ck spear enjoyed his meal in solitude, seemingly absorbed in his own thoughts. When he eventually rose from his seat and left the restaurant, the air seemed to shift once more. The patrons watched him depart, their imaginations ignited by the brief encounter with this mysterious figure. The man with the ck spear became a topic of conversation, a tale to be shared and embellished in the days toe. His presence left asting impression, a reminder that sometimes, even in the mundane routines of daily life, there exists a touch of the extraordinary. "Is that man the embodiment of the Spear of Devastation?" A voice uttered the words, and a brief silence was met with approving nods from the crowd. "Indeed, he bears a striking resemnce. I wonder what his purpose is ining to our city?" pondered another. "Who knows. I''m grateful to have witnessed the presence of such a renowned figure in my lifetime," added a third voice. "Absolutely!" chimed in a fourth. Logan overheard their conversation and let out a small chuckle as he continued on his way. His mind wandered to his son, who was currently embarking on his first mission. Logan longed to gift him the coveted purple armor, but he knew there were more pressing matters to attend to before fulfilling that desire. Chapter 94: Sunhold City The city of Sunhold was built amidst the ivory fields of snow and is truly a contemporary marvel. Its wonder is matched by the backdrop of mighty mountains which have helped shape the city into what it is today. The materials these mountains brought were of great importance, but they were also influential when it came to architectural designs as the vast majority of buildings have been built in the shape of those same mountains. The skyline is scattered with stylish skyscrapers and they seem to be reaching higher and higher each year. The quality of life is high in Sunhold and it has attracted a lot of attention. Countless cultures have left their mark not just on business, but also on the city''s identity. What historically was a city of little diversity has grown into a new culture of variety and it''s this that unites the 2 million people to this day. It''s this multicultural identity that has truly left its mark. Hundreds of clubs, gastropubs, and diners offer a plethora of culinary choices, and those who feel hungry for something else can enjoy theaters, sports activities, art galleries, or one of the many other recreational venues. Noah and Lilith made their way into the bustling city, their excitement palpable. "Shall we venture towards the Sun guild?" Noah proposed, a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes. Without hesitation, Lilith acquiesced, her trust in Noah unyielding. Noah and Lilith ventured through the bustling streets, their eyes drawn to the enchanting sight of the Sun guild emerging from amidst the urban chaos. The guild''s presence was captivating, with its sunlit exterior casting a radiant glow that seemed to embrace the surrounding cityscape. The material of the building, though difficult to discern from a distance, appeared to be a lustrous sandstone or perhaps gleaming marble infused with golden veins that shimmered in the sunlight. As they approached the entrance, Noah and Lilith marveled at the bold and stylized sun icons adorning the guild''s facade. Unlike traditional symbols, these suns seemed to emit an inner light, as if they held some mystical power within their rays. Stepping through the wide-open doorway, they were greeted by a wave offorting warmth, not just from the sun''s embrace, but from the very essence of the guild itself. Within the guild, a symphony of activity filled the air. The rhythmic nging of metal echoed through the halls, a testament to the skilled craftsmanship of the guild''s members. Laughter and animated conversation filled the space, creating a vibrant and weing atmosphere. Above the entrance, a banner proudly disyed a message, its meaning hidden from their current viewpoint. It could be the guild''s motto, a mysterious symbol denoting their esoteric knowledge, or perhaps a more intricate depiction of the radiant suns that adorned the exterior. The overall impression left Noah and Lilith captivated. The Sun guild emanated a warmth and vitality that surpassed mere physicality. It beckoned them closer, promising not only the camaraderie of its members but also the allure of adventure and the opportunity to unravel the guild''s enigmatic secrets. Noah and Lilith were led to the guild meeting hall by one of the guild staff members. As they entered the hall, they were greeted by the bustling atmosphere of fellow guild members preparing for the meeting. The room was filled with excitement and anticipation as everyone gathered to discuss thetest missions, share their aplishments, and n for future endeavors. The staff member guided Noah and Lilith to a table at the front of the hall, where the guild leader, a wise and experienced yer named Arion Metz, was already seated. Arion had amanding presence, with his silver hair and piercing blue eyes that seemed to hold a wealth of knowledge and experience. ''''Wee to young yers. Sit with us, watch and learn. You will be given a taskter.'''' Arion invited the duo to join them. As Noah and Lilith took their seats, Arion stood up and addressed the guild members. His voice carried across the hall, silencing the chatter and capturing everyone''s attention. He spoke of the recent sesses the guild had achieved and praised the bravery and skill of its members. He also highlighted the uing challenges and urged everyone to stay united and support each other. After Arion''s inspiring speech, the meeting continued with reports from various departments within the guild. Each team shared their aplishments, discussed ongoing missions, and sought assistance or advice from their fellow members. Noah and Lilith listened intently, taking notes and absorbing the wealth of knowledge being shared. As the meeting unfolded, Noah and Lilith were filled with an indescribable sense of anticipation. Deep within their hearts, they harbored a shared dream of establishing a guild, guiding a formidable group of yers, and vanquishing treacherous dungeons. Despite the Sun guild''s modest size, it held a significant ce in their aspirations, for within its wallsy invaluable lessons waiting to be learned. At the conclusion of the meeting, Noah and Lilith engaged in a brief conversation with Arion. He revealed that their mission wouldmence the following day, granting them the freedom to indulge in any activity of their choosing. They had the option to engage in yful endeavors, embark on a city exploration, or simply unwind and rx. Curiously, Noah and Lilith deviated from these conventional options, opting instead to venture towards the Sun guild''s training facilities. Arion called a staff member to guide them before vanishing. The grand doorway swung open, revealing a sight that both awed and invigorated Noah and Lilith. The training facilities of the Sun guild were a testament to practical design and symbolic purpose. Sunlight poured through strategically ced skylights, casting a warm golden glow across the expansive space. The air crackled with controlled energy, as the sound of hammers striking metal, the grunts of trainees, and the sharpmands of instructors filled the air. The training area was divided into distinct sections, each dedicated to a specific aspect of the Sun guild''s teachings. Directly in front of them, a vast open hall beckoned. Polished wooden floors gleamed under the sunlight, providing the perfect surface for practicingbat maneuvers. Rows of training dummies, ranging from humanoid figures to fantastical beasts, lined the periphery. Adjacent to them, racks held an impressive array of weapons ¨C gleaming swords, sturdy maces, and polished bows with taut strings. To their left, a separate section crackled with a different kind of energy. A roaring forge dominated the space, its mes dancing and licking at the metal within. Aspiring guild members, donned in leather aprons and thick gloves, toiled under the watchful eyes of seasoned instructors. The rhythmic hiss of quenching water punctuated the air, a testament to their unwavering dedication. On the opposite side of the forge, a serene chamber beckoned. Sunlight streamed through a circr opening in the ceiling, casting a gentle glow on intricately woven tapestries adorning the walls. Here, trainees sat in meditative postures, their faces turned towards the heavens, seemingly absorbing the sun''s power. The air in this space felt lighter, charged with a different kind of energy altogether. As Noah and Lilith continued their exploration, they stumbled upon additional training areas. A library stood filled with ancient scrolls, containing the history and philosophy of the Sun guild. In a strategy room, intricate maps adorned the walls, allowing for tactical nning and discussions. And within a greenhouse, trainees carefully cultivated nts believed to hold a special connection to the life-giving power of the sun. Symbols of the Sun guild were prominently disyed throughout, etched into training weapons, woven into tapestries, and branded onto the shoulders of the instructors'' tunics. Each symbol seemed to hum with a faint energy, serving as a constant reminder of the power that awaited those who mastered the secrets of the guild. Their exploration culminated in a spacious observation room overlooking the central training hall. Standing within, Arion awaited them, his weathered face lined with experience, yet his eyes sparkling with a deep warmth. "What are your thoughts on our modest guild? Are you fond of it?" Arion''sposed demeanor failed to conceal the hidden longing in his eyes. "It is deserving of being the premier guild in Sunhold City," Noah sincerely expressed his admiration. Lilith merely nodded in agreement. Arion couldn''t help but smile at the response. He felt a sense of pride welling up inside him, but he made sure not to let it show on his face. "Let''s go train, Noah!" Lilith suddenly suggested. Noah hesitated for a moment, as training wouldn''t bring him any immediate financial gain. However, since the system hadn''t given him any new missionstely, he hoped that this training session would break the silence and present an opportunity for him to earn a substantial amount of gold coins. "Alright, if you insist. Excuse us, guild leader, we will be using one of the training halls," Noah requested Arion''s permission, to which Arion nodded in agreement. "Let''s go. I want to see how skilled the two of you are," Arion dered. "Sure!" Noah replied enthusiastically. It was important for them to assess their strengths, so he didn''t mind the training session at all. Chapter 95: The Jester Soon they reached their destination, a medium-sized arena covered by a majestic dome. Noah took a moment to survey the surroundings, eagerly awaiting the system''s announcement of their next mission. However, to his disappointment, no announcement came, leaving him frustrated. Nevertheless, he refused to let it affect his focus. Sunlight scattered through the dome, casting long shadows across the packed earth floor. These shadows offered potential blind spots and strategic advantages. Noah chose a longsword, its weight familiar andforting in his grip. He positioned himself in a low guard stance, holding the cruciform guard high to deflect any potential attacks. Across from him, Lilith mirrored his actions, but with a lighter weapon¡ªa shortsword held in a reverse grip, its pointed tip aimed directly at Noah''s chest. Her initial surprise at the guild leader''s presence had transformed into a determined intensity, her amber eyes gleaming with resolve. A fiery red lock of hair escaped her braid, dancing around her face as she shifted into a side stance, her body coiled like a spring. The air crackled with nervous anticipation. Then, in perfect synchronization, they propelled themselves forward. Noah lunged, his longsword slicing through the air in a devastating diagonal sh, aiming to disarm Lilith. Anticipating his move, a smirk briefly appeared on her lips. Disying remarkable agility, she dropped into a crouch, evading the de effortlessly. As she swiftly rose, her shortsword blurred in a figure-eight pattern, targeting Noah''s exposed legs. He narrowly evaded her strike, his heart racing as her de grazed past his shin, sending a shiver down his spine. The dance had begun. Noah, with his reach advantage, focused on keeping Lilith at a distance. He swung his longsword in wide arcs, each swing brimming with controlled power. Lilith, on the other hand, moved like a whirlwind, her smaller frame allowing for swift pivots and dodges. She weaved in and out of Noah''s attacks, searching for an opportunity to strike. The resonating sh of metal on metal reverberated through the arena, apanied by brief sparks illuminating their determined expressions. Noah realized something. The longsword, while formidable, drained his stamina with each swing. He needed to find an opening quickly. And there it was¡ªa chance he spotted. Bringing the longsword down in a heavy vertical strike, he deliberately slowed the blow at thest moment. Lilith, anticipating a full-powered swing,mitted to a dodge, rolling to the side. This proved to be her mistake. With a flick of his wrist, Noah redirected the longsword mid-swing, its tip aiming for Lilith''s exposed back. However, she was no amateur. Sensing the shift in momentum, Lilith twisted in mid-air, her agility allowing her to raise the shortsword just in time to deflect the blow with a resounding ng. The near miss left them both momentarily off-bnce, their breaths heavy andbored. They circled each other, analyzing their opponent''s next move. The tension in the arena was palpable, even Arion, an imposing figure leaning against the wall, seemed to hold his breath. In awe of their extraordinary swordsmanship, Arion couldn''t help but admire Noah and Lilith. The fact that they relied solely on their sword skills wasmendable. If it weren''t for the fact that they were here on an internship, Arion would have dly extended an offer for them to join the prestigious Sun guild. Their potential was undeniable. However, he knew it was impossible. A small guild like theirs couldn''t attract true dragons; only the strongest of the strongest would capture their interest and secure their allegiance. It was a pity. As Arion continued to watch the fight unfold, he saw it reach its climactic moment. Both Noah and Lilith unleashed their skills. With a swift and devastating strike, Noah employed the Fangs of Insanity, his sword engulfed in mes, shattering Lilith''s sword that was surrounded by a gust of wind. Noah emerged victorious. As the sun dipped below the horizon, night descended upon Sunhold city. The once bustling streets now glistened with the soft glow of streetlights and the distant twinkle of stars. The cityscape transformed, casting long shadows and creating an atmosphere of mystery and tranquility. The residents of Sunhold prepared to embrace the calmness of the night, as the city''s energy shifted from the vibrancy of the day to the quiet serenity of the evening. ¡ã¡ã¡ã Deep in contemtion of her mission and where the Jammer had gone, a woman found herself ensnared within the confines of a dimly lit alley. "Excuse me, madam, did you venture here unapanied?" Startled by the realization that she had unknowingly strayed into this foreboding path, the woman paused, her attention now fixated on the shadowy figure that materialized in front of her. Bathed in the ethereal glow of the moon, a disheveled man stared at her with a malevolent gaze that sent shivers down her spine. Behind him, a group of simrly dressed individuals, their sinister grins revealing their ill intentions, made their presence known. "Hehehe, take a look at this. Just stand there, and the womene flocking to us." "Gorgeous face, let''s see... Ah, what a prize we''ve stumbled upon!" Had her thoughts consumed her so entirely that she had unknowingly stumbled upon this ce? No, it was just another typical urrence in her unpredictable journey of spreading joy. Her path was led solely by her whims if she wasn''t on mission, and if the mood struck her, she would fearlessly venture into the depths of garbage heaps or theirs of monsters. "Hehehe! This is going to be quite entertaining!" "Don''t me us too much. Once you''ve experienced this drug, you''ll find yourself enjoying it as well!" Yet she never considered her audacious actions to be misguided. In fact, she eagerly anticipated such moments with exhration. "...I feel an intense craving." A jester''s performance. The more genuine the emotions evoked from her audience, the more potent her act became. "Embracing one''s desires is a virtue. Please, enlighten me. What is the greatest desire that consumes you in this very moment?" -Ding-ling~ As her nimble fingers plucked the strings of the lute, the melodious tune heightened the emotions of the onlookers, spurring them into action. This was the sole skill honed by the unassuming jester, who had traversed countless ces. "Haha, my greatest desire? It would be to spend quality time with this lovelydy~" Driven further by the jester''s enchanting prowess, the leader of the ruffians became consumed by lust. His gaze fixated solely on her, oblivious to everything else. As if he were the ruler of this dark alley, nothing else mattered to him but fulfilling his own desires. "Merely desiring thepany of a woman you''ve just met. Is that truly your utmost desire?" The jester would not argue if that was truly his desire. Everyone had their own personal desires. "But what about you?" she asked. However, those witnessing the performance were not limited to a single individual. Her act was not restricted to just one spectator. "Are you satisfied with simply scavenging what others have discarded?" In that moment, her gaze locked onto the approaching leader and the cold de aimed at her. A sudden sh of light pierced through the surroundings. The leader''s face contorted in shock as his head snapped back. "You, what the hell...?" "Shut up, you bastard. I''ve always despised you!" The resentful subordinate relentlessly attacked the leader, fueled by his deep-seated hatred. The leader, who had orchestrated the ambush, lost hisposure and swung his fist, smashing his subordinate''s head into the wall. A sickening crunch filled the alley as skull and brain collided. Even as he deteriorated into a pitiful state and his consciousness faded, hatred for her still twisted his face. Then, the other subordinates, driven by their own ambitions, plunged their knives as well. "You... you guys, why...?" "If you die, I''ll be the boss! So kindly die for me!" "Now that I think about it, you broke my nose and teethst time because I said something you didn''t like, right?" "I never liked you from the beginning. Just die right here!" The leader''s body was mutted by the des in the hands of his subordinates. Despite putting up a fight and taking a few of them down, it wasn''t enough to ovee the numerical disadvantage. -Ding-ling- The sound of a performance echoed as life slowly faded away. But this was far from a requiem. Those present were true to their desires, and a scene born out of desire didn''t require the solemnity of a funeral. "Your desire for me and your hatred towards those you''ve lived with in this filth... Which way does your desire lean now?" Even with stters of blood staining her white clothes, the jester didn''t stop. Amongst the blood-soaked des pointed at each other, she maintained her bright smile and softly whispered her mission. "Whichever it may be, don''t hold back. Worry, concern... cast aside everything that brings vague anxiety, at least for this moment." "Even if irreversible consequences arise from this moment, my performance will make you forget even that fear..." With all restraints discarded, the audience, hungry for a cathartic release of their desires, surged forward. How could the jester, whose role was to amplify the intensity of this moment, turn away and withdraw from this carnival? It wouldn''t a jester otherwise. Chapter 96: Desire Desire, What is it? The general knowledge will say. Desire is a feeling that drives us towards something we want or need. It''s a kind of longing for something that will bring us satisfaction or enjoyment. Here''s a breakdown of desire: *A feeling: Desire is an emotion, a state of mind that can range from a mild wanting to a deep craving. *Goal-oriented: Desires are often directed at something specific, whether it''s an object, an experience, or a particr oue. *Motivational force: Desire can be a powerful motivator. It can push us to take action, to work hard, and to persevere to get what we want. There are different ways to describe the intensity of desire: *Wish: This is a general longing for something, maybe even something out of reach. *Want: This is a stronger feeling than a wish, suggesting a more specific need or goal. *Craving: This is an intense desire, often for something physical or essential. Desire can be for many things, like: * Basic needs: We desire food, water, and shelter to survive. * Material possessions: We might desire a nice car or a new phone. * Achievements: We might desire sess in our careers or hobbies. * Rtionships: We desire love, connection, and belonging. * Experiences: We might desire to travel or try something new. Understanding our desires is a big part of understanding ourselves. It can help us figure out what motivates us, what makes us happy, and what we want out of life. In conclusion, taking into ount all the aforementioned points, Desire can be best described as A primal instinct within all living beings, often suppressed by those who pride themselves on rationality. In some ways, it was seen as the most disruptive force in life. -Ding--ling! But the fool rejected such ims. Desire gave birth to ambition, and its liberation of it gave meaning to one''s efforts. What worth was there in a life that only stifled its desires? "Come to think of it, you still haven''t repaid the debt you owe me fromst time." "And you, you ruined my chances with the girl I had my eyes on... right in front of me!" "Arrgh! It''s all your fault! Why do I have to suffer like this?!" "That''s riching from you! Why do I have to rot in this miserable ce with the likes of you?!" Even with troubles following, at that moment, none of it mattered. As their pent-up desires boiled in the grimy alley, the fool stoked the fire with her performance, erasing their rationality. Leaving behind worries, concerns, and conscience. "Die, you bastards!" Even the sound of flesh tearing and the cries of lost humanity were drowned out by a performance so intense and addictive. "Ahaha~!" As desire blossomed, recing consumed rationality, a crimson flower bloomed on the stage. A once-hidden smile of joy began to emerge on the fool''s face, moving as if dancing. "The humble fool sings~" She dered with a brighter smile than ever before. She illuminated the frenzy, drawing forth a joy that outshone even the moonlight. "Singing the song of one''s life" Through this heightened spirit, reminiscing about her memories, she plucked at the strings. "A beggar born from chaos, grasping at the salvation offered. A street thug, drunk on victory, bes a hero, then a king, whose journey I''ve witnessed and remembered..." A reflection on a life lived long, a series of fleeting images, a fairytale written from the perspective of a hero, a biography from the eyes of another. What it was called didn''t matter. Naming it was a luxury in a song meant to amplify the merriment of the celebration. "Yet, transforming it into a merry tune, fearing the passage of time, it lingers in this world longer than memories, passed from mouth to mouth~" Even those unaware of the song felt the excitement, sharing in its resonance with each other... Even without awareness, hoping to leave their mark in this world. "Oh King, I am your fool~ As I sing this song, I also reminisce about the glorious days we spent together..." -Ding-ling, Ding-ling! "...So even at this moment, I hope that the emptiness you feel, shaped by those memories, will be filled, and a smile will grace your lips once more." As the lyrics faded, the hands plucking at the strings lost their strength. The silence that followed was a stark contrast to the previous chaos, a silence that was deafening. Just one person. Among the blood-soaked bodies, only one man regained his senses, his face filled with terror. "Ah, aah...." Was that fear directed at himself? Or was it for what he had done in this scene? "...You''re trembling." Either way, it was unnecessary. Thinking so, the fool ced her slender fingers on the strings of the lute she held. "In a ce where you should be enjoying yourself, why do you worry?" "No, please..." "Let it go." -Ding-ling~ "Please, I beg of you..." "Release it." Ring-ring~ling~ring! "Ah, aah!!!" "If it can''t be undone, and youck the courage to face it, then running away can also be the right answer..." Sweet whispers intertwined with the music. Feeling his mind being consumed, the man was left with only one thought. "Eh! Hahaha!" Yes, this must be a dream. If not, burying it would be enough. Doing so would solve everything. Wow! The weapon in his hand eventually pierced his own throat, severing thest thread of life. As the convulsions of his fallen body subsided, the woman, drenched in blood, began to smile wider. "Hehe." As if to rece the apuse that should have followed her performance. "Ahahahahahahahaha~" Her voice grew stronger as sheughed heartily, arms outstretched, gazing at the lifeless faces before her. The worms had perished, their reason buried. Yet, their faces held pure delight. Even in death, having followed their desires without concern, their end was marked by undeniable joy. "See? Why suppress it? No matter the life, its culmination should be filled with joy and exhration.'''' In the depths of this wretched abyss, as one contemtes their existence, all anxieties and apprehensions fade away, and their journey concludes... If the quest for joy was the purpose of life, why was the culmination of desires seen as wicked? "To revel in the ecstasy of liberation, even to the point of utter devastation." Once more, a radiant grin graced the jester''s lips as she beheld the ghastly remnants. Darker and brighter. "Such things are undeniably ~" Whispering, she acknowledged that her own emotions, in empathy with their destiny, had reached a crescendo. Despite the ecstasy of pleasure, her heart sank into a deep abyss. Like the heat of a body that res up at the climax, only to cool down in an instant. For, as always, what followed liberation was an empty heart. -Ding. Yes, a desire that ended in an instant was trivial. No matter how passionate a once-in-a-lifetime indulgence might be. If it left nothing behind, what meaning did that act hold? -Ding-ling~ And so, she embarked on her journey. Seeking new audiences in every moment... Hoping that the intense pleasure that only awakened at life''s final curtain would continue endlessly in her travels. -Ding, crackle! Even if it too became a futile memory, she would weave together such tales like a patchwork. Hoping that one day it would be a story that pleased the master she served. -Crackle, crack! Over and over again. Endlessly echoing that monotonous period. -Bang!! The lute''s strings violently snapped under her hand, having been overused. She discarded it and slowly raised her gaze to the sky. Her eyes sharpened in the moonlight that bathed the crimson flowerbeds lining the streets. Desire, a fleeting me, burned within her. And she danced, danced until the night swallowed her whole. "I anticipate the forting days to be filled with amusement, witnessing those youngsters embrace fulfilling desires that align with the Lord''s intentions for them. Additionally, I am determined to impart proper conduct upon that individual." ¡ã¡ã¡ã In the Red district, a man strolled along the dimly lit streets, his footsteps echoing softly. Suddenly, he was halted in his tracks by an unexpected voice. "Hey, hold up for a moment." The man, known as the Jammer, tried to ignore the call and continue on his way unnoticed. Engaging in conversation here meant trouble, and he knew it all too well. But this time, he couldn''t avoid it. The voice persisted. "I told you to stop, you brat!" Annoyed by the Jammer''s indifference, the person behind the voice raised their tone. The Jammer wished desperately to part ways, but it seemed that was not an option. With a stern expression, the Jammer issued a warning, his voice filled with authority. "From this moment on, every word you speak will cost a life. Choose wisely. Now, leave." Just as the tension reached its peak, another voice shattered the silence, pushing the Jammer to his limit. "What do you think you''re doing, acting all tough..." In an instant, the Jammer sprang into action, utilizing his agility and speed to position himself behind the source of the voice. With a swift movement, he slit the yer''s throat, targeting the weakest spot in his armor. Blood sprayed from the wound, and in that moment, a glimmer of madness gleamed in the Jammer''s eyes. Cocking his head at an odd angle, he spoke to the remaining yers with a chilling tone. "Now it''s your turn to feel the hooky, hooky." What followed was a massacre, as the dark alley became a gruesome scene of decapitated bodies and spilled blood. Amidst the chaos, the Jammer stood, his presence a haunting reminder of the price one pays for crossing him. Chapter 97: Terrorist Attack The following morning, Noah emerged from his deep sleep and proceeded with his customary rituals before rendezvousing with Lilith. Together, they embarked on their journey towards the Sun guild, readying themselves for the task of patrolling the vibrant city square. As they reached the guild, Arion was nowhere to be found, as he had already embarked on a mission. However, a man by the name of Chrysler stepped forward and beckoned them to follow him. Without hesitation, theyplied, marking the beginning of their eventful first day on the mission. The Sunhold city square, usually a lively tapestry of bustling merchants and chattering locals, was now draped in an eerie stillness. The vibrant chaos that usually filled the air was reced by an unsettling calm. In the heart of the square, where the majestic fountain once danced and sang, a man stood motionless, casting a striking silhouette against the cloudless sky. He was not a street performer seeking attention, nor a deranged soul lost in madness. No, the intensity in his eyes and the tautness of his bowstring told a different tale. With every sinew of his muscles taut and determination etched upon his face, the man aimed, directing his arrow straight toward the zing sun. Noah and Lilith were looking at a fountain in front of their eyes. Not only Noah and Lilith but there around hundreds of people in the vicinity of the fountain. It was a popr tourist attraction, especially among youth. There were rumors that one could get their wish fulfilled by praying to the man aiming the bow at the sun. Of course, there was no truth in them, but this didn''t stop people from praying. Chrysler halted his steps, allowing Noah and Lilith to marvel at the magnificent statue that stood as a symbol of the city''s pride. The duo stood in awe, appreciating the artistry and craftsmanship that went into creating such a masterpiece. They did not engage in the tradition of making a wish, simply content to bask in the statue''s beauty. Suddenly, the system, which had remained silent for some time, broke its silence with a notification. A message appeared, presenting them with a new mission. [Ding! New Mission: Endure the next ordeal. Will you ept or not?] Noah furrowed his brow in confusion. This was the first time the system had issued a mission that gave them the choice to ept or decline. It was an unfamiliar and unsettling proposition. While Noah was contemting whether to ept or not he stopped asking the system a question. "What are the rewards?" [A system update and an Ego Weapon!] Noah''s eyes widened as he read the second part of the mission notification. The thought of receiving an Ego weapon as a reward made his heart skip a beat. The allure of such a powerful weapon was hard to resist, and Noah found himself salivating at the prospect. Despite his initial hesitation, Noah made up his mind and epted the mission. He recognized that with higher risks came higher rewards, and he couldn''t let go of such an enticing opportunity. The desire for strength and power outweighed any concerns he had about the ordeal that awaited him. ''''I ept!" [Ding! Commencing the Operation, the task willmence shortly!] Noah''s frown deepened as he observed the system''s actions, sensing that something was about to happen. His heightened awareness did not escape Lilith''s attention, who had been quietly observing him. "What''s wrong?" she asked, her face devoid of expression. Noah responded with a simplemand, "Remain vignt!" Although she couldn''t quiteprehend why Noah felt the need to issue this warning, Lilith rationalized that he must have his reasons. Trusting his judgment, she made the conscious decision to stay alert, just in case. Noah felt a chilling sensation run down his spine, triggering an instinctual rm within Lilith and Chrysler. Their heightened senses screamed a warning just moments before it happened. BOOM! The deafening explosion shook the entire area, its force shattering the man aiming the bow at the sun statue and causing the ground to quake. In an instant, a terrifying mushroom cloud engulfed the region, leaving no time for tourists and stall owners to react. The cries of the victims were abruptly cut short by the overwhelming power of the explosion. Just moments before, the hearts of the tourists had been filled with joy and love, as they made wishes at the mermaid fountain. The stall owners had been expressing gratitude to their customers while serving their signature dishes. The atmosphere had been light and cheerful, but now... In their worst nightmares, they could never have fathomed that visiting the famous fountain would lead to such devastation. The pain they experienced before their deaths was unimaginable. The explosion targeted the very essence of their genes before obliterating them, inflicting suffering not unlike that of a nuclear st. Regardless of one''s strength, there was no time to react or defend against such an overwhelmingly powerful explosion. Noah shielded a young boy from the explosion, Lilith did the same, and Chrysler did as well, they quickly evacuated the survivors. A figure emerged from the opposite direction, extending his arms wide. Jammer, the man, stroked his chin contemtively, surveying his surroundings. The once-living bodies are now reduced to charred remains by the unexpected st. The terrified mob fled frantically, their actions resembling those of the insane. A smile crept across his face as he observed them. "I have granted the gift of purification to those fortunate enough to live under the shelter of the Almighty. May their transgressions be forgiven. Amen!" "Why did you do that?" Chrysler demanded angrily, his face contorted with rage, as he conjured a golden spear. The Jammer merely tilted his head to the side in response. "Who dares to judge me, a sinner who is not under the guidance of the True God?" The Jammer''s menacing voice sent a shiver down Noah and Lilith''s spines, causing them to hesitate in their steps. Even the Master rank Chrysler was temporarily frozen, recognizing the potential danger presented by the Jammer''s strength. This revtion spelled trouble for the group, but Noah was determined to survive. He held an unwavering faith in the system, a creation of his mother. He believed that the system wouldn''t present him with an impossible challenge. No matter what, he would persevere and make it through. Suddenly, the Jammer extended his arms wide and muttered under his breath. "Behold the immense power bestowed upon me by the Almighty!" His face twisted grotesquely as his eyes turned red with blood. "Please judge these sinners forever!" A radiant light emanated from his body, apanied by a faint melody that reached Noah and the others'' ears. Ding-a-ling! Their bodies rebelled against their ownmands, refusing to obey. "Was there another one?" This thought echoed in the minds of all present. In that moment, the Jammer''s extraordinary ability fully manifested itself. His ''unique skill'' was a force to be reckoned with, requiring knowledge to confront. It possessed an unfathomable power capable of shaking the very foundation of this world. [Status Window Interference] A non-conventional ability that disrupted status windows within a specific range, temporarily rendering them useless and impairing consciousness. The Jammer earned his moniker due to this unparalleled capability, solidifying his belief in being a chosen disciple of the Absolute God. In his presence, it mattered not whether one was a superhuman or an ordinary individual. One by one, those who hade to aid found themselves frozen in ce, then copsing helplessly. Noah, Chrysler, and Lilith were not exempt from this fate. Thud- In a matter of moments, every superhuman present sumbed to the same fate. "Amen." It was not a matter of ipetence. The interference of their status windows proved to be an overwhelmingly unfair advantage. Noah''s consciousness sank, and before his eyelidspletely closed, he could have sworn to see a white-haired woman holding a lute walk towards them with a smile. Her ethereal beauty was captivating, and her presence seemed to emanate a sense of tranquility. As she approached, the woman gracefully strummed the lute, producing a melodic tune that echoed through the air. The music seemed to transcend time and space, filling Noah''s mind with a soothing sensation. It was as if the melody carried a message from a distant realm. The woman''s eyes sparkled with wisdom, and her smile revealed a deep understanding of the mysteries of the universe. Noah felt drawn to her, as if she held the key to unlocking the secrets hidden within his own consciousness. Without uttering a word, the white-haired woman extended her hand towards Noah, inviting him to join her in a journey of self-discovery. Intrigued and filled with a sense of curiosity, Noah reached out and grasped her hand. Instantly, Noah''s surroundings transformed. He found himself in a serene garden, bathed in golden sunlight. The flowers bloomed with vibrant colors, and the air was filled with the sweet fragrance of nature. The woman continued to y her lute, and each note seemed to weave a new chapter in Noah''s unfolding story. Together, they embarked on a voyage through Noah''s memories, dreams, and aspirations. They explored the depths of his fears and insecurities, unraveling theyers of his consciousness. With each step, Noah gained a deeper understanding of himself and the world around him. Time seemed to lose its meaning as Noah delved into the recesses of his mind, guided by the white-haired woman''s gentle presence. She encouraged him to embrace his truest self, to acknowledge his strengths and confront his weaknesses. Out of nowhere, a sense of unease washed over Noah as he realized that something was amiss. The presence of the system had vanished, leaving him feeling unsettled. In a desperate attempt to break free from this unsettling feeling, Noah cried out twice, his voice echoing through the air. "Release me from this torment!" As if in response to his plea, the world shattered into pieces, snapping Noah back into reality. Standing before him was a woman with flowing white hair, her expression tinged with surprise. Atst, Noah grasped the truth behind their assants - they were none other than demons. "As expected, you are truly the son of the Spear of Destruction," she remarked, before swiftly rendering him unconscious once more. Chapter 98: Torture A hugeboratory in the underground is an awe-inspiring sight. As you step into this vast underground space, you are greeted by towering walls made of solid rock and reinforced steel. Theboratory stretches out as far as the eye can see, with rows upon rows of state-of-the-art equipment and workstations. The air is crisp and sterile, maintained at the perfect temperature and humidity to support various scientific experiments. Powerful venttion systems hum softly in the background, ensuring a constant flow of fresh air and preventing any buildup of fumes or odors. Theboratory is divided into different sections, each dedicated to a specific field of research. In one corner, you find a section dedicated to gics, with scientists diligently studying DNA sequences and manipting genes. Nearby, a team of chemists work diligently in a fully-equipped chemistryb, conducting experiments and synthesizing newpounds. Moving further into the depths of theboratory, youe across a vast array of high-tech machinery. Massive particle elerators whir and hum, propelling subatomic particles at incredible speeds to unlock the secrets of the universe. Advanced electron microscopes provide unprecedented views of the atomic and molecr structures, allowing scientists to delve deeper into the mysteries of matter. The undergroundboratory also houses a specialized containment area, where dangerous and highly infectious pathogens are studied under strict safety protocols. Scientists in hazmat suits meticulously handle samples and conduct experiments in isted chambers, ensuring the utmost caution and security. Throughout theboratory, researchers and scientists work tirelessly, coborating on groundbreaking projects and pushing the boundaries of scientific knowledge. The atmosphere is one of focused intensity, as the pursuit of discovery and innovation drives everyone forward. Despite being hidden beneath the surface, theboratory is well-equipped with modern amenities. Comfortable break areas provide scientists with a space to rx and recharge, while a cafeteria offers nourishment to sustain them through long hours of research. In this vast undergroundboratory, scientific exploration knows no bounds. It is a ce where new frontiers are constantly being explored, and where the future of science is being shaped. Deep within the depths of this subterranean research facilityy a ndestine chamber, shrouded in secrecy. Few were privy to its existence, and even fewer possessed knowledge of its concealed entrance separate from the main edifice. Unbeknownst to many, Jammer discreetly transported an unconscious young man into this covert chamber, delivering him into the hands of its enigmatic inhabitants. Meanwhile, the Jester harbored intentions of subjecting the old man''s granddaughter to a peculiar test of sorts. ¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã He came to with a thudding headache, eyes closed against the dull pain. The back of his skull throbbed like a whore''s heart; he bit out a curse and moved his hand to inspect the damage ¨C except that it didn''t move. Something was restraining his arms. His legs, too, were immobilized, as he noticed when he tried to get up. To get up... so he was lying prone. The violent hum of electricity streaking through the air assaulted his battered head, calling forth a grimace of agony. A steady dripping echoed all around him, but it seemed toe from a single source. A runny tap, or a leak in the roof. How long had he been out cold? His lips were parched and hunger growled in his stomach. He cracked open his eyes to better perceive how deep in shit he was. ckness continued to engulf him. A tremor of panic vibrated in his core. He was blind, sightless, motionless, restrained. He was as good as dead, amb awaiting ughter. Poultry breathing itsst lungful before the bloodied knife would steal it forever more. That slight tremor increased in intensity until he physically shook in time with it. It''s all a dream, all a dream. Only a nightmare. I''ll wake up any second now. Just a dream. Not real, not real. Not real! He tried to wrench his arms free and felt narrow straps dig into his flesh. He cried out in pain and kept battering at the straps with his forearms. They sawed in deeper and drew blood, but he was too far gone to notice it. His every instinct forced him to fight this unseen enemy, to escape these bonds, to run free once again. He snapped his head back, the impact dizzying him for a moment. He hit the metallic table again and again with the back of his head, pounding away at his restraints. He yelled out, a shout mingled with fury and panic. The stuffy air invaded his mouth, causing him to gag. How hadn''t he noticed before? The metallic scent of blood mixed with the stench of excretion, like fingers of decay forcing their way down his throat and lodging in his heart. His strength was beginning to ebb; his poundings came at longer intervals; his feet beat the painstakingly slow rhythm of a burial march. He drew in ragged breath after another, inviting the foul fingers back down his throat again and again ¨C a demented adult film of sickening proportions. A squeak from rusty hinges; someone wasing in ¨C or going out, he realized. They were leaving him there to die of hunger and thirst. ''No! No, no, no, no! Why? What have I done? Let me be free, let me be free!'' He tried to cry for help, but his throat was raw from shouting and his lips were long-deprived of liquid; a gasp bubbled from his lips instead. The distinct sound of swishing cloth reached his ears. It wasing closer. Closer, closer, and then past him, the faint footsteps receding into the other direction. "Come... ba-..." he croaked as loud as he could. "No... Don''t..." He listened for an excruciating moment. They weren''ting back. They had left him to rot, to die in the darkness. They had left him hanging over the open maw of Satan, suspended from chains. His tortured throat let out a pathetic cry as he attacked his bonds with the remainder of his strength. He would get free, he would. He''d escape. He''d walk in the sun again. See that girl again. Lilith... He thrust upwards with every muscle he had, gritting his teeth when the straps tightened around his form, trying to ovee his captivity. He could feel the joinings groan in strain and he pushed harder. Hope. It existed. Just a little more... A few inches. One of the joinings popped out of its socket, cleanly as a twisted arm. He clenched his teeth harder. A few more and he''d be free. "Hey Doc, it seems our patient is awake," Someone said above him, her voice brimming with excitement. A set of dragging footsteps echoed into his struggles. A doctor? They''d set him free. They''ll help me. Trust the doctors, doctors help. They do. Help. Help! He let his aching body copse onto the metallic surface, breathing heavily. The footsteps had stopped. He heard soft breathing. Something nudged his hip painfully, a questioning prod from the shadows; he shirked away from the sadistic touch the best he could. "Hmm. It does seem so." This voice was crisp and cool, all warmth drained by ack ofpassion. He wasn''t sure if the speaker could even be human. "Well, let us gaze upon his visage." The implications of this request hadn''t the time to register in his mind before a hard fist wrenched the rough bag from his head, ripping out some of his hair in the process. He cried out as bright illumination wormed its way through his eyes and into his brain, eating away at his nerves, biting them raw. Blistering scabs were ripped open inside his head as the parasitic rays of light feasted upon his flesh, ying him bloody from the inside. Through the haze of agony, he heard the two voices conferring above his prone form. "-ugliest motherfucker I''ve seen in a while." The inhumane voice answered to the female, "Who are we to judge? They all look the same on the inside with all this useless covering gone. Take away all the decorations and we''re all as ugly. We hide demons devoid of conscience inside ourselves; we keep them hidden in the secretive corners of our hearts, livers, and lungs. It''s our job to bring them into daylight, to let them burn in the purge of the illumination. Which is exactly what he must be going through now." The cold voice grew an edge of lust. "His hidden demons are contorted in spasms of agony as we speak. They twist and writhe in time with the physical spasms of his body. See him squirm and groan! That is his darker side answering to the caress of light." He gasped and groaned, eyes rolled back into his head. He tried to close his eyes, but someone was keeping them open. Froth danced on his lips, and his whole form shivered in faint spasms, all the fight gone from him. Sweet oblivion slowly epted him into its grim grasp; his body went limp. Chapter 99: Awaken Within the confines of a dwelling nestled in the heart of Sunhold city, a young womany slumbering on the floor. Her locks, as white as freshly fallen snow, framed her peaceful face. This individual was none other than Lilith Evangelion, who, much like Noah, had also been abducted. Lilith found herself in this ce due to the actions of the Jester, who wasfortably seated in a chair, deeply engrossed in a book. Upon observing signs that Lilith was on the verge of awakening, the Jester swiftly tucked her book aside and retrieved her lute. "Let''s begin!" she eximed, striking the first note on her lute with a resonant "Ding~". Lilith, propelled to her feet as if she were a puppet controlled by unseen strings, fixed the Jester with a re that was icier than her customary demeanor. Had it not been for the instinctive reaction of her body to freeze in the presence of a formidable adversary, she might have lunged at the Jester, aiming to rend her throat with ferocity. "Wow! Scary," the Jestermented, her toneced with amusement as she idly twirled a strand of her white hair. "For someone who usually keeps her emotions under wraps, you''re certainly giving off a terrifying vibe right now." The moment the jester caught sight of Lilith, she began to grasp the essence of this young girl''s character, hidden beneath her icy demeanor. The decision to keep her close, rather than send her away, was driven by a deep-seated curiosity. The nce Lilith had thrown Noah''s way before losing consciousness had intrigued the jester, leading her to ponder the range of emotions Lilith might disy when exposed to the sound of her lute. What feelings would surface? What did she yearn for? These questions fueled the jester''s curiosity,pelling her to retain Lilith''s presence. Now, it was time to uncover those mysteries. "...I feel an intense craving from you little girl," the Jester said as her red eyes bore into Lilith making her shiver. Just like she did in the alley with the thugs. "Embracing one''s desires is a virtue. Please, enlighten me. What is the greatest desire that consumes you in this very moment?" -Ding-ling~ As she skillfully manipted the lute''s strings, the enchanting melody amplified the spectators'' feelings,pelling them towards motion. At this moment, though, only Lilith stood as the sole audience. The harmonious sounds touched the very core of Lilith''s being, and Crack! It was as if something imprisoned within her was on the verge of liberation. Lilith''s head drooped, resembling a puppet suddenly bereft of its controlling strings. The Jester remained unfazed by the transformation before her. With calm precision, she plucked another string of her lute, the note hanging in the air,manding attention. "Now tell me, what is your greatest desire?" she asked, her voice carrying a mix of curiosity and authority. Finally, Lilith lifted her gaze once more, but this time her expression was empty. The Jester immediately sensed that something was amiss. Suddenly, a deafening explosion rocked the surroundings, propelling Lilith''s body into the air. In an instant, she appeared older and more refined, her hair now shimmering silver and her amber eyes disying a mesmerizing kaleidoscope. From her elevated position, she looked down upon the Jester with an air of superiority. "Do you wish to know my deepest desire?" Lilith arrogantly proimed. The Jester found herself involuntarily nodding in response, a sense of dread enveloping her. How could it be that a young girl, who had yet to reach the Expert Rank, could instill fear in a Master like herself? It was a peculiar situation, but the Jester''s instincts told her that she needed to escape from this ce immediately. There was something about this entity that reminded her of her master, the Demon Lord. Unfazed by the Jester''s inner turmoil, the mature Lilith continued, "You see, I am an incredibly possessive woman. You should not have meddled with my beloved." With a snap of her fingers, the Jester''s lute shattered into pieces, disappearing along with the hand that held it. The abruptness of the act left the Jester stunned, unable to react. In the next moment, she was consumed by excruciating pain. Before she could utter a cry, the mature Lilith silenced her with a gesture, cing a finger to her lips. The Jester''s eyes filled with terror, realizing at that moment that she had made a grave mistake. She should never have toyed with this entity. "I am pressed for time, you see. It would be wise for you to tell me what I desire, as it may spare you a more agonizing death," the mature Lilith dered, the swirling kaleidoscope within her eyes sending shivers down the Jester''s spine. Frantically, the Jester nodded in response. "Good," the mature Lilith replied with a satisfied smirk. The two engaged in a brief conversation before, with a snap of her fingers, they vanished and reappeared in the slums, standing before a particr building. "Is this the ce?" Lilith inquired, her gaze fixed on the dpidated structure. "Yes! This is the headquarters of the Bloody Gang. Underneath the basement, you''ll find a teleportation device that can take you to your desired location," the pale Jester exined, her voice trembling slightly. The atmosphere grew tense as men with fierce expressions emerged, patrolling the streets. Their brazen disy of weapons, daggers, and studded clubs, revealed thewlessness that prevailed in this area. The symbol of the Bloody Gang emzoned on their chests heightened the sense of danger. "Who are you? Do you know whose territory this is?" one of the gang members demanded, his voiceced with menace. "If you''re here, you''ve got to pay a toll. Hand over everything you''ve got... Wait a minute." The realization dawned upon them. It was the Bloody Gang! The lower-ranked members of the criminal organization soon noticed the mature Lilith and the Jester, their expressions shifting to wicked grins. "Hehehe, who do we have here? Women, is it?" "They don''t look like simple streetwalkers... Hehehe. Well, let''s strip them and see if they''re any fun. I''ll take the one with only one arm, I want to y with her petite body." "Hehehe! Look at them? They look like bugs, isn''t that right?" the mature Lilith asked, her head cocked to the side. The Jester nodded frantically, not daring to say otherwise. Unlike the Jester, who was sweating coldly with a premonition, they confidently stepped towards them. "Hehehe, what are those guys saying?" One of the men asked, his voice filled with amusement. "Hey, enough. Obediently do as you were told. Or else..." the babbling man warned. Thud. The sound of a man falling to the ground silenced the babbling man''s mouth. The Jester froze in her tracks, a chilling sensation washing over her. The man turned around, his eyes widening in shock. He couldn''tprehend the reality unfolding before him. "Uh...?" he muttered, his eyes bulging. The Jester must have worn the same expression on her face. Although she had prepared herself for the inevitability of death, a sense of bewilderment rather than fear overcame her as she witnessed the unfolding events before her. To her astonishment, the man she had pointed at suddenly lost his head. There were no visible signs of a cut, no traces of burns, or any other exnations. In the blink of an eye, while the Jester''s vision was blurred by the falling rain, his head vanished into thin air, causing his body to copse. A gush of blood erupted from the severed neck as if nature itself was rushing to fill the void left by the missing head. But even this gruesome sight appeared strangely ordinary in the chaos. It was as though the natural order of things sought to upy a space that had been previously obstructed. With a dull thud, the lifeless body hit the ground, convulsing in its final moments, unaware of its own demise, as if its nerves and heart still clung to a semnce of life. "Heh." Standing behind the Jester, observing the carnage, was the mature Lilith. "Hehe, I have taken their lives." The woman, who had in two with a mere gesture, began to chuckle softly in the Jester''s ear. What just happened? Shouldn''t there be visible distortions or some noise before casting a spell¡­? Was that truly magic? What kind of absurdity is this? The Jester was too focused onprehending what was happening to entertain the mature Lilith, she had to understand this power to formte an escape n. ''''Shall we head deeper?" The mature Lilith asked but before the Jester could respond a voice cut in. ''''What''s happening?" Screams were heard, and people from outside the alley started to converge here. They were probably members of the organization stationed nearby. All armed with menacing weapons, they began to grimace upon seeing the emblem of their organization on the two fallen bodies. "Did you kill these guys!?" "Be prepared¨C" Before their warning could finish, their bodies slump. The heads of those next to them vanished before their eyes, and blood spurted out, leaving them with dumbfounded expressions. They couldn''tprehend this phenomenon of heads disappearing without a trace. "Annoying, ah." But she didn''t give them a chance to understand. Chapter 100: The Witch of Destruction "Be prepared¨C" Before their warning could finish, their bodies slump. The heads of those next to them vanished before their eyes, and blood spurted out, leaving them with dumbfounded expressions. They couldn''tprehend this phenomenon of heads disappearing without a trace. "Annoying, ah." But she didn''t give them a chance to understand. Just as they obstructed her sole purpose of aplishing her mission and returning. Click. With a flick of her fingers, the gazes of those surrounding her instantly lowered. No one dropped to their knees or bowed their heads. The very ground beneath their feet vanished. And with it, their legs that had once stood firmly on that ground. "Aaaahhh!" In an instant, all the legs vanished and blood gushed forth from the void, filling the air with cries of anguish. "Ah, aah! What''s happening? Where are my legs...?" "Silence." Click! Once again, her finger snapped, and the screams vanished into thin air. As if she were harvesting and casting aside bundles of wheat with a sickle. The faces of those who were lifting their heads in agony where the ground had vanished disappeared in a single stroke. St! Whoosh! Fountains of blood erupted where the screams had ceased. It all washed away in the rain, staining the earth below. In the puddles filled with muddy blood, the decapitated and limbless bodies began to convulse with post-mortem spasms. "Um, um, you there." In the midst of a scene teeming with the horror of death, she showed no interest. Her gaze had already shifted from them to the towering structure ahead... The headquarters of the criminal organization we had originally targeted loomed in her vision. "T-this is taking too long. I-I don''t think it''s good... Can I do it?" A soft voice spoke just as the Jester became aware of it. But the situation was unfolding so rapidly that she couldn''t grasp her words. What did she mean by "Do it?" The Jester couldn''tprehend what had transpired until that moment; what was she nning to do now? She was even more unhinged than her. "You mentioned it was in the basement, right?" Mature Lilith asked the Jester, seeking an answer. But the Jester was too consumed by her own thoughts to respond. "If you won''t answer, I''ll take matters into my own hands..." Interpreting the Jester''s silence as permission amidst the chaos, she snapped her fingers once more. And just like that, everything was gone. The people, the building, everything that once upied that space vanished without a trace from this world. The survivor let out a startled exmation, realizing that he was the only one left amidst the disappearance of the criminal organization''s building. Confusion and fear filled his voice as he tried toprehend the situation and the whereabouts of the others. But before he could fully process what was happening, the Jester closed in on him, looking down with a smile. "Oh, there''s still a survivor? How interesting," she remarked. The survivor, frightened and injured, warned her not toe any closer. But his plea was cut short as blood gushed from his hand, seemingly severed without him feeling any pain. He stared in disbelief at the empty space where his hand used to be. Ignoring his distress, the Jester remained relentless. The mature Lilith demanded to know the location of the basement rumored to be beneath the organization. "Tell me, where is the basement?" she asked, her voice heavy with anticipation. "What... what is...? Aaah!" "The cer..." With every mention of ''cer,'' a limb vanished. First, the arm, then the side, followed by the shoulder... "Where is the entrance to the cer?" And then, the moment her finger pointed towards his head. "Aaah! Stop... stop it! I''ll talk, there is indeed a cer, so cease now!" The survivor, left with only his chest and head, screamed in horror. Can he even be called alive anymore? With just his mouth left open, he is soon to be no different from the lifeless bodies in that pool. "So, there truly is a cer?" She, gazing down at the man in such a horrifying state, withdrew her curiosity from the scene with a bitter smile on her face. "So if I go there, it''s over, and you''re worthless now?" "What... what?" Ssh! In an instant, her finger snapped and his head disappeared. The remaining body copsed with a thud, and soon, only silence filled the area. That was the end. The headquarters of the Bloody Gang and all its memberspletely wiped out from this world. If you''re wondering why Lilith, now mature, went through all those troubles instead of simply asking the Jester for help, the answer is quite simple. It was because it amused her, and more importantly, it allowed the Jester to experience true terror. Lilith wanted the Jester to feel utterly helpless and overwhelmed with fear. And indeed, the Jester was afraid. The thought of escape hadpletely vanished from her mind. All she wanted now was to learn as much as she could from this monstrous being and perhaps leave a message for her organization, warning them to never underestimate this young girl. She may have temporarily gained ess to this power, but it still belonged to her. It was her future form, her true form. ''So, this is the Witch of Destruction? a ss that truly suits her. I must leave behind some words of advice,'' the Jester thought to herself. She had discreetly started recording the events, carefully nning where to hide the recording so that her organization could retrieve it safely. The Jester knew that her time was running out. She would inevitably meet her end at the hands of the mature Lilith. This was an unchangeable fact, and she hade to ept it. Out of nowhere, the grown-up Lilith, who was confidently striding ahead, abruptly halted in her tracks. She swiftly pivoted her head towards the Jester, causing thetter''s body to involuntarily stiffen. In that fleeting moment, a wave of uncertainty washed over her as she pondered whether her covert act of recording Lilith had been exposed. However, a sigh of relief escaped her lips as she heard the words that flowed from the lips of the mature Lilith. "What does fear signify?" questioned the experienced Lilith. While an odd inquiry, the Jester opted to provide a response. Some textbook answers. ''''Fear is a powerful emotion that''s wired into us from a very basic level. It''s a primal response to danger, alerting us to something that could potentially cause harm. This threat can be physical, like a speeding car, or emotional, like the fear of public speaking. Here''s a breakdown of what fear is: *Function: Fear''s main purpose is to keep us safe. It triggers a fight-or-flight response, giving us the adrenaline surge we need to react quickly to danger. *Physiology: When we feel fear, our bodies go into high alert. Our heart rate and breathing increase, blood sugar spikes, and muscles tense up. This prepares us to either confront the threat or escape from it. *Experience: Fear can feel very unpleasant. It can manifest as a feeling of dread, nervousness, or anxiety. Sometimes it can even lead to physical symptoms like sweating, nausea, or dizziness. Fear is a normal and healthy emotion. It helps us avoid danger and survive. However, when fear bes overwhelming or unreasonable, it can turn into a phobia.'''' ''''Your responses are dull, providing only textbook answers. However, I must admit that what you said was not incorrect. Fear can manifest itself in various ways. Despite my outward calmness, I must confess that I am feeling afraid.'''' This statement left the Jester utterly astonished, her mouth gaping wide in disbelief. Undeterred, the mature Lilith nonchntly shrugged her shoulders as she pressed on with her thoughts. "You see, my fear lies in the possibility of losing Noah, while your fear stems from the apprehension of not leaving behind a cautionary message for your organization," she dered, her gaze fixed on the concealed recording drone nestled within the Jester''s right pocket. As these words hung in the air, a sudden chill coursed down the Jester''s spine, sending shivers of unease throughout her entire being. The Jester''s voice quivered with disbelief and realization as she took a step back, her mind reeling from the revtion. "No way... How... How did you know? Have you been pretending not to notice all along?" she stuttered, the weight of the truth sinking in. In that moment, she understood that everything was lost. From the very beginning, she had never stood a chance against this person. She had unknowingly yed into the hands of this woman, a cruel irony that now became painfully clear. The Jester''s original n had been to secretly record the mature Lilith. As she reached the basement and stepped into the teleportation device, her intention was for the record drone to send the video to her cloud, automatically uploading it for others to see. However, unbeknownst to the Jester, the mature Lilith had detected the record drone from the very beginning. She swiftly isted it in a separate space, rendering it useless. Even if they were to get closer to the teleportation device, it would never work as intended. Feeling dejected, the Jester expressed her frustration and resignation. She remarked, "You are very cruel." In response, the mature Lilith replied, "Thank you for thepliment. You deserve much for meddling with someone you shouldn''t have. If it weren''t for the fact that I''m running out of time and that the current vessel is not strong enough, I would have paid a visit to your headquarters and caused chaos to quell my rage. s, I will leave that task to the two youngsters." Chapter 101: Furious Lilith and her Plan Feeling dejected, the Jester expressed her frustration and resignation. She remarked, "You are very cruel." In response, the mature Lilith replied, "Thank you for thepliment. You deserve much for meddling with someone you shouldn''t have. If it weren''t for the fact that I''m running out of time and that the current vessel is not strong enough, I would have paid a visit to your headquarters and caused chaos to quell my rage. s, I will leave that task to the two youngsters." The mature Lilith descended to the basement. In the depths of the demolished Bloody Gang''s headquarters, the seasoned Lilith and the mischievous Jester ventured into the basement. Sunlight peeked through the narrow openings in the boarded-up windows, casting a haunting glow on the abandoned space. Dust particles swirled and twirled, creating a mesmerizing dance in the air, as if they were the only witnesses to the destion that once ruled this ce. As the creaking doorway swung open, a haunting sight greeted their eyes. The once bustling headquarters of the Bloody Gang had been reduced to a forgotten chamber of chaos. From floor to ceiling, shelves stood crooked and disheveled, their stolen treasures now strewn about in a tangled mess. Among the wreckage, broken toys, chipped figurines, and tarnished weaponsy discarded, a testament to the gang''s ill-gotten gains. The air grew heavy with the scent of decay as they ventured deeper into the basement. Ever the practical one, the Jester retrieved a batteredntern from his coat and ignited it, casting a feeble me that danced and flickered, painting eerie shadows across the dpidated surroundings. Undeterred, they pressed forward, navigating through abyrinth of toppled shelves and shattered furniture, the musty odor intensifying with each step. Finally, they emerged into a colossal chamber, where the true extent of the Bloody Gang''s operations came to light. This was no ordinary storage room. It was a grand hall, its lofty ceiling shrouded in darkness. Once pristine stone pirs now bore the marks of grime and dampness. In the center of the chamber, bathed in thentern''s eerie glow, a remarkable sight awaited them. Etched into the cold, gstone floory a mesmerizing magic circle. Its intricate design, a swirling convergence of arcane symbols and luminous runes, pulsed with a faint, ethereal light. It was undoubtedly a teleportation formation, meticulously crafted by someone with a connection to the supernatural. A surge of excitement coursed through the seasoned Lilith, while the Jester sumbed to a wave of despair, realizing her time hade, she wouldn''t probably survive once there arrived at the undergroundboratory. As the mature Lilith dragged the frozen Jester towards the teleportation formation, she exerted her willpower to make the Jester channel her mana into the formation. Together, they vanished from their current location and reappeared in the depths of an undergroundboratory where Noah was held captive. The relentless hum of the teleportation formation reached a crescendo, filling the air with an ominous energy. With a forceful push, Lilith propelled the trembling Jester towards the swirling portal. The Jester let out a primal growl, her breath forming icy clouds in the chilling atmosphere. Lilith''s grip on her arm tightened, her voice cutting through the tension like a de. "Stay calm. Death won''t im you so effortlessly." The Jester could only sigh helplessly. As the blinding radiance of the teleportation light subsided, Lilith and the Jester found themselves in a grand hall adorned with intricate tapestries and chandeliers. The unmistakable symbol of the teleportation formation was etched onto the polished marble floor. Before they could utter a single word, a swarm of guards charged towards them, their weapons raised in readiness. In a disy of terrifying power, Lilith snapped her fingers, causing a cascade of destruction. The guards were instantly transformed into a crimson mist, their life forces extinguished as Lilith effortlessly manipted the fabric of space around them. The Jester, her eyes devoid of emotion, merely observed the carnage unfold. She had witnessed such scenes countless times before, and the repeated exposure had rendered her numb to this. Helpless, she resigned herself to the role of a mere spectator - a fate befitting the weak. Lilith, in her prime, gracefully advanced, eliminating any obstacle that dared cross her path. Without hesitation, she obliterated any doors that dared to disturb her. Finally, she stood in front of a beautifully adorned ss door. On the other side of the ss, Noahy bound to a cold, unforgiving table, his condition evoking nothing but pity. A multitude of onlookers gathered around, their faces filled with anxious anticipation. However, the Jammer, the source of all this chaos, was nowhere to be found. It was in that moment, as Lilith''s eyes met Noah''s anguished gaze, that something deep within her snapped. The mature Lilith''s fury was a terrifying storm. A surge of power erupted from within her, manifesting as a swirling vortex of darkness. The kaleidoscope of colors in her eyes spun faster and faster, reflecting the turmoil within her soul. "You must have a death wish!" she eximed, her voice trembling with a mixture of anger and sorrow. As the crowd surrounding Noah watched in horror, their bodies began to disintegrate, particles vanishing into thin air. Confusion and fear filled the air, cries for help echoing through the room. "What is happening?" someone shouted, their voiceced with desperation. "Please, someone save us!" pleaded another, their words falling on deaf ears. Panic spread like wildfire, but there was no escape. One by one, their bodies disappeared, leaving behind only a haunting emptiness. It was a fate worse than death, a nightmaree to life. The Jester, once full of mischief and mirth, felt her legs give way beneath her. She had lost all will to live, praying for a swift end to her suffering, desperate not to meet the same gruesome fate as those before her. In a blink of an eye, the mature Lilith vanished from sight and reappeared right before the tightly bound Noah. With a snap of her fingers, the restraints holding him captive were released, and his body effortlessly levitated in the air. Noah''s gaze, still blurry and disoriented, locked onto the swirling kaleidoscope within Lilith''s eyes. "L... Lilith!" he stuttered, his voice filled with a mix of relief and disbelief. "Yes, it''s me, or at least a version of me," Lilith replied, her tone soothing and reassuring. "Rest now, Noah. Trust me and leave everything in my hands." As Lilith''s words washed over him, Noah felt an overwhelming warmth spread throughout his body, soothing his wounds and healing his pain. This mature Lilith seemed different from the Lilith he had known, but in that moment, it didn''t matter. With a sense of aplishment and relief, Noah surrendered to the embrace of sleep, knowing that he had fulfilled the mission set by the system. After gentlyying Noah down and ensuring he wasfortable, the mature Lilith turned her attention towards the Jester. The light in her eyes had vanished, leaving behind a hollow gaze. A mischievous chuckle escaped the mature Lilith''s lips, finding amusement in the situation. This was all part of her n, and she knew it was time to move forward with the next step. Time was running out, and she needed to act swiftly. The mature Lilith had taken precautions to disable all security measures upon entering the area. By doing so, she ensured that no one on the other floors would be alerted to the situation ande to provide reinforcement. Additionally, she left behind a deliberate trail, knowing that it would catch the attention of the members from the Sun guild. She was confident that they would soon be rushing to this location. With everything falling into ce, the mature Lilith only needed to add a few finishing touches to solidify her n. With a flick of her head, the mature Lilith directed her prating gaze towards a specific direction, effortlessly bypassing a metal door to focus on someone hiding behind it. The man concealed behind the door was none other than the Jammer himself. ''''Found you, little Mickey!" As Lilith addressed him, her words dripping with a mix of amusement and malice, a wave of fear washed over the Jammer. His soul seemed to tremble within his body, almost on the verge of escaping. The Jammer had been away on a short errand, and upon his return, he bore witness to the unfolding events through the surveince monitors. His initial instinct was to escape and report what he had seen, but to his dismay, he realized that the space around him was locked, trapping him within. Panic coursed through his veins as he desperately tried to contact anyone for assistance, only to discover that all means ofmunication had been severed. In a state of sheer terror, the Jammer sought refuge behind a small bunker, desperately hoping to remain unnoticed by the monstrous figure before him. However, even this small glimmer of hope was swiftly extinguished as the mature Lilith locked her piercing gaze upon him. "Shit!" Chapter 102: Wrapping things up In a state of sheer terror, the Jammer sought refuge behind a small bunker, desperately hoping to remain unnoticed by the monstrous figure before him. However, even this small glimmer of hope was swiftly extinguished as the mature Lilith locked her piercing gaze upon him. "Shit!" With amanding gesture, the mature Lilith beckoned with her hands, causing the fabric of space to contort behind the Jammer. In a sudden and violent twist, he was forcefully expelled from his hiding ce, only to realize with a jolt of dread that his jamming abilities were rendered useless against this formidable creature. Helpless and vulnerable, he was then presented before the mature Lilith, who peered down at him, her smile dripping with satisfaction. As a surge of terror coursed through his veins, the Jammer''s body convulsed uncontrobly, eliciting a cascade of goosebumps. "Let''s see, how shall I torment you?" The mature Lilith mused, her face contorted in contemtion. With a swift motion, she tapped her left hand onto her right, as if sealing a twisted decision. "Ah, I have an idea! Let''s subject you to a myriad of agonies," she dered, her smile turning sharine but oozing with a sinister aura that sent shivers down the Jammer''s spine. With a mere flick of her hand, the Jammer was whisked away to a realm where a myriad of agonizing experiences awaited him. A sharp pain gued both of his knees, forcing them to constantly shift the Jammer''s body weight from one side to the other in the desperate hope of finding some temporary relief. The pain became disorienting and it started to affect his judgment, but despite this or perhaps due to this he still continued onward. He paused for a moment and contemted every answer to this pain, weighing each option and trying to find the best one. Tried as he might it seemed impossible to rxpletely. The Jammer was unable to block out the pain entirely. The next thing the Jammer knew was he was sent somewhere else, experiencing a new pain. Blood seeped from the Jammer''s wound and sweat dripped down their forehead. He felt a dull pain, but it was surely numbed by the adrenaline pumping through his veins. His mind raced, half panicked half determined. There must be an answer to this pain, there must be a way to make it stop. For a moment they focused on the pain, honing in on every sensation. Where it came from, how badly it hurt and how badly they wanted it to stop. His entire body was trembling now. Weak and exhausted it costed him all his remaining strength to not be crazy. With another flick of the mature Lilith fingers, he was sent into a wood this time. A flicker in the depths, a cracking of wood, and suddenly he was confronted with a foul entity of blood and fury. Two bleak eyes stare at him with a staggering energy, and another flicker rushes from its crooked mouth in unfathomable agony. Dark tendrils adorns its blubbery head, which itself is scarred all over. Toxic smog escapes the creature''s slim nostrils set within a bony nose. Its blubbery head sits atop a lofty, skeletal body. Scars cover nearly every inch of it, perhaps a remnant of even stranger times. The creature dashes forward, its two legs easily carry its shadowy body with a harrowing energy. A pair of stunted wings unfurl to their full extent, revealing shadowy bones and engulfing mes that reach skyward, amplifying the creature''s intimidating presence. Its gaze fixates on the Jammer, contorting its face into a horrifying grimace. Without warning, the demon springs into action, relentlessly pursuing the fleeing Jammer. The demon''s agile movements defy its grotesque appearance as it effortlessly maneuvers through the air, closing the distance between itself and the Jammer with rming speed. Its wings beat with a thunderous roar, creating gusts of wind that whip through the surrounding area, further heightening the sense of impending danger. As the demon draws closer, the mes surrounding its wings grow brighter and hotter, casting an eerie glow that casts long, dancing shadows on the ground below. The intense heat emanating from the mes causes the air to shimmer and distort, warping the very fabric of reality around the creature. With every step the Jammer takes, the demon''s relentless pursuit intensifies. Its eyes glow with an unholy light, fixated on its prey with an unyielding determination. The demon''s grimace twists into a sadistic smile, revealing rows of razor-sharp teeth that glisten in the fiery light. The Jammer''s heart pounds in their chest as they struggle to outpace the relentless demon. Fear courses through their veins, fueling their desperate attempts to escape. But no matter how fast they run or how many twists and turns they take, the demon remains hot on their heels, its presence an ever-present threat. The chase continues, the demon''s ominous presence casting a shadow over the Jammer''s every move. The creature''s relentless pursuit seems to defy all logic and reason, as if driven by a malevolent force beyondprehension. He endured numerous afflictions, the torment became unbearable, and ultimately, the Jammer made the difficult decision to surrender. ''''My body is broken, I can feel it. Weak, crushed and beyond repair. Surely this is the end, surely there''s noing back from this. No, it can''t be, it musn''t be. At least I''m lyingfortably. And it''ll be over soon, I just have toy here and wait for the end. It''ll be over soon, I''m sure of it. There must be something I can do. Anything. I want to live, I need to live. Come on,e on, I can''t die like this. How can I get out of this mess? There must be a way out, there has to be. I can''t think straight anymore, everything''s bing a blur. I shouldy down, let the blood flow back to my brain. Yes, I willy down. This''ll help me figure out how to make it out or at the very least it''ll save my energy until somebody finds me. Surely somebody will find me soon. This is it, isn''t it? I''m going to die, I know it now. Oh god, I''m going to die right here, all alone. I don''t want to die, I don''t want to die. There''s too much.. There''s too many people.. I don''t want to die. Everything is hazy, I can''t make sense of it all. I feel light-headed, but my head''s too heavy to lift. The irony. This is not the time. I must close my eyes, I can''t take this. I''m sorry.'''' The Jammer''s death was a slow, agonizing affair. Each breath seemed to echo his regret. Finally, after an eternity of suffering, he breathed hisst. His body was reduced to ash not to be usedter for reading the dead body. The Jester watched attentively, having grown apathetic to it all, finally surrendering. In a sudden turn of events, the mature Lilith materialized before the Jester, gently cing her hands on the jester''s forehead. With no opposition from the Jester, the mature Lilith proceeded confidently, knowing that all events had culminated to this precise moment, every detail meticulously orchestrated. She manipted the Jester''s memories to suit her desires, knowing from the start that she had no intention of killing the Jester. That''s why she had imed she would leave it to the two young ones. It would be foolish not to make use of such a valuable chess piece. The Jester would be sent back and used as a source of informationter on. Dealing with her wouldeter for Lilith. Mature Lilith needed to break down the emotional barriers of her enemies in order to imnt the seed of control and alter their memories. The leader would never suspect anything was amiss with the careful arrangement of mature Lilith. Every detail had been meticulously nned. With a snap of her fingers, she sent the Jester away, who wouldter awaken believing she had escaped from a terrifying monster and encountered a mysterious helper. The Jester had lost an arm and the Jammer had died. The only information she had on this individual was that they were the secret protectors nurtured by the Spear of Destruction and the Evangeline. It seemed they had ns for Lilith and Noah. This information would be enough to entice the demons into seeking more knowledge about this person. It would also lead them to discover the alliance between the Adler and the Evangeline, which was actually just a distraction to divert attention away from the true intentions. As everything fell into ce, the mature Lilith stumbled on her feet before copsing onto Noah''s body. The final touches were added, creating the illusion of a fierce and devastating battle that had taken ce. It seemed as though a mysterious guardian hade to the rescue, saving Lilith and Noah from certain doom before vanishing without a trace. Soon after, the guild leader of the Sun guild arrived, apanied by several staff members from Peerless Academy. They were taken aback by the sight of the destruction and the seemingly unharmed duo. It was clear to them that someone hade to their aid, but the identity of this mysterious helper remained a mystery. The guild leader and the staff members quickly concluded that Lilith and Noah had received assistance from a powerful and elusive ally. Chapter 103: First to wake up In the center of Sunhold lies the fabled Private Area, a cherished enve within the bustling city. Picture a grand stained ss window, its frame intricately carved from aged oak. Sunlight streams through, catching on the colored ss and transforming the scene within. Deep ruby reds be moltenva, glowing with an inner fire. Sapphire blues morph into a vibrant summer sky, flecked with wisps of golden sunlight. Emerald greens shimmer like a sunlit forest, dappled with light and shadow. The figures depicted in the ss seem toe alive. An angel, its wings a cascade of sapphire and gold, reaches out towards the viewer. A saint, cloaked in a robe of ruby red, gazes serenely upwards. The details, painstakingly crafted by a long-gone artist, are brought to life by the vibrant sunlight. As the sun moves across the sky, the colors dance and shift. The scene within the window bes a mesmerizing intery of light and color, a testament to the artistry of both the window''s creator and nature''s light show. This is beautiful mansion is Arion most pized possession. Sunlight, filtered through the magnificent stained ss window described, paints a kaleidoscope of colors across the plush carpeting of the bedroom. The centerpiece of the room is a queen-sized bed, beckoning with luxuriousfort. A high, carved mahogany headboard sweeps upwards, adorned with delicate floral designs that echo the stained ss motif. Crisp, white linens, embroidered with a subtle silver thread, are piled high on the mattress, inviting a restful night''s sleep. Beside the bed, a chaise longue upholstered in a rich emerald velvet ¨C the same shade as the sunlit forest in the window ¨C sits bathed in sunlight. A pile of silk cushions inplementary jewel tones like sapphire and ruby are arranged invitingly, perfect for curling up with a good book or enjoying a cup of tea. Opposite the bed, arge antique armoire stands proudly, its polished wood gleaming with age. Hints of gold detailing on the armoire''s hinges and keyhole catch the dancing light from the window, adding a touch of opulence. nking the armoire are tall windows draped in heavy silk drapes, the same emerald green as the chaise longue. When pulled back, they offer a breathtaking view of the mansion''s manicured gardens, further blurring the lines between the vibrant artwork and the beauty of nature outside. The air in the room is subtly scented with the delicate fragrance ofvender, emanating from a small crystal vase filled with dried flowers on the bedside table. Every detail, from the luxurious fabrics to the thoughtful touches like the calming scent, contributes to the creation of a haven of tranquility, a perfect escape within the grand mansion. Nestled amidst the plush white linens of the queen-sized bedy Lilith, a vision of serene beauty. Sunlight, dappled with vibrant hues from the stained ss window, danced across the room, casting a kaleidoscope of colors upon her. Her white hair, once meticulously styled, now fanned out in a glorious disarray, a testament to the depth of her sleep. Even in slumber, Lilith exuded an air of regality. Her features, sculpted as if by a divine hand, were softened by the peace that washed over her face. The worry lines, etched by the burdens she carried, seemed to fade away, reced by a profound tranquility. The beauty that was always present in her awakened state was somehow amplified by this slumbering serenity. It was as if, with her defenses down, the raw perfection of her form wasid bare. One could almost picture the gods themselves, consumed by awe and inspiration, as they crafted her visage. The sharp arch of her brow, the delicate curve of her cheekbone, the perfect symmetry of her lips ¨C all seemed to be the work of a master sculptor. This tranquil beauty, however, wasn''t without a hint of power. Even in sleep, Lilith possessed the air of a queen, a majestic slumberer whomanded respect and admiration. Here, on this luxurious bed bathed in sunlight, she was more than a beautiful woman ¨C she was a captivating masterpiece, a testament to both the power and serenity that resided within her. It has been two days since the incident unfolded. Lilith, consumed by rage, went on a relentless rampage, leaving no one unscathed before sumbing to unconsciousness. Since that fateful day, none of them have shown any indication of waking up. In light of this, Arion, the guild master of the Sun guild, made the decision to grant both Noah and Lilith ess to this secluded sanctuary. Right on time, an hour passed, and sunlight streamed through the window from a different angle. Lilith''s eyes fluttered open, momentarily captivated by the remnants of the dreamlike light disy dancing on her eyelids. However, her usual indifference quickly returned, masking any trace of vulnerability that sleep may have brought. A grimace briefly crossed her face, a sharp contrast to the peaceful slumber she had just experienced. Theck of a proper bath for several days gnawed at her. Discarding the emerald green covers, she gracefully rose from the bed, hinting at a warrior''s discipline beneath the opulent surroundings. Without a second thought, she directed her attention to the most alluring feature of the room ¨C thevish bathroom. The promise of hot water, cleansing steam, and the opportunity to rid herself of the dirt and grime of travel offered a much-needed chance to regain her usualposure. Pushing open the magnificent doors of the grand bathroom, Lilith couldn''t help but be genuinely appreciative for a brief moment ¨C a rarity for someone who usually wore indifference as if it were her second skin. The opulent space before her was undeniably stunning. As sunlight poured through arge picture window, it transformed the steam into a mesmerizing prism of colors. The view it revealed was nothing short of breathtaking. It could have been a sprawling garden bursting with vibrant flowers, or a majestic mountainndscape painted in hues of blue and green. Whatever it was, the scene outside rivalled the artwork found within the walls of the mansion. In that fleeting moment, the tension in Lilith''s shoulders seemed to dissipate. She allowed herself a small indulgence, allowing her gaze to linger on the panoramic beauty before her. It was a small gesture, a silent acknowledgement of the magnificence that surrounded her. But even as she savored the sight, practicality swiftly returned. With a determined gleam in her eye, she tore her gaze away from the view, shifting her focus to the rejuvenating power of the awaiting bath. The opulent bathroom became Lilith''s personal sanctuary for the next couple of hours. She surrendered to theforting embrace of the water, allowing the steam to release the tension that had coiled within her muscles like a serpent. The weariness of her travels washed away, reced by a tingling sensation that revitalized her entire being. Unlike her fleeting appreciation for the view, Lilith found sce in the bath. It was more than just a cleansing ritual; it was a calcted retreat. Within the confines of the warm water, she could momentarily shed her facade of indifference. Perhaps she delved deeper into the memories that the journey had unearthed, or perhaps she simply reveled in the sheer bliss of pure rxation. Whatever the internal voyage, it unfolded gradually over those two hours. When Lilith emerged, enveloped in a luxurious towel, she was a transformed woman. The indifference still lingered, a shield she wielded with expertise. But beneath its surface, a glimmer of rejuvenation flickered ¨C a spark of renewed determination and a serene strength that only a truly restorative experience could ignite. "I wonder how Noah is faring?" Lilith''s concern for Noah''s well-being weighed heavily on her mind. She tried to rationalize that he must be fine, perhaps still asleep after enduring such a horrific ordeal. Lilith vividly remembered the events that unfolded after she was awakened by the Jester''s haunting melody. It was as if she had be a mere spectator in her own body, witnessing everything unfold before her eyes. She couldn''t believe that her older self possessed such a mastery over the element of space, almost to the point of bending reality. It felt almost like cheating,bining her newfound abilities with various other elements to create such devastating power. For the first time, Lilith felt a surge of excitement coursing through her veins. The possibilities of what she could achieve with this power raced through her mind. She envisioned countless applications, each more powerful and destructive than thest. She was determined to ensure that the tragedy that befell Noah, the torment he endured even if it was short-lived, would never happen again. There was something that troubled Lilith, a lingering feeling of unease stemming from her mature self''s final act. Her vision had been obscured, and she had experienced the sensation of something smooth brushing against her lips. This sent a chill down her spine, leaving the perplexed Lilith wondering what had transpired in that moment. The enigmatic words spoken by her mature self echoed in her mind, "Be more pushy if not your rtionship will still stay the same in five years!" These words left Lilith with a sense of confusion and curiosity. What did her mature self mean by being "pushy"? And how would it impact her rtionship in theing years? Lilith couldn''t help but ponder the hidden meaning behind those cryptic words, wondering if there was some profound truth or advice embedded within them. She knew that she would need to unravel this mystery in order to fully understand the path she was destined to take. Chapter 104: Finally waking up "Be more pushy if not your rtionship will still stay the same in five years!" These words left Lilith with a sense of confusion and curiosity. What did her mature self mean by being "pushy"? And how would it impact her rtionship in theing years? Lilith couldn''t help but ponder the hidden meaning behind those cryptic words, wondering if there was some profound truth or advice embedded within them. She knew that she would need to unravel this mystery in order to fully understand the path she was destined to take. A low rumble reverberated through her empty stomach, disrupting the peaceful aftermath of her bath. Unable to ignore it any longer, Lilith gracefully made her way to the heart of her home - the kitchen. Despite her outward appearance, there resided within her a remarkable talent for the culinary arts. Perhaps it was a skill acquired through years of self-sufficiency, or a hidden passion that emerged during moments of solitude. Whatever the origin, her movements in the kitchen were precise and practiced. In no time, the tantalizing aroma of a delectable meal permeated the air. It was not an extravagant masterpiece, but a carefully crafted dish that exemplified practicality and a profound understanding of vors. Within the realm of culinary creation, Lilith discovered a distinct sense of fulfillment. It was a quiet expertise, a testament to her ability to excel not only in the realm of action but also in the domestic realm. As she ted her creation, a faint, satisfied smirk graced her lips - a fleeting glimpse into a side of Lilith rarely exposed to the outside world. The aroma of her creation mingled with the subtle fragrance of a well-chosen wine. Lilith poured herself a ss, the ruby liquid catching the warm glow of the kitchen lights. As she settled down to enjoy her meal, a sense of solitude, not loneliness, descended upon her. The clinking of silverware against the te provided the only soundtrack to her dinner. It was a peaceful moment, a rare respite in a life defined by action and purpose. Each bite was savored, the vors dancing on her tongue a wee counterpoint to the usual intensity of her existence. The wine, expertly chosen toplement the dish, worked its magic. It wasn''t just about quenching her thirst; it was a silent indulgence, a way to unwind after the restorative bath and the focused efficiency of cooking. With each sip, the tension in her shoulders seemed to ease a fraction further. This solitary dinner wasn''t merely a refueling stop. It was a strategic pause, a moment to savor the quiet triumph of a well-cooked meal and thefort of a good wine. It was Lilith, alone but not lonely, taking a deep breath before diving back into the fray, her resolve bolstered and her spirit rejuvenated. "It''s been a while since I''ve felt this way," Lilith thought to herself sincerely. After finishing her dinner, she delved into her thoughts, reflecting on the wise words her aunt had shared with her. Finally, she grasped the true meaning of embracing her mature self, and a smile spread across her face. "Well, I''ll strive even harder," she vowed. Across the grand hallway, on the upper floor, a room bathed in sunlight caught the eye. Inside, a sense of grandeur prevailed, as evidenced by the presence of a king-sized bed, its headboard adorned with intricate carvings that spoke of the mansion''s opulence. Atop the bed, a man of striking handsomenessy sprawled, his tousled hair bearing the color of polished silver with a hint of gray that hinted at the passing of time and wisdom gained from experience. Naturally, the person who upied this luxurious space was none other than Noah. As night draped its inky cloak over the mansion, a million glittering stars emerged, transforming the scene outside into a breathtaking celestial tapestry. Moonlight, soft and silvery, streamed through the windows of the room where Noah slumbered. Unlike Lilith, who seemed to have shaken off sleep with practiced ease, Noah remained deeply engrossed in his dreams. His breathing was slow and steady, a testament to a deep and undisturbed slumber. Whatever the reason, the silence in the room was profound, broken only by the gentle snores emanating from Noah''s rxed form. Noah slept like a stone until the first tendrils of dawn painted the sky with streaks of pink and orange. The rising sun, however, proved to be a persistent rm clock. As the first rays of sunlight crept through the luxurious window treatments, bathing the room in a soft golden glow, Noah''s eyelids finally fluttered open. He blinked a few times, the edges of a dream clinging to his mind for a fleeting moment before dissipatingpletely. With a slow stretch that spoke of both rxation and a hint of lingering stiffness, Noah began to rise. "For how many days have I slept? Two maybe 3. I vividly recalled what happened, damn I must not take such a gamble so lightly again." Noah vowed as he he rose with a more measured grace, the stiffness from a long slumber evident in his initial movements. He padded silently across the plush carpeting, the silence of the room broken only by the soft pad of his bare feet. His destination was clear ¨C the grand bathroom, likely mirroring the one Lilith had enjoyed earlier. Perhaps he yearned for a simr cleansing ritual, a chance to wash away the remnants of sleep and prepare himself for whatever the day might bring. Stepping into the grand bathroom, Noah let out a satisfied sigh. Unlike Lilith''s practical two-hour soak, his approach seemed more leisurely. He savored the experience. The warm water enveloped him, loosening the knots of tension that had umted during his long journey. The steam, infused with the faint scent of cedarwood from luxurious bath products, rose in gentle wisps, carrying away the remnants of sleep. He might have closed his eyes, allowing the rhythmic drip of the faucet and the soft hiss of escaping steam to lull him into a meditative state. Perhaps memories flickered through his mind, snippets from his travels or echoes of conversations yet toe. This wasn''t just a cleansing ritual; it was a strategic pause, a moment for quiet reflection before the day''s events unfolded. With each dip of his hand into the water, he might have unconsciously strategized, his mind meticulously nning for the challenges ahead. By the time he emerged, wrapped in a plush towel, a sense of calm determination emanated from him. He was no longer the man who had slumbered peacefully; this was a man prepared for action, his resolve bolstered by the restorative power of the bath. Noah''s breakfast was light but nutritious. He enjoyed a small bowl of whole-wheat yogurt with a sprinkle of gran and some fresh berries. Alongside it, he had a couple of homemade oatmeal raisin cookies he had baked. He savored each bite, feeling energized and ready to tackle the day. After finishing his breakfast he decided it was time to check his reward. [System under upgrade: Current upgrade pourcentage 50%] {Additional reward: All stats plus 3.} Noah immediately summoned his status window to check. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Regr Level 38 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 87 Strength: 100 Intelligence: 79 Dexterity: 100 Luck: 75 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 3060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö "Finally, it''s time to check my main reward, the Ego weapon." Noah couldn''t hide his joy when thinking about owning an Ego weapon. Ego weapons. A term that epassed weapons with their own will, always ranked among the highest-grade equipment in this world. Considering mana, the main energy of this world, was harnessed by human will, the idea of a weapon handling it autonomously and creating synergy with its owner wasn''t so far-fetched, was it? Just as Noah was about to get dressed, he heard the sound of someone knocking on his door. It was Lilith, whom he had informed that he woke up just before cooking breakfast. ''''Morning Lilith!" ''''Morning Noah, I hope you''re fine?" Lilith asked checking Noah from head to toe. Feeling her concerns, Noah smiled. ''''I''m fine thank to you.'''' He took in Lilith''s current appearance. The denim, a deep, rich indigo perhaps, hugged her curves in a way that hinted at hidden strength beneath the casual exterior. A simple white blouse, crisp and tailored, peeked out from the top of the jeans. It might have been adorned with a single delicate ne, a silver chain with a pendant that held a secret meaning, visible only to her. Her hair, that had been a glorious mess earlier, was now pulled back in a sleek ponytail, the white strands catching the light of the sun. ''''You are beautiful!" Chapter 105: Date 1 The denim, a deep, rich indigo perhaps, hugged her curves in a way that hinted at hidden strength beneath the casual exterior. A simple white blouse, crisp and tailored, peeked out from the top of the jeans. It might have been adorned with a single delicate ne, a silver chain with a pendant that held a secret meaning, visible only to her. Her hair, that had been a glorious mess earlier, was now pulled back in a sleek ponytail, the white strands catching the light of the sun. ''''You are beautiful!" After a fleeting pause, Lilith broke the silence with a gentle grin. "Thank you. Shall we venture outside?" Noah''s initial response was to refuse but he decided not to, he could check his rewardter, he needs to go out and have fun. ''''Sure, give me a moment.'''' A few minutester, Noah emerged from the house. He sported a crisp white top that contrasted nicely with his dark denim jeans, the whole outfitpleted by a pair of clean white sneakers. "Looks good on you!" Lilith remarked, her eyes lingering on Noah for a beat longer than necessary. Before he could stammer a reply, she stepped ahead, a light bounce in her step. Noah shrugged nonchntly, trying to mask the pleased flutter in his stomach. He followed behind her, afortable silence settling between them. Their first destination, Lilith announced, was the aquarium. Apparently, Sunhold boasted a magnificent one, and Lilith seemed eager to share it with him. The prospect of exploring an underwater world filled Noah with a strange mix of excitement and apprehension. ''''Hopefully, this will be fun.'''' On the western side of Sunhold City, nestled amidst towering skyscrapers and bustling avenues, stood the Sunhold Aquarium. Its exterior was a marvel of modern architecture, a curved ss structure that shimmered like a giant teardrop in the afternoon sun. As Noah and Lilith approached, they could see schools of vibrant fish flitting across the curved walls, offering a tantalizing glimpse of the underwater world within. Entering the aquarium, they were greeted by a cool, refreshing wave of air that carried with it the faint scent of saltwater and seaweed. The vast interior was bathed in a soft, blue light, creating an ethereal atmosphere. Rows of towering tanks lined the walls, each one showcasing a different aquatic ecosystem. Some teemed with an explosion of color ¨C clownfish darting between swaying anemones, neon-blue tangs gliding gracefully through coral reefs, and schools of shimmering fish reflecting the light like living jewels. Other tanks offered a glimpse into a more mysterious world. Eerie bioluminescent creatures pulsed with an otherworldly glow in the depths, while enormous, prehistoric-looking fish glided with silent power through dimly lit waters. Interactive disys dotted the halls, allowing visitors to learn about the various species and the delicate bnce of the underwater world. In one corner, a touch pool invited visitors to gently stroke the smooth bodies of starfish and sea urchins. The overall effect was awe-inspiring. The aquarium was a testament to the incredible diversity and beauty of life beneath the waves, a world both familiar and strangely alien. Noah and Lilith embarked on their exploration of the Sunhold Aquarium. The vibrant disys drew them in first ¨C clownfish peek-a-booing from anemones, schools of neon fish swirling in mesmerizing patterns, and delicate seahorses clinging to swaying kelp forests. Each tank seemed to be a miniature world, teeming with life and color. Lilith pointed out interesting creatures, her voice filled with enthusiasm. She exined the symbiotic rtionship between clownfish and anemones, how the bright orange fish provided protection for the anemone while enjoying the scraps from its meals. She shared her knowledge which surprised Noah who hadn''t expected something like this, he understood he didn''t know this side of Lilith, there was still lot of things he didn''t know about her after their separation in their childhood, well he would slowly learn more and the reason of her disappearance back then. ''Well, let''s focus on what is front of me. I must not be outdone.'' He was feelingpetitive out of nowhere. Noah, in turn, shared facts he''d gleaned from the interactive disys, impressing Lilith with his knowledge about the intricatemunication methods of certain shrimp species. As they progressed through the aquarium, the mood shifted. The bioluminescent creatures in the dimly lit tanks cast an eerie glow, their otherworldly forms both fascinating and a little unsettling. Noah marveled at the prehistoric-looking fish, their slow, deliberate movements hinting at a time before humans even existed. The touch pool proved to be a highlight. Tentatively at first, then with growing confidence, Noah and Lilith reached out to gently touch the starfish and sea urchins. The starfish, rough and surprisingly heavy, feltpletely different than anything they''d ever touched before. The sea urchins, on the other hand, were surprisingly smooth, their tiny spines prickling their fingertips with a curious sensation. Throughout their tour,ughter and whispered conversations filled the air. Learning about the underwater world together, with Lilith''s infectious enthusiasm and Noah not wanting to be outdone, was turning out to be even more fun than either of them had anticipated. Lost in the mesmerizing underwater world, Noah and Lilith wandered through the aquarium, oblivious to the passage of time. Hours melted away as they marveled at the dazzling disys and exchanged excited whispers about the fascinating creatures. Finally, a rumble from Noah''s stomach broke the spell. He sheepishly grinned at Lilith, a touch of surprise in his eyes. "Wow, I guess we lost track of time," he admitted. Lilith chuckled, a soft sound that warmed Noah from the inside making recall some past memory. "Looks like we did," she agreed, her own stomach grumbling in agreement. "How about some food before we head to our next stop?" Noah suggested, suddenly eager to take charge. Lilith''s eyes sparkled with amusement. "Lead the way, Mr. Tour Guide," she teased, yfully handing the reins of their adventure over to him. Noah froze in his steps not expecting Lilith to joke like this. ''''What? Why are you acting so surprised for? We used to joke like this when we were youngers. I know Ick emotions but not to the extent of not being to joke with my childhood friend.'''' Lilith red at Noah making him look away. ''''Cough! You are right my nad I was just surprised that''ll.'''' Following his rumbling stomach, Noah led Lilith to a bustling restaurant across the street from the aquarium. The ce buzzed with activity ¨C a cacophony of happy chatter and clinking silverware filling the air. Large windows offered a glimpse inside, revealing a stylish and modern interior. "Whoa," Lilith breathed, impressed. "This ce looks amazing!" For some reason Lilith was more expressive today, talking more than usual even though her face remain stoic most of the time. Noah shook his head and looked upward. A golden star gleamed brightly above the entrance, proiming it to be part of the famous MacDee''s chain. The name sent a jolt of recognition through Noah. He''d heard whispers about the culinary genius behind it all, the enigmatic August MacDee, a legend in the food world. "MacDee''s, huh?" Noah mused, a hint of excitement in his voice. "This must be one of August MacDee''s famous star-rated restaurants." "Indeed it is," Lilith affirmed, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Perhaps the legendary August MacDee himself graces these kitchens?" The possibility sent a thrill through Noah. The thought of dining in a restaurant created by such a culinary legend was almost too good to be true. With eager anticipation, they stepped inside the bustling restaurant. The hostess, a woman with a warm smile, quickly ushered them to a cozy table by the window. Taking a moment to browse the menu, Noah noticed a surprising variety of dishes on offer. From ssicfort food to innovative nt-based options, there seemed to be something for everyone. Following Lilith''s lead, he opted for a hearty pasta dish, drawn in by the promise of fresh vegetables and a creamy sauce. Lilith, ever health-conscious, selected a colorful sd that boasted a delightful mix of greens, fruits, and nuts. They ced their orders waiting with anticipation. Their anticipation grew as the aroma of delicious food began to waft through the air. The restaurant bustled with activity, the clinking of silverware and happy chatter creating a lively atmosphere. Then, their orders arrived. Noah''s steaming pasta dish looked like a work of art, piled high with colorful vegetables and glistening with a creamy sauce. Lilith''s sd boasted an explosion of vibrant greens, ripe fruits, and chunky nuts, all drizzled with a light and refreshing dressing. Their stomachs rumbled in unison, they stared at each other before chuckling. And then they dug in with gusto. The first bite of Noah''s pasta was a revtion. The perfectly cooked noodles had a delightful springiness, while the sauce was rich and vorful, each bite revealing a symphony of textures and tastes. ''''Simply delicious!" Lilith, meanwhile, savored the refreshing crunch of the sd. The mix of sweet and savory ingredients was perfectly bnced, the dressing adding a zesty kick to every mouthful. As they finished their meals, a sense of contentment settled over them. Chapter 106: Date 2 ''''Simply delicious!" Lilith, meanwhile, savored the refreshing crunch of the sd. The mix of sweet and savory ingredients was perfectly bnced, the dressing adding a zesty kick to every mouthful. As they finished their meals, a sense of contentment settled over them. Satiated and their spirits high, Noah and Lilith exited the bustling restaurant. The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the sidewalk, dappling their faces with warmth. ''''The food was delicious.'''' ''''Indeed!" Lilith replied, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "But enough about food, what do you say we explore a different kind of artistry next?" Noah''s interest piqued. "An art gallery, perhaps?" he ventured. ''''Yeah, I heard there is one not too far away. I''ll use the Gps.'''' Lilith responded leading the way. Noah followed behind. The art gallery Lilith led Noah to was housed in a beautifully converted warehouse. Its brick facade, once a testament to industrial grit, now boasted sleek, modern lines and expansive windows. As they approached, sunlight glinted off the polished metal entryway, hinting at the creativity within. Stepping inside, they were greeted by a wave of cool air and a hushed reverence. Polished concrete floors stretched out before them, reflecting the soft glow of strategically ced spotlights. High ceilings entuated the spaciousness, while exposed brick walls provided a raw, industrial counterpoint to the curated chaos of the artwork. The gallery wasn''t a sterile white cube often associated with such spaces. Instead, pops of color emerged in the form of strategically ced seating and vibrant ent walls. It felt more like an open invitation to engage with the art rather than a sterile showcase. Scattered throughout the space were sculptures of all shapes and sizes. Some were sleek and minimalist, constructed from gleaming metal, while others were organic and yful, fashioned from recycled materials. Paintings adorned the walls, a kaleidoscope of styles and techniques. Abstract expressionist works jostled for attention with hyperrealistic portraits, while whimsical pop art pieces hung next to deeply meditativendscapes. A gentle hum of conversation filled the air, punctuated by the asional gasp of surprise or delighted chuckle. Visitors, a diverse mix of ages and backgrounds, wandered through the space, each lost in their own interpretation of the art. The atmosphere was electric, a vibrant mix of curiosity, contemtion, and artistic energy. Noah''s gaze drifted across the diverse collection of paintings, each one vying for his attention. But then, his eyes snagged on a particr canvas. It wasn''t thergest or the most vibrantly colored, but it held him captive. The scene depicted a starry night. A sense of familiarity washed over him, a feeling that intensified as he drew closer. The swirling brushstrokes, the vibrant blues and yellows, the way the stars seemed to radiate an otherworldly glow ¨C it all bore a striking resemnce to a famous painting he''d seen countless times in reproductions. "Isn''t that...?" he began, his voice barely a whisper, turning to Lilith. His question hung in the air as he finally processed the inscription on the que beside the painting. It wasn''t a copy, not a mere imitation. The inscription dered it to be an original work by Leonard Dosso, titled "Starry Night Over Sunhold City." Here, in this unassuming gallery, hung a masterpiece, a reimagined vision of a familiar scene. The swirling brushstrokes seemed even more dynamic in person, the colors richer and more alive. Noah felt a strange mix of awe and excitement. He was captivated by the artistry, by the way Leonard Dosso had captured the essence of a starry night, yet infused it with the unique features of Sunhold City. Across the room from Noah, Lilith found herself drawn to a seemingly unremarkable painting. Unlike the vibrant bursts of color and bold strokes dominating the space, this one was a study in stark contrast. A vast expanse of ck dominated the canvas, punctuated only by a subtle swirl of greys and whites in the center. At first nce, it seemed almost unfinished, a nk canvas with a hint of an idea. Yet, something about it held Lilith captive. As she drew closer, a strange allure emanated from the ck void. It wasn''t a ckness of emptiness, but rather a deep, swirling darkness that seemed to hold a universe of emotions within. The subtle variations in tone hinted at hidden depths, a story waiting to be unraveled. Lilith felt an odd sense of connection to the painting, as if the swirling void echoed the turmoil within her own heart. There was a beauty in its starkness, a raw honesty that resonated with her. Unlike the vibrant disys that demanded attention, this painting invited introspection, a journey into the darkest corners of oneself. Lost in its depths, Lilith couldn''t help but wonder what story the artist was trying to tell, and if it perhaps mirrored the secrets she herself held close. Emerging from the art gallery, blinking slightly in the afternoon sun, Noah found himself buzzing with a newfound energy. The encounter with van Gogh''s masterpiece, alongside the diverse artistic expressions they''d witnessed, had ignited a spark of creativity within him. He nced at Lilith, catching her deep in thought, her gaze lingering on the distant cityscape. A yful smile spread across his face. "So," he began, his voice brimming with newfound confidence, "what do you say we add a little more excitement to the evening? Up for some karaoke?" Lilith''s brow arched yfully at Noah''s suggestion of karaoke. "Karaoke?" she asked, a hint of amusement dancing in her voice. Noah met her gaze, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. "Yeah," he admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. "I know, it might soundme, but..." He trailed off, searching for the right words. "I guess I just thought it would be fun," he finally finished, a touch of yfulness in his voice. Having noticed this Lilith chuckled, "No, notme at all," she assured him. "Actually, it sounds kind of..." She paused, a mischievous glint entering her eyes. "Terrifying." Noah''s grin faltered slightly. "Terrifying?" he echoed, a hint of doubt creeping in. "Well," Lilith continued, feigning seriousness, "you know I can''t sing, right?" Noah couldn''t help himself. A stifledugh escaped his lips. He quickly pped a hand over his mouth, his eyes wide with apology. "Oh no," he stammered, "I''m so sorry, I didn''t mean to¡ª" Lilith cut him off. "Rx, Noah," she teased. "I know I can''t sing. But hey," she added, a sly smile spreading across her face, "that''s half the fun, right?" A slow smile crept back onto Noah''s face. "Right," he agreed, the image of a hriously off-key duet with Lilith sparking a surge of excitement. "Alright then," Lilith dered, her voice tinged with mock seriousness, "let''s go torture some eardrums. But be warned," she added, wagging a finger yfully, "I have a secret weapon." Noah raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "A secret weapon?" Lilith winked. "Just wait and see," she said mysteriously. The karaoke bar they arrived at pulsated with a vibrant energy. Nestled amidst the bustling nightlife scene, its neon sign, shaped like a giant microphone, blinked enticingly. Pushing open the heavy door, they were greeted by a wave of sound and light. The air thrummed with a mix of off-key vocals and upbeat music, punctuated by cheers andughter. A disco ball hung from the mirrored ceiling, showering the room in a kaleidoscope of colored light. Red plush booths lined the walls, most of them upied by enthusiastic singers belting out their favorite tunes. A long bar stretched along the back, manned by a bartender with a patient smile and a seemingly endless supply of drinks. The atmosphere was electric, a joyous celebration of terrible singing and uninhibited fun. It was a ce where inhibitions melted away, reced by the sheer joy of expressing yourself through song, regardless of vocal prowess. Noah and Lilith, momentarily overwhelmed by the sensory assault, exchanged a wide-eyed look. A mixture of excitement and nervous anticipation bubbled in their stomachs. Stepping into the pulsating energy of the karaoke bar, Noah and Lilith exchanged a charged nce. Their initial hesitation was quickly reced by a surge of shared amusement. Taking the lead, Noah approached the stage, a determined glint in his eyes. Stepping into the spotlight, he grabbed the microphone, the cool metal a grounding sensation in his hand. "Alright," he announced to the lively crowd, his voice slightly amplified by the microphone. "This one goes out to anyone who''s ever been underestimated." A ripple of supportive cheers washed over him. Taking a deep breath, heunched into the opening bars of a well-known song: "Never Give Up." The song was a bad that resonated deeply with him. It told the story of a fallen yer, a once-celebratedpetitor brought low by misfortune. But the song wasn''t about defeat. It was about resilience, about the unwavering spirit that refused to give in. As Noah sang, he poured his heart and soul into the lyrics. His voice, though not professionally trained, resonated with a raw emotion that captivated the crowd. He sang about hitting rock bottom, about the taunts and whispers of those who doubted him. But most importantly, he sang about the indomitable will that propelled him back up, the unwavering belief in himself that fueled his rise. By the time he reached the powerful chorus, the crowd was enthralled. "Never give up, no, never give up, no, no No, I won''t never give up, no, never give up, no, no..." Noah sang, his voice filled with a newfound confidence that resonated through the room. The energy in the bar shifted, transforming from amusement to a shared sense of determination. As thest note faded, the room erupted in thunderous apuse and cheers. Noah stepped off the stage, his face flushed with a mix of relief and exhration. He hadn''t known he had it in him, but the experience had been electrifying. He nced at Lilith, who stood pping, a wide smile stered on her face. Her eyes sparkled with respect, and maybe even a hint of yful challenge. Chapter 107: End of their Date Lilith''s turn arrived. As Noah stepped off the stage, bathed in the afterglow of his performance, a spotlight focused on her. Taking a deep breath, she squared her shoulders and approached the stage with a forced smile on her face. It felt more like a mask than an expression, a habit she couldn''t quite shake. But as she grasped the microphone, a slight shift urred. She nced at Noah, his encouraging look and genuine awe washing away some of her nervousness. A flicker of something ¨C a spark of warmth? ¨C ignited in her eyes. "Alright," she announced to the crowd, her voice slightly shaky but gaining strength with each word. "This one''s a bit different." A hush fell over the room as she began to sing. The song was a bad, the melody starting slow and mncholic. The lyrics spoke of a wall she''d built around herself, a shield of coldness that kept the world at bay. It was a defense mechanism, a way to protect herself from getting hurt. But then, a shift urred in the song. The melody rose, a newfound warmth entering the notes. The lyrics spoke of an exception, a single person who managed to breach the wall, someone who held a special ce in her heart. Unlike the rest of the world, this person''s presence brought a flicker of light into the darkness. Lilith poured her emotions into the song. Her voice, though not professionally trained, held a raw honesty that resonated with a different kind of power. It wasn''t just about pitch and technicality; it was about vulnerability, aboutying bare theplicated tapestry of her emotions. Noah, standing in the wings, was captivated. He hadn''t expected Lilith''s singing to be this...this good. Gone was the image of her being tone-deaf. In its ce was a voice that resonated with a quiet strength, a voice that mirrored theplex emotions she''d been hiding beneath the surface. By the time thest note faded, the bar was silent. It wasn''t the thunderous apuse Noah had received, but something far more profound. It was a stunned silence, a shared moment of emotional vulnerability. Then, as if breaking a spell, the apuse erupted, a mix of respect and awe. Lilith stepped off the stage, her cheeks flushed, a shy smile gracing her lips for the first time that evening. She''d surprised herself, surprised Noah, and surprised the entire bar. The experience had cracked open a small window in her world, a window that allowed a glimpse of the warmth hidden beneath the coldness. And as she met Noah''s gaze, filled with admiration and something more, she couldn''t help but wonder if this unexpected adventure, this shared moment of vulnerability, might just be the beginning of something new. Leaving the neon-lit energy of the karaoke bar behind, Noah and Lilith ventured out into the cool night air. The vibrant city lights twinkled above them, and a gentle breeze rustled through the trees. The weight of the evening''s events settled over them in afortable silence. "That was..." Noah began, searching for the right words. "Unexpected," Lilith finished with a softugh. "Unexpected," he echoed, a smile ying on his lips. "But amazing. I had no idea you could sing like that." Lilith smirked. "And I had no idea you had such a powerful voice," she countered. "Never Give Up, that was¡­ inspiring." Afortable silence settled between them again, punctuated only by the distant hum of the city. Then, Noah had another idea. "How about we end the night with a ssic?" he suggested, a yful glint in his eyes. Lilith raised an eyebrow. "A ssic?" "A mecha movie, of course!" Noah dered, a touch of excitement creeping into his voice. "There''s a great theater right down the street showing a double feature of Steel Gigant and its sequel." Lilith''s eyes widened in surprise. "Steel Gigant? The original?" "The one and only," Noah confirmed, his enthusiasm growing. "It''s a true ssic, the story of a young pilot bonding with his giant robotpanion. And the sequel¡­ well, let''s just say it''s even more epic." A slow smile spread across Lilith''s face. "Alright, Mr. Karaoke Star," she teased, "you''ve convinced me. Let''s go see some giant robots in action." Noah found himself at a loss for words as he observed Lilith. There was a noticeable change in her demeanor today, an evolution of sorts. Despite her usual impassiveness, it wasn''t as difficult to read her now. She had started disying emotions reminiscent of their childhood - teasing and smiling. It was a joy to witness the return of the old Lilith, and Noah hoped to see more of this side of her. However, a sudden realization hit Noah, causing him to question his own thoughts. "What''s happening to me?" he pondered. He knew he should remain focused on his goals without any distractions. But sometimes, he acknowledged, one should allow themselves to rx. Pushing open the heavy doors of the cinema, Noah and Lilith were greeted by a wave of cool air and the warm glow of the concession stand. The smell of buttery popcorn hung heavy in the air, a familiar and enticing aroma. The movie had just started, and the theater was already buzzing with excitement. Stepping into the dimly lit hall, they found two empty seats near the back and settled in with a shared bucket of popcorn and tworge drinks. The movie, as Noah had promised, was a ssic. "Steel Gigant" unfolded on the screen, a tale of a young boy named Taro who befriended a giant robot discarded by the military. The animation was stunning, the battles between colossal machines breathtaking, and the story surprisingly touching. Noah found himselfpletely immersed in the film, reliving his childhood fascination with giant robots. He stole nces at Lilith, who seemed equally captivated. Her eyes gleamed in the flickering light of the screen, a hint of a smile ying on her lips. The two hours flew by in a whirlwind of giant robot battles, heartwarming moments, and cheesy one-liners. As the credits rolled, they emerged from the theater blinking slightly in the bright lobby lights. "That was fantastic," Noah dered, a wide grin stered on his face. "The nostalgia, the action¡­ just pure awesomeness." Lilith chuckled. "You weren''t kidding about it being a ssic," she agreed. "Though, I have to admit, the giant robots kicking buildings over might have been a tad unrealistic." Noahughed. "Hey, it''s all part of the charm!" he said, bumping her shoulder yfully. "But seriously, it was great sharing that with you." Lilith returned his smile, a warmth radiating from her eyes that had nothing to do with the popcorn they''d just shared. As the credits rolled for the final mecha movie, Noah nced at the glowing watch on his wrist. 8:30 pm. Night had fallen, nketing the city in a cool darkness punctuated by the city''s vibrant lights. Turning to Lilith, he noticed a hint of fatigue in her eyes, a stark contrast to the earlier spark of excitement. "Hey," he began gently, "long day, huh?" Lilith stretched, a soft yawn escaping her lips. "You could say that," she admitted with a tired smile. "But in the best way possible." A grin spread across Noah''s face. He didn''t want the night to end just yet, not after the unexpected connection they''d forged throughout their day of exploration. "Well," he said, a yful glint in his eyes, "how about we refuel before calling it a night? My stomach''s starting to protest all the popcorn." Lilith chuckled. "Sounds like a n," she agreed, a hint of energy returning to her voice. "Though, this time, maybe we skip the bucket and aim for something a little less¡­ buttery." Noahughed. "Deal," he said, offering his arm. "Lead the way, mdy. Where would you like to grab some dinner?" Lilith pondered for a moment, her eyes scanning the bustling streets outside the cinema. This was her chance, a chance to introduce Noah to a hidden gem she''d discovered in the city yesterday when she went out to explore the city in preparation for this asion. A ce that offered a unique culinary experience, a stark contrast to the familiar chain restaurants that dotted the city. A sly smile yed on her lips as she finally spoke. "Follow me," she said, her voice filled with a hint of mystery. "I know just the ce." The bustling streets thinned as Lilith led Noah away from the main avenues of Sunhold City. Neon signs dimmed, reced by the warm glow of antique streetmps casting long, whimsical shadows. The air grew heavy with the scent of spices and roasting meats, a tantalizing invitation wafting from an unseen source. They finally arrived at their destination nestled on a quiet side street. Unlike the shy facades of the city center restaurants, this establishment exuded a quiet charm. A single flickering gasmp illuminated a weathered wooden sign that proimed it to be "The Wandering Wok." Through therge front windows, Noah could see the warm glow of fairy lights casting a soft, inviting light on the interior. The sound of rhythmic chopping and sizzling filled the air, promising a culinary experience far removed from the generic chain restaurants. A sense of anticipation bubbled in Noah''s stomach. This ce should be perfect to end today adventure. Chapter 108: Watching the Stars Together A single flickering gasmp illuminated a weathered wooden sign that proimed it to be "The Wandering Wok." Through therge front windows, Noah could see the warm glow of fairy lights casting a soft, inviting light on the interior. The sound of rhythmic chopping and sizzling filled the air, promising a culinary experience far removed from the generic chain restaurants. A sense of anticipation bubbled in Noah''s stomach. This ce should be perfect to end today adventure. Pushing open the weathered door of The Wandering Wok, Noah and Lilith were greeted by a wave of warmth and enticing aromas. Fairy lights twinkled overhead, casting a soft glow on the cozy interior. The rhythmic chopping and sizzling sounds from before intensified, a symphony of culinary creation. The restaurant was surprisingly spacious, a testament to the clever use of the long, narrow space. Worn wooden tables adorned with simple white tablecloths lined the walls, each one upied by patrons engaged in animated conversations. The air buzzed with afortable energy, a mix ofughter and the tter of cutlery. A friendly-looking woman with a warm smile approached them. "Wee to The Wandering Wok! First time here?" she inquired, her voice asforting as the atmosphere. Lilith returned the smile. "Yes, it is. We''d love a table for two, please." The woman ushered them to a table by the window, offering a glimpse of the quiet side street outside. As they settled in, she handed them well-worn menus bound in brown leather. Unlike the standard menus Noah was ustomed to, this one was a visual feast. Each dish was depicted in a vibrant watercolor painting, capturing the essence of the ingredients and the final presentation. Noah spent a good few minutes flipping through the pages, his mouth watering with each new culinary creation. From steaming noodle bowls illustrated with delicate vegetables to sizzling stir-fries adorned with fiery red chilies, the menu was a journey through a world of vors. Finally, after much deliberation, they ced their orders. Noah opted for a ssic Pad Thai, the illustration portraying a tantalizing mix of rice noodles, scrambled eggs, and sulent shrimp. Lilith chose a dish called "Dragon''s Breath," a fiery stir-fry with vibrant red and green peppers promising an explosion of spice. As they waited for their food, they continued their conversation, their initial awkwardness reced by afortable ease. They talked about their favorite foods, their childhood memories, and their dreams for the future. The food arrived, presented on simple white tes but arranged with an artistic ir that mirrored the illustrations on the menu. Noah''s Pad Thai was a symphony of textures and vors ¨C the chewy rice noodles, the fluffy scrambled eggs, and the perfectly cooked shrimp all married together in a tangy sauce that tantalized his taste buds. Lilith, meanwhile, braved the first bite of her "Dragon''s Breath" with a mixture of trepidation and excitement. Her eyes widened as the fiery spice hit her tongue, but a smile quickly followed. The vegetables were perfectly crisp, the protein cooked to tender perfection, and the spice, while potent, was bnced by a hint of sweetness that left her wanting more. As they savored their meals, stolen nces and sharedughter filled the air. The delicious food, the warm ambiance, and the connection they felt were all conspiring to create a perfect evening. By the time they finished theirst bites, their stomachs were full and their hearts were lighter. The Wandering Wok had been more than just a meal; it was a good ce worth revisingter. With contented sighs and full stomachs, Noah and Lilith emerged from The Wandering Wok. The cool night air felt refreshing after the warmth of the restaurant. The city lights glittered above them, a million tiny diamonds scattered across the velvet cloak of the night sky. As they began their walk back, Noah nced upwards, a wistful smile ying on his lips. "Look at the stars," he murmured, his voice tinged with a touch of longing. "They''re even more beautiful tonight." Lilith followed his gaze, a flicker of something familiar igniting in her eyes. A memory surfaced, a memory of stargazing with Noah when they were younger. Back then, it was her who trailed behind him, captivated by his fascination with the celestial wonders above. A soft smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "We used to do this, you know," she said, her voice barely a whisper. Noah''s head snapped towards her. He decided to y some pranks on Lilith, payback to her previous actions. "We did?" Lilith met his gaze, a yful glint sparkling in her eyes. "You''d drag me outside on nights like this, armed with your constetion charts and endless stories about distant gxies. I mostly just pretended to be interested, but secretly, I kind of liked it." Noah continued ying pretend. "You did?" he stammered, a mixture of disbelief and delight washing over him. He was truly in the role. "Maybe a little," Lilith admitted with a shrug , ying along. "The stories were a bit over my head, but seeing your passion for it... it was kind of contagious." Afortable silence settled between them, thick with unspoken emotions and a newfound understanding. Then, a mischievous grin spread across Noah''s face. "Well," he began, his voice brimming with newfound confidence, "how about we recapture some of that magic tonight?" He gestured towards a nearby park, a small oasis of green amidst the bustling cityscape. ''''There''s a hill there with a clear view of the sky. We could grab some nkets and do some proper stargazing¡­ if you''re up for it, of course." Lilith''s eyes widened, a spark of excitement dancing in her eyes. "Of course," she replied, a yful challenge in her voice. "But this time, I might actually ask some intelligent questions." Noah chuckled, a warmth spreading through him. "I''d be happy to answer them," he said, offering his arm. "Lead the way." And so, withughter echoing in the night air, they set off towards the park, ready to revisit a childhood memory and, perhaps, discover something new beneath the vast expanse of the starry sky. Reaching the park, Noah and Lilith found a secluded spot on a grassy hill. The city lights shimmered faintly on the horizon, but overhead, the sky stretched out in a breathtaking disy. A million twinkling stars seemed scattered across a canvas of inky ck, a sight that never failed to fill Noah with awe. They spread out a nket they found in a nearby pic basket, settling infortably side-by-side. As Noah gazed upwards, a sense of peace washed over him. He nced at Lilith, and his heart skipped a beat. Her expressionless facade had softened, reced by a look of genuine wonder as she traced the constetions with her eyes. "So," she began, her voice barely a whisper, "tell me about that bright one over there. The bluish one." Noah''s smile widened. He loved sharing his passion for astronomy, and Lilith''s genuine interest was like a reward. "That, you see Lilith," he announced with a touch of theatricality, "is Sirius, the Dog Star. It''s the brightest star in the night sky, except for maybe Canopus, which we can''t see from here." Lilith tilted her head, listening intently. "Sirius, huh? Any interesting stories about it?" Noahunched into a tale about ancient Egyptians from Amazonian continent who associated Sirius with the Nile River''s annual flood. He spoke of how different cultures viewed the star, weaving stories of hunters and loyalpanions into the vast tapestry of the night sky. As the night wore on, Lilith continued to ask questions, her curiosity growing with each answer. Noah, in turn, reveled in sharing his knowledge, his enthusiasm infectious. They learned about constetions, distant gxies, and the possibility of life on others. The conversation flowed effortlessly, punctuated byfortable silences and stolen nces. Lilith''s usual guarded demeanor had melted away, reced by a genuine spark of engagement. As the first rays of dawn began to paint the horizon with streaks of pink and orange, they finally decided to call it a night. Afortable fatigue settled over them, a byproduct of a day filled with adventure and newfound connection. Standing up, brushing grass off their clothes, Noah looked at Lilith. Her eyes sparkled with a newfound light, a reflection of the stars they''d spent the night admiring. "Thank you," she said softly, her voice filled with sincerity. "For today. It was¡­ the best day I''ve had in a long time." Noah''s heart soared. "Mine too," he admitted, a genuine smile gracing his lips. "And hey," he added, a yful glint in his eyes, "who knows? Maybe next time we can stargaze with a telescope. You might even see those rings on Saturn this time." Lilith chuckled, a sound as rare and beautiful as the first rays of dawn. "Maybe," she said, a hint of a challenge in her voice. "But only if you promise to answer all my questions, no matter how silly they might seem." Noah grinned. "Deal," he dered, extending his hand. "To more adventures, and maybe, just maybe, to unlocking the secrets of the universe, one star at a time." Lilith took his hand, her fingers warm and reassuring in his. As they walked back towards the city lights they knew this was just the beginning. Their unexpected day, filled with art, music, mecha robots, and most importantly, shared moments under a starlit sky, had blossomed into something special. And as they walked hand-in-hand, something had changed. Although their past rtionship hadn''tpletely mended, Noah wasn''t mad at her anymore and wished to build more memories together. Noah felt like he could focus on his goal knowing that there was someone who got his back. Chapter 109: Arthur and Francesca 1 Nestled amidst emerald hills, Earthwall isn''t your average city. Towering waterfalls, the very lifeblood of the city''s past, now serve as a dramatic backdrop to a thriving metropolis. The wealth generated by these cascades wasn''t just economic; it shaped the very soul of Earthwall. Architectural flourishes inspired by cascading water and verdantndscapes adorn most buildings, a constant reminder of the city''s origins. The skyline, a jostling crowd of skyscrapers (with more seemingly on the horizon), speaks to Earthwall''s booming trade. This prosperity has attracted a kaleidoscope of cultures, each leaving its mark on the city''s identity. Once a ce of uniformity, Earthwall has blossomed into a vibrant multicultural hub, a fact that unites its one million strong poption. In the heart of Earthwall''s bustlingmercial district, the Number Guild of yers was a monument to both the city''s prosperity and the power it held within its walls. Its very form seemed to echo the city''s history, a testament to the waterfalls that had shaped Earthwall''s past and the economic boom they had fueled. The tower, crafted from a gleaming, waterfall-white stone, speared skyward with an unwavering verticality. Its face was smooth and uninterrupted for hundreds of meters, save for a series of thin, horizontal stripes that encircled the building at regr intervals. These weren''t mere decorative elements; they were balconies, each one jutting out slightly further than the one below it, creating a stepped effect that resembled a cascading waterfall frozen in time. As you reached the higher floors, the facade transitioned from solid stone to a transparent, crystalline material, allowing the upants breathtaking panoramic views of the city sprawling beneath them. The very top floor, however, remained shrouded in mystery. Encased in a swirling mist that shimmered with ever-changing colors, it was said to be the exclusive domain of the Guild Master, a ce where the city''s most important decisions were made. The Verdant guild, is the name of the strongest guild in this city. Arthur together with Francesca were sent here. Few days have passed since they did few odd jobs for the guild and today was their day off before starting their hunting mission next. Arthur, energized by their days off, approached Francesca with a smile. "The city''s ours for the taking today," he dered. "How about we ditch the guild tasks and treat ourselves to some dinner? Maybe explore a bit and get to know each other better?" Francesca, usually reserved, couldn''t help but be drawn to Arthur''s enthusiasm. A hint of amusement flickered in her eyes. "Sounds like a n," she agreed, a yful lilt to her voice. "Earthwall has so much to offer. Any particr ce in mind?" Arthur, ever eager to impress, scratched his head thoughtfully. "Well," he began, "Earthwall''s known for its diverse cuisine. There''s a little ramen ce near the Verdant Guild that''s supposed to be amazing, or we could try one of those bustling market stalls for a true taste of the city." He paused, gauging her reaction. "Of course," he added quickly, "the choice is entirely yours. Today''s about you enjoying yourself." Francesca smiled, appreciating his sincerity. "The ramen sounds interesting," she admitted. "I haven''t had a chance to try any Earthwall specialties yet." Arthur''s face lit up. "Perfect! Then ramen it is. Let''s go explore the city and fill our bellies with delicious food. Maybe afterwards, we could check out some of the waterfalls ¨C they''re truly a sight to behold." A spark of excitement ignited in Francesca''s eyes. This would be fun, hopefully her friends were having fun as well. Nestled amidst thebyrinthine alleyways behind Earthwall''s bustling market district, the ramen shop Kintsugi radiated an air of quietfort. Unlike the neon-drenched restaurants lining the main avenues, Kintsugi''s appeal was subtle. A single redntern swayed gently above the entrance, casting a warm glow on the worn wooden facade. The only other adornment was a simple white sign painted with elegant calligraphy that proimed the shop''s name ¨C Kintsugi, meaning "golden joinery," a reference to the a certain powerful Eastern art of repairing broken pottery with gold, making the cracks a beautiful part of the object''s history. As Arthur and Francesca slid open the weathered wooden door, a wave of enticing aromas greeted them. The air hung heavy with theforting scents of simmering broth, savory spices, and perfectly cooked noodles. The interior was small and cozy, illuminated by the warm glow of hanging papernterns. Wooden tables, some polished smooth by years of use, were nestled close together, creating an atmosphere of intimacy. Steam rose from bowls brimming with golden broth, their surfaces adorned with glistening slices of meat, colorful vegetables, and perfectly cooked ramen eggs. At the counter, a wizened old man with a kind smile and salt-and-pepper hair worked tirelessly, his practiced movements belying the symphony of vors he created in each bowl. The rhythmic ck of chopsticks against bowls and the satisfied murmurs of patrons filled the air, creating aforting symphony of contentment. Arthur and Francesca, their conversation flowing easily, scanned the menu at Kintsugi. The options, while not overwhelming, showcased a dedication to quality and tradition. Arthur, ever the adventurous eater, opted for the "Spicy Ramen," a fiery concoction rumored to test even the most seasoned pte. Francesca, intrigued but cautious, yed it safe with the "ssic Shoyu Ramen," a clear broth steeped with rich soy sauce and topped with tender slices of pork belly. The wait wasn''t long. The old chef at the counter worked with a practiced grace, his movements a well-rehearsed dance. Soon, two steaming bowls were ced before them, each a picture-perfect arrangement of noodles, broth, and toppings. Arthur wasted no time diving into his "Spicy Ramen." The rich red broth, shimmering with chili oil, sent a wave of heat rising up his nostrils. He took a hesitant sip, his eyes widening in surprise. The heat was intense, but not overpowering. It danced on his tongue, perfectly bnced by the savory depth of the pork-based broth and the subtle sweetness of the mirin. Each slurp of the springy noodles, coated in the fiery broth and adorned with tender slices of marinated chicken, was an explosion of vor. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, but a satisfied smile stretched across his face. Francesca, meanwhile, savored the elegance of her "ssic Shoyu Ramen." The clear broth, a testament to the chef''s skill, held a depth of vor that belied its simplicity. The perfectly cooked noodles had a delightful chew, and the melt-in-your-mouth pork belly added a touch of richness. Each bite was aforting harmony of textures and tastes. As they ate, they continued their conversation, their initial awkwardness reced by afortable ease. They talked about their lives within the Verdant Guild, their dreams for the future, and anything else that came to mind. The shared experience of the delicious ramen, the warmth of the restaurant, and the easy flow of conversation created a sense of intimacy that transcended their previous interactions. As heir to their respective country, they often met but never had this type of in depth conversation or this kind of interaction, it was only at a professional level. This time it was different, they would use this opportunity to build a real connection maybe. By the time they finished theirst bites, their bowls spotless and their bellies full, a sense of contentment settled over them. With contented sighs and bellies full of delicious ramen, Arthur and Francesca emerged from Kintsugi, the warm glow of the redntern casting them in a rosy light. The bustling night market stretched before them, a kaleidoscope of sights and sounds, but Arthur had another adventure in mind. "Feeling up for some more exploration?" he asked, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Earthwall boasts one of the most incredible amusement parks I''ve ever heard of. How about we ditch the nned stroll to the waterfalls and chase some thrills instead?" Francesca, surprised by the suggestion, couldn''t help but be swept up in his enthusiasm. The day had already taken unexpected turns, and a visit to a legendary amusement park was far more enticing than a predetermined walk. A yful smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "Thrills, huh?" she challenged, a hint of amusement dancing in her voice. "Alright, Arthur. You''re on. Let''s see what this amusement park has in store for us." Arthur grinned, his heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and hope. He wasn''t just eager to ride the roller coasters; he wanted to share this experience with Francesca, to see herugh, to witness the thrill ignite a spark in her eyes. Pointing towards the distant lights that painted the night sky with vibrant hues, he dered, "Then follow me! Let''s conquer Earthwall''s amusement park together!" As they rounded a corner, the cacophony of the city market gave way to a symphony of screams,ughter, and the pulsating thrum of carnival music. Earthwall''s renowned amusement park, "Cascade Kingdom," burst into view, a dazzling spectacle of neon lights and towering structures. Chapter 110: Arthur and Francesca 2 As they rounded a corner, the cacophony of the city market gave way to a symphony of screams,ughter, and the pulsating thrum of carnival music. Earthwall''s renowned amusement park, "Cascade Kingdom," burst into view, a dazzling spectacle of neon lights and towering structures. The entrance gates, a pair of stylized waterfalls cascading down into shimmering pools, marked the threshold to a world of pure, unadulterated fun. Towering above them, a colossal Ferris wheel cast a mesmerizing rainbow of colors across the park, each pod a tiny capsule promising a breathtaking panoramic view of the city. Inside, the park bustled with a vibrant energy. Laughter echoed from a rickety wooden roller coaster adorned with yful dragon figures. The pungent sweetness of cotton candy hung heavy in the air,peting with the tantalizing aroma of freshly baked pretzels and popcorn. A mesmerizing carousel, its hand-painted animals seemingly leaping out of the darkness, twirled hypnotically to the tune of a calliope. Further along, a towering structure resembling a colossal waterfall dominated the skyline. Titled "The Plunge," its sleek metal tracks snaked precariously down a near-vertical drop, promising an experience that defied gravity and tested one''s courage. For the less adrenaline-inclined, a gentle boat ride meandered through a meticulouslyndscaped miniature world,plete with whimsical waterfalls, quaint viges, and miniature trains chugging along miniature tracks. Every corner of Cascade Kingdom held a new adventure ¨C bumper cars weaving a chaotic ballet on a brightly lit track, haunted houses promising spooky thrills, and games of skill offering enticing prizes. The park was a kaleidoscope of sights, sounds, and smells, a sensory overload that promised a night unlike any other. Arthur, his eyes wide with childlike excitement, turned to Francesca. "So," he asked, his voice barely audible over the din, "what do you want to conquer first?" A wide smile stretched across Francesca''s face, her emerald eyes sparkling with a newfound light. "Let''s start small," she dered, a yful challenge in her voice, "and work our way up to that terrifying plunge. After all, a true adventurer needs to earn their screams, right?" Arthur''s spirit soared. The evening, already bursting with unforeseen wonders, extended ahead of them, overflowing with the anticipation of joyousughter, exhrating adventures, and maybe, just maybe, something even more electrifying. Thus began their adventures in the amusement park. The cacophony of screams andughter washed over them, a melody far more thrilling than the rhythmic ck of chopsticks from Kintsugi. Arthur, grabbed Francesca''s hand, his eyes sparkling with a mixture of excitement and the hope of seeing her carefree joy. "Ready?" he shouted. Francesca, a hint of apprehension battling with a newfound thrill in her eyes, squeezed his hand back. "Lead the way," she replied, a yful smile dancing on her lips. Their first stop was the carousel, a mesmerizing spectacle of hand-painted creatures bathed in a soft, rainbow glow. As they climbed aboard, Arthur chose a majestic winged horse, while Francesca opted for a sleek ck panther. The calliope music swelled, its cheerful melody transporting them back to a simpler time. The gentle rise and fall of the carousel offered a brief moment of respite, allowing them to steal nces at each other amidst the whirling lights and joyous shouts. Next, they tackled the ssic wooden roller coaster. Arthur, a veteran of such rides, whooped with delight as the rickety train climbed the steep inclines, only to plummet down with heart-stopping speed. Francesca, initially hesitant, found herself shrieking with a mixture of fear and exhration, clinging tightly to the bar in front of her. As the ride ended, her cheeks were flushed, and a breathlessugh escaped her lips. The night unfolded like a dream. They navigated the chaotic ballet of bumper cars, Francesca emerging victorious with a triumphant grin. They explored the whimsical world of the miniature boat ride, marveling at the intricate details and the sense of calm it offered amidst the park''s energetic atmosphere. They even ventured into a mildly spooky haunted house, emerging with intertwined hands and racing hearts, more fromughter than genuine fright. With each shared experience, a newyer of connection peeled back. Arthur, the ever-enthusiastic adventurer, reveled in seeing Francesca''s reserved nature melt away, reced by a sense of wonder and excitement. Francesca, in turn, found herself drawn to Arthur''s infectious energy and his genuine desire to share these moments with her. As the night wore on, the Ferris wheel beckoned them with its promise of a panoramic view. As their pod reached the apex, the entire city of Earthwall stretched out before them, a glittering tapestry of light against the inky ck canvas of the night sky. They shared afortable silence, the city lights twinkling below mirroring the unspoken emotions blossoming between them. The ultimate challenge awaited - The Plunge. Its formidable figure cast a shadow over the park, a testament to the park''smitment to exhrating encounters. Arthur, a flicker of apprehension in his eyes, mustered a tentative smile for Francesca. "Are you prepared to conquer your fears?" Francesca met his gaze, a newfound resolve shimmering in her eyes. "As long as I can unleash my screams," she retorted, a mischievous twinkle in her voice. And so, they joined the queue for The Plunge, the anticipation crackling in the air, overpowering the scent of popcorn and donuts from nearby stalls. Nervousughter and excited chatter filled the line, a symphony of emotions mirroring the turmoil in Arthur''s stomach. He stole a nce at Francesca. Gone was her initial apprehension, reced by a determined glint in her eyes. Her lips curved into a hint of a smile, a silent challenge that both thrilled and terrified him. As they inched forward in the line, Arthur attempted to distract himself by pointing out the park''s mesmerizing attractions. He described the stomach-churning drops of the nearby "Dragon''s Breath" roller coaster, the dizzying heights of the spinning teacups ride, and the haunted house with live actors (though Francesca scoffed at the idea). But his words fell on mostly deaf ears. Francesca seemed fixated on The Plunge, her gaze tracing the gravity-defying tracks that vanished into darkness. Each slow step forward brought them closer to the inevitable, the heart-stopping plunge that promised both terror and exhration. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, they reached the front of the line. The ride attendant, a bored-looking young woman with expertly braided purple hair, checked their harnesses with practiced efficiency. "Alright, thrill seekers," she drawled, her voice devoid of enthusiasm, "ready to take the plunge? Hold on tight and scream your lungs out. No judgment here." Arthur swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry. He locked eyes with Francesca, a silent question lingering between them. A slow smile spread across her face, a mix of excitement and mischief. "Let''s do this," she dered, her voice brimming with newfound confidence. Taking a deep breath and feeling the surge of adrenaline, Arthur and Francesca stepped into the metal carriage, ready to conquer their fears and elevate their day of unexpected adventures to new heights. The G-force pinned Arthur to his seat as theunch system catapulted them skyward. The world tilted on its axis, the vibrant lights of the amusement park morphing into a dizzying blur of color below. A strangled yell ripped from his throat, a primal reaction to the sudden surge of eleration. Beside him, Francesca shrieked with a mixture of terror and exhration. Her grip on the bar was white-knuckled, but a wide grin stretched across her face, a testament to the thrill coursing through her veins. As they reached the peak of the climb, the city of Earthwall sprawled out before them in its entirety. The majestic waterfalls, the source of the city''s lifeblood, shimmered like silver ribbons in the moonlight. For a fleeting moment, the world seemed to hang in the bnce, suspended between the thrill of the ascent and the terrifying plunge toe. ''''!!!" ''''Hahhhh!" Then, with a gut-wrenching lurch, the floor beneath them vanished. Arthur''s scream became a continuous, high-pitched wail as they plummeted towards the earth. The wind roared in his ears, whipping his hair into a frenzy. The city lights became streaks of neon, the amusement park shrinking to a miniature model far below. In that moment, fear threatened to consume him, but a nce at Francesca beside him gave him strength. Her eyes were wide, her face pale, but there was a spark of determination in them that mirrored his own. They were in this together, conquering not just the ride, but their own apprehensions. The descent felt like an eternity, a symphony of screams and wind tearing at their clothes. Then, just as abruptly as it began, the freefall ended. The pull of gravity lessened as the car climbed a smaller incline, offering them a brief reprieve before another stomach-churning drop. This sequence yed out multiple times, with each heart-stopping descent followed by a brief ascent, leaving them breathless and filled with excitement. As they approached the final drop, Arthur mustered up thest of his courage. "Are you ready for the ultimate plunge?" he shouted above the wind, his voice strained. Francesca, a mischievous glimmer in her eyes, leaned closer to him. "Just try to keep up with me!" she yelled back, her voice carrying a yful challenge. With onest bone-shaking descent, they hurtled towards the ground. The world around them became a blur of vibrant colors and sounds, the lights of the amusement park transforming into a mesmerizing whirl of shapes. Suddenly, the descent slowed. The brakes kicked in, bringing the car to a trembling stop. Arthur and Francesca, still reeling from the rush of adrenaline, slumped in their seats, chests heaving and breaths ragged. Gradually, the world came back into focus. The safety restraints released with a click, and they stumbled out of the car on shaky legs. The solid ground beneath their feet felt oddlyforting after their sky-high adventure. Leaning against the railing, they caught their breath while the park lights twinkled cheerfully before them. The screams andughter of other park-goers seemed distant, mere echoespared to the whirlwind of emotions they had just experienced. Finally, Arthur turned to Francesca, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. "Well," he wheezed, "that was... something." Francesca nodded, unable to deny it. "Indeed." Chapter 111: Each their own thought Theirughter echoed through the park as they walked, the adrenaline slowly dissipating into a warm, fuzzy feeling of aplishment. Arthur, still buzzing from the ride, suggested they cool down with a slow ride on the riverboat that meandered through a meticulouslyndscaped miniature world. As they glided past miniature viges bathed in the soft glow of tiny streemps and watched miniature trains chug along miniature tracks, afortable silence settled between them. It wasn''t the awkward silence of strangers, but afortable quiet that allowed them to process the whirlwind of emotions they''d shared. "That was..." Francesca began, searching for the right words. "Intense. Exhrating. Terrifying." Arthur chuckled, nodding in agreement. "Definitely all of those things. But you know," he added, his voice dropping a notch lower, "Seeing you conquer your fear... that was pretty amazing." Francesca met his gaze, a slight blush creeping up her cheeks. "I wouldn''t have done it without you," she admitted softly. The boat rounded a bend, revealing a miniature waterfall cascading down into a shimmering pool. The sound of the trickling water mingled with the gentle music ying from the boat''s speakers, creating a sense of serenity. "This day..." Arthur started, his voice hesitant. "It''s been... unexpected. Amazing, even." Francesca smiled, a genuine warmth radiating from her eyes. "Unexpected for sure. But the best kind of unexpected, wouldn''t you say?" Arthur couldn''t help but grin. "Definitely the best." As the boat ride ended, they found themselves standing near the exit of the park. The Ferris wheel, now devoid of passengers, cast long shadows across the deserted pathways. Thest strains of carnival music hung in the air, a bittersweet melody marking the end of the night''s festivities. Arthur looked at Francesca, the question hanging unspoken between them. "Would you like to..." he began, clearing his throat. The truth is Francesca is type of girl, so he would use this asion to strike. "Maybe grab some ice cream before we head back?" Francesca''s smile widened. "Ice cream sounds perfect," she said. They walked hand-in-hand out of the park, the cool night air a wee contrast to the earlier adrenaline rush. A small ice cream vendor with a brightly colored cart sat parked on the corner, the aroma of freshly churned waffle cones wafting through the air. Arthur bought them each a scoop, his choice a ssic chocte chip, and Francesca opting for a more adventurous mango sorbet. As they savored the sweet, cold treat, they continued their conversation, talking about their lives within the Verdant Guild, their dreams for the future, and everything else that came to mind. The night was far from over. With every sharedugh, every stolen nce, the connection between them deepened. The day, that had begun with a simple guild assignment, had blossomed into something far more meaningful. It was a day filled with unexpected delights, shared thrills, and a burgeoning connection that promised to rewrite the script of their mission outside of the academy. As they walked back under the starlit sky, hand in hand and hearts full, they knew this was just the beginning of their extraordinary adventure together. ¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã Back to Sunhold city. Moonlight streamed through the high window of Noah''s room, casting an ethereal glow across the worn leather armchair tucked into the corner. The faint scent of woodsmoke lingered in the air, a reminder of the crackling firece downstairs whereughter had danced just hours before. Exhaustion tugged at him, pulling him towards the plush bed centered in the room. Yet, sleep wouldn''te easily. His mind buzzed with the day''s events ¨C the tentative reconciliation with Lilith, the newfound sense of purpose that hummed beneath his skin. He rose and walked over to the window, gazing out at the slumbering city of Sunhold. Below, rooftops shimmered under the moon''s watchful gaze, a sea of terracotta tiles punctuated by the asional plume of smoke. In the distance, the majestic spires of the Grand Temple pierced the night sky, a silent testament to the city''s unwavering faith. A smile tugged at the corner of Noah''s lips. Knowing Lilith had his back, even if their bond wasn''t fully restored, brought a lightness to his heart he hadn''t felt in a long time. Now, with renewed focus, he could trulymit to his goal. He wasn''t sure what the future held, but tonight, under the soft glow of the moon, it felt hopeful. With a deep breath, Noah let go of the day''s worries and sank into the armchair. The warmth of the worn leather enveloped him as he closed his eyes, the image of Sunhold bathed in moonlight imprinted on his mind. Sleep, atst, imed him. Meanwhile, in the room directly below Noah''s, Lilith wrestled with insomnia. Unlike Noah, the gentle moonlight filtering through her window offered no sce. Today''s events reyed in her mind, a kaleidoscope of sights and sounds punctuated by a flicker of unfamiliar warmth whenever Noah smiled at her. It had been...fun. A foreign concept, yet undeniably present. Following the advice of her aunt and friends, she was slowly navigating this uncharted territory of connection with Noah. Progress, they''d assured her, though it felt frustratingly slow. A pang of possessiveness, sharp and unexpected, sliced through her. The mere thought of another woman by his side, upying the space she held so tentatively, sent a jolt of disquietude through her. Lilith may not have understood the full spectrum of emotions, but this much was clear: she didn''t want to lose Noah. Whether this fledgling connection blossomed into something deeper, like the love stories she''d overheard whispers of, remained a mystery. But one thing was certain ¨C she wouldn''t relinquish him without a fight, however unconventional that fight might be. Rising from the bed, Lilith padded across the plush carpet, the silence of the room broken only by the soft whoosh of her movements. Sleep, it seemed, remained stubbornly out of reach. A nce at the window revealed the moon still held its vigil in the sky, offering littlefort. Deciding to turn restlessness into productivity, Lilith turned towards a bookshelf tucked into a corner of the room. Its shelves groaned under the weight of numerous leather-bound volumes, each one a portal to a different world. Her gaze swept across the spines, searching for a particr book Arion assured he had. Finally, itnded on a well-worn tome titled "The Arcanist''s Primer." Withdrawing the book, she felt theforting weight of it in her hands. Perhaps, within its well-worn pages, she might find not only a distraction but also a flicker of inspiration. Curling up on a plush chaise lounge, Lilith opened the book, the scent of aged paper filling her senses. As she delved into the intricate diagrams and faded script, a spark of determination ignited within her. Tonight, she wouldn''t simply wait for sleep to im her. She would actively pursue knowledge, honing her magical abilities, and etching her own path alongside Noah. Lilith read with a newfound focus, the words on the page blurring slightly at the edges as exhaustion finally began to win its battle. She wasn''t sure how much time passed, but slowly, the cryptic symbols and arcane knowledge swam before her eyes. With a content sigh, she closed the book, the weight of the tome aforting presence on herp. The knowledge within its pages swirled in her mind, promising a path forward. A faint smile touched her lips, a rare and precious sight. Rising from the chaise lounge, her movements slow and deliberate, she made her way towards the plush bed. The moonlight cast long shadows across the room, and for the first time that night, Lilith felt a sense of peace settle over her. Sleep, when it came, was a wee embrace, filled with dreams of swirling magic and whispered promises of a future yet unwritten. A shaft of sunlight, sharp and insistent, pierced through Noah''s window, pulling him from the remnants of sleep. He stretched, feeling the satisfying pops in his joints, and a familiar energy crackled beneath his skin. Today was a new day, filled with possibilities. Without wasting time, Noahunched into his usual morning routine. He moved with practiced ease, a series of stretches and light calisthenics designed to awaken his body and sharpen his focus. Each push-up, each controlled kick, felt invigorating, a testament to the quiet discipline he''d maintained for years. As sweat beaded on his forehead, Noah couldn''t help but smile. It wasn''t just the familiar burn in his muscles or the pleasant ache that signaled a good workout. It was the feeling of progress, the knowledge that he was pushing himself, getting stronger, getting closer. "I will never get tired of this feeling," he murmured to himself, a quiet satisfactioncing his words. "This feeling of getting better." With a final stretch, he unfurled his workout mat. A quick nce at the clock told him he had some time before breakfast. A grin tugged at the corner of his lips. "Well," he said, more to himself than anyone else, "let''s go take a bath and see what the day holds." The prospect of a refreshing soak, followed by a day filled with purpose, was a weebination. He grabbed a towel and headed for the bathroom, eager to greet the new day. He had many things to aplish today, the most important one being testing his Ego weapon. ''''Surely, I won''t be disappointed.'''' Chapter 112: Ego Weapon The Whisperwood, a brooding sentinel on the northern edge of Sunhold City, wasn''t your typical forest. Sunlight struggled to prate the dense canopy, casting the forest floor in an perpetual twilight. Ancient oaks, their branches gnarled and twisted by centuries of growth, reached skyward like grasping ws. A thick carpet of moss and decaying leaves muffled the sound of footsteps, creating an unsettling silence broken only by the asional snap of a twig or the rustle of unseen creatures. The air itself hung heavy, thick with the scent of damp earth and something else, something primal and untamed. Strange, bioluminescent fungi dotted the decaying logs and forest floor, casting an eerie, otherworldly glow in the dimness. Vines, as thick as a man''s arm, snaked through the undergrowth, their sinuous forms hinting at a silent, lurking menace. The very trees seemed to whisper secrets in the rustling leaves, a constant murmur that sent shivers down the spine. It was a ce of untamed beauty and lurking danger, a wilderness that both beckoned and repelled with equal intensity. Noah was given his inaugural task: to venture into a specific section of the forest, eliminating menacing creatures that crossed his path. Meanwhile, Lilith was dispatched to a distinct location within the same woond. Learning from the previous mishap, Arion deployed vignt guardians to observe discreetly, intervening only when peril loomed. The dense canopy of the Whisperwood swallowed the remnants of sunlight, casting an emerald twilight around Noah. He stood alone, the silence broken only by the asional rustle of unseen creatures and the distant cry of a bird. This was it. His first mission, his first step into the heart of the wild unknown. A thrill of anticipation danced in his veins, a stark contrast to the cool sweat drying on his skin from his morning workout. But before he could fully focus on the task at hand, a chime resonated in his mind, a sound only he could hear. The system, his mysteriouspanion that had been dormant for a while, was finally waking from its upgrade only five more pourcentage and it would be good. Excitement bubbled within him, momentarily pushing thoughts of monsters and scouting to the back of his mind. What new functions awaited him? "Alright, let''s start by inspecting my reward, the Ego weapon," Noah eximed eagerly. As he reached into his item box, Noah retrieved something peculiar¡ªa spongy substance resembling slime. The instant it made contact with his hand, a mysterious bond formed between Noah and the golden, jelly-like material. A vibrant gold color pulsed faintly within the gtinous mass, giving it an almost otherworldly appearance. It felt surprisingly firm yet strangely malleable, a bizarrebination that sent a spark of curiosity through him. "Yes, this is the original form of the Ego weapon," replied Noah with excitement. "To activate it, you need to feed it a weapon of your choice. From that point onward, it will undergo transformations based on your strength and mana. It''s truly incredible!" As Noah made contact with the Ego weapon, a flood of information rushed into his mind, providing him with a deeper understanding of its capabilities and potential. Indeed, the concept of Ego weapons, which possess their own will and rank among the highest-grade equipment in this world, may initially seem far-fetched. However, when considering that mana, the main energy of this world, is harnessed by human will, the idea of a weapon autonomously handling it and creating synergy with its owner bes more usible. Ego weapons are designed to tap into the wielder''s mana and work in harmony with their intentions, unleashing their full potential. This unique bond between wielder and weapon allows for extraordinary feats and unparalleled power. ''''It is time to begin! A sly grin stretched across Noah''s face. He didn''t need to look far for the perfect weapon to initiate his Ego weapon''s transformation. With a flick of his wrist, the ck sword he''d received during his awakening materialized in his other hand. This wasn''t some fancy, ornate de, but a simple, utilitarian tool ¨C a reflection of his own no-nonsense approach. He held the two objects close, the cool steel of the sword a stark contrast to the pulsating warmth of the Ego weapon. Mentally, he focused, picturing the ck metal being absorbed, bing the foundation for something new, something powerful. The gold slime reacted instantly. With a soft plop, the sword vanished, seemingly swallowed whole by the gtinous mass. A jolt of energy surged through Noah, a significant chunk of his mana being siphoned away to fuel the transformation. He winced, momentarily lightheaded, but gritted his teeth, determined to see it through. Then, a blinding light erupted. Noah squeezed his eyes shut, shielding them from the sudden brilliance. The forest floor vibrated beneath his feet, and a low hum filled the air. When the light finally subsided, he cautiously opened his eyes. In his hand, where the pulsating blob once resided,y a familiar form ¨C a ck sword. But this was no ordinary de. A faint, icy blue light emanated from its surface, casting an otherworldly glow on the surrounding foliage. The metal itself felt different ¨C cold, almost sentient, like a predator poised for the kill. An involuntary shiver ran down Noah''s spine, a mixture of awe and primal fear. ''''!!!" ''''Hahahaha! This will be fun!" Augh, devoid of malice but filled with a newfound power, escaped his lips. The knowledge flowed through Noah''s mind, solidifying his understanding of Ego weapons. These weren''t mere tools, but living extensions of their wielders. They grew alongside their owners, a reflection of their strength and the depth of the bond they shared. A thrill shot through him ¨C this wasn''t just a weapon, it was a partnership, a shared journey of growth. The information continued, outlining the unbreakable connection between owner and Ego weapon. They couldn''t be traded or bartered, bing truly ownerless only upon their owner''s death. Even then, some Ego weapons, forged in an unbreakable bond, would vanish alongside their fallen masters. His grip tightened around the hilt of his transformed de. This wasn''t just about power; it was about responsibility. This icy weapon, a chilling manifestation of his potential, demanded respect and amitment to growth. The final detail sent a jolt of wonder through him. The strongest Ego weapons, legends whispered, could even take human form. Though incredibly rare, the very notion fueled his imagination. Here, in his hand, resided the potential for something extraordinary, something that transcended the boundaries of a simple weapon. Ego weapons couldn''t be ranked or categorized like their mundane counterparts. They were unique, personal expressions of power, and the potential within his newly transformed de was limitless. A fierce determination settled in his gaze. He wouldn''t squander this gift. He would nurture the bond, hone his skills, and together, they would be able to walk on the path ahead, whether standing at the summit or getting revenge for his mother. With a newfound purpose coursing through him, Noah slipped the Ego weapon back into its sheath. The Whisperwood awaited, its secrets and dangers calling to him. But now, he wasn''t just a lone scout venturing into the unknown. He was a warrior, bonded to a weapon that mirrored his own potential, and the thrill of the hunt burned bright within him. Just as Noah shouldered his pack and turned towards the deeper shadows of the Whisperwood, a familiar chime echoed in his mind. The system''s voice, crisp and clear, announced a notification. "[Name your weapon. Reward: Your weapon first ability will be unlocked.]" A thoughtful frown creased Noah''s brow. This was unexpected, but a wee surprise nheless. Here was a chance to personalize this strange weapon further, to forge a deeper connection. His gaze drifted down to the cool hilt protruding from his pack. The faint blue glow emanated from the de, a constant reminder of its chilling power. A name. It needed a name, something that reflected its nature and the bond they were forging. His mind raced through possibilities. But then, one name rose above the rest, a name that resonated with the weapon''s icy aura and the potential for growth it held. Nemesis. The name of the Greek goddess of retribution, of justice, and of a power that could both punish and protect. A fitting name for what he was about to aplish in the future. A slow smile spread across his face. Nemesis. It was perfect. With a silent nod, he focused his will, mentally uttering the chosen name. The moment the name settled within him, a surge of energy pulsed from the weapon, coursing through his arm. His eyes widened in surprise as the faint blue glow intensified, swirling around the scabbard before vanishingpletely. In its ce, a single rune, intricate and beautiful, shimmered faintly on the hilt. [Nemesis'' first ability: ''Telekinesis'' unlocked.] The system''s voice echoed once more, confirming his actions. A thrill shot through Noah. Nemesis. His weapon. A partner in his growth, imbued with his will, and now, with its first ability unlocked. ''''Indeed, this going to be fun!" Chapter 113: Telekinesis [Nemesis'' first ability: ''Telekinesis'' unlocked.] The system''s voice echoed once more, confirming his actions. A thrill shot through Noah. Nemesis. His weapon. A partner in his growth, imbued with his will, and now, with its first ability unlocked. ''''Indeed, this going to be fun!" ''''Status Window!" he called out. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Regr Level 38 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 37/87 Strength: 100 Intelligence: 79 Dexterity: 100 Luck: 75 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 3060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis} Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö As it had happened before, Noah received information on his skill. Telekinesis, as unlocked by Noah''s weapon Nemesis, is the ability to manipte objects with his mind. This means Noah can move things around him without physically touching them. Range and Strength: The range and strength of Noah''s telekinesis will depend on several factors. In the beginning, it might be limited to moving small objects like pebbles or twigs over short distances. As he trains and strengthens his bond with Nemesis, the range and weight of objects he can manipte will increase. Precision and Finesse: Telekinesis isn''t just about brute force. Noah can also use it with delicate precision, picking locks, maneuvering objects through tight spaces, or even deflecting projectiles. Limitations: There will likely be limitations to Noah''s telekinesis, he was aware of this. Veryrge or heavy objects might be beyond his current capabilities. Additionally, the material of the object could y a role, with some materials being more resistant to mental maniption. Noah gently stroked his chin, his mind brimming with the countless possibilities that his newfound ability, telekinesis, held. He envisioned a multitude of practical applications for this remarkable skill. Disarming an enemy: Imagine a tense standoff where Noah, with a flick of his mind, rips the weapon from his opponent''s grasp, leaving them defenseless. Sending a monster flying: During a fight with a monstrous creature, Noah could use a burst of telekic force to send it crashing through the trees, creating an opening for an attack. Solving puzzles: In ancient ruins or forgotten tombs (Dungeons), telekinesis could be used to manipte levers, activate hidden mechanisms, or bridge gaps, helping Noah progress through these challenges. Scouting ahead: Noah could use telekinesis to send small objects, like pebbles or stones, around corners or through dense foliage, allowing him to get a sense of what lies ahead without directly exposing himself to danger. So many thoughts swirling in his mind, Noah decided to experiment with a few of them today before departing. A new idea had sparked within him, one that he was determined to put to the test. Aware of the toll it would take on his mana and mental energy, he realized that bolstering his mana would be his top priority. He set his sights on achieving a milestone - to push his Mana stat beyond 100 points, just like his Strength and Dexterity stats. Noah noticed that his current mana reserve was below half its capacity, but he knew it wouldn''t be sufficient for the uing mission. Reluctant to waste a precious mana recovery potion, he opted for a natural solution - giving himself an hour to allow his mana to naturally replenish. With that in mind, Noah decided to take a brief break, allowing himself to rx and enjoy a satisfying hamburger. Thest bite of the juicy burger vanished, and as Noah savored the taste, a surge of renewed energy surged through his body. The sunlight filtering through the leaves took on a vibrant glow, and the gentle breeze carried a captivating melody that seemed to beckon him towards new adventures. Noah stretched, feeling the tension melt away from his muscles, and with a sense of contentment, he checked his mental gauge. A satisfied smile graced his face as he discovered that his mana had replenished to afortable level. He rose to his feet, his gaze drawn towards the darker recesses of the Whisperwood, where his mission awaited him. The mysterious aura of the forest called out to him, urging him to embark on his next adventure. Noah''s boots crunched softly on the forest floor as he ventured deeper into the unknown. The sunlight, filtered by the dense canopy, gradually faded, leaving behind an eerie twilight. The air was heavy with the scent of damp earth and decay, a stark contrast to theforting aroma of the burger he had devoured earlier. Every rustle of leaves, every snap of a twig sent a jolt of alertness through his veins. After half an hour of trekking, the rustling noises escted, transforming into distinct guttural growls and heavy footsteps. Noah instinctively crouched low, his hand tightening around the hilt of his trusted weapon, Nemesis. Through the dense undergrowth, he caught sight of a group of figures lumbering towards him. His breath hitched in his throat. Orcs. There were three of them, towering figures with broad shoulders and stooped postures. Their leathery, green skin bore scars, and their eyes glowed like burning embers in the gloom, radiating predatory hunger. Each orc brandished a wickedly curved cleaver, the metal glinting ominously in the dim light. Noah''s heart pounded against his ribs, not out of fear, but out of exhration. "It seems like ytime is over," he murmured, his voice barely a whisper, tinged with a touch of madness. Taking a deep breath, he rose to his feet, stepping out from behind the cover of the trees. The orcs halted, their beady eyes fixated on him. In that tense moment, they stood frozen, creating a silent tableau in the heart of the Whisperwood. Then, with a guttural roar, one of the orcs charged, its cleaver raised high. The hunt had begun. A wicked grin spread across Noah''s face, the shadows of the Whisperwood entuating the sinister glint in his eyes. These orcs, these low-level mobs, would pose no significant threat. Not anymore. Today, he possessed a secret weapon - a weapon not just forged of steel, but of the power of his mind. With a subtle flick of his wrist, unnoticed by the charging orc, Noah unleashed his newfound telekic abilities. The orc''s hefty cleaver, poised for a devastating strike, suddenly defied gravity. Confusion briefly clouded the beast''s face as its weapon twisted and turned in mid-air. The momentum of its charge propelled it forward, but without its weapon, its attack became a clumsy stumble. The other two orcs, witnessing theirrade''s peculiar mishap, bellowed in surprise and fury. However, before they could react, Noahunched his next assault. Focusing his mind on arge rock partially buried in the forest floor, he channeled his power. The rock, seemingly under its own volition, erupted from the ground, propelled by an unseen force. It soared through the air, a brown blur against the green backdrop, and crashed forcefully into the chest of the nearest orc. "Graa!" A strangled grunt escaped the creature''s lips as it was sent hurtling backward, colliding with a nearby tree with a sickening thud. The third orc, the one who had stumbled after losing its cleaver, roared in fury. It charged, fueled by primal rage. Noah, emboldened by his initial sess, met the charge head-on. Nemesis hummed coldly in his grasp, a silent assurance of power. As the orc swung its remaining cleaver, Noah once again focused his telekinesis. This time, he envisioned the orc''s leg contorting at an unnatural angle. Krack! A bone-chilling crack reverberated through the forest as the orc''s knee buckled beneath it. The creature let out a shriek of agony, copsing onto the damp earth. It struggled to rise, but its leg hung limply, unmistakably broken. Noah observed it for a moment, a calcting expression recing the earlier thrill. These weren''t humans, not truly. They were monsters, threats that needed to be neutralized. With a final flick of his wrist, he sent a small pebble hurtling through the air. Swoosh! Puk! The pebble struck the injured orc squarely on the forehead, rendering it unconscious. The final orc, the one disarmed by Noah''s telekinesis,y sprawled at the base of a tree, whimpering. Noah approached cautiously, Nemesis poised and ready. The creature flinched at every step, fear now evident in its eyes, a stark contrast to its earlier aggression. "Well, well! This is even more enjoyable than I anticipated," he remarked, his voice calm yet resolute but it couldn''t hide a certain air of madness deep within. ''''!!" The orc let out another whimper, its gutturalnguage iprehensible. A shiver ran down the orc''s spine, sending chills throughout its body. Suddenly, a different kind of tension filled the air, crackling with energy. Noah raised his de, Nemesis, and the chilling aura that radiated from it grew stronger in the dim light. There was no time for hesitation. Leaving a wounded orc behind could attract more danger. With determination in his eyes, Noah unleashed one of his sword skills - The Splitting Ripple sh. He had practiced this move countless times, ingraining the motions into his muscle memory. As if anticipating hismand, Nemesis hummed with power, its form shimmering faintly. Noah lunged forward, his movements a blur of focused energy. It was time to send the monster on its way. Chapter 114: Orcs Nemesis sang a cold song as it sliced through the air, leaving two distinct vertical shes in its wake. One aimed at the orc''s shoulder, the other at its leg. The strikes were swift and precise, leaving no room for error. A sickening thud filled the air as Nemesis met flesh and bone. The first sh tore through the orc''s shoulder joint, releasing a spray of crimson mist into the air. The second strike, aimed at its leg, severed a vital artery. The creature let out a horrifying shriek, its sound echoing through the silent forest, before copsing to the ground lifeless. {39% Experience} Noah pondered over the numerical significance of his battle aplishments. With a staggering increase of 39% in experience, it became apparent that each vanquished orc contributed a substantial 13% to his overall progress. A meticulous calction revealed that Noah''s current experience point total was achieved by sessfully ying three of these formidable creatures. However, in order to ascend to the next level, an additional five orcs would need to fall by his hand. Driven by his insatiable thirst for growth, Noah wasted no time in embarking on a quest for his next conquest. After a mere half-hour of relentless searching, he came face to face with two formidable orcs. Through the dense foliage, he spotted not one, but two orcs lumbering towards him. This time, they looked a bit different. These orcs were slightlyrger, d in crude leather armor, and wielded wickedly barbed axes instead of cleavers. Noah''s lips curled into a sadistic grin as his eyes fell upon the two menacing orcs. He hunkered down, concealed within the thick foliage. A sense of vengeance surged through him, matching his unwavering determination. This battle would not be simple. This time, he would exploit the element of surprise and harness his newfound telekic abilities to his advantage. With a swift flick of his wrist, imperceptible to the orcs, Noah directed his focus towards one of their jagged axes. The weapon jerked in mid-air, torn from its owner''s grip by an unseen force. "!!" The brute bellowed in bewilderment, desperately reaching for his now weightless axe. Before the orc could react, Noah forcefully thrust the pilfered weapon into the back of the other orc using his telekic prowess. Bang! The impact propelled the second orc forward, causing it to collide with itspanion in a chaotic flurry of limbs and startled roars. Pandemonium ensued. The two orcs, momentarily taken aback and thrown into disarray, engaged in a fierce struggle with each other, their barbed axes abandoned on the forest ground. Noah observed them with predatory eyes, relishing in the sight of his prey in utter disarray. It was a perfect moment. He straightened himself, Nemesis casually hanging at his side, projecting an air of nonchnt confidence that concealed the lethal power coursing through him. "Seems like the fun and games havee to an end," he dered, his voice resonating through the clearing. Chaos erupted. The two orcs, momentarily stunned and disoriented, grappled with each other, their barbed axes forgotten on the forest floor. Noah watched, a predator observing his prey in disarray. This was perfect. He rose slowly, Nemesis held loose at his side, a picture of casual confidence that belied the deadly potential humming within him. "Looks like ytime is over," he announced, his voice carrying through the clearing. Pandemonium ensued. The two orcs, momentarily taken aback and thrown into disarray, engaged in a fierce struggle with each other, their barbed axes abandoned on the forest ground. Noah observed them with predatory eyes, relishing in the sight of his prey in utter disarray. It was a perfect moment. He straightened himself, Nemesis casually hanging at his side, projecting an air of nonchnt confidence that concealed the lethal power coursing through him. "Seems like the fun and games havee to an end," he dered, his voice resonating through the clearing. ''''Graaa!" ''''Graaa!" The disoriented orcs finally snapped their focus to Noah, primal rage burning in their eyes as they roared in unison. With renewed determination, they charged forward, a whirlwind of fur and barbarity aimed at crushing this unexpected threat. But Noah wouldn''t be intimidated. A glint of icy blue flickered in his eyes, his mind a steel trap formting a n. He focused on the first orc''s charge, analyzing its momentum. Just as the creature lunged, Noah sidestepped with lightning reflexes. A surge of blue energy erupted from his hand, flowing seamlessly onto Nemesis. The cold steel transformed in an instant, the once familiar weight reced by a crackling heat. Nemesis was aze ¨C a burning de radiating an intense heat that shimmered in the dim light. He had just used the me Art. In a blur of motion, fueled by adrenaline, Noah swung Nemesis in a deadly arc. The fiery de cleaved through the first orc with a sickening sizzle, the creature''s surprised bellow cut short. Its body split in two alongside its weapon as the mes greedily devoured its flesh. The second orc, witnessing the horrifying spectacle, faltered in its charge. Fear flickered in its eyes, momentarily recing the primal rage. It spun on its heels, attempting a desperate escape. But Noah wouldn''t allow it. With a flick of his wrist, he telekically seized a jagged piece of metal, a remnant of the first orc''s shattered weapon. The shard transformed into a gruesome projectile, propelled by an unseen force. Swoosh! It zipped through the air with a deadly whisper, finding its mark in the fleeing orc''s back. The creature crumpled to the ground, dead before it even realized its demise. Noah stood amidst the carnage, the air thick with the stench of burnt flesh and blood. The mes of Nemesis still flickering ominously in his hand. A chime echoed in his mind. {+ 26% Experience} He extinguished the mes on Nemesis with a deep breath, the cold steel oddlyforting in his grip. He nced at the fallen orcs with a sight. "I will do anything to achieve my goals. Let''s keep moving forward." Forty minutes had passed, the forest growing progressively darker with each passing moment. Suddenly, a flicker of movement caught his eye. Four shapes emerged from behind a thicket of trees ¨C orcs, but unlike the previous ones. These were leaner, d in leather jerkins and carrying shortbows instead of heavy weapons. "Scouts, huh?" Noah muttered under his breath. A mischievous gleam danced in Noah''s gaze. He recalled the strategy that had proven sessful in the past. With a wordless directive, he directed his attention to a pebble nearby, urging it to lift from the ground. The small stone hovered momentarily, then swiftly darted through the air, bouncing off a tree trunk without causing any harm. The scouts froze in their tracks, their heads turning towards the noise. The leader among them, easily distinguishable, prepared an arrow on his bow, scanning the surrounding foliage for the origin of themotion. This was it. Noah tapped into his telekic ability once again, focusing his power on a nearby branch that hung low, heavy with lush leaves. With a subtle flick of his wrist, he snapped the branch, causing a flurry of leaves to rain down upon the unsuspecting orcs. The startled yelps that escaped their lips filled Noah''s ears with satisfaction, like sweet music to his senses. Amidst the chaos and disarray, Noah seized the opportunity to unleash his final assault. His concentration honed in on the leader''s bow, his mindmanding it to twist and wrench out of the orc''s grip. The startled leader grunted in surprise as his weapon was forcefully ripped from his hand, sailing through the air before ttering onto the forest floor several meters away. In the aftermath of the skirmish, the remaining scouts found themselves vulnerable and disoriented, their leader disarmed and incapacitated. It was the perfect moment for Noah to strike. With a surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins, he burst forth from his hiding ce, brandishing his weapon, Nemesis, with deadly intent. The cold steel gleamed in the dim light, a symbol of his unwavering determination. Noah''s mind echoed with the name of his most powerful sword skill, "Fangs of Insanity." With the grace of a dancer, he moved swiftly, each strike with Nemesis finding its mark with lethal precision. He expertly dodged desperate swings and deflected panicked thrusts, his movements a testament to his skill and control. In the chaos of battle, Noah became a grim reaper, his every strike harvesting lives with chilling efficiency. In a matter of minutes, the forest floor was strewn with the fallen, their expressions frozen in surprise as the fading light cast an eerie glow over the scene. Noah stood amidst the aftermath, his chest heaving with exhaustion and his body covered in a sheen of sweat. The adrenaline-fueled thrill of the fight began to wane, reced by a somber weight in his gut. He knew he wasn''t a monster, but in this unforgiving world, survival necessitated a ruthless edge and beside he was ready to do anything to achieve his goals. Chapter 115: Orc Village The familiar chime echoed in Noah''s mind ¨C {Ding! Level Up}. A surge of satisfaction washed over him, momentarily pushing aside the grim reality of the carnage around him. He wasted no time, his mind already set on his next move. With practiced efficiency, he opened his status window and allocated his two hard-earned stat points into Mana, exactly as he had meticulously nned. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Regr Level: 39 ss: Angel of Death Title:Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î * Mana: 91 (¡ú 93) * Strength: 102 * Intelligence: 81 * Dexterity: 102 * Luck: 77 Stat Points: 0 Coins:3060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skills: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv1} Exclusive Skill: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö A satisfied smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he closed the window. Just one more level, and he''d reach the next Rank ¨C a significant milestone in his journey. But there was no time forcency. The discovery of orc scouts meant only one thing: an Orc Vige lurked nearby. Noah stroked his chin thoughtfully, his eyes gleaming with a cold determination. This wasn''t just about advancement anymore. This was an opportunity, a chance to eliminate a potential threat and a veritable treasure trove of experience points. "Looks like it''s time for a vige cleansing," he murmured, his voice devoid of emotion. The yful glint usually present in his eyes was reced by a steely resolve. He wouldn''t let sentimentality cloud his judgment. He had a mission, and these orcs were nothing more than obstacles in his path. With a renewed sense of determination, Noah stood tall, his grip on Nemesis tightening as it emanated a chilling aura. The ethereal murmurs of the Whisperwood resonated with greater intensity, as if beckoning him onwards. Utilizing his keen Presence Detection skill, he meticulously surveyed the forest floor, ever vignt for concealed perils. Each step he took showcased his burgeoning wariness, while the subtle pulsations of Telekinesis at his temples expanded his perception, enabling him to delve into the depths of the undergrowth. After an arduous hour of tireless exploration, his perseverance finally paid off. On the other side of a small hill, nketed in a thickyer of moss, sprawled the orc vige, a festering sore amidst the otherwise pristine forest. The air was heavy with acrid smoke, billowing out from ten crudely constructed huts. These were not the sturdy log cabins of human trappers, but shoddy structures hastily assembled from rough nks and bound together with thick, knotted vines. Animal skins, caked in mud, were carelessly draped over some of the roofs, offering a feeble defense against the elements. At the heart of the vige stood arger structure, perhaps amunal longhouse, its walls adorned with crude symbols etched into the wood and the bleached skulls of unfortunate creatures. The scent of savagery wafted from its walls, permeating the air with a sickening presence. A makeshift palisade fence, constructed haphazardly from sharpened tree trunks, encircled the entire settlement. Gaps and uneven heights in the fence hinted at a hurried construction, more of a deterrent to wandering animals than a formidable defense. Orcish figures, d in mismatched leather and furs, roamed the crude courtyard, their guttural shouts and raucousughter carried by the evening breeze. The air was heavy with the odors of woodsmoke, cooking meat, and a faint hint of sewage, assaulting Noah''s senses. This was no ce of peace or serenity. It was a den of violence, a testament to a brutal way of life. But for Noah, it presented an opportunity for growth, a challenge to be conquered. He hunkered down behind the cover of the hill, his eyes fixed on the orc vige, a cold determination glinting in his golden gaze. Like a coiled viper awaiting the perfect moment to strike, Noah maintained his hidden position for another hour. Every rustle of leaves, every guttural shout only intensified his focus. His skill in Presence Detection pulsated within him, providing a mental map of the orc settlement''syout. After meticulous observation, a grim satisfaction settled upon his features. With a reasonable degree of certainty, he estimated that the enemy force numbered no more than twenty-five ¨C a manageable challenge, especially considering his expanding arsenal of skills. A predatory smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, sending a thrill of anticipation down his spine. The time for action had arrived. The n unfolded in Noah''s mind, a series of brutal yet calcted steps. The first move required a shift in tactics. Gripping his trusted weapon, Nemesis, tightly, Noah focused his concentration on it. In his mind''s eye, a vision flickered ¨C not of the familiar sword, but of a sleek and predatory bow. Determined to bring this vision to life, he willed the transformation, feeling a surge of energy course through him. Mana drained from his reserves like a bursting dam, momentarily weakening his mental strength. With a gasp, Noah stumbled back, using a nearby tree for support. The world briefly swam before sharpening back into focus. In his trembling hand, Nemesis had undergone a startling metamorphosis. The cold steel of the sword had been reced by an exquisite ck bow, emanating an eerie inner light. The weapon felt strangely familiar, perfectly bnced in his grip. ''''Nice!" A satisfied grunt escaped his lips, a testament to his growing control. However, this transformation hade at a cost. Half of Noah''s mana reserves were depleted, and a dull ache throbbed behind his eyes. Leaning against the rough bark of the tree, he took a few moments to replenish his drained energy. The orcs were not going anywhere. He had a brief respite to recover and ensure that his first strike would be urate. This was no longer just about brute force; it was about precision and orchestration. With a cold certainty, Noah realized that the symphony of death was about to begin, he was but after all the Angel of Death. Fifteen agonizing minutes dragged on, each passing second fueling his determination. With a deep breath, Noah straightened his stance, his grip tightening around the transformed Nemesis. The ebony bow felt like an extension of his own body, a conduit for the meticulously nned chaos he was about to unleash. The first step. With a silentmand, he tapped into the power of me Art once again. But this time, the mes didn''t engulf the de. Instead, they gathered around the arrow''s nock, forming a flickering inferno. The arrow itself, crafted from pure energy, pulsed with an ominous heat. Taking aim, Noah focused on the heart of the vige, where thergest hut likely housed the orcs''munal fire. His finger brushed against the release, and the world seemed to slow down. The panicked screeching of unseen birds, the rustling of leaves in the wind ¨C every sound became painfully clear. Then, with a sharp exhale, he let go. The ming arrow shot forward, a hissing streak of destruction. It sliced through the air, faster than any orcish reflex, leaving behind a trail of scorched atmosphere. Like a miniatureet, it crashed into the center of the target hut. **Boom!** The explosion ripped through the night, unleashing a thunderous roar that reverberated through the Whisperwood. A towering pir of me burst from the hut, hurling burning debris high into the sky. The shockwave rattled the trees, showering the ground with leaves like a twisted celebration. From the vige, a chaotic symphony of shouts and panicked screams erupted. Disoriented orcish figures stumbled out of their burning homes, their faces twisted in a mix of terror and rage. The carefully orchestrated chaos had begun. A wicked grin, brimming with feral intensity, danced upon Noah''s lips. With the fluidity of a seasoned warrior, he swiftly notched two more arrows, their tips pulsating with an infernal light that mirrored the glimmer in his piercing golden eyes. "Double Impact," he whispered, the words dripping from his tongue like a sinister oath. With a swift and precise double draw, both arrows soared through the air, leaving trails of scorching heat in their wake. They found their targets with lethal uracy, striking the heart of the orcish horde. The result was instantaneous - a horrifying explosion of mes that consumed several orcs in a relentless inferno. KaBOOM! Screams tore through the night, a symphony of raw terror that sent shivers down the spines of even the boldest creatures in the Whisperwood. The once-organized vige now resembled a scene from the depths of hell. mes danced in a chaotic frenzy, casting grotesque shadows that writhed upon the terrified faces of the surviving orcs. Chaos reigned supreme. Orcs, their initial shock transforming into primal rage, surged out of the inferno, ''''Graa!" ''''Graaa!!" their guttural roars a testament to their fury. Yet, Noah remained unfazed. He was the apex predator amidst the pandemonium, the conductor orchestrating this symphony of destruction. Another arrow, infused with an icy ze, found its mark. Boom! Chapter 116: Angel of Death Chaos reigned supreme, anarchy unleashed. Orcs, their initial astonishment giving way to a primal fury, surged out of the inferno-like malevolent spirits emerging from the mes. ''''!!!" Their guttural roars reverberated through the night, a primal defiance that pierced the very atmosphere. Yet, Noah remained unperturbed. He stood as the ultimate predator amidst the pandemonium, orchestrating this symphony of devastation, his eyes aze with the thrill of the hunt. To focus on the hunt he put off the system''s notification. ''''Better focus on hunting without distraction.'''' A different kind of arrow, infused with an icy inferno, found its mark. This was not the customary ze of fire; instead, a frosty blue me erupted, engulfing an orc in a bone-chilling sh. The creature emitted a piercing shriek, cutting through the chaotic chorus of roars, before sumbing to a smoldering pile of ash and ice. BOOM! An expertly aimed arrow detonated at the heart of the orcish horde. The explosion unleashed a torrent of mes and debris, devouring several orcs whole. Their agonized screams abruptly ceased, reced by the sickening sound of flesh meeting relentless fire. The air filled with anguished cries, both human and monstrous, forming a grim symphony to apany the unfolding carnage. The remaining orcs, trapped in a state of fearful fury, stumbled about in bewildered confusion. Some blindly charged towards their unseen assant, their rage a desperate gamble for survival. Others huddled together, whimpering and searching for any means of escape. But there was no refuge, no sanctuary to be found. Noah, a specter lurking within the flickering shadows, continued his lethal dance. Another arrow, another bone-chilling detonation. The symphony of destruction persisted, its tempo elerating with each passing moment. The once proud orc vige now stood as a zing pyre, a testament to Noah''s calcted prowess. Within a matter of minutes, the scorched earth bore witness to the lifeless bodies of ten orcs, their anguished cries silenced by an eerie hush. It was then that their formidable leader, a towering brute adorned with crude tattoos and a jagged bone ne, emerged from the zing chaos. Beside him stood a frail orc draped in tattered robes, clutching a twisted staff, his eyes emitting a sickly green glow. A shaman, possessing rudimentary mastery of the arcane arts. Without hesitation, the shaman began his incantation, an ipr¨¦hensible chant that wed at Noah''s sanity. ''''~~~~~'''''' With each syble, he summoned a cascade of glistening water spheres that arced through the air like miniatureets, descending upon the engulfed vige. As the water collided with the mes, a hissing symphony ensued, shrouding the scene in a veil of suffocating steam, momentarily obscuring the unfolding carnage. ''''Fuck!" Noah, concealed within the depths of the shadows, clenched his teeth. This unforeseen twist demanded adaptability. The orchestrated shock and panic that had initially gripped the orcs were dissipating, reced by a glimmer of defiance in the eyes of those who remained. A prolonged duel was not a luxury Noah could afford, especially not with a shaman wielding the unpredictable forces of magic. Noah''s tactical mind was momentarily overshadowed by fury. He forcefully thrust another arrow, engulfed in mes, onto Nemesis, feeling the scorching heat sear his fingertips even through the protection of his leather bracers. The arrow soared through the air, a symbol of destruction aimed directly at the scrawny orc shaman. However, the shaman was far from foolish. His instinct, sharpened by countless battles, must have alerted him to the impending danger. With a surprising disy of agility for his wiry frame, he swiftly dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the arrow that whistled harmlessly past his ear and found its mark in a burning hut. A triumphant roar erupted from the shaman''s throat, a guttural sound that reverberated through the smoke-filled clearing. "There you are, pathetic human!" he bellowed, his voice dripping with malicious delight. Not only had he survived the initial attack, but he had also discovered Noah''s whereabouts. The tides were turning in his favor. Unfazed, Noah''s lips curled into a cold smile, a testament to his ever-analytical mind. ''''Got you!" While the orc shaman reveled in his perceived victory, Noah, with a flick of his wrist, exerted his telekic control over the ming arrow. Defying thews of physics, it twisted mid-flight in an impossible arc, guided by an unseen force. The arrow, a zing serpent, crashed into the back of the unsuspecting shaman. A raw and primal scream erupted from his throat but was abruptly silenced. The mes, now fueled by the shaman''s magical energy, erupted into a raging inferno, consuming his body in blinding white light. The orc leader, who had been issuingmands mere moments ago, stood frozen in shock. His most trusted advisor, the conduit for their rudimentary magic, had been reduced to a smoldering husk in an instant. His enraged roar, cut short by the shaman''s demise, died in his throat. A heavy silence descended upon the battlefield, interrupted only by the crackling of mes and the agonizing moans of the dying. Noah emerged from the shadows, Nemesis loosely held in his grasp. His golden eyes, devoid of any emotion, scanned the remaining orcs. A chilling whisper, devoid of warmth or mercy, resounded through the smoke-filled clearing, sending shivers down the spines of the remaining orcs, a stark contrast to their earlier battle cries. The words, "Who''s next?" hung in the air, a haunting promise of impending doom. Noah knew that this momentary silence wouldn''tst. He needed to seize the opportunity. Swiftly, he uncorked a vial, consuming a vibrant blue Mana potion that shimmered with arcane energy. Instantly, his magical reserves were replenished, the faint ache behind his eyes fading away. Another vial followed, this time a Stamina potion, infusing him with renewed vigor and strength. Emerging from the shadows, Noah appeared as a grim reaper reborn. Nemesis, once a gleaming bow, had undergone a transformation fueled by his will. Gone was the elegant bow, reced by a sleek ck pistol that materialized in his hand - a Desert Eagle .44 Magnum. The sunlight reflected off its polished surface, mirroring the mes that still danced amidst the burning vige. Through his [Master of Weapons] skill, the gun felt strangely familiar in his grip. It was a weapon he had never wielded before, yet his mind instinctively understood its function. This was the power of his skill, a terrifying adaptability that made him a master of any instrument of war. With a flick of his wrist, a crackling ball of pure mana materialized at the barrel''s tip. It pulsed with an otherworldly light, a stark contrast to a conventional bullet. This was no ordinary projectile - it was a magic bullet, infused with raw power and fueled by his reserves. Setting his sights on a particrlyrge orc, still frozen in disbelief, Noah pulled the trigger. A thunderous BANG! resounded through the clearing, a jarring juxtaposition against the backdrop of the raging inferno. The magic bullet, swifter than any orcish reflex, tore through the air, a streak of pure energy. It collided with the orc''s head, producing a sickening crunch. There was no time for screams, no time for surprise. One moment, the orc stared nkly at Noah and the next, his head exploded into a mist of crimson, his lifeless body copsing to the ground like a discarded ragdoll. The remaining orcs, jolted out of their stupor by the deafening report and the gruesome demise of theirrade, erupted into a cacophony of shouts and panicked yells. Their initial fear quickly transformed into primal rage. With guttural roars that reverberated through the ravaged vige, they charged forward, a relentless tide of fury converging upon the solitary figure in the clearing. Yet Noah remained unfazed. A cold smile yed on his lips, his golden eyes gleaming with predatory intensity. The hunt was far from over; it was just getting interesting. Armed with a gun in one hand and a repertoire of lethal skills at his disposal, these orcs, driven by blind rage, stood no chance against the Angel of Death. Inhuman speed blurred the lines between man and wraith as Noah weaved a deadly dance. Each Magic Bullet found its mark, a crimson blossom erupting on an orc''s body with each thunderous BANG!. Their initial charge, fueled by rage and desperation, proved a fool''s errand. Noah like a seasoned hunter in this grim game, darted and weaved, the grace of a dancer belying the lethality of his movements. Each shot was a death knell, the crack of the Desert Eagle a morbid counterpoint to the screams that filled the air. It was a scene ripped straight from a nightmare, a grotesque ballet of death choreographed by the Angel of Death himself. Noah moved with a preternatural fluidity. His [Mana''s Armor] activated only at thest possible moment, a faint shimmer around his form ¨C a fleeting defense against the asional lucky swipe or stray projectile. The carnage unfolded with a horrifying efficiency. Orcs fell like wheat before a scythe, their lifeless bodies forming a gruesome tapestry on the scorched earth. One by one, they were extinguished, their battle cries reced by a chilling silence broken only by the crackle of mes and Noah''s ragged breaths. Finally, the clearing fell still. All that remained were the smoldering embers of the orc vige and the two figures facing off in the center ¨C Noah and the hulking orc chieftain. The chieftain, a mountain of muscle and rage, was the sole survivor, his face contorted in a mask of fury and disbelief. His ragged breathing echoed in the unnatural quiet, a testament to the ordeal he''d just endured. Chapter 117: Fist to Fist Finally, the clearing fell still. All that remained were the smoldering embers of the orc vige and the two figures facing off in the center ¨C Noah and the hulking orc chieftain. The chieftain, a mountain of muscle and rage, was the sole survivor, his face contorted in a mask of fury and disbelief. His ragged breathing echoed in the unnatural quiet, a testament to the ordeal he''d just endured. Noah lowered the Desert Eagle, the spent Magic Bullet dissolving into wisps of smoke. His golden eyes, cold and calcting, met the orc''s gaze. "Your turn," he rasped, his voice barely a whisper butced with a deadly promise. The silence stretched, thick with tension. The orc chieftain roared, a primal sound that seemed to shake the very ground, but it was a hollow roar, devoid of the earlier confidence. ''''Raaaa!" A primal roar erupted from the orc chieftain''s mouth, a defiant cry that reverberated through the charred remains. There were no empty threats or idle boasts from him. With a swift motion, he lunged towards Noah, his massive sword gleaming in the flickering glow. The attack was a blur of strength and steel, catching Noah off guard with its incredible speed. He was taken by surprise, his Desert Eagle slipping from his numb grasp as he desperately tried to react. In that brief moment, fear shed in his eyes, shining like gold. With a fierce snarl, Noah hurled himself to the side, narrowly evading the full force of the assault. The orc chieftain''s sword whistled through the air, its bone-chilling sound sending shivers down Noah''s spine. But it wasn''t enough. Despite activating his **Mana''s Armor** in a desperate attempt, Noah felt an intense searing pain erupt in his left shoulder. The sickening sound of his joint dislocating echoed in his ears, causing him to grimace in agony. Noah crashed heavily onto the ground, a gasp escaping his lips. The world spun around him, stars dancing in his blurred vision. His left arm hung lifelessly at his side, a throbbing ache radiating from the dislocated joint. A slow, predatory grin, tinged with madness, spread across Noah''s bloodied lips. This battle had just be significantly more intriguing. His father''s words echoed in his mind, a brutal philosophy forged in the crucible of countless matches against thetter. "In a fight, you must be crueler to yourself to inflict cruelty upon your enemy." It meant surpassing one''s limitations, embracing pain as a weapon rather than a weakness. Suppressing the agony with a grimace, Noah paid no heed to the orc chieftain''s triumphant roar. He would not surrender, not while victory remained within his grasp. Driven by something akin to madness and a surge of adrenaline, he lunged for his dislocated shoulder. With one swift, merciless motion ¨C a sickening crack that would have caused most men to faint ¨C he mmed his arm against a jagged fragment of wood protruding from the ruined remnants of a hut. "Guh!" A guttural cry escaped his lips, an utterance that blended primal instinct with unwavering resolve. Pain, searing and blinding, shot through his shoulder, sweat trickling down his forehead. It felt as if a horde of demons were gnawing at his bones, but he had endured worse torment than this. Clenching his teeth until they threatened to shatter, he forcibly relocated the dislocated joint, his determination unwavering. The orc chieftain, his colossal figure poised for the final strike, watched in stunned silence. ''''!" This human, this fragile being he had underestimated, had just exhibited a savagery that rivaled even the most battle-hardened orc warrior. It was an instinctive act of self-muttion fueled by an unyielding will to survive. A peculiar flicker of respect danced in the orc''s eyes, swiftly extinguished by a fresh surge of bloodlust. Among monsters, orcs adhered to their own twisted code of honor. They held admiration for worthy adversaries, those who fought with courage and ferocity. And in that moment of excruciating self-infliction, Noah had earned a begrudging respect from the orc chieftain. However, respect would not deter the orc frompleting what he had started. With a guttural roar that shook the very ground, the chieftain raised his saber once more. Yet, this time, a trace of hesitation tainted his attack, a flicker of uncertainty clouding his bloodthirsty rage. Noah, a formidable force of resilience wrapped in a worn-out shell, stood unwavering. The essence of Nemesis flickered faintly beneath the grime, while the throbbing ache in his shoulder paled inparison to the fiery determination zing in his golden eyes. He was the embodiment of the Angel of Death, and even though victory appeared within his grasp, it demanded every ounce of his being. And then, the unexpected happened. The orc chieftain, with a dramatic ir that bordered on theatrical, nonchntly discarded his massive saber creating a massive sound. Bang! He crouched down on his haunches, recing his roars with deep, rhythmic grunts. As he assumed a stance vaguely resembling that of a human boxer, a strangely intense seriousness contorted his features. ''''!" Noah was dumbfounded, his jaw nearly grazing the ground. For a moment, he stood frozen in disbelief. This colossal brute of an orc, the epitome of savage fury, was challenging him to a bare-knuckle brawl? The sheer absurdity of it all triggered a deep, gutturalughter that erupted from Noah''s throat¡ªaugh tinged with incredulity and a hint of admiration. "Hahahaha!" hisughter reverberated through the charred remains, a stark contrast to the tense silence that had filled the air moments ago. "You are quite the peculiar monster," Noah rasped, wiping tears of amusement from his eyes. The orc chieftain furrowed his brow, disying what could only be interpreted as orcish confusion. He pounded his massive chest with clenched fists, the rhythmic thumps echoing the earlier grunts. Bam! Bam! It was an undeniable challenge, delivered in the most unorthodox manner imaginable. A slow smile spread across Noah''s bloodied face, a smile infused with newfound respect for his adversary. This was no mindless beast he faced. In his own twisted way, this orc chieftain possessed a peculiar sense of honor¡ªa warrior''s spirit that demanded a worthy contest. Scooping up a handful of dirt and wiping the blood from his face, Noah mirrored the orc''s stance. The throbbing ache in his shoulder reverberated with every pounding heartbeat, a constant reminder of his earlier audacity. Yet, he refused to be deterred. Gritting his teeth, Noah mirrored the orc chieftain''s stance, his golden eyes shimmering with newfound admiration ¨C and a flicker of something more, a spark of the tenacity he had honed in countless brawls in his past life. While he was far from a trained boxer, he had dedicated countless hours to devouring Youy'' tutorials and channeling the raw, primal anger that simmered beneath the surface ¨C usually directed towards a punching bag. It all coalesced into a battle strategy. With a snarl that echoed the orc''s previous roars, Noahunched into a flurry of attacks. His movementscked finesse, resembling brawling rather than boxing, but they were fueled by an unyielding determination. His right jab, though telegraphed, was surprisingly swift as it shot towards the orc chieftain''s face. Remarkably agile for his size, the orc possessed a rudimentary understanding of Noah''s fighting style. He had witnessed simr techniques employed by the "yers" in their brutal and efficient battles. Emitting a snort that could rival a charging bull, the orc chieftain leaned back just in the nick of time, narrowly evading the whistling fist aimed at his nose. However, the orc chieftain was not solely focused on evasion. Emboldened by Noah''s unorthodox approach, he retaliated with a counterattack of his own. His enormous fist, resembling a small melon in size, swung in a wide arc, aiming directly for Noah''s midsection. Swoosh! Noah, relying more on instinct than finesse, anticipated the orc chieftain''s colossal fist from a distance. Whipping his torso to the side, he felt the rush of air brush past his ear as the orc''s strike missed its mark. The sheer force of the failed punch caused the orc to stumble slightly, momentarily thrown off bnce. Seizing the opportunity with lightning speed, Noah unleashed a merciless counterattack. Drawing on his knowledge from countless Youy tutorials, he lunged forward, directing a powerful cross towards the orc''s exposed jaw. It may not have been a textbook punch, but it carried the weight of a lifetime of brawls and the surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins. BAM! The impact was bone-crushing. Noah''s fist connected with a sickening crunch, a sound that reverberated through the clearing. The orc chieftain''s head snapped back with a startled bellow, spittle spraying through the air. For a fleeting moment, his eyes zed over, his massive frame swaying unsteadily. A surge of triumph surged through Noah''s chest, but he knew better than to prematurely celebrate. This orc was a beast, a creature bred to withstand punishment. The battle was far from over. ''''Raaaar!" Roaring in defiance rather than pain, the orc chieftain regained his footing. His jaw grotesquely swollen on one side, hung slightly askew, yet there remained a glimmer of fight in his bloodshot eyes. With a primal scream tearing from his throat, he lunged at Noah. The brawl persisted, an anarchic dance of fists and fury. Despite the throbbing agony in his shoulder, Noah fought with an intensity that surprised even himself. He weaved and dodged, his punches propelled by an unwavering will to survive, while the orc chieftain relied on brute strength, each of his blows carrying the weight of earth-shattering force. Chapter 118: End of the Fight The brawl raged on, a tumultuous symphony of grunts, roars, and the sickening crash of bone against bone. It was a chaotic dance of fists and fury, far from the graceful swordsmanship Noah had envisioned. Despite the throbbing pain in his shoulder, he fought with a primal ferocity that even surprised him. Each breath was a ragged gasp, every movement driven by an unyielding determination to survive. Noah weaved and dodged, a fleeting shadow amidst the orc chieftain''s wild swings. His punches, thoughcking finesse, were fueled by a lifetime of brawls and the adrenaline coursing through his veins. Theynded with a satisfying impact, chipping away at the orc''s brute strength. The orc chieftain, a mass of muscle and rage, retaliated with equal force. Bang! Bang! Each of his strikes carried the weight of a copsing building, Swoosh! The wind whistled past Noah''s ear as he narrowly evaded a devastating blow. Yet, the orc''s attackscked the precision of Noah''s. His swings were wide, apanied by a guttural roar, leaving him momentarily exposed after each missed strike. The dance grew bloodier with every passing moment. A crimson bloom bloomed on Noah''s cheekbone, courtesy of a ncing blow. The orc chieftain bore a simr mark above his eye, evidence of Noah''s well-ced counterattack. But neither yielded. They fought like cornered beasts, driven by an instinctual urge to survive. Injuries umted ¨C a torn muscle in Noah''s arm, a split lip for the orc ¨C yet they disregarded the pain, their focus fixed solely on delivering the final blow. The once pristine vige had transformed into a grotesque tableau of destruction, the flickering mes casting an eerie glow upon the scene. The once proud orc dwellingsy in ruins, reduced to splintered wood and smoldering embers, serving as a tragic backdrop for this brutal exhibition of raw power. Exhaustion gnawed at Noah''s bones, a dull ache radiating from every fiber of his being. His breaths came in ragged gasps, "Huff! Huff!" His vision tinged red at the edges. But surrender wasn''t an option. Not yet. Across from him, the orc chieftain mirrored his fatigue. His once thunderous roars were reduced to guttural rasps, his movements sluggish and predictable. Yet, in a final disy of desperation, the orc chieftain did something unexpected. He mumbled an incantation in anguage that scraped against Noah''s ears. A crimson glow erupted from his massive fists, coalescing into a pair of ominous, red ethereal gauntlets. Recognition red in Noah''s golden eyes. An Orcish Enchantment ¨C a temporary boost of power fueled by their rudimentary magic. It wouldn''tst long, five minutes at most, but it could tip the scales of this brutal dance in the orc''s favor. But Noah wasn''t about to give up so easily. His mind, ever-calcting, raced through his options. He couldn''t counter magic with magic ¨C his reserves were depleted from the constant use of Mana''s Armor. However, there was another trick up his sleeve, a desperate gamble born from necessity. With a snarl that echoed the orc''s earlier roars, Noah channeled his remaining mana. This wasn''t about a full-blown Mana''s Armor. He focused it all on his fists, weaving a tight web of raw energy around them. The air crackled with a faint blue light as the mana solidified, taking the shape of crude, yet deadly gauntlets. Sharp spikes, reminiscent of brass knuckles, materialized at the tips of his fingers, gleaming with an otherworldly blue light. For a fleeting moment, man and monster locked eyes, two weary warriors d in their forms of enchanted weaponry. The silence that stretched between them was thick with anticipation, a prelude to the final, brutal act of this unorthodox duel. "Grrrr!" The orc leader''s roar shook the earth, his enchanted fists pulsating with a sinister glow. "Yaaaah!" Noah echoed the primal scream, his voice hoarse but determined. The blue energy surrounding his fists crackled with power, a stark contrast to the orc''s fiery gauntlets. They shed in a whirlwind of violence. The sh of magic-filled metal echoed through the clearing, drowning out the mes and theirbored breaths. Noah, driven by desperation, unleashed a barrage of punches, each infused with the biting force of his energy. The orc leader, relying on brute strength and magic, met him blow for blow. The clearing became a blur of movement, a deadly dance of bone-crushing impacts and agonized grunts. Noah, despite his wounded shoulder, fought like a cornered animal. He weaved and dodged, his mana gauntlets leaving trails of blue light as they collided with the orc''s enchanted fists. Bang! A particrly brutal swing from the orc leader sent Noah flying through the air, crashing hard on his back. ''''Gahah!! ¡ï¡ï¡ï" Stars danced in his vision, his mana gauntlets flickering weakly. But Noah wasn''t done yet. ''''Ahhhh!" With a feral snarl, he rose to his feet, blood trickling down his chin. Drip! Drip! Swoosh! The orc leader loomed over him, his glowing fists nearing the end of their enchantment. This was Noah''s final stand. A desperate n fueled his mind. He couldn''t win in a straight fight of strength. He needed an advantage, a small opening. Concentrating all his remaining energy into his right gauntlet, Noah focused his will. The blue light intensified, morphing and solidifying into... a de. A short, lethal sword made of pure energy shimmered in his hand, an extension of his will and hisst hope. The orc leader, sensing the shift in battle, roared in fury and charged, his fists aimed at Noah''s vulnerable chest. But Noah was prepared. With desperate speed, he sidestepped the orc''s attack. Saaa! In one fluid motion, he swung his mana de, the blue energy slicing through the air with a hum. The orc''s enchanted fist dimmed as the de connected, severing the ethereal gauntlet and striking the orc leader''s wrist. ''''Goruh!!!!!!!!!'''' A piercing scream erupted from the orc''s throat as the mana de severed tendons and carved a deep gash in his bone. The crimson gauntlet dissipated, and the orc leader''s magic depleted. In pain and rage, the orc leader stumbled back, clutching his injured wrist. His once powerful strikes are now sluggish, fueled only by agony and fading adrenaline. Seizing the opportunity, Noah lunged forward. Swoosh! His mana gauntlet, now a dim blue glow, struck the orc leader''s jaw with a sickening crack. Bang! The orc''s head snapped back, his eyes zed over. For a moment, he swayed on his feet, a grotesque silhouette against the dying mes, before copsing with a heavy thud. Silence settled upon the clearing, broken only by Noah''sbored breaths. ''''Huff! Huff!'''' He stood amidst the destruction, his body battered and drained of energy, the victor of this unconventional duel. The symphony of chaos had reached its climax, the final note a haunting echo of the brutality that unfolded. Noah, the Angel of Death, stood alone, his golden eyes reflecting a mix of weariness and... something else. Respect, perhaps. He had faced a formidable opponent, a monster who fought with honor and emerged as the winner. But the victory tasted bitter. The vigey in ruins, the orcs defeated, and Noah remained as the sole survivor in andscape of devastation. As the first rays of dawn painted the sky with hues of pink and orange, Noah gazed down at the fallen orc leader. A flicker of pity crossed his features, but he soon shook his head and smiled. Noah whispered with a mix of surprise and amusement, "Well, that was certainly... unconventional." Fatigue weighed heavily on him, but a glimmer of amusement danced in his golden eyes. "Even if I had to resort to a little trickery in the end." No regrets. He had faced a formidable opponent, a warrior in his own right, and emerged triumphant. There was a peculiar satisfaction in that, a faint echo of the adrenaline rush he used to crave in battle. With a groan, Noah pushed himself up from the ground, every muscle protesting. He surveyed the aftermath, the once-mighty orc vige now reduced to smoldering ruins. It was a testament to the raw power that had been unleashed in this strange confrontation. Limping towards the fallen orcs, his gaze lingered on the massive figure of the chieftain. A begrudging respect warred with his insatiable desire to im his spoils. With practiced ease, Noah collected magical stones from each fallen warrior, fifteen in total. Thergest and most powerful stone emitted a soft, pulsating red light - a trophy from the chieftain himself. He carefully stowed them away in his item box. Reaching the top of a small hill, Noah gratefully leaned against the rough bark of a solitary tree. The cool breeze mingled with warm sunlight did little to ease the throbbing pain in his shoulder, a constant reminder of his earlier audacity. He closed his eyes, the image of the orc chieftain''s final, astonished expression shing behind his eyelids. The monster even smiled in the end, indicating satisfaction with the oue. Noah indulged in onest brutal dance, a fitting tribute to the orc''s culture. And for that, he couldn''t be more grateful. Chapter 119: Expert Rank Reaching the top of a small hill, Noah gratefully leaned against the rough bark of a solitary tree. The cool breeze mingled with warm sunlight did little to ease the throbbing pain in his shoulder, a constant reminder of his earlier audacity. He closed his eyes, the image of the orc chieftain''s final, astonished expression shing behind his eyelids. The monster even smiled in the end, indicating satisfaction with the oue. Noah indulged in onest brutal dance, a fitting tribute to the orc''s culture. And for that, he couldn''t be more grateful. Just as Noah was about to rest he heard the system''s notification because he had finally reactivated the system''s notification. {You have obtained 300% EXP} {Level Up!} {Level Up!} {Level Up!} [You have reached the Expert Rank!] {New Exclusive Skill obtained: Lord of the Night!} [Lord of Night: You have be the Lord of Night. You have earned the ability tomunicate with nocturnal animals. During night, your surpression on other beings is stronger. During Night time your existence wouldn''t be easily noticed. During night time your Mana, Speed, Strength, and Recovery would slightly increase.] Noah''s jaw hit the ground upon reading the new exclusive skill description. It was a broken skill, a power-up tailored especially for him. His bloodied face bore a predatory grin that crept across his features, unhurried and menacing. With the night as his realm, he became the ruler of shadows. The entire world, regardless of who they were, became his adversaries, destined to quiver in fear before the fearsome Angel of Death. Under the shroud of darkness, he would transform into a chilling specter, striking terror into the hearts of all who encountered him. ''''Ah! Though I haven''t yet reached my ultimate goal, I am gradually building my strength. Soon, I will embark on a quest for answers. But for now, I shall allocate the 6 Stat points I have earned evenly to increase my Mana, aiming for the milestone of 100. Additionally, I will invest the remaining 3 points into Intelligence, striving to reach the mark of 90.'''' Noah wasted no time and promptly distributed his 6 Stat points as nned. After doing so, he eagerly checked his status window, a satisfied grin forming on his face. He was pleased to see that most of his stats were well-bnced, a favorable oue indeed. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 42 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 100 Strength: 108 Intelligence: 90 Dexterity: 108 Luck: 83 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 3060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv1} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Exhaustion had been a relentless beast, gnawing at Noah''s every fiber just moments ago. However, the triple level-up he had experienced washed over him like a rejuvenating wave, banishing the bone-deep ache that had gued him. In its ce, a pleasant thrum of newfound power coursed through his veins, invigorating him. Most of his injuries had miraculously healed, although the lingering scent of sweat, blood, and burnt flesh served as a grim reminder of the brutal battle he had fought. ncing at his phone, Noah confirmed what he had suspected ¨C it was well past four in the afternoon. With a slight grimace at his disheveled state, he realized that taking a bath should take precedence over scouting for enemies at the moment. Fortunately, Noah had the foresight to acquire a rough map of the area before embarking on his mission, a stroke of luck that now felt like a godsend. Double-checking the map on his phone, Noah nodded in satisfaction. A shimmering blue dot marked a freshwaterke located three kilometers to the east of his current position. It was the perfect destination for a much-needed respite. With a renewed spring in his step, Noah shouldered his pack and set off towards theke, anticipation coursing through him. Nestled three kilometers east of the smoldering ruins of the orc vige, theke shimmered like a forgotten jewel amidst the war-tornndscape. Sunlight, dappled by the leaves of towering pines that fringed the shore, danced on the water''s surface, creating a mesmerizing y of light and shadow. The air around theke carried a crisp, clean scent, a wee change from the acrid smoke and metallic tang of blood that had clung to Noah since the battle. The water itself was a clear, inviting turquoise, the bottom visible in the shallow areas, revealing a smooth carpet of polished stones. On the opposite shore, a cluster of weeping willows dipped their graceful branches towards the water, their leaves whispering secrets in the gentle breeze. The three-kilometer trek to theke felt more like a leisurely stroll for Noah, his body invigorated by the recent level-up. He pushed through the final stand of pines, and the sight that greeted him stole his breath away for a moment. Nestled amidst the ravagedndscape, theke shimmered like a forgotten jewel. Sunlight danced on its turquoise surface, dappled by the leaves of towering pines that fringed the shore. The air vibrated with a clean, crisp scent, a stark contrast to the acrid smoke and metallic tang of blood that had clung to Noah since the battle. A relieved sigh escaped his lips. This was exactly what he needed. With a practiced motion, he tossed his backpack into his ever-convenient Item Box, following suit with his ruined clothes. Naked as the day he was born, Noah took a running leap towards the water''s edge. ''''Here Ie!" He hit the surface with a resounding ssh, a sound that echoed through the stillness like a child''s joyousughter. A surprised bark erupted from somewhere behind him, but Noah paid it no mind. He threw his head back, a genuineugh bubbling up from his chest. It was a strange sound, almost out of ce in the midst of such devastation, but it was a sound of pure, unadulterated joy. Perhaps the first genuineugh he''d allowed himself in a long time. The water was surprisingly cool against his heated skin, washing away the grime and sweat of battle. Noah dunked his head underwater, letting the cleansing chill seep into his very core. As he surfaced, taking a deep breath of the crisp air, he felt a sense of calm settle over him for the first time since arriving at the orc vige. The weight of the battle, the death and destruction, all seemed to recede a little further into the background. For now, there was just the cool water, the whispering wind, and the sound of his ownughter echoing through the serenendscape. A small moment of peace for him to enjoy. Forty-five minutes melted away in a blissful haze as Noah reveled in the cool embrace of theke. He submerged himself, letting the water cleanse away the physical and mental grime of battle. He emerged,ughing like a child, the sound echoing through the serenendscape. This was a rare moment of normalcy, a stolen breath of peace amidst the chaos. Finally, with a sigh of contentment, Noah pulled himself from the water. He exited theke, his body invigorated and his spirit lighter. Reaching into his ever-reliable Item Box, he retrieved a fresh set of clothes ¨C a stark contrast to the blood-stained rags he''d discarded. These new garments were a practical choice, a testament to his dual nature. Crafted from the hide of a in monster, the ck pants and matching top were supple yet incredibly durable. The material held a faint sheen, catching the sunlight at odd angles and hinting at the power it held within its deceptively soft fibers. Dressed and feeling decidedly more human again, Noah surveyed his reflection in the water''s still surface. The golden glint in his eyes remained, a constant reminder of his purpose. But a hint of something else flickered there too ¨C a flicker of amusement, perhaps, at the unexpected joy he''d found in a simple swim. Hunger gnawed at Noah''s stomach, a stark reminder of his physical needs amidst the chaos that surrounded him. Delving into his ever-present Item Box, he retrieved something unexpected ¨C a small, dented metal tin, deviating from the usual trail rations a warrior would carry. A genuine smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he opened the tin, revealing a sight that seemed out of ce in the midst of carnage. Nestled inside were a dozen or so homemade cookies, their golden brown surface adorned with chocte chips. The aroma that wafted up was warm, sweet, and undeniablyforting. It carried with it a pang of nostalgia, transporting Noah back to a time of innocence and simplicity, before the weight of war and death became his constantpanions. Beside the tin, a small, tightly wrapped package sat, emitting a crinkling sound as Noah picked it up. Unwrapping it revealed a single chocte chip cookie, identical to those in the tin, but wrapped with care as if it were a precious gift. And nestled between the cookies was a chilled can of soda, its surface glistening with condensation. Noah stared at the unexpected bounty before him, a mix of amusement and something deeper stirring within him. It was a flicker of warmth, defying the coldness that usually resided within his heart. Who would have thought that a simple tin of cookies and a can of soda could hold such power? With utmost care, Noah unwrapped the single cookie, the familiar scent of chocte and vani enveloping his senses. Taking a bite, he closed his eyes, savoring the taste that transported him to a time before his transformation, before the weight of the world settled upon his shoulders. It was a simple pleasure, a fleeting moment of normalcy amidst a world gone mad. As he finished the cookie, Noah popped open the can of soda and took a sip, the cool liquid providing a refreshing respite. Chapter 120: Unique Constitution Hidden deep within the heart of the ancient forest, the sun fought valiantly to pierce through the thick canopy, casting its gentle rays upon the moist ground below. In this secluded oasis of untamed wilderness, far from the cleansing waters of Noah''s ark, a unique encounter was about to unfold. Lilith, with her flowing mane of white hair radiating brilliance, stood poised and vignt. Her hand gently gripped the hilt of her sword, its polished surface mirroring the fragmented sunlight that broke through the foliage. Standing opposite her was an Arachne. This Arachne, unlike the terrifying spiders of folklore, was a grotesque amalgamation of human and insect. Its upper body, slender and faintly feminine, was adorned with a glistening exoskeleton that shone with an oily ck hue. Eight spindly legs, each tipped with wickedly sharp ws, sprouted from its lower half, granting it an eerie elegance as it anchored itself to the forest floor. Despite its imposing presence, this Arachne appeared to be in its juvenile stage. Its legs, although numerous, were still thin and delicate, and its chitinous armorcked theplete density and luster of a fully grown adult. ording to ssification standards, it would likely be considered a C-rank monster ¨C a formidable adversary for an inexperienced yer, but manageable for someone of Lilith''s seasoned expertise. Nevertheless, even a young Arachnemanded respect. Their venom was potent, their agility unmatched, and their webs spun from remarkably strong silk could ensnare even the most agile of opponents. Lilith''s amber eyes narrowed further, intensifying her focus as she meticulously observed the formidable creature before her. The dim light that filtered through the dense canopy cast elongated and distorted shadows upon Arachne''s menacing form. Each of its eight legs twitched with a primal hunger, and a glistening sheen of venom coated its razor-sharp ws. In an instant, the air became heavy with tension. The Arachne reared up, emitting a guttural screech that pierced through the silence of the forest. Before Lilith could even blink, a gleaming web shot forth from the creature''s spinnerets, propelled with deadly uracy. However, Lilith, ever vignt and quick-witted, was already a step ahead. With a sudden burst of emerald light, she disappeared from her original position, leaving the arachnid silk to whistle harmlessly through the space. Lilith''s renowned skill, known as [Blink], a dazzling fusion of the Wind and Space elements, had instantly activated, transporting her several meters away from danger. Reappearing behind the shelter of a mighty oak tree, the filtered sunlight glinted off her gleaming sword as she prepared tounch her counterattack. With a swift flick of her wrist, she directed a pointed finger towards the Arachne, weaving a rapid incantation under her breath. The words flowed from her lips with a melodic blend of Wind and Light elements. "Come forth, sh storm! Gale of blitz: sma Storm!" As the final syble left her lips, a miniature whirlwind materialized in the air, crackling with raw electrical energy. This modified version of a standard Wind spell was infused with a potent dose of Light magic, thanks to Lilith''s unique affinity with the elements. The resulting manifestation, known as the sma Storm, was a testament to her creativity and masterful control. It took the form of a vibrant sphere of white-hot energy, swirling with miniature electric arcs akin to a mesmerizing ball of lightning. Swoosh! With a silentmand, Lilith propelled the sma Storm towards the Arachne, guiding it with a low, menacing hum. Its target was the exposed upper body of the creature ¨C a direct hit promising a powerful and shocking conclusion to the fight. The Arachne, sensing the imminent danger, reacted with a desperate stter. A thick, viscous stream of venom erupted from its fangs, aimed not at Lilith but at the oing sma Storm. A blinding sh erupted in the clearing as the two forces collided. The sma Storm, caught in a torrent of venom, detonated prematurely. Boom! A deafening crack echoed through the trees as a shockwave of white-hot energy rippled outwards,ced with tendrils of acidic venom. Lilith, ever prepared, had anticipated this very reaction. While the explosion obscured the scene momentarily, she didn''t waste a single breath. With a silent incantation, she unleashed another Wind spell. "Wind prate, Spear de of spiral, Spiral Lance!" The whispered words materialized into a swirling vortex ofpressed air, crackling with raw power. The Spiral Lance, a precise and potent spell, tore through the lingering smoke and venom cloud with the whine of a banshee. Its target remained unchanged ¨C the exposed upper body of the Arachne. The creature, momentarily blinded and disoriented by the explosion, had little time to react. Its front legs scrambled, one attempting a desperate block. The impact was brutal. The Spiral Lance, imbued with Lilith''s focused will, mmed into the leg with the force of a battering ram. There was a sickening crunch and a piercing screech as the leg exploded in a shower of gore and chitinous shards. The Arachne, its body contorted in a grotesque parody of pain, let out a deafening shriek that echoed through the dense foliage. ''''Kreeeeeeeeee!" One leg, a mangled mess, hung uselessly at its side. The venomced explosion had likely caused further damage, and the unexpected Spiral Lance had ripped through its defenses with devastating efficiency. Lilith''s narrowed gaze confirmed her suspicions. The Arachne, despite its grievous injury, wasn''t about to surrender. As if to punctuate this observation, the monstrous creature lunged at her with a speed that belied its wounded state. Reacting with practiced ease, Lilith vanished in a flicker of emerald light, her trusty [Blink] whisking her away from the gnashing mandibles and venomous fangs. She reappeared a few meters away, her heart hammering a frantic tattoo against her ribs. But a jolt of adrenaline coursed through her veins, quickly reced by a cold anger. This creature was more cunning than she''d initially anticipated. A glint of silver in the dappled sunlight caught her eye. There, half-concealed amongst the undergrowth,y a glistening web, a testament to the Arachne''s deceptive tactics. Disgust mingled with a grudging respect for her opponent. This wasn''t just a mindless beast; it was a predator, capable of setting traps and exploiting weaknesses. Forced to improvise, Lilith reacted instinctively. With a sharp burst of Wind magic channeled through her feet, she propelled herself upwards,unching herself high into the air. The maneuver caught the Arachnepletely off guard. Its pounce, aimed at where Lilith had been a moment ago,nded harmlessly on the forest floor. Seizing the opportunity, Lilith focused her will. This time, a burning ember ignited within her, a spell fueled by the element of Fire. "me prate, Glowing giant spear, Burning Lance!" The whispered words coalesced into a magnificent disy of power. A crimsonnce of fire, a meter long and crackling with raw heat, materialized in the air before her. With a flick of her wrist, she sent the Burning Lance hurtling towards the stunned Arachne below. The creature, its remaining legs scrambling for purchase on the uneven ground, looked up in horror as the fiery projectile streaked towards it. In a desperate bid for defense, it thrust three of its remaining legs forward, attempting to shield its vulnerable upper body. But Lilith, anticipating this very move, had another trick up her sleeve. With a silentmand, she unleashed another Fire spell, a smaller and more precise one. "Come forth me, ming spear of the crimson lotus: Fire Spear!" This second Fire Spear, imbued with a focus born of Lilith''s unique constitution, was a mere flickerpared to the Burning Lance. However, its purpose wasn''t brute force. Instead, it mmed directly into therger projectile, causing a spectacr explosion of me. Thebined force of the detonation sent the Burning Lance careening off course, its trajectory altered just enough to bypass the Arachne''s makeshift shield of legs. Boom! The fiery inferno erupted directly in the center of the creature''s upper body, leaving a gaping, smoldering hole in its wake. The once-proud Arachne let out a final, ear-splitting shriek, a sound that echoed through the silent forest like a death knell. Then, with a shuddering thud, its lifeless body crumpled to the ground, defeated. Lilith, suspended high above the carnage, watched the scene unfold with a mixture of relief and exhaustion. She slowly descended back to the forest floor,nding gracefully a few meters away from the smoldering corpse. With a sigh that ruffled the nearby leaves, Lilith approached the fallen creature. Even in death, itmanded a certain respect. Cautiously, she reached out and plucked a fist-sized purple stone from the still-warm corpse. It pulsed with a faint magical energy, a gruesome trophy from this brutal encounter. Flicking her wrist with practiced ease, she slipped the magic stone into a seemingly unremarkable ring on her right hand. This wasn''t just any ring ¨C it was a marvel of engineering, a Space Ring. Inscribed with intricate runes that shimmered faintly in the dappled sunlight, the ring held a secret. It possessed a hidden pocket of extra-dimensional space, allowing Lilith to carry a surprising amount of gear within its unassuming form. The magic stone nestledfortably within the ring''s hidden pocket, joining a collection of other such trophies ¨C testaments to her past battles and a source of valuable magical energy. With a final, cursory nce at the smoldering Arachne, Lilith turned and began to walk away. The forest floor crunched under her boots, a rhythmic counterpoint to the chirping of unseen birds and the rustling of leaves in the gentle breeze. Chapter 121: Lord of Night Night, cloaked in a mantle of inky ckness, descended upon the forest. The vibrant greens and dappled sunlight that had bathed Noah''s earlier cleansing moment were reced by an inky ckness punctuated only by the asional glint of starlight filtering through the dense canopy overhead. Seated beside the now-cool embers of a small campfire, Noah finished thest of his cookies. Theforting sweetness had faded, leaving behind a bittersweet aftertaste. The memory of a simpler time clung to him, a stark contrast to the harsh reality of his current existence. He gazed into the flickering mes, the firelight dancing in his golden eyes. A strange mix of emotions swirled within him. There was the ever-present anger, a cold fire fueled by vengeance, the desire to seek answers and revenge because he was certain his mother got killed. He would unveil the truth and make whoever is responsible pay the ultimate price. As the fire crackled and popped, casting dancing shadows on the surrounding trees, Noah rose to his feet. The night air was cool and crisp, carrying with it the earthy scent of the forest floor. He stretched, his muscles still a little stiff from the day''s battles, but the invigorating effects of his level-up were undeniable. He nced upwards. The stars, brilliant pinpricks against the velvet darkness, seemed to shimmer with an otherworldly light. For a moment, Noah closed his eyes, and the silence of the night wrapped around him like a cloak. Here, in the quiet solitude of the forest, under the watchful gaze of a million stars, he felt a strange sense of peace, a fleeting moment of calm amidst the storm. The peace was indeed an illusion, a fragile bubble shattered by the harsh reality of his purpose. The world was a dark ce where thew of jungle reign supreme. With a sigh that echoed softly in the stillness of the night, he stored his pack onto his Item box and turned away from the dying embers of the fire. But tonight was different. Tonight, a potent hum of energy coursed through his veins, a tangible manifestation of his newfound power. It was time to test the limits of his evolution, to see how the enigmatic skill "Lord of the Night" would reshape his abilities. As if in response to his unspoken desire, the world around him transformed. The inky ckness that had previously shrouded the forest thinned, reced by an ethereal twilight. Every detail ¨C the gnarled branches of ancient trees, the delicate veins of leaves, the carpet of moss nketing the forest floor ¨C emerged with startling rity. His senses, too, had undergone a dramatic sharpening. The rustle of unseen creatures skittering through the undergrowth reached his ears with pinpoint uracy. The scent of damp earth and decaying leaves mingled with the faint, musky odor of distant predators, painting a vivid picture of the nocturnal world around him. Suddenly, a flicker of movement on the periphery of his enhanced vision caught his attention. A hulking bat, its wingspan rivaling that of a grown man, swooped silently through the moonlit canopy. An inexplicable connection resonated within him, a pull that felt both primal and strangely familiar. It must be one of the facets of Lord of Night, this ability to forge a temporary bond with creatures of the darkness. Without hesitation, Noah reached out with his mind, a tendril of his newfound power forming a bridge between him and the colossal bat. The creature paused mid-flight, itsrge, intelligent eyes locking with his golden gaze for a fleeting moment. "Search for monsters," Noahmanded mentally, the words resonating with an underlying power that the bat readily epted. With a screech that echoed through the silent forest, the colossal bat dipped its head in acknowledgement and vanished into the night, its enhanced senses now working in tandem with Noah''s. This was a new kind of power, a partnership forged in the darkness. Noah''s lips curled into a sinister smile, a stark contrast against the backdrop of the moonlit forest. The colossal bat, now an extension of his senses, gracefully soared through the tangled canopy, its shadowy figure seamlessly blending with the darkness of the night. In a matter of moments, a rush of information flooded Noah''s mind, as his nocturnalpanion delivered a vivid image. In a moonlit clearing, Noah''s target emerged - an Ogre. But this was no ordinary creature. Its immense body was engulfed in an unnatural darkness, swirling shadows clinging to its monstrous form. Even from a distance, Noah could feel the malevolence emanating from the creature, a tangible aura of corruption that tainted the very air. This was not simply a beast; it was a monstrosity corrupted by dark forces. Noah''s mission was clear - to eradicate such threats, to prevent the darkness from spreading and causing a wave of chaos. The bat''s mental transmission provided a detailed description of the Ogre. Standing at an imposing ten feet tall, its muscles bulged beneath a thickyer of mottled green skin. Two tusks, each as long as a man''s arm, protruded from its lower jaw, glistening ominously in the moonlight. However, the most unsettling feature were its eyes - two burning red orbs that glowed with an infernal light, devoid of any trace of humanity. Noah''s grip tightened around the hilt of his weapon, a surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins. This was no ordinary adversary. The tainted Ogre exuded power, fueled by the very darkness Noah, left alone it is capable of creating a monster army leading to a monster wave. Noah''s golden eyes flickered with a predatory gleam as he corrected his mentalmand to the colossal bat, "Guide me." The bat, an extension of his senses, gracefully swooped low over the forest canopy, leading him with uncanny precision. After a swift journey, they arrived at their destination - a moonlit clearing engulfed in an eerie gloom. Standing in the center was the monstrous Ogre, its presence exuding an overwhelming sense of malevolence. Noah emerged from the shadows, meeting the Ogre''s advancing figure. The creature''s red eyes burned with a menacing intent. "Graaaa!" A feral growl reverberated through the silent night as the Ogre raised its massive fist, crackling with dark energy. However, Noah was transformed. Activating his newfound ability - Lord of Night - he silently raised his hand. A surge of power coursed through him, reflected in the appearance of a status window before his eyes. His mana, strength, and dexterity received a substantial boost, turning him into an even more formidable predator. A grim smile curled on his lips. With a base strength of 108, elevated to an impressive 118 under Lord of Night, he was confident in facing this B-rank monstrosity. He wouldn''t underestimate his opponent, but the advantage was undeniably his. Nemesis, his trusted weapon, pulsed with a faint inner light as it transformed from a staff into a sleek, double-edged de. The polished metal shimmered coldly in the moonlight, a stark contrast to the unnatural darkness clinging to the Ogre. A surge of electricity crackled through Noah''s hand as he tightened his grip on Nemesis'' hilt. The weapon, although new to him, felt like an extension of himself, pulsing with the same dark energy that now coursed through his veins. The monstrous Ogre, its red eyes burning with feral rage at the disturbance, let out a deafening roar and charged towards Noah. But Noah was not one to meet a charge head-on. His years of honed instincts and his enhanced reflexes, courtesy of Lord of the Night, kicked in. Swiftly dipping to his side, he narrowly evaded the monstrous club as it whistled past his ear with a sickening whoosh. The stench of rotting wood and something far worse briefly filled his nostrils, a reminder of the danger he faced. In that split second, Noah''s mind raced. He knew that blindly swinging his sword against this hulking beast would not guarantee an immediate victory. He needed to find an opening, a chance to exploit the Ogre''s size andck of finesse. A mischievous glint sparked in his golden eyes. With a flick of his wrist, he channeled a sliver of his mana. The air around him shimmered faintly as he unleashed a burst of telekic energy, a skill honed through his previous battles. The invisible force mmed into the Ogre''s side, disrupting its momentum and causing the massive creature to stumble. Seizing the opportunity, Noah lunged forward with the speed and grace of a panther. Nemesis, imbued with the power of Lord of the Night, shimmered with a dark aura as it sliced through the air. His aim was not the Ogre''s thick hide, nearly impervious to a normal de. Instead, he targeted a vulnerable spot - the monstrous club clenched in the Ogre''s other hand. The impact was swift and brutal. The edge of Nemesis, honed to a razor-sharpness, met the rusty metal of the club with a sickening crunch. Sparks flew as the Ogre''s weapon sheared in two, the severed portion ttering to the forest floor with a resounding ng. A surprised bellow erupted from the Ogre''s throat. It stared at the severed club in disbelief, a flicker of dawning intelligence momentarily recing the feral rage in its eyes. This human was not what it expected. He was faster, stronger, and possessed an unsettling power. But none of that mattered to the Ogre. It was determined to kill him. Chapter 122: Berserk State The Ogre''s thunderous roar echoed through the clearing, its shattered club ttering to the ground. For a brief moment, disbelief tinged its fiery gaze as it recognized the speed and strength of a human. But that flicker of intelligence was swiftly extinguished, reced by an all-consuming rage. With another earth-shaking roar, the Ogre charged forward once again. Noah, however, was always prepared. His heightened senses as the Lord of Night tracked every movement of the creature. Activating his [Mana''s Armor], a shimmering blue light enveloped him, just in time to withstand the bone-crushing force of the Ogre''s fist. The impact was deafening, crackling with energy, but Noah''s armor held strong, deflecting most of the blow. Stumbling back a few steps, adrenaline surged through Noah''s veins. This Ogre was more formidable than he had anticipated, with raw physical strength surpassing his expectations. But raw strength alone wouldn''t guarantee victory. Noah needed strategy, exploiting the Ogre''s size and limited agility. With a growl that matched the Ogre''s own, Noah lunged forward, not to attack directly, but to set up his next move. Unleashing his newly acquired Skill, [Fangs of Insanity], a swirling vortex of dark energy materialized around Nemesis, crackling with ominous power. As the Ogre swung another heavy blow, Noah met it head-on. Instead of trying to block the attack entirely, he used the Ogre''s momentum and the swirling energy of Fangs of Insanity to deflect it at an angle. ngs! The sh of metal filled the air as Nemesis met the Ogre''s fist, the impact reverberating through the clearing. Rather thannding a clean hit, the Ogre''s massive fist nced off Noah''s de, sending a shockwave through its own arm and throwing off its bnce. This was the opening Noah had been waiting for. With a ferocious snarl, he unleashed a flurry of attacks, his movements enhanced by Lord of Night. Nemesis became a blur of dark energy as it struck at the Ogre''s exposed side, carving deep gashes into its thick hide. "Grrrr!" A pained bellow erupted from the Ogre''s throat as it stumbled back, clutching its wounded side. The surprise was gone, reced by primal fury and a begrudging respect for this unexpected adversary. Recognition red in the Ogre''s red eyes - this human was no mere ything. Noah had not only withstood its initial fury but also inflicted deep wounds. The yful swipes were reced with a focused brutality. The Ogre charged again, its immense weight thundering against the forest floor, but this time with calcted intention. Noah, ever vignt, recognized the shift in tactics. Years of honed instincts and the heightened senses granted by Lord of Night''s skill pulsed within him. He wouldn''t fall for brute force anymore. With a flick of his wrist, a surge of telekic energy propelled him backward, just out of reach of the Ogre''s gnashing maw. The beast''s roar echoed through the clearing, tinged with frustration, as it mmed its massive fist onto the spot where Noah had just been. The earth trembled with the impact, a testament to the raw power coursing through the Ogre. From a safe distance, Noah surveyed the situation. The Ogre''s reckless abandon left openings, but also increased the danger of its attacks. He needed to choose his moments, exploit weaknesses while minimizing the risk of being caught in a bone-crushing blow. A n began to form in his mind, a strategy honed in countless battles. He wouldn''t overpower the Ogre; he would outsmart it. With renewed focus, he channeled a sliver of his mana, his eyes gleaming with a predatory glint. The air shimmered faintly as he unleashed a carefully controlled burst of telekic energy. The invisible force targeted the Ogre''s legs, subtly disrupting its bnce just a fraction. The effect was instantaneous. Mid-stride towards another charge, the Ogre stumbled, its massive frame swaying precariously. This was the moment Noah had been waiting for. With a burst of speed fueled by Lord of Night''s skill, he dashed towards the lumbering beast. Nemesis, radiating a dark aura, became a blur in his hand. He wasn''t aiming for a direct confrontation; his target was a specific point - the Ogre''s knee, a crucial joint supporting its immense weight. The attacknded true. Nemesis, honed to razor sharpness, sank deep into the Ogre''s knee with a sickening crunch. A howl of pain ripped through the clearing, a feral sound that spoke volumes of the creature''s agony. The Ogre crumpled to the ground, its massive form shuddering with the force of the blow. But even injured, the Ogre wasn''t finished. With a surge of adrenaline fueled by its pain, itshed out blindly, its remaining hand searching for its tormentor. Noah, however, wasn''t about to be caught off guard. He sidestepped the iling limb with practiced ease, his movements a blur thanks to Lord of Night''s skill. The clearing fell silent, save for thebored breaths of the wounded Ogre. Fear coiled in the pit of Noah''s stomach as he surveyed the injured Ogre. It stared back at him with a mix of respect and burning hatred, promising a final, desperate battle. Noah knew that this fight was far from over. Just as he raised his weapon, Nemesis, a surge of crimson energy erupted from the Ogre. Its muscles grotesquely bulged, its roar transforming into a savage snarl. The creature was enveloped in a crackling red aura, radiating a dark and powerful energy. It had entered a state of berserk rage. Noah''s heart pounded against his chest. A B-rank Ogre was already a formidable opponent, but a berserker Ogre was on a whole new level. Its strength and ferocity were amplified to the point where it became as dangerous as an A-rank threat. Noah knew that he was simply not equipped to handle such a monstrous creature at his current stage. He cursed himself for underestimating his opponent, thinking that he could end the fight quickly. Now, he found himself facing an enraged beast fueled by a dark power. The initial dread that filled him was reced by a steely resolve, fueled by adrenaline. Hesitation was not an option. With a burst of speed granted by his ability, Lord of Night, Noah darted backward, putting as much distance as possible between himself and the rampaging Ogre. The beast, devoid of any semnce of strategy, blindly chased after him. Noah, once a graceful hunter, now became the hunted, relying on his agility and wit to survive. The clearing turned into a chaotic racecourse of destruction, with every swipe of the Ogre tearing through trees and uprooting saplings. Noah weaved through the carnage, utilizing his enhanced senses. He knew that direct confrontation was not his goal. He needed to wear down the beast, exploiting its berserker rage and limited stamina. Whenever an opportunity presented itself, he unleashed bursts of telekinesis to trip the Ogre or disrupt its charge. Although the invisible force wouldn''t inflictsting damage, it would drain the creature''s already dwindling energy reserves. They ran in a desperate, chaotic circle. The night air resonated with the Ogre''s enraged bellows and the crashing of falling trees. Minutes felt like an eternity, each one testing Noah''s endurance. His lungs burned, his muscles screamed, but he couldn''t afford to stop. As dawn began to paint the sky with a faint blush of pink, Noah noticed a change in the Ogre''s movements. Its attacks, fueled by raw fury, became sluggish. The red aura surrounding it dimmed, a sign of its waning power. A glimmer of hope pierced through Noah''s exhaustion. His strategy was working. The berserk state, fueled by a temporary surge of power, was fading. If he could hold on just a little longer... The chase continued, a relentless dance between hunter and hunted under the watchful gaze of the rising sun. The once proud Ogre, corrupted and monstrous, had been reduced to a pathetic shell of its former self. Its movements were now driven more by desperation than true strength. Just when Noah thought he couldn''t push his endurance any further, a glorious opportunity presented itself. The Ogre, exhausted and fatigued, stumbled on a gnarled root. It crashed to the ground with a bone-jarring thud, the red aura flickering outpletely. This was Noah''s moment. With a final surge of adrenaline, he charged forward, Nemesis firmly in his hand. The clearing fell silent, the only sounds being his ragged breaths and the pounding of his heart. The fallen Ogre looked up at him, its eyes devoid of rage, reced by a hollow eptance. In that moment, Noah didn''t see a monster, but a creature twisted by dark power. But his hesitation was fleeting. The world he inhabited was harsh and unforgiving. There was no room for mercy here. With a deep breath, he steeled his resolve and delivered a final, decisive blow, his voice a rasp in the dawning light. "This ends now!" The once fearsome Ogre nowy motionless, bearing witness to the relentless struggle Noah had endured. The clearing, now illuminated by the gentle light of dawn, bore the scars of their brutal battle - shattered trees, torn earth, and the lingering scent of blood and electricity. Noah''s body trembled with exhaustion as he stood over the defeated creature. His breaths came inbored gasps, his muscles aching and protesting. The adrenaline that had fueled him throughout the long night was slowly fading, leaving behind a profound weariness that seeped into his bones. With a trembling hand, he reached down and retrieved the pulsating crimson Magic Stone from the lifeless body of the Ogre. It pulsed with a faint, ominous energy, a grim memento of the harrowing encounter. Sliding the stone into his ever-growing collection within his item box, Noah turned away from the fallen beast. He knew he needed rest, a chance to regain his strength and tend to his wounds. Though not life-threatening, the wounds were numerous and drained what little energy he had left. Letting out a sigh that resonated through the quiet clearing, he surveyed his surroundings. Despite his fatigue, the enhanced vision granted by Lord of Night guided him towards a suitable resting ce. A cluster of majestic oak trees, their branches forming a protective canopy overhead, offered a semnce of shelter. Weary and drained, Noah made his way towards theforting embrace of the trees. Settling on the soft ground beneath them, he allowed the waves of exhaustion to pull him into a good night of sleep. [You have obtained 55% Exp] Chapter 123: Gnolls The sliver of dawn that had peeked through the canopy the previous morning had blossomed into a full-fledged day. Sunlight dappled the forest floor where Noahy, his sleep punctuated by fragmented dreams of the brutal battle. The clearing, once a stage for a desperate struggle, now bore the tranquil beauty of a sunlit meadow. But the tranquility was an illusion. The aches and pains in Noah''s body served as a constant reminder of the previous night''s ordeal. Every groan as he stretched, every wince as he rose to his feet, echoed the violence of the battle with the Ogre. However, woven into the fabric of his exhaustion was a newfound sense of aplishment. He had faced a formidable opponent, a creature twisted by darkness, and emerged victorious. It was a grim victory, a testament to his growing power and the harsh realities of his world, but a victory nheless. There was no time for prolonged self-reflection. The path ahead stretched long and perilous, and his duty, and his goals pressed heavily upon him. With a deep breath and a steely resolve in his golden eyes, Noah embarked on his morning routine. He wouldn''t let the fatigue hinder his progress. Every push-up, every swing of his practice sword, would be a testament to his will, a preparation for the challenges thaty ahead. The forest echoed with the rhythmic grunts of his exertion, a counterpoint to the chirping of birds and the rustling of leaves in the morning breeze. As sweat beaded on his brow and his muscles screamed in protest, a sense of purpose bloomed within him. This wasn''t just about physical conditioning; it was about forging himself into a weapon, a honed instrument capable ofbating the encroaching darkness. Each drop of sweat, each burning muscle, was a sacrifice offered on the altar of his duty. When he finally finished his routine, his body ached pleasantly, a dull throb that spoke of exertion rather than injury. He felt invigorated, his mind clear and focused. The world shimmered around him, the heightened senses bestowed by rising in rank painting the familiar forest in a new light. Drawn by a primal desire for renewal, Noah made his way back towards the secludedke he''d encountered the previous day. The battle with the Ogre had taken its toll, leaving him feeling like a ragdoll stuffed with lead weights. But the thought of cool, refreshing water washing away the grime and fatigue propelled him forward. The forest path stretched before him, dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves to paint the forest floor in a mosaic of light and shadow. His enhanced senses, courtesy of Lord of the Night, picked up the chirping of unseen birds and the rustle of small creatures scurrying through the undergrowth. The world pulsed with life, a stark contrast to the violence of the previous night. As he neared theke, the scent of fresh water mingled with the earthy aroma of the forest floor. The trees thinned, revealing a glistening blue expanse reflecting the crystal-clear sky above. A gentle breeze ruffled the surface of the water, creating a symphony of soft ripples that washed over him like a wave of tranquility. Reaching the familiar clearing, Noah dropped his pack onto the soft grass and stripped off his sweat-drenched clothes. For a moment, he stood at the water''s edge, savoring the cool air against his heated skin. The exhaustion still clung to him, but it seemed less daunting surrounded by the serenity of theke. With a deep breath, he plunged into the cool embrace of the water. A gasp escaped his lips as the refreshing water washed over him, erasing the aches and pains of the past night. He submerged himselfpletely, the weight of his armor and weapons vanishing as they were reced by the buoyant force of the water. He swam leisurely, his strokes echoing with a quiet rhythm against the peaceful backdrop of the forest. As he moved, the water cleansed not just his body, but also his soul. For a time, there was only him, the cool water, and the gentle murmur of the wind through the leaves. A sense of peace, fleeting but precious, settled over him. This was a rare moment of respite, a stolen breath in the midst of a whirlwind. Eventually, the initial chill gave way to a pleasant coolness. Surfacing from the water, he allowed the warm sunlight to dry his skin before pulling on a fresh set of clothes. He felt invigorated, the ache in his muscles reced by a renewed sense of purpose. Sitting at the water''s edge, he leaned back against a tree trunk and retrieved a simple meal from his pack. As he ate, his gaze wandered across the tranquil scene of theke. He felt strangely at peace amidst the beauty of nature. But the peace was a fa?ade. He knew his respite was temporary. His goal hadn''t chah6 still loomed, something that demanded his unwavering attention. With a sigh, he finished his meal, thest vestiges of his peaceful reverie fading. Invigorated by his swim, Noah rose to his feet, a renewed glint of determination hardening his golden eyes. Today was the final day of his patrol, thest chance to eradicate any immediate threats before returning to base. With a practiced flick of his wrist, his backpack vanished into the ever-reliable [Item Box], a skill that had proven invaluable on his travels. Nemesis, his trusty weapon, materialized in his hand, the polished metal glinting in the dappled sunlight. He pulled up the map disyed on his smartphone, the familiar blue dot marking his location. A small red dot blinked a short distance away ¨C a gnolle clearing. A grim smile touched his lips. He wouldn''t let these mindless beasts sully the peace of the forest during his final sweep. Silent and swift like a predator stalking its prey, Noah weaved through the undergrowth. His senses, sharpened by Lord of Night slightly even in the day, kept him attuned to his surroundings. The rustling of leaves, the snap of a twig underfoot ¨C every sound carried a story, a potential warning. As he neared the gnoll''s clearing, the unmistakable stench of rotting flesh and unwashed bodies assaulted his nostrils. He crouched behind a massive oak, his golden eyes peering through a gap in the foliage. The sight that greeted him confirmed his suspicions. A group of gnolls, hulking figures with hyena-like heads, milled about the clearing. Some gnawed on discarded bones, their guttural growls echoing through the silent forest. Others sparred yfully, their movements a chaotic dance of violence. Noah counted them ¨C five in total. Not an overwhelming force, but enough to pose a threat to unsuspecting travelers or lone adventurers. A n began to form in his mind. He wouldn''t just rush in ¨C a frontal assault would invite unnecessary chaos. He needed to be strategic, to exploit the gnolls'' disorganization andck of discipline. With a silent whisper, he channeled a sliver of his mana. A mischievous glint sparked in his eyes as he unleashed his telekic power. A nearby rock, dislodged by an unseen force, ttered across the clearing, bouncing off a gnaw-bone held by one of therger creatures. The gnolls froze, their attention snapping towards the sound. A flurry of barks and growls erupted as they searched for the source of the disturbance. This was his cue. Noah erupted from his hiding ce, a blur of motion propelled by his growing Dexterity Nemesis pulsed with a dark aura as he charged, its polished surface a beacon in the dappled sunlight. The gnolls, surprised and disoriented, reacted with a mixture of fear and rage. One charged towards him, a feral snarl twisting its hyena-like face. Noah met the charge head-on, his movements precise and deadly. Nemesis sang a deadly song as it sliced through the air, cleaving the lead gnoll''s weapon in two before embedding itself deep within its chest. The surprise attack threw the remaining gnolls into further disarray. They lunged at him in a frenzy of ws and teeth, but Noah was a whirlwind of steel and telekic power. He weaved through their attacks, his movements were swift, deflecting blows with his de while using bursts of telekinesis to trip and disorient his opponents. The clearing became a macabre ballet of death. The stench of blood and viscera filled the air, a grim testament to the violence that unfolded. One by one, the gnolls fell, their mindless rage no match for Noah''s honed skills and unwavering determination. The final gnoll, a hulking brute with rage burning in its red eyes, stood shaking its head, disoriented by a well-ced telekic blow. Noah saw a flicker of something akin to fear in its gaze ¨C a brief recognition of the superior power it faced. But fear wasn''t enough to save it. With a final, decisive swing, Noah brought Nemesis down in a devastating arc, severing the beast''s head from its body. The remaining gnoll crumpled to the ground, its lifeless eyes staring nkly at the sky. Silence descended upon the clearing. Chapter 124: Last Day of Patrol Mission 1 The aftermath of the gnolls'' defeat was suffocating, the air thick with the stench of blood and metal. Noah, unaffected by the carnage surrounding him, stood motionless. Letting out a weary sigh, he knelt beside the lifeless bodies of the gnolls. These creatures, corrupted by darkness, were not entirely at fault for their savage nature. Noah scavenged their remains, collecting only a meager assortment of crude weapons and a handful of worn-out Magic Stones. Securing the loot in his trusty Item Box, Noah stood up and continued his journey. As he ventured deeper into the forest, his heightened senses detected a new sound - the unmistakable snarls and growls of more gnolls. But this time, their numbers had multiplied. Ten, if his estimation was correct. A furrow formed on his forehead. This was an unusuallyrge pack for this area. Taking cover behind a towering oak, Noah contemted his next move. A direct confrontation, even with his extraordinary abilities, would be perilous. He needed to thin their ranks before they overwhelmed him. A n began to take shape. Concentrating his mana, Noah summoned a fraction of his telekic power. A surge of energy pulsed outward, lifting a cluster of loose rocks and hurling them towards the gnolls. The rocks groaned in protest as they crashed down into the heart of the pack, causing a deafening mor. Chaos erupted among the gnolls. Cries of pain and bewildered yelps filled the air as they scrambled to evade the unexpected assault. This was his chance. With a swift flick of his wrist, Noah transformed his weapon, Nemesis, from its sleek sword form into a familiar ck pistol. Dark energy crackled around the firearm as he took aim. His finger tightened on the trigger, releasing a magical bolt of energy - a Magic Bullet - that shot out from the barrel. The bullet, infused with arcane power, streaked through the air, leaving behind a faint blue trail, and struck its target with deadly precision. One of therger gnolls copsed to the ground, its chest exploding in a crimson spray. Another shot. And another. BANG! BANG! With each Magic Bullet, a gnoll met its demise, the blue streaks of energy carving lethal paths through the air. The remaining gnolls, intimidated by the sudden and merciless assault, looked around in confusion and fear. Before they could react, Noah emerged from his hiding spot, gripping Nemesis with both hands. He became a whirlwind of bullets and precise gunfire, dispatching the remaining gnolls with ruthless efficiency honed through countless battles. In the clearing, a heavy silence hung in the air, tainted with the metallic scent of blood. The robotic voice echoed in Noah''s ear, a sharp contrast to the scene of destruction. [You have gained 30% experience!] Noah acknowledged the notification with a quick nod. He calcted in his mind ¨C 2% for each gnoll, fifteen kills in total. 30% progress, bringing him closer to an enticing 85% towards his next level. A genuine smile, a rare sight on his face, tugged at the corner of his lips. He was growing stronger, steadily ascending the path of power. "Now it''s time to finish off the remaining gnolls," he muttered, determination gleaming in his eyes. With a burst of speed fueled by his increasing agility, Noah shot forward like a speeding bullet. The fleeing gnoll led him straight to a foreboding grotto, guarded by two massive gnolls dressed in crude yet surprisingly durable armor. They tightly gripped spears with wickedly barbed tips. "No doubt this is their dwelling," he murmured, a predatory glimmer shining in his golden eyes. He licked his lips, a hunter closing in on his prey. Setting Nemesis aside for a moment, he reached into his ever-reliable [Item Box]. Two rough arrowheads, collected as trophies from past battles, materialized in his hand. With a silent whisper of mana flowing through him, he flicked his wrist and sent the projectiles soaring. Infused with telekic force, they sliced through the air with deadly uracy, bing silent bullets. The guards, oblivious to their impending doom, never saw iting. The arrowheads pierced their eyes swiftly and mercilessly. Using telekinesis once more, Noah softened their falls, ensuring a silent demise that wouldn''t alert the other gnolls nearby. A ghost of a smile danced across his face. Noah, the harbinger of death, but also a master of strategy and stealthy takedowns. The grotto loomed ahead, its darkness promising a final showdown. He took a deep breath, the thrill of the hunt coursing through his veins. The fetid air of the grotto clung to Noah like a second skin as he ventured deeper. The passage narrowed, forcing him to crouch low, his senses on high alert. Thanks for Lord of Night''s skill amplifying his sight in the oppressive darkness. He could see the faint glint of moisture on the dripping stctites overhead and feel the rough texture of the uneven stone floor beneath his boots. His [Presence Detection], honed through countless battles, pulsed outwards, searching for any sign of life. Thankfully, it remained quiet, devoid of the telltale thrum of hostile life force. He navigated a treacherous maze of hidden pitfalls and tripwires, his telekinesis acting as a ghostly hand, brushing against the invisible dangers before they could be sprung. Each disarmed trap was a silent victory, a testament to his caution and skill. Finally, the passage opened up into a surprisingly vast cavern. A dim, bioluminescent glow emanated from strange, fungus-like growths clinging to the cavern walls, casting an eerie, otherworldly light on the scene before him. Noah''s breath hitched in his throat. This wasn''t what he had expected. Instead of the expectedir of a monstrous gnoll chieftain, a full-fledged underground vige sprawled before him. Huts, crude but surprisingly sturdy, were carved into the cavern walls, their smoke curling upwards towards cracks in the ceiling that served as venttion shafts. Figures, smaller and less hulking than the gnolls he''d encountered earlier, moved about, tending to fires or carrying bundles of what looked like bioluminescent moss. Were these¡­ gnoll women and children? The realization struck Noah with a force that left him momentarily stunned. He had been prepared to fight, to eradicate a threat, but this¡­ this was different. This was amunity, albeit a twisted one, struggling to survive in the harsh darkness. A cold gust of wind whipped through Noah, a stark contrast to the stifling heat of the cavern. It wasn''t just the oppressive darkness that threatened to suffocate him; it was the weight of his duty shing with a burgeoning flicker of empathy. These weren''t mindless beasts like the gnolls he''d in previously. Here, beneath the flickering bioluminescent glow, was a semnce of society, a twisted reflection of humanity clinging to existence. The image of a gnoll child, its eyes wide with a fear that mirrored his own inner turmoil, shed in his mind. "Remorseful," he scoffed, the word leaving a bitter taste on his tongue. He couldn''t afford sentimentality in this world, a world governed by thew of jungle. Here, it was kill or be killed, a brutal truth etched into the fabric of his existence. With a practiced flick of his wrist, he summoned his [Item Box]. The familiar hum filled the air as he rummaged through his ever-growing collection of scavenged materials. Empty sks, a few scraps of cloth, and a vial of a highly vtile alchemical concoction he''d acquired on a previous mission ¨C the ingredients were there. His hands moved with practiced efficiency, weaving the makeshift Molotov cocktails. A dangerous glint flickered in his golden eyes as he ignited them, the mes dancing like hungry demons in the cavern''s dim light. He didn''t need brute force. He needed chaos. He needed the gnolls to flee, to panic, to create an opportunity for him to infiltrate their society and find the source of the corruption. With a deep breath, heunched the ming projectiles at strategic locations ¨C the crude huts farthest from the exit, the makeshift food stores. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Explosions rocked the cavern, showering sparks and sending gnolls scrambling in terror. Smoke billowed upwards, quickly filling the vast space. ''''!!!" Screams and panicked barks echoed through the cavern, punctuated by the tter of dropped tools and the frantic scrambling of small feet. Noah, hidden behind a massive rock overlooking the chaos, notched an arrow onto his bow. This wasn''t about ughter, not yet. He would eliminate any immediate threats, any gnoll that emerged from the inferno with violence in their eyes. But his true targety deeper within, their leader, he was certain he wouldn''t die from something like this. The cavern was a pandemonium of sound and fury. Using the smoke and confusion as his cloak, Noah began his descent towards the heart of the gnoll vige, his golden eyes scanning for any sign of leadership, any hint of whaty at the root of this darkness. The path ahead was shrouded in smoke and uncertainty, but one thing was clear ¨C the hunt was on. Chapter 125: [Phantom Sword] Shrieks and panicked yelps reverberated throughout the underground chamber, apanied by the nging of dropped tools and the frantic scurrying of tiny paws. The air became heavy with smoke, causing Noah''s eyes to sting even from his elevated position. He wasn''t proud of the chaos he had unleashed. The gnoll settlement, once a distorted reflection of life, nowy in ruins. But the alternative, a merciless ughter from house to house, felt even more repulsive. This was a desperate gamble, a way to create an opportunity without resorting toplete annihtion. With a solemn nod, Noah loaded a magical me arrow onto his bow. He wouldn''t target the fleeing vigers, refusing to contribute to the carnage. But any gnoll that emerged from the inferno with violence in their eyes would be fair game. The first one emerged, a massive brute coughing and gasping for breath, desperation etched on its face. It locked eyes with Noah, a flicker of recognition igniting in its crimson gaze. But instead of fear, blind rage consumed the creature. With a ferocious roar, the gnoll charged, its ws extended. Noah''s heart ached, a fragment of his humanity refusing to be extinguishedpletely. But his duty, his purpose, remained resolute. The magical arrow soared through the smoke, a streak of cerulean light finding its mark. It pierced through the gnoll''s chest, erupting in an ethereal burst of mes. The creature crumpled to the ground, its charred lips releasing a silent scream. Grief threatened to consume Noah, but he suppressed it. Sentimentality was a luxury he couldn''t afford ¨C not now. He transformed into a machine, a silent reaper, eliminating any gnoll that emerged from the inferno with hostile intent. Young or old, it made no difference. They had been infected, twisted by darkness, and posed a threat. One by one, they fell. The initial surge of violence gradually subsided, until silence enveloped the chamber. Only the crackling of mes and asional coughs from the depths of the cavern disturbed the eerie stillness. The sun began its descent, painting the sky with shades of orange and red, a bitter contrast to the devastation below. Noah stood amidst the wreckage, a solitary figure. He wasn''t a hero, nor did he aspire to be one. He was a harbinger of death, a necessary evil in a twisted world. The smoke stung Noah''s eyes even worse as he descended deeper, the air growing thick and hot. His boots crunched on ash and charred debris, a grim testament to the devastation he''d unleashed. But the silence that followed the ughter felt heavy, unnatural. He pressed on, senses on high alert, searching for any sign of life, any hint of his true target. Finally, a flicker of movement in the distance caught his eye. There, hunched over a smoldering pile of what looked like twisted metal, was a gnoll unlike any he''d seen before. Its armor, once proud and imposing, was warped and ckened, clinging to its body like a twisted second skin. But it wasn''t the armor that sent a jolt through Noah ¨C it was the creature''s eyes. They were hollow, devoid of any spark of life, reced by a swirling vortex of inky ckness. The gnoll held something in its massive hands, something small and frail. In a horrifying disy of power, the creature squeezed, and the figure in its grasp turned instantly to ash, carried away on a wisp of smoke. A guttural growl, almost inhuman in its depth, erupted from the gnoll''s throat. "Gaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrr!" The sound echoed through the cavern, vibrating in Noah''s bones. It wasn''t just a roar ¨C it was a raw, primal scream of rage and despair. The gnoll chieftain, corrupted to a husk of its former self by the very darkness it wielded. As the creature turned its head, its empty eyes seemed to lock onto Noah''s position. It let out another growl, this time punctuated by a single, chilling word: "Human¡­ responsible¡­ die." Before Noah could react, the cavern floor exploded beneath him. A surge of dark energy, unleashed by the corrupted chieftain, propelled him with a sickening force. He flew through the air, a ragdoll flung across the burning vige. The impact with the opposite wall sent a jolt of pain through his body. He mmed against the rough stone with a sickening crunch, the air knocked from his lungs. A metallic tang filled his mouth as he coughed, blood trickling down his chin. His vision swam, a dull ache throbbing in his head. Despite activating his Mana''s Armor, the impact had been brutal. Hey there, momentarily stunned, his golden eyes locked on the hulking figure in the distance. This wasn''t just a fight anymore. This was a battle for survival against a creature twisted by rage, desire for revenge. Noah gritted his teeth, a steely resolve hardening his gaze. He wouldn''t die here. A wave of nausea washed over Noah as he fumbled in his [Item Box], the world tilting precariously around him. With a desperate grunt, he managed to grasp two vials ¨C a [Healing Potion] and a [Mana Recovery Potion]. Downing them in quick session, a warm, tingling sensation spread through his body, coaxing life back into his battered limbs. He barely had a moment to draw a shaky breath before the cavern echoed with the thunderous charge of the corrupted gnoll chieftain. Its form, once imposing, was now a grotesque parody of power, warped by the darkness it wielded. The hollow eyes burned with a malevolent hunger that sent shivers down Noah''s spine. Fueled by the potions, a surge of adrenaline coursed through him. He rolled to the side just as the chieftain''s massive spiked club mmed into the spot where he had stood a heartbeat earlier. The impact sent a shockwave through the cavern, showering Noah with debris. He scrambled to his feet, a n forming in his mind. This wasn''t a fight he could win with brute force alone. This monstrosity thrummed with dark energy, its raw power exceeding anything he''d faced before. He needed strategy, a way to exploit its weaknesses. Focusing his remaining mana, a tendril of telekic energy pulsed outwards, wrapping around the charging gnoll. The creature stumbled, its momentum momentarily halted as it fought against the unseen force. This was his window. With a flick of his wrist, Nemesis materialized in its bow form. Two [Magical me Arrows] materialized on the taut string, their tips glowing with an otherworldly blue light. He loosed them both in quick session, aiming for the gnoll''s hulking form. The first arrow streaked towards the chieftain''s chest, but with a roar of defiance, the creature swung its club, attempting to deflect the projectile. Noah anticipated this, using another sliver of his mana to guide the arrow with telekinesis. It exploded just before contact, BOOM! A wave of searing heat engulfing the gnoll''s upper body. The beast roared in pain, momentarily distracted. Noah seized this opportunity. With a silentmand, the second [Magical me Arrow] changed course, veering towards the gnoll''s left knee. Guided by his telekinesis, it mmed into the exposed joint with pinpoint uracy. KABOOM! The resulting explosion was muted but brutal. Bone shattered under the force of the st, and the gnoll''s once powerful leg buckled beneath its weight. ''''!!!!!!!!!!!!!'''' A deafening scream erupted from the creature''s throat, a primal howl of agony and rage. It crumpled to the ground, its remaining leg unable to support its immense bulk. The cavern fell silent for a moment, broken only by the gnoll''s ragged gasps of pain. Noah stood there, chest heaving, his body screaming in protest. He hadnded a critical blow, but he knew the fight wasn''t over. This monstrosity wasn''t going down easily. He cautiously approached the downed gnoll, Nemesis transforming back into its sleek sword form with a soft hum. The creature watched him with a flicker of defiance still burning in its empty eyes. In that moment, amidst the smoke and devastation, Noah saw a flicker of something else ¨C a hint of the gnoll it once might have been, a creature corrupted by something. It would be dangerous for him if he didn''t quickly eliminate it. Thus, he channeled thest vestiges of his mana into Nemesis. "Fangs of Insanity: Phantom Sword!'''' he rasped, the wordsced with desperation and the strain of battle. Nemesis hummed in response, a dark energy crackling around its sleek form. Then, in a blink, it transformed. Not into a familiar weapon, but into a shimmering, ethereal de ¨C a phantom sword bigger than Noah himself. This was it. The ultimate technique he could use at his current stage. He lunged, the phantom sword blurring in a dance of lethal grace. The air itself seemed to warp around the de, a testament to its otherworldly power. Time seemed to slow. The gnoll chieftain, its remaining leg buckling under its own weight, watched with a flicker of something akin to surprise in its hollow eyes. Then, in a sh of obsidian light, the phantom sword passed through the chieftain''s torso. There was no spray of blood, no ragged gasp of pain. The chieftain simply¡­ ceased to be. Its headless body crumpled to the ground, a puppet with its strings severed. The phantom sword dissolved with a wisp of smoke, leaving only Nemesis, its familiar form gleaming in Noah''s hand. Chapter 126: Going back to the city There was no spray of blood, no ragged gasp of pain. The chieftain simply¡­ ceased to be. Its headless body crumpled to the ground, a puppet with its strings severed. The phantom sword dissolved with a wisp of smoke, leaving only Nemesis, its familiar form gleaming in Noah''s hand. The metallic tang of blood hung heavy in the air, a sickening counterpoint to the acrid smoke still curling from the burning vige. Noah stood there, drenched in a crimson geyser that had erupted from the gnoll chieftain''s severed neck. His body trembled, not just from exertion, but from the weight of the choices he''d made. This wasn''t a battlefield victory fanfare ying in his head; it was a mournful dirge. He sank to his knees, the taste of ash acrid on his tongue, a bitter reflection of the emotions churning within him. Had he achieved anything here? The vigey in ruins. The gnolls, both monstrous and innocent, were all gone. With a groan that escaped his lips like a prayer, Noah pushed himself to his feet. His body screamed in protest, muscles screaming and bones aching. He nced towards the distant glint of water ¨C a smallke he''d noticed earlier. A bath wouldn''t erase the bloodstains or the weight of his actions, but perhaps it would offer a moment of cleansing, a chance to wash away some of the metaphorical grime that clung to him. "A bath in theke before going back," he muttered, his voice hoarse. The cool water of theke offered a stark contrast to the heat and stench of the burning vige. Despite the grime clinging to him, Noah hesitated at the water''s edge. A full bath wouldn''t erase the bloodstains or the weight of his actions, but it felt wrong to return to Arion''s mansion reeking of death. With a grimace, he settled for a light wash. He sshed water on his face, scrubbing away the blood and soot that painted a grim mask on his features. The metallic tang lingered in his mouth, a constant reminder of the carnage he''d unleashed. He emerged from the water, a damp chill recing the clinging heat. Noah decided to reactivate the notification feature, which would once again prompt him to receive notifications. [You have 200% Exp] [You have level up!] [You have Level up!] ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 44 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 104 Strength: 112 Intelligence: 94 Dexterity: 112 Luck: 87 Stat Points: 4 Coins: 3060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv1} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö The acrid tang of the city''s ever-present smog hit Noah like a p, a strange sense offort amidst the turmoil churning within him. It was a bizarre sensation, finding sce in pollution after the devastation he''d witnessed. Perhaps it was a reminder of the world he was fighting for, its ws and all, a world far preferable to the darkness he''d just encountered. The weight of the past few days felt like an eternity. He needed to clear his head, to process the emotional toll of his actions. But first, duty called. Reporting to the guild took precedence. Their assessment and any potential intel they possessed could prove invaluable in his next foray into the caverns. With a determined stride, Noah navigated the bustling city streets, his golden eyes scanning the crowds. He was a solitary figure, a silent guardian shrouded in the weight of his grim secret. The gnoll threat was eliminated, but the true battle had just begun, a battle he couldn''t wage alone. He needed the guild''s resources, their knowledge, and perhaps even a sliver of their unwavering faith to bolster his own. Reaching the imposing guild hall, he pushed open the heavy oak doors and stepped inside. The familiar bustle of warriors and adventurers greeted him, a wee distraction from the horrors he carried within. Here, amidst the ng of sharpening steel and the boisterous tales of exploits, he could shed the mantle of harbinger of death for a moment. He found the receptionist, a woman with a weathered face and eyes that held the glint of a seasoned warrior herself. "Reporting in," he rasped, his voice hoarse from the ordeal. "Mission to the gnoll-infested caverns and other missions¨Cplete." Relief washed over Noah as he stepped out of the guild hall. The bustle and normalcy of the city offered a stark contrast to the horrors he''d witnessed. But the relief was fleeting, reced by a dull ache of exhaustion and a gnawing sense of unease. He needed a proper cleansing, a chance to wash away more than just the physical grime. With a tired sigh, Noah made his way to Arion''s mansion. The grand structure seemed almost out of ce nestled within the bustling city, a haven of luxury in a world teetering on the brink. He navigated the familiar halls, his footsteps echoing in the cavernous space. The weight of his mission, the lives lost, pressed heavily on him. Reaching the second floor, he his room and headed straight for the bathing chambers. The promise of a long, hot soak was all that kept him moving. As he shed his clothes, a grimace contorted his face. The stench of smoke, blood, and despair clung to him like a shroud. He sank into the steaming water, a wave of relief washing over him as it rxed his aching muscles. The hot water couldn''t erase the memories of the vige, the gnolls, or the chilling realization that lurked beneath the surface. But it did offer a temporary respite, a chance to numb the emotional toll of his actions. Pushing open the heavy oak doors to the kitchen, Noah was greeted by a stark contrast to the horrors he''d witnessed. Warm light emanated from the hearth, casting dancing shadows across gleaming countertops. The air hung heavy with theforting aroma of familiar spices, a soothing balm to his frayed nerves. He was alone, a solitary figure in the vast kitchen. An unfamiliar pang of loneliness stuck him. ''What is wrong with me?'' But dwelling on it wouldn''t serve him. He took a deep breath, pushing the dark thoughts aside. Right now, he needed a distraction, a focus that wasn''t drenched in blood and despair. Cooking, an activity once relegated to leisure, now held a deeper appeal. It was a chance to reim a semnce of normalcy, a small act of creation in a world teetering on the brink. He rummaged through the well-stocked pantry, his eyes scanning the ingredients. Tonight called for something simple, a one-person meal that wouldn''t require borate preparation. Perhaps a seared steak with roasted vegetables, a dish he could whip up with practiced ease. He found the necessary ingredients, a satisfied smile gracing his lips for the first time since leaving the caverns. As he worked, the rhythmic tter of the knife chopping vegetables provided a calming counterpoint to the turmoil within him. The sizzle of the steak hitting the hot pan filled the air, a familiar sound that grounded him in the present. Focusing on the task at hand, he meticulously seasoned the meat, the practiced motions offering a strange sense of sce. The act of creation, however small, served as a quiet rebellion against the darkness he fought. He wouldn''t let it consume him. He would find moments of normalcy, of life, to fuel his resolve. The sizzle of the steak had faded, reced by a contented silence as Noah ced the te on the table. The steam from the perfectly seared meat mingled with the roasted vegetables, creating a mouthwatering aroma that filled the kitchen and soothed the hollowness in his stomach. He looked at the finished product, a simple meal transformed into a small victory. Cooking had been more than just a distraction; it had been a fun activity. Reaching for a bottle stored on a high shelf, he retrieved a familiar wine he enjoyed. Tonight, he wouldn''t just eat, he''d savor. He poured a generous amount, the deep red liquid swirling in the ss like liquid embers. With a deep breath, he raised the ss in a silent toast. "To those lost," he murmured, the memory of the innocent vigers and desperate gnolls flickering in his mind. "May your souls rest in peace." He took a long sip, the wine warming him from the inside out. The robust vor offered a wee counterpoint to the emotional turmoil churning within him. He ate with gusto, each bite a deliberate act of self-care. As he finished his meal, the exhaustion of the past few days finally caught up with him. He pushed away from the table, the warmth of the wine and the satisfying meal already working their magic. With a weary sigh, he decided to turn in early. He needed his strength for what was toe. Tomorrow, he would report to Arion. Chapter 127: Noah and Lilith 1 Sunlight, a gentle nudge, roused Noah from sleep. It danced across the room, highlighting the toned muscles thaty sprawled beneath the covers. The exhaustion of the previous day was evident, but a spark of determination flickered in his golden eyes. He knew there was no time to wallow. First, a bath. He needed to wash away the physical grime of the caverns and the lingering weight of the choices he''d made. Slipping out of bed, he grabbed a change of clothes and made his way towards the bathroom. The warm water soothed his aching muscles, offering a brief respite. As he soaked, his mind formted a n. He wouldn''t let fatigue cloud his judgment. He needed to be sharp, to be relentless when he faced Arion and reported on his mission. Emerging from the bath, Noah sighed. A quick check of his system''s awakening progress showed that he would be over soon. ''''Better prepare a breakfast before going to training.'''' Skipping anything borate, Noah opted for a simple breakfast ¨C something quick and energizing. Perhaps some fruit, toast, and strong coffee. Fuel for the battles toe, both physical and mental. With his stomach settled and his mind clear, Noah turned his attention to training. He wouldn''t underestimate the challenges that awaited him. He needed to be at his peak, his skills honed to a razor''s edge. He stepped out onto the training grounds, a familiar tension gripping him. Each swing of his sword, each practiced maneuver, was a silent vow. Never forget his goals and work harder towards them. As the sun climbed higher in the sky, Noah pushed himself to his limits. Sweat beaded on his brow, his muscles screamed in protest, but he didn''t relent. The rhythmic ng of steel echoed through the adjacent training room, a stark counterpoint to the grunts and focused determination emanating from within. Noah, unaware of the silent battle raging just a wall away, reached the peak of his training session. Sweat dripped from his sculpted form, his muscles screaming in protest, but his golden eyes zed with unwavering resolve. Meanwhile, in the adjacent chamber, a whirlwind of motion unfolded. Lilith, her face an unreadable mask, moved with a preternatural speed against a training robot. Both wielded wooden swords, their movements a blur as they shed in a dance of offense and defense. The air crackled with the intensity of their training, the final strike a resounding boom that sent a tremor through the wall separating them. For ten minutes, this silent duel raged on. Sparks flew from the shing wooden des, the ng of metal a relentless rhythm. Neither Lilith nor the training robot seemed to gain a clear advantage. She moved with an otherworldly grace, her attacks swift and precise. The robot, a marvel of engineering, mirrored her movements with uncanny speed and unwavering strength. Finally, with a final, earth-shattering bang, the training robot faltered. Lilith, having exploited a subtle w in its programming,nded a decisive blow, disarming the machine. It deactivated with a hiss, its metallic limbs drooping limply. Lilith stood there for a moment, panting slightly, the exertion barely registering on her stoic face. She raised a hand, wiping a bead of sweat from her brow, a single thought echoing in the quiet: stronger. She needed to be stronger, faster, more precise. The darkness that lurked beyond the city walls wouldn''t be easily vanquished. With a deep breath, she reactivated the training robot. The cycle would begin again, ng of steel against wood filling the air, another step in her relentless pursuit of mastery. Two hours of relentless training left Noah drained but exhrated. His muscles ached with a satisfying burn, a testament to the productive session. As he stretched, a small sense of aplishment washed over him. ''''Not bad but I need more practice to be familiar with my skills.'''' Noah decided to leave. Stepping out of the training grounds, he was about to head back to his room when a sound caught his attention. The rhythmic ng of steel from the adjacent chamber, a familiar yet unexpected sound. A single name rose in his mind: Lilith. Curiosity piqued, Noah approached the training room. He hesitated for a moment, unsure if he should interrupt, but the memory of their childhood bond, the yful sparring sessions they used to share, nudged him forward. With a deep breath, he knocked on the door. The ng of steel stopped abruptly, followed by a moment of silence. Then, the door creaked open, revealing Lilith. Her face, usually an unreadable mask, seemed surprised for a fleeting moment before settling back into its usual stoicism. "Hello Lilith!" Noah greeted, a genuine smile warming his features. Lilith''s expression softened a fraction, a flicker of something akin to recognition lighting up her eyes. "Hi, Noah!" she replied, her voice a low murmur. An awkward silence threatened to descend, but Noah pressed on. "Let''s go grab something to eat," he suggested. He wasn''t sure if Lilith would be receptive, but the memories of their shared childhood experiences urged him forward. Lilith seemed to ponder this for a moment, a barely perceptible internal struggle flickering across her face. Then, to Noah''s surprise, a hint of something resembling a smile tugged at the corners of her lips. It was a subtle change, but it momentarily illuminated her already captivating features, leaving Noah momentarily speechless. A cough escaped him, shattering the unexpected moment. "Yeah, okay," he stammered, trying to hide his sudden fluster. "Let''s go to the guild cafeteria." Lilith simply nodded, her expression still cold, but the ghost of a smile lingered. As they walked side by side towards the cafeteria, afortable silence settled between them. The guild cafeteria buzzed with the energy of its patrons. Sunlight streamed through high windows, illuminating a vast hall filled with long, sturdy tables and mismatched chairs. The air hung heavy with the aroma of roasting meat and simmering stews, a symphony of culinary delights that assaulted the senses in the best way possible. On the far wall, a massive stone hearth roared with life, mes licking at the iron cauldrons bubbling with hearty stews. A line snaked its way past a bustling serving counter, where burly cooks doled out portions of steaming food with practiced efficiency. The clientele was a diverse mix ¨C seasoned yers with weathered faces and boomingughs, young apprentices wide-eyed with wonder, and even a smattering of mages, their colorful robes adding a ssh of vibrancy to the scene. The tter of silverware and the boisterous conversations created a lively atmosphere, a stark contrast to the quiet intensity of the training grounds. Despite the general chaos, pockets of camaraderie existed. A group of young yers huddled together, poring over a digital map, their faces etched with excitement. Two grizzled veterans shared a tankard of ale, reminiscing about past battles, theirughter echoing through the hall. Stepping into the bustling cafeteria, Noah and Lilith found themselves amidst a sea of activity. The cacophony of sounds - ttering dishes, boisterous conversations, the rhythmic sizzle of meat on the griddle - was a stark contrast to the quiet intensity of the training grounds. Noah scanned the room, searching for an empty table. He spotted one tucked away in a corner, partially obscured by a massive potted fern. It offered a sliver of privacy, perfect for their tentative reconnection. He gestured towards it with a nod. Lilith, seemingly content with the choice, followed him towards the table. They settled onto the rickety chairs, afortable silence descending between them. Noah cleared his throat, the unfamiliar setting adding to his awkwardness. "What would you like to eat?" he asked, hoping to break the ice. Lilith, for once, seemed to hesitate. She typically moved with a decisive grace, but in this situation, she appeared unsure. Finally, she pointed towards a simple menu disyed on a nearby wall. "The roasted chicken," she murmured, her voice barely a whisper. Noah nodded in understanding. He knew she wasn''t one for borate meals, opting for functionality over extravagance. He opted for the same. With their orders ced, they settled back into theirfortable silence. Noah observed Lilith from the corner of his eye. Her usual stoicism remained, but there was a subtle shift in her posture, a hint of rxation in the way she held herself. This girl would make a great ally, she could be used and she would be the few he could trust. He would observe, grow their rtionship maybe go out with her, by making her emotionally attached to him he could make a full use of her. ''This idea is worth considering.'' Noah silently thought. As they waited for their food, a faint smile yed on Noah''s lips. The arrival of their food was a wee interruption to thefortable silence. A steaming te of roasted chicken, crispy skin glistening with golden brown juices,nded in front of Lilith. Noah''s te mirrored hers, apanied by a generous helping of roasted vegetables colorful enough to rival a sunset. The aroma of sulent roasted poultry instantly cut through the general scent of the cafeteria, a mouthwatering invitation that neither of them could resist. Lilith picked up her fork, her movements regaining their usual efficiency. Despite her stoic expression, a flicker of anticipation danced in her eyes. Noah, mirroring her actions, dug into his own meal. The first bite was a revtion ¨C the meat perfectly cooked, juicy and tender, the crispy skin adding a delightful textural contrast. The roasted vegetables, imbued with the smoky essence of the hearth, were a perfectplement. Chapter 128: Noah and Lilith 2 He stole a nce at Lilith. She was nearing the end of her meal, her expression unreadable to most. But to Noah, years of shared history offered a trantor. Beneath the stoicism, a hint of something akin to happiness flickered. It was subtle, a barely perceptible rise in the corner of her lips, but to him, it was a radiant sunrise breaking through a veil of clouds. Her presence, usually shrouded in quiet intensity, seemed to brighten the surrounding tables, a subtle shift that warmed the room in a way the bustling cafeteria never could. The silence stretched, yet it wasn''t an ufortable one. It was afortable pause, heavy with unspoken possibilities. With a deep breath, Noah decided to take a chance. "Hey," he started, his voice a low murmur, "how about we... go out and y a bitter?" He winced internally, the word "y" sounding childish as if he was hesitating but having decided on his next goal he must not waver. Lilith''s eyes widened a fraction, surprise flickering across her usually stoic features. But then, as the implications of his words sank in, a genuine smile, slow and breathtaking, bloomed on her face. It was a rare sight, a transformation that stole his breath away. For a moment, the weight of the world seemed to vanish, reced by the sheer joy of seeing her happy. "Okay!" she replied, her voice a musical whisper, a stark contrast to the usual tness. The simple deration resonated in the room, like a promise whispered on the wind. A grin split Noah''s face. "Great! Let''s meet at..." he checked his smart watch, "...7pm by the fountain in the central square?" Lilith nodded, her smile lingering. They finished their meal in afortable silence, the unspoken date hanging between them like a shimmering promise. Evening arrived, painting the sky with a masterpiece of colors ¨C fiery oranges bleeding into deep purples, edged with soft pinks and streaks of gold. A gentle breeze whispered through the city streets, carrying the sweet scent of blooming night jasmine. The bustling energy of the day had softened into a more leisurely pace, couples strolling hand-in-hand, children''sughter echoing through the twilight air. At the designated time, Noah stood by the grand fountain in the central square. The water cascaded down multiple tiers, reflecting the colorful twilight hues in a mesmerizing dance. He waited, his heart pounding a nervous rhythm against his ribs. Even if he decided to make move for the sake of his goals, he was still nervous. Then, he saw her. Lilith emerged from a side street, a vision that took his breath away. Gone were the utilitarian clothes of the training grounds. She wore a dress of sapphire blue that flowed around her like a liquid dream. It entuated her lithe figure, the fabric shimmering with a subtle sheen under the fading light. Her hair, usually worn in a simple braid, was now cascading down her back in soft waves, adorned with a single white flower that matched the delicate ne adorning her throat. Noah stood frozen, his eyes locked on her mesmerizing beauty. She stopped a few feet away, her smile shy yet radiant. "You look..." he started, then stopped, unable to find the words to express the kaleidoscope of emotions swirling within him. Lilith, for once, seemed flustered. She adjusted a strap of her dress, a hint of a blush tinging her cheeks. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice barely a whisper. Noah finally found his voice. "Shall we?" he asked, gesturing towards the fountain. Lilith offered him a hesitant smile, a silent answer that spoke volumes. Together, they walked towards the fountain, the gentle evening breeze carrying their scents. Lilith''s smile faltered slightly at the mention of dinner. She shook her head, a flicker of something akin to regret crossing her features. "No," she murmured, her voice barely a whisper. ''''I wasn''t very hungry earlier." Noah understood. The simple cafeteria meal might not have appealed to her after a day of intense training. He needed to step up his game, to show her a different side of the city, a side that wasn''t just about training and preparing for the darkness. A mischievous glint sparked in his eyes. "Then let''s ditch the usual fare," he dered, a yful smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "How about something¡­ exotic?" Lilith''s brows furrowed slightly, her expression a mix of curiosity and apprehension. Exotic food wasn''t exactly on her usual list of priorities, but the yful lilt in Noah''s voice was strangely disarming. Before she could voice any questions, Noah winked. "Trust me," he said, a hint of mystery in his eyes. Taking her hand gently, he led her away from the central square, the gentle evening breeze guiding their steps. He''d done his research earlier, using a map app on his phone. He knew exactly where he was going, a ce he''d heard about, a hidden gem tucked away in abyrinthinework of back alleys. The walk took them through a vibrant tapestry of the city''s underbelly. Street vendors hawked their wares, their voices a melodic cacophony. Exotic spices filled the air, a fragrant assault on the senses. Children chased each other through bustling crowds, theirughter echoing in the narrow streets. Lilith, usually so stoic, seemed to rx a little under the chaotic charm of the surroundings. She squeezed Noah''s hand subconsciously, a silent acknowledgment of his thoughtful gesture. Finally, they reached their destination ¨C a small, unassuming restaurant tucked away in a corner. Fadednterns cast a warm glow upon the intricately carved wooden sign that hung above the entrance. Exotic symbols adorned the sign, hinting at the culinary delights that awaited them within. Noah stopped before the entrance, a triumphant grin splitting his face. "Wee to ''Spice Bazaar,''" he announced, gesturing towards the restaurant. "The best ce in the city for a truly unforgettable meal reviews said." Lilith''s eyes widened as she took in the exotic facade. A nervous tremor ran through her hand, a flicker of uncertainty warring with the spark of curiosity in her eyes. But then, a small smile, barely perceptible, touched her lips. Sure, this was going to be fun. Pushing open the ornately carved wooden doors, they were met with a wave of warmth, exotic scents, and a cacophony of sound. The air hung heavy with the aroma of ginger, cardamom, and spices unknown to Lilith. Strings of brightly colored beads adorned the low ceiling, casting dancing shadows on the walls. Patrons, a vibrant mix of locals and foreigners, filled the restaurant, their voices a lively hum that filled the space. "Wow," Lilith whispered, her voice barely audible over the din. A hostess, adorned in a flowing silk robe the color of burnt saffron, approached them with a weing smile. "Wee to Spice Bazaar," she greeted, her voice melodic and lilting. "Do you have a reservation?" Noah pulled out his phone, disying the confirmation email. ''''We do," he confirmed, his voice filled with a hint of pride. He''d managed to snag a table in the coveted VIP section, a small victory that warmed his heart. The hostess'' smile widened further. "Excellent choice," she said, gesturing towards a curtained area at the back of the restaurant. "Follow me, please." She led them through a beaded doorway, revealing a more secluded section of the restaurant. Here, plush cushions were arranged around low tables, offering a more intimate setting. Intricate tapestries hung on the walls, depicting scenes from farawaynds and fantastical creatures. The air shimmered with the soft glow of oilmps, casting a warm and inviting ambiance. Reaching a secluded corner table, the hostess pulled back a heavy velvet curtain. "Your table awaits," she announced with a flourish. Lilith stepped into the quiet haven, her apprehension momentarily forgotten. The table, adorned with a centerpiece of vibrantly colored orchids, held settings of gleaming silver and fine Eastern finishings. Everything about the ce whispered of luxury and refinement, a stark contrast to the bustling marketce they had just traversed. "This is¡­" Lilith started, searching for the right words. "Amazing, right?" Noah finished for her, his eyes sparkling with a mixture of excitement and hope. He pulled out the chair for her, a silent gesture of courtesy that sent a warmth through her chest. Somehow, Noah seemed different, having grown up with his, she knew he had surely an idea behind every action he takes, despite the curiosity on what her childhood friend was scheming, she decided to simply enjoy the moment. Lilith, with a shy smile, settled into the plush chair. As the hostess disappeared behind the beaded curtain, a sense of adventure and anticipation bubbled within her. This unexpected date, this plunge into the unknown vors of Spice Bazaar, felt like a step towards rediscovering not just their former bond, but a forgotten part of herself. She nced at Noah, his face alight with a mischievous grin. For the first time that day, a feeling of genuine rxation washed over her. Chapter 129: Noah and Lilith 3 She nced at Noah, his face alight with a mischievous grin. For the first time that day, a feeling of genuine rxation washed over her. The weight of training, the burden of their mission, all seemed to fade away in the warm, inviting ambience of the VIP section. A small, genuine smile bloomed on Lilith''s face, a response to Noah''s yful spirit and the sheer novelty of the situation. Turning her attention to the menu, Lilith was met with a bewildering array of choices. Each dish boasted exotic names and descriptions that danced on the edge of herprehension. Spicedmb kebabs with a side of saffron rice, curried goat stew simmered in coconut milk, stir-fried noodles with a fiery Szechuan sauce ¨C the words painted vivid pictures in her mind, promising an explosion of vors unlike anything she''d ever experienced. A soft chuckle escaped Noah''s lips as he observed her struggle. "Feeling overwhelmed?" he asked, his voiceced with amusement. Lilith, momentarily flustered, met his gaze. "A little," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper. "Everything sounds so¡­ different." Noah leaned in, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial murmur. "That''s the beauty of it, Lilith. It''s an adventure for your taste buds. Let''s explore it together." He gestured to the menu, a yful glint in his eyes. "Tell you what. We''ll each pick a dish that sounds interesting, and then we can share bites. That way, we can sample a little bit of everything." Lilith considered this for a moment, a hesitant smile tugging at the corners of her lips. It was a suggestion that resonated with her adventurous spirit, a way to bridge the gap between the familiar and the unknown. "Alright," she agreed, a hint of excitement creeping into her voice. "Let the exploration begin." And so, they embarked on a culinary odyssey, theirughter echoing softly in the plush confines of the VIP section. Noah, ever the adventurous one, opted for a fiery Thai green curry with shrimp, while Lilith, intrigued by the unfamiliar, chose a dish called "Tandoori Chicken Tikka Mas," a promise of sulent chicken marinated in exotic spices and bathed in a creamy tomato sauce. As the dishes arrived, artfully presented on fine china, their eyes widened in anticipation. The vibrant colors, the tantalizing aromas ¨C it was a feast for the senses before they even took a bite. They dug in, sharing bites and exchanging surprised gasps of delight. The curry, a symphony of heat and savory vors, danced on Noah''s tongue, while the Tikka Mas, a delightful blend of creamy richness and warming spices, surprised Lilith with itsplexity. With each bite, their conversation flowed more easily, filled with lighthearted banter and shared discoveries. They talked about their childhood adventures, their training experiences, and even their hopes and fears for the future. The darkness that loomed over their world seemed to recede for a time, reced by the warmth of sharedughter and the joy of exploration. As they finished their meal, afortable silence settled between them. Lilith leaned back in her chair, a contented sigh escaping her lips. It had been a night unlike any other, a delightful departure from their usual routine. Looking at Noah, his eyes filled with warmth and a hint of something deeper, she felt a spark of gratitude for this unexpected date, this chance to reconnect with a friend who knew how to make her smile. "Thank you, Noah," she murmured, her voice filled with sincerity. "For this... for everything." Noah''s eyes softened. "Anytime, Lilith," he replied, his voice a husky whisper. "Anytime." The night was still young, a vibrant tapestry woven from the city''s twinkling lights and the distant hum of activity. Spice Bazaar''s warm glow faded as they stepped back out onto the bustling street. With a shared look of understanding, their eyes sparkling with a newfound connection, they rose from the table, ready to continue their date. Noah, tonight was like a ever the yful instigator, leaned in with a mischievous grin. "Ready for the next adventure, Lilith?" he asked, his voiceced with a yful challenge. Lilith, a hint of a smile dancing on her lips, met his gaze with a newfound confidence. "Absolutely," she replied, her voice a touch stronger than usual. "What do you have in mind?" Noah winked. "How about we hit the arcade? Show off your reflexes and maybe even teach this old dog some new tricks?" Lilith''s brow furrowed slightly at the mention of an arcade. It wasn''t exactly her usual choice of entertainment, but the yful glint in Noah''s eyes was hard to resist. Besides, the thought of letting loose and indulging in a little friendlypetition held a surprising appeal. "An arcade, huh?" she mused, a hint of amusement in her voice. "Alright, Noah. You''re on. But don''t expect me to go easy on you." A triumphant grin split Noah''s face. "Wouldn''t have it any other way, Lilith," he dered. He gestured towards the bustling street. "There''s a great arcade a few blocks down. My treat, of course." Lilith offered him a yful smile, a silent eptance of his offer. And so, they set off into the night, the city lights illuminating their path. The weight of their mission, the darkness that loomed, seemed to fade away with each step. Tonight, they were just two friends, rediscovering the joy of shared experiences and the simple pleasure ofpetition. As they navigated the bustling streets, Noah regaled Lilith with stories of their childhood arcade battles, embellishing his victories (or so Lilith suspected) and recounting her moments of strategic brilliance. Lilith, usually so stoic, found herselfughing freely, the sound echoing through the night air, a melody sweeter than any victory chime. They arrived at the arcade, a neon wondend pulsating with light and sound. ssic arcade games lined the walls - air hockey tables, rhythm games with shing buttons, and the unmistakable glow of fighting games. The air crackled with the excited yells of yers and the rhythmic blips and bloops of electronic music. Lilith''s eyes widened as she took it all in, a flicker of curiosity battling with her usual seriousness. Noah, sensing her hesitation, squeezed her hand reassuringly. "Don''t worry," he said with a grin. "I''ll show you the ropes." And so, their date took on a new dimension. They battled it out on fighting games, Noah''s mboyantbos shing with Lilith''s swift and precise strikes. They cheered each other on during frantic rounds of air hockey, the puck bouncing between them with lightning speed. They even attempted a clumsy dance on a rhythm game, theirughter echoing through the arcade as they missed more buttons than they hit. With each game, Lilith''s stoicism melted away, reced by a smile that bloomed brighter with every victory, every sharedugh. She discovered a hidden well ofpetitiveness, a yful spirit she hadn''t known existed. And Noah, watching her transform under the vibrant lights of the arcade, felt a warmth bloom in his chest. It was good to see her like this, a vibrant echo of the girl he knew from their childhood days. The carefreeughter, the glint of determination in her eyes ¨C it was a sight more precious than any victory chime. As thest round of air hockey ended in a tie (much to Noah''s yful grumbling), they decided to call it a night. Leaving the neon glow of the arcade behind, they stepped back out onto the bustling street. The city lights seemed to twinkle a little brighter, the cool night air carrying a refreshing energy. "So," Noah started, wiping a stray bead of sweat from his brow, "up for another challenge?" Lilith, a yful glint in her eyes that mirrored his own, raised an eyebrow. "Challenge epted," she replied, her voice carrying a hint of amusement. "But this time, I choose the activity." Noah grinned. "Surprise me," he said, intrigued by the sudden shift in power dynamics. Lilith''s lips curved into a mischievous smile. "Let''s head to the escape game center," she dered. Noah''s grin faltered for a moment. Escape rooms weren''t exactly his idea of a fun date night, but seeing the spark of excitement in Lilith''s eyes, he readily agreed. After all, anything to see her smile, anything to feel that flicker of the old connection rekindled, was worth a little mental challenge. "Escape game center, it is then," he confirmed, offering her his arm. "Lead the way, my fearless leader." Lilith, her smile widening, took his arm with a newfound confidence. They walked side-by-side, like in their used too when they were child. Tonight, they would y to their hearts content, rediscovering the joy ofpetition and the thrill of shared adventure. As they approached the brightly lit facade of the escape game center, a kaleidoscope of possibilities shimmered before them. Would they conquer the escape room together, their teamwork honed by years of friendship? Or would the challenge reveal new facets of their personalities, new strengths to be discovered? One thing was certain ¨C this night, filled withughter,petition, and the promise of adventure, was a night they wouldn''t soon forget. Chapter 130: Escape Game The building housing the escape game center stood proudly at the end of a bustling street, a stark contrast to the more traditional architecture that dominated the area. Its facade was a modern marvel ¨C sleek panels of polished steel reflected the city lights in a mesmerizing dance, whilerge, holographic windows pulsed with scenes of fantasticalndscapes and mind-bending puzzles. A neon sign, shaped like a giant question mark, crowned the building, its vibrant colors beckoning those seeking a mental challenge. Above the entrance, a sleek awning jutted out, offering shelter from the asional night drizzle and casting a cool, inviting shadow on the cobblestones below. Through the expansive ss doors, a glimpse of the interior could be seen. Intricate puzzles adorned the walls, some with missing pieces hinting at the challenges within. Comfortable couches and armchairs were arranged in a waiting area, each upied by groups of eager adventurers, their faces etched with a mixture of excitement and nervous anticipation. The air crackled with a low hum of conversation, punctuated by bursts ofughter as a group emerged from an escape room, their faces flushed with victory. Overhead, arge digital screen disyed a countdown clock, ticking away the seconds until the next game session began. The atmosphere was electric, a vibrant mix of anticipation and friendlypetition that spilled out onto the sidewalk, enticing passersby to step inside and test their problem-solving skills. The vibrant energy of the escape game center washed over them as Noah and Lilith entered. The air crackled with a low hum of conversation, punctuated by the triumphant shouts of a group exiting a room. Large holographic windows pulsed with scenes of fantasticalndscapes and mind-bending puzzles, a visual invitation to the challenges within. Noah, despite a flicker of apprehension, couldn''t help but feel a surge of excitement. Seeing Lilith''s eyes gleam with anticipation, mirroring his own hidden nervousness, warmed him from the inside out. Without wasting time, they approached the reception desk, a friendly young woman with a bright smile greeting them. "Wee to Enigma Escape!" she chirped. "How can I entice you brave adventurers today?" Lilith, taking charge with a newfound confidence, stepped forward. "We''d like to book a game," she dered, her voice clear and confident. The receptionist''s smile widened. "Excellent choice! We have a variety of themed rooms avable. Would you like something spooky, like ''Tomb of the Pharaoh,'' or perhaps a more historical challenge, like ''Da Vinci''s Workshop''?" Lilith scanned the list of options disyed on a tablet, her brow furrowed in concentration. Noah watched her, a silent observer, intrigued by her determination. Finally, she pointed to a particr theme. "We''ll take ''The Emerald Eye,''" she announced, her voiceced with a hint of excitement. The receptionist''s eyes widened a fraction. "The Emerald Eye, huh? A challenging choice, but a rewarding one for experienced adventurers. Are you sure?" Lilith, a mischievous glint in her eyes, met the receptionist''s gaze head-on. "We''re up for the challenge," she dered. The receptionist chuckled. "Alright then, brave souls. The Emerald Eye awaits. You have 60 minutes to escape its clutches. Good luck!" With a quick briefing on the rules and a cryptic hint about a hidden emerald artifact, they were ushered towards a sleek, metal door. The air hung heavy with anticipation as Lilith reached out and grasped the cool handle. With a deep breath, she pushed open the door, plunging them into a world of mystery and intrigue. The door nged shut behind them with an ominous finality. The room they found themselves in was dimly lit, the only source of illumination flickering torches casting dancing shadows on the ancient stone walls. Wooden crates stacked precariously in a corner held dusty parchments and tarnished tools. A lone oil painting of a stern-faced explorer adorned the far wall, his gaze seemingly following their every move. The air hung heavy with the scent of damp earth and forgotten secrets. The weight of the locked door, the ominous click of thetch a tangible reminder of their confinement, pressed in on them. But in that moment, as they surveyed the room by the flickering torchlight, a thrill shot through Noah. This wasn''t just a date; it was an adventure, a test of their wits and a chance to rediscover the spark that had always ignited between them. Lilith, her stoicism momentarily reced by a focused intensity, scanned the room with a practiced eye. Her gaze lingered on the dusty parchments peeking out from a half-opened crate, a glimmer of hope flickering in her eyes. Noah, mirroring her movements, noticed a series of intricate symbols etched onto the stone wall, their geometric patterns hinting at a hidden code. "The parchments," Lilith announced, her voice a low murmur, "they might hold a clue." Noah nodded, his ownpetitive spirit igniting. He knelt before the crate, carefully extracting the brittle parchments. As he unfurled them, the flickering torchlight revealed faded maps and cryptic messages written in anguage they didn''t recognize. "We need to decipher this," Noah muttered, his brow furrowed in concentration. Lilith crouched beside him, her eyes scanning the symbols. "Maybe the symbols on the wall can help," she suggested, pointing towards the inscription. Together, they embarked on a whirlwind of deduction. Lilith, with her knowledge of ancientnguages, attempted to decipher the script on the parchments, searching for patterns and recurring symbols. Noah, his mind a maze of logic and spatial reasoning, focused on the symbols on the wall, trying to find a connection between them and the cryptic messages. Tik Tak! Tik Tak! The minutes ticked by, marked only by the rhythmic rasp of their breaths and the asional crackle of the torches. Frustration gnawed at the edges of their concentration, but they persevered, fueled by a shared determination and the thrill of the challenge. Suddenly, a gasp escaped Lilith''s lips. She pointed at a seemingly insignificant squiggle on one of the parchments. "Look," she eximed, her voice filled with excitement, "this symbol! It''s identical to one on the wall!" Hope surged through Noah. Hepared the symbol, a series of interlocking triangles, to the inscription on the wall. A connection began to form in his mind, a key unlocking the puzzle. With a burst of adrenaline, he deciphered the pattern, his heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and relief. "I think I got it!" he dered, his voice barely a whisper. He pointed to a specific section of the inscription, then back to the map on the parchment. "This symbol sequence corresponds to a location on the map ¨C a hiddenpartment!" A rare smile, like a blooming desert flower, lit up Lilith''s face. They scrambled to their feet, the weight of the room momentarily forgotten. Theirbined efforts, a beautiful echo of their past partnership, had yielded the first step towards escape. With newfound confidence, a spark rekindled in their eyes, they raced towards the designated spot on the map, the thrill of the chase coursing through their veins. The escape game was no longer just a challenge, it was an exhrating dance of deduction and teamwork. Here, in this dimly lit room, their superhuman abilities were useless. They couldn''t solve the puzzles with a flick of the wrist or a burst of telekic energy. No, here, they relied on the very tools they''d honed long before their extraordinary powers manifested ¨C their sharp minds, their keen observation skills, and most importantly, their ability to work together. As they reached the designated spot on the map, a loose brick on the wall caught Noah''s eye. With a triumphant grin, he pried it free, revealing a hiddenpartment within. Inside, nestled in a bed of velvet,y a tarnished brass key. "The key to the next step!" Lilith eximed, her voice filled with a childlike excitement Noah hadn''t seen in years. They exchanged a look, a silent understanding passing between them. With the key in hand, they eagerly scanned the room, their eyes darting across every surface. The air crackled with anticipation, a tangible energy that vibrated between them. The clock on the wall ticked relentlessly, a constant reminder of their dwindling time. The thrill of the game was intoxicating. Solving puzzles together, relying on theirbined intellect and intuition, was a wee change Noah hadn''t realized he craved. It wasn''t just the adrenaline rush of the chase, but the quiet satisfaction of coboration, of seeing Lilith''s face light up with a solution he hadn''t considered. It was a reminder of their past, of the way they used to work together seamlessly, a well-oiled machine honed by years of shared experiences. Suddenly, Lilith''s gaze snagged on a dusty grandfather clock standing sentinel in the corner. She strode towards it, a purposeful glint in her eyes. Noah followed close behind, his heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and a flicker of something he couldn''t quite name. Lilith reached out and gently brushed away ayer of cobwebs from the clock face. The keyhole, previously obscured by the grime, was now revealed in all its brassy glory. A slow smile spread across her face, a silent confirmation that they were on the right track. "Bingo!" she murmured, her voice barely a whisper above the rhythmic tick-tock of the clock. Noah''s smile mirrored hers. He inserted the key, the metal turning with a satisfying click. A hiddenpartment within the clock''s base sprang open with a groan, revealing a series of cryptic gears and levers. The thrill of the chase had morphed into a thrilling puzzle within a puzzle. Chapter 131: Comedy Night The excitement of the pursuit had transformed into an exhrating enigma within an enigma, an enthralling maze that unraveled with every unexpected twist and turn. They gathered closer, their collective intelligence a finely-tuned apparatus deciphering the mysterious code concealed within the intricate gears of the clock. Lilith, delicately tracing theplex mechanisms with her fingertips, indicated a sequence of symbols etched onto a gear. "These symbols," she murmured, her voice a low hum of concentration, "they match the ones we saw on the parchments." Noah''s eyes narrowed as he examined the symbols. A spark of recognition ignited in his mind. "Wait a minute," he eximed, "these symbols correspond to the constetions depicted in the painting!" He gestured towards the lone oil painting on the far wall, its depiction of the stern-faced explorer now holding a new significance. Scrambling to their feet, they rushed towards the painting, their eyes scanning the constetions for a pattern. Minutes bled into one another as they deciphered the celestial map, their brows furrowed in concentration. Finally, with a triumphant cry, Lilith pointed to a specific constetion. "That''s it!" she dered, her voice filled with excitement. "The constetion of the Hunter! It must be pointing to a hidden mechanism." Hope surged through them. Following the line of the Hunter''s arrow in the painting, they scrutinized the room with renewed fervor. Their gazes fell upon a decorative hunting trophy mounted on the wall ¨C a stag''s head with a magnificent set of antlers. Carefully, Noah reached out and grasped one of the antlers, a hunch gnawing at him. With a click and a groan, the stag''s head swung outwards, revealing a hidden recess within the wall. Inside, nestled in a bed of crimson velvet,y a dusty telescope. A collective gasp escaped their lips as they exchanged a nce, the thrill of discovery coursing through them. With a surge of renewed excitement, they reached for the telescope, their fingers brushing as they grasped the cool metal. A spark, not just from the thrill of discovery, but from the unexpected touch, sent a jolt through them both. They quickly retracted their hands, a flicker of self-consciousness recing the shared focus. But the moment passed as quickly as it came. The mystery of the telescope loomedrger, demanding their attention. Lilith, ever the pragmatist, cleared her throat. "Let''s see what this thing reveals," she said, her voice a touch breathless. Noah nodded, his gaze lingering on her for a moment before shifting towards the dusty lens. He carefully lifted the telescope, aiming it at a small, ornately carved panel on the ceiling they hadn''t noticed before. The inscription on the panel, previously obscured by the darkness, was now illuminated by a shaft of sunlight streaming through a hidden gap in the boarded-up window. As they peered through the telescope''s lens, the inscription swam into focus. It was a series of cryptic symbols, unlike anything they''d encountered before. Lilith furrowed her brow, her mind racing as she tried to decipher the alien script. Noah, ever the strategist, scanned the room, searching for any clues that might help them trante the inscription. Theirbined efforts fell short, however. The symbols remained stubbornly opaque, a challenge they couldn''t crack with their current knowledge. Frustration started growing within them , but a new determination flickered in their eyes. They wouldn''t let this setback stop them. "There has to be another clue," Lilith muttered, her gaze sweeping over the room. "Something we haven''t noticed yet." Noah agreed. They circled the room like detectives, scrutinizing every detail, every object. The oil painting, the dusty parchments, the intricate carvings on the furniture ¨C everything was reexamined, a fresh perspective coloring their observations. Time ticked by, the pressure mounting with every passing minute. Just as despair threatened to set in, Noah''s gaze fell on a seemingly insignificant detail ¨C a small, worn inscription on the base of the telescope stand. He crouched down, his heart pounding with a nascent hope. The inscription was brief, but clear. It spoke of a hidden chamber, essible only through the alignment of celestial bodies. A triumphant grin spread across Noah''s face. He looked up at Lilith, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "I think I know what to do," he dered, his voice barely a whisper. "But we''ll need to work together." A slow smile curved Lilith''s lips. The thrill of the chase was back, but this time, it wasced with something more ¨C a newfound sense of connection, a bond rekindled in the most unexpected of ces. Following Noah''s whispered n, they dove back into the puzzle. Minutes seemed to melt away as they deciphered clues, their teamwork growing smoother with each challenge. Finally, with a triumphant shout from Lilith, they cracked the final code. A hidden door swung open, revealing a small chamber bathed in an emerald glow. Inside, nestled on a velvet cushion,y a gleaming emerald artifact, radiating an otherworldly energy. They had done it. They had escaped the Emerald Eye. But as the door nged shut behind them, the weight of the game seemed to lift. They stood there, chests heaving, afortable silence settling around them. The shared aplishment, the thrill of the chase ¨C it had reignited a spark they hadn''t realized had dimmed. Lilith, her eyes sparkling with a light that wasn''t just victory, met Noah''s gaze. A silent understanding passed between them. A slow smile spread across Noah''s face, mirroring the warmth that bloomed in his chest. "Ready for another challenge?" he asked, his voice a low murmurced with a yful edge. Lilith''s smile widened, the yful glint back in her eyes brighter than ever. "Always," she replied with a rxed mind. Noah chuckled, a genuine sound that seemed to echo in the sterile silence of the escape room''s exit hallway. "Actually," he admitted, a hint of mischief in his voice, "I had something a little less¡­ ustrophobic in mind." Lilith raised an eyebrow, a yful challenge in her gaze. "Oh yeah? Do tell." Noah grinned. "There''s aedy night happening down at The Giggle Grenade a few blocks from here. What do you say we grab some dinner and see if they can make usugh harder than we justughed at ourselves?" Lilith''s lips twitched at the memory of their shared moments of frustration and triumph within the Emerald Eye. The idea of letting loose, of simply enjoying each other''spany without the weight of the world on their shoulders, held a surprising appeal. "Aedy night, huh?" she mused, a hint of amusement dancing in her voice. "Sounds¡­ unpredictable. But then again, so were thest few hours." Noah''s grin widened. "Exactly! Who knows, maybe they''ll have a psychicedian on the bill. One who can predict our next adventure." Lilith''s smile bloomed into fullughter, a sound as unexpected as it was delightful. "Alright, Noah," she conceded, wiping a stray tear from her eye. "You''ve convinced me. Comedy night it is. But if the jokes are bad, I me you." Noah threw his hands up in mock surrender. "Hey, I just provide the challenge. Laughter, or groans of despair, is entirely up to theedians." He extended his arm towards her. "So, shall we?" Lilith slipped her hand into his, the familiar warmth sending a jolt through her. "Lead the way," she replied, her voice brimming with a newfound confidence. "Just promise me one thing." Noah, his heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and something he couldn''t quite define, leaned in closer. "Anything," he murmured. "Make sure we get a good table," Lilith said with a wink. "I have a feeling I might be doing a lot ofughing tonight." Noah froze seeing Lilith behave like this, it was refreshing, just like they used to when they were much younger. And with that, they stepped out of the escape room and into the bustling night. The air, cool and fresh after the stale confinement of the game, felt like a revitalizing drink. The weight of the challenge lifted, their steps were lighter, afortable silence settling between them. The city lights twinkled above, casting a warm glow on the sidewalk as they walked. Laughter and conversation spilled out from nearby cafes, a symphony of human connection that filled the air. Soon, they reached their destination ¨C The Giggle Grenade. The bar was abuzz with activity. Couples huddled at cozy tables, groups of friends shared tes of appetizers, and a jovial roar of conversation filled the air. Strings of fairy lights twinkled overhead, casting a warm, inviting glow on the exposed brick walls and colorfuledy posters adorning the space. A hostess, a woman with a bright smile and a nametag that read "Giggles" in glitter, greeted them at the entrance. "Wee to The Giggle Grenade! First time here?" she chirped, her voice radiating enthusiasm. Noah shed a smile. "First time, but we''re ready to be properly¡­ tickled." Giggles chuckled. "Excellent! We have a great lineup tonight. Couples night, actually. Looking for a cozy table, or something a little more lively?" Lilith nced at Noah, a silent question in her eyes. He shrugged, a yful glint in his own. "Surprise us," he replied. Giggles'' smile widened. "Perfect! Follow me." She led them through the maze of tables, weaving between couples engrossed in conversation and groups erupting inughter. Finally, she stopped at a table tucked into a quiet corner, bathed in the warm glow of a nearbymp. A vase filled with vibrant sunflowers adorned the center, adding a touch of cheerfulness to the intimate setting. "This little gem just opened up," Giggles announced. "Perfect for a first date¡­ or a rekindled one, if you know what I mean." She winked at Lilith, who couldn''t help but blush slightly. Noah chuckled, a low rumble emanating from his chest. "Thanks, Giggles. We appreciate it." "No problem at all! Drinks on me for the newbies. Just let your server know what you''d like. The show starts in about twenty minutes, so settle in and getfy!" With a final cheerful wave, Giggles disappeared back into the throng of people. Lilith and Noah exchanged an amused nce, a silent conversation passing between them. The unexpected turn of events, the intimate table, the mention of a "rekindled" date ¨C it all felt strangely serendipitous. As they settled into their chairs, a wave offortable silence descended. Chapter 132: I Want you As they settled into their chairs, a wave offortable silence descended. It wasn''t the awkward silence of strangers, but afortable silence that spoke volumes about the newfound connection they''d rediscovered. The clinking of sses and the distant murmur of conversation created a soothing background hum, and for the first time in a long time, all Lilith could think about was the man sitting across from her, his eyes reflecting the warm glow of themplight. Theughter and anticipation of the uingedy night hung in the air, a promise of a night filled with joy, a lightness that felt foreign after the intensity of the escape room. Despite the bustling couples around them, the corner table felt like a haven, a space for them to reconnect. As they scanned the menu, their fingers brushed asionally. Each touch sent a jolt through them, a spark that went beyond the thrill of the game. Lilith felt a warmth bloom in her chest, a feeling she hadn''t dared to hope for after years of pushing her emotions aside for duty. "Spending time like this might not be too bad." she mused, her voice barely a whisper. Noah met her gaze, his eyes holding a warmth that mirrored her own. A slow smile spread across his face. "Indeed," he agreed, his voice a low rumble. The weight of their unspoken feelings hung heavy in the air, a secret shared only between them. But for now, the promise ofughter and a night of shared experience was enough. They ordered their drinks, the clinking of sses a punctuation mark in thefortable silence. As they sipped their cocktails, stolen nces and lingering touches painted a picture of a connection rekindled. Their worries seemed to fade away with each passing moment. Finally, the lights dimmed, signaling the start of the show. A spotlight illuminated the stage, and a youngedian bounded out, microphone in hand. The crowd erupted in cheers, and Lilith leaned closer to Noah, a yful glint in her eyes. "Alright," she murmured, "let''s see if theseedians can make usugh harder than weughed at ourselves in that escape room." Noah chuckled, the sound warming her from the inside out. "Just a warning," he teased, "I might be a tough audience." Lilith raised an eyebrow yfully. "We''ll see about that." Theedianunched into his routine, and as theughter filled the room, a different kind of warmth bloomed between them. It wasn''t the shared victory of the escape room, a warmth tinged with relief and aplishment. This was a warmth that simmered beneath the surface, a slow burn ignited by stolen nces and lingering touches. Lilith found herselfughing more freely than she had in years, her head thrown back, eyes sparkling with genuine amusement. If others were to see they wouldn''t believe it. But in between the outbursts ofughter, Lilith gaze would inevitably seek Noah''s. He''d be watching her too, a smile ying on his lips, a smile that seemed to hold a hidden message just for her. With each stolen nce, the warmth intensified. It radiated from her core, spreading through her limbs like aforting wave. It was a nervous flutter in her stomach when their eyes met, a tingling sensation where his fingers brushed hers as they reached for the same breadstick. This warmth wasn''t afortable familiarity, but a thrilling uncertainty. It was the dawning realization of a dormant feeling reawakening, a connection that transcended friendship and shared duty. It was the exhrating spark of possibility, the hope of something new blossoming amidst the familiar. As theughter washed over them, the warmth bloomed brighter, filling the space between them with a silent understanding. It was a warmth that whispered of shared secrets, unspoken desires, and a future that, for the first time in a long time, felt full of promise. The night air held a crisp coolness that contrasted the warmth that bloomed between them as they exited The Giggle Grenade. Theughter from theedy show still echoed in their ears, a pleasant afterthought to the electricity that crackled in the air. Noah, emboldened by the shared experience and the undeniable shift in their dynamic, surprised them both. "There''s this ce," he began, his voice a low murmur, "a bit further down the street. A dance hall. Old-fashioned, a little dusty around the edges, but with great music." Lilith, surprised by the unexpected suggestion, raised an eyebrow. "A dance hall?" she echoed, a yful lilt in her voice. Despite the years of suppressing her emotions, a flicker of something hopeful ignited within her. Noah grinned, a hint of nervousness softening his features. "Yeah. Care to join me for a dance? Just to see if we can conquer this challenge too?" Lilith''s ice-cold demeanor, a shield honed through years of duty, seemed to melt away under the warmth of his gaze. A slow smile spread across her face, a genuine smile that reached her eyes. "Challenge epted," she replied, her voice surprisingly breathless. And so, they walked, thefortable silence punctuated by the rhythmic click of their shoes on the pavement. The city lights seemed to twinkle brighter, casting an almost magical glow on their path. Soon, they arrived at their destination ¨C a faded neon sign proiming "The Starlight Ballroom" in flickering red hues. The building itself had a worn elegance, a testament to a bygone era. Hesitantly, they pushed open the heavy oak door, a wave of warm air and the intoxicating strains of a live jazz band washing over them. Inside, the dance floor gleamed under the soft glow of crystal chandeliers. Couples swayed to the music, lost in their own world. A hush fell over the room as Noah and Lilith entered, their hesitant steps drawing curious nces. Noah extended his hand towards Lilith, a silent invitation. She hesitated for a moment, then ced her hand in his. His touch sent a jolt through her, a current that defied the years of emotional distance. As they stepped onto the dance floor, the music seemed to swell around them. At first, their movements were awkward, tentative steps as they reacquainted themselves with the forgotten pleasure of physical connection. But slowly, hesitantly, a rhythm began to emerge. Noah, surprisingly light on his feet, guided her with a gentle touch. Lilith, her initial stiffness melting away, responded with a grace she hadn''t realized she possessed. They moved in sync, theirughter blending with the music. With each passing moment, the self-consciousness faded, reced by afortable familiarity. They weren''t solving puzzles or facing down danger; they were simply dancing, rediscovering a forgotten joy in each other''spany. As the final notes of the song faded away, they stood there, chests heaving slightly, foreheads almost touching. Their eyes locked, a silent conversation passing between them. The warmth that had bloomed earlier now burned with an intensity that left them breathless. At that moment, under the soft glow of the chandeliers, surrounded by the gentle sway of other dancers, it felt like they were the only two people in the world. The music, a mere whisper in the background, couldn''tpete with the frantic rhythm of their hearts. Noah, his voice a husky murmur against her ear, broke the silence. "Lilith," he began, his breath warm against her skin. His hand, calloused but gentle, cupped her cheek, his touch sending shivers down her spine. Lilith, her breath hitching, could only meet his gaze, her mind a whirlwind of emotions. Years of suppressed feelings threatened to erupt, a dam threatening to burst under the weight of his unspoken desire. As if orchestrated by the music itself, Noah leaned closer, his intentions writrge in his eyes. Lilith, caught between surprise and a yearning she couldn''t deny, found herself unable to look away. Her brain, normally sharp and calcting, short-circuited in the face of this unexpected intimacy. Then, their lips met. It was a kiss unlike like that time when they were younger. It was hesitant at first, a brush of warmth against hers, testing the waters. But then, a spark ignited, and the kiss deepened, a silent conversation spoken in thenguage of touch. Noah savored the taste of her, like a sweetness that had haunted his dreams for far too long. He poured his emotions into the kiss, the frustration of unspoken feelings, the relief of rediscovering their connection, his remaining anger towards her had long vanished. Although his original goal was to use her, something seemed to be changing. After a few precious seconds, Noah reluctantly pulled away, his forehead resting against hers. He gazed into her eyes, searching for a reaction, a response to the unspoken question hanging in the air. Lilith, her face flushed a beautiful crimson, blinked rapidly, her mind struggling to catch up with the whirlwind of emotions. The ice queen facade, so carefully constructed, had begun to melt under the heat of his touch. Noah, his voice hoarse with desire, spoke the words that had been simmering beneath the surface all night. "Lilith," he dered, his voice a low rumble, "I want you." But it wasn''t just a deration of physical desire. It was a plea for something deeper, a connection. He wanted her as a partner, a friend, a lover perhaps. The weight of his words hung in the air, a challenge and a promise rolled into one. Lilith, her lips still tingling from the kiss, knew this was a turning point. The path ahead was uncertain, fraught with danger and responsibility. But for the first time in a long time, she felt a flicker of hope, a hope for a future where love and duty could coexist. With a shaky breath, she met his gaze, her voice barely a whisper. "I¡­" she began, the single wordced with a lifetime of unspoken emotions. "I think¡­" The music swelled to a crescendo, drowning out the rest of her words. The other dancers twirled and swayed around them, oblivious to the drama unfolding on the edge of the dance floor. Lilith, her heart pounding a frantic rhythm, knew she couldn''t answer in the heat of the moment. Chapter 133: Let this be Lilith, her heart pounding a frantic rhythm, knew she couldn''t answer in the heat of the moment. This newfound connection, this spark that had ignited between them, deserved more than a whispered response on a crowded dance floor. Taking a deep breath, she forced a smile. "Let''s get some air," she suggested, her voice regaining some semnce of control. "We need to talk." They walked quietly hand in hand, the city lights blurring into a kaleidoscope of colors as they strolled. The weight of Noah''s confession hung heavy in the air, a silent question mark that demanded a response. Yet, there were no demands in his touch, no urgency in his steps. He understood, perhaps better than she did at that moment, the whirlwind of emotions she must be grappling with. Lilith, for her part, felt a war raging within her. The ice queen, the warrior she''d be, was screaming at her to maintain control, to prioritize duty above all else. Yet, the warmth of Noah''s hand in hers, the memory of the electrifying kiss, whispered a different story. It was a story of a connection long dormant, a spark of something real and beautiful that had dared to rekindle. They walked for what felt like hours, the city lights bing aforting backdrop to their unspoken conversation. Finally, they reached a quiet park, a haven of green amidst the urban sprawl. A lone bench sat beneath a weeping willow, its branches casting long,forting shadows. Without a word, Noah guided her towards the bench. They sat down, afortable silence settling between them. The city''s symphony of sound ¨C honking horns, distant music, and the murmur of conversation ¨C seemed to fade away, reced by the gentle rustle of leaves in the night breeze. Lilith turned to face him, her gaze searching his. The ice cold facade she usually wore was gone, reced by a vulnerability that made her heart pound even harder. "Noah," she began, her voice barely a whisper, "this is¡­ unexpected." Noah met her gaze, his eyes reflecting the soft glow of a nearby streemp. "I know," he admitted, his voice a low rumble. He decided to sounds sincere in with his words. "But the feelings¡­ they haven''t been unexpected for a long time." Silence descended upon them once more, afortable silence that spoke volumes. Lilith closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. Years ofpartmentalizing her emotions threatened to drown her, a torrent of what-ifs and maybes swirling through her mind. "I care about you, Noah," she confessed, her voice barely audible. "More than just a friend, more than a teammate. But¡­" She trailed off, the weight of their mission, the darkness they fought, pressing down on her. "There''s so much at stake," she continued, her voice trembling slightly. "You know how am I, someone who can''t express emotions usually. I have a lot of issues. Can we afford this¡­ thisplication?" Noah reached out, his thumb gently brushing a stray tear from her cheek. His touch, a silent promise, sent a jolt through her. "We''ll figure it out, Lilith," he assured her, his voice firm yetced with tenderness. For the first time he felt like this girl wasn''t strong like he always imagine her, she had this vulnerable side to her, he wish to protect her and show her she could be normal like anyone or at least normal to him. "Together. But for now," he continued, his gaze holding hers, "let''s just¡­ let this be." Lilith searched his eyes, finding a depth of understanding and a flicker of hope that mirrored her own. A slow smile spread across her face, a genuine smile that reached her eyes. "Alright," she agreed, her voice filled with a newfound resolve. "Let this be." They didn''t need a grand deration, no promises whispered under the starlight. In the quiet intimacy of the park bench, they had found a fragile understanding, a seed of something beautiful hesitantly nted. The path ahead was uncertain, fraught with danger, but for the first time in a long time, they faced it together, not just as childhood friends, but as something more. The night, cool and fragrant, held the promise of a new dawn, a dawn where duty and love might not be so ipatible after all. With a newfound tenderness in their gazes, they walked hand-in-hand towards the edge of the park. Lilith, a mischievous glint returning to her eyes, stopped abruptly. "Before we head back," she began, a yful smile dancing on her lips, "how about a little stargazing? I remember your fondness for it." Noah''s heart warmed at the suggestion. It was a subtle nod to their conversation earlier, a testament to her attentiveness. "Nothing," he replied, his voice husky with emotion, "would please me more." They found a clearing at the park''s edge, away from the city''s light pollution. The sky above was a breathtaking canvas, painted with a million twinkling stars. Lilith spread out a nket on the grass, and they sat down, shoulder to shoulder, gazing upwards. The silence wasfortable, punctuated only by the distant chirping of crickets. Noah, emboldened by the earlier events, pointed out constetions, weaving stories of mythical heroes and star-crossed lovers. Lilith listened intently, her eyes sparkling with amusement as much as wonder. As they delved deeper into the night sky, a sense of peace settled over them. The weight of their mission, the constant threat they faced, seemed to fade into insignificance beneath the vastness of the universe. "It''s beautiful," Lilith murmured, her voice barely a whisper. Noah chuckled softly, the sound warm and inviting. "It is," he agreed. "But not as beautiful as the view right next to me." His words sent a blush creeping up Lilith''s cheeks, but she couldn''t help but smile. This newfound openness, this vulnerability, felt exhratingly foreign. They continued to watch the stars infortable silence, a silent promise hanging heavy in the air. The night deepened, and finally, the first rays of dawn began to paint the horizon with streaks of pink and gold. Lilith stood up, brushing a stray piece of grass from her clothes. "We should probably get going," she said, her voice tinged with a hint of regret. Noah nodded, his eyes lingering on her face for a moment too long. "Yeah," he agreed, his voice a low murmur. "But first¡­" He reached out, his fingers brushing hers gently. Lilith didn''t pull away. Instead, she leaned into his touch, a silent question hanging in the air. Noah, his heart pounding in his chest, leaned in closer. His lips brushed against hers, a soft, lingering kiss that spoke volumes. It was a promise of something more, a promise of exploring the newfound connection that bloomed between them. As they pulled away, their faces flushed, a shared smile brought them closer. The road ahead was uncertain, but with the memory of the kiss and the promise of the stars as their guide, they took their first steps towards a new dawn, together. On their way back to Arion''s vi, the city lights seemed to twinkle with a newfound warmth. Lilith, her gaze asionally wandering to Noah, noticed a slight frown creasing his forehead. "Is everything alright?" she asked, her voiceced with concern. Noah shook his head, a wry smile ying on his lips. "Just realizing," he admitted, "that after all that dancing and stargazing, I''m absolutely famished." Lilith''s lips twitched at the corners. "Well, that''s easily remedied," she replied, a yful glint in her eyes. "There''s a great little cafe a few blocks from here. They have the most amazing¡­" She trailed off, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. "Actually, why don''t we surprise ourselves?" She winked at him, a challenge in her gaze. Noah chuckled, the sound warm and inviting. "Surprise me, then," he replied, a yful edge creeping into his voice. "Just promise there won''t be any more escape rooms involved." Lilithughed, a genuine, carefree sound that filled the air. "No escape rooms," she promised, nudging him yfully with her elbow. "Just good food and maybe¡­ some more stargazing, if you''re lucky." They walked, their steps lighter, afortable silence settling around them. The city buzzed around them, a symphony of sound and light, but their own little world feltplete, a universe unto itself. Finally, Lilith stopped in front of a small, unassuming restaurant tucked away on a quiet side street. Warm light spilled out from the windows, casting an inviting glow on the worn brick facade. A hand-painted sign above the door proimed it as "Mama Akua''s Kitchen." "This is the ce," Lilith announced, a hint of excitement in her voice. "I discovered it a while back. It''s not fancy, but the food is incredible." Noah eyed the restaurant with curiosity. "Sounds intriguing," he admitted, extending his arm towards the door. "Lead the way then," Lilith slipped her hand under his arm, a warmth blooming in her chest, today she experienced a roll coaster of emotion unlike before. They stepped inside, the aroma of spices and sizzling meat washing over them. The restaurant was small and cozy, with mismatched tables and chairs that somehow created a homey atmosphere. A few patrons sat scattered around, their faces lit by the warm glow of candlelight. A plump woman, her face creased withughter lines, greeted them with a booming smile. "Wee, darlings!" she eximed, her voice warm and inviting. "Haven''t seen you two here before." Lilith smiled back. "My treat," she dered, gesturing towards Noah. "We''re famished after¡­ a long night." The woman chuckled, her eyes twinkling with knowing amusement. "Ah, young love," she teased. "Well,e on in,e on in! Let Mama Akua take care of you." They followed her deeper into the restaurant. Chapter 134: Systems Awakening "Ah, young love," she teased. "Well,e on in,e on in! Let Mama Akua take care of you." They followed her deeper into the restaurant. They followed Mama Akua deeper into the restaurant, the air thick with the aroma of simmering spices and sizzling meats. The tter of dishes and the murmur of conversation created a warm, inviting hum. A mismatched table in a corner caught Noah''s eye. It was tucked under a window, offering a glimpse of the bustling city street outside. He gestured towards it, and Mama Akua beamed. "Perfect for a romantic rendezvous, wouldn''t you say?" she winked, her voice a conspiratorial whisper. Lilith''s cheeks flushed a rosy pink, but she couldn''t help but smile. "Maybe not quite romantic," she countered yfully, "but definitely hungry." Mama Akua chuckled, herugh lines deepening. "Of course, of course," she agreed, seating them with a flourish. "Now, let''s see what Mama Akua can whip up for two lovebirds¡­" Sheunched into a colorful description of the day''s specials, her voice dripping with passion for each dish. Lilith and Noah exchanged amused nces, captivated by Mama Akua''s infectious enthusiasm. By the time they finished ordering, afortable silence had settled between them. It wasn''t the awkward silence of strangers, but afortable silence that spoke volumes about the day''s shared experiences. The stolen nces, the electric kiss under the starlight ¨C it all hung in the air, a secretnguage only they understood. As they waited for their food, Noah found himself captivated by a framed photograph hanging on the wall. It depicted a younger Mama Akua, her arm linked with a man who wore a mischievous grin. Lilith noticed his gaze and followed it. "That''s Mama Akua and Papa Kofi," she exined softly. "They met right here in this restaurant, years ago." A pang of something bittersweet tugged at Noah''s heart he recalled how his parents met after hearing Lilith share Mama Akua''s past she heard the first time she came to this ce. ''''Love can bloom in unexpected ces.'''' Noah said with Lilith nodding, the two continued to exchange words. The arrival of their food ¨C a steaming tter of jerk chicken and vibrantly colored vegetables ¨C momentarily paused the conversation. As they savored the delicious meal,ughter and conversation flowed freely. They talked about everything and nothing, their voices weaving a tapestry of shared stories and secret dreams just like when they were young. Leaving the restaurant, the city lights seemed to twinkle with a newfound meaning. They walked hand in hand in a silence. And as they reached Arion''s vi, a shared nce and a lingering touch spoke volumes. The weight of their unspoken feelings hung heavy in the air, a vibrant counterpoint to the cool night breeze. "I''m grateful for today," Lilith finally admitted, her voice barely a whisper. "It was... unexpected, but wonderful." Noah''s heart soared. "For me too," he replied, his voice husky with emotion. "More than wonderful." A beat offortable silence stretched between them, charged with unspoken possibilities. Lilith, her gaze flickering over his face, reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair behind his ear. Her touch, light as a feather, sent shivers down his spine. "Let''s do it more often," she continued, her voice barely a murmur. "Spend more time together. Training, stargazing¡­ whatever it takes." A slow smile spread across Noah''s face. He knew she wasn''t just talking about training. They were both tiptoeing around the burgeoning feelings that had bloomed between them, hesitant to name them but unable to ignore them. "I''d like that very much," he replied, his voice warm and sincere. "Let''s train together tomorrow. And maybe¡­" he trailed off, leaving the rest unsaid. Lilith, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of hope and trepidation, leaned in closer. The space between them seemed to vanish, their breaths mingling in the cool night air. "Maybe what?" she whispered, a yful challenge in her voice. Noah chuckled, a low rumble that sent a thrill through her. He leaned in even closer, his lips hovering a hair''s breadth from hers. "Maybe," he murmured, his voice husky with desire, "we can explore this¡­ connection. See where it leads." Lilith''s heart hammered against her ribs. This was the moment she''d been both dreading and yearning for. The line between duty and desire had blurred, and she couldn''t deny the pull she felt towards him. Before she could respond, a mischievous glint sparked in her eyes. "Alright, partner," she teased, leaning back slightly. "But remember, you''re still on probation." Noah threw his head back andughed, the sound genuine and carefree. The tension in the air dissipated, reced by afortable atmosphereced with a newfound warmth just like before she disappeared. "Of course," he agreed, his voiceced with amusement. "But I''m a fast learner." They stood there for a moment longer, a silent understanding passing between them. The future was still uncertain, but tonight, they had each other. With a final lingering touch and a promise of more toe, Lilith turned and walked towards her room, a secret smile ying on her lips. Noah watched her go, his heart filled with a newfound hope. He had a feeling this was just the beginning, the start of something real and beautiful. He finally understood his father''s advice. ''''I made the right decision, I need ally and how can''t be more reliable than her.'''' With a spring in his step, he headed towards his own room, the image of Lilith''s smile burned into his memory. The challenges ahead remained, but tonight, he slept soundly, the warmth of their connection aforting shield against the whatever the future held. Even the cool tile beneath his bare feet as he entered his bathroom couldn''t dampen the warmth that bloomed in his chest. Noah took a long, rxing bath, letting the hot water ease the tension from his muscles and the day''s emotional rollercoaster. As he drifted off to sleep, a smile yed on his lips. He dreamt of stolen kisses under a star-filled sky and sharedughter echoing in a quiet park. The next morning, the sun peeked through the blinds, casting a warm glow across the room. Noah stirred, the memory of the previous night a pleasant haze. He stretched, a contented sigh escaping his lips. Fueled by the previous night''s events, Noah couldn''t wait to start his day. He slipped into workout clothes, the familiar routine a grounding force amidst the whirlwind of emotions. For an hour, he pushed himself through his morning workout, the rhythmic thud of his shoes against the floor a counterpoint to the excited rhythm of his heart. Each punch, each lunge, was imbued with a newfound energy, a reflection of the hope that bloomed within him. He had made a great ally in the quest for answers and potentially revenge. Sweat slicked his brow as he finished thest set of exercises, a feeling of aplishment washing over him. Stepping into the cool spray of the shower, he rinsed away the sweat, but the warmth in his chest lingered. After leaving the bathroom, Noah decided to take a light breakfast before going down to join Lilith for training. With a grin, he grabbed a handful of cookies from the jar on the counter. [Ding! System''s updatepleted] Finally, the system hadpleted its update. Noah couldn''t help but smile. ''''Wee back!'''' Those few days without the system''s presence felt boring boring because he couldn''t earn gold coins of course. The system''s interface changed bing more VIP like, Noah was certain that many new features must be added after this update as the system version previously 0.90 became V1.0.0. Noah waited for the system to surprise him and indeed she did. [Tabting rewards from previous missions aplished while the system was updating.....] [Tabtingpleted. All stat+2 and 7.000 Gold] ''''Not bad!" Noah wasn''t dissatisfied with the rewards because he was certain it was not all, usually there is a reward after a system''s update in games. [System''s update rewards: 5000 Gold and Epic Grade Skill: Unprecedented Sense.] ''''Wow! I have a whooping 15k gold now and a new skill. Even without reading the skill''s description I''m certain it is awesome.'''' Noah smiled as if he had just won a lottery ticket, he was truly happy, he was growing slowly but steadily. ''''Status window,'''' he called out for his status window, eager to see the progress made. ''''I should hurry and go join Lilith for training. Only few days are left before we depart for the academy.'''' ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 44 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 106 Strength: 114 Intelligence: 96 Dexterity: 114 Luck: 89 Stat Points: 4 Coins: 15060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv1} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Chapter 135: New Skill and Training Noah wasted no time allocating his four stat points, wisely investing two in intelligence while dedicating the remaining two to enhance his strength and dexterity. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 44 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 106 Strength: 115 Intelligence: 98 Dexterity: 115 Luck: 89 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 15060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv1} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Content with his current stats, Noah proceeded to the next step: carefully reading the description of his newly acquired skill. {Skill''s Name: Unprecedented Sense Grade: Epic Level: 1 ¡ãSpecial Effects Intuition greatly increases Upon enteringbat, the sixth sense increases greatly. [Crisis Detection] automatically activates against enemy attacks, marking the enemy''s attacks in ''red''. It can be detected without being seen ~Detailed Information ? A skill said to have been possessed by a being called [Tyrant] in the distant past, It''s said to be an unbelievable detection with sixth sense'', which belongs to a category beyond humans.} An epic-grade skill.It was one of the cheat-like skills, something Noah desperately needed. Uponpleting the thorough examination of the recently obtained skill''s details, he resolved to apany Lilith in their training. This would provide him with the perfect opportunity to put his newfound skill to the test. Shortlyter, Noah arrived at the training ground, his steps lighter than usual. He spotted Lilith already there, her back ramrod straight as she stretched. Her usual icy demeanor remained, but a keen eye like Noah''s could detect a subtle shift. It wasn''t a thawing, exactly, but a¡­ softening. Like the harsh winter sun finally managing to peek through ayer of frost. "Greetings, Lilith," he approached her with a warm smile, his voice carrying a hint of amusement. Lilith turned, her eyes meeting his. A flicker of something akin to surprise crossed her face before she schooled her features back into their usual stoicism. "Greetings, Noah. You were a littlete." Her voice held a yful edge, a subtle challenge that sent a thrill through him. Their conversationst night had clearly shaken things up a bit, even for the stoic Lilith. "Apologies," he chuckled, feigning remorse. "Lost track of time this morning." He winked, a yful jab that he knew would get a rise out of her. "Let''s just get started then," she said, a hint ofpetitiveness flickering in her eyes. "I n on winning several rounds today." Noah raised an eyebrow, a yful smirk tugging at his lips. "Is that right? We''ll see about that, ice queen." There it was again, the subtle shift in her expression ¨C a barely perceptible twitch of her lips that could be interpreted as a yful challenge or a well-concealed smile. He couldn''t be sure, but it was enough to fuel his excitement. "Unleash your best then," he replied, his voiceced with confidence. "Because today, I''m not going down without a fight." The training session began with the familiar ng of metal as they chose their weapons. Lilith opted for her slender sword, its lightness a perfect match for her lightning-fast strikes. Noah, wielding his trusted longsword, presented a more imposing figure, his strength a formidable counterpoint to her agility. Within the protective barrier of the training grounds, they could unleash their full potential without fear ofsting injury. Here, they could push each other to the limit, a brutal ballet of steel and sweat. Here, they could fight to their heart''s content, knowing a quick step outside the barrier would heal any wounds. A tense silence hung in the air before Noah made his move. His new skill, Unprecedented Sense, thrummed with anticipation. The world seemed to slow down, a slight shimmer outlining Lilith''s form just before she lunged. With a burst of speed fueled by both his skill and thepetitive fire burning within him, Noah vanished in a blur. He reappeared at her right side, his longsword shing in a diagonal sh aimed at her chest. But Lilith, her reflexes honed to razor sharpness, was ready. With a practiced sidestep, she evaded the blow, her own sword ringing out in a ng as she parried the attack. Noah grinned, the thrill of the fight coursing through him. He knew this wouldn''t be an easy victory. Lilith was a formidable opponent, her years of training evident in her every move. But he was determined to test his newfound edge, to see if Unprecedented Sense could give him the upper hand with only normal sword skill. A grin split Noah''s face wider. The fight was exhrating, a whirlwind of steel and anticipation. His flurry of attacks, fueled by his newfound speed and the premonitions of Unprecedented Sense, seemed to surprise Lilith for a moment. But her years ofbat experience shone through. She became a whirlwind of silver and white, her slender de a blur as she deflected and parried each blow with practiced ease. "Impressive," Lilith called out, her voice devoid of its usual coldness, reced by a hint of grudging respect. "But is that all you''ve got?" Noah chuckled, the sound echoing within the training grounds. "Not quite, my dear Lilith." He feigned another attack, but this time, thanks to the subtle premonition delivered by Unprecedented Sense, he held back at thest moment. Lilith, expecting the full force of the blow, took the bait and lunged for a counterattack. With a swift movement, Noah sidestepped her attack, the red premonition shing in his vision just a split second before the impact. He used the opening tounch a counteroffensive of his own, aiming his longsword not for a direct blow, but to disarm her. The ng of steel echoed once more, but this time, the sound held a different meaning. Lilith''s eyes widened as her sword ttered to the ground, the tip skidding across the smooth training mat. A surprised silence settled over the training grounds. Noah lowered his longsword, a yful glint in his eyes. "Seems like even the Witch of Destruction can be caught off guard," he teased, his voiceced with a hint of amusement. Lilith stared at him for a moment, her expression unreadable. Then, a slow smile spread across her face, a genuine smile that reached her eyes for the first time Noah could remember. "Well yed," Lilith admitted, her voice devoid of its usual frost. "You''ve certainly improved again, Noah." A hint ofpetitiveness flickered back into her eyes, a challenge that Noah found strangely endearing. "It''s my loss," she continued, her lips twitching with a hint of a smile. "Time for round two. This time, I''ll be using magic, but only wind magic." Noah''s grin widened. "Bring it on," he dered, his confidence unwavering. "It''ll be more fun if I can still win. Do your best, ice queen." There was a yful edge to his voice, a hint that dared her to push him to his limits. Lilith''s smile vanished, reced by a glint of determination in her eyes. She raised her hand, her fingers weaving a silent spell. An incantation, whispered in anguage older than time, flowed from her lips. A sudden shift in the air followed, a subtle current swirling around her. Then, with a barely audible whoosh, wind magic surged to life. It wasn''t a violent gust, but rather a subtle augmentation. The wind seemed to cloak her body, making her lighter, her movements faster. It was as if she danced on the edge of a gentle breeze, her agility amplified to a supernatural degree. Seeing the shift, Noah''s yful demeanor vanished. He knew this wouldn''t be a simple sparring session anymore. He concentrated, focusing on his senses, ready to react to Lilith''s lightning-fast attacks that were sure toe. His newfound skill, Unprecedented Sense, thrummed with anticipation, a silent promise of premonition amidst the swirling wind. The training ground became a stage for a different kind of battle. Gone was the sh of steel, reced by the blur of movement and the whoosh of wind. Lilith, transformed by the magic,unched into a flurry of attacks. She appeared from every direction, her strikes unpredictable and fast as a viper. Noah, fueled by his enhanced senses and adrenaline, danced a defensive ballet. He relied on the red premonitions shing in his vision, allowing him to dodge attacks that would have otherwisended true. The ng of his longsword on the training barrier echoed repeatedly as he deflected blows that seemed toe from thin air. The fight was exhrating, a test not just of skill, but of his newfound skill. He had to think faster, react quicker, all while trying to find an opening in Lilith''s whirlwind assault. The yful banter of moments ago was reced by a focused silence, broken only by the whoosh of wind and the asional ng of metal. Chapter 136: Intense Training The yful banter of moments ago had given way to a focused silence, broken only by the whoosh of wind and the asional ng of metal. The fight had intensified, a whirlwind of movement and anticipation. Noah, fueled by adrenaline and an Unprecedented Sense, found himself pushed to his limits. Lilith, a blur of white and silver under the wind''s caress, seemed omnipresent. Her attacks, unpredictable and swift as a desert viper, arrived from every angle, each one a red warning flickering in Noah''s vision. The training barrier nged with a rhythmic beat as he parried blow after blow, his longsword a desperate shield against the relentless storm. Sweat beaded on his forehead despite the cool caress of the wind magic. His breath came in ragged gasps, his muscles screaming in protest. But he couldn''t give up. Not now, not when the premonitions flickered faster, urging him to find an opening, a weakness in her whirlwind assault. Suddenly, a red sh cut through the barrage, brighter and more insistent than the others. It wasn''t an attack, but a movement ¨C a slight shift in Lilith''s stance, a momentary imbnce as she prepared for a particrly vicious strike. Seizing the opportunity, Noah gambled. He abandoned his defensive posture, stepping forward instead of back. Lilith''s eyes widened in surprise, her attack alreadymitted. With a surge of strength, Noah swung his longsword not to block, but to meet her de head-on. The impact sent a shockwave through the training ground, the wind magic dissipating with a final, mournful sigh. The force of the sh knocked both of them back, skidding across the smooth mat. Noahnded first, his chest heaving, his longsword ttering to the ground just out of reach. He looked up to see Lilith sprawled a few feet away, her own weapon lying near her pale hand. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her face flushed with exertion. For a moment, they simplyy there, catching their breath amidst the ringing silence. Half an hourter, sweat clinging to their skin and muscles screaming in protest, they both rose to their feet. A grudging respect had bloomed between them, recing the initial yful banter with a deeper understanding. "Onest match?" Lilith asked, her voice breathy but her eyes sparkling with apetitive fire. Noah grinned, the thrill of the fight still coursing through him. He could feel the progress he''d made, the way his reflexes had sharpened and his movements gained a newfound fluidity. "Absolutely," he replied, his voice echoing in the training grounds. "This time, let''s go all out." This wasn''t just about sparring anymore. It was about pushing each other to the limit, testing their skills and newfound abilities against a formidable opponent. "Very well," Lilith agreed, a mischievous glint in her eyes. She raised her hand, a swirl of energy crackling around her fingertips. "I''ll be using my space element." Noah met her gaze, a determined glint mirroring hers. "I''ll counter with abination," he dered, a secret thrill coursing through him. "me Art and... Night of Darkness." Lilith''s eyes widened a fraction at the mention of thest one, she recalled Noah using it recently. Night of Darkness was a highly dangerous skill, shrouding a vast area in imprable darkness. It was a risky move, but one that could potentially tip the scales in his favor. As they readied themselves, a palpable tension crackled in the air. This wasn''t just a training session; it was a dance on the edge of a knife. With a silent nod, theyunched into the fray. Lilith struck first, her fingers snapping as shimmering portals materialized around Noah. They appeared and vanished with disconcerting speed, disorienting him and cutting off his escape routes. He felt the pull of a telekic shove, sending him stumbling towards a strategically ced portal. But Noah was ready. With a flick of his wrist, a gout of fierce me erupted from his palm, aimed not at Lilith but at the nearest portal. The heat distorted the air, momentarily disrupting the magic and creating a window of opportunity. Seizing the chance, Noah activated Night of Darkness. A wave of inky ckness surged outward from him, swallowing the training grounds in an imprable cloak. The suddenck of light disoriented Lilith, the familiar space around her reced by an unsettling void. The silence that followed was absolute. Night of Darkness, a skill as potent as it was unpredictable, had swallowed the training ground whole. Noah, the instigator of this sudden ckout, stood in the heart of it, relying solely on his enhanced senses and a faint memory of the training ground''syout. He crouched low, his hand outstretched, feeling for Lilith''s presence in the inky ckness. The cool air swirled around him, carrying no tell-tale sounds of movement. His heart pounded in his chest, a drumbeat against the oppressive silence. Suddenly, a flicker ¨C a faint shimmer that danced on the edge of his perception. It wasn''t movement, not exactly, but a subtle distortion in the magical darkness, a hint of Lilith''s space magic at work. Focusing on the anomaly, Noah crept forward, his steps measured and silent. The faint shimmer grew stronger, resolving into the outline of a portal ¨C a shimmering gateway that could lead him straight into Lilith''s waiting arms, or perhaps a cleverly ced trap. He needed to act fast. Night of Darkness wouldn''tst forever, and the longer it remained active, the more his own vision would bepromised. With a deep breath, Noah gambled. Instead of engaging with the portal directly, he unleashed a burst of me Art from his other hand. The concentrated mes, fueled by both his will, roared to life, a miniature sun in the heart of the darkness. The heat momentarily pushed back the encroaching night, illuminating a small radius around him. And there, just beyond the edge of the illuminated area, he saw her. Lilith, caught off guard by the sudden eruption of light, stood frozen for a fleeting moment. Her face, pale and etched with surprise, was framed by the swirling darkness. Their eyes met, locked in a silent challenge across the gulf of shadows. In that split second, a thousand possibilities shed through Noah''s mind. He could charge forward, hoping to overpower her before the darkness returned. He could maintain the me Art, a beacon in the void, and wait for her next move. Or... A mischievous glint sparked in his eyes. With a yful smirk, he deactivated Night of Darkness, plunging them both back into the inky ckness. "Ready for round two, ice queen?" he called out, his voice carrying through the silence. The challenge hung in the air, unanswered. But in the darkness, a flicker of movement caught his eye, followed by a soft sigh. "Seems you like ying dirty, Noah," Lilith''s voice emerged from the shadows, a hint of amusementced with a newfound seriousness. "Just keeping things interesting," he replied with a grin, his voice echoing in the void. Then, the training ground erupted in a cacophony of power. Gone was the yful sparring; this was a battle on a whole new level. A gust of wind, sharp and sudden, whipped past Noah''s ear, the telltale sign of Lilith''s magic. He barely had time to react before a shimmering portal materialized in front of him, a clever trap designed to send him crashing into the training barrier. But Noah was ready. His Unprecedented Sense pulsed with warning signs, a red glow outlining the portal just before it materialized. With a burst of telekic force, empowered by his Lord of Night skill, he mmed the portal shut, the air shimmering as it copsed. The darkness around him seemed to crackle with energy as his strength surged, fueled by the power of the night. Suddenly, a crackle of electricity split the air, a bolt of lightningncing out from the darkness, aimed straight for his chest. This time, the premonition from Unprecedented Sense wasn''t enough. The attack was too fast, too unexpected. He felt a jolt of searing pain as the lightning struck, sending him sprawling back onto the training mat. A groan escaped his lips, his vision momentarily swimming. But he wouldn''t give up. This wasn''t just about winning anymore; it was about proving his mettle, about showing Lilith he could hold his own against her newfound intensity. He pushed himself up, the darkness swirling around him like a living entity. He focused, channeling the power of Lord of Night once more, his senses sharpening to a supernatural degree. He could feel the currents of magic in the air, the faint distortions that betrayed Lilith''s movements. With renewed determination, Noahunched into the counteroffensive. He used his telekinesis, amplified by the darkness, to hurl chunks of debris from the training ground at strategic locations, forcing Lilith to constantly be on the move. He feigned lunges and attacks, using the darkness to mask his true intentions, all the while waiting for his opportunity. He was certain to win this fight after all. Chapter 137: Teasing The battle raged on, a dance of power and deception within the inky void. Lilith, her elements of wind, space, and lightning weaving a deadly tapestry, pushed him to his limits. Noah, fueled by the power of Lord of Night and his enhanced senses, fought back with relentless determination. The determination to win, to use this opportunity to progress. The training ground became a battleground, the darkness a canvas on which their powers shed. Neither side gained a clear advantage, the ebb and flow of the fight a testament to their formidable skills. But slowly, almost imperceptibly, the tide began to turn. Noah, fueled by the adrenaline of the fight and the ever-present warnings from Unprecedented Sense, began to anticipate Lilith''s attacks. He used his telekinesis to disrupt her portals before they fully formed, deflected her lightning bolts with well-timed bursts of darkness, and used the darkness itself to mask his movements. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he saw his chance. Lilith, momentarily caught off guard by a series of telekic shoves, stumbled back. Seizing the opportunity, Noah surged forward, a surge of power coursing through him. His fist, empowered by the darkness, mmed into her chest with surprising force. Bang! The impact sent a shockwave through the air, the sound echoing through the training ground despite the darkness. Lilith stumbled back, a gasp escaping her lips. For the first time in the fight, a flicker of surprise crossed her face. The darkness began to dissipate, the faint light of dawn creeping in from the edges of the training ground. Noah, panting heavily, stood before her, his vision adjusting to the returning light. Lilith, catching her breath, stared back at him, a mixture of emotions swirling in her eyes. "Seems the ice queen can be melted after all," Noah said with a ragged breath, a hint of a challenge lingering in his voice. Lilith remained silent for a moment, then a slow smile spread across her face. It wasn''t the cold, aloof smile he was used to, but a genuine one, filled with a grudging respect and feelings proud of Noah''s progress. Exhausted but exhrated, Noah reached down and offered Lilith a hand up. "Truce?" he asked with a grin, a hint of amusement sparkling in his eyes despite his ragged breaths. Lilith hesitated for a moment, the memory of the intense fight and the surprising warmth of his touch lingering in her mind. Then, with a sigh that spoke volumes, she took his hand. As she pulled herself to her feet, their eyes met, and for a fleeting moment, a spark of something deeper thanpetition flickered between them. They both gulped downrge swallows from the water bottles Noah had produced, the cool liquid momentarily pushing back the ache in their muscles. Then, with a silent agreement, they settled down back-to-back, leaning against the training ground wall. The sounds of other trainees filled the air ¨C the sh of steel, the rhythmic thud of kicks and punches. But Noah and Lilith were a world apart, lost in their own thoughts, the echo of their recent battle still thrumming in their veins. "That was¡­" Noah began, searching for the right words. "Intense." "Indeed," Lilith replied, her voice a breathy whisper. "You''ve improved considerably, Noah." A satisfied smirk yed on his lips. "Likewise, Lilith. Your control over the elements is¡­ impressive." They sat infortable silence for a moment, the unspoken words hanging heavy in the air. Finally, Noah broke the silence. "So," he began, his voice tinged with a hint of amusement. "Ready for another round¡­ sometime soon?" Lilith''s lips curved into a genuine smile, a sight that sent a thrill coursing through him. "Perhaps," she replied, her voice soft. "But next time, no more Night of Darkness." Noah chuckled. "No promises, mydy." They continued to watch the other trainees, their bodies recovering from the exertion, but their minds already swirling with thoughts of their next match. Exhausted but exhrated, Noah and Lilith pushed themselves to their feet, muscles screaming with a delicious kind of ache. They left the training area together. There wasn''t much left to do for the day. With their return to the academy looming, they both needed to prepare. Noah ambled towards his room, the cool morning air a wee contrast to the heat of the fight. A quick, steaming shower helped loosen the tightness in his muscles. As he stepped out, his stomach rumbled, reminding him of the skipped breakfast. Grabbing his phone, he scrolled through the food delivery options, a wide grin spreading across his face. "Pizza it is," he dered, picturing a giant pepperoni pizza to refuel his energy reserves. As he ced the order, a mischievous glint flickered in his eyes. With a yful tap on his phone, he sent a quick message to Lilith. "Winner gets thest slice," it read, followed by a winking emoji. He knew he was pushing his luck, but something about the way she''d smiled after their battle had him feeling adventurous. He nced out the window, half expecting to see a gust of wind carrying a frosty reply, but the air remained still. With a shrug, Noah settled down on his bed, the aroma of pizza already filling his thoughts, anticipation for both the meal and Lilith''s response tingling in the air. The training session might be over, but the day, it seemed, was far from done. Ring~ A soft chime from his phone broke Noah out of his pizza-fueled daydream. He grabbed it eagerly, hoping for a fiery retort from Lilith. Instead, a single word appeared on the screen: "epted." A triumphantugh escaped his lips, bouncing off the walls of his room. Momentster, another message arrived, this one apanied by a mischievous emoji of a lightning bolt. "Just don''t expect me to go easy on you this time, pizza boy." Lilith had started to change, expressing herself more, something incredible. Noah''s grin widened further looking at her response. The yful banter felt electric, a continuation of the spark that ignited during their fight. He quickly tapped out a reply. "Bring it on, Lilith. But remember, the winner gets bragging rights... and thest slice." He sent the message with a wink, the anticipation for their next encounter bubbling in his chest. As the delicious aroma of pizza wafted through his door, Noah couldn''t help but think that returning to the academy wouldn''t be so bad after all. There was training to catch up on, knowledge to be gained, but most importantly, there was a connection to be explored, a spark that promised something more exciting than just sparring sessions. With a satisfied sigh, Noah grabbed a slice of steaming pizza and started eating. A c drink apanied this, the cold fizz a wee contrast to the savory heat of the pepperoni. He took a bite, the cheesy goodness melting on his tongue, and scrolled through his phone again. There were no new messages from Lilith, but afortable silence settled over him. Make an original rewrite of this text: He messaged Arthur and they exchanged few words before he tried contact his father next by the line was unreachable. ''''Sigh! I wonder where my father went for him to stay unreachable for so long.'''' Noah wasn''t worried that something happened to his father reason why he couldn''t keep in touch with him. Although he was not the strongest, in this world few people could kill his father so he was not worried just missing him, missing their banter between father and son. ''''Well, I''m sure he would contact me soon.'''' Taking another bite, he leaned back against his bed, a sense of contentment washing over him. Noah rested for a few hours, the delicious pizza a wee weight in his stomach. After waking up it was time to check the system''s new features but first Noah decided to check his status window. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 44 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 106 Strength: 115 Intelligence: 98 Dexterity: 115 Luck: 89 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 15060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv1} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö "Well, I''ve managed to umte a substantial sum of fifteen thousand gold coins. While it may seem like a significant amount, I fear that it might not be sufficient to acquire the things I truly desire," Noah expressed, a tinge of sadness evident in his voice. It would be great if there was an alternative way to craft gold coins instead of relying solely on missions. Noah dismissed the thought and shook his head. Now wasn''t the time to ponder on alternate methods of obtaining gold coins. There was something more pressing at hand - exploring the system''stest features. Perhaps there was something incredible waiting for him to discover. Chapter 138: Systems new features Noah dismissed the thought and shook his head. Now wasn''t the time to ponder on alternate methods of obtaining gold coins. There was something more pressing at hand - exploring the system''stest features. Perhaps there was something incredible waiting for him to discover. Immediately, he requested the system to provide him with an update on hertest enhancements. "Two new features have been unlocked after the upgrade," the system responded. "Gold Conversion and Auto-mission." Curiosity piqued, Noah eagerly inquired about the details of these new additions. "Gold Conversion allows you to transform magic stones into valuable gold coins," the system exined. "The conversion ratio increases with the grade of the magic stone." Noah''s excitement grew as he imagined the possibilities of turning his collection of magic stones into a fortune. "And what about Auto-mission?" Noah asked eagerly. "Auto-mission grants you the ability to assign missions, but only high-grade missions can be issued," the system replied. "You can utilize this feature once a month." Noah nodded in approval, recognizing the potential of this powerful tool. He understood that only the most challenging tasks would be epted, and he already had one in mind. ''''Good, really good. I''m in good mood.'''' Night had fully descended, cloaking the city in a nket of inky darkness. Despite the exhaustion that lingered in his muscles, a sense of aplishment and a hint of nervous excitement bubbled within Noah. He''d trained hard, honed his skills, and analyzed his recent battle with Lilith. But there was more to it than just physical preparation. With a yful grin, he pulled out his phone and sent a message to Lilith. "Winner gets bragging rights AND thest slice wore me out," it read, followed by a picture of him sprawled on his bed, surrounded by crumpled pizza boxes. "Up for a celebratory drink to refuel the champion?" He hit send, anticipation tingling in his fingertips. While he knew Lilith wasn''t one for frivolous activities, the way she''d responded to his earlier messages gave him a sliver of hope. Perhaps, just perhaps, she''d be willing to shed her cold persona for the night. Moments ticked by, stretching into what felt like an eternity. Just as Noah began to think his message had been lost in the digital void, a single word appeared on his screen: "Intriguing." His grin widened. Intriguing? That was definitely a step up from "epted." A flurry of messages followed, their yful banter escting. Lilith suggested a specific tavern known for its potent concoctions and lively atmosphere, a stark contrast to the usual training grounds. Noah readily agreed, excited to see this new side of her. Finally, after a quick change into a new clothes, Noah headed out, a spring in his step and a smile ying on his lips. The city bustled with students returning from their various activities, but his eyes scanned for a sh of white hair and silver armor. There, by the entrance gate, stood Lilith. She wasn''t in her usual gothic dress; tonight, she wore a flowing white dress that shimmered under the moonlight. The yful glint in her eyes mirrored his own. With a confident stride, Noah walked towards her, the prospect of a night out with Lilith both exhrating and a touch nerve-wracking. As he reached her side, a single question rose to his lips. "Ready to face the champion, Lilith?" A slow smile spread across Lilith''s face, a stark contrast to the usual icy demeanor Noah was ustomed to. "Always," she replied, a hint of amusement dancing in her voice. "But remember, champion, tonight, we''re not battling opponents, we''re celebrating¡­ victories." She gestured towards the academy gates, a yful glint in her eyes. "Lead the way, champion. Though," she added with a mischievous lilt, "don''t expect me to go easy on you when ites to ordering the strongest drink." Noah''s grin widened. This yful banter, this unexpected side of Lilith, thrilled him. "Wouldn''t have it any other way, Lilith," he replied, offering her his arm with a mock bow. Together they walked out of their quarter. The tavern Lilith had chosen was a short walk away, its warm glow and boisterousughter beckoning them closer. As they approached, Noah couldn''t help but steal a nce at Lilith. She seemed to move differently tonight, a lightness in her step that mirrored the change in her attire. Reaching the entrance, Noah held the door open for Lilith, a gentlemanly gesture that earned him a surprised but appreciative look. The tavern was everything Lilith had described ¨C bustling with patrons, the air thick with the aroma of ale and spices, and the sound of lively conversations filling the room. Noah guided Lilith through the throng of people, theirughter drawing curious nces. They found a table tucked away in a corner, offering a bit of privacy amidst the jovial chaos. A burly waitress with a booming voice took their orders, and soon, two steaming mugs of an amber-colored liquid were ced in front of them. "To victories," Noah toasted, raising his mug. Lilith raised hers in response, a hint of a smile ying on her lips. "To victories," she echoed, her voice softer than Noah was used to hearing. As they took their first sips, the potent brew sending a warmth down their throats, afortable silence settled between them. It wasn''t the awkward silence of strangers, but afortable quiet that spoke volumes about the bond forged through their recent battle. The conversation flowed easily as they delved into topics beyond training. With each passing moment, the initial nervousness Noah felt dissipated. The night wore on, the tavern''s vibrant atmosphere weaving its magic around them. As thest patrons shuffled out and the tavern lights dimmed, Noah knew this wasn''t just a night out; it was a turning point. He walked Lilith back to the their quarter, the moon casting long shadows on their path. Stopping at the entrance, they stood for a moment, afortable silence settling around them. The events of the day, the battle, the training, and the evening''s unexpected system''s features, swirled in Noah''s mind. "Thanks, Lilith," he finally said, the words filled with a newfound sincerity. "For today." Lilith met his gaze, her eyes shimmering under the moonlight. "Thank you too, Noah," she replied, her voice a soft whisper. Then, with a yful glint in her eyes, she added, "But remember, Noah, the next time we meet in the training ground, the White Witch returns." Noah chuckled, a warmth spreading through him. "Wouldn''t have it any other way," he responded, offering a mock salute. With a final smile, Lilith turned and walked towards her dorm, her white dress shimmering in the darkness. Noah watched her go, a feeling of anticipation building within him. Turning towards his own room, a smile still ying on his lips, Noah walked into the night. Stepping back into his room on the second floor, Noah felt a surprising wave of contentment wash over him. The room, usually a ce of solitude, now felt strangely warm and inviting. He ced his training gear back on its rack, a lingering scent of ale andughter clinging to him. With a tired but satisfied sigh, he walked towards the balcony. Sliding open the ss door, a cool night breeze washed over him, carrying the scent of distant pine trees and freshly cut grass. Above him, the sky was a vast canvas sshed with a million tiny diamonds. Starlight bathed the academy grounds in a soft, ethereal glow, casting the buildings in an almost dreamlike quality. Noah leaned against the railing, his gaze tracing the constetions he knew so well. The events of the day reyed in his mind ¨C today was really fun. A smile tugged at his lips as he recalled the glint in her eyes, the yful banter, and the way she''d looked at him under the moonlight. It was a side of her he''d never seen before, a glimpse into a woman hidden beneath the icy exterior of the formidable sorceress. He closed his eyes for a moment, the warmth of the memory radiating through him. Tonight, they are simply two people enjoying a night out. It felt significant, a turning point in their dynamic. As he gazed back at the star-studded sky, a sense of wonder filled him. The vastness of the universe seemed to mirror the blossoming connection he felt with Lilith ¨C something unexpected, powerful, and filled with infinite possibilities. He wasn''t sure what the future held, but he knew one thing for certain ¨C it would be fun. A spark had ignited, and the universe, like the twinkling tapestry above him, seemed to be whispering promises of a thrilling adventure yet to unfold. With a renewed sense of anticipation, Noah pushed himself away from the railing and stepped back inside. He might be tired, but sleep seemed a distant prospect. His mind buzzed with the day''s events, and a smile remained etched on his face. ''''Set a new mission.'''' ''''I''m listening!" Chapter 139: Arthurs Confession With a renewed sense of anticipation, Noah pushed himself away from the railing and stepped back inside. He might be tired, but sleep seemed a distant prospect. His mind buzzed with the day''s events, and a smile remained etched on his face. "Let''s embark on a fresh quest." "I''m all ears!" "Embark on a mission to strengthen my bond with Lilith over the next month and reach a new level of intimacy." {Ping! New mission activated: Cultivate a deeper connection with Lilith, leading to a fulfilling physical rtionship. Reward: a High grade skill} Noah''s satisfaction was evident as he read the notification. With the monthing to an end today, tomorrow would mark the beginning of the countdown. "Yawn! Bedtime calls!" Noah made his way to the bed, letting out a tired yawn. ??? The gentle hum of the city lights couldn''t prate the quiet serenity that had settled over Noah''s room. Arthur and Prisci were experiencing a different kind of magic a few cities away. Arthur, a vision in his blue denim and white top, a denim jacket adding a touch of casual cool, stood waiting in the za. His blonde hair, perfectly arranged, couldn''t dim the genuine warmth radiating from his blue eyes. Across the za, a ssh of gold shimmered into view. Prisci, her tinum rose gold hair catching the moonlight like a halo, hurried towards him, a touch of breathlessness tinging her apology. "Sorry I''mte," she said, emerald eyes sparkling with a mix of excitement and nervousness. The short golden robe, shimmering with an otherworldly sheen, swirled around her knees as she approached. Arthur''s smile widened. "No worries," he replied, his voice as smooth as the jazz music ying softly in the background. "The night is young, and you," he added, his gaze lingering on her, "are worth the wait." Prisci blushed, a delicate flush creeping up her cheeks. Arthur always knew how to make her feel beautiful, even amidst the chaos of their recent mission. Thiste-night date, a stolen moment amidst their packed schedules, felt like a precious gift. "Shall we?" Arthur gestured toward a quaint caf¨¦ bathed in a warm, inviting glow. Prisci linked her arm with his, afortable silence settling between them as they walked. Unlike the banter Noah and Lilith shared, theirs was a quiet understanding, a shared history that spoke volumes without words. Their mission had brought them closer, forging a bond built on trust, respect, and a spark of something deeper. As they settled into a cozy corner booth, the air thick with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and pastries, Arthur took Prisci''s hand. His touch sent a familiar warmth through her, a silent reassurance in the midst of their hectic lives. "So," Arthur began, his voice soft, "tell me about your day." Prisci leaned closer, a conspiratorial grin ying on her lips. "Well," she began, and for the next hour, the caf¨¦ became their own little world. They spoke of the mission, the challenges they''d faced, the victories they''d shared. But more importantly, they spoke of their hopes, their dreams, and the unspoken feelings that thrummed beneath the surface. As the night deepened, and the caf¨¦ began to empty, Arthur surprised her by pulling a small velvet box out of his pocket. Prisci''s breath hitched in her throat. Arthur, known for his lighthearted demeanor, suddenly seemed serious, his blue eyes holding a depth she hadn''t seen before. "Prisci," he began, his voice low and husky, "this mission brought us closer, but it also made me realize something. You''re not just my teammate; you''re¡­" He hesitated for a moment, then continued, "You''re the one I want by my side, always." With trembling fingers, he flipped open the box, revealing a delicate silver ne adorned with an emerald pendant, its color a perfect match for her eyes. A wave of emotion washed over Prisci, a mixture of surprise, joy, and a deep sense of fulfillment. Theirte-night date, a simple escape from the academy''s demands, had turned into something more. Arthur''s confession, like the twinkling city lights around them, illuminated the path they could walk together. As Prisci nodded, tears welling up in her eyes, a smile bloomed on Arthur''s face. He gently ced the ne around her neck, the cool metal a stark contrast to the warmth of their connection. Arthur''s confession hung in the air, a sweet melody that resonated with the warmth of the city lights. Prisci, the emerald pendant shimmering against her skin, leaned into him, a single tear tracing a path down her cheek. It was a tear of pure joy, a testament to the unexpected turn theirte-night rendezvous had taken. "So," Arthur whispered, his voiceced with amusement, "how about we celebrate this¡­officially?" Prisci''s smile returned, brighter than ever. "A celebration sounds perfect," she agreed. They spent a while longer in the cozy caf¨¦, savoring the lingering sweetness of their newfound connection. The city lights seemed to twinkle brighter, mirroring the joy radiating from within them. As they finally stepped out, the cool night air enveloping them, they knew exactly where their first official date should be. "The aquarium," Prisci dered, a hint of mischief in her eyes. "I''ve been wanting to go for ages." Arthur chuckled, the idea perfectly aligning with his own. After all, what better way to celebrate a connection born amidst a mission than to be surrounded by the wonders of the deep? He hailed a cab, and soon they were hurtling towards the city''s renowned aquarium, anticipation bubbling in their hearts. The aquarium was a symphony of colors and movement. As they entered, the vastness of the central tank took their breath away. Schools of vibrant fish shimmered under the artificial sunlight, gliding effortlessly through the crystal-clear water. Arthur took Prisci''s hand, a silent gesture of affection, as they embarked on their underwater journey. From the graceful stingrays gliding through the sand to the mesmerizing jellyfish pulsing with bioluminescent light, each exhibit unveiled a new marvel. Arthur, ever the charmer, peppered their exploration with yful facts and lighthearted jokes, making Prisciugh. She, in turn, shared her knowledge of aquatic life, her emerald eyes sparkling with passion as she spoke of ancient myths and underwater ecosystems. Their conversation flowed effortlessly, punctuated by moments offortable silence and stolen nces. As they watched a yful group of otters frolicking in their enclosure, Arthur leaned in, whispering, "There''s something more fascinating than all these creaturesbined, you know." Prisci met his gaze, her heart skipping a beat. "Oh really? And what might that be?" Arthur grinned, a mischievous glint in his blue eyes. "The woman standing right next to me." A blush crept up Prisci''s cheeks, but before she could reply, a gentle tug on her sleeve caught their attention. A young girl, no older than eight, stood beside them, her eyes wide with wonder. "Excuse me," the girl said shyly, clutching a worn-out notebook. "Are you a mage? My brother said real mages can talk to the fish." Prisci smiled warmly. "Well, not exactly talk," she exined, kneeling down to the girl''s level. "But we can understand their behavior, their needs." The girl''s eyes widened further. Arthur, sensing an opportunity, knelt down beside Prisci. Together, they spent the next few minutes exining the wonders of the ocean, theplex ecosystem, and the fascinating creatures that called it home. The girl''s face lit up with each exnation, her notebook filling with newfound knowledge. When it was time to leave, the girl hugged Prisci and Arthur tightly, thanking them for their kindness. As they watched her skip away, hand-in-hand with her brother, a warm feeling settled over them. Their unexpected encounter had added a touch of magic to their already special night. Their first official date was a whirlwind of wonder, the bustling aquarium leaving them both with a sense of childlike awe. As they stepped back out into the cool night air, however, Prisci shivered slightly, the memory of the chilly underwater world clinging to her. Arthur, ever observant, noticed the subtle tremor. "Feeling a little cold after all those aquatic wonders?" he teased, his blue eyes twinkling. Prisci chuckled, a yful glint mirroring his own. "Maybe a touch," she admitted. Then, a mischievous smile spread across her face. "But I know just the way to warm up." Arthur raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "And that would be?" "Ice skating, of course!" Prisci dered, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Arthur''s surprise was genuine. Ice skating? It wasn''t exactly the most conventional follow-up to an aquarium visit, buting from Prisci, it held an undeniable charm. Besides, the thought of seeing her glide gracefully across the ice, a vision in her golden robe, was an image too tempting to resist. "Lead the way," he said with a grin, offering her his arm. A short taxi rideter, they found themselves standing outside a sprawling ice rink. The air shimmered with a frosty mist, andughter echoed from within. Prisci, her eyes shining with anticipation, led the way towards the rental booth. As they exchanged their shoes for ice skates, afortable silence settled between them. Arthur watched Priscice up her skates, his heart swelling with a newfound tenderness. The woman beside him wasn''t just his teammate; she was yful, adventurous, and possessed a spirit that captivated him. Finally, they stepped onto the ice. Arthur, a seasoned skater, took to it with ease, gliding effortlessly across the smooth surface. Prisci, on the other hand, wobbled slightly, herughter tinkling like wind chimes as she clung to the railing. Arthur chuckled, gliding over to her side. "Here," he said, offering her his hand. Hesitantly, Prisci took it, her grip firm yet tentative. He guided her slowly at first, his touch sending a delicious warmth through her despite the surrounding chill. With each tentative push, each wobbly glide, Prisci gained confidence. Soon, a smile bloomed on her face as she started to find her rhythm. Arthur, watching with pride, couldn''t help butpare her to the graceful fish they had seen earlier. She moved with a simr elegance, herughter echoing across the rink like a sweet melody. As the night wore on, they skated hand-in-hand, theirughter blending with the music. They fell, they stumbled, but they also helped each other up, their sharedughter a testament to the growing bond between them. By the end of the night, Prisci was no longer clinging to the rails, but skating with a newfound confidence, a hint of yfulpetitiveness sparkling in her eyes. As they reluctantly left the rink, their cheeks flushed and their bodies pleasantly ached, their hearts brimmed with a different kind of warmth. Their date, a spontaneous mix of the fantastical and the mundane, had been a perfect reflection of their connection ¨C unexpected, yful, and filled with the promise of something more. Under the city lights, brighter than ever in their eyes, Arthur and Prisci walked hand-in-hand. Chapter 140: Arthur & Priscilla Under the city lights, Arthur and Prisci, their hearts brimming with the afterglow of their date, walked towards a beacon of flickering neon ¨C the Starlight Cinema. The grand old theater, a relic from a bygone era, stood proudly amidst the modern skyscrapers. Its ornate facade, adorned with golden statues of mythical creatures, promised an escape into a world of fantasy and romance. A red carpet stretched from the sidewalk to the grand double doors, inviting them into a world of cinematic dreams. As they approached, the air vibrated with a soft, melodic score, spilling out from the open lobby doors. Arthur held the door open for Prisci, a gesture that earned him a warm smile. Stepping inside, they were greeted by a bygone era of elegance. The lobby was bathed in a warm, golden light, emanating from crystal chandeliers that sparkled like fallen stars. Plush velvet sofas and armchairs were arranged in clusters, inviting patrons to linger and discuss the films they''d seen or the ones they were about to experience. On the far wall, a collection of vintage movie posters showcased ssic romances, their faded colors painting a nostalgic portrait of Hollywood''s golden age. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and popcorn mingled with the scent of old books and worn velvet, creating a unique olfactory signature that spoke of countless stories whispered within these walls. A gentle jazz melody yed in the background, a soothing counterpoint to the excited chatter of patrons. Arthur, noticing Prisci''s wide-eyed wonder, smiled. "Wee to the Starlight," he dered, his voice hushed in reverence. "The perfect ce to end our perfect date." Prisci, mesmerized by the atmosphere, nodded in agreement. This wasn''t just any movie theater; it was a portal to another world, a world where cellphones were silenced and the flickering glow of the screen transported you to a different reality. They walked up to the elegantly dressed woman behind the counter, her smile as warm as the golden light surrounding them. Arthur, ever the charmer, inquired about the uing showings, stealing a nce at Prisci to gauge her interest. After a brief discussion, they settled on a recently released romanticedy, a film that promisedughter, lighthearted adventure, and maybe, just maybe, a touch of magic. With tickets in hand and popcorn buckets overflowing, they found their seats ¨C plush armchairs situated towards the back of the spacious auditorium. The lights dimmed, the chatter hushed, and a hush fell over the audience as the projector whirred to life. The screen, a vast canvas, flickered to life, transporting them on a journey of love,ughter, and a reminder of the magic that bloomed when two hearts connected. As the credits rolled and the lights rose, Arthur and Prisci emerged from the Starlight Cinema, hand-in-hand, their hearts brimming with a different kind of warmth. Arthur and Prisci, their hearts still buzzing from the romantic movie, decided to cap off their whirlwind date by venturing a little further out of the city. Their next stop: the Zenith Observatory, a beacon of scientific wonder nestled atop a hill overlooking the sprawling cityscape. The observatory itself was a majestic structure, a perfect blend of modern technology and ssical architecture. Its dome, a gleaming white hemisphere, rotated silently, promising a glimpse into the vast cosmic tapestry. A long, winding road led up the hill, offering breathtaking views of the city bathed in the soft glow of a million twinkling lights. As they parked and stepped out of the car, the crisp night air washed over them, carrying with it the sweet scent of pine and freshly cut grass. The silence was broken only by the distant chirping of crickets and the rhythmic hum of the city below. Hand-in-hand, they walked towards the observatory, its imposing silhouette stark against the star-studded sky. A gentle breeze ruffled Prisci''s hair as they reached the entrance, a massive oak door adorned with intricate carvings depicting constetions and celestial bodies. Inside, the air buzzed with a quiet energy. Soft lights illuminated disys showcasing the wonders of the universe ¨C models ofs, photographs of distant gxies, and interactive exhibits that exined the intricate dance of stars and nebe. A group of students, their faces filled with wonder, huddled around a telescope pointed towards a prominent crescent moon. Arthur, ever the science enthusiast, couldn''t resist engaging them in a quick discussion about lunar phases, his voice filled with a contagious passion for astronomy. Prisci, meanwhile, found herself drawn to a disy showcasing the history of the observatory, its walls adorned with ck and white photographs of pioneering astronomers gazing at the heavens. Finally, they reached the crown jewel of the observatory ¨C the main observation deck. essible through a spiral staircase, it housed a massive telescope, its powerful lens pointed towards the inky ckness of the night sky. An elderly astronomer, his kind eyes twinkling behind spectacles, greeted them warmly. "Ah, young love under the stars," he chuckled, his voice raspy with age. "A ssicbination." He exined the evening''s celestial show, pointing out constetions and distants visible through the powerful telescope. As Arthur and Prisci took turns peering through the lens, the vastness of the universe unfolded before them. They saw craters on the moon, swirling gas giants in distant sr systems, and the breathtaking beauty of a spiral gxy teeming with billions of stars. Standing on the observation deck, hand in hand, the city lights twinkling below them like scattered diamonds, they felt a profound sense of connection. The universe, vast and infinite, stretched above them, while their love, a spark ignited amidst a whirlwind of missions and adventures, felt precious and intimate. As they descended the spiral staircase, afortable silence settled between them. Arthur, his voice a husky whisper, spoke first. "Seeing the universe makes you realize how small we are, yet how significant a single connection can be." Prisci nodded, her heart overflowing with emotion. "Tonight was perfect, Arthur," she murmured, gazing into his eyes that reflected the starlight. Arthur smiled, the warmth reaching his eyes. "Perfect for the start of something extraordinary, wouldn''t you say?" Prisci leaned in, and under the watchful gaze of the universe, their lips met in a kiss, a silent promise whispered beneath the stars. The kiss, fueled by the shared wonder of the cosmos, lingered on their lips for a moment longer than necessary. When they finally pulled apart, afortable silence hung in the air, thick with unspoken emotions. The city lights twinkled below them, a million tiny eyes witnessing the blossoming of their connection. "That," Arthur whispered, his voice husky, "was incredible." Prisci, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of exhration and shyness, simply nodded. The kiss had sealed the night, a promise whispered under the starlight. But the night was still young, and neither of them was ready for it to end. With a yful grin, Arthur extended his hand. "Ready for onest stop, my starlit princess?" Prisci chuckled, a warm feeling spreading through her chest. "Lead the way, my cosmic knight." Hand-in-hand, they descended the observatory hill, the cool night air enveloping them in a refreshing embrace. Arthur steered them towards a brightly lit street corner, a familiar sign catching Prisci''s eye ¨C "Scoops Ahoy," its neon letters promising a delightful ending to their whirlwind date. The ice cream parlor was a burst of color and sugary sweetness. Walls adorned with cartoon characters and whimsical designs weed them, while the aroma of freshly churned ice cream hung thick in the air. A cheerful young woman greeted them behind the counter, her smile as bright as the candy sprinkles lining the disy case. Arthur, ever the gentleman, insisted on letting Prisci choose first. With a mischievous glint in her eyes, she opted for a scoop of a vibrant purple concoctionbelled "Cosmic Dream," its sparkly swirls mirroring the night sky they had just witnessed. Arthur, after much deliberation, settled on a ssic chocte chip, his choice a reflection of his dependable and down-to-earth personality. With their treats in hand, they found a secluded spot in a nearby park. The air was alive with the chirping of crickets and the distant hum of the city. The moon, now a luminous pearl in the dark canvas, cast a soft glow over the scene. They sat on a park bench, their legs brushing against each other. Arthur took the first bite of his ice cream, savoring the familiar sweetness. Prisci, on the other hand, raised her spoon to his lips, a yful glint in her emerald eyes. "Here," she said, her voiceced with humor, "a taste of the cosmos." Arthur leaned in, his eyes twinkling with amusement, and took a bite from her spoon. The burst of sweet, tangy vor against the smooth chocte of his own ice cream sent a shiver down his spine, a delightfulbination that mirrored theplexity of their connection. They spent the next hourughing, sharing childhood memories, dreams for the future, and stolen bites of each other''s ice cream. The park, usually bustling with activity during the day, now offered a quiet sanctuary for their blossoming love. As thest sliver of ice cream melted on their tongues, Arthur turned to Prisci, his eyes reflecting the moonlight. "Tonight," he began, his voice low and sincere, "was more than just a date. It felt like¡­" Chapter 141: Back to the Academy They spent the next hourughing, sharing childhood memories, dreams for the future, and stolen bites of each other''s ice cream. The park, usually bustling with activity during the day, now offered a quiet sanctuary for their blossoming love. As thest sliver of ice cream melted on their tongues, Arthur turned to Prisci, his eyes reflecting the moonlight. "Tonight," he began, his voice low and sincere, "was more than just a date. It felt like¡­" He hesitated, searching for the right words. "Like the beginning of something extraordinary," Prisci finished his thought, a smile gracing her lips. Arthur nodded, his heart overflowing with a newfound certainty. He reached for her hand, his fingers intertwining with hers. Looking into her emerald eyes, he whispered, "I don''t know what the future holds, Prisci, but I''d love to face it with you by my side." Prisci leaned closer, her heart swelling with emotion. "Me too, Arthur," she replied, her voice barely a whisper. Under the watchful gaze of the moon, amidst the quiet serenity of the park, they sealed their promise with another kiss, a kiss that tasted of ice cream, starlight, and the sweet beginnings of love. The night, filled with unexpected adventures, sharedughter, and a universe of possibilities, was finallying to a close. But for Arthur and Prisci, it marked the dawn of a new chapter, a chapter filled with the promise of magic, adventure, and a love that shone brighter than all the stars in the sky. Their date, fueled by a shared sense of wonder and a deepening connection, continued to defy convention. Leaving the sweetness of the ice cream parlor behind, they opted to let spontaneity be their guide. Arthur, noticing a brightly lit bookstore across the street, suggested browsing for hidden literary treasures. Prisci, an avid reader herself, readily agreed. The bookstore, a haven for bookworms, weed them with theforting scent of old paper and fresh ink. They wandered through thebyrinthine aisles, their fingers trailing across the spines of countless books, each a portal to a different world. Arthur, ever the charmer, pulled out a dusty volume of fairytales, his voice taking on a dramatic tone as he read aloud a whimsical passage. Prisci, captivated by his performance, countered with a so by her favorite poet, her voice soft and melodic as it echoed through the quiet aisles. Theirughter mingled with the soft murmur of other patrons, creating a symphony of shared joy. They ended up leaving the bookstore with a shared book ¨C a ssic fantasy novel that promised adventure and a touch of forbidden romance, a reflection of the emotions blossoming between them. Emerging from the bookstore, the night air felt invigorating. A group of street performers caught their eye ¨C a group of young musicians ying lively jazz tunes on a makeshift stage. Arthur, unable to resist the rhythm, grabbed Prisci''s hand and led her towards the music. Despite their initial awkward attempts,ughter filled the air as they swayed to the music. Arthur, surprisingly light on his feet, twirled Prisci under the watchful gaze of the moon, his eyes never leaving hers. Prisci, in turn, surprised him with her hidden talent for improvisation, herughter echoing through the night. As thest song faded, they found themselves breathless and exhrated. A nearby food stall, its aroma wafting through the night air, beckoned them next. They shared a steaming hot dog, the simple act of messy eating adding anotheryer of intimacy to their date. The night continued to unfold like a dream. They stopped by a quaint fortune teller''s tent, their eyes meeting in amusement as the wizened woman predicted a future filled with adventure and love. They rode a rickety Ferris wheel, the city lights twinkling beneath them like a million scattered diamonds. They even ended up ying a silly game of air hockey at ate-night arcade, theirpetitive spirit igniting a yful rivalry that ended in a flurry of high fives andughter. As the first rays of dawn painted the horizon with streaks of pink and orange, they found themselves sitting on a park bench, afortable silence settling around them. Exhaustion, yet a sense of exhration, hung heavy in the air. They had crammed a lifetime of experiences into a single night ¨C unexpected adventures, sharedughter, stolen kisses, and a burgeoning connection that promised something deeper. Arthur, his voice husky with emotion, turned to Prisci. "This has been the most incredible date of my life," he confessed. Prisci met his gaze, her heart brimming with a newfound affection. "Mine too," she whispered, leaning in to rest her head on his shoulder. The city, slowly stirring awake around them, seemed to hum with a newfound energy, a silent testament to the magic they had created together. Their adventure, fueled by a spark ignited amidst a mission, had blossomed into something more ¨C a love story as vibrant and unpredictable as the night they had just shared. As the sun peeked over the horizon, casting its golden light upon them, they knew that this was just the beginning. Their journey, filled with the promise of magic, excitement, and a love that defied definition, had just begun. ¡ã¡ã¡ã¡ã After getting a high evaluation for their mission in the Sun Guild, Noah and Lilith took an airship for the academy. The gentle hum of the airship''s engine lulled Noah out of his reverie. ncing out the window, he saw a breathtaking panorama unfold beneath him. Lush green forests stretched as far as the eye could see, punctuated by sparkling rivers and quaint viges nestled amidst the rolling hills. Sunlight dappled thendscape, casting an ethereal glow on the world below. Across from him, Lilith sat with her arms crossed, a stoic expression masking the turmoil within. Yet, Noah couldn''t help but notice a subtle shift in her posture. Emboldened by the change and the beauty around them, Noah spoke. "It''s incredible, isn''t it?" Lilith''s gaze flickered towards him, a flicker of surprise crossing her features before she focused back on the scenery. "The view?" she asked, her voice a low murmur. "The view," he confirmed, a smile tugging at his lips. "But also¡­being here. Up in the sky, with everythingid out before us." Lilith remained silent for a moment, then conceded, "It does have a certain¡­grandeur." Noah, sensing a tentative opening, decided to press on. "You know," he began, his voice gentle, "I have something to suggest" Lilith''s amber eyes finally met his, a fiery challenge flickering within them. "And what exactly are you suggesting?" Noah met her gaze head-on. "I''m suggesting we try to spend more time together.'''' A tense silence stretched between them, thick with unspoken emotions. Then, to his surprise, a ghost of a smile yed on Lilith''s lips. It was a fleeting expression, barely there, but enough for the observant Noah to notice. "Fine," she said finally, her voiceced with a hint of joy. "Why not." Noah smiled like this his n would progress smoothly. The airship hummed on, carrying them back to the academy, but the journey now felt lighter, the atmosphere less charged. They continued their conversation. As the sun dipped towards the horizon, painting the sky in vibrant hues of orange and pink, the airship began its descent towards the familiar silhouette of the academy. Despite the looming challenges that awaited him, Noah couldn''t help but feel a sliver of optimism. Their unexpected journey on the airship, from tense standoff to tentative understanding, mirrored the changingndscape below. The world, vast and ever-shifting, held the promise of unexpected connections, even between the most unlikely of allies. And as they stepped off the airship and onto academy grounds, Noah inhaled the air full of mana. ''''I''m back. Time to start preparing for dungeons next.'''' After bidding farewell to Lilith Noah trudged back to his dorm, the exhaustion of the travel settling in his bones. He yearned for a moment of peace, a chance to unwind before facing whatever challenges awaited him tomorrow. A hot bath washed away the grime and tension of the day. Sinking into his dorm room''s plush armchair, Noah reached for a steaming mug of herbal tea, the scent of chamomile andvender calming his racing thoughts. He flipped on the entertainment console, opting for a lighthearted drama to unwind with. Just as he was settling into the familiarfort of fictional adventures, his wrist buzzed. A text message from Arthur flickered on the screen. Briefly, Noah''s eyebrows furrowed. Arthur, wanting to meet up? This was unusual, especially considering thete hour. But then, Arthur wasn''t exactly known for his conventional ways. The message was simple: "Up for a drink? Ivy''s Bar. Come if you can." A small smile tugged at Noah''s lips. A drink with his this annoying man sounded infinitely better than another hour of fictional angst. He quickly texted back a confirmation, his curiosity piqued. A short walkter, Noah found himself standing outside Ivy''s Bar. Unlike the boisterous taverns frequented by most students, Ivy''s exuded a distinct air of sophistication. The entrance was a sleek, mirrored doorway that reflected the animated cityscape outside. Inside, the dim lighting and smooth jazz music created an intimate ambiance. Chapter 142: Night between friends Stepping through the doorway, Noah''s eyes adjusted to the subdued light. The bar itself was a curved, polished granite counter, gleaming under strategically ced spotlights. Comfortable booths in rich jewel tones lined the perimeter, while sleek high-top tables offered an alternative for those seeking a more social atmosphere. The clientele seemed like a mix of off-duty Academy staff and well-heeled civilians, their conversations hushed and punctuated by the clinking of sses. A familiar mop of blonde hair caught his eye. Arthur sat at a corner booth, a ss of amber liquid swirling in his hand. A relieved smile spread across Noah''s face. Arthur, ever the charmer, had a mischievous glint in his eyes, hinting at a story waiting to be told. Noah slid into the booth across from Arthur, a question already forming on his lips. "So," he began, "what do you want to celebrate for calling me out sote in the night? Birthday snuck up on you again?" Arthur chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Not quite, my friend. But a celebration is definitely in order." He nced around the bar, catching the bartender''s eye and raising a hand. "Two strong vodkas, please. Make them doubles." The bartender, a man with a neatly trimmed beard and a knowing smile, nodded in acknowledgment and began preparing their drinks. As he waited, Arthur leaned forward, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Tell me, Noah," he began, "do you believe in fate?" Noah raised an eyebrow, surprised by the shift in topic. "Fate? Isn''t that a bit melodramatic, even for you, Arthur?" Arthur''s grin widened. "Perhaps. But hear me out. You see, I just had the most¡­unexpected evening." Heunched into a detailed ount of his mission, the thrilling date through the aquarium with Prisci. He described their whirlwind date in detail, his voice filled with an infectious enthusiasm as he recounted the ice skating, the romantic movie, the stargazing, and the ice cream beneath the moonlight. As Noah listened, a smile spread across his face. He couldn''t help but feel happy for his friend. Arthur, with his charm and enthusiasm, had managed to turn a mundane mission into an extraordinary adventure. "So," Arthur concluded, his voice tinged with excitement, "I asked her out. Officially. And she said yes!" The bartender ced their drinks on the table, two frosty sses filled with clear liquid. Noah raised his ss in a toast. "To a sessful mission," he said, "and to unexpected connections." Arthur clinked his ss against Noah''s. "To serendipity," he countered, taking a long swig of his vodka. They settled into afortable silence, savoring their drinks as Noah recounted his own day ¨C the tense encounter with Lilith on the airship, the tentative steps towards understanding, and the lingering hope for a future that wasn''t defined solely by conflict. As the night wore on, the bar grew livelier, the smooth jazz reced by a mellow mix of acoustic tunes. Arthur and Noah continued their conversation. As the conversation flowed and the vodka warmed their bellies, a sense of camaraderie settled between Arthur and Noah. Needing a breath of fresh air and a break from the dimly lit bar, Arthur suggested they head outside. The balcony, essible through a sleek ss door, offered a stark contrast to the intimate ambiance inside. Stepping out, they were greeted by the cool night air, a wee reprieve from the warmth of the bar. The city lights stretched before them, a dazzling tapestry of twinkling stars and neon signs. The balcony itself was a modern marvel, designed for both rxation and style. ck metal railings with geometric cutouts provided a sense of safety without obstructing the view. Comfortable lounge chairs in a deep charcoal grey were arranged in conversation nooks, each illuminated by sleek halogenmps that cast a warm glow on the surrounding space. A low wall served as a barrier between the bustling street below and the secluded balcony haven. Ivy, strategically nted in climbing containers, cascaded down the wall, creating a touch of nature amidst the urbanndscape. The scent of the ivy mingled with the faint aroma of cigar smoke from a nearby rooftop, adding an unexpectedyer of intrigue to the night air. As they leaned against the railing, side by side, the city lights seemed to dance and shimmer around them. Distantughter and the rhythmic thrum of music from a nearby club created a low hum that pulsed through the night. Arthur took a long sip of his vodka, the ice clinking against the ss. "This view," he began, his voiceced with a hint of awe, "never gets old." Noah nodded, his gaze sweeping across the cityscape. "No, it doesn''t. It''s a reminder of everything that''s out there, beyond the walls of this academy." Afortable silence settled between them, a quiet intimacy that needed no words. They stood there, two friends on a modern balcony, bathed in the neon glow of the city, sharing a moment of peace amidst the chaos of their lives. The city lights, a million tiny diamonds scattered across the inky canvas, held Arthur and Noah captive for a moment longer. The conversation flowed easily now, fueled by the vodka and thefortable camaraderie that settled between them. Deciding they needed another round, they stepped back inside the bar. The air, thick with cigar smoke and the murmur of conversation, felt almostforting. Arthur, catching the bartender''s eye, signaled for two more drinks. This time, they opted for something a little less potent ¨C a ssic whiskey sour for Arthur and a cranberry vodka for Noah. As they settled back into their booth, Arthur surprised Noah by reaching into his pocket and pulling out a pack of cigarettes. A mischievous glint flickered in his blue eyes. "Care to indulge in a vice, Starrider?" he asked, a yful smirk gracing his lips. Noah hesitated for a moment. Cigarettes weren''t exactly his thing, but the night held an air of carefree rebellion, and he found himself nodding in agreement. Arthur, ever the charmer, lit one for Noah before taking a long drag from his own. The smoke curled into the air, carrying with it the scent of toasted tobo and a hint of forbidden pleasure. Noah took a tentative puff, surprised by the sharp vor that tickled his throat. Arthur, meanwhile, puffed away with practiced ease, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Not bad for a first try, brother," Arthur teased, exhaling a plume of smoke that danced in the dim light. It was a quite a sight to see a noble knight smoking. Meanwhile, Noah coughed lightly, a smile tugging at his lips. "Not sure I''ll be making a habit of it," he admitted, "but for tonight, it feels strangely¡­fitting." They continued their conversation, their voices punctuated by the clinking of ice cubes and the asional cough from Noah. The cigarettes, a shared indulgence in a world that often felt too serious, served as a bridge between them, a silent acknowledgement of the vulnerability thaty beneath their bravado. As the night deepened and the bar slowly emptied, a sense of mncholy tinged their conversation. They knew that the challenges of their academy life awaited them, the ever-present conflict between their factions a constant reminder of theplexities of their world. But even as they acknowledged the darkness thaty ahead, there was a newfound spark of hope in their eyes. Their friendship, forged in the crucible of shared experiences and unexpected connections, offered a beacon of light in the storm. With a final drag on their cigarettes, they stubbed them out in the ashtray, the glowing embers mirroring the embers of warmth that burned in their hearts. The balcony, bathed in the cool night air, awaited them, a ce to share a final toast to their bond, to the extraordinary night, and to the uncertain future they would face together. Stepping back out onto the balcony, the cool night air washed over them, carrying away the lingering scent of smoke. The city lights still twinkled, but seemed to hold a different meaning now. They weren''t just a distraction; they were a reflection of the vast world beyond the academy walls, a world where their choices would have consequences, a world where their friendship might be tested. Arthur leaned against the railing, his gaze fixed on the distant cityscape. "You know," he began, his voice low and thoughtful, "tonight wasn''t what I expected." Noah took a sip of his cranberry vodka, the tartness cutting through the sweetness of the earlier drinks. "Me neither," he admitted. "But in a good way, right?" Arthur chuckled, a hint of self-deprecation in his voice. "Definitely in a good way. I mean, who knew a mission outside could lead to such an¡­interesting date?" Noah grinned. He could understand Arthur''s feelings as he could rte. They fell silent for a moment, each lost in his own thoughts. The night, once filled with the excitement of unexpected adventures, now held a touch of introspection. Chapter 143: Spa Day The morning sun cast a golden glow on the bustling city streets as Prisci, with a determined glint in her eyes, led her friends towards a haven of serenity ¨C the Azure Lotus Spa. Gone were the honking horns and frantic pace of the city center. As they turned a corner, a sense of calm washed over them. Lush green trees lining the street whispered secrets in the gentle breeze, and the air carried the faint, sweet scent of blooming jasmine. A majestic archway marked the entrance to the spa. It was crafted from smooth, honey-colored marble, adorned with intricate floral carvings that seemed to dance in the sunlight. Stepping through the archway felt like stepping into another world. The spa itself was a sprawlingplex that blended modern elegance with a touch of Eastern serenity. Gleaming ss walls offered glimpses of a serene, Zen-inspired gardenplete with koi ponds and trickling waterfalls. Polished stone walkways meandered through the lush greenery, leading to various treatment rooms and rxation areas. Pushing open the heavy oak doors, they were greeted by a warm, weing atmosphere. The air was infused with the calming scent ofvender and lemongrass, sending a wave of rxation through their tired bodies. Crystal chandeliers bathed the lobby in a soft, diffused light, and plush armchairs beckoned them to sink in and unwind. A gentle water feature trickled softly in the corner, its soothing sound a counterpoint to the hushed murmurs of patrons and the calming melody ying in the background. A friendly receptionist, adorned in a simple white robe, greeted them with a warm smile, her calm demeanor instantly putting them at ease. Prisci, ever the organizer, had already nned their day. Massages, facials, and a soak in the mineral-rich hot spring awaited them. As they explored the spa, their initial apprehension (Lilith, in particr, seemed skeptical) melted away, reced by a sense of anticipation. The Azure Lotus Spa promised not just pampering, but a chance to escape the pressures of their everyday lives, a chance to rx, rejuvenate, and reconnect with themselves and their friends. The initial awe of the Azure Lotus Spa slowly gave way to yful teasing as Prisci, brimming with excitement, began outlining the day''s treatments. "Alright,dies! We''ve got a full day of pampering ahead. First up, massages!" she dered, her voice bouncing off the polished marble floor. "Ilya, knowing your love for adventure, you''re getting the deep tissue massage. It''ll work out all those knots from your¡­aerial escapades, shall we say?" Ilya with a mischievous glint in her eyes, rolled her own in mock offense. "Hey, those aerial escapades keep this city safe! But a deep tissue massage sounds heavenly. Just no promises I won''t fall asleep halfway through." Prisci winked. "Sleep is encouraged, my friend. Now, Lilith," she continued, turning towards the ever-stoic girl, "you, my dear, are getting a rejuvenating facial. All that studyind takes a toll on the skin, you know." A flicker of surprise crossed Lilith''s emotionless face. Facials weren''t exactly her forte, but the promise of rxation held a certain appeal, even if she wouldn''t admit it out loud. She simply nodded curtly, leaving the rest of the nning to Prisci. "And for me," Prisci announced with a flourish, "the ultimate rxation package! Full body massage, a seaweed wrap, and a scalp treatment. By the end of the day, I''ll be glowing like a goddess!" The other girls exchanged amused nces. Prisci''s enthusiasm was infectious, and even Lilith couldn''t help but crack a slight smile at her best friend''s dramatics. Following the receptionist''s gentle guidance, they were led to their respective treatment rooms. Each room was a haven of tranquility, designed to soothe both body and mind. Dim lighting, calming music, and the scent of essential oils created an atmosphere of pure indulgence. As they surrendered to the skilled hands of the masseuses, the stresses of the previous day began to melt away. Muscle tension eased, anxieties faded, and a sense of deep rxation settled over them. The spa treatments weren''t just about physical pampering; they were a journey of rediscovery, a chance to reconnect with themselves after a whirlwind of academy life and its constant challenges. After their massages, they reconvened in amunal rxation area, a haven of plush cushioned benches and chaise lounges nestled amongst potted orchids and cascading greenery. A selection of herbal teas and healthy snacks awaited them, the perfect apaniment to their post-treatment bliss. The girls found themselves wrapped in fluffy white robes, their faces glowing from the facials, their bodies feeling rejuvenated. For a stolen moment, the weight of their duties seemed to lift. Laughter filled the air as they shared stories, exchanged lighthearted gossip, and simply enjoyed each other''spany. Even Lilith, usually guarded and reserved, seemed to shed ayer of her stoicism, engaging in conversation with a newfound ease. Theirughter trailed off as a pair of attendants ushered them towards a hidden door at the back of the rxation area. A hush fell over them as the door slid open, revealing a hidden oasis bathed in soft, natural light. The mineral-rich hot spring, the centerpiece of this secluded haven, shimmered like a pool of liquid gold. Steam rose from its surface, carrying with it the scent of calming minerals and exotic flowers. Lush greenery draped from the surrounding walls, creating an illusion of a hidden grotto deep within a tropical paradise. Prisci, the impulsive one, squealed with delight and was the first to shed her robe, diving into the warm water with a joyous ssh. Ilya followed close behind, her earlier teasing reced by genuine excitement. Even Lilith, hesitant at first, found herself drawn to the inviting warmth. Slowly, she peeled off her robe, revealing a ck swimsuit that seemed almost alien against the backdrop of fluffy white towels. As they sank into the steaming water, a symphony of contented sighs filled the air. The stresses of their academy life, the weight of their destinies ¨C for a moment, it all seemed to fade away. They basked in the warmth, letting the soothing mineral water work its magic on their tired muscles. Conversation flowed easily, punctuated by yful sshes and bursts ofughter. They exchanged childhood stories, dreams for the future, and whispered secrets they wouldn''t dare share within the walls of the academy. The hot spring, a cauldron of shared experiences, seemed to break down the barriers between them. Prisci, like a social butterfly, regaled them with tales of hertest escapade, a daring rooftop chase after a mischievous imp. Ilya, emboldened by the rxed atmosphere, confessed her secret passion forposing whimsical poems. Even Lilith, her usual stoicism breached by the warmth and camaraderie, shared a surprising anecdote about a time she found sce tending to a wounded sparrow. As the afternoon sun began its descent, casting long shadows across the pool, a sense offortable silence settled over them. They simply sat, enjoying the tranquility of the moment, their bond strengthened by the shared experience. Reluctantly, they eventually emerged from the hot spring, the cool air sending goosebumps prickling across their skin. Towels were wrapped around them, and they were led to a nearby room where a selection of herbal teas and light refreshments awaited. As they sipped their tea, a sense of contentment washed over them. The spa day, initially conceived as a frivolous indulgence, had be something more. It had been a journey of rxation, rejuvenation, and most importantly, friendship. They had shed some of the burdens they carried, allowing themselves a moment of vulnerability and connection. Exhausted but exhrated from their spa day, the girls found themselves drawn to a charming restaurant nestled on a quiet side street. A wrought-iron sign adorned with a whimsical depiction of a dancing noodle dered it "The Wandering Wok." Stepping inside, they were greeted by a warm, inviting atmosphere. Soft jazz music yed in the background, its melody weaving seamlessly with the gentle tter of dishes and the animated murmur of conversation from other patrons. The decor was a delightful blend of East and West, with exposed brick walls adorned with Asian-inspired tapestries and papernterns casting a warm glow over the wooden tables. They were quickly seated at afortable corner booth, the worn leather seats whispering promises of countless meals enjoyed and stories shared. Prisci, ever the culinary adventurer, eagerly grabbed the menu, her eyes scanning the options with excitement. The menu itself was a delightful mix of traditional Eastern dishes reimagined with fresh, local ingredients. "Alright,dies," Prisci dered, a yful glint in her eyes. "Time to fuel our post-spa glow! How does a culinary journey sound?" Ilya chimed in first. "Sounds good, but I''m starving! How about we start with some appetizers? I saw they have spicy edamame and crispy spring rolls. Perfect for sharing." Prisci grinned. "Excellent choice! And for the main course? I''m torn between the Szechuan eggnt with crispy tofu and the sesame ginger salmon. Decisions, decisions!" Lilith, usually quiet when it came to food choices, surprised them all. "The Pad Thai here is excellent," she offered in a low voice. "They make it with a delicious peanut sauce." The girls spent the next few minutes immersed in the menu, their conversation a symphony of "oohs" and "aahs" as they debated the merits of various dishes. Eventually, they decided on a smorgasbord of culinary delights. For appetizers, the spicy edamame arrived first, the vibrant green pods flecked with red pepper kes, a perfect blend of heat and savory goodness. The crispy spring rolls, golden brown and filled with a delightfulbination of vegetables and minced pork, disappeared in a flurry of happy munching. For the main course, Prisci opted for the Szechuan eggnt, a vegetarian marvel featuring tender eggnt bathed in a spicy, vorful sauce. Ilya''s eyes lit up with every bite of her sesame ginger salmon, the perfectly cooked fishplemented by the sweet and savory sauce. Lilith, true to her word, savored her Pad Thai, the thin rice noodles coated in a rich peanut sauce and topped with fresh bean sprouts and crunchy peanuts. Every bite was an explosion of vor, a testament to the chef''s skill and the use of fresh, high-quality ingredients. The conversation flowed easily as they enjoyed their meal, theirughter echoing through the cozy restaurant. They talked about everything and nothing, their worries momentarily forgotten as they reveled in the simple pleasure of good food and goodpany. By the time they finished their meal, their bellies were full, and a contented sigh escaped their lips. As they stepped back outside onto the bustling street, the city lights seemed to twinkle a little brighter. Chapter 144: Arcade Prisci, her energy seemingly boundless after the spa day, bounced on the balls of her feet as they exited the restaurant. "Alright,dies," she dered, a mischievous glint in her eyes, "who''s up for some arcade mayhem?" Ilya, a grin spreading across her freckled face, was the first to respond. "Arcade? You had me at ''mayhem''! Count me in!" Lilith, however, remained silent, her expression unchanging. Arcades, with their shing lights and cacophony of sounds, were anathema to her. Thest thing she wanted was to be surrounded by a boisterous crowd, her focus shattered by the incessant beeps and blips of video games. Sensing Lilith''s hesitation, Prisci nudged her yfully. "Come on, Lilith," she coaxed. "Lighten up a bit! It''ll be fun. Besides, you need to work on yourpetitive spirit." Lilith crossed her arms, a small frown creasing her brow. "I have a perfectly adequatepetitive spirit," she retorted, her voiceced with a hint of defensiveness. Prisci''s smile remained undeterred. "Of course you do," she conceded, her voice dripping with mock seriousness. "But imagine the bragging rights if you beat me at a fighting game!" Ilya, sensing an opportunity to tease Lilith further, chimed in. "Yeah, Lilith! How about a dance battle game? Winner gets to pick the next movie night snack!" The thought of being subjected to Ilya''s questionable taste in movie snacks (gummy worms, anyone?) made Lilith hesitate for a moment. But then, a flicker of something that might have been amusement crossed her face. Perhaps, just this once, a little arcade chaos wouldn''t hurt. With a sigh that could have been mistaken for a reluctant agreement, Lilith finally nodded. "Fine," she conceded. "But don''t expect me to go easy on you." A cheer erupted from Prisci and Ilya. Their mission to drag Lilith out of herfort zone had been a sess. As they strolled down the street, the girls bickered yfully about which arcade to visit, theirughter echoing through the night, a testament to the powerful bond they shared. Even Lilith, a reluctant participant at first, couldn''t help but be swept up in their infectious enthusiasm. The night, it seemed, held more surprises than just a rxing spa day and a delicious meal. Stepping through the automatic doors, the girls were assaulted by a vibrant assault on the senses. The air crackled with the electric energy of a thousand shing lights, a kaleidoscope of neon hues reflecting off rows of gleaming arcade cabs. The din was a cacophony of digitized sound effects, booming bass lines from rhythm games, and the joyous shouts of triumphant yers. The air itself seemed to vibrate with a barely contained energy. Giant holographic disys pulsed with thetest game trailers, showcasing fantastical creatures and heart-pounding action sequences. Rows of ssic arcade cabs, emzoned with iconic characters, stood shoulder-to-shoulder with their modern counterparts, sleek and futuristic in their design. Prize machines overflowed with an assortment of plush toys, figurines, and other enticing knick-knacks, their blinking lights beckoning yers with the promise of instant gratification. A concession stand at the back of the arcade offered a tempting selection of sugary treats and salty snacks, the perfect fuel for an afternoon of pixted mayhem. The sheer volume and variety of stimuli could be overwhelming, but for Prisci and Ilya, it was a familiar and wee assault. Their eyes darted from game to game, their fingers twitching with anticipation. Even Lilith, usually stoic and reserved, couldn''t entirely resist the infectious energy of the ce. A faint echo of the amusement she felt during her date with Noah flickered across her face ¨C a fleeting memory she quickly pushed down, focusing on the shing lights and cacophony of sound. Following Prisci and Ilya deeper into the arcade, the trio dove headfirst into the world of digital challenges. Prisci, a natural show-off, dominated the first few games. Her reflexes were lightning-fast, her hand-eye coordination wless. Whether it was racing games where she drifted virtual cars through hair-pin turns or ssic fighting games where she unleashed devastatingbos, she emerged victorious, leaving a trail of groans and yful insults from Ilya. Lilith, initially hesitant, started with simpler games ¨C a lighthearted whack-a-mole where she surprised herself with her lightning-fast reflexes, and a colorful puzzle game where her methodical approach proved surprisingly effective. But as Prisci''s taunts grew more yful, apetitive fire flickered in Lilith''s eyes. She approached a fighting game, one where two warriors shed in a fantastical realm of swirling magic and shing steel. Selecting a character known for her swift, precise strikes, Lilith locked eyes with Prisci across the cab. The yful banter ceased, reced by a focused intensity in both their gazes. The game began, a blur of shing lights and button mashing. Prisci, used to overpowering her opponents with brute force, found herself on the defensive against Lilith''s calcted attacks. Lilith, drawing on her years of martial arts training, countered Prisci''s aggression with a series of well-timed blocks and lightning-fast counter-attacks. The crowd around them began to gather, drawn to the unexpected intensity of the duel. The final round was a nail-biter. Both characters were on the brink of defeat, their energy bars pulsating red. Prisci, fueled by a desire to reim her dominance, unleashed a flurry of attacks. But Lilith, anticipating the move, countered with a perfectly timed maneuver, sending Prisci''s character flying. A gasp of surprise escaped Prisci''s lips as the victory screen shed, dering Lilith the winner. A stunned silence descended upon the crowd. Then, as if on cue, a cheer erupted. Ilya, ever the enthusiastic one, jumped up and down, pping her hands wildly. ''''Hail Lilith!" Even the other yers, impressed by the unexpected disy of skill, joined in the apuse. A smirk tugged at the corner of Lilith''s lips, a small flicker of satisfaction recing her initial stoicism. Fueled by the adrenaline rush of their epic fighting game showdown, the girls continued their arcade assault. Ilya, emboldened by Lilith''s unexpected victory, challenged Prisci to a racing game. Prisci, ever thepetitive one, scoffed, "Is that the best you''ve got, Ilya? Prepare to eat my dust!" They settled into sleek racing chairs, gripping the steering wheels with an intensity that belied the cartoonish nature of the game. The virtual cars roared to life on the screen, speeding down a fantastical track filled with loop-the-loops and hair-pin turns. Ilya, surprisingly adept at navigating the track''s twists and turns, managed to hold her own against Prisci''s aggressive driving style. The cheers and groans of the small crowd that had gathered around them only added to the excitement. In the end, it was a photo finish, with Ilya narrowly edging out Prisci by a hair''s breadth. Prisci, a good sport despite the loss, yfully punched Ilya on the arm, muttering about "beginner''s luck." As the night wore on, they tackled a variety of games ¨C a ssic side-scrolling beat ''em up where they teamed up to take down pixted viins, a frantic game of air hockey that devolved into friendly shoving matches, and even a w machine where, after numerous failed attempts, they managed to snag a giant fluffy panda (courtesy of Lilith''s surprisingly precise w control). Finally, they reached thest game ¨C a popr dance battle game featuring holographic avatars that mimicked the yer''s moves. Prisci, determined to redeem herself after the racing game loss, puffed out her chest. "This, my friends, is where I reim my glory!" Ilya rolled her eyes yfully. "We''ll see about that, Prisci. Remember, rhythm is key!" Lilith, for the first time all night, seemed genuinely apprehensive. Dancing wasn''t exactly her forte. But seeing the yful fire in her friends'' eyes, she decided to give it a shot. They chose their songs, a mix of pop hits and cheesy ssics, and readied themselves for the dance-off. The music started, and the holographic avatars came to life. Prisci, with surprising grace, mirrored the on-screen moves, her body moving in sync with the music. Ilya, her limbs iling with wild abandon, made up for herck of precision with sheer enthusiasm. Even Lilith, stiff at first, found herself loosening up, her movements bing more fluid as the music progressed. Theughter was infectious. They stumbled, they missed steps, but they didn''t care. The joy of thepetition, the camaraderie shared, was far more important than a perfect score. In the end, the winner wasn''t dered. They were all winners, united by their shared experience, their faces flushed, their bodies aching fromughter, their hearts full of the unexpected joy of a night spent at the arcade. As the final notes of their dance battle faded, the girls stumbled out of the arcade, blinking in the sudden real-world light. Their pockets were lighter, their armsden with prize bags filled with fluffy pandas and stic keychains, but most importantly, their hearts were brimming with a newfound sense of connection. "It was an absolute st! I thoroughly enjoy these moments with my friends, and it feels like it''s been ages," Prisci eximed, her face beaming with a smile. Ilya seemed to mirror her sentiment. "Count me in too," replied Ilya. Lilith, whockedpanionship, nodded in agreement. "I also find immense joy in these experiences," Lilith chimed in. The two paused, their eyes meeting before breaking into simultaneous smiles. "Then it was truly worthwhile," they dered in perfect harmony. Chapter 145: Monopoly Game Suddenly, Prisci surprised her friends with a sudden announcement. "You know what would be the perfect ending to this amazing night?" she dered, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "A sleepover at my family''s vi!" Ilya and Lilith exchanged surprised nces. A sleepover wasn''t exactly what they had expected, but the exhaustion from ying around since the morning made the idea strangely appealing. Besides, the prospect of escaping the cramped dorms of the academy for a night of luxury held a certain undeniable allure. "Your family''s vi?" Ilya echoed, a spark of curiosity in her voice. "I didn''t even know you had one." "Well, now you do!" Prisci replied with a triumphant grin. "It''s not too far from here, and trust me, it''s the perfect ce to unwind." A quick cab rideter, they found themselves pulling up to a sight that left even the stoic Lilith speechless. Nestled amidst lush greenery, bathed in the soft glow of moonlight, stood a magnificent vi that seemed to have sprung from the pages of a fairytale. The sprawling mansion was a ssic Mediterranean-style building, its white sto walls adorned with climbing bougainvillea flowers in a riot of vibrant colors. A terracotta roof tile gleamed under the moon, and arched windows hinted at the elegant rooms within. A grand entranceway, nked by meticulously manicured hedges, led to a wide, sweeping driveway where their taxi came to a stop. As they stepped out of the cab, the air carried the sweet scent of jasmine and citrus trees, a far cry from the bustling city streets they had just left. A gentle breeze rustled through the leaves of palm trees swaying gracefully in the night air. The vi itself wasn''t just aesthetically pleasing; it exuded an aura of warmth and history. Arge, inviting balcony overlooked a sprawling garden, bathed in soft moonlight. In the distance, the city lights twinkled like scattered diamonds, offering a breathtaking contrast to the tranquil oasis that surrounded them. Prisci, practically buzzing with excitement, grabbed their bags and led them towards the grand entrance. As they crossed the threshold, a sense of luxuriousfort washed over them. The foyer was a marvel of polished marble floors and ornately framed paintings depicting scenes of idylldscapes. A grand staircase, its steps carpeted in plush crimson velvet, swept upwards, hinting at the wonders that awaited them within. Stepping out of the bustling city into the serene embrace of Prisci''s family vi, the girls immediately felt the tension melt away. Exhaustion lingered in their limbs, but it was pleasantly overshadowed by the anticipation of a luxurious sleepover. Prisci, ever the gracious host, ushered them towards a grand staircase. "First things first," she dered, "baths! You all must be filthy after our arcade adventures. Then, the amazing staff here will whip us up a feast fit for royalty." As they ascended the plush carpeted stairs, a sense of pampering anticipation filled the air. The vi''s opulence didn''t feel ostentatious, but rather like a warm hug weing them in. Each bedroom boasted its own en suite bathroom, an unfamiliar luxury for the academy dorm residents. The bathrooms themselves were havens of marble and gleaming chrome. Deep soaking tubs beckoned, promising to erase the aches and pains of the day. Luxurious bath salts and fragrant essential oils promised a spa-like experience. Taking turns, the girls indulged in their individual baths. The hot water soothed their tired muscles, the fragrant steam clearing thest vestiges of the arcade chaos. Lilith, unustomed to such extravagance, initially felt self-conscious, but quickly sumbed to the sheer pleasure of it all. The solitude of the bath allowed them to reflect on the day''s events, a whirlwind of spa treatments, delicious food, and unexpected arcade battles. Meanwhile, downstairs, the sounds of pots and pans nging drifted up, a symphony of culinary activity. The maids, alerted by Prisci''s call, were busy preparing a feast. The aroma of exotic spices and fresh herbs wafted through the vi, further whetting their appetites. By the time everyone had emerged from their baths, revitalized and refreshed, a beautifullyid table awaited them in a spacious dining room. Crystal sses sparkled under the soft glow of chandeliers, and a centerpiece of fresh flowers added a touch of elegance. The maids, with practiced efficiency, served them a delicious dinner that showcased a delectable blend offort food and gourmet delights. Laughter filled the air as they recounted their favorite moments from the day, the stories growing more animated and exaggerated with each retelling. Theirughter still echoing from the dinner table, Prisci with her yful and charming personality bounced in her seat, her eyes sparkling with a mischievous glint. "Alright,dies," she dered, a yful lilt in her voice, "how about we kick off this epic sleepover with a ssic battle of wits and ruthless real estate domination? Monopoly, anyone?" Ilya, a grin spreading across her freckled face, was the first to respond. "Monopoly? You had me at ''domination''! Just a heads-up, though, I''m notorious for being a ruthless negotiator. Prepare to lose your precious hotels, Prisci!" Lilith, a flicker of amusement crossing her usually stoic features, raised an eyebrow. "Monopoly, huh? Not exactly my idea of a thrilling adventure, but I suppose I can be persuaded." A hint ofpetitiveness peeked through her words, a subtle shift from her usual reserved demeanor. Prisci, sensing a yful challenge, pumped her fist in the air. "Excellent! We''ll make this Monopoly night one for the history books. Winner gets to choose the movie for tomorrow night''s inevitable movie marathon!" A chorus of yful groans and excited chatter filled the room as the girls cleared the dinner table. Arge coffee table in the center of the luxurious living room was transformed into their Monopoly battleground. The ornately decorated mahogany table, usually reserved for formal asions, now held a different kind of treasure ¨C the iconic Monopoly board with its brightly colored streets and coveted properties. Prisci, with the self-proimed title of "Monopoly Maestro," eagerly retrieved the game from a hidden cab. The familiar box, adorned with the iconic Mr. Monopoly, held the promise of hours ofughter, friendly (or perhaps not so friendly)petition, and the inevitable groans of despair whennding on Boardwalk with a poorly timed roll of the dice. As Prisci meticulously unfolded the board, a sense of yful anticipation hung in the air. Ilya, already strategizing her first move, tapped the edge of the table with a mischievous glint in her eye. Lilith, a hint ofpetitive fire flickering in her gaze, carefully sorted the game pieces, a subtle change from her usual disinterest in such games. The air crackled with anticipation as Prisci, Monopoly Maestro extraordinaire, dealt out the coveted game pieces. Ilya, ever the gambler, snatched the race car with a triumphant grin. Lilith, a hint of amusement recing her usual stoicism, opted for the sleek top hat, a silent promise of elegance and cunning. Prisci, naturally, chose the iconic thimble, a symbol of her meticulous nning and ruthless negotiation tactics. The banker''s role fell to Lilith, a role she embraced with unexpected seriousness. She meticulously counted out the starting money, a hefty stack of bills that promised hours of cutthroatpetition. The dice, a pair of gleaming white cubes, sat in the center of the board, a silent invitation to theing battle. The game began with a flurry of excitement. Ilya, fueled by her early lead, quickly snapped up Park ce and Boardwalk, her yful taunts echoing through the room. Prisci, determined not to be outdone, countered by strategically cing houses on Virginia Avenue and St. James ce, her shrewd investments promising a steady stream of rent ie. Lilith, initially cautious, surprised them both bynding on Marvin Gardens and immediately developing it with a hotel. The once-humble property became a rent-guzzling monster, catching both Ilya and Prisci off guard. As the night wore on, the yful banter escted into mock-serious negotiations and strategic alliances. Ilya, facing bankruptcy, formed a temporary truce with Lilith to block Prisci from acquiring a monopoly on the orange properties. Prisci, ever the opportunist, used the distraction to buy up the remaining railroads, their hefty rent payments giving her a significant financial advantage. The game became a masterss in strategy and calcted risk-taking. Properties were bought and sold, houses and hotels strategically ced, and bankruptcies dered with mock-tragic pronouncements. The initial lightheartedness gave way to a focused intensity, each roll of the dice holding the potential to swing the game in a new direction. Hours melted away as they battled for real estate dominance. The opulent living room, bathed in the soft glow of a firece, became a stage for their Monopoly war. The maids, discreetly observing from the shadows, couldn''t help but be entertained by the girls'' livelypetition and yful groans of defeat. Finally, after a marathon session that stretched well past midnight, only Lilith and Prisci remained. Both were down to theirst few dors, their remaining properties heavily mortgaged. The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife. A single roll of the dice could decide the entire game. Chapter 146: Fun Night The game became a masterss in strategy and calcted risk-taking. Properties were bought and sold, houses and hotels strategically ced, and bankruptcies dered with mock-tragic pronouncements. The initial lightheartedness gave way to a focused intensity, each roll of the dice holding the potential to swing the game in a new direction. Hours melted away as they battled for real estate dominance. The opulent living room, bathed in the soft glow of a firece, became a stage for their Monopoly war. The maids, discreetly observing from the shadows, couldn''t help but be entertained by the girls'' livelypetition and yful groans of defeat. Finally, after a marathon session that stretched well past midnight, only Lilith and Prisci remained. Both were down to theirst few dors, their remaining properties heavily mortgaged. The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife. A single roll of the dice could decide the entire game. With a dramatic flourish, Lilith rolled the dice. Sevens! Shended on Park ce, one of Ilya''s early acquisitions. Prisci, on the brink of victory, watched in horror as Lilith, thanks to the hefty hotel development, collected a rent payment that wiped out Prisci''s remaining cash. A wave of cheers and groans erupted. Ilya, watching from the sidelines, pumped her fist in the air, her temporary alliance with Lilith paying off unexpectedly. Lilith, a slow smile spreading across her face, looked down at the Monopoly board, a sense of aplishment washing over her. She, the quiet and reserved one, had emerged victorious in this epic battle of wits and ruthless negotiation. Prisci, a good sport despite the defeat, slumped back in her chair with a dramatic sigh. "Alright, alright," she conceded, a yful pout adorning her lips. "You win, Lilith. You are officially the Monopoly Maestro of this house. But just you wait," she added with a mischievous glint in her eye, "I''ll have my revenge next time!" The Monopoly battle had taken its toll. Exhaustion, punctuated by the asional giggle at a particrly outrageous deal or dramatic bankruptcy deration, settled over the girls. They copsed onto the plush sofas, the Monopoly board, scattered with miniature houses and hotels, a testament to their epic struggle. Prisci, the ever-energetic one, was the first to break thefortable silence. "Alright,dies," she dered, her voiceced with yful fatigue, "who''s up for some real-life painting after that brutal Monopoly war?" A groan escaped Lilith''s lips, but a hint of amusement flickered in her eyes. Even Ilya, usually a ball of boundless energy, seemed content to sink deeper into the luxurious cushions. Just then, a mischievous glint appeared in Ilya''s freckled eyes. "Actually," she interjected, a yful smile tugging at the corners of her lips, "how about we skip the easels and brushes and have a real Paint Night? Like, face paint and silly costumes kind of Paint Night?" Lilith, a surprised chuckle escaping her lips, raised an eyebrow. "Face paint? You''re kidding, right?" Ilya''s grin widened. "Why not? We''ve already conquered virtual battles and real estate domination. What''s a little face paint and silliness between friends?" Prisci, her initial lethargy reced by a spark of excitement, bounced in her seat. "Ilya, you genius! Face paint, costumes from the vi''s old dress-up trunk ¨C this could be the best Paint Night ever!" The idea, once nted, took root in their minds. The exhaustion of the Monopoly game melted away, reced by the anticipation of a new adventure. Lilith, usually hesitant to embrace anything remotely frivolous, found herself swept up in their contagious enthusiasm. A night of face paint and yful costumes, a chance to let loose and embrace the sheer silliness of it all, held an unexpected appeal. With renewed energy, they rummaged through the vi''s hidden treasures. Prisci unearthed a dusty trunk overflowing with costumes from a bygone era ¨C flowing gowns, feathered hats, and even a set of what could only be described as a knight''s armor plete with a slightly dented helmet). The face paint, a forgotten relic from a previous children''s party, offered an array of vibrant colors, promising to transform them into fantastical creatures or hrious caricatures. As they transformed themselves with vibrant colors and outrageous costumes, theughter echoed through the opulent living room. Prisci, her face adorned with a mischievous tiger design, pranced around like a jungle predator. Ilya, sporting a rainbow of colors and a flowing gown that seemed to swallow her whole, dered herself the queen of a fantastical kingdom. Even Lilith, her cheeks painted with delicate butterfly wings, found herself swept up in the yful spirit, a far cry from her usual reserved demeanor. The night devolved into a whirlwind of silliness. They posed for mock-dramatic portraits, staged impromptu fashion shows, and even attempted (with hrious results) a synchronized dance routine. The opulent surroundings of the vi, once a backdrop for their Monopoly war, now served as a stage for their yful theatrics. By the time exhaustion finally imed them, their faces ached fromughter and their bellies hurt from the sheer absurdity of it all. As they copsed onto the plush sofas, afortable silence settled over them, punctuated by the asional giggle at the memory of a particrly outrageous costume or a hriously failed dance move. Fueled by their face paint adventures, the girls decided to recharge for a mere thirty minutes before diving headfirst into their next activity. Prisci, ever the show-off, announced with a flourish, "Alright,dies! Time to put those dancing shoes on ¨C or invent some if you don''t have any ¨C because Prisci''s Karaoke Pce is about to open its doors!" Ilya, still giggling at the memory of her rainbow queen costume, shot a yful jab at Prisci. "Karaoke, huh? You sure that''s not just an excuse to belt out show tunes in your tiger face paint?" Prisci, unfazed, puffed out her chest in mock offense. "Hey, I''ll have you know I have a magnificent singing voice! But worry not, this karaoke battle will be judged fairly. The winner gets bragging rights and gets to choose the first song for tomorrow''s movie marathon!" Lilith, the quiet observer throughout most of the night, surprised them both with a hesitant smile. "I¡­ I wouldn''t mind giving it a shot. As long as there are noplicated dance moves involved." The living room, still adorned with the remnants of their face paint and costume chaos, was quickly transformed into a makeshift karaoke stage. Prisci, with the enthusiasm of a natural-born entertainer, unearthed a portable karaoke machine from the vi''s seemingly endless supply of forgotten treasures. The machine, a relic from a bygone era with a slightly dusty microphone, held the promise of hours of singing (and perhaps some questionable off-key notes). Prisci, ever resourceful, connected the machine to her phone, granting them ess to a seemingly endless library of songs. The first round began with a yful pop song, Prisci belting it out with gusto, her tiger face paint adding a touch of theatricality to her performance. Ilya, ever the free spirit, took the stage next, her rendition of a ssic rock bad delivered with surprising passion and aplete disregard for pitch. Even Lilith, initially hesitant, surprised them all by stepping up to the microphone. She chose a hauntingly beautiful folk song, her voice, soft and melodic, weaving its magic through the opulent room. Thepetition, though yful, was fierce. Each song brought out a different side of them, showcasing hidden talents and unexpected humor. They belted out pop ssics, crooned love songs, and even attempted (with hrious results) to rap to a modern hip-hop track. Theughter, punctuated by cheers and yful groans, echoed through the vi. As the night wore on, the lines betweenpetitor and audience blurred. They sang backing vocals for each other, offered (mostly constructive) criticism, and even choreographed a simple, albeit slightly clumsy, dance routine for a particrly upbeat song. Finally, with their voices hoarse fromughter and singing, they decided to call it a night. The decision of who "won" was a near-impossible one. Each of them had brought a unique energy to the stage, a testament to the versatility of their newfound friendship. In the end, they dered it a tie, theirughter a testament to the joy of the shared experience. Copsing onto the plush sofas, exhausted but exhrated, they reminisced about the night''s events, each song sparking a new memory. The opulent living room of Prisci''s family vi, once a backdrop for board game battles and face paint creations, now held the echo of theirughter and the lingering melody of their off-key renditions. As they drifted off to sleep, the promise of a movie marathon and a shared breakfast in the morning hung in the air. This weekend, filled with unexpected adventures, from Monopoly battles to karaoke showdowns, had forged a bond far stronger than they could have ever imagined. In the luxurious surroundings of Prisci''s family vi, they had discovered a different kind of magic ¨C the magic of friendship,ughter, and the joy of creating unforgettable memories, one silly activity at a time. Chapter 147: The Boys Day Off 1 Stepping through the automatic doors of "Ironhaven," Noah and Arthur were immediately assaulted by a wave of invigorating energy. The air crackled with the rhythmic thrum of techno music, punctuated by the satisfying ng of weights and the encouraging shouts of trainers. The entire space buzzed with the purposeful activity of people dedicated to self-improvement. Directly ahead, a vast expanse of gleaming weight machines stretched as far as the eye could see. Rows of barbells, dumbbells, and kettlebells gleamed under the strategically ced spotlights, each weight meticulously racked and ready for use. A dedicated cardio area pulsed with activity - treadmills whirred at various speeds, upied by runners lost in their own zones. Elliptical trainers moved with smooth, fluid motions, their upants pedaling away with determined expressions. Spin bikes, arranged in a semi-circle, hosted a high-intensity ss, the instructor barking out instructions over pulsing electronic music. Off to one side, a dedicated free weight area hummed with focused energy. Grunts of exertion mingled with the ng of metal on metal as weightlifters sculpted their bodies. Spotters stood by vigntly, ready to offer assistance and ensure safety. A dedicated squat rack, surrounded by rubberized mats, served as a battleground for those determined to build lower body strength. Beyond the free weights, a spacious yoga studio offered a serene counterpoint to the surrounding energy. Unfurled yoga matsy like inds of calm, bathed in the soft glow of natural light streaming through expansive windows. The air here held a different kind of energy ¨C one of focused breathing and mindful movement. A nce to the left revealed a bustling boxing gym. Heavy bags swung rhythmically, pummeled by fighters d in gloves and headgear. The rhythmic whoosh of punches slicing through the air mingled with the grunts of exertion and the sharp instructions of a trainer. The smell of sweat and leather hung heavy in the air, a testament to the intense workout taking ce within. The entire gym, from the gleaming equipment to the strategically ced motivational posters, exuded a sense of purpose and possibility. It was a space designed to push them to their limits, to help them sculpt their bodies and challenge their minds. Noah and Arthur, already feeling the familiar itch ofpetition, exchanged a determined nce. Today, Ironhaven would be their yground. A quick scan of the gym revealed a friendly wee center staffed by a team of energetic young people. Arthur, ever the social butterfly, approached them with a smile. "Hey there! First time at Ironhaven. Any pointers for a couple of newbies trying to get a good workout?" The staff member, a bubbly young woman with a nametag that read "Sarah," grinned. "Absolutely! Wee aboard! Have you guys used a gym much before?" Noah, the more reserved of the two, shook his head politely. "Not really. We''re looking for a good ce to start, something to build some muscle and get in shape." Sarah''s smile widened. "Perfect! Let''s get you guys set up with a basic program. We have trainers who can design personalized routines, but for starters, I can show you around the equipment and give you some pointers on proper form." Following Sarah''s enthusiastic lead, they embarked on a whirlwind tour of Ironhaven. She exined the intricacies of the weight machines, demonstrating proper technique and safety precautions. She pointed out the different cardio options, from the high-intensity interval training stations to the more leisurely treadmills and elliptical trainers. The boxing gym, she exined, offered group sses as well as personal training for those interested in learning the sweet science. By the time the tour ended, Noah and Arthur were buzzing with excitement. Sarah handed them each a small towel and a water bottle, staples of any gym warrior''s arsenal. "Alright, guys," she dered, her voice brimming with enthusiasm, "Ironhaven is your oyster! Don''t hesitate to ask for help if you need anything. And remember, we have a juice bar over there with some amazing protein shakes to refuel after your workout." With a final wave, Sarah left them to their own devices. Noah, hispetitive spirit already ignited, nced over at Arthur. "Alright, buddy," he dered, a yful smirk on his face, "let''s see who can lift the most weight. Loser buys the protein shakes!" Arthur chuckled, a hint ofpetitive fire glinting in his eyes. "You''re on. But don''t underestimate the quiet guy, Noah. Looks can be deceiving." With that, they separated, each drawn to a different section of the gym. Noah, smiled and made a beeline for the free weight area. He loaded a barbell with what he considered a respectable weight and began a series of bicep curls, determined to impress (or perhaps intimidate) Arthur. Arthur, on the other hand, gravitated towards the weight machines, starting with a lower weight and focusing on proper form and controlled repetitions. Despite their initial bravado, a sense of camaraderie hung in the air. Every so often, their eyes would meet across the gym, a silent challenge and a shared sense of determination passing between them. Ironhaven, with its gleaming equipment and invigorating energy, had be their battlefield, a ce to push their limits and test their strength, both physical and mental. The day stretched before them, filled with the promise of challenging workouts, newfound muscles, and perhaps, a post-workout protein shake courtesy of the loser. Five hours melted away in a blur of exertion and camaraderie. Noah and Arthur, fueled by their initialpetitive spirit, pushed each other to their limits. Noah, his initial bravado tempered by a newfound respect for Arthur''s quiet determination, focused on controlled movements and proper form. Arthur, surprised by Noah''s hidden reserves of strength, discovered apetitive edge he hadn''t known he possessed. Ironhaven, with its relentless energy, became a crucible, forging a newyer of respect and understanding between them. By the time they finally emerged from the gym, the afternoon sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows across the bustling city streets. Their bodies ached pleasantly, muscles screaming for a well-deserved rest. Sweat clung to their skin in a testament to their strenuous workout. Yet, a sense of satisfaction and aplishment radiated from them. They retreated to a private changing area, indulging in refreshing showers that washed away the remnants of their exertions. Stepping out, invigorated and refreshed, they exchanged weary grins. Afortable silence settled between them, a silent acknowledgment of the shared experience that had brought them closer. Their rumbling stomachs, however, demanded attention. "Lunch?" Noah asked, his voice hoarse but his eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief. Arthur chuckled. "Sounds perfect. My treat, as long as you don''t order a protein shake the size of your head." Noah feigned offense, but a smile tugged at the corners of his lips. Leaving Ironhaven behind, they ventured out into the city, their steps lighter despite their aching muscles. They found a cozy restaurant tucked away on a side street, its inviting aroma promising a delicious reward for their hard work. Sinking intofortable booths, they perused the menu, their appetites sharpened by their gym session. The restaurant boasted a menu filled with healthy yet delectable options, a perfect post-workout reward. Arthur, ever the health nut, opted for a grilled salmon sd, the vibrant colors and fresh ingredients a feast for the eyes. Noah, swayed by the aroma wafting from the kitchen, couldn''t resist a juicy burger with a side of sweet potato fries. Theirughter, as they discussed their workout triumphs and failures, filled the air, drawing curious nces from other patrons. As they devoured their meals, a sense of contentment washed over them. The day, initially fueled by a desire for exercise, had blossomed into something more. They had discovered a shared passion for fitness, a newfound respect for each other''s strengths, and the simple joy of camaraderie forged in the sweat-soaked halls of Ironhaven. Their bellies full and their spirits high, they knew the day wasn''t over yet. What new adventure awaited them? Perhaps a game of pool at a local bar, a movie marathon fueled by popcorn andughter, or maybe something entirely unexpected. With a shared nce, a silent question passed between them, the promise of further adventures hanging heavy in the air. This day, dedicated to pushing their limits and strengthening their bond, was just the beginning. Satiated and invigorated by their delicious lunch, Noah and Arthur stepped back out onto the bustling street. The afternoon sun cast long shadows, painting the city in a warm, golden glow. Their bodies still buzzed with the after-effects of their intense workout, a pleasant ache that spoke of muscles pushed and limits tested. "So," Noah began, a yful glint in his eyes, "ready for some dessert to counteract all those healthy choices we just made?" Arthur chuckled, a hint of amusement dancing in his gaze. "Always up for a challenge, Noah. But let''s not overdo it, alright? We don''t want to negate all that hard work at Ironhaven." A mischievous grin spread across Noah''s face. "Don''t worry, buddy. I know just the ce. A little local gem that offers the perfect bnce ¨C delicious ice cream without the sugar overload." Intrigued, Arthur followed Noah''s lead as they navigated the bustling sidewalks. They steered clear of therge, shy chain stores, opting instead for a charming little shop tucked away on a side street. A hand-painted sign adorned with a whimsical ice cream cone proudly proimed it to be "Ollie''s Old-Fashioned Ice Cream." Chapter 148: The Boys Day Off 2 Satiated and invigorated by their delicious lunch, Noah and Arthur stepped back out onto the bustling street. The afternoon sun cast long shadows, painting the city in a warm, golden glow. Their bodies still buzzed with the after-effects of their intense workout, a pleasant ache that spoke of muscles pushed and limits tested. "So," Noah began, a yful glint in his eyes, "ready for some dessert to counteract all those healthy choices we just made?" Arthur chuckled, a hint of amusement dancing in his gaze. "Always up for a challenge, Noah. But let''s not overdo it, alright? We don''t want to negate all that hard work at Ironhaven." A mischievous grin spread across Noah''s face. "Don''t worry, buddy. I know just the ce. A little local gem that offers the perfect bnce ¨C delicious ice cream without the sugar overload." Intrigued, Arthur followed Noah''s lead as they navigated the bustling sidewalks. They steered clear of therge, shy chain stores, opting instead for a charming little shop tucked away on a side street. A hand-painted sign adorned with a whimsical ice cream cone proudly proimed it to be "Ollie''s Old-Fashioned Ice Cream." The moment they stepped inside, a wave of nostalgia and sugary sweetness washed over them. The air hung heavy with the aroma of freshly churned ice cream, a symphony of vani, chocte, and a myriad of other enticing vors. ss jars overflowing with vibrantly colored sprinkles and candied toppings lined the counter, adding a touch of childish delight to the atmosphere. Behind the counter stood a kindly old man with a shock of white hair and a twinkle in his eye. He wore a pristine white apron adorned with colorful ice cream cone designs, and a wide smile greeted them as they entered. "Wee, boys! Looking for a sweet treat to end your day?" his voice boomed, a warm and weing sound. "Absolutely," Noah replied, his enthusiasm bordering on infectious. "We''re celebrating a sessful workout, and what better way to celebrate than with some delicious ice cream?" Arthur, a hint of amusement flickering across his face, added, "But be warned, Noah. I''m not going for anything too crazy." Ollie chuckled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Don''t worry, young man. We have something for everyone here. ssic vors, adventurous concoctions, and everything in between. What can I tempt you with?" Thus began a delightful dance of indecision. They ogled at the overflowing tubs of ice cream, each scoops a vibrant testament to its vor. Chocte chip cookie dough taunted them with its promise of rich chocte and gooey dough chunks. Strawberry swirl beckoned with its refreshing sweetness. Even a more adventurous option,vender honey, piqued their curiosity. With Ollie''s patient guidance, they finally made their choices. Noah, ever the adventurous one, opted for a scoop of cookies and cream and a scoop of the intriguingvender honey. Arthur, ever the pragmatist, chose a ssic ¨C a single scoop of rich and creamy vani bean. Ollie, with a practiced hand, dished out their scoops, each one a perfect mound of frozen delight. They settled onto stools at a small counter, their ice cream cradles nestled in old-fashioned metal bowls. The first bite sent a wave of pure satisfaction through them. Noah''s cookies and cream was a symphony of textures ¨C the smooth ice cream punctuated by the crunch of chocte cookies. Thevender honey offered a surprising delight ¨C the floral notes of thevender perfectlyplemented the sweetness of the honey. Arthur''s vani bean was pure, unadulterated bliss ¨C rich, creamy, and bursting with the essence of the vani bean. As they savored their ice cream, afortable silence settled between them. The only sound was the clinking of spoons against the metal bowls and the contented sighs of pure satisfaction. The day, filled with exertion, camaraderie, and now a touch of sugary indulgence, had brought them closer. They had pushed each other to their limits at the gym and shared a delicious and healthy meal, and now, they were simply enjoying each other''spany, a bond strengthened by the simple act of sharing a sweet treat. With their ice cream bowls emptied and a sense of contentment washing over them, they knew their day of adventure was far from over. What new experience awaited them? Perhaps a game of pool at a local bar, a movie marathon fueled by popcorn andughter, or maybe something entirely unexpected. The possibilities, like the vors at Ollie''s Old-Fashioned Ice Cream, were endless. With a shared nce, a silent question passed between them, the promise of further adventures hanging heavy in the air. The sweet taste of ice cream lingered on their tongues as they stepped back out onto the sun-drenched street. A cool breeze ruffled their hair, carrying with it the faint strains of music from a nearby cafe. Their bellies were full and spirits high, they were ready for the next adventure. "So," Noah began, wiping a stray bit of ice cream from his chin, "what do you say we hit the shops? I''m feeling a little¡­ underdressed for what I have nned tonight." Arthur raised an eyebrow in amusement. "Underdressed, huh? What exactly do you have in mind?" A mischievous grin spread across Noah''s face, but his lips remained sealed. He simply winked and said, "Let''s just say it''s an event that requires a little more¡­ sophistication than gym clothes and ice cream-stained t-shirts." Intrigued by the cryptic message and the yful glint in Noah''s eyes, Arthur readily agreed. They navigated the bustling streets, weaving through crowds of shoppers and dodging honking taxis. Noah, ever the trendsetter, steered them towards a trendy clothing store known for its sharp suits and edgy streetwear. Inside, the air buzzed with activity. Sleek disys showcased thetest fashions, a kaleidoscope of colors and textures. Salespeople, d in impably tailored outfits, flitted about, offering assistance and eager to make a sale. Noah, with the enthusiasm of a kid in a candy store, immediately gravitated towards a section overflowing with vibrant streetwear. He disappeared into a rack of graphic tees, emerging momentster sporting a bold design that wouldn''t look out of ce on a runway. Arthur, ever the pragmatist, opted for a ssic button-down shirt, the crisp fabric a stark contrast to his earlier gym attire. As they continued their shopping spree, a lone tuxedo, hanging at the back of a secluded corner, caught Arthur''s eye. Its sleek ck fabric and sharp lines held a certain undeniable allure. He plucked it from the rack, its weight surprisingly light in his hands. "Fancy a night on the town?" he asked, holding the tuxedo up for Noah''s inspection. Noah''s eyes widened in surprise. "Whoa, Arthur, where did thate from?" Arthur shrugged, a hint of a smile ying on his lips. "Just a thought. Maybe your mysterious ns involve a bit more ck tie than I initially anticipated." Noah, his initial surprise giving way to a thoughtful expression, examined the tuxedo. A slow grin spread across his face. "Interesting¡­ You know what? Try it on. You might just surprise yourself." Intrigued by the challenge, Arthur retreated to a fitting room. Momentster, he emerged, transformed. The tuxedo, as if tailored specifically for him, hung perfectly on his broad frame. He looked sophisticated, confident, and undeniably handsome. Noah whistled in appreciation. "Damn, Arthur, you clean up nice! Looks like we''re both headed for a night of unexpected fun." The taxi deposited them in front of a behemoth that glittered even under the cloak of night. The "Grand Fortuna Casino," its name emzoned in neon so bright it rivaled the stars, loomed before them. It wasn''t just big, it was gargantuan ¨C a monument to opulent excess dedicated to the capricious goddess of fortune. A canopy of lights stretched overhead, transforming the entrance into a dazzling tunnel. Crystal chandeliers cascaded from the high ceiling, their prisms catching the light and scattering rainbows across the polished marble floor. Inside, a cacophony of sounds assaulted their senses ¨C the rhythmic clinking of chips, the excited whoops of winners, the steady drone of slot machines, and the dulcet tones of live music from a hidden orchestra. The air hung heavy with the intoxicating perfume of sess (or perhaps it was desperation, masked by expensive cologne). Everywhere they looked, a kaleidoscope of humanity swirled. Elegant women in shimmering gowns glided past sharply dressed men in crisp tuxedos. Seasoned gamblers, their faces etched with years of experience, hunched over poker tables, their eyes narrowed in concentration. Wide-eyed tourists, clutching fistfuls of chips, wandered the casino floor, overwhelmed by the sheer sensory overload. In the center of the vast space, a magnificent water fountain bubbled and churned, its cascading water illuminated by an ever-changing disy of colored lights. Around it, inds of slot machines blinked and whirred, each one a cacophony of shing lights, enticing melodies, and cartoon characters promising instant riches. A palpable energy crackled in the air ¨C a cocktail of anticipation, excitement, and the ever-present undercurrent of risk. Noah, his eyes sparkling with barely contained enthusiasm, nudged Arthur with his elbow. "Wee to the Grand Fortuna, my friend," he dered, his voice barely audible over the din. "Tonight, we test our luck and see if Lady Fortune smiles upon us!" Chapter 149: Casino The air hung heavy with the intoxicating perfume of sess (or perhaps it was desperation, masked by expensive cologne). Everywhere they looked, a kaleidoscope of humanity swirled. Elegant women in shimmering gowns glided past sharply dressed men in crisp tuxedos. Seasoned gamblers, their faces etched with years of experience, hunched over poker tables, their eyes narrowed in concentration. Wide-eyed tourists, clutching fistfuls of chips, wandered the casino floor, overwhelmed by the sheer sensory overload. In the center of the vast space, a magnificent water fountain bubbled and churned, its cascading water illuminated by an ever-changing disy of colored lights. Around it, inds of slot machines blinked and whirred, each one a cacophony of shing lights, enticing melodies, and cartoon characters promising instant riches. A palpable energy crackled in the air ¨C a cocktail of anticipation, excitement, and the ever-present undercurrent of risk. Noah, his eyes sparkling with barely contained enthusiasm, nudged Arthur with his elbow. "Wee to the Grand Fortuna, my friend," he dered, his voice barely audible over the din. "Tonight, we test our luck and see if Lady Fortune smiles upon us!" Arthur, still adjusting to the drastic transition from an ice cream parlor to a wondend of casinos, couldn''t help but chuckle nervously. "Take it easy, Mr. High Roller. Let''s not go bankrupt before we even start, okay?" Noah,pletely unfazed by Arthur''s apprehension, grabbed two casino chips from a nearby counter and grinned. "Rx, my friend. Think of it as an investment in a night we''ll never forget. Besides, who knows? Maybe tonight is your lucky night." With a yful push, Noah nudged Arthur towards the nearest slot machine, its bright lights promising a jackpot fit for a king. Feeling slightly out of his element amidst the experienced gamblers and dazzling atmosphere, Arthur hesitated. However, seeing the contagious enthusiasm in Noah''s eyes, he decided to embrace the adventure. Taking a seat next to Noah, Arthur cautiously inserted his chip into the machine. The screen came alive, disying a whirlwind of symbols spinning before his eyes. With a nervous pull of the lever, he set the reels in motion. The air filled with the sound of clinking as the symbolsnded, a near miss causing a flicker of disappointment to cross Arthur''s face. Undeterred, Noah nudged him with his elbow. "Don''t worry, that was just a warm-up! Let''s see what the ckjack table has in store for us." Navigating through the crowd, they made their way to a lively ckjack table. The dealer, a woman with a polished smile and an unwavering gaze, expertly shuffled the deck. A few empty seats beckoned to them, and they settled in, cing their chips on the designated spots. Noah, always the social butterfly, struck up conversations with the other yers, his charisma disarming even the most hardened gamblers. Arthur, still a novice, watched the game with a mix of fascination and trepidation. He nervously followed Noah''s lead, learning the basics of the game. The cards flew, revealing hearts and diamonds, clubs and spades, each telling a story of fortune and misfortune. Noah, fueled by abination of luck and confidence, achieved a string of impressive wins, his stack of chips growing steadily. Arthur, more cautious but equally determined, celebrated a few victories of his own, the thrill of the game washing away his initial nervousness. As the night progressed, the atmosphere in the casino became electric. Cheers erupted from a nearby roulette table as a yernded on a lucky number. Slot machines chimed joyfully, announcing unexpected windfalls. A hush fell over the ckjack table as Noah, clutching his cards tightly, faced a tense standoff with the dealer. Tension crackled in the air as Noah revealed his hand. A collective gasp rippled through the crowd. He had pushed his luck to the limit, and with a single card, victory or defeat hung in the bnce. The dealer flipped over her final card, and a cheer erupted from Noah''s lips ¨C he had won! His stack of chips reached towering heights, a testament to his audacious y. Watching in awe, Arthur pped Noah on the back. "Wow, Noah, you were amazing! I never knew you had such a knack for cards." Noah, flushed with sess, grinned. "A little luck, a little skill, and maybe a whole lot of beginner''s luck. But hey, that''s what makes it all the more thrilling, right?" Despite his initial reservations, Arthur found himself drawn into the intoxicating world of the casino. The excitement of the game, the camaraderie with fellow yers, and the unexpected bond with Noah made it an experience he would cherish. However, as the clock approached midnight and exhaustion from their long day began to set in, Noah suggested it was time to call it a night. Cashing in their chips, they walked out of the Grand Fortuna, their pockets a little lighter but their hearts filled with the exhration of their adventure. The night air felt crisp and refreshing after the chaos of the casino. City lights sparkled like scattered diamonds, and the moon cast a gentle glow on the bustling streets. "So," Noah said, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, "how about we grab somete-night pizza to celebrate our (mostly) sessful night?" Arthur, a tired smile gracing his face, readily agreed. "Sounds perfect. Just don''t expect me to keep up with your high-rolling ways next time, alright?" Noah chuckled, draping an arm around Arthur''s shoulder. "Hey, buddy, there''s always next time. And who knows, maybe next time Lady Luck will smile on you too." As they hailed a taxi and disappeared into the night, the memories of their day ¨C the invigorating gym session, the delicious lunch, the sweet indulgence at the ice cream parlor, the unexpected shopping spree, and finally, the exhrating night at the casino ¨C yed back in their minds like a fast-paced montage. It had been a whirlwind adventure, a day filled with camaraderie, unexpected discoveries, and a newfound sense of respect for each other. The taxi ride was a blur of city lights andte-night conversations. Exhaustion finally caught up to them, and they settled into afortable silence, each lost in their own thoughts. But beneath the surface, a sense of aplishment simmered. They had pushed themselves outside theirfort zones, embraced new experiences, and emerged stronger, closer friends. The taxi pulled to a stop in front of a small, unassuming pizzeria tucked away on a quiet side street. A warm glow emanated from the windows, promising aforting slice of normalcy after their night of high stakes. "This ce looks perfect," Arthur said, stepping out of the taxi. Noah stretched, muscles protesting slightly from their earlier exertion. "Couldn''t agree more. Just the thing to refuel after our big night." Inside, the pizzeria was a study in cozy charm. Red and white checkered tablecloths adorned the worn wooden tables, and the air hung heavy with theforting aroma of freshly baked bread and bubbling cheese. A friendly waitress greeted them with a warm smile and led them to a booth in the corner. As they perused the menu, theirughter filled the air. The evening''s events, from their near-disaster with the tuxedo purchase to Arthur''s surprising ckjack prowess, became the subject of good-natured ribbing. They ordered arge pizza, half pepperoni for Noah and half veggie for Arthur, along with a couple of frosty beers to quench their thirst. The pizza arrived, a masterpiece of melted cheese, tangy tomato sauce, and perfectly browned crust. The first bite was a symphony of vors, a wee reward for their long day. As they devoured their pizza, afortable silence settled between them, a quietpanionship that spoke volumes. With their stomachs full and spirits high, they lingered over their beers, reminiscing about the day''s events. They talked not just about the fun and excitement, but also about the challenges they had faced and the way they had supported each other. A newyer of respect and understanding had been forged in the crucible of their shared experiences. Finally, as the city lights dimmed and the first streaks of dawn painted the sky with soft hues of pink and orange, they decided to call it a night. Stepping back out onto the street, they stretched, their bodies aching pleasantly from the exertion of the day. "Well," Noah said, a hint of mncholy creeping into his voice, "that was an adventure I won''t soon forget." Arthur smiled, a genuine warmth in his eyes. "Me neither, Noah. Me neither. Thanks for dragging me out of myfort zone. It was¡­ well, it was amazing." Noah returned the smile, a newfound respect shining in his gaze. "Don''t worry, tomorrow will be more fun." With a final wave goodbye, they parted ways, each heading back to their respective rooms. The day, filled with unexpected twists and turns, had brought them closer. They had discovered a shared sense of adventure, a willingness to step outside theirfort zones, and most importantly, a genuine friendship built on trust,ughter, and a night of unforgettable fun at the Grand Fortuna Casino. Chapter 150: Biking in the Desert The following morning, having which activity to do today, the boys moved. The taxi deposited them at the base of a behemoth that scraped the sky ¨C White Devil Mountain. Living up to its name, the peak was dusted with pristine snow, shimmering like a crown of diamonds under the clear morning sun. Towering pines, cloaked in a heavy nket of white, marched up the slopes, their dark forms creating a stark contrast against the blinding snow. A brisk wind swept down from the mountain, carrying the crisp scent of pine and freshly fallen snow. The air crackled with a frosty energy, invigorating after the warmth of the city. A bustling lodge loomed ahead, its windows glowing with golden light, a beacon of warmth andfort in the starkndscape. But their gaze was most captivated by the meticulously groomed ski slopes that snaked down the mountainside. Like ribbons of white satin, they offered a thrilling challenge for skiers of all levels. Expert skiers carved graceful lines down the steep ck diamond slopes, leaving trails of white powder in their wake. Families with young children cautiously navigated the gentle slopes designated for beginners, theirughter echoing through the crisp morning air. Awork of chairlifts, their brightly colored chairs suspended high above the ground, offered ess to different sections of the mountain. Skiers bundled in colorful gear, their faces hidden behind goggles and helmets, formed orderly lines, their chatter creating a constant hum of excitement. The smell of hot chocte and freshly baked pastries wafted from a nearby stand, a tantalizing reminder of the warm refuge that awaited them at the lodge. This was a world of white, a winter wondend dedicated to the thrill of carving through pristine snow. The sight of it all ¨C the imposing mountain, the meticulously groomed slopes, the bustling energy of the skiers ¨C filled Noah and Arthur with a contagious anticipation. They exchanged a quick nce, a silent agreement passing between them. Today, White Devil Mountain would be their yground. The cold air bit at their faces, a wee contrast to the stuffy warmth of the cab. Noah pulled his beanie lower over his forehead, his eyes scanning the scene with barely concealed excitement. Arthur, ever the pragmatist, zipped up his jacket and adjusted his goggles, a hint of nervous energy thrumming beneath his calm demeanor. "Ready to conquer the White Devil, Arthur?" Noah asked, his voice barely audible over the wind whipping around them. Arthur smirked, a yful glint in his eyes. "Just try and keep up, Noah. Remember, I learned from the best yesterday at the casino ¨C even beginners can get lucky." Their yful banter masked a shared thrill. White Devil Mountain, with its legendary slopes and breathtaking scenery, was a destination for serious skiers. While Noah, an experienced skier, vibrated with excitement, Arthur, a rtive novice, felt a healthy dose of trepidation mixed with a surge of determination. They entered the bustling lodge, a haven of warmth and activity. Skiers milled about, their boots clicking on the polished wooden floor. The smell of hot cocoa and melting cheese hung heavy in the air, a tantalizing invitation. Arge firece crackled in the corner, casting a warm glow on the skiers huddled around it, sharing stories of their adventures on the slopes. Ignoring the lure of the firece, Noah and Arthur headed straight to the rental shop. Noah, alreadyfortable with his equipment, helped Arthur get fitted for skis, boots, and poles. The friendly technician, a seasoned skier himself, offered Arthur some basic pointers, his words a mix of encouragement and caution. Emerging from the shop, skis strapped to their backpacks, they joined the queue for the chairlift. As they ascended the mountain, the view unfolded before them in breathtaking splendor. The valley below, a patchwork of green fields and winding roads, shrunk to miniature size. The sun glinted off the snow-capped peaks of the surrounding mountains, creating a shimmering panorama of white. Reaching the top, they disembarked from the chairlift, their breath catching in their throats. The entire mountain stretched out before them, a vast expanse of pristine white. Marked trails, color-coded ording to difficulty, snaked down the slopes, each one promising a unique challenge. Noah, a seasoned veteran, pointed out his favorite run ¨C a ck diamond known as "Devil''s Backbone," a steep and treacherous trail that promised an adrenaline rush like no other. Arthur, however, cautiously eyed the designated beginner slopes, awork of gentle inclines designed for building confidence. With a yful shove, Noah nudged Arthur towards the beginner slopes. "Start slow, Arthur. Get your bearings, and then maybe we can tackle something a little more¡­ excitingter." Arthur, secretly relieved, nodded his thanks. He spent the next few hours meticulously navigating the gentle slopes, mastering the art of turning and stopping. While hecked the speed and grace of the experienced skiers, he found a quiet satisfaction in his growing confidence. Meanwhile, Noah carved his way down the more challenging slopes. He relished the feeling of the wind whipping past his face, the rush of adrenaline as he picked up speed, the effortless glide of his skis on the pristine snow. He nced up asionally, searching for Arthur amongst the maze of skiers. Their conversation over hot cocoa flowed easily, punctuated byughter and the clinking of mugs. The exhration of the slopes lingered in the air, reced by aforting sense of aplishment. They had conquered White Devil Mountain, not just as individuals, but as a team. Noah, his face flushed and eyes sparkling, recounted his daring descents down the treacherous ck diamond slopes, each turn a victory against gravity. Arthur, in turn, described his newfound confidence on the beginner trails, the initial trepidation reced by a burgeoning sense of control and a thrill for the sport. However, the day wasn''t over yet. A mischievous glint crept into Noah''s eyes as he leaned forward, lowering his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "Alright, Arthur," he began, "remember how I mentioned pushing our limits? Well, buckle up, because our next activity involves bikes and¡­ extreme environments." Arthur''s eyebrows shot up in surprise. The image of a cozy apr¨¨s-ski dinner had been reced with something far more adventurous, and possibly a little terrifying. "Extreme environments, huh? Care to borate?" Noah grinned, a hint of excitement dancing in his eyes. "Let''s just say it involves a little thing called bikepacking in the desert." Arthur''s initial apprehension gave way to a surge of curiosity. The idea of cycling through a vast, aridndscape, a world away from the snow-capped peaks they had just conquered, was undeniably thrilling. "Bikepacking in the desert? Are you serious?" "Serious as a heart attack, buddy," Noah dered, his voice brimming with enthusiasm. "I''ve got all the gear packed and ready to go. We just need to grab some supplies and hit the road before sunset." The prospect of trading their skis for bikes and snow for sand sent a jolt of adrenaline through Arthur. He wasn''t sure what to expect, but the adventurous spirit he hadn''t known he possessed was urging him to say yes. Taking a deep breath, he met Noah''s gaze with a determined smile. "Alright, Noah. You had me at ''extreme environments.'' Let''s do this." Their afternoon took an unexpected turn, from the warmth of the lodge to the bustling streets as they gathered supplies. Maps, water purification tablets, high-calorie snacks, and everything needed for a self-supported bike adventure through the desert filled their backpacks. As the sun began its descent, casting long shadows across the city, they loaded their bikes onto a trailer hitched to Noah''s car (a rented one) and set off towards the edge of civilization, ready to embark on a new adventure that promised to test their physical and mental limits, all while forging an even deeper bond in the unforgiving embrace of the desert. The highway stretched out before them like a shimmering ribbon, thest rays of the setting sun painting the sky in fiery hues of orange and red. As they left the city behind, thendscape gradually transformed from a sprawl of buildings and concrete to a tapestry of scrund and rolling hills. The air grew warmer, a stark contrast to the crisp mountain air they were ustomed to just hours earlier. Reaching the designated trailhead, they unloaded their bikes and gear. The desert sprawled before them in all its vastness ¨C a seemingly endless expanse of sand, dotted with cacti and sculpted by the relentless wind. A lone raven circled overhead, its harsh cry the only sound breaking the silence. Noah, a seasoned bikepacker, expertly unpacked his gear, assembling his bike with practiced ease. He helped Arthur with his bike, offering tips on adjusting the seat height and tire pressure for the demanding terrain ahead. Their backpacks,den with supplies, felt heavy on their shoulders, a constant reminder of their self-reliance in this deste environment. With a final check of their equipment, they mounted their bikes, a nervous excitement buzzing in their chests. Chapter 151: Night in the Desert The highway stretched out before them like a shimmering ribbon, thest rays of the setting sun painting the sky in fiery hues of orange and red. As they left the city behind, thendscape gradually transformed from a sprawl of buildings and concrete to a tapestry of scrund and rolling hills. The air grew warmer, a stark contrast to the crisp mountain air they were ustomed to just hours earlier. Reaching the designated trailhead, they unloaded their bikes and gear. The desert sprawled before them in all its vastness ¨C a seemingly endless expanse of sand, dotted with cacti and sculpted by the relentless wind. A lone raven circled overhead, its harsh cry the only sound breaking the silence. Noah, a seasoned bikepacker, expertly unpacked his gear, assembling his bike with practiced ease. He helped Arthur with his bike, offering tips on adjusting the seat height and tire pressure for the demanding terrain ahead. Their backpacks,den with supplies, felt heavy on their shoulders, a constant reminder of their self-reliance in this deste environment. With a final check of their equipment, they mounted their bikes, a nervous excitement buzzing in their chests. Noah took a deep breath, tasting the dry air and the grit of anticipation. "Ready, Arthur?" he asked, his voice barely a whisper against the vastness. Arthur, usually the more easygoing of the two, seemed uncharacteristically tense. He fiddled with his gloves, then met Noah''s gaze. "As ready as I''ll ever be," he replied, a hint of a tremor in his voice. The stark beauty of the desert, both thrilling and intimidating, settled over them like a tangible presence. With a silent nod, Noah pushed off first, his tires sinking slightly into the soft sand. Arthur followed close behind, the rhythmic crunch of their tires on the desert floor the only sound breaking the spellbinding silence. They rode their bikes inpanionable silence, the rhythm of their engines a steady heartbeat against the vastness. The desertndscape unfolded before them, a tapestry of shifting sands and the asional rocky outcrop, bathed in the cool, ethereal glow of the moon. Arthur, initially tense, found himself rxing into the rhythm of the ride. The worries of the city seemed to melt away with every mile they covered. Hours melted into the night, marked only by the asional check of theirpass and the silent exchange of water bottles. Finally, with fatigue tugging at their limbs, they decided to make camp. Spotting a cluster of weathered boulders, they steered their bikes towards them, the promise of shelter a wee sight. The desert night deepened as they pitched their tents, the canvas snapping taut in the dry breeze. Arthur announced, "Alright, I''ve got some trail magic nned. How does a hot meal sound?" Noah, grateful for the break from setting up camp, grinned. "Sounds like just what the desert doctor ordered. What are you whipping up?" Arthur rummaged through his backpack, pulling out a dented mess kit and a small,pact camp stove. "Tonight''s menu is a one-pot wonder," he dered, brandishing a foil packet filled with pre-cut vegetables and a pouch of seasoned rice. "Just add water and simmer. Easy, filling, and perfect for a desert night." As the water bubbled on the stove, casting a warm glow on their faces, Arthur set about unpacking the rest of their dinner. He revealed a small bag of dehydrated fruit sd and a package of pre-cooked sausages, perfect for grilling over the campfire they were starting to build. Noah, meanwhile, busied himself gathering fallen branches and twigs, the satisfying crackle of dry wood soon adding to the desert symphony. With the campfire crackling merrily, Arthur skewered the sausages and held them over the mes. The smoky aroma mingled with the earthy scent of desert sage, making their mouths water. Soon, the sausages were perfectly browned and glistening, ready to be devoured alongside the steaming pot of rice and vegetables. They settled onto the camping mat, their meal forming a simple but satisfying centerpiece. As they dug in, the silence was broken only by the satisfying clinking of utensils and the contented sighs of tired men. The vastness of the desert stretched out around them, the Milky Way aze in the inky ck sky. The flickering mes cast dancing shadows on the nearby cacti, and a distant coyote howled its mournful song. Despite the simplicity of the meal, it tasted exceptional under the desert sky. In thepany of a friend, surrounded by the raw beauty of nature, every bite felt like a small victory, a testament to their self-reliance and the shared adventure thaty ahead. After polishing off their meal, afortable silence settled between them, punctuated only by the crackling fire. Noah, his gaze drawn upwards, finally spoke. "Mind if I take a peek at the stars?" he asked, reaching into his backpack. Arthur followed his friend''s gaze, noticing a sleek, cylindrical case propped against the pack. "Didn''t know you brought a telescope," he admitted, a hint of surprise in his voice. Noah chuckled. "Always good to be prepared, especially on a night like this." With practiced ease, he unfolded the tripod and carefully assembled the telescope, a glint of childlike wonder in his eyes. As thest embers of their fire cast dancing shadows, Noah positioned the telescope and peered through the eyepiece. "Come take a look," he beckoned, his voice filled with excitement. Arthur shuffled closer, a little hesitant at first. He peered through the eyepiece, and a gasp escaped his lips. The familiar, twinkling dots from his naked eye view had transformed. He was staring at a radiant crater on the moon''s surface, the details sharp and clear. "Wow," he breathed, his voice filled with awe. Noah grinned, his enthusiasm infectious. "See that cluster to the right? That''s the Pleiades, also known as the Seven Sisters. Beautiful, isn''t it?" Arthur continued to peer through the lens, enthralled as Noah pointed out constetions and distants, their names rolling off his tongue with a practiced ease. Each celestial wonder was a new revtion, a testament to the vastness and mystery of the universe. As the night deepened, and the desert air grew colder, they took turns gazing at the stars. The telescope, a bridge between them and the cosmos, became a focal point for shared wonder and a reminder of the awe-inspiring beauty that surrounded them. "Hey Noah, have you realized that once our day off concludes, our next topic of discussion will revolve around thepetition among students and dungeons?" Arthur interjected, catching Noah''s attention and causing him to divert his gaze from the stars through his telescope. "Yeah, it does seem like that''s what''s in store for us. I''ve overheard some students discussing it," Noah replied. ''''Let''s make a bet, if you perform better I''ll do anything your order me to for a day.'''' Arthur suddenly made this suggestion. Noah smiled in response. ''''Why not, it''s a deal!" [Ding! New mission, be the first in your nextpetition. Rewards: +5 in all stats, 10.000 Gold and a treasure chest!] Noah was shocked by thest part of the rewards, he had never heard of treasure chest being given by the system before, probably a new feature after its upgrade. He couldn''t help but looks forward to thispetition. ''''What is your current rank?'''' Arthur asked him and Noah responded with his shoulders shrugged. ''''Expert!" ''''Wow! As expected of the Spear of Destruction!" Although he was half expecting this Arthur couldn''t help but be shocked by Noah''s fast progress and here he was thinking with his level 38, he was closer to the next rank than most of his peers. Noah red at Arthur. ''''My father has nothing to do with my fast progress.'''' ''''Okay okay, my bad I shouldn''t have said that.'''' Arthur corrected himself. Afterward they continued to watch the stars. Noah chuckled, recognizing the familiar glint in his friend''s eye. "Sounds perfect. What''s the asion?" "Celebrating a sessful first day," Arthur dered, unscrewing the sk and offering it to Noah. "Desert conquered, delicious meal consumed, and a universe of stars explored. Seems like a cause for a toast." Noah took a swig, the smooth warmth spreading through him. "To the desert," he said, raising the sk in a silent salute to the vastndscape that surrounded them. The desert, once a daunting unknown, now felt like the beginning of an extraordinary adventure. The silence that followed was filled with a deep sense of camaraderie, the kind thates from shared experiences and a reliance on each other. As the fire died down to embers, casting long shadows that danced across the sand, afortable drowsiness settled over them. Yawning, Noah stretched his stiff muscles. "Think it''s time to hit the hay," he mumbled. Arthur nodded in agreement. "Long day. But a good one," he said, packing away the sk. They crawled into their tents, the rhythmic hum of the desert wind a gentle luby. Under the vast tapestry of stars, they drifted off to sleep, their dreams filled with rolling dunes and the promise of adventure thaty ahead. Chapter 152: Last Day 1 The desert sunrise was a spectacle in itself. Streaks of fiery orange and pink bled across the vast canvas of the sky, chasing away the inky ckness of night. The air, still cool from the desert chill, held the promise of a scorching day toe. Noah and Arthur emerged from their tents, faces creased with sleep but eyes sparkling with the lingering thrill of their adventure. Their bodies ached pleasantly from the unustomed exertion of cycling through rough terrain. But the difort was overshadowed by a sense of aplishment ¨C they had conquered the desert, at least for a night. The vastness of thendscape, the star-studded sky, theforting crackle of the campfire ¨C all of it filled them with a sense of peace and a renewed appreciation for the simple beauty of the natural world. Knowing a hot shower and a hearty breakfast awaited them back in the city, they packed up their camp with practiced efficiency. The dismantling of the tent, and the securing of their gear, each action felt more routine than the night before, a testament to their newfoundfort in this foreign environment. By the time they reached the edge of civilization, the sun had climbed high in the sky, bathing thendscape in its unforgiving heat. A wave of relief washed over them as they spotted the familiar sprawl of the city in the distance. The air conditioning and creatureforts of their hotel room beckoned, a wee respite after their night under the stars. Back in the city, a sense of aplishment mingled with the exhaustion. A long, hot shower washed away the dust and sweat of the trail, leaving them feeling refreshed and revitalized. Meeting for breakfast, they found a quiet corner in a cozy cafe, the city noise a wee change from the quiet solitude of the desert. Over steaming mugs of coffee and tes piled high with pancakes, they recounted their desert adventure, each detail adding anotheryer to their shared experience. The fear of the unknown, the thrill of tackling the challenging terrain, the camaraderie forged under the star-studded sky ¨C it all became part of their story. But their thirst for adventure wasn''t quenched. As they sipped their coffee, their eyes met, and a silent question hung in the air ¨C what next? The city, with its museums, art galleries, and bustling markets, offered a plethora of possibilities. But a shared yearning for something exhrating, something that pushed their boundaries, flickered in their eyes. "So," Noah began, a yful grin creaking across his face, "any ideas for today''s conquest? The desert might be behind us, but there''s still a whole city waiting to be explored." Arthur, his eyes sparkling with newfound confidence, leaned back in his chair, a sly smile ying on his lips. "Challenge epted, my dear Noah. But this time, let''s see if we can find some adventure that doesn''t involve sand or sunburn." Theirughter filled the cafe, a joyous sound that echoed their shared spirit of adventure. A few momentster, refreshed and fueled by a hearty breakfast, Noah and Arthur found themselves back on familiar ground, a bustling outdoor basketball court teeming with activity. The rhythmic squeak of sneakers on the pavement, the satisfying swish of a, and the excited shouts of yers filled the air. The court was a microcosm of the city itself, a melting pot of ages, skill levels, and friendlypetition. Noah, a natural athlete at home on the court (A/N: He used to y a lot during his therapy), stretched with practiced ease, a yful grin stered on his face. He sported his usual basketball attire ¨C a well-worn jersey emzoned with his favorite yer''s number and a pair of sneakers that bore the scars of countless games. Arthur, on the other hand, approached the court with a hint of trepidation. He wasn''t a seasoned yer by any means, but the thrill ofpetition, especially against Noah, was too tempting to resist. He donned afortable t-shirt and shorts, feeling slightly self-conscious amidst the other yers decked out in basketball gear. They decided on a simple game ¨C one-on-one, first to ten points. The winner would get to choose their next adventure for the day. A mischievous glint flickered in Noah''s eyes as he bounced the ball, sizing up his opponent. "Ready, Arthur?" he asked, his voiceced with yful challenge. Arthur straightened his back, a determined glint in his eyes. "Bring it on, Noah. Don''t underestimate the underdog." The whistle blew, and the game began. Noah, a blur of speed and agility, weaved around Arthur, his ball-handling skills honed from years of practice. Heunched a shot from the three-point line, a perfect arc that found its way through the with a satisfying swish. Arthur, however, surprised him with his tenacity. He hustled on defense, his longer frame creating a formidable barrier. He managed to steal the ball once, dribbling with surprising skill before clumsily attempting a shot that nged harmlessly off the rim. The game continued a back-and-forth battle of skill and strategy. Noah''s natural talent was undeniable, but Arthur''s determination and unexpected bursts of agility kept him in the game. The score remained neck and neck, the tension building with each missed shot and sessful steal. Finally, with the score tied at nine, the pressure mounted. Arthur, fueled by a newfound confidence, intercepted a pass from Noah. He raced down the court, his heart pounding in his chest. With a deep breath, heunched the ball toward the hoop. Time seemed to slow down as the ball arced through the air. And then, to everyone''s surprise, including his own, it went in ¨C a perfect swish that echoed through the court. The crowd erupted in cheers, a mix of surprise and admiration for the underdog''s victory. Arthur, ovee with exhration, punched the air in triumph. A wide grin spread across Noah''s face, a mix of respect and good-natured teasing. "Alright, alright," Noah chuckled, walking over to Arthur and bumping fists with him. "You win. Consider me impressed." Arthur, catching his breath, beamed with pride. ''''Huff! Huff! Looks like the underdog has a few tricks up his sleeve, huh?" With their yful banter and the congrattions from the other yers, a sense of camaraderie filled the court. As sweat dripped from their brows and their muscles ached pleasantly, they both knew this was more than just a basketball game. It was a testament to their friendship, a reminder that pushing each other outside theirfort zones could lead to unexpected victories. Now, the question hung in the air ¨C what was Arthur''s choice for their next adventure? He thought for a moment before making this decision. ''''Let''s first visit the spa!" A wave of relief washed over Noah as Arthur suggested a spa visit. His muscles, pleasantly sore from the basketball game, craved a deep soak and some pampering. After the adrenaline rush of the slopes and the desert, followed by thepetitive fire of the court, a spa day sounded like the perfect way to recharge before their next adventure. "Spa? Huh!''" Noah chuckled, wiping the sweat from his brow. "My body is definitely in need of some rejuvenation after all this." Arthur grinned a hint of satisfaction at having won the basketball game and the spa decision. He''d had his eye on a new, trendy spa that had just opened downtown, and this was the perfect opportunity to check it out. He had no idea it was the same spa used by the girls. "Excellent choice," he dered, grabbing his phone to pull up the spa''s website. They spent a few minutes browsing the menu of treatments, a delightful array of massages, facials, and body wraps designed to soothe muscles and melt away stress. After some deliberation, they each selected a treatment that appealed to them ¨C Noah opting for a deep tissue massage to work out the knots in his back from skiing, and Arthur choosing a revitalizing facial to leave his skin feeling refreshed after a day under the desert sun. Stepping into the spa was like entering an oasis of tranquility. Soft lighting, calming music, and the gentle scent of essential oils filled the air. After a friendly wee from the receptionist, they were whisked away to separate treatment rooms, each a haven of rxation. Noah surrendered himself to the skilled hands of the massage therapist, his tense muscles gradually melting under the pressure of her skilled touch. He closed his eyes, letting the soothing music and the rhythmic strokes wash away the day''s exertions. When the massage was over, he felt revitalized, his body loose and his mind clear. Arthur, meanwhile, enjoyed a facial that involved various cleansers, masks, and serums, all designed to deep clean and rejuvenate his skin. As the warm towels and soothing creams worked their magic, he drifted off to a state of near-sleep, the tension of the day leaving his body with each passing minute. Emerging from their respective treatments, they met in the spa''s rxation lounge, feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. Sipping on herbal tea and sharing their spa experiences, they felt refreshed. Now, with their bodies revitalized and their minds clear, they were ready to tackle whatever their next adventure might bring. Arthur, feeling a mischievous glint return to his eyes, leaned back in his chair and posed the question. "So, Noah," he began, "any ideas for what mischief we can get into next? Remember, the underdog gets to choose again, thanks to my impressive basketball skills." Noah chuckled, a gleam of yful defiance in his eyes. "Alright, alright, you earned it. But be warned, Arthur, just because you won the basketball game doesn''t mean I won''t have a surprise or two up my sleeve for our next activity." Chapter 153: Last Day 2 A mischievous glint shed in Arthur''s eyes as he unveiled his n for their next adventure. "Alright, Noah," he dered, a hint of triumph in his voice, "get ready for some serious wave action. Our next stop ¨C the beach, twenty kilometers from here. And guess what? We''re going surfing!" Noah''s initial surprise dissolved into a wide grin. "Surfing, huh? You sure know how to pick ''em, Arthur. But let me warn you," he added, a yful glint in his own eyes, "Just because you bested me on the basketball court doesn''t mean I''m a pushover on the waves." Arthur, hispetitive spirit ignited, puffed out his chest in mock seriousness. "Oh, I wouldn''t be so sure about that, my friend. Back in Britannia," he dered with a flourish, "I was known as the ''Wave Whisperer.'' Prepare to be humbled!" Noah chuckled, a hearty sound that echoed in the spa''s rxation lounge. "The ''Wave Whisperer,'' huh? Well, Mr. Whisperer, I used to spend my summers catching waves in my hometown. Let''s just say the ocean and I are on a first-name basis." Their friendly banter filled the air, a testament to the camaraderie forged through their day of adventures. The thrill of the slopes, the challenge of the desert, and the unexpectedpetition on the basketball court had brought them closer together. Now, the prospect of conquering the waves added anotheryer of excitement to their already extraordinary day. With a renewed sense of purpose, they donned their swimsuits and grabbed their towels, leaving the tranquility of the spa behind. Hailing a cab, they set off towards the beach, twenty kilometers of anticipation building with each passing mile. The cityscape gradually gave way to a sprawling coastline, the rhythmic roar of the ocean growing louder with each passing moment. As the cab pulled up to a picturesque beach, a wide expanse of golden sand meeting the turquoise embrace of the ocean, Arthur and Noah exchanged excited nces. Surfers, their bodies glistening in the afternoon sun, dotted the waves, carving graceful lines across the water. The salty air, tinged with the scent of sunscreen and seaweed, filled their lungs, igniting a surge of adrenaline. Arthur, eager to prove himself, grabbed his rental surfboard, a determined glint in his eyes. "Alright, Wave Whisperer versus Ocean Master," he dered, a yful jab at Noah. "Let''s see who truly reigns supreme!" Noah not wanting to lose, grinned as he hefted his own board. "Let the games begin, my friend. But remember," he added with a wink, "the ocean has a mind of its own. It''s not just about conquering the waves, it''s about respecting their power." Noah''s words hung in the air, a reminder of the respect the ocean demanded. Arthur, hispetitive fire slightly dampened, nodded solemnly. They waded deeper, the cool waterpping at their waists, until the waves became a force to be reckoned with. With practiced ease, Noah paddled out, his strokes smooth and efficient. Arthur, a little less graceful but determined nheless, followed suit, his board bobbing precariously beneath him. Reaching the lineup, a congregation of surfers waiting for the perfect wave, they bobbed amongst more experienced riders. The ocean stretched before them, an endless canvas of turquoise punctuated by whitecaps. The sun, a fiery orb sinking towards the horizon, cast a golden glow on the scene, creating a breathtaking backdrop for their friendlypetition. The first wave rolled in, a wall of water gathering momentum. One by one, surfers popped up, carving graceful lines across its surface. Arthur, impatient and eager to prove himself, paddled furiously for a smaller wave that followed. He managed to catch it, his initial joy quickly reced by a struggle to maintain his bnce. The board wobbled beneath him, and with aical ssh, he found himself swimming back to his board, a sheepish grin on his face. Noah, watching from a nearby peak, chuckled good-naturedly. Arger wave approached, its crest building in size. He paddled with measured strokes, a calmness settling over him as he positioned himself for the ride. As the wave rose, he popped up with a smooth motion, his body bing one with the board. He navigated the wave with practiced ease, carving clean lines and feeling the exhrating rush of the ride. One by one, they took turns catching waves, each ride offering a unique challenge. Arthur, humbled by his initial wipeout, started to find his rhythm. He focused on reading the ocean, understanding the power and flow of the waves. His perseverance paid off ¨C he managed to catch a decent wave, riding it for a surprisingly long distance before gracefully dismounting. ''''Wow! Eureka!" A whoop of joy escaped his lips, a mix of relief and aplishment. As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in streaks of fiery orange and pink, the waves grew calmer. Exhausted but exhrated, they paddled back to shore, their bodies tingling with the thrill of the ride. Reaching the sandy beach, they copsed in a heap, theirughter echoing across the vast expanse. Thepetition, if it could even be called that, had faded into the background. What remained was the shared experience, the camaraderie forged in the face of the ocean''s power. Arthur, a newfound respect for Noah''s surfing skills blossoming in his chest, reached over and bumped fists with him. "Alright, Noah," he conceded with a smile, "You definitely earned the title of Ocean Master today. But next time, the Wave Whisperer will be ready for his revenge!" Noah chuckled, returning the fist bump. "The ocean is a worthy opponent, Arthur. It''s not about who conquers it, but about who respects it the most, it''s what my father used to say to me while teaching me fishing and surfing." Arthur nodded in appreciation. ''''Wise words!" As they watched thest rays of sunlight disappear on the horizon, they knew this day of adventure, from the snowy slopes to the scorching desert, culminating in their battle against the waves, would be etched in their memories forever. Two hours after their exhrating surfing adventure, a pleasant ache settling into their muscles, Noah and Arthur found themselves back at Noah''s academy room. The city lights twinkled outside the window, casting a warm glow on the cozy living room. Their day of adventure, filled with unexpected challenges and adrenaline-pumping activities, had finally reached its mellow end. But for these two friends, the fun wasn''t quite over yet. "Alright, Arthur," Noah dered, a yful glint in his eyes, "ready for our final adventure of the day?" Arthur, afortable fatigue pulling at his eyelids, couldn''t help but grin. "Final adventure? You sure know how to pack a day full of excitement, Noah. But hit me, what do you have in mind?" Noah walked over to a bookshelf tucked away in a corner of the room and retrieved a worn but well-loved box. He set it down on the coffee table with a flourish. "The ultimate test of strategy and wit," he announced dramatically, "board games!" Arthur''s eyes lit up. Board games, especially with someone aspetitive as Noah, promised a different kind of adventure, one that would test their minds as much as their bodies had been tested throughout the day. "Board games, huh?" Arthur echoed, a hint of challenge in his voice. "Well, don''t underestimate the underdog, Noah. Just because I wiped out a few times on the waves doesn''t mean I can''t crush you on the board game battlefield." Noah chuckled, a friendly jab at their earlierpetition. "We''ll see about that, my friend. But first, the game of choice?" They spent a few minutes browsing the collection of board games stacked neatly inside the box. There were ssics like chess and Monopoly, strategy games like Risk and Settlers of Catan, and even a few party games designed for pureughter. "What about a good old-fashioned game of chess?" Noah suggested, tapping the familiar wooden box with a thoughtful finger. Arthur, ever the strategist, grinned. "Chess it is. But be warned, Noah, I''ve been known to surprise even the most seasoned yers, I have even won against my father known for his exceptional chess skills." With the chessboard set up on the coffee table and the pieces arranged in their starting positions, they settled into their chairs, afortable silence settling around them. The only sounds were the soft tick of a clock on the wall and the asional rustle of leaves outside the window. The game began, a battle of wits unfolding on the checkered battlefield. Noah, known for his aggressive style of y, made a bold opening move. Arthur, however, remained calm, his mind working several moves ahead, countering Noah''s aggression with a strategic defense. As the game progressed, the tension in the room grew. Pieces were captured, strategies unfolded, and the tide of the battle shifted back and forth. Noah, frustrated by Arthur''s unexpected defense, made a risky move that backfired spectacrly. Arthur seized the opportunity, his piecesunching a coordinated attack that left Noah''s king in checkmate. With a sigh of defeat, Noah leaned back in his chair, a smile ying on his lips. "Well yed, Arthur," he conceded, extending his hand for a handshake. "You truly are a force to be reckoned with, even on the chessboard." Arthur, his chest puffed out with a touch of pride, shook Noah''s hand firmly. "Don''t underestimate me, my friend," he dered with a triumphant grin. Chapter 154: Tower of Trials 2nd Floor The first rays of dawn peeked through the blinds, painting golden stripes across Noah''s room. He stretchednguidly in his bed, the pleasant ache in his muscles a reminder of yesterday''s exhrating adventures. The snowy slopes, the scorching desert, the thrilling battle with the waves ¨C it all seemed like a dream, a testament to the extraordinary day they had shared. A smile yed on his lips as he remembered their final duel on the chessboard. Arthur''s unexpected victory had been a delightful surprise, a reminder that even the mostpetitive games were best enjoyed when shared with a friend. He understands his father''s suggestion to make friends. Life is more fun this way. Besides he could use themter, the reason why he was strengthening his bond with Arthur, he was worth investing some of his time into for the bigger pictureter. With a newfound sense of energy, he threw off the covers and headed toward the bathroom. A quick shower washed away the remnants of sleep and the salty tang of the ocean. He dressed in his well-worn training gear, a familiarfort that signaled the start of his day. The academy gym, a ce of focus and discipline, awaited him. As he walked down the halls, the quiet buzz of the academying to life filled the air. The rhythmic squeak of sneakers on polished floors, the distant murmur of conversation, the clinking of weights ¨C it was a symphony of activity that resonated with Noah''s drive and determination. Reaching the gym, he was greeted by the familiar sight of rows of weights, gleaming treadmills, and punching bags hanging ominously from the ceiling. The air hung heavy with the scent of sweat and determination, a potent cocktail that fueled his training spirit. With a purposeful stride, he walked towards the workout area, a quiet corner where he could focus on his routine. The day stretched before him, filled with possibilities, and he knew that starting it with a rigorous training session would set the tone for his ns for the day. As he lifted the weights, feeling the familiar burn in his muscles, his mind drifted to what he should do today, tomorrow''s ss would restart. Two hours of intense training left Noah dripping with sweat but invigorated. The gym echoed with the satisfying ng of weights returning to their racks and the rhythmic grunts of other students pushing their limits. Stepping out into the hallway, Noah felt a cool breeze that carried the aroma of freshly brewed coffee ¨C a wee contrast to the gym''s musky air. ncing at his watch, he saw it was a little past nine. Perfect timing for a refreshing shower and a hearty breakfast. Back in his room, a quick rinse washed away the exertion of the morning, leaving him feeling renewed. He threw on some fresh clothes and headed towards the academy cafeteria. The cafeteria buzzed with activity. Students mingled, recounting their mornings, theirughter blending with the clinking of silverware. Noah grabbed a tray and piled it high with fluffy pancakes, scrambled eggs, and a steaming mug of coffee. He scanned the room for Arthur, hoping to catch breakfast with him. Spotting a familiar mop of brown hair, he made his way over, a grin spreading across his face. "Morning, Arthur! Slept well after yesterday''s adventures?" Noah asked, sliding into the seat across from him. Arthur, engrossed in conversation with another student, turned his head with a jolt. His eyes widened in surprise, then softened into a smile. "Noah! Good morning. Slept like a log, despite a slight case of sand-induced nightmares." He gestured to his friend, who chuckled good-naturedly. "This is Liam, another student here at the academy. He is from the A-ss." Introductions were made, and the three students quickly fell into conversation. Liam, a friendly and enthusiastic young man, shared his own training experiences, adding fuel to theirpetitive spirit. Breakfast became a lively exchange of stories, training tips, and yful banter about their uingpetition. As they finished their meal, the air buzzed with anticipation. Today''s destination: the Tower of Trials. Both of them had the same idea. On his way to the Tower of Trials, Noah texted Lilith, that he hadn''t forgotten his mission to be intimate with her in a month. [Hello, Lilith what are you up to? Me I''m going *Emoji Tower*] Her reply came 3 minutester. One sentence, no it was an emoji of a tower. Meaning she was currently in the tower as well. Noah chuckled, this response was like her. He sent another text. [Have fun then. Let''s hang outter, train, and go on a date.] This time the reply was instantaneous. [Sure!] Noah smiled before switching off his phone and storing it away inside his item box. ''''Status window!" he calmly called. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 44 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 106 Strength: 115 Intelligence: 98 Dexterity: 115 Luck: 89 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 15060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv1} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö ''''Huh? I should try reaching level 46 today.'''' Noah mumbled as he stared at his floating status window. [Ding! New mission: Reach level 47 by the end of the day. Rewards: All +2 and 5000 Gold!] ''''A new challenge apanied by appropriate rewards.'''' Noah whistled innocently. If the system possessed human qualities, it might have indulged in an eye-roll towards its master, who feigned innocence despite being the instigator of this quest. Uttering those words aloud was a calcted tactic, aimed at enticing the system to generate a mission in ordance. Cunning indeed. [Special Note: No Experience Booster should be used or the mission fails!] ''''Eh?" Noah let out a shocked sigh, not expecting such a rule. He could almost swear that the system was getting back to him but that must be his imagination he thought. ''''Well, it doesn''t matter. I will certainly achieve this mission,'''' he vowed before moving to the tower. Registering at the reception floor he entered the tower. ¡ã¡ã¡ã Tower of Trials, 2nd Floor: Orc''s Den! The very name, Orc''s Den, sent shivers down the spines of even the most seasoned adventurers. It wasn''t just the orcs, hulking brutes rumored to inhabit the forest''s depths, that instilled fear. It was the forest itself, an ancient and primeval entity that seemed to exist in defiance of nature. Towering mountains, their snow-capped peaks scraping the underbelly of churning storm clouds, formed the jagged borders of the Orc''s Den. These weren''t graceful, majestic mountains, but gnarled behemoths, their nks ripped and scarred by eons of wind and weather. Clinging precariously to their slopes were the forest''s sentinels ¨C trees of unimaginable size and age. These weren''t the familiar pines and oaks of other forests. Here, colossal redwoods dwarfed even the tallest mountain passes, their bark a tapestry of emerald moss and crimson lichen. Coiled around their trunks, like ancient serpents, were vines as thick as a man''s arm, some adorned with blooms the size of dinner tes, others sporting razor-sharp thorns. Sunlight, fractured by the dense canopy overhead, dappled the forest floor in an unsettling mosaic of light and shadow. The air, thick with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves, hung heavy and still, broken only by the asional guttural screech of an unseen bird or the unsettling rustle of unseen movement in the undergrowth. Mushrooms, some bioluminescent, pulsed with an eerie inner light, while others, the size of small tables, sprouted from the damp ground, their caps a riot of poisonous reds and yellows. Strange, gnarled roots, thick as tree trunks, snaked across the forest floor, forming treacherous obstacles and silent testaments to the immense age of the trees. The oppressive silence was what truly unnerved those who dared to enter the Orc''s Den. It wasn''t a peaceful quiet, but a heavy, watchful stillness as if the very forest itself was holding its breath, waiting for the moment to strike. Noah arrived on this floor after leaving the first floor, he had reached level 45 after a gruesome grinding. He cleaned three goblin viges in order to finally reach level 45. He couldn''t help but sigh heavily. If he had used Exp Booster he would have leveled up faster and not wasted 3 hours fighting like a madman. He could understand the system''s aim, but she prohibited the use of Experience Booster because he tends too heavily on them. Something not good, therefore he must learn to control himself and not really too much on them. Noah understood this yet he couldn''t help but feel frustrated. He told himself he wouldn''t have wasted so much time if weren''t for this prohibition. ''''Sigh! I should control myself and continue. This floor will be fun because the only monsters here are orcs. Time to ughter some orcs!" Chapter 155: Tower of Trials 2nd Floor: Orcs Den Sunlight barely pierced the oppressive canopy of the Orc''s Den as Noah weaved through the ancient trees. Here, even his honed senses were challenged. The damp undergrowth muffled his footsteps, and the gnarled roots formed a treacherous obstacle course. But Noah, fueled by a warrior''s focus, moved with a silent grace born from years of rigorous training. Suddenly, a flicker on the edge of his perception. Not sight, not sound, but a presence, a disruption in the forest''s oppressive stillness. His signature skill, Presence Detection, red to life, pinpointing the source ¨C an orc. A surge of adrenaline coursed through him. There they were, the denizens of this primeval forest. The orc, a hulking brute with tusks that curved menacingly from its lower jaw, lumbered through a thicket of twisted vines, its beady eyes scanning the path ahead. Unaware of the silent predator stalking it, the beast let out a guttural growl, a sound that echoed eerily through the silent trees. In a sh, Noah was upon it. His movements were a blur, a deadly whisper through the ancient forest. Nemesis, his trusty de, sang a deadly song as it carved a clean arc through the air. The orc''s surprised grunt was cut short as the de met its mark, separating its head from its massive shoulders. The body crumpled to the damp earth with a thud, barely a ripple in the heavy stillness. Noah stood poised, his senses on high alert, the crimson sheen of Nemesis the only evidence of the swift, silent kill. He knew this was just the first encounter, a mere skirmish in the warren that was the Orc''s Den. [You have obtained 2% Exp.] A quick look at his growing status window disyed his stats. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 45 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 108 Strength: 117 Intelligence: 100 Dexterity: 117 Luck: 91 Stat Points: 2 Coins: 15060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv1} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö The hunt restarted after checking his status window. Sunlight, filtered through the dense canopy, cast an eerie glow on the forest floor as Noah stalked deeper into the Orc''s Den. The first orc was a swift kill, a testament to his skill and growing strength. But here, faced with a pack of four, a different approach was needed. He crouched behind a colossal, moss-covered boulder, his mind a whirlwind of strategic calctions. Recklessly charging in would be folly. Instead, he tapped into a power he rarely used in the presence of others ¨C telekinesis. With a surge of focused mana, he nudged a loose rock, sending it ttering across the forest floor in the opposite direction of his position. The effect was immediate. The orcs, hulking brutes with guttural growls, whipped their heads around, eyes narrowed in suspicion. ''''Grrrr!" One,rger than the others, bellowed a question in their harsh tongue. The tter of the rock, strategically aimed by Noah, hadnded near a territorial marker ¨C a pile of bleached bones half-buried in the damp earth. Confusion morphed into rage as the orcs argued amongst themselves. usatory fingers were pointed, tusks gnashed, and the air crackled with their hostile tension. This was his opportunity. With practiced ease, Noah channeled his mana once more, transforming Nemesis from its deadly de form into a magnificent, longbow. An exquisite bow was created. The orcs, too busy in their dispute, failed to notice the shift. Three arrows, imbued with fiery magic, materialized at the knock. He drew the bowstring back, the muscles in his arms singing with controlled power. The first arrow streaked through the air, a silent harbinger of doom. It found its mark with unerring uracy, piercing the skull of thergest orc. ''''!" A surprised gurgle escaped the creature as it crumpled to the ground. The other orcs, finally alerted to the true threat, spun around, their faces contorted in a mix of fear and fury. But it was toote. The second ming arrow followed its deadly trajectory, finding its purchase in the neck of a second orc. ''''Grogrr!" The creature roared in pain, clutching at the fiery wound as it slumped to the forest floor. Panic seized the remaining two orcs. They scattered, desperate for escape. Noah didn''t hesitate. The final arrow, fueled by his mana, flew true. It struck thest orc in the back, directly in the heart, silencing its panicked screech. The creature crumpled, joining its fallenrades on the bloodstained earth. With a deep breath, Noah dispelled the magical bow, letting Nemesis return to its familiar sword form. He surveyed the scene ¨C four orcsy defeated, the forest floor a testament to his swift and strategic use of both hisbat skills and his telekic abilities. He knew the Orc''s Den held more dangers, but he was not really worried,he would prevail. [You have obtained 8% Exp.] ''''Sigh! Let remove their magic stone to earn some credit.'''' The metallic ng of Noah''s de against orcish armor echoed through the oppressive silence of the Orc''s Den as he pried a pulsating, emerald-green magic stone from the fallen beast''s chest. With a satisfied grunt, he tucked the stone away and scanned the forest floor, his senses on high alert. The air crackled with a renewed tension. The orcs, it seemed, were no longer content with lone patrols. Six hulking figures emerged from the dense undergrowth, their guttural growls a menacing chorus. Noah''s lips curved into a grim smile ¨C they were adapting, sending more warriors to deal with the silent predator stalking their territory. But underestimating Noah was a grave mistake. He crouched behind a gnarled tree root, the familiar weight of Nemesis reassuring in his hand. This time, the ttering rock wouldn''t suffice. He needed a more immediate distraction. With a surge of focused mana, he ripped a thick vine from a nearby tree, imbuing it with telekic energy. The vine whipped through the air, wrapping itself around a particrly belligerent orc, yanking it away from the group and mming it into a towering redwood. The orcs roared in fury, their attention momentarily diverted. It was the opening Noah needed. Nemesis transformed into its longbow form in a blink, three ming arrows nocking themselves onto the enchanted wood. He let out a silent prayer for enough mana, the previous fight having drained his reserves. The first arrow found its mark, burying itself deep in the chest of the stunned orc entangled in the vine. The second arrow, fueled by Noah''s remaining mana and a surge of adrenaline, streaked through the air, taking out another orc before it could react. The remaining four, enraged and desperate, charged towards him, abandoning all semnce of strategy. A feral grin split Noah''s face. He loved close-quartersbat. With a flick of his wrist, Nemesis shifted back into its sword form, a deadly glint reflecting the faint sunlight filtering through the canopy. He danced a deadly ballet around the charging orcs, his movements a blur of trained precision. Steel met flesh in a symphony of ngs and thuds. Two orcs fell quickly, their roars cut short by the swift brutality of Noah''s attacks. Thest two orcs, wounded and demoralized, attempted a desperate nk. But Noah was a whirlwind of motion, anticipating their moves. He parried a clumsy blow from one orc, using the momentum to deliver a powerful kick that sent it sprawling. The final orc, fear clouding its judgment, lunged at him with a bone-axe. Noah sidestepped the attack with practiced ease, his de shing out in a deadly arc. The axe ttered to the forest floor, followed by the orc''s lifeless body. Six orcsy vanquished, the forest floor slick with blood. Noah, panting slightly, surveyed the scene. His mana reserves were depleted, his body ached, but a triumphant smile yed on his lips. He was deep within the Orc''s Den now, facing its denizens head-on. And despite the growing danger, a sense of aplishment warmed his chest. He was someone who grow stronger through adversary. [You have earned 12% Exp.] At present, his progress bar towards the next level stood at 22%, even after ying 12 Orcs. This exemplifies the arduousness of leveling up from the Expert rank onward. Higher ranks necessitate a substantial amount of experience points. In order to reach level 46, he would have to eliminate 34 additional orcs, taking into ount that, at his current level, each orc in grants a 2% Exp boost. ''''Well, I will seed, I willplete this mission.'''' Noah looking at his smart watch vowed. It was past 2 p.m, meaning that at best he still have four to five hours remaining to reach level 47 andplete the mission. It would be a hard thing to aplish without Exp Booster but it wasn''t impossible, considering that today he was aiming for the third floor where there was a boss that could earn him a good chunk of Exp. ''''Time to move forward!" Chapter 156: Tower of Trials 2nd Floor: Orcs Den Last Part Fifteen minutes melted away in the oppressive gloom of the Orc''s Den. Sweat beaded on Noah''s brow despite the cool air, a testament to the exertion of his previous fight. His muscles ached pleasantly, the familiar thrum of battle coursing through his veins. He was a predator in his element, and his senses were on high alert, scanning for the next challenge. Suddenly, a guttural chorus of orcish growls pierced the tense silence. Five hulking figures emerged from the tangled undergrowth, their beady eyes gleaming with malice. They charged towards him, a wave of green muscle and gnashing tusks. But this time, Noah opted for a different approach. He closed his eyes, focusing his willpower. With a muttered incantation, he unleashed his special ability ¨C The Night of Death. An unnatural darkness, thick and oppressive, descended upon the forest floor. The orcs, momentarily blinded by the sudden shift, stumbled and roared in confusion. Sunlight, already filtered through the dense canopy, waspletely extinguished, plunging the world into an inky ckness. This was Noah''s advantage. He danced through the shadows like a phantom, his senses heightened by years of training in the dark. Nemesis, a blur in the darkness, became an instrument of silent death. The orcs, disoriented and swinging blindly, were easy prey. Their guttural roars were cut short by the swift, deadly whisper of Noah''s de. One by one, they fell, their lifeless bodies crumpling into the unforgiving darkness. The Night of Death, a powerful ability but one that drained him considerably. After what felt like an eternity, but in reality only a few heart-stopping minutes, Noah deactivated the ability. Light seeped back into the forest, revealing the carnage. Five orcsy in, their lifeless forms stark against the damp earth. Noah stood there, chest heaving, the silence ringing in his ears. He had prevailed, but the darkness had taken its toll. [You have earned 10% Exp.] He ignored the system''s notification as he continued forward. The relentless pursuit through the Orc''s Den eventually led Noah to a sight that momentarily stole his breath away. Emerging from a particrly dense thicket, he found himself at the precipice of a mountain range, its jagged peaks scraping the underbelly of churning storm clouds. But it wasn''t the imposing mountains that captivated him. Directly in front of him, cascading down a moss-covered cliff face, was a waterfall of breathtaking beauty. Sunlight, finally managing to pierce the dense canopy in a narrow beam, illuminated the cascading water, transforming it into a shimmering curtain of liquid diamonds. The air shimmered with a cool mist that carried the faint scent of wildflowers, a wee respite from the stale, orc-infested air he had been breathing. The waterfall itself defied description. It wasn''t a single, thundering plunge, but a series of cascading steps, each one a glistening turquoise pool before spilling over into the next. The water, surprisingly clear considering the depths of the forest, tumbled over smooth, moss-covered rocks, creating a symphony of rushing water and gentle gurgling. A sense of peace, a stark contrast to the violence he had just witnessed, settled over Noah. He slumped down onto arge, t rock nestled amongst the ferns, his weary muscles sighing in relief. From his pack, he retrieved a well-worn sandwich, its contents a wee sight. He took arge bite, savoring the familiar taste of bread, cheese, and cured meats. A swig of his invigorating tonic juice washed down the food, leaving a pleasant tingle in his throat. For dessert, he indulged in a few chewy cookies, the sweet treat a wee indulgence in this otherwise harsh environment. As he ate, he allowed himself to rx, the sound of the cascading water a soothing melody. He closed his eyes, picturing thefort of the academy, the camaraderie with Arthur, Lilith and his goals. A small smile yed on his lips. Even in this dark and dangerous forest, a sliver of normalcy, a reminder of the world he was fighting for, kept him grounded. But the respite was short-lived. The weight of his mission, the orcs he knew stilly ahead, pressed down on him. With a sigh, he finished his meal, thest crumbs brushed from hisp. He stood up, his muscles protesting slightly, and stretched, the cool mountain air invigorating him. He turned away from the cascading waterfall, its beauty etched into his memory, and pressed deeper into the heart of the forest, the echo of rushing water a fading luby in the oppressive silence. ''''Let''s keep going!" he departed shortly after. Half an hour after his serene break by the waterfall, the melody of rushing water was reced by a cacophony of guttural shouts and rhythmic pounding. Emerging from the dense foliage, Noah found himself on the outskirts of a sprawling orc vige. Gone was the verdant beauty of the waterfall''s clearing. Here, the ancient trees gave way to a harsh and utilitarianndscape. Crude huts, fashioned from roughly hewn logs and animal hides, huddled together in a chaotic mess. Smoke billowed from central fire pits, casting an acrid haze over the scene. Totems, carved with grotesque visages and adorned with the bleached skulls of unfortunate creatures, marked the entrances to dwellings, their presence a chilling reminder of the orcs'' barbaric tendencies. The ground was churned to a muddy mess from constant foot traffic. Dirty children, their bellies swollen with malnutrition, darted between the huts, shrieking in anguage that sounded more like growls than words. Hulking orc warriors, adorned with crude armor and wielding an assortment of deadly weapons, patrolled the perimeter, their beady eyes scanning for any sign of danger. The air throbbed with a primal energy ¨C a sickening mix of sweat, blood, and the acrid tang of burning wood. This wasn''t a civilized settlement, but a den of predators, a ce where violence was a way of life. Noah, his senses on high alert, crouched behind a particrlyrge, gnarled tree, his hand instinctively gripping Nemesis at his side. He had found the heart of the Orc''s Den, and the true test of his skills was about to begin. A tense silence settled over Noah as he surveyed the orc vige. He knew a frontal assault was foolish, these creatures thrived on chaos. A mischievous glint flickered in his eyes. With a silent flick of his wrist, he reached out with his telekinesis, focusing on a pile of dry tinder stacked near a central hut. A spark, unseen by the orcs, ignited the tinder, and mes erupted with a sudden hiss. The orcs, engrossed in their own routines, were caught off guard. Shrieks of surprise and confusion erupted as the fire, fueled by Noah''s telekinesis, quickly grew in size. Children scattered, mothers clutched their young, and warriors bellowed, their guttural roars echoing through the vige. Panic, a potent weapon, had been unleashed. The distraction was all Noah needed. With a silent prayer for enough mana, he channeled his telekic energy once more. This time, his target wasn''t fire, but the crude wooden supports of a nearby hut. The air shimmered as the beams groaned under an unseen pressure, and with a loud crack, the entire structure copsed inwards, sending up a cloud of dust and debris. The orcs, momentarily stunned by the copsing hut, were thrown into further disarray. Seizing the opportunity, Noah sprinted from his hiding ce, Nemesis a blur in his hand. He wasn''t aiming for a full-blown massacre, but a calcted strike to sow fear and discord within the vige. A well-ced kick sent a hulking orc warrior sprawling, its surprised roar cut short as Noah''s de shed in the dim light, severing a vital artery. Another orc, charging at him with an axe raised high, found its weapon sheared in half by a well-timed swing of Nemesis. His actions were a tempest of lethal precision, honing in on crucial individuals - a shaman uttering a malevolent incantation, a war chief issuing authoritativemands. As each orc met their demise, a wave of terror swept through the vige, escting the panic to unprecedented levels. The orcs, ustomed to relying on sheer strength and predictable strategies, found themselves disoriented and destabilized by this enigmatic assant, silently and systematically eliminating them, one by one. However, Noah was not impervious to harm. The diminishing mana within him served as a constant reminder of the limitations of his telekic abilities. The burn, so familiar to him, reminded Noah that he couldn''t sustain his relentless assault indefinitely. His energy was finite, and he knew that he couldn''t maintain this level of intensity forever. Therefore he decided to end this fight for good. Using the Night of Death to plunge the whole vige into darkness, true to his ss the Angel of Death, Noah went on killing spree, killing everything in sight, it truly an hellish sight. After a mere twenty minutes, the once-thriving orc vige was reduced to mere ruins. Thick plumes of smoke engulfed the remnants of the partially demolished houses, bearing witness to the utter devastation that had unfolded. Not a single being was spared from the merciless ughter that had befallen them. Chapter 157: Tower of Trials 3rd Floor His actions were a tempest of lethal precision, honing in on crucial individuals - a shaman uttering a malevolent incantation, a war chief issuing authoritativemands. As each orc met their demise, a wave of terror swept through the vige, escting the panic to unprecedented levels. The orcs, ustomed to relying on sheer strength and predictable strategies, found themselves disoriented and destabilized by this enigmatic assant, silently and systematically eliminating them, one by one. However, Noah was not impervious to harm. The diminishing mana within him served as a constant reminder of the limitations of his telekic abilities. The burn, so familiar to him, reminded Noah that he couldn''t sustain his relentless assault indefinitely. His energy was finite, and he knew that he couldn''t maintain this level of intensity forever. Therefore he decided to end this fight for good. Using the Night of Death to plunge the whole vige into darkness, true to his ss the Angel of Death, Noah went on killing spree, killing everything in sight, it truly an hellish sight. After a mere twenty minutes, the once-thriving orc vige was reduced to mere ruins. Thick plumes of smoke engulfed the remnants of the partially demolished houses, bearing witness to the utter devastation that had unfolded. Not a single being was spared from the merciless ughter that had befallen them. [Ding! You have level up!] This announcement couldn''t be more sweet. ''''Statut window!" Noah called out after catching his breath. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 46 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 110 Strength: 119 Intelligence: 102 Dexterity: 119 Luck: 93 Stat Points: 4 Coins: 15060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv1} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Noah carefully examined his status window, pondering his next move. "Alright, time to take action," he dered with determination. With deliberate precision, he distributed two points to enhance his Strength and Dexterity, boosting them to a formidable 120 each. The remaining two points were allocated to bolster his mana, increasing it to a notable 112. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 46 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 112 Strength: 120 Intelligence: 102 Dexterity: 120 Luck: 93 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 15060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv1} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö ''''Time to conclude on the 3rd floor.'''' he moved forward. Stepping through the shimmering portal, Noah''s eyes were assaulted by an unrelenting whiteness. The entire room, floor to impossibly high ceiling, was painted a sterile, blinding white. It felt like stepping into a nk canvas, the air itself tinged with a faint hum of static. In the center of this vast emptiness, a single, stark feature broke the monotony: a throne. Crafted from a polished obsidian so ck it seemed to consume the surrounding light, it sat like a monstrous jewel on the room''s pristine floor. And upon the throne, a sight unlike any Noah had ever encountered. It was a Minotaur, a grotesque fusion of man and bull. Its massive body rippled with muscle, its fur a shade of inky ck that mirrored the throne. The head, however, was where the true horror resided. Where a human face should have been, a monstrous bull''s head glowered. Razor-sharp horns, each thicker than Noah''s arm, curved back from its skull. Blood-red eyes, devoid of pupils, stared out with an intelligence both ancient and malevolent. A thick ring of bronze pierced its bovine nose, a single heavy chain disappearing down the back of the throne, hinting at some unseen restraint. The air around the Minotaur crackled with a barely contained power. It sat perfectly still, yet Noah could feel the weight of its gaze, a crushing pressure that threatened to pin him to the spot. ''''!" The silence in the room was heavy with anticipation, broken only by the ragged sound of Noah''s own breath. ''This is the guardian of the 3rd floor? This is not going to be easy, he is at least B rank monster.'' Noah quickly assessed. [Ding! A new, additional challenge awaits you - emerge victorious in this battle without relying on your swordsmanship or any of your unique abilities. Reward: 7000 Gold. Note: you can choose to refuse this mission and finish the original one.] Suddenly the Minotaur, it rose from its obsidian throne with a tremor that seemed to shake the very air. Then, with a bestial snort, it raised a single, impossiblyrge arm. In its hand, an axe materialized ¨C not a weapon, but a monument to violence. Its head was a crescent moon of ck iron, the edges serrated like a butcher''s cleaver. It gleamed under the white light, reflecting a cold, murderous glint. Before Noah could even blink, the Minotaur hurled the axe with a roar that echoed through the room. It was a blur of death, a dark streak against the blinding white. The speed was unreal ¨C one moment the axe was in the creature''s hand, the next it was hurtling towards Noah''s chest. But thanks to his heightened senses, the world seemed to slow. The roar became a drawn-out bellow, the axe''s trajectory azy arc. In that stretched instant, Noah reacted with the fluidity of a predator. He dropped like a stone, his body blurring towards the floor. Swoosh! The wind of the passing axe ruffled his hair as it mmed into the white wall behind him with a thunderous boom. BOOM! Debris rained down like a hailstorm, Chu! Chu! Chu! But Noah was already rolling, dodging the falling shrapnel in a practiced maneuver. From his crouched position, he saw the Minotaur. The beast bellowed again, enraged by its missed strike. It lowered its head, horns scraping the ground as it prepared to charge. But then, it froze. Hovering in the air, just above its massive head, a swarm of debris shimmered ¨C the remnants of the shattered wall. Hundreds of jagged stones, broken bricks, and twisted metal fragments hung suspended, their edges glinting with deadly promise. A low growl rumbled from Noah''s chest. "Now it''s my turn," he muttered, his voiceced with a dangerous edge. With a flick of his mind, the debris surged forward. No longer a harmless cloud of dust, they transformed into a lethal storm, aimed at the Minotaur''s exposed nk. The beast roared again, a sound that shook the throne, but it was toote to seek cover. With a thunderous crash, the shrapnel rained down upon the Minotaur, the force enough to send tremors through the very white expanse of the room. The white room echoed with the Minotaur''s enraged bellow and the ttering of debris. Dust swirled, momentarily obscuring the beast from view. Noah watched, his mind stretched taut with concentration, a bead of sweat tracing a path down his temple. Had it worked? As the dust settled, a horrifying sight met his eyes. The Minotaur stood defiant, its ck fur bristling. The debris had inflicted damage ¨C gashes ran across its hide, rivulets of blood trickled down its massive legs. But the beast was far from defeated. Its eyes, glowing like embers in the sterile whiteness, burned with renewed fury. The silence hung heavy for a moment before the Minotaur charged. The ground trembled with each thunderous footfall, sending tremors that vibrated through Noah''s very bones. The beast wasn''t aiming for a frontal assault this time. With surprising agility for its size, it swerved, aiming to m its massive shoulder into the wall, hoping to create a breach and escape the confines of the room. Noah reacted instinctively. He didn''t have the reserves to maintain another barrage like the first one. But he could still manipte the battlefield. He focused on the floor directly in front of the charging Minotaur, willing the smooth white tiles to shift. With a sickening scrape, a section of the floor lurched upwards, forming a sudden, three-foot wall. The Minotaur, caughtpletely off guard, mmed into the unexpected obstacle. It bellowed in pain, its momentum thrown off. The blow sent a tremor through the improvised wall, threatening to topple it. But it held, forcing the Minotaur to veer off course. Instead of escaping, the beast found itself trapped in the center of the room, its rage momentarily reced by a flicker of confusion. It turned its fiery gaze towards Noah, the ground shaking under its weight. Noah knew this was only a temporary reprieve. The Minotaur was wounded but far from vanquished. He needed to strike again, and this time, he needed to make it count. He cast his eyes around the room, searching for his next advantage. His gaze fell on the throne, its obsidian surface reflecting the blinding white like a dark mirror. Perhaps, the key to defeating the beasty not just in brute force, but in exploiting its environment. Chapter 158: The Guardian of the 3rd Floor Noah knew this was only a reprieve. The Minotaur was wounded but far from vanquished. He needed to strike again, and this time, he needed to make it count. He cast his eyes around the room, searching for his next advantage. His gaze fell on the throne, its obsidian surface reflecting the blinding white like a dark mirror. Perhaps, the key to defeating the beasty not just in brute force, but in exploiting its environment. A dangerous glint flickered in Noah''s eyes. The throne, crafted from the same obsidian as the Minotaur''s discarded axe, was more than just a seat. It was a potential weapon and a powerful one at that. Focusing his waning mana, he reached out telekically, not for the Minotaur itself, but for the massive chain disappearing down the back of the throne. With a groan of straining metal, the chain slowly began to rise, links grinding against one another as they emerged from the depths. It was a slow process, a tug-of-war against the Minotaur''s unseen restraint. The beast, sensing the shift, whipped its head around, nostrils ring. Roar! A brutal roar erupted from its throat, a sound filled with a primal mix of fury and confusion. It pawed at the ground, snorting defiance as it realized its confinement. Finally, with a ng that echoed through the room, the entire chain materialized in Noah''s mental grasp. It was thick and heavy, a dark serpent coiling in the air. A smirk touched Noah''s lips. This wouldn''t be a quick and elegant takedown, but it might just be enough. With a flick of his will, he sent the chain whipping through the air. It arced across the white expanse, aiming for the Minotaur''s massive horns. The beast, caught off guard by the unexpected attack, bellowed and tried to pull its head back. But the chain was too fast. It mmed into one of the horns with a sickening thud, the force sending a jolt through the entire room. The Minotaur staggered, its eyes wide with pain and outrage. Seizing his opportunity, Noah didn''t waste a moment. He mmed the mental brakes on the chain, halting its momentum and sending the Minotaur crashing forward. Bam! The beast, unbnced and further enraged by the pain, mmed headfirst into the obsidian throne. The impact was deafening. The throne groaned under the weight, cracks spiderwebbing across its surface. The Minotaur, momentarily stunned, slumped against the damaged throne, itsbored breaths echoing in the white void. Noah''s vision blurred at the edges, his body screaming in protest at the exertion. But a sliver of determination burned bright within him. He wouldn''t let his limitations stop him now. He focused all his remaining mana, channeling it towards the chain. It pulsed with a faint ck light, responding to his desperate plea. With a final, earth-shaking roar, Noah yanked with all his might. The chain strained, groaning in protest, before finally giving way. With a deafening crash, the obsidian throne shattered, sending a shower of ck shrapnel flying through the air. Buried beneath the wreckage, the Minotaury still, its massive chest no longer rising and falling. Silence descended upon the white room, broken only by Noah''s ragged gasps. He stood there, swaying slightly on his feet, his body drained but his eyes filled with a steely glint. He had conquered the third floor, but the victory tasted like ash in his mouth. The battle had pushed him to his limits, and he knew the next challenge wouldn''t be any easier. [You have earned 100% Exp!] [You have leveled up!] {Ding! Missionspleted (Main mission plus additional mission) Rewards: All stats plus 2 and 10000 Gold} Noah smiled in satisfaction, he was still exhausted even after he leveled up but he was happy nheless. He immediately distributed his two stat points evenly on Strength and Dexterity. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 47 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 116 Strength: 125 Intelligence: 106 Dexterity: 125 Luck: 97 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 25060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv1} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö ¡ã¡ã¡ã The sterile white of the third floor seemed to stretch on forever for Lilith. Unlike Noah''s blinding chamber, hers was a vast, open arena where the wind howled, whipping her white hair into a frenzy. In the center, a Minotaur, a different one from Noah''s perhaps, mirrored its monstrous kin. This one, however,cked the obsidian throne and chain restraint. Lilith, a blur of white and silver, danced a deadly ballet around the beast. Her movements were a testament to her "spacial movement skill," each step a calcted warp in space that brought her just out of reach of the Minotaur''s sweeping attacks. Her hands, though, were a storm of lethal elegance. With a flick of her wrist, she''d conjure razor-sharp wind arrows that materialized from thin air, singing through the arena before finding their mark on the Minotaur''s hide. The beast roared in frustration, its dark fur bristling with each deflected blow. It lumbered after Lilith, its bellow shaking the very air. But she was a phantom, a wisp of wind just beyond its grasp. The wind arrows, though numerous, seemed to have little effect. They stung, leaving superficial wounds, but failed to pierce the Minotaur''s thick hide. Lilith gritted her teeth. This wasn''t working. She needed a different strategy, something more decisive. As she dodged another swipe of the Minotaur''s massive axe, her eyes darted across the arena, searching for an opening. A glint of sunlight, perhaps? A sudden shift in the wind currents? Her gazended on a cluster of jagged rocks jutting out from the otherwise smooth floor ¨C remnants of some forgotten battle, perhaps. An idea sparked in her mind, a gamble that might turn the tide. A feral grin split Lilith''s face. The wind howled even louder around her as she focused her power. This wasn''t just about dodging anymore. She needed to manipte the very fabric of space to her advantage. With a deep breath, she unleashed a torrent of concentrated wind, not at the Minotaur itself, but at the base of the rocky outcropping. The wind tore at the rock with a screech, carving away at its base like an invisible chisel. In a matter of seconds, the entire cluster shuddered and with a deafening roar, toppled towards the Minotaur. The beast, momentarily distracted by the sudden shift in the wind''s fury, bellowed in surprise as the avnche of rock hurtled toward it. Lilith didn''t wait to see the impact. Sheunched herself forward in a series of rapid blinks, utilizing her spatial movement to weave through the falling debris. The Minotaur, however, wasn''t so lucky. The rocks mmed into it with a sickening crunch, pinning its massive legs beneath the weight. A furious roar erupted from the creature, a soundced with pain and frustration. Seizing her opportunity, Lilith materialized right behind the Minotaur, her hand outstretched. Concentrating thest vestiges of her mana, she wove a final, intricate spell. With a sharp cry, she mmed her palm into the Minotaur''s back. A blinding sh erupted, momentarily filling the white arena with an azure light. When the light faded, Lilith stumbled back, panting. In her ce, where the Minotaur once stood, was a swirling vortex of shimmering blue energy. A final, defiant bellow echoed from within the vortex before it contracted with a snap, leaving behind nothing but a faint wisp of smoke. Lilith copsed onto her knees, drained but exhrated. She had conquered the Guardian of her floor, not with brute force, but with cunning and maniption of space itself. A satisfied sigh escaped her lips as she allowed herself a moment of respite. [You have leveled up!] [Level 44!] ''''I wonder what Noah''s level is? Surely higher than this, I must continue, I must be powerful enough to support him and never anyone else take my ce.'''' she clenched her knuckles tightly and vowed to be like her mature self as soon as possible. She seemed to be the one to recall what happened, Noah did not seem to happen aplete recollection of what happened. Lilith rose to her feet, she drank a stamina potion before deciding to continue, her goal today was to reach at least level 45. Only this way she would feel at ease. With level 45 she might be at the same level as Noah or at least not too far apart. She was certain he hadn''t reached level 50 yet, even for Noah it would be quite challenging. She spent quite some credits to be able to quickly level up, she even begged her grandfather to have few items to help her to level up faster. Chapter 159: Commercial District Stepping out of the stark whiteness of the third floor of Tower of trials, Noah was greeted by a sight that stole his breath away. Night had descended upon the academy, transforming the familiar grounds into a breathtaking spectacle. A velvet cloak of darkness stretched across the vast expanse of the sky, dusted with a million twinkling diamonds ¨C the stars. They glittered like scattered fireflies, their brilliance undimmed by the faint glow ofnterns illuminating the academy paths. The full moon, a luminous pearl suspended in the inky canvas, bathed thendscape in a soft, silvery light. It cast long, ethereal shadows that danced across the manicuredwns and kissed the ancient buildings with an ethereal glow. The air, cool and crisp, carried the sweet scent of night-blooming jasmine, a delightful contrast to the sterile emptiness of the Tower. In the distance, the silhouette of the Grand Library loomed like a sleeping giant, its stained-ss windows shimmering with an internal, otherworldly light. The gentle murmur of a fountain, its water reflecting the moonlight like fallen stars, added a calming melody to the night''s quiet symphony. Even the sounds of crickets chirping and owls hooting seemed to hold a note of serenity, a stark contrast to the brutal battle he''d just endured. Despite the exhaustion gnawing at his body, a sense of peace settled over Noah as he gazed at the breathtaking scene. The academy, in its moonlit splendor, seemed a world away from the trials within the Tower. It was a world of beauty and tranquility. Noah made his way back to his dorm room, the image of the moonlit academy a calming balm to his frayed nerves. Every step felt heavy, his muscles screaming from the ordeal within the Tower. Reaching his room, he fumbled with the lock, his hands shaking slightly. Finally, the door creaked open, and he stumbled inside. The first thing he did was shed his training armor, the metal nging onto the floor with a wee finality. He stripped off his sweat-soaked clothes, tossing them carelessly onto the chair. The cool night air felt like a caress against his heated skin. With a sigh that seemed to carry the weight of the world, Noah made his way to the bathroom. He cranked open the hot water tap, anticipation building as the hissing steam filled the room. He waited, watching the condensation form on the cold tiles, until the temperature reached a perfect, scorching heat. Finally, he stepped into the steaming tub. The hot water enveloped him, a wave of wee relief washing over his aching body. He closed his eyes, letting out a long groan as the tension started to melt away. He reached for a bottle of herbal bath salts on a nearby shelf, their calming scent filling the air. As he poured them into the water, the air grew thick with the aroma ofvender and chamomile, further soothing his raw nerves. Leaning back against the tub''s headrest, Noah finally allowed himself to rx. The day''s events reyed in his mind, a brutal montage of telekic throws and the enraged bellow of the Minotaur. But slowly, the adrenaline rush faded, reced by a deep sense of aplishment. He had conquered the third floor. As he soaked, the moonlight filtering through the window cast a soft, silvery sheen on the water. He enjoyed a long and refreshing bath. Themercial district of the academy bustled with a vibrant energy that was a stark contrast to the quiet solitude of Noah''s dorm room. Stepping out into the cool night air, he was greeted by a cacophony of sounds and smells that instantly put him on high alert after the sterile whiteness of the Tower. Fairy lights strung across the cobblestone streets cast a warm glow, illuminating a dazzling array of shops and stalls. Each storefront disyed its wares with a touch of magical ir ¨C a bakery where pastries levitated in a mesmerizing dance, a potion shop where brightly colored concoctions bubbled merrily in cauldrons, and a cksmith''s forge where sparks flew in rhythm with the rhythmic ng of the hammer. The air was thick with the aroma of exotic spices, freshly baked bread, and sizzling meats wafting from open kitchens. Students from all walks of magical life mingled, theirughter and chatter creating a lively atmosphere. A group of boisterous dwarves debated the merits of enchanted weaponry at a weapons stall, while a gaggle of pixies giggled as they tried on sparkling jewelry at a trinket shop. Here and there, street performers entertained the crowd ¨C a young elf strumming enchanting melodies on a lute, a levitating gnome juggling iridescent balls of fire. Despite the lively chaos, the district maintained a sense of order. Street vendors, adorned in colorful aprons, called out their wares with friendly enthusiasm. Magical streemps, shaped like blossoming flowers, cast pools of soft light, guiding patrons safely through the throngs. The scent of freshly brewed magical tea from a nearby stall caught Noah''s attention, a tempting invitation to linger and soak up the vibrant atmosphere after his long and arduous day. Noah followed the glowing map disyed on his smartphone, weaving through the bustling crowds of themercial district. He soon arrived at a sleek, modern building that stood out from the quaint, cobblestone surroundings. This was "Chronos," a four-star restaurant known for its delectable fusion cuisine and a particr favorite amongst the academy''s upperssmen. A shimmering, holographic logo of an hourss pulsed above the entrance, casting an otherworldly glow. Sliding doors whooshed open with a gentle sigh as Noah approached, revealing the restaurant''s enticing interior. The first thing that struck Noah was the breathtaking view. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a panoramic vista of the academy bathed in moonlight. The iconic Grand Library loomed across the way, its stained-ss windows glowing like jewels in the night sky. Inside, the atmosphere buzzed with a sophisticated sophistication. The lighting was low, but warm, with strategically ced orbs emitting an ethereal glow that cast long, elegant shadows. The furniture was a tasteful blend of modern and magical aesthetics. Plush, high-backed chairs upholstered in rich velvet were arranged around sleek, ck tables that shimmered with an otherworldly sheen. Intricate geometric patterns, etched into the walls with glowing runes, pulsed with a soft, rhythmic light that added a touch of enchantment to the modern ambiance. Despite the elegant setting, the atmosphere wasn''t one of stuffy formality. Laughter and conversation filled the air, a gentle murmur that created a sense offortable conviviality. Groups of senior students, dressed in their finest robes, sat at tables, enjoying their meals and animated conversation. Here and there, professors could be seen enjoying a quiet dinner with colleagues, their robes momentarily reced by casual attire. A young woman with a bright smile and a nametag reading "Seraphina" greeted Noah at the entrance. "Wee to Chronos," she said, her voice warm and weing. "Do you have a reservation?" Noah, momentarily stunned by the elegant and vibrant atmosphere, shook his head. "No, I don''t," he admitted. He wasn''t sure if a ce like this would even seat a first-year student without reservation, he forgot to do it because he decided toe here atst minute. Seraphina''s smile didn''t falter. "Not a problem," she assured him. "We might have a few spots at the bar open this evening. Would you be interested in trying those?" Noah, relieved, quickly said, "Absolutely, that sounds great." He wouldn''t mind a bit of casual dining after battling a Minotaur, the guardian on the 3rd floor of the Tower of trials. Seraphina led him through the bustling dining area, past groups ofughing students and the enticing aroma of exotic dishes. They arrived at a sleek, ck countertop that ran along one side of the restaurant, offering a front-row seat to the masterful cooking going on in the open kitchen. Behind the counter stood a young man with fiery red hair and a mischievous grin. He wore a pristine chef''s coat adorned with a single, shimmering star, a badge of honor for talented chefs at Chronos. "Hey there," he greeted Noah with a wink, "Wee to the show. You look like you could use some fuel. First time here I presume?" His observation didn''t suprise Noah. He nodded, a tired smile ying on his lips. The chef chuckled, "Don''t worry, kid, I''m absolutely certain you''ll enjoy our meal and will soon be a regr. What can I get you?" Gazing over a menu projected onto the countertop, Noah felt a pang of hunger he hadn''t realized was there. The menu boasted an array of dishes that fused magical ingredients with modern culinary techniques. There were seared dragon steaks with a mango-habanero salsa, levitating truffle fries dusted with pixie dust, and even a deconstructed wyvern egg souffle with a side of enchanted mushroom sauce. Noah''s eyes scanned the menu, mesmerized by the strange yet delicious-soundingbinations. A chance to experience the vibrant energy of the upperssmen and the culinary magic of the restaurant - was an unexpected perk, one he was determined to enjoy. Chapter 160: Spending Time His observation didn''t suprise Noah. He nodded, a tired smile ying on his lips. The chef chuckled, "Don''t worry, kid, I''m absolutely certain you''ll enjoy our meal and will soon be a regr. What can I get you?" Gazing over a menu projected onto the countertop, Noah felt a pang of hunger he hadn''t realized was there. The menu boasted an array of dishes that fused magical ingredients with modern culinary techniques. There were seared dragon steaks with a mango-habanero salsa, levitating truffle fries dusted with pixie dust, and even a deconstructed wyvern egg souffle with a side of enchanted mushroom sauce. Noah''s eyes scanned the menu, mesmerized by the strange yet delicious-soundingbinations. A chance to experience the vibrant energy of the upperssmen and the culinary magic of the restaurant - was an unexpected perk, one he was determined to enjoy. ''''Alright, I''m in for a bit of an adventure," Noah dered, a grin spreading across his face. The exhaustion from fighting like a madman without much rest in the Tower of Trials was momentarily forgotten, reced by a sense of anticipation for the unique culinary experience Chronos offered. "Excellent choice!" The chef, whose name tag identified him as "Ember," practically vibrated with excitement. "Let''s start you off with something light. How about some Pixie Dusted Cmari with a side of our signature Chronos Cosmo?" Noah, intrigued, readily agreed. Ember, with practiced ease, levitated a pot over an unseen me, his movements infused with a touch of yful magic. He tossed in plump rings of cmari, the batter sizzling as it hit the hot oil. A sprinkle of shimmering pixie dust followed, coating the cmari in a delicate, iridescent sheen. As Ember worked his culinary magic, Noah nced around, taking in the scene. The open kitchen buzzed with activity. Several other chefs, each adorned with their star-emzoned coats, moved with practiced efficiency, their movements a well-rehearsed dance. Magical mes danced under bubbling cauldrons, their colors changing ording to the potion being brewed. Strange, otherworldly ingredients ¨C glowing mushrooms, feathery spiderwebs, and iridescent scales ¨C sat disyed on shelves, adding a touch of the fantastical to the otherwise modern setting. On the other side of the bar, a group of senior students were deep in conversation, theirughter punctuated by clinking sses. The cmari arrived, a golden-brown masterpiece presented on a levitating te. Ember winked at Noah. "Careful," he warned yfully, "those pixie sprinkles have a kick!" Noah took a tentative bite, his eyes widening in surprise. The cmari was impossibly tender, the batter light and crispy. The pixie dust added a subtle sweetness that danced yfully on his tongue. He chased it down with a sip of the Chronos Cosmo ¨C a vibrant blue concoction that shimmered with an otherworldly glow. The taste was aplex mix of sweet and tart, with a hint of something strangely familiar, like the thrill of victory after a hard-fought battle. As Noah savored the explosion of vors, the exhaustion from the fights seemed to melt away. He was surrounded by the vibrancy of the academy''s upperssmen, the air thick with the aroma of magic and culinary delights. It was indeed an excellent ce. The moonlight cast long shadows as Noah exited Chronos, the delectable aftertaste of pixie dust and Chronos Cosmos lingering on his tongue. With a satisfied sigh, he pulled out his smartphone and sent a quick text to Lilith. "Hey Lilith, Up for something?" He didn''t expect much. Lilith was as enigmatic as a shadow itself, her messages usually short and devoid of emotion, mirroring her stoic personality. But to his surprise, a reply popped up within seconds. "Outside the Grand Library. 5 minutes." A hint of a smile yed on Noah''s lips. Five minutester, he found her exactly where she said she''d be, bathed in the cool moonlight filtering through the ancient trees that surrounded the Grand Library. She leaned against the rough stone wall, her white hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of moonlight. As Noah approached, she nced up, her amber eyes devoid of their usual intensity. "You wanted something?" she asked, her voice a neutral monotone. Noah couldn''t help but chuckle. "Just thought you might want a break from all that reading," he said, gesturing towards the massive library looming behind her. "How''d your day go?" Noah asked, his curiosity piqued despite Lilith''s usual stoicism. Lilith shrugged, a flicker of something resembling amusement crossing her amber eyes for a fleeting moment. "Not bad!" she replied curtly. She hadn''t achieved her initial goal but what she''d achieved was enough and she was sure if she wasn''t the first she''d be the second highest level of their promotion. This was more than enough for now hence the answer not bad. "That''s good," Noah said, a grin spreading across his face. "Mind grabbing a drink?" The suggestion hung in the air for a moment. Then, to Noah''s surprise, a genuine smile tugged at the corner of Lilith''s lips. This wasn''t just a twitch of the mouth, but a full-blown, genuine expression that lit up her entire face, momentarily banishing her usual stoicism. "Sure," she replied, the single word holding a world of unspoken emotions. The truth was, Lilith hadn''t forgotten the yful promise they''d made earlier that day. While she might not have been the most expressive person, she wasn''t heartless. Besides, Prisci and Ilya''s advice echoed in her mind ¨C spending time with Noah could solidify their bond. And maybe, just maybe, it could lead to something more. As Noah watched her smile, a warmth bloomed in his chest. He couldn''t deny that there was something about Lilith, with her quiet strength and enigmatic personality, that drew him in. Perhaps a drink at the bustlingmercial district, away from the quiet solitude of the library, was just what they both needed. "Great choice," he said, his voice filled with genuine enthusiasm. "There''s this cool bar in themercial district ¨C The Ivy''s bar. They have these finest cocktails that are supposed to be amazing. Up for a little adventure?" The Ivy Bar wasn''t your typical, boisterous student hangout. Nestled amidst the lively chaos of themercial district, it exuded an air of sophisticated charm. As Noah and Lilith approached, the first thing that caught their eye was the facade. Unlike the brightly lit shops and stalls around them, the Ivy was shrouded in a veil of secrecy. Ivy vines, meticulously manicured, climbed the ck brick exterior, their leaves shimmering with an almost unnatural silver sheen in the moonlight. A single, wrought-ironntern hung above the entrance, casting a warm, golden glow that illuminated a discreet sign ¨C a single, elegantly scripted "Ivy" in swirling emerald lettering. Pushing open the heavy oak door, they were greeted by a wave of soft, melodic jazz music that seemed to weave its way through the air. The interior was a study in contrasts ¨C dimly lit yet warm, with a sophisticated elegance that felt both intimate and inviting. Deep emerald green velvet booths lined the walls, their plush cushions promising hours offortable conversation. Low hangingmps cast pools of warm light onto ornately framed photographs of legendary magical creatures and historical figures of the academy, their stories whispered in the hushed murmurs of patrons. A sleek, ck bar stretched across the far end of the room, manned by a team of bartenders in crisp white vests and bow ties, their movements practiced and efficient. The air was thick with the intoxicating aroma of expensive cigars and a variety of exotic herbs and spices, hinting at theplex concoctions served at the bar. In the corner, next to a crackling firece, a lone pianist yed a hauntingly beautiful melody, his music adding a touch of mncholic charm to the already enchanting atmosphere. Despite the air of sophistication, the Ivy wasn''t stuffy. Scattered groups of patrons, a mix of upperssmen and professors, enjoyed their drinks and conversation in a rxed atmosphere. There was a sense of mystery about the ce, a feeling that within these ivy-d walls, secrets were whispered and stories unfolded over perfectly crafted cocktails. Noah held the heavy oak door open for Lilith, a yful glint in his eyes. "Wee to the Ivy," he announced with a flourish, gesturing towards the inviting interior. Lilith, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected elegance, stepped inside. The hushed murmurs and melodic jazz were a stark contrast to the bustling streets they''d just left. Her gaze swept across the room, taking in the luxurious details ¨C the emerald velvet booths, the ornately framed photographs whispering forgotten stories, the flickering firece casting a warm glow on the polished wood floor. A soft smile tugged at the corner of her lips. It wasn''t entirely out of character for her to appreciate a well-crafted atmosphere, despite her usual stoicism. Here, amidst the air thick with the aroma of expensive cigars and exotic spices, she felt a strange sense of belonging. "This ce is... different," she finally admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. Chapter 161: Kiss under the Rain Noah held the heavy oak door open for Lilith, a yful glint in his eyes. "Wee to the Ivy," he announced with a flourish, gesturing towards the inviting interior. Lilith, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected elegance, stepped inside. The hushed murmurs and melodic jazz were a stark contrast to the bustling streets they''d just left. Her gaze swept across the room, taking in the luxurious details ¨C the emerald velvet booths, the ornately framed photographs whispering forgotten stories, the flickering firece casting a warm glow on the polished wood floor. A soft smile tugged at the corner of her lips. It wasn''t entirely out of character for her to appreciate a well-crafted atmosphere, despite her usual stoicism. Here, amidst the air thick with the aroma of expensive cigars and exotic spices, she felt a strange sense of belonging. "This ce is... different," she finally admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. Noah grinned, his enthusiasm infectious. "Different in a good way, right? I heard they have these incredible cocktails here, each a work of art. Up for trying one?" Lilith hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Maybe a well-crafted drink, something unique and perhaps a little mysterious, was just the thing to break the ice ¨C both literally and figuratively. They approached the bar, the polished surface reflecting the warm glow of the hangingmps. The bartenders, with their crisp white vests and air of quiet efficiency, seemed to exude an air of knowledge about the intricacies of every drink on the menu. Catching their eye, Noah leaned in. "We''d like to see your finest concoctions," he requested, his voice filled with a hint of yful challenge. The bartender, a man with a neatly trimmed beard and a twinkle in his eyes, chuckled. "Excellent choice, young man. The Ivy prides itself on its bespoke cocktails. Tell me, what kind of adventure are you looking for tonight?" Noah nced at Lilith, a silent question passing between them. This wasn''t your typical bar experience, and the prospect of a drink tailored specifically to their desires was intriguing. Their first date, perhaps even their first official outing as a (not-so-officially-official) couple, deserved something special. A slow smile spread across Lilith''s face, a hint of amusement sparkling in her silver eyes. "Surprise us," she said, her voice a touch softer than usual. The bartender''s smile widened. "A challenge I relish," he dered, his movements swift and practiced as he began to gather a variety of exotic ingredients from behind the bar. As he worked, afortable silence settled between Noah and Lilith. They stood shoulder-to-shoulder, their gazes fixed on the mesmerizing disy before them. The Ivy Bar, with its sophisticated ambience and promise of unique concoctions, felt like the perfect ce to begin their unconventional journey as a couple. Tonight, amidst the whispers of secrets and the clinking of sses, they were ready for whatever adventure awaited them, one carefully crafted cocktail at a time. The air crackled with anticipation as the bartender, whose name tag identified him as Ss, expertly mixed their drinks. He muddled fragrant herbs with a mortar and pestle, the rhythmic clinking echoing softly against the backdrop of the jazz music. He sliced slivers of a strange, iridescent fruit Noah had never seen before, their pearlescent sheen catching the flickeringmplight. Each movement was precise, almost ritualistic, as if he were conducting a symphony of vors. Finally, with a flourish, Ss presented their cocktails. Noah''s was a vibrant blue, tinged with streaks of gold, served in a ss that resembled a miniature dragon curled around the rim. Lilith''s drink, on the other hand, was a smoky amethyst, swirling with wisps ofvender mist, held in a delicate, crystal flute rimmed with frost. "The ''Draco''s Fury'' for the gentleman," Ss announced, a yful wink directed at Noah. "A fiery blend of dragonfruit, chimera bile, and a hint of phoenix feather (A/N: Not the real thing but from a powerful Firebird minster, guaranteed to awaken the adventurer within." He turned to Lilith, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "And for thedy, the ''Moonlit Whisper.'' A touch of nightshade blossom, chilled with lunar essence and a whisper of dreamsong. A potion to stir the soul and ignite the imagination." Intrigued, Noah took a tentative sip of his drink. A burst of sweet and spicy vors exploded on his tongue, followed by a gentle warmth that spread through his chest. It was unlike anything he''d ever tasted before, yet undeniably delicious. Lilith, ever cautious, brought the frosty rim of her ss to her lips. A wisp of cool mist tickled her nose, followed by a taste that was both sweet and strangely mncholic, like a forgotten dream half-remembered. As she swallowed, a sense of calm washed over her, a wee contrast to the usual fric energy that swirled within her. They exchanged nces, a silent conversation passing between them. The drinks were more than just cocktails; they were experiences, little journeys for the senses. "So," Noah began, his voice tinged with the yful confidence the Draco''s Fury seemed to ignite, "what kind of adventures do you think these drinks hold?" Lilith, a hint of a smile gracing her lips, replied, "Only one way to find out, wouldn''t you say?" The night stretched before them, filled with the promise of conversation, shared experiences, and the tantalizing mystery of the Ivy Bar. As they clinked their sses together, the sound resonated like a toast to a new chapter, a chapter filled with the unexpected delights of a not-so-official date and the chance of something more. A few minutester. Leaving the Ivy''s warm embrace, Noah and Lilith stepped back into the cool night air. The cocktails, a Draco''s Fury and a Moonlit Whisper, had left them feeling light and adventurous. They strolled through the academy grounds, hand brushing hand, drawn towards a small, secluded park nestled amongst the ancient buildings. Above them, the sky was a vast canvas of ck, studded with a million twinkling stars. The academy, bathed in moonlight, seemed to shimmer with an ethereal glow. Noah and Lilith found a cozy spot on a weathered bench, content to simply sit infortable silence, gazing at the celestial spectacle. Afortable silence settled between them, punctuated only by the soft chirping of crickets and the distant hooting of an owl. The drinks had done their magic, lowering their inhibitions and creating afortable intimacy. Noah found himself drawn to Lilith, her white hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of moonlight contrasting the stark darkness of the night. Suddenly, a gust of wind swept through the park, carrying with it the unmistakable scent of rain. Noah nced up, his initial amusement turning to concern as he saw dark clouds scudding across the previously clear sky. He nudged Lilith, "Looks like rain," he warned, "maybe we should find some shelter." Lilith, lost in the beauty of the star-dusted sky, barely registered his words. But a sh of lightning, followed by a low rumble of thunder, jolted her back to reality. She looked up, a flicker of annoyance crossing her face. They hadn''t bothered to check the weather forecast after their enchanting evening at the Ivy. Just as abruptly as the storm had announced itself, the first fat raindrops began to fall. Noah grabbed Lilith''s hand, urging her to run. They sprinted through the park, the wind whipping at their faces, the rain soaking their clothes within seconds. Lilith''s white hair, once pristine, became stered to her face, but amidst the chaos, there was a strange sense of exhration. Rounding a corner, they spotted a small, arched passageway leading into the side of a building. Taking refuge under the stone overhang, they leaned against the rough brick wall, catching their breath. Noah, his chest heaving, looked down at Lilith, a wide grin splitting his face. "Well," he said, his voice slightly breathless, "that was unexpected." Lilith shook her hair back, water cascading down her face. She met his gaze, a flicker of something new stirring within her. Perhaps it was the adrenaline of the unexpected downpour, the sharedughter in the face of a minor inconvenience, or maybe something deeper, something awakened by the Draco''s Fury and the Moonlit Whisper. Without a word, Noah leaned forward, his eyes searching hers. The rain pounded on the stone overhead, creating a world of their own within the small alcove. Lilith hesitated for a moment, a flicker of surprise crossing her face. Then, almost imperceptibly, she leaned in closer, her silver eyes shimmering with a new emotion. The kiss was unexpected, yet somehow inevitable. Noah''s lips were warm and firm against hers, the taste of raindrops mingling with the sweet aftertaste of their cocktails. Time seemed to slow down, the world around them fading away. Lilith, for all her stoicism, couldn''t help but melt into the embrace, her arms wrapping around his neck as their kiss deepened. The rain continued to fall, a relentless curtain separating them from the outside world. Their clothes were soaked, their hair stered to their faces, but none of it mattered. In that moment, under the cascading rain, their hearts beat in unison, a silent promise whispered in the downpour. When they finally broke apart, gasping for breath, a new understanding hung in the air between them, as vibrant and alive as the storm raging around them. Chapter 162: Unexpected Situation 1 Without a word, Noah leaned forward, his eyes searching hers. The rain pounded on the stone overhead, creating a world of their own within the small alcove. Lilith hesitated for a moment, a flicker of surprise crossing her face. Then, almost imperceptibly, she leaned in closer, her silver eyes shimmering with a new emotion. The kiss was unexpected, yet somehow inevitable. Noah''s lips were warm and firm against hers, the taste of raindrops mingling with the sweet aftertaste of their cocktails. Time seemed to slow down, the world around them fading away. Lilith, for all her stoicism, couldn''t help but melt into the embrace, her arms wrapping around his neck as their kiss deepened. Kissing like this in the rain reminded her of certain lines she read recently in a romantic novel she borrowed from Prisci to learn more about love and romance. ''There is something so heavenly about a kiss in the rain, a tender moment that just won''t wait. It is that burst of love that is expressed, not caring if the water soaks through to chill the skin. It is a connection that shows the strength of the feeling, the mutual need. It is a rebellion against the elements. Nature can bring the rain but our inner sunshinees through just the same.'' Although she couldn''t rte Lilith felt like she could understand some of those lines. Simply put a kiss in the rain brings more warmth and shelter than jackets and umbres ever could. The rain continued its relentless drumming, a rhythmic counterpoint to the pounding of their hearts. As they pulled away, their eyes locked, and a new kind of heat simmered beneath the surface. It wasn''t just the lingering warmth of the drinks or the adrenaline of the unexpected downpour. This was something deeper, a raw spark of desire flickering to life in the dim light filtering through the archway. An unspoken hunger glinted in Noah''s gaze, a hunger mirrored in the depths of Lilith''s amber eyes. Usually so controlled, a flicker of vulnerability danced there, a silent question hanging in the air. Without a word, they leaned back in, this time with a new urgency. Their second kiss was slower, more deliberate, an exploration of newfound territory. Noah''s hand trailed down Lilith''s back, sending shivers down her spine. Her fingers, usually cool and detached, dug into the soaked fabric of his shirt, grounding him in the present moment. The rain continued to fall, washing away any inhibitions they might have had. This wasn''t a clumsy fumble of teenagers, but a dance of passion fueled by newfound desire and a strange sense of connection forged under the unexpected downpour. They explored each other''s lips, tasting the lingering sweetness of the Moonlit Whisper and the spicy heat of the Draco''s Fury. It was a whirlwind of emotions, a heady mix of surprise, exhration, and a yearning for something more. The night, once filled with the whispers of the stars, now roared with the sound of rain and the frantic rhythm of their beating hearts. The simple act of a kiss, under the most unexpected circumstances, had rewritten the script of their evening, turning a casual drink into the beginning of something far more intense. As they finally broke apart, breathless and rekindled, a new understanding hung in the air, as vibrant and alive as the storm raging around them. The rain might eventually stop, but the fire they''d ignited within each other, under the cover of a moonlit sky and a sudden downpour, promised to burn much, much longer. The world seemed to shrink to the space beneath the archway. The rain, a mere backdrop now, drummed a steady rhythm against the stone, punctuated only by the ragged gasps escaping their lips. Noah, his forehead pressed against Lilith''s, felt the heat radiating off her despite their soaked clothes. He could almost taste the remnants of the Moonlit Whisper on her breath, a sweet counterpoint to the electric spark that crackled between them. Lilith, for all her usual control, was lost in a whirlwind of unfamiliar sensations. The kiss, passionate as it was, had awakened a yearning she hadn''t acknowledged, let alone explored. Her hand, still clutching Noah''s shirt, trembled slightly, a flicker of uncertainty warring with the unfamiliar hunger that burned in her chest. As they pulled back, eyes locked in a silent conversation, Noah saw a flicker of vulnerability in Lilith''s gaze, a stark contrast to her usual stoicism. It was both disarming and intoxicating. "Whoa," he breathed, a shaky smile ying on his lips. He wasn''t sure what had just happened, but the air crackled with unspoken desires and a newfound intensity that went beyond the yful banter of their night out. Lilith mirrored his smile, a slow, genuine curve of her lips that sent a jolt through Noah. "Unexpected," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper above the rain. The word hung in the air, heavy with unspoken possibilities. The downpour, once a nuisance, now felt strangely intimate, a veil drawn over their world. Noah, emboldened by the shift in her demeanor, reached out a hand, brushing a strand of her water-soaked hair behind her ear. The touch was electric, sending shivers down his spine and electrifying the air between them. A low rumble of thunder echoed in the distance, a sound that seemed to mimic the storm brewing within them. Their eyes locked again, a silent question hanging in the air. Would they continue this unexpected journey, fueled by the lingering taste of cocktails and the thrill of the unexpected downpour? Or would they retreat to their familiar roles, the kiss a fleeting spark in the vastness of the night? The answer, unspoken yet undeniable, glittered in their eyes, a promise whispered on the wind amidst the relentless drumming of the rain. Noah, teeth chattering slightly from the sudden chill that soaked clothes brought, scanned the rain-drenched street. The downpour showed no signs of letting up, and a shiver wracked Lilith''s usually stoic frame. Time to find shelter. Thankfully, a neon sign, pulsating a faint blue in the storm''s fury, caught his eye across the street. "The Silent Motel," it proimed in a cheerful font that seemed at odds with the weather. "There!" Noah pointed, relief flooding his voice. Without a word, he grabbed Lilith''s hand and bolted across the street, theirughter mixing with the drumming rain. The Silent Motel, despite its name, wasn''t exactly silent. The relentless rain pattered rhythmically on the corrugated metal roof, creating a constant white noise backdrop. However,pared to the chilling onught outside, it felt almostforting. The exterior of the motel was a testament to no-frills practicality. Two-story buildings painted a faded shade of turquoise, stretched along a gravel parking lot that was already filling up with rain-soaked vehicles. A single bare lightbulb hung above the office entrance, casting a sickly yellow glow on the damp pavement. Pushing through the rickety wooden door, they were greeted by a wave of warm, stale air that smelled faintly of disinfectant and old popcorn. The lobby was small and sparsely furnished. A worn-out linoleum floor stretched beneath a flickering fluorescent light, casting long, distorted shadows across the room. Behind a chipped counter sat a weary-looking woman with hair the color of faded silver and eyes that held the weary patience of someone who''d seen it all. A small sign propped on the counter read "Vacancy." Noah, dripping water like a drowned puppy, approached the counter. "One room, please," he said, his voice slightly breathless from the sprint. The woman, without a word, slid a registration form and a key across the counter. The room itself was basic, bordering on spartan. Two single beds, covered in thin, floral-patterned bedspreads, stood opposite a wall-mounted television with a screen the size of a small pizza. A threadbare rugy beneath a dusty window that offered a view of the rain-slicked parking lot. The air hung heavy with the stale scent of old cigarettes and forgotten dreams. Despite its shorings, it was a haven from the storm raging outside. Lilith, shedding her water-logged jacket, looked around the room with a surprisingly neutral expression. "Not exactly luxurious," shemented, a hint of amusement flickering in her silver eyes. Noah grinned, shrugging out of his soaked shirt. "Not exactly, but it''s dry," he said, his voice tinged with a yful challenge. "Besides, thepany makes up for theck of decor." Lilith''s lips twitched at the corners, a response that could be interpreted as either a concession or another subtle jab. The storm outside raged on, but within the confines of the Silent Motel, a different kind of storm was brewing, fueled by the lingering embers of a kiss and the unexpected turn their evening had taken. As they surveyed their less-than-luxurious amodations, a silent understanding passed between them. This wasn''t the end of their night; it was merely a new chapter, a chapter written in the flickering light of a neon sign and the relentless drumming of rain on a corrugated metal roof. Chapter 163: Unexpected Situation 2 A wry smile tugged at Noah''s lips as he surveyed the room. "Not exactly a romantic getaway, huh?" he conceded, the yful challenge in his voice softening into amusement. Lilith, seemingly unfazed by the basic surroundings, shrugged off her waterlogged jacket. "It has its charm," she replied, the hint of amusement in her silver eyes more pronounced now. Despite the motel''s shorings, it offered a wee respite from the unrelenting storm. The rhythmic drumming of rain against the thin walls seemed a distant lubypared to the electricity that crackled between them. "Well," Noah began, his voice dropping to a low murmur, "it might not be the most luxurious amodation, but at least it''s dry." His gaze drifted towards Lilith, a question lingering in his eyes. Lilith, catching his unspoken plea, offered a small, almost hesitant nod. The unexpected kiss, and the raw hunger that had red beneath the archway, still echoed in her mind. This turn of events, this unexpected detour from their casual evening, had ignited a spark within her that demanded exploration. Noah, interpreting her nod as an invitation, gestured towards the bathroom door. "There''s only one, but maybe you could take a warm shower first? I can grab some towels from the front desk." The suggestion hung in the air for a moment. The thought of being alone in the small bathroom, the warmth of the shower washing away the chill and the lingering scent of rain, held a strange appeal for Lilith. Perhaps it was a chance to gather her thoughts, to decipher the whirlwind of emotions that had swept her off her feet under the storm''s fury. Or perhaps, a small voice whispered in her mind, it was simply an opportunity to shed not just the damp clothes, but the mask of stoicism she usually wore. With a curt nod, Lilith turned towards the bathroom. As she disappeared behind the thin door, Noah grabbed a key from the chipped counter and a stack of threadbare towels from the weary receptionist. He leaned against the wall outside the bathroom, a grin tugging at his lips. The steam billowed out from the half-closed bathroom door, carrying with it a faint scent ofvender that mingled with the stale air of the motel room. Noah, leaning against the wall with a threadbare towel slung over his shoulder, listened to the rhythmic tter of the shower. As the minutes ticked by, a mix of anticipation and a strange nervousness bubbled within him. The night had taken an unexpected turn, one that left him both exhrated and unsure of where it might lead. This was an unexpected situation, he had never nned for this but somehow they were here. ''''Might as well use this opportunity well.'''' he silently mumbled to himself. The shower finally stopped, reced by a moment of silence. Then, the creak of the bathroom door opening broke the quiet. Lilith emerged, her white hair damp and clinging to her shoulders, a fresh white t-shirt clinging to her slender frame. She seemed different somehow, a flicker of vulnerability recing her usual cool demeanor. "Your turn," she said, her voice soft, almost hesitant. Noah met her gaze, a silent conversation passing between them. There was a spark there, ignited under the rain-soaked archway, that crackled with unspoken possibilities. He nodded, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Thanks," he murmured, his voice husky with unspoken desire. He handed her the stack of towels, their fingers brushing for a fleeting moment, sending a jolt through him. Taking the towels, Lilith stepped aside to let him pass. The bathroom was small, with barely enough room to turn around. Noah couldn''t help but be aware of her presence just outside the door, a silent observer as he stripped off his wet clothes. Turning on the faucet, he cranked the hot water handle until it hissed in protest. As the steam filled the small space, he allowed himself to close his eyes and let the warmth seep into his chilled bones. The events of the night reyed in his mind ¨C their conversation at the Ivy Bar, the stolen kiss under the pouring rain, and the unexpected intimacy of this shared motel room. It was unlike anything he''d ever experienced with Lilith. The woman he knew, or thought he knew, was usually a study of controlled indifference. Yet, here she was, in a cheap motel room, a silent participant in this unexpected turn of events. A soft knock on the door startled him out of his reverie. "You okay in there?" Lilith''s voice, barely a whisper above the steam''s hiss, filtered through the thin door. Noah chuckled, a low rumble in the confined space. "Yeah, just fine," he called back. The sound of her voice,ced with a hint of concern, was strangely arousing. The hot water was doing its job, warming him from the outside in, but there was a different kind of heat building within him, fueled by the undeniable chemistry that simmered between them. Taking a deep breath, he focused on finishing his shower. The night was far from over, and with Lilith on the other side of the door, he couldn''t help but wonder what other surprises it might hold. Stepping out of the steam-filled bathroom, Noah was greeted by a sight that surprised him. Lilith was perched on the edge of one of the beds, a worn paperback clutched in her hands. Gone was the damp white t-shirt, reced by a loose grey sweater that hungfortably on her slender frame. Her hair, still damp from her shower, cascaded down her back in a curtain of silver. ''''Your love of lecture never wanes as years go by," Noah remarked a hint of amusement in his voice. Lilith nced up from her book, a flicker of something resembling embarrassment crossing her features. "Just trying to kill some time, I''m always thirsty for knowledge and you''ll find them in books," she replied, her voice a touch softer than usual. The silence that followed wasn''t ufortable, but rather pregnant with unspoken possibilities. Noah scanned the room, his gazending on the dusty TV mounted on the wall. An idea sparked in his mind. "Movie night?" he suggested, a yful grin lighting up his face. "This ce might not have much, but at least we have some entertainment options." Lilith raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement dancing in her silver eyes. "Movie night in a budget motel room? That''s... unexpected." Noah chuckled. "Unexpected or awesome?" he countered, walking towards the dresser where a well-worn remote controly abandoned. The selection of channels was limited, a mix of local news stations and grainy reruns of ssic sis. Noah scrolled through the options, a yful debate erupting between them over the merits of each program. Finally, they settled on a cheesy, old monster movie ¨C a ssic filled with B-movie special effects and a hriously melodramatic plot. Despite the film''s obvious shorings, they found themselvesughing along, the absurdity of it all creating afortable camaraderie. As the movie yed, Noah reached for the phone tucked between the dustymp and a chipped coffee mug. "Room service?" he asked with a mock seriousness that had Lilith rolling her eyes. In reality, room service at the Silent Motel consisted of a vending machine dispensing lukewarm soda and stale potato chips. But Noah, ever the showman, decided to make a production of it. He returned from his "mission" with a bag of chips and two cans of soda, condensation clinging to their cool surfaces. He tossed the bag on the bed next to Lilith, a triumphant grin stered on his face. "Vo! A feast fit for royalty," he dered, bowing slightly. Lilith couldn''t help butugh, the sound melodic and surprisingly light. "Royalty? In this pce?" she teased, taking a can of soda and popping the top with a satisfying hiss. Being together with him was always rxing, she wouldn''t trade this for nothing. Those years far away from him in order to train were hellish, fortunately, now she was back where she belonged. As they settled back to watch the movie, afortable silence descended upon them, punctuated only by the flickering images on the screen and the asional crunch of chips. The rain, though still relentless outside, seemed a distant murmurpared to the quiet intimacy that had blossomed within the confines of the cheap motel room. She would do anything in order to keep this ce forever if possible, she secretly vowed. Despite the unexpected detour their evening had taken, a strange sense of peace settled over them. They were surrounded by nothing fancy ¨C a flickering TV, lukewarm soda, and a bag of stale chips. Yet, in each other''spany, it felt strangely perfect. The night, it seemed, had more surprises in store, and as they sharedughter, snacks, and a cheesy monster movie, a new chapter unfolded ¨C a chapter filled with the promise of something more than just a casual drink and an unexpected kiss. Chapter 164: Unexpected Situation 3 As they settled back to watch the movie, afortable silence descended upon them, punctuated only by the flickering images on the screen and the asional crunch of chips. The rain, though still relentless outside, seemed a distant murmurpared to the quiet intimacy that had blossomed within the confines of the cheap motel room. She would do anything to keep this ce forever if possible, she secretly vowed. Despite the unexpected detour their evening had taken, a strange sense of peace settled over them. They were surrounded by nothing fancy ¨C a flickering TV, lukewarm soda, and a bag of stale chips. Yet, in each other''spany, it felt strangely perfect. The night, it seemed, had more surprises in store, and as they sharedughter, snacks, and a cheesy monster movie, a new chapter unfolded ¨C a chapter filled with the promise of something more than just a casual drink and an unexpected kiss. The flickering light of the TV cast dancing shadows across the room, the cheesy monster movie ying on mute as the soundtrack to their own unfolding story. Lilith caught up in thefortable silence and the easy camaraderie that had bloomed between them, found herselfpletely absorbed in Noah. Suddenly, he turned towards her, his gaze meeting hers. The yful banter and lighthearted teasing had evaporated, reced by a seriousness that sent a jolt through her. His eyes, the color of golden wheat, held a question, a plea that resonated deep within her. "Can I kiss you?" he asked, his voice a husky murmur that sent shivers down her spine. The question hung in the air, heavy with unspoken desires. Lilith felt a blush creep up her neck, a warmth radiating from within. The stolen kiss under the pouring rain, unexpected and exhrating, had ignited a spark within her. She wanted to experience that feeling again, to explore the unfamiliar territory it had opened up. Hesitation flickered across her features for a fleeting moment, a battle raging between her usual reserve and the unfamiliar yearning that thrummed through her veins. But then, a slow smile curved her lips, a surrender to the unexpected turn of events. "Yes," she answered, her voice barely a whisper, yet filled with a newfound confidence. The word was like a spark igniting a fire. Noah''s face broke into a wide grin, the relief and joy in his eyes mirrored in the blush that stained his cheeks. He leaned in, his movements slow and deliberate, savoring the anticipation. Their lips met in a kiss that was both familiar and utterly new. The taste of soda and chips mingled with a hint of something deeper, a connection that transcended the confines of the cheap motel room. This kiss wasn''t fueled by the adrenaline of the storm or the lingering aftertaste of cocktails. It was a kiss born from a newfound understanding, a shared experience that had stripped away their usual facades and revealed a vulnerability neither of them had expected. Noah''s arms wrapped around her, his touch sending shivers down her spine. Lilith melted into his embrace, her arms hesitantly reaching up to cradle his face. The kiss deepened, a silent conversation spoken in whispers and sighs. They explored each other''s lips, the taste, the texture, a map of uncharted territory. It was a slow burn, a dance of discovery, a world of possibilities unfolding with each touch. The rain continued its relentless assault on the motel roof, a constant rhythm that seemed to fade into the background as they became lost in their world. The cheesy monster movie on the screen flickered and died, plunging the room into darkness, but for them, it didn''t matter. They had their light, a spark ignited by a stolen kiss, a question whispered, and a simple answer that had rewritten the script of their evening, transforming a casual drink into something far more profound. The kiss deepened, a silent conversation spoken in heated whispers and deepening sighs. Noah''s touch, initially hesitant, grew bolder as he explored the unfamiliarndscape of Lilith''s back, sending shivers cascading down her spine. A jolt of electricity arced between them, a stark contrast to her usualposure. Lilith, surprised by the sudden intensity, found herself caught off guard. While the kiss itself had ignited a spark within her, a yearning she hadn''t acknowledged before, this new exploration sent a wave of uncertainty washing over her. They broke apart slightly, foreheads resting against each other, their breaths mingling in the dimly lit room. Noah''s eyes, like the color of a storm brewing with unspoken desires, searched hers. Lilith, ever guarded, held his gaze, the internal battle between her newfound desires and her ingrained reserve ying out in her silver eyes. "Lilith," Noah murmured, his voice husky with unspoken emotions. "Is this okay?" The question,ced with a vulnerability that mirrored her own, hung in the air. Lilith, for all her stoicism, found herself oddly touched by his concern. This wasn''t a forceful advance, but an invitation, a chance to explore this uncharted territory together. Taking a deep breath, she met his gaze, a flicker of newfound confidence recing the initial hesitation. "We''re taking detours tonight, aren''t we?" she replied, her voice a touch breathless. "Let''s see where this one leads." A slow smile spread across Noah''s face, a silent victory in the unspoken battle. His touch returned, this time gentler, a teasing caress along her arm that sent goosebumps erupting across her skin. Lilith, her inhibitions loosening with each passing moment, leaned into his touch, a silent invitation of her own. The night, once filled with the roar of the storm and the flickering light of a cheap motel TV, had transformed into something far more intimate. The cheesy monster moviey forgotten, a forgotten backdrop to the real story unfolding between them. As Noah''s touch traveled across her skin, igniting a fire within her, Lilith found herself responding in ways she never thought possible. ''''Mmnh!" A soft moan escaped her lips, a sound both surprised and exhrating, as she surrendered to the unfamiliar current pulling them closer. The rain continued its relentless assault on the outside world, a steady rhythm that seemed to echo the frantic beat of their hearts. The air crackled with unspoken desires, a tangible energy that filled the small room. With a shared look of understanding, they began to shed their clothes in a slow, deliberate dance. Each discarded garment felt like ayer of their usual facades being peeled away, revealing a vulnerability they hadn''t expected. Noah watched, mesmerized, as Lilith''s white sweater slipped down her arms, revealing the soft curves of her shoulders. Her silver hair, damp from the shower, cascaded down her back like a waterfall of moonlight contrasting with the darkness blooming beneath her sweater. Lilith, her gaze never leaving Noah''s, unbuttoned his shirt with a newfound boldness that surprised even her. The sight of his bare chest, the faint tension in his muscles, sent a jolt of heat through her core. Noah watched, mesmerized, as Lilith''s white sweater slipped down her arms, revealing the soft curves of her shoulders. Her silver hair, damp from the shower, cascaded down her back like a waterfall of moonlight contrasting with the darkness blooming beneath her sweater. Lilith, her gaze never leaving Noah''s, unbuttoned his shirt with a newfound boldness that surprised even her. The sight of his bare chest, the faint tension in his muscles, sent a jolt of heat through her core. Noah looking at Lilith only in ckced underwear gulped, his golden eyes shone like a beacon in the darkness. ''''You are really beautiful!" Lilith was too shy to respond, she instantly hid her beautiful breasts. Noah approached her slowly freed her arms and observed her beautiful breasts up close. Lilith possessed a pair of breasts that were an exquisite shade of milky white, neither overlyrge nor small in size. They were at least a D-cup, a perfect fit for him. Noah found himself captivated by their allure, yearning to engulf them, caress them, and mold them to his heart''s desire. However, he managed to suppress this intense craving. Despite his limited experience with women, he was not entirely clueless. He understood that in situations like these when both parties were embarking on their first sexual encounter, it was important to proceed with caution. Women deserved to be treated with tenderness and affection, to demonstrate just how precious they truly were. In that moment, Noah''s focus shifted away from the mission and the unexpected circumstances surrounding them. All he wanted was to savor the present moment. The significance of being united with Lilith outweighed everything else. His desire to conquer her, right here and right now, was nothing short of genuine. As he gazed upon the breathtaking masterpiece that was Lilith, a possessive longing stirred within him. He couldn''t bear the thought of another man iming her. The mere idea ignited a fiery anger within him. Therefore, he feltpelled to leave his mark on her, to assert his ownership now and for all eternity. It may have been a selfish desire, but after all, who are we if we don''t possess our own desires? Chapter 165: Union R-18 Part 1 As he gazed upon the breathtaking masterpiece that was Lilith, a possessive longing stirred within him. He couldn''t bear the thought of another man iming her. The mere idea ignited a fiery anger within him. Therefore, he feltpelled to leave his mark on her, to assert his ownership now and for all eternity. It may have been a selfish desire, but after all, who are we if we don''t possess our desires? ''''I''ll make her mine tonight.'''' he secretly vowed before they resumed kissing and more. A few momentster, Noah and Lilith transitioned from the bed to the wall. She found herself pressed against the unyielding surface, yet it caused her no difort. Her arms encircled his neck as they engaged in a passionate kiss. They relished in the connection for an extended period before he yfully nipped at her lower lip with his teeth. In response, she delicately traced the tip of her tongue along his upper lip before drawing his lower lip between her own. A surge of delight spread through her mind as their tongues intertwined in a fervent dance. She waspletely entranced, almost as if she had turned into an entirely different person. Noah weed this change, he eagerly consumed her mouth, driven by an insatiable hunger, thrusting his tongue as deeply as possible. Their tongues engaged in a fiery battle of desire, entwined with the essence of each other. The lingering taste of alcohol on her lips and the intoxicating scent of her body served as the most potent aphrodisiac he could ever savor. Her breasts pressed firmly against his chest as he tenderly caressed her buttocks. He tightened his grip, pulling her closer to him, urging her to merge further into his embrace. With a firm squeeze, he reveled in the sensation. Their passionate kiss came to an end, and she withdrew her tongue from his mouth. A glistening trail of saliva formed between her parted, rosy lips as she separated from him. She gazed at him with admiration. Once again, she couldn''t help but acknowledge his expertise in the art of kissing. Noah stared at her naked upper body once more. Entranced by the sight before him, he couldn''t help but express his admiration. "Lilith, you are an irresistible temptress." Unexpectedly Lilith responded with a seductive smile, embracing thepliment with delight. Noah''s hands tenderly embraced her breasts, caressing the supple flesh with utmost care. Starting with a gentle kiss on her neck, he continued his descent, bestowing soft kisses upon the velvety valley between her breasts. Each touch of his lips against her skin was as fleeting and gentle as a passing breeze, causing a shiver of anticipation to course through her. Nuzzling his face between her ample bosom, Noah reveled in the tender sensation. She cupped her breasts, pressing them against the sides of his face, allowing him to revel in the sensuousness of the moment. His hands, fully upied, focused their attention on kneading her nipples. He delicately closed his fingers around them, his fingernails grazing the puckered flesh with a tantalizing mix of pleasure and desire. ''''Mmmh!" A soft, sultry moan escaped Lilith''s crimson lips as she instinctively grasped his head, entwining her fingers in his tousled hair. A mix of pleasure and a faint ache coursed through her spine, intensifying the sensations of his fervent kneading. Moving his mouth to her right breast, he skillfully suckled and caressed, his tongue flicking against her pert nipple as she gasped and groaned in response. Like an insatiable child presented with a treasured treat, he eagerly savored each nipple, one after the other, his actions eliciting a delightful shiver that traveled down her spine. Her hands yfully tousled his hair as she arched her head back, surrendering to the overwhelming pleasure that consumed her. Lilith''s breathless words mingled with her gasps of pleasure, acknowledging Noah''s undeniable skill. "You truly knowledgeable in this matter," she muttered, her voiceced with appreciation and a little bit of shock at the unexpected discovery. A mischievous smile danced across Noah''s lips as he continued his passionate exploration, his hands freely roaming over her breasts, molding and caressing them to his desire. He alternated between gentle strokes and more forceful fondling, keeping her on edge with the unpredictable nature of his touch, heightening her pleasure with each unexpected sensation. The flush of arousal painted her face and neck a deep shade of crimson, a visible testament to the intense pleasure coursing through her veins. The heady scent of her desire permeated the air, adding an intoxicating allure to the atmosphere. As their passionate encounter intensified, his right hand ventured lower, boldly exploring the territory between her legs. With a deliberate and sensual motion, he tugged down the ck string that concealed her womanhood, revealing a neatly trimmed bush and a tantalizing sh of crimson. He relished the tender touch of her breasts with his lips, as his fingers caressed the delicate folds of her arousal. With gentle precision, he massaged the contours of herbia. "Hmm!" Her breath grewbored, and her moans filled the room with desire, as he slid a finger into her inviting and wet core. Moving with a rhythm akin to a well-oiled machine, his finger danced in and out of her velvety depths, while his other finger skillfully stimted her most sensitive spot. "Anhhh!" Lilith moaned. With a seductive smile, Noah directed his attention to her enticing breasts. His lips caressed every inch, leaving a trail of eager kisses in their wake. Sensing her anticipation, he descended even lower, pressing his mouth against the smooth expanse of her belly. His tongue delicately explored the contours above her belly button, savoring the intoxicating aroma of her desire. Impatient and yearning for his touch, she longed for his tongue to venture into her secret garden. However, he believed in the art of worshiping a woman''s body, cherishing every part with reverence. In his eyes, women were precious beings deserving of adoration, and he understood the importance of not rushing such intimate moments, especially the first time. So, he continued his gentle exploration, nting tender kisses upon her skin, each one causing her to tremble with anticipation, as he gradually moved further down. Lilith let out a sigh of relief and anticipation as his gaze finally shifted to the intimate space between her legs. Noah''s golden eyes remained fixated on her moist, crimson entrance. Her delicate folds appeared plump and engorged from the lingering teasing. The glistening juices adorning her rosy petals were truly a mesmerizing sight. It was a sensation he could never grow weary of. With a gentle glide of his tongue along her inner thigh, he began his ascent upwards. ''''!" She let out a sigh of surprise as his tongue veered off course, grazing her inner thigh instead of her desired destination. She was left frustrated. Desperate for satisfaction, she pressed her hips down, guiding her wetness onto his waiting mouth. The brush of his lips against her intimate folds filled his nostrils with the intoxicating scent of her arousal. Yielding to her plea, he extended his tongue, securing a firm grip on her supple buttocks for added support. "!!!!" Arching her back, Lilith tilted her head back in pleasure as his tongue traced the contours of her entrance. Her fingers tangled in his soft, cascading hairs as he savored the taste of her essence. Noah skillfully explored the intricate folds of her intimate area, teasing her sensitive clit. His movements were a delightfulbination of gentle pration and tantalizing caresses. The sounds of her pleasure filled the air as he expertly pleasured her. With the tip of his tongue, he delicately traced along her most intimate parts before plunging it deep inside. He savored the taste of her essence, skillfully moving his tongue in circr motions. Lost in the waves of ecstasy, she arched her back in pure bliss as he expertly sucked her inner petals into his eager mouth. His actions were tender yet seasoned, like the tender attempts of a babybined with the expertise of a master. "Ohhh yes!" she couldn''t help but moan in sheer satisfaction. Uttering some words she never thought she was capable of uttering. A wave of intense orgasms rippled through Lilith''s inexperienced body, causing her muscles to convulse and her entire being to tense up. Her slick walls clenched tightly, releasing a torrent of juices that coated his mouth in her intoxicating arousal. In the midst of her ecstasy, a primal scream escaped her lips, only to be followed by a serene silence as she basked in the lingering euphoria of her release. Her body flushed a deep shade of crimson, her face radiating the unmistakable glow of post-orgasmic bliss. ''What is this feeling? Is sex supposed to feel this good? No wonder some are crazy about it. I never knew I could utter those words nor I expected to react as I did. Strangely I didn''t dislike this feeling, I wanted to explore it more.'' Chapter 166: Union R-18 Part 2 Noah skillfully explored the intricate folds of her intimate area, teasing her sensitive clit. His movements were a delightfulbination of gentle pration and tantalizing caresses. The sounds of her pleasure filled the air as he expertly pleasured her. With the tip of his tongue, he delicately traced along her most intimate parts before plunging it deep inside. He savored the taste of her essence, skillfully moving his tongue in circr motions. Lost in the waves of ecstasy, she arched her back in pure bliss as he expertly sucked her inner petals into his eager mouth. His actions were tender yet seasoned, like the tender attempts of a babybined with the expertise of a master. "Ohhh yes!" she couldn''t help but moan in sheer satisfaction. Uttering some words she never thought she was capable of uttering. A wave of intense orgasms rippled through Lilith''s inexperienced body, causing her muscles to convulse and her entire being to tense up. Her slick walls clenched tightly, releasing a torrent of juices that coated his mouth in her intoxicating arousal. In the midst of her ecstasy, a primal scream escaped her lips, only to be followed by a serene silence as she basked in the lingering euphoria of her release. Her body flushed a deep shade of crimson, her face radiating the unmistakable glow of post-orgasmic bliss. ''What is this feeling? Is sex supposed to feel this good? No wonder some are crazy about it. I never knew I could utter those words nor I expected to react as I did. Strangely I didn''t dislike this feeling, I wanted to explore it more.'' Noah was silently watching her, admiring her body, he felt lucky to have such woman as childhood friend and someone who wanted to be with him. ''Time to truly devour her!'' he thought almost looking like a starving hyena. Lilith met his gaze and saw the raw hunger in his eyes. Understanding his need and craving, she swiftly wrapped her legs around his waist. With deliberate slowness, he positioned her damp entrance at the tip of his arousal and gradually guided her down. Inch by inch, he slid inside her. Her slick and tight passage enveloped him, causing her to gasp and catch her breath as he delved deeper. Once fully immersed, she let out a loud groan. Her head tilted back, a mix of pleasure and pain escaping her lips. Noah held her securely, initiating long, deliberate thrusts, allowing her time to adjust to him. As she began to revel in the sensation, her hips instinctively moved in sync with his, finding pleasure in equal measure. He intensified his rhythm with each thrust, driving into her with greater force. "Oh!" Lilith wrapped her arms around his neck and eagerly captured his lips in a passionate kiss. He pounded harder and faster after a moment of adaptation, plunging inch by inch into her tightness. In response, she clenched and twisted around him, heightening the pleasure for both of them. Their bodies pressed together, their chests heaving as they indulged in primal, animalistic passion. Grunts and moans filled the air as they neared the peak of their pleasure. "Anhhh!" She screamed, her eyes tightly shut as she held onto him with all her strength. Tremors of ecstasy coursed through her, overwhelming her senses. The orgasm washed over her like electric currents, causing her entire body to tremble and clench. Her toes curled, and her core pulsated against his throbbing length. Noah grunted, releasing wave after wave of cum inside her as he reached his climax. Exhausted, he withdrew from her, the aftermath of their intense encounter evident on both their faces. Lilith untangled her legs from around his waist and stood up, her body covered in sweat and feeling utterly spent. However, the intense satisfaction she felt was unlike anything she had ever experienced before. "You were amazing," she murmured, ncing down and noticing trails of cum dripping from her body. She wasn''t concerned about the possibility of pregnancy, as she could take contraceptive pills afterward. Noah remained silent, taking a seat on the sofa. The first round may havee to an end, but he had no ns of ending their encounter so soon. Strangely Lilith understood his unspoken intention, as it mirrored her desires. The next round would likely be longer and more exploratory, allowing them to try different positions and indulge in their shared desires. Prisci and Ilya had taught her many things and she also secretly did some research, it was time to put it to use she thought. Lilith then proceeded to pour herself a ss of water and sipped it slowly. She wiped away the perspiration from her body with a towel and tossed it aside. She then approached him, moving awkwardly, and knelt between his legs that were stretched out before her. "I''ll try my best," she murmured with blush creeping always to her face, her right hand caressing his spent member. "I have watched videos and read some books, they describe an impable method to have man ready in no time." "I eagerly await the experience," Noah was so shocked that he reclined infort and blurted out. "I have a suspicion it pertains to the favor you owe." "Indeed, you are correct," Lilith stroked his member for a few moments, and soon it responded to her touch. It grew firm and lengthy within her grasp. She leaned down to brush her lips against the head of his member. She was clumsy at first but soon she got the hang of it. She tasted the mingling of her own essence and his release as her lips parted to take him in. Her tongue darted out to lick at the tip, and she felt his shaft grow even more rigid, slowly but surely she started. "Your method is proving effective," Noah honestly praised her efforts, and he gently guided her head, aiding her in her task. Her tongue glided back and forth over the tip, cleansing the remnants of her juices and his release. She closed her eyes and engulfed his member with her mouth. Her teeth scratched his members few times before she got the hang of it. She was fast learner after all. She engulfed his member this time more professionally. Her cheeks hollowed as his shaft continued to swell under her magical technique. Noah lounged on the couch, his expression reflecting pure bliss. He was in a state of euphoria, as close to heaven as a mortal man could be. Lilith found this amusing, as of possessed she yfully stuck out her tongue and licked up the bead of precum that had formed at the tip of his member. Her perfectly manicured hand continued to stroke his shaft slowly as shevished attention on the head with her tongue. Her soft lips and agile tongue trailed down his length, creating a magical sensation, especially when she twirled her tongue around. She kissed and licked as she glided along his shaft, while her other hand gently caressed his balls, never neglecting any part of him. Leaning further down, she began to suck on his balls, her expertise evident as she skillfullybined the sweet intery of her tongue and lips. Noah felt a surge of electricity course through him as she hummed with pleasure against his balls. She rolled the tip of her tongue to send shivers of delight through him, then proceeded to lick the underside of his shaft as she moved back up. "I hope you''re enjoying yourself," she said with a mischievous smile unlike her usual self. Simply put she had relished the oral pleasure he had given her earlier and firmly believed in the concept of equal enjoyment. Her sensuous lips parted, and she took his member into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the sensitive crown before gradually taking more of him inside. She slid her mouth up and down, alternating between quick plunges and teasing retreats, giving him oral pleasure that was as pleasurable as any pration. She expertly tongued the sensitive head of his member while it was enveloped in her mouth. Her saliva coated his shaft, making it slick and glistening. By now, she was confident and ready for the next challenge - deepthroating. The sheer size of him made her slightly apprehensive, but she thrived on pushing her limits. She tightly embraced him, her hands encircling his waist, as his member disappeared into the velvety depths of her mouth. With unwavering determination, she continued to engulf his entire length, guiding him deeper into the warmth of her throat. Undeterred by any obstacles, Lilith persisted, refusing to yield until she had conquered every inch of him. Her throat tightened around him, causing her vision to blur and her breath to struggle. Reluctantly releasing his now glistening member, her eyes welled up with tears as she gasped for air. Adonis, filled with awe, couldn''t help but express his admiration. "That was truly remarkable," he praised. Smiling, Lilith replied as she stood up, "I''m d you enjoyed it. Just that my jaw hurts so much, I wouldn''t do this often." she dered. Chapter 167: Union R-18 Part 3 ''''I hope you''re enjoying yourself," she said with a mischievous smile unlike her usual self. Simply put she had relished the oral pleasure he had given her earlier and firmly believed in the concept of equal enjoyment. Her sensuous lips parted, and she took his member into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the sensitive crown before gradually taking more of him inside. She slid her mouth up and down, alternating between quick plunges and teasing retreats, giving him oral pleasure that was as pleasurable as any pration. Lilith expertly tongued the sensitive head of his member while it was enveloped in her mouth. Her saliva coated his shaft, making it slick and glistening. By now, she was confident and ready for the next challenge - deepthroating. The sheer size of him made her slightly apprehensive, but she thrived on pushing her limits. She tightly embraced him, her hands encircling his waist, as his member disappeared into the velvety depths of her mouth. With unwavering determination, she continued to engulf his entire length, guiding him deeper into the warmth of her throat. Undeterred by any obstacles, Lilith persisted, refusing to yield until she had conquered every inch of him. Her throat tightened around him, causing her vision to blur and her breath to struggle. Reluctantly releasing his now glistening member, her eyes welled up with tears as she gasped for air. Adonis, filled with awe, couldn''t help but express his admiration. "That was truly remarkable," he praised. Smiling, Lilith replied as she stood up, "I''m d you enjoyed it. Just that my jaw hurts so much, I wouldn''t do this often." she dered. ''''I''ll take the lead!" She positioned herself above him, guiding his hardened shaft into the depths of her desire. The throbbing head of his cock pressed against her eager entrance before sliding inside, filling her with a delicious sensation. Wrapping her hands around his neck, she began to ride him, her breasts swaying in a captivating rhythm as her tight walls clung to his length, enveloping him in warmth. It was Lilith who held the power, deciding how deep she wanted him to go. Gradually, she increased the intensity of her movements, setting a faster pace. Noah couldn''t resist the temptation and eagerly took her right breast into his mouth, sucking on her nipple as they continued their passionate union. With his arms wrapped around her back, he lifted her to her feet. She didn''t miss a beat, her relentless motion driving them both towards ecstasy. As they moved towards the bed, she slipped out of his embrace and yfully fell onto the soft mattress, a mischievous smirk on her lips. Spreading her legs wide in a seductive V-shape, she invited him to join her in the pleasures that awaited. Noah grinned and caressed the top of his member against her entrance. He gradually eased himself inside, causing her to writhe in delight. A loud gasp escaped her lips as he thrust in, in one powerful motion. His movements were fast and forceful, devoid of any gentleness. "Ohhhh!" Lilith let out a scream of pleasure and wriggled in ecstasy. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist as he picked up the pace of his thrusts. With each deep thrust, his balls pped against her backside, filling the room with the scent of their passionate encounter. Her breasts bounced in a mesmerizing rhythm as he pounded into her. His thrusts were so intense that her entire body trembled uncontrobly. As she neared the peak of her pleasure, she closed her eyes. In the darkness, she felt an explosion of sensations, causing her to shudder in orgasm. Arching her back, waves of bliss cascaded through every inch of her body. Her inner muscles tightened around him, but he was far from reaching his release. Hypersensitive from her climax, every one of his thrusts heightened the ecstasy of their carnal connection. He withdrew from her, turning her around. She bent over, positioning herself on all fours. With a firm grip on her ck hair, he lifted her head just as he prated her from behind. "Anh! Anh!" Each thrust of his pulsating manhood elicited a moan from her as her walls clenched around him. With each push and pull, she screamed and gasped for air, overwhelmed by the sensations. From behind, Noah cupped her breasts, causing her to tremble even more. The thrusts grew deeper, and she teetered on the edge of yet another release. His lips pressed against her soft back, while his hands kneaded her nipples, intensifying the rhythm of his pounding. Her hair stood on end as a surge of pleasure coursed through her body. Her breaths grew heavier, and her heartbeat echoed loudly in the room. Now, she was a writhing mass of fiery, orgasmic flesh, as waves of pleasure rippled through every inch of her being. As Noah neared his climax, his thrusts quickened. With a final, powerful jerk, he released thick ropes of cum into her sticky passage. Exhausted yet content, he copsed onto the bed''s right side. Lilith followed suit, lying down beside him. As he traced idle patterns on her bare arm, Noah couldn''t help but lean down and whisper something into her ear, his voice barely a husky murmur. He spoke words of appreciation, a simple thank you for the unexpected connection, the shared passion. After resting for half an hour, they were ready to go again, this time it was Lilith who took the initiative. "Let''s do it again," she spoke. Noah, as if he was hypnotized, did as she said and, "Nnggghhhhhhhhh!!" He entered her in one swift motion. Her insides were extremely soft and weing, as soon as his cock plunged into it, her walls surrounded it together, her warmth overwhelmed his senses and made his legs lose strength. "Ugghh!" He grunted in pleasure. To make it worse for him, Lilith tightened her butt and moved her legs around his waist, indirectly tightening her insides and not allowing Noah to move away or get some rest. However, The one in the attacking position was not her, but him. Seeing her try so hard, a big smile appeared on Noah''s face, then, he moved his hips back, bringing his rod to the edge of her cave, and then, *Pah* He thrusted in. "Ohhhhhh!!!" Lilith''s move backfired. And just like how she nned it, he wasn''t going to give her a chance to recover either. *Pah* *Pah* *Pah* He attacked mercilessly, and each of his thrusts got faster and faster. "Annhhh! Annnhh! Aaaannh!" Her insides were already extremely wet because she had just orgasmed, for Noah, this was an open way with no resistance whatsoever. Her pussy waspletely defenseless and using this chance, he continued to thrust. She moaned helplessly, this time, the pleasure she felt overwhelmed everything she had been feeling all this while. Lilith''s moans were like music to Noah''s ears, and as if he wanted to keep this music going, he continued his assault on her, pounding her hard. She moaned. And she moaned without stopping. While he continued to pound his wife, Noah bent down, bringing his face close to her ample chest, and he started targeting Lilith''s lovely breast again. "Nngghhh~" Another jolt of pleasure coursed through her body as Noah started on her nipple. He was merciless, along with intensely sucking on the meal in front of him, he also circled his tongue around the nipple, teasing it to unimaginable levels, while the fingers working on the other nipple continued to pinch them, giving a sensation of pain and pleasure at the same time. "AannnnHhH!!!!" Feeling unimaginable levels of pleasure, Lilith moaned, grabbing his head and burying it into her chest as much as she could. ''''Anhhh!" It felt like she was trying to confess something, her mind was already overwhelmed with extreme pleasure, and her body, which was already sensitive from orgasm just now, was on the verge of feeling its second orgasm. And Noah, who could feel it very clearly, didn''t stop. "AaaaaAAnnnnGgnnnHh!!" Lilith moaned again, this time, her moan was much louder than before since Noah had flicked her clitoris with her finger, sending a big jolt of pleasure into her body. Lilith''s pussy wall tightened, she was already feeling many minor orgasms all this while, and her body was reacting strongly to Noah''s touches, now, however, he had taken it to an even further level. "Nnngggghhhhffff!!" She moaned as Noah reached the deepest part of her body, her back arched up, however, with him on top of her, she didn''t even have the room to move and release some of the pleasure from there, In the end, the pleasure piled up, her already sensitive body got even more sensitive, and then, *Squirt* This time, the one showering was Noah''s cock. "Haah... Haahh... Haahh..." She gasped for breath, orgasming twice in session was definitely tiring, sweat rolled over her forehead, but then, she froze. She nced at her him, who had a devil-like smile on his face. Chapter 168: The Reason of her disappearence In the end, the pleasure piled up, her already sensitive body got even more sensitive, and then, *Squirt* This time, the one showering was Noah''s cock. "Haah... Haahh... Haahh..." She gasped for breath, orgasming twice in session was tiring, and sweat rolled over her forehead, but then, she froze. She nced at him, who had a devil-like smile on his face. "Wait¡­ Mgh¡­" He plugged her mouth with his mouth. Lilith knew there was nothing she could say or do that would prevent this guy from doing what he was going to do. She closed her eyes and just let the big hands fondle her body all over. After a while, Noah lifted her and sat her down facing him with his dick standing at attention near the entrance to Lilith''s mysterious dungeon. She panicked a bit before he pressed her down and into his embrace. "Hau¡­mgh¡­" The White Witch felt something invading her from herher region. It was a familiar sensation that she just couldn''t quite describe. Anyway, she couldn''t stop the moaning. Enjoying the view of Lilith writhing in front of him while tinged red, he licked his lips and lifted his hip to skewer her. It was evident that it was more than she could handle judging by her heavy panting and enchanting moans. He grabbed her supple butt and he bounced her up and down. He fueled himself on her groaning and muffled moans. He was not escaping this sweet binding of pleasure anytime soon. After a while, he stopped and ordered, "Lie on your stomach and raise your butt to me." Her body flinched as his warm member which was wrapped inside of her, was swiftly pulled out. She hesitated for a moment, looking at his enthusiasm that seemed like it would never end, and then she obediently turned around andy on her stomach. Her white, plump buttocks were distorted in his clutches. He appreciated her appetizing curves that started from her back to her waist, leading to her butt then swiftly thrust into her from behind. Instantly, her body shook intensely. Lilith writhed in pleasure while the cock pounded into her from behind. His thing felt like a red-hot metal rod to her. She could feel the tip of the head rubbing against her vaginal walls. She could feel the rock-hard erection spreading her vagina wide. She could feel her sexual lips being spread wide as its full length was pushed inside and his hips pped against her ass. She could feel it all so vividly and distinctly. Every stimtion to her body, every bit of pleasure experienced by her pussy, and everything felt by every cell of her body flowed into her mind. The next thing she knew, she had reached a hand down and started teasing her crotch. She rolled around the small protrusion at the top of the pussy lips that Noah''s cock was still thrusting in and out of. "Ah! Ahh! Ahn!" ''''Ohhh!" Even if she had not moved her finger, his thrusting shook her body enough to automatically stimte her clit. Every time her finger rubbed against it, a jolt of pleasure ran through her. Wanting to feel that even more, she began pushing her finger against it harder as she rubbed. And when she did¡­ "Ahh!?" A wave of pleasure several times stronger ran through her entire body. Noah''s dick thrust into her with loud sticky noises. She could not tell if his cock had gotten bigger or if her pussy was squeezing it tighter, but her mind was filled with the pleasure of it having its way with her body. "Ahh! More, More!" Her own words served to arouse her further and her stomach began to throb. His hips sped up and thrust harder in response. "I...I am going toe." Noah grunted as he began to speed up his movement even more. Lilith meanwhile was too far gone to even listen to what he was saying. Finally, his dick throbbed within her vagina, shooting semen everywhere and filling every part of her body. He continued to move within her vagina as if to squeeze it all out and with each movement, the semen made sticky sounds and spilled out of her. Lilith''s body meanwhile shivered as she silently screamed. ''Ugh! So, hot.'' This is their third session but, she felt like she might be addicted to this feeling. When he finally pulled out of her, she slumped on the bed, and the semen still in her, slowly began toe out, giving the scene a sultry allure. Tracing her back with his finger, Noah asked gently, "So, how was it?" "It felt amazing, it was the best, it was wonderful." Those were the only thoughts that floated up in her melted mind. Lilith looked up at him while lying on her side and could see his dick still standing tall and hard. She had thought she was plenty satisfied, but seeing that filled her with fresh lust and as such, she got up and reached for his crotch. "It was wonderful, so..." She pushed Noah onto his back, climbed on top of him, and prepared to mount his cock. ''''I can''t stop now that I''m this excited can I?" As if possessed she grinned before slowly sitting on his dick, his holy spear impaled here reaching the deepest part in one full smooth. ''''Ugh!" Lilith groaned before starting to move her hips. She was rocking her hips back and forth as if ying a sonata. Noah did nothing but let Lilith do whatever her heart desires. She continued until she finally let Noah have his turn and he who was in the beast mode didn''t go easy on her. ''''Wait...'''''' She tried pleading but unfortunately, he did not listen and pierced her, starting his restless onughts. His merciless attacks pounded on her cervix, shook her womb, and even rattled her whole body. The White Witch was exposed at length to pure brute force with no technique behind it at all and all she could do was moan in pleasure and delight. "Ahh, ahh, ahh! Noah, M-my hips can''t take much more of this! Ahh! I''m reaching my limit.'''' Her vagina squeezed like mad as she experienced repeated orgasms. But he still did not stop. He continued thrusting without end. He ejacted a few times, but not even that stopped him. He wished to make it a night she would never forget. Finally, once he was sure that she had reached her limit, He gathered his strength to release one final roar. His arms grasping her still-youthful skin were lifted as she arched her back. His dick pushed deeper into her, fitting tightly against her cervix. And then he exploded. "Ohhhhhhh~!!" Lilith felt like she was losing her mind. This time, no amount of self-control managed to save her and her vision grew faint before she finally cked out. Breathing roughly, Noah pulled his dick out only once it had gone fullyid. Her vagina could not close on its own and a milky liquid flowed stickily out of the gaping hole. Seeing her state, he smiled awkwardly and felt a little guilty about hisck of control toward the end. But well he was trying to make the whole unexpected situation memorable, guess he did manage to aplish this feat. Sweat still clung to their skin, a pleasant reminder of their exertion. He trailed a finger down her spine, sending shivers down her body. "Ready for that bath?" he murmured, his voice husky with desire. Lilith nodded and he took her into the bathroom. As Noah helps Lilith clean her back, she might mention a sore spot from her day and he could gently massage it for her. She would return the favor by washing his hair or scrubbing his hard-to-reach ces. After they finish washing, they rxed against the tub walls, enjoying the warm water and the quietpanionship. "Why did you leave me back then?" Noah''s question hung in the air, causing a heavy silence to descend upon them. Lilith took a deep breath, preparing herself to finally reveal the truth behind her disappearance during their younger years. "Well, after the tragedy that struck you, I could see the immense pain you were going through because I could rte. Something didn''t feel right, and my grandfather sensed it too. I remember how you isted yourself, pushing everyone away and insisting on being alone. Behind that closed door, I asked how I could help you, and you told me to leave you be. You said that only strength could protect what is precious to you, and that you needed to find answers since your father refused to provide them. Your words moved me deeply, so I went to my grandfather for guidance. He suggested that I train in seclusion for a few years to be stronger, believing that only then could I truly assist you. I agreed without hesitation, but I did try to see you before I left. Unfortunately, you refused to see anyone, so I reluctantly departed after a couple more attempts. I''m sorry, I shouldn''t have left without exining myself." Noah was taken aback,pletely caught off guard by this revtion. It was a monumental misunderstanding, and it all stemmed from his own actions. He didn''t know what to say, so he remained silent for a moment, before finally embracing Lilith and apologizing. Chapter 169: Morning R-18 Noah was taken aback,pletely caught off guard by this revtion. It was a monumental misunderstanding, and it all stemmed from his actions. He didn''t know what to say, so he remained silent for a moment, before finally embracing Lilith and apologizing. "I''m truly sorry for the misunderstanding. You did nothing wrong, and I had no right to be angry and act the way I did. Please forgive me. Let''smunicate more from now on. It''s clear thatmunication is the key, and I am grateful that you made the effort for my sake. I am truly blessed." Lilith was shocked, but she understood and epted Noah''s apology. She was relieved that they had finally had this conversation and reconciled their differences. ''''I''m happy that we have reconciled, don''t worry although I don''t understand everything just be sure that from now on I will always be by your side. I will support you please let me help you and stay by your side.'''' Noah was touched by her heartfelt words, he embraced her tightly. ''''Sure, please support me.'''' They stayed like this for a few minutes before they went to sleep. The following morning, Noah woke up with Lilith nestled in his chest like a little kitten, while the smell of their love nectar still lingered in the air. It had been one crazy night, where they both surrendered themselves to carnal pleasure and vented their lust on each other. A shade of redness was still noticeably seen on Lilith''s rosy cheeks. However, it was not the result of physically exerting and exhausting herself fromst night''s battle. There was not even a speck of fatigue on her blissfully sleeping face. Whatever fatigue there had been, it was all swept away and only the vibrant glow of a blossomed flower was left behind. As he watched Lilith sleeping contentedly with eyes filled with affection, he couldn''t help but move away the few strands of hair ovepping her face behind her ears and give her a soft peck on the forehead. He went to take a bath and ordered a breakfast they shared before they began kissing. ''''Anhhhh!" Quickly undressing her, she did the same to him, and because they were dressed lightly, it was fast. Lowering his head, Noah went between her legs and licked her clit slowly before sending his tongue inside her pussy in slow motion. The way his tongue twisted like a snake inside her cunt made Lilith''s body twist, and she let out a moan. Noah''s hands traveled toward her modest breasts; he started massaging them, pinching her already-hardened nipples. ''''Ohhhh!" She moaned, feeling the double assault. He started sending his tongue in and out of her sacred ce at a fast speed while ying with her breasts while his other hand was used to caress her ear, one of her sensitive points, slowly. ''''Oooh!'''' Lilith moaned, pushing his head deeper into her cunt, Noah''s nose rubbing against her clit. Sensing that she was about toe, he stopped for a moment. She then looked at him in confusion as if to say why the hell did you stop when I''m so close to orgasm? Noah found Lilith''s current eyes cute and could not help but chuckle, he then lowered his head again, but this time he didn''t put his tongue inside her pussy; instead, he sucked her clit so hard that her body trembled, then he pinched her hardened nipples hard at the same as he continued to suck her clit. ''''Ooh! I''m cumming!!" Lilith moaned as she let out her first orgasm of the day. With slurping sounds, he drank all her love juice before raising his head and bringing his stained mouth to kiss her; she reciprocated passionately while using her hand to please his cock. She did give a blowjob, but the way she urately moved her hand was enough to bring him closer, and soon thanks to her handjob, he had an orgasm. She cleaned his dick using her mouth, enough to ignite Noah''s lust anew, and he became ready for the main dish. Smiling, he put her on his thighs, his hardened cock aiming at her entrance. Noah did not enter immediately. Instead, he first teased Lilith slowly, causing her to moan and bit her lips. Her face slowly became redder and redder, and her breathing turned more and rushed. Finally, she could not endure more. She tried to push her waist towards his cock in a desperate attempt to fill her empty and craving cunt. Unfortunately, Noah moved back at thest moment and smirked. "You know what you need to say in a moment like this, my beautiful queen." Lilith blushed hard; she bit her rosy lips and nodded. "..Please¡­ I want it¡­ Give it to me." she finally gave in. "Good girl," Noah praised her; he was also at his limit; he needed to feel her cunt, but he waited for the magic words. As soon as he heard that, he pierced deep inside her, reaching the deepest corner of her pussy. "Ahnn¡­!" Lilith moaned loudly and curved her neck up. She then hugged his neck and started to move up and down. "Ahnnn, ugh, Ahn, I''m feeling it inside me again soon.'''' She said, eyes filled with lust. She wriggled her butt eagerly, and her white legs opened sideways to allow his cock to push deeper inside her, making it easy to plow her. Nectar gushed out of her flower garden like a stream. Noah couldn''t get enough of her lust-filled face and heard her crazy moans. His libido surged up again, making his thrust inside her soft, warm, and wet cunt in a crazed manner, almost as if he got possessed by a lustful spirit. Her tender and sensitivebia rubbed against cock fiercely, and his nd did the same, bringing even more pleasure to the duo. The two kept reaching one high after another, immersing heart and mind in the pleasure. It''s why sex is a wonderful thing. Morning sex exercise was a wonderful thing, and both seemed to have discovered this. Noah kept ramming his thighs into her sensitive body while his hands rubbed and caressed Lilith''s perfectly round buttocks. His mouth wasn''t idling either; he was sucking her tit as he plowed her hard. With each thrust, love fluids rushed out of her sensitive pussy. Lilith couldn''t endure this soul-melting pleasure and forgot about everything around her. She was just enjoying herself. "Annhh! Annhh!." She shouted desperately and was surprised. She even coiled her legs around him and opened the entrance of her wombpletely. Noah pleased with her moans elerated, increasing his pace. Pah* Pah* Pah* Sounds of Noah''s nds kissing her ass cheeks resonated within the room. Lifting her a little, he pierced her, sending his entire length inside her cunt. Instantly, his dick reached her womb and broke inside it. "Ugh! Ahnnnn¡­..!" Lilith let out a loud cry and shivered intensely. The sudden pain and pleasure made her orgasm in one go. The amount of love juice she let out was even greater than her first orgasm. Noah''s legs werepletely drenched. He groaned in excitement and pushed Lilith down; changing their position, he lifted her legs just above her head and started a new round of fierce pounding. "Oohhh!!!" Sera let out a loud moan and hugged Noah''s neck. And with a long shiver, she orgasmed again. However, he continued attacking her, plowing her fiercely and enjoying the feeling of her flesh opening and closing to receive his dick. By her third orgasm, she was finally unable to endure anymore. She moaned loudly and spasmed as though an electric current was attacking her. ''''!!!!!!!!'''' At the same time, she let out a strange, unintelligible moan and clung to Noah''s body like a child, afraid of her mother abandoning her; she tightly hugged him while reveling in the pleasant aftertaste of the orgasm she had. Seeing that, Noah increased his speed for onest sprint. Finally, he pierced her womb and sent all the semen he had umted inside her. He stopped only after making sure that he had deposited everything inside it. ''''Anhhhh!" Lilith let out a loud moan and closed her eyes, lying powerlessly in the bed. ''''I''m dying of pleasure; please let me rest, please." She muttered with a dazed expression. She was very satisfied; she didn''t want to continue any longer. She felt like going crazy with lust if this were to continue any further than this. ''''Ohh? I''m not satisfied, though.'''' Noah mumbled with a yful smile, and Lilith''s body trembled, visibly afraid to go for another round; she would turn into an idiot who thought nothing but sex, a price she wasn''t ready to pay. ''''Please, Noah let me rest; I''m begging you.'''' She called his name, and he chuckled and softly caressed her white hair before nting a kiss on her forehead and leaving her cunt. ''''I know, my dear. I was teasing you. I will let you rest.'''' ''''Thank you!" she said before going to take a bath before a short rest. Noah decided to wait beside her, watching her until she woke up. [..] Chapter 170: Unexpected Side of Lilith ''''I''m dying of pleasure; please let me rest, please." She muttered with a dazed expression. She was very satisfied; she didn''t want to continue any longer. She felt like going crazy with lust if this were to continue any further than this. ''''Ohh? I''m not satisfied, though.'''' Noah mumbled with a yful smile, and Lilith''s body trembled, visibly afraid to go for another round; she would turn into an idiot who thought nothing but sex, a price she wasn''t ready to pay. ''''Please, Noah let me rest; I''m begging you.'''' She called his name, and he chuckled and softly caressed her white hair before nting a kiss on her forehead and leaving her cunt. ''''I know, my dear. I was teasing you. I will let you rest.'''' ''''Thank you!" she said before going to take a bath before a short rest. Noah decided to wait beside her, watching her until she woke up. [..] Before the system''s notification could ring out, Noah cut it off, he would check his rewardster. Two hourster, it was past 10 o''clock. Stepping out of the motel and into the morning light, Noah and Lilith felt a shift in the air, the lingering intimacy of the previous night hanging between them. Two hours had passed, a silent understanding passing without words when Noah suggested a spa visit. Lilith, perhaps seeking a continuation of their time together or simply some rxation after a night fraught with emotion, offered a simple nod. Inside the spa, the atmosphere was a stark contrast to the storm that raged the night before. Tranquil music and the gentle scent ofvender filled the air, immediately easing the tension in their shoulders. Opting for separate treatments, they stole shy nces at each other across the waiting room, the weight of their unspoken feelings heavy in the air. During their massages, their bodies rxed under the skilled hands of the therapists. For Noah, the deep tissue massage helped to release the knots of tension that had built up throughout the night. His mind couldn''t help but drift back to the vulnerability he''d shared with Lilith, a mix of exhration and uncertainty swirling within him. Lilith, on the other hand, opted for a hydrating facial. As the cool cucumber slices soothed her tired eyes, she allowed herself to rey the events of the night. A small smile yed on her lips as she recalled the stolen kisses and whispered promises. After their treatments, they met back in the rxation room. Noah found Lilith sipping on herbal tea, the steam rising like wisps of unspoken thoughts. They settled intofortable chairs, afortable silence settling between them. Stepping out of the spa, Noah and Lilith blinked in the afternoon sun. The remnants of tension were reced by afortable ease, a shared secret simmering beneath the surface. Noah suggested grabbing a bite to eat, and Lilith readily agreed. Their destination was "Verve," a modern restaurant that buzzed with cool, sophisticated energy. Large ss windows stretched from floor to ceiling, offering a glimpse of the bustling city streets outside. Inside, the sleek d¨¦cor spoke of minimalist elegance. Polished concrete floors were warmed by strategically ced plush rugs in geometric patterns. Chrome pendant lights hung low, casting a cool glow over the exposed brick walls adorned with oversized abstract paintings. The open kitchen was the heart of the restaurant, a culinary theater where chefs in crisp white uniforms danced around stainless steel counters. The rhythmic tter of pots and pans was punctuated by the asional whoosh of mes as someone mb¨¦ed a dish. The air was filled with the tantalizing aromas of roasting meats, fresh herbs, and exotic spices. Seating was a mix of sleek, high-backed booths and modern chairs with chrome frames. Strategically ced nters with cascading greenery added a touch of nature to the urban vibe. A curated ylist of electronic music pulsed softly in the background, creating a lively yet sophisticated atmosphere. Tucked away in a corner of the modern Verve restaurant, the hostess ced Noah and Lilith in a cozy booth. The cool, electronic music pulsed softly around them, a stark contrast to the raw emotions of the previous night. A silent understanding seemed to pass between them. Both tactfully avoided mentioning the events of the motel room. It was a decision fueled by a mutual desire to savor the present moment, to build upon the fragile connection they''d forged. There would be time to dissect the deeper meaningter, but for now, their focus was singr ¨C to strengthen the bond that had blossomed so unexpectedly. A yful glint entered Noah''s eyes as he stole a nce at Lilith. "Ready to explore the culinary delights of Verve?" he asked, hoping to lighten the mood. Lilith returned his gaze, a hint of a smile dancing on her lips. "Absolutely," she agreed, her voice soft yet confident. "Let''s see what surprises this ce has in store." The unspoken lingered in the air, a shared secret adding ayer of intimacy to their interaction. As they settled into the booth, their conversation flowed easily, peppered with lighthearted jokes and genuine curiosity about each other''s lives when they were apart. The menu, with its modern interpretations of global cuisine, offered aunching point for exploration, leading to yful debates about preferred vors and adventurous culinary choices. The restaurant, with its sleek d¨¦cor and vibrant energy, became an unexpected backdrop for their burgeoning connection. Perhaps, within the cool, modern atmosphere, the unspoken feelings simmering between them would find a way to gently rise to the surface. The waiter, a young man with a carefully styled beard and a friendly smile, approached their booth, his arrival momentarily breaking their easy conversation. Noah, like a gentleman, let Lilith peruse the menu first, his gaze lingering on her a little longer than necessary. Lilith, catching his stare, raised an eyebrow but a yful smile tugged at the corner of her lips. As she scanned the options, her eyes widened in mock surprise. "Look at this," she eximed, "Wagyu beef carpio with truffle oil and smoked paprika aioli. Sounds fancy enough for a ce like this, wouldn''t you say?" Noah chuckled. "Sounds like an experience. Up for a little adventure?" Lilith met his challenge with a mischievous grin. "Absolutely. Let''s see if it lives up to the hype." She flipped the page, her voice softening. "But maybe we should bnce it out with something a little moreforting. What do you think about the roasted chicken with rosemary and lemon?" Their back-and-forth was lighthearted, a yful dance around the unspoken attraction simmering between them. With their selections ordered, Noah leaned back in the booth, gesturing to the open kitchen with his chin. "That ballet over there is quite a show, isn''t it?" Lilith followed his gaze, watching the chefs move with practiced efficiency. "The rhythm is quite hypnotic," she agreed. "It makes me wonder what kind of culinary symphony they''re creating." Seizing the opportunity, Noah turned to face her fully. "Perhaps we can create our own symphony," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver down her spine. "A symphony of vors and conversation." Lilith''s breath hitched. His words hung in the air, a tantalizing invitation. The electronic music seemed to fade away, reced by the frantic drumming of her own heart. Before she could respond, the waiter arrived with their appetizers, the beautifully arranged carpio stealing their attention for the moment. But the tension remained, a delicious undercurrent to their conversation as they savored their food. Noah shared stories from his travels with his father, his eyes gleaming as he described a bustling market in a foreignnd, a dangerous dungeon''s experience. Lilith countered with anecdotes about her own, her voice animated with a passion that captivated him, she seemed different. During their separation she traveled the world sometimes with her grandfather when he could but most of the time with her aunt. She even stayed sometimes in Britannia where her cousin, the troublemaker was, Stileson. Lilith''s unexpected openness about her past experiences brought an unexpected joy to the conversation. Withughter and clever jokes sprinkled throughout, it was as if she had shed her stoic demeanor and allowed her true emotions to shine through. Noah couldn''t help but admit that he preferred this version of Lilith. His heart fluttered at the sight of her genuine self, and he found himself yearning to see more of this side of her. In this vulnerable state, she was truly captivating, and Noah knew that if she continued to behave this way, he could easily fall head over heels for her. As the afternoon sun began to dip below the horizon, casting long shadows across the restaurant, they knew their time together was drawing to a close. But the shared experience, the unexpected intimacy that bloomed from the storm, had irrevocably altered the course of their lives. They left Verve with a promise hanging in the air, a promise to explore this newfound connection. Chapter 171: Once Again Part 1 R-18 Somehow after leaving the restaurant, the two ended up in Lilith''s aunt house, in Lilith''s room. Presently, in the Lilith''s bedroom of her aunt''s house. "Ah! I should have known!" She said as she found herself in her bedroom. She looked at the corner of the bedroom where arge bar cab was ced, showcasing fine liquor. Noah using her telekinesis made a grabbing motion, and simultaneously, a bottle of whiskey flew out. It arrived in his raised hand. The seal opened up and he directly drank from the bottle''s mouth. Upon seeing this Lilith jumped on him just as he lowered the bottle. Like a ko, she wrapped her legs around his torso and ced her hands on either side of his face. Her hands were soft, but warm, igniting passion deep into him. Noah dropped the whiskey bottle and moved his hands up her slender waist. "I want to try a certain method of sharing!" Lilith for once suggested something bold, she said as she leaned her face closer to his. Her eyes locked onto his before her lips pressed against his. Their lips joined like pieces of a puzzle,pletely melting into each other. Both of them shut their eyes, savoring the delightful passion of their lips. "Mmm!" The fiery warmth in her lips passed all his defenses and his mouth opened. The soft ambered colored whiskey swirled and she twirled her tongue into his mouth. She tasted aromatic, rich toasted oak blended with floral vors, and instantly found it to her liking. She understood the saying ''The whiskey was the amber that brought resolve to my soul.'' Meanwhile, Noah''s hands wandered up on her back as the open-mouth kiss continued. She sucked the whiskey into her mouth and a tantalizing sensation invaded their bodies. It was like the current one feels in their first kiss. They both had kissed at unknown times, but the passion never fell. If anything, with time, it grew... Noah retaliated and began to fight for the remaining amount of whiskey. Their tongues shed against each other, exhrated from the battle of lust. While his fingers lingered in his beautiful silver hair and their kiss turned more wild. Her cheeks flushed and warm blood flooded his face. Minutes passed and they turned breathless. Their eyes opened and their mouths parted with their breaths shallow. She disappeared to the kitchen to go fetch some ice cube beforeing back. She took two ice cubes in her soft hand, and said, "I like my drink chilled" She ced the cubes on his lips and smiled as they began to melt from the fiery passion. With her hands on his face and her legs wrapped around his torso, Lilith grinned as the ice cubes she ced on his lips started melting. Without wasting any time, she pressed her red, glossy lips on the melting ice cubes from the other end. Under theirbined passion, the cubes melted and misty icy water droplets trickled down their lips, like jewels. Noah hiding his surprise kissed her wet, cold lips for a brief moment before moving his lips down. He kissed her chin from where the icy water streamed down and fell on her breasts that were smashed against his chest. She put her arms around his neck and arched her head back as his lips moved further down. His icy lips nted kisses on her soft neck, and as the cold, but passionate lips touched her neck, she felt a bolt of current striking her. At the same time, his hands slipped from her waist to her ass. Her curvaceous ass cheeks were smooth, feeling amazing in his hands. He cupped them gently while kissing across her neck and moving up to nibble down on her ears. Lilith didn''t realize his lips did more than just kiss... they caressed her delicate skin. She might not have realized it, but her body did. Her nipples hardened and their outline became visible. ''''He is so good at this!" She thought as she leaned her head down to make his lips break from her neck. As his lips freed, her lips sought his for a tight kiss, and they started making out. She stretched her tongue into his mouth and intertwined with his. Lost in the delightful kiss, Noah moved further into the bedroom. Still joined together, they jumped on the bed, with him on top. His tongue moved into her mouth for exploration while his hands moved down her back to pull down the zipper of her dress. He tossed the dress away and didn''t look down as he unhooked her bra. At the same time, Lilith undid his shirt buttons and stretched her hands down to open his pants. Their mouths remained joined, and their kisses intensified. She felt his raging erection throbbing against her as they kissed and the familiar warmth made her wet from desires. She broke the kiss. ''''You are hiding something dangerous down there!" As she said it, she rubbed her hands against his hard-on, feeling the pulsing heat. The sheer thickness and grith made her know just how much he missed her. Noah didn''t dislike this new side of her, almost as if he was learned new things about her which is refreshing. So he decided to say some dirty words as well. ''''It''s seems someone really did miss you.'''' Noah smiled before slipping down. He tweaked her nipples between his fingers and noticed goosebumps on her skin as pleasure swept over her. Then, like a hungry teenager, he sucked her nipples, moving from one nipple to another, back and forth. Her breasts swayed with his mouth and she squealed in delight. He could feel intense heat erupting out of her mound and knew she missed him just as much. Not wasting any second, he slid further down and lined his mouth against her pink flesh, hidden between two puffy lips. He ced a middle finger against her wet slit and pressed his lips against her hard clit. Then, simultaneously, he inserted the finger and kissed the clit with gentle probing of his tongue. "Aanh!" Lilith let out a soft moan and slipped her hands between his ck hair. Alex started with a gentle lick from the clit to the base of her slit and then up. Alongside, his finger moved in and out of her slit, feeling her insides writhing in ecstatic contractions. Slowly, he pulled his finger out and plowed down on her pink flesh with his tongue. He was like a man thirsty for years as his tongue licked her wet flesh, up and down, slow and fast. Lilith felt an intense wave of orgasm erupting deep inside her. Her puffy lips swelled and spasmed while juices secreted out right in his waiting mouth. He sucked them and held her body tight as the wave of orgasm ran through her. A minuteter, she took a long intake of air, and said, "It seems I can''t get enough of you!" "I already know that!" Lilith responded. He moved up and kissed her right on the lips, allowing her to taste her juices of arousal. She gripped his face and broke the kiss. She looked him in the eyes, and their vision met. A spark exploded between them and they instantly knew what they wanted. Something that overpowered animalistic lust. Something that had emotions that no raw sex could provide. She grasped his cock and guided it to her entrance. Noah rubbed against her slit, moistening his tip with her juices, and then invaded her waiting pussy. He slipped fully inside and stopped. Both of them savored the moment. He enjoyed the heavenly warmth; a sensation that was far more delightful than any other sensation. She enjoyed the marvelous feeling of being filled, a feeling that could not be described by words alone. Slowly, in the missionary position, he began to thrust in and out with long, gentle strokes. She slipped her hands around his neck and moaned. Their eyes didn''t move from each other, and they both knew what they were doing was not just sex. There was an intimacy that was more than physical. She lifted her knees, giving him more ess. He hammered deep into her, and along with the heavenly feeling from his cock filling her pussy, she felt an emotional sensation that put her on the edge. She has a feeling it was the same for him. At other times, she could havested for long, but now she felt another orgasm on the brink of explosion. The crest of orgasm was ready to sweep her. "Oohhhh! She moaned aloud, feeling orgasm close, she could like to have an orgasm together with Noah. As if he could read her mind, his reply was kissing her and increasing the pace of his strokes. His hips thrust down, pleasuring her. "Oooh!!" With her mouth sealed by his, she let out a suppressed moan as an explosion of ecstasy erupted deep into her pussy. It was like a dam of pleasure has broken, and the waves of orgasmic pleasure spread throughout her. Lilith''s eyes rolled back as the simple sex gave her an intense orgasm like never before. She held Noah tightly before shutting her eyes. He grunted as her pussy spasmed around his cock, throbbing with delightful vibrations. He didn''t resist and allowed himself to erupt. Showers of warm cum sprayed out. He kissed her once again before copsing next to her. They needed a short rest before continuing eventually. Chapter 172: Once Again Part 2 R-18 With her mouth sealed by his, she let out a suppressed moan as an explosion of ecstasy erupted deep into her pussy. It was like a dam of pleasure had broken, and the waves of orgasmic pleasure spread throughout her. Lilith''s eyes rolled back as the simple sex gave her an intense orgasm like never before. She held Noah tightly before shutting her eyes. He grunted as her pussy spasmed around his cock, throbbing with delightful vibrations. He didn''t resist and allowed himself to erupt. Showers of warm cum sprayed out. Experience magic at NovelFire le mpyr He kissed her once again before copsing next to her. They needed a short rest before continuing eventually. A few hourster, Lilith''s eyes fluttered open. The first sensation that greeted her was the presence of something firm and elongated nestled between her buttocks. The second was the gentle weight of a hand resting on her t stomach and a face nuzzling against the tender skin of her neck. Someone had embraced her from behind while she slept, their body spooning hers. "Noah..." Even without turning, she could sense that it was him. His warm breath caressed her neck, confirming his identity, but it was also the lingering hardness pressed against her that gave him away. It was the same hardness that had lulled her into a peaceful slumber, even at such an early hour of the morning. Never before had exhaustion felt so blissfully incredible. It was a sensation she had never experienced before, and it was undeniably the most exquisite feeling she had ever known. Unconsciously, she began to push her hips back, causing his arousal to slide tantalizingly close to her entrance, but just barely out of reach. Her eyes widened as she realized what she was doing, and she abruptly stopped. However, she attempted to resist the overpowering urge... until she felt the pulsating heat emanating from him, causing her innermost desires to tremble. Her hips moved of their own ord, drawing his swollen tip into her entrance. As she felt the familiar girth stretching her, the wetness inside her intensified. She desperately tried to remain still, as even this small amount of him made her ache to release a moan. But she fought to stifle it. She didn''t want to disturb his slumber. Or so she believed until she heard... "You certainly know how to wake a man up!" "!!" Noah''s voice startled her like a frightened cat, and she instinctively wanted to recoil. However, the hand on her stomach held her firmly, keeping her close. The hand glided upward, caressing her silky skin and the curves of her breasts before settling on her left breast. Simultaneously, his shaft pushed deeper into her. ''''Anhhhhh!" She let out a soft moan as he explored every inch of her. "Good morning, indeed," he whispered, his voice sending shivers down her spine. Their lips met in a fiery kiss, igniting a passionate connection between them. He moved with deliberate tenderness, each motion fueling the fire within her. She responded eagerly, matching his rhythm with her desire. Their bodies intertwined, bing one in both flesh and soul. The wave of pleasure built within her, threatening to consume her entirely. Her grip tightened around him, and her senses were overwhelmed by a blinding ecstasy. Her climax washed over her, but she didn''t want it to end. She continued to move, urging him to carry on, despite her heightened sensitivity. He gently nibbled on her lower lip, savoring the taste of their shared passion. Then, with deliberate intent, he resumed his slow and deliberate strokes. "Mmm!" Her breath hitched with each thrust, sending electrifying sensations through her pulsating core. The heat between them intensified, making her slick and feverish, causing Noah to throb and pulse with even more intensity. Her heart raced like a runaway train, fueled by the excitement coursing through her veins. In an instant, another wave of pleasure crashed over her, unleashing a torrent of her essence that soaked the sheets beneath them. He followed suit, his release filling her depths with his crystalline essence. The thick strands of his release trailed down her thighs, mingling with the stains on the sheets. "We''ve certainly made quite the mess," Noah eximed, lifting Lilith off the bed with a huff, his hands firmly cupping her ass. Her arms instinctively wrapped around his neck for support. "It looks like we''re in desperate need of a shower, don''t you think?" he suggested, a mischievous grin on his face. Lilith nodded, her flushed face betraying her eagerness. With a shared kiss, they made their way towards the opulent bathroom. And as they walked, Lilith couldn''t help but steal more intoxicating kisses, unable to quench her insatiable desire for him. After all, how could she ever get enough? The intensity of their kiss grew, their bodies entwined in the steamy bathroom beneath the cascading shower. The first burst of water hit them with force, causing a momentary pause in their embrace. She quickly brushed the damp strands of hair away from her face, slipping back into his arms to resume their passionate kiss. Noah''s tongue pressed against her lips, urging them to part, and in an instant, he was inside her mouth, exploring every inch. With experience on her side, she reciprocated, her tongue intertwining with his, their saliva mingling in a sensual dance. Lost in the moment, they continued to kiss as if there was no tomorrow. Noah''s desire grew, his arousal evident as Lilith''s wetness dripped from her, moistening his hands as he held her close. They both knew it wasn''t just the shower water that was heating things. Their kiss finally broke, and she stood on her own two feet, her gaze locked with his. The water continued to rain down upon their glistening bodies, each droplet resembling a precious pearl. "We''re here to cleanse, not indulge in such activities!" he reminded his grip on the soap tightening as he slowly began to rub it onto her breasts. The sensation elicited a gasp from her as she realized his true intentions, using the soap as a mere excuse to fondle and caress her breasts instead of focusing onthering. He discarded the soap, his hands now fully dedicated to squeezing and teasing her breasts and nipples, iming it was necessary for thether to work effectively. A feral glint sparked in her eyes, fueled by his relentless assault on her breasts. She swiftly pushed him away and covered her hands with the foam, taking matters into her own hands. Noah was taken aback as she took hold of his erect member, expertly coating it with the foam, her hands moving back and forth, exploring every inch. She could feel his cock pulsating and growing firmer beneath her touch, knowing that her counterattack was having the desired effect. The water soon washed away the foam, but she didn''t cease her rhythmic movements. "You''re certainly a quick learner!" Noah praised, his hands gripping her waist firmly. "Now, it''s time for you to learn a new position!" Confusion shed across Lilith''s face as she tried toprehend his words, but before she could question further, he swiftly turned her around, her handsnding against the ss wall. He firmly grasped her hips, tilting her buttocks upward and outward, ready to explore new territories. Slowly, he then slid into her, the intimate connection sending waves of pleasure through both of them. With a gasp of delight, she pressed herself against the wall, her hands bracing against it for support. His thrusts grew stronger, each one stretching her and filling her with a powerful sensation. A shudder ran down her spine, originating from the depths of her core. The transition from gentle lovemaking to passionate fucking took her by surprise, but it only heightened her pleasure. Her pussy quivered, tightening around his cock with each forceful thrust, revealing the intensity of her arousal. Noah was in ecstasy. Not only was her tightness gripping him like a vice, but the sight of his cock disappearing between her ass cheeks as he delved into her dripping pussy was pure bliss. He leaned in closer, kissing the nape of her neck, intensifying their connection. His pace quickened, matching the rising desires within them. "Ohh!!" Their climax built up, a frenzy of pleasure consuming their bodies. In perfect harmony, they reached the pinnacle of ecstasy, their bodies melding together as his cock melted into her fiery depths. After her refreshing shower, Lilith returned to the bedroom, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over her. Copsing onto the bed, she closed her eyes, seeking some much-needed rest. When she finally woke up, the room was bathed in the soft golden light ofte afternoon. As she became aware of her surroundings, she found herself in a familiar andforting position. Noah was curled up beside her, their bodies intertwined in a loving embrace. Her breasts pressed against his chest as they slept, their faces inches apart. Unlike before, Lilith felt no hesitation or wariness. With a sense of trust and desire, she slowly moved her hips forward, guiding his cock into her waiting depths. "OOOoooohhh!" The room filled with their familiar moans of pleasure and the rhythmic sound of their bodies colliding in passionate union. Chapter 173: Once Again Part 3 R-18 The next morning, they rose early, each engaging in their own exercise routines. With a few hours remaining before the start of ss, they aimed to make the most of their time. Eager to avoid wasting any precious moments, he gently guided her onto the bed and leaned in closer. As his lips met hers, she surrendered to the sensation, closing her eyes in eptance. He tenderly pressed his lips against her tightly sealed mouth, alternating between soft pecks and gentle nibbles on her lower lip. Briefly pulling away, he spoke in a hushed tone. "Part your lips." Her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue as she hesitated, but ultimately, she allowed her lips to part ever so slightly. His eyes sparkled with amusement for a fleeting moment. Without dy, he firmly pressed his lips against hers again, and a delicate dance of flesh ensued. A soft gasp escaped her lips as his tongue explored the depths of her mouth, caressing every corner and contour. It skillfully maneuvered around her teeth and glided along the sides of her cheeks. A surge of pleasure coursed through Lilith as their tongues intertwined. Just as their lips parted the tiniest fraction, he murmured. "You taste divine." Lilith could feel her cheeks burning with a deep blush. He shifted his position and their lips locked once more, their tongues engaged in a passionate battle while their saliva mingled. He focused on the art of exploring her mouth through the art of kissing. His tongue twisted, sucked, and released its hold on her. A soft moan escaped her throat, a testament to the growing intensity of their intimate exchange. Their kisses grew increasingly fervent. They continued to kiss in this manner, round after round. Gradually, Lilith''s tense shoulders rxed, the nerves dissipating. His kisses were tender and soothing, enveloping her in a sweet embrace. As they parted from a particrly prolonged kiss, she found herself lightly gasping for air. Even with just this, it felt as though they had already experienced more than enough. "You are exquisitely beautiful. I can never get enough of you." Her cheeks adorned with a rosy hue, she bit her lip in response to hispliment. The sheer sound of his words sent her heart racing with a wild happiness, an undeniable sense of shame washing over her. He nted a series of gentle pecks on her lips, gradually transitioning to her cheek and then her ear. His lips, damp and tender, trailed behind her ear and along her neck. The fragrance of her body was distinct, a delicate and calming scent... It brought him a sense of tranquility, as if nothing else in the world mattered once he was in her embrace. He traced a path with his lips, starting from her neck and descending towards the vicinity of her exquisite bosom. "Annnh!" An electrifying pleasure surged from her breasts, prompting Lilith to release a brief moan. He took a mouthful and indulged in a gentle suckling. "Annnh!" He lightly bit her nipple and tickled it with his tongue. She got breathless as he licked around the are before sucking on it once more. She was quietlyying down in bed while grasping onto the sheets, but her body would tremble while her hips jolted up from time to time. Gradually, he felt his lower half starting to grow hot. He let go of her breast, which was now wet with his saliva and moved to caress the other one. He licked, sometimes lightly bit, swallowed, and from time to time sucked with great force. Whenever his tongue moved, a tingling sensation would travel up her spine, and she couldn''t help but moan in pleasure. After he teased her breasts to his content, his kisses traveled down to her abdomen. His lips proceeded down to her lower abdomen and then to her inner thighs. His lips brushed against the deep portions of her inner thighs and began sucking. ''''Oh~'''' He slowly let his hand brush down her abdomen and naturally slid it down to her inner thigh, pressing his fingers toward her crotch. "Ah!" His long and firm finger slowly entered her. "Uuh¡­.." He repeatedly moved his finger in and out of her. As the stimtion continued, her lower region became slippery with moist juices, and the sound of wet noises grew increasingly louder. Her whole body was burning with heat and she felt her back shiver reflexively. A few more of his fingers pressed and rubbed against her. At that moment, a tingle surged up, flooding into her body and causing her muscles to spasm and her neck to jerk up as euphoria circted through her entire body for a few seconds. The short moment of bliss passed and her senses dulled, while her body had no strength left in it. She enjoyed the feeling of his fingers smoothlybing through her hair. "This isn''t the end yet." Murmuring those words next to her ears, Noah''s hot breath made her body, soaked with sweat, shiver in anticipation. Afterpletely disrobing her, heid Medea on her side and embraced her from behind. He kneaded her breasts while gently inserting his penis between her legs and rubbing on her butt. From behind, he slowly opened her up as his hard penis pushed against her entrance, and finally, he entered inside her. Lilith''s butt and his thighs were tightly pressed together. The two bodies became one. She was filled with thrill when he began to push his full length inside her. The sensation of him filling her up gave her a sense of satisfaction. He grunted fiercely, raised her leg with both of his hands, and entered into her soaked insides. He went a bit slowly at first, his sensitive part brushing slightly against her moist flesh as if to feel it out. His rhythm constantly changed. Sometimes he moved slowly, sometimes moved a bit faster, then moved slowly again, enticing her as he riled her up. Her insides squeezed and clenched on him as if it was furiously resisting his invasion. "Anh! Noah...please¡­!" She implored him as she whimpered. He was moving much harder and rougher than before. All her energy had been squeezed out and she couldn''t summon any power. Her entire body was more sensitive so his hands simply sweeping across her skin caused her to ache in excitement. He shifted a little more weight down and thrust in heavily. His rock-cock penis and the movement of his member deep inside of her seemed tireless. After a while, he stopped and demanded, "Let switch to doggy position." Her body flinched as his warm member that was wrapped inside of her, was swiftly pulled out. She hesitated for a moment, looking at his enthusiasm that seemed like it would never end, then she obediently turned around andy on her stomach. Her white, plump buttocks were distorted in his clutches. He appreciated her appetizing curves that started from her back to her waist, leading to her butt then swiftly thrust into her from behind. Instantly, her body shook intensely. ''''Ohhh!" Lilith writhed in pleasure while the cock pounded into her from behind. His thing felt like a red-hot metal rod to her. She could feel the tip of the head rubbing against her vaginal walls. She could feel the rock-hard erection spreading her vagina wide. She could feel her sexual lips being spread wide as its full length was pushed inside and his hips pped against her ass. She could feel it all so vividly and distinctly. Every stimtion to her body, every bit of pleasure experienced by her pussy, and everything felt by every cell of her body flowed into her mind. The next thing she knew, she had reached a hand down and started teasing her own crotch. She rolled around the small protrusion at the top of the pussy lips that Noah''s cock was still thrusting in and out of. "Ah! Ahh! Ahn!" Even if she had not moved her finger, his thrusting shook her body enough to automatically stimte her clit. Every time her finger rubbed against it, a jolt of pleasure ran through her. Wanting to feel that even more, she began pushing her finger against it harder as she rubbed. And when she did¡­ "Ahh!?" A wave of pleasure several times stronger ran through her entire body. His penis thrust into her with loud sticky noises. She could not tell if his cock had gotten bigger or if her pussy was squeezing it tighter, but her mind was filled with the pleasure of it having its way with her body. "Anhhh!" Her own moans served to arouse her further and her stomach began to throb. His hips sped up and thrust harder in response. "I...I am going toe." Noah grunted as he began to speed up his movement even more. Lilith meanwhile was too far gone to even listen to what he was saying. Finally, his dick throbbed within her vagina, shooting semen everywhere and filling every part of her body. He continued to move within her vagina as if to squeeze it all out and with each movement, the semen made sticky sounds and spilled out of her. Lilith''s body meanwhile shivered as she silently screamed. ''So, hot.'' This was only her third time having sex with Noah, but she felt like she might really be addicted to this feeling. When he finally pulled out of her, she slumped on the bed, and the semen still in her, slowly began toe out, giving the scene a sultry allure. Tracing her back with his finger, he asked gently, "So, how was it?" "It felt amazing,it was wonderful." Those were the only thoughts that floated up in her melted mind. She looked up at him while lying on her side and could see his dick still standing tall and hard. She had thought she was plenty satisfied, but seeing that filled her with fresh lust and as such, she got up and reached for his crotch. "It was wonderful, so..." Chapter 174: Mystic Grade Skill When he finally pulled out of her, she slumped on the bed, and the semen still in her, slowly began toe out, giving the scene a sultry allure. Tracing her back with his finger, he asked gently, "So, how was it?" "It felt amazing,it was wonderful." Those were the only thoughts that floated up in her melted mind. She looked up at him while lying on her side and could see his dick still standing tall and hard. She had thought she was plenty satisfied, but seeing that filled her with fresh lust and as such, she got up and reached for his crotch. "It was wonderful, so..." She pushed he onto his back, climbed on top of him, and prepared to mount his cock. "Let''s continue please?" Saying so, she sat down and her vagina slowly engulfed his cock. Seeing such a lust, Noah smirked as his handtched on her hips to keep her steady, "At your service." For the next hour, the room was filled with hot breath and cries of pleasure. Two hours after their passionate encounter, Lilith drifted into a peaceful sleep. Meanwhile, Noah, unable to fully quiet the surge of adrenaline coursing through him, decided to head down to the training ground located within the sprawling grounds of Lilith''s aunt''s vi. The training ground itself was a sight to behold. Tucked away in a secluded corner of the property, it wasn''t your typical gym. Imagine a space that seamlessly blends modern training equipment with a touch of old-world charm. Open-Air Arena: The heart of the training area could be arge, open-air arena with a high, thatched roof providing shade from the harsh sunlight. The ground might be a mixture of polished concrete andpacted earth, offering a variety of training surfaces. Natural Elements: The arena wouldn''t feel sterile or artificial. Perhaps climbing ropes snaked their way up towering palm trees, and strategically ced boulders offered natural obstacles for agility drills. Modern Equipment: Scattered around the arena would be modern training equipment. A heavy bag hung from a sturdy frame, its worn leather a testament to countless hours of punishment. A row of gleaming weight benches sat nearby, each equipped with a free-weight rack overflowing with dumbbells and barbells. Weapons Training Area: Tucked away in a corner might be a dedicated space for weapons training. Wooden dummies stood stoic, ready to absorb the impact of strikes and parries. A rack holding various practice weapons, like staffs and bokken (wooden swords), leaned against the wall. There was a Peaceful Ambiance, and despite the focus on physical training, the space wouldn''t feel overly harsh. The rhythmic chirping of unseen birds and the gentle rustling of leaves in the breeze would create a peaceful ambiance, allowing Noah to focus on his movements and clear his head. As Noah stepped into this unique training ground, the cool morning air washed over him. The open-air arena with its natural elements and modern equipment might hold some initial appeal for Noah, but his true destinationy beyond. Tucked away in a discreet corner of the training ground, a doorway glowed with a faint blue light, marking the entrance to a hidden chamber. This was Lilith''s aunt''s pride and joy ¨C a virtual training room. As Noah approached the doorway, a soft sensor activated, bathing him in a cool blue scan. A disembodied voice, crisp and polite, emanated from hidden speakers. "Wee, user. Please identify yourself for virtual training ess." Noah would need to either speak a specific passcode or utilize a biometric identifier, like a retinal scan, to gain ess. With a satisfied hum, the doorway hissed open, revealing a chamber that was anything but ordinary. Inside, the room was surprisingly small, dominated by arge, ergonomic pod in the center. The pod itself was molded from sleek ck metal, its surface faintly pulsing with a soft blue light. Around the pod, a series of holographic disys flickered, showcasing various virtual environments - dense forests, arid wastnds, and even futuristic cityscapes. He observed for a moment before recalling something important he had to do first. ''''Status!" he mumbled and his status window appeared before his eyes, his eyesnded on his new skill gained afterpleting the mission he set himself. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 47 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 116 Strength: 125 Intelligence: 106 Dexterity: 125 Luck: 97 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 25060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv1} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} {Super Regeneration Lv1} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Super Regeneration, a mystic grade skill, not only could heal his injuries quickly, but it was capable of recovering his stamina and mana as well, the higher the level the faster his injuries would recover, even severed limbs could regrow. The only downside was that if the injury is too severe mana would be consumed, meaning if he ever run out of mana and had a severe injury it would troublesome. Well, this is still a big skill nheless. Noah had won big this time. He was truly happy, so happy that for a moment he wondered if he was not dreaming, this skill cost a million of gold in the store, it was to say how lucky he was. This system is truly a lifesaver. Finally it was time to act. As Noah stepped into the virtual training pod, the world dissolved around him. He found himself standing on a familiar grassy in, the same one from the initial menu. This time, however, the air crackled with a different kind of energy. He knew he wasn''t alone. A holographic disy materialized in front of him, its menu glowing a menacing red. "Training Parameters Confirmed," the disembodied voice announced, a hint of artificial cheer in its tone. "Opponent: Mirror Image. Pain Tolerance: Maximum." With a satisfying click, Noah confirmed the settings. A ripple of distortion spread across the virtualndscape, and then, standing ten paces away, materialized a perfect replica of himself. Down to thest detail, the avatar mirrored Noah''s appearance. It wore the same clothes, sported the same slightly messy hairstyle, and even held its posture with an uncanny resemnce. But there was a coldness in the avatar''s eyes, a steely glint that sent a shiver down Noah''s spine. This wasn''t just a training exercise; it was a confrontation. He was about to face a physical manifestation bearing the same stats. The avatar raised its hand in a mocking salute, and then, with a burst of virtual speed, charged. The ensuing fight was brutal. Every punch, every kick,nded with a sickening thud, the virtual world replicating the maximum pain tolerance Noah had set. He felt the sting of blows as if they were real, his body reacting instinctively to dodge and counter. But the avatar was relentless, a tireless reflection of his own inner turmoil. It fought with a ferocity that mirrored his own insecurities, exploiting every hesitation and exploiting every weakness. Noah grunted with exertion, pushing himself to his virtual limits. As the fight raged, the virtual world began to shift. The once peacefulndscape morphed, reflecting the emotional turmoil within the simtion. The clear blue sky turned a stormy gray, the grassy in transforming into a jagged, rocky terrain. Through the exhaustion and the pain, a realization dawned on Noah. This wasn''t just about physical prowess; it was about facing his inner demons. He needed to ovee his self-doubt, his anxieties, to truly win this fight. With a newfound resolve, Noah began to fight smarter. He channeled his emotions, not into anger, but into focused determination. He began to anticipate the avatar''s moves, exploiting its predictability. Slowly, the tide began to turn. The final blow wasn''t a shy disy of martial arts. It was a simple, well-ced counter-punch, delivered with the full force of Noah''s newfound rity. The avatar staggered back, its digital form flickering with instability. Then, with a final burst of light, it dissolved into pixels, leaving Noah standing alone on the transformedndscape. He took a deep breath, the virtual world around him slowly returning to its peaceful state. The training pod hissed open, and Noah stepped out, his body slightly sore but his spirit invigorated. He had faced his shadow self and emerged victorious. The virtual battle had not only tested his physical skills but also forced him to confront his inner demons. As he rejoined the real world, he smiled, he had tested his skills, his newest skill was great as expected, more experience was needed. The luxurious bathroom within Lilith''s aunt''s vi beckoned. Stepping inside, Noah turned on the hot water, letting the steam fill the air. He sank into the deep, w-footed tub with a sigh of relief, the warm water enveloping him like aforting embrace. As he soaked, his thoughts drifted back to the virtual battle. He reyed the fight in his mind, dissecting his strategies and acknowledging his weaknesses. The warm water soothed his aching muscles, easing the tension from the virtual duel. He closed his eyes, enjoying the peaceful moment. Chapter 175: Dungeons 1 As he soaked, his thoughts drifted back to the virtual battle. He reyed the fight in his mind, dissecting his strategies and acknowledging his weaknesses. The warm water soothed his aching muscles, easing the tension from the virtual duel. He closed his eyes, enjoying the peaceful moment. One hour after his bath, Noah found himself standing at the edge of the academy''s Ancient wood. Sunlight, filtered through a dense canopy of emerald leaves, cast an ethereal glow on the forest floor. Here, time seemed to slow down, reced by a sense of timeless tranquility. The trees themselves were the stars of the show. Giant oaks, their bark gnarled and twisted with age, stretched their branches towards the heavens like ancient guardians. Sunlight, dappled and fragmented, reached the forest floor in a mosaic of light and shadow. A thick carpet of moss, emerald green and springy underfoot, cushioned the path and whispered secrets kept for centuries. The air itself held a different quality. It was refreshingly cool, carrying with it the earthy scent of damp soil and decaying leaves. The silence was broken only by the asional chirp of a hidden bird or the rustle of unseen creatures in the undergrowth. A sense of ancient magic seemed to permeate the air, a whisper of forgotten lore clinging to the moss-covered stones and the gnarled branches. Stepping deeper into the Ancient wood, the forest floor softened underfoot, a thick carpet of moss giving way to a bed of fallen leaves. Sunlight, filtered and fragmented, sshed across the ground in a mosaic of light and shadow. Finally, Noah emerged from the dense foliage to a clearing bathed in a more open glow. In the center, a circle of his ssmates sat on weathered logs or woven mats, their faces turned towards a central figure. It was Professor Elena, her hair gleaming like moonlight under the dappled light. She wore her usual practical attire, but today it was ented by a long, flowing scarf woven from emerald green and deep brown threads, colors that echoed the hues of the ancient forest. Relief and a touch of excitement washed over Noah. Finally, he was there. A quick scan of the group revealed Arthur, even his rival Aiden, perched on a log, a scowl etched on his face that deepened slightly at the sight of Noah. But Noah couldn''t dwell on that now. He winked at Lilith, who sat in a circle of her friends, her face lighting up with a brilliant smile that momentarily chased away the remnants of their earlier encounter. With a casual nod to Professor Elena, Noah found an empty spot on a fallen log near the edge of the circle. The open-air ss had begun. Today, the Ancientwood itself served as their ssroom, its ancient aura undoubtedly amplifying the lessons Professor Elena had in store. An invisible energy crackled in the air, a sense of anticipation building as they waited to see what knowledge and secrets this sacred ce would reveal. Professor Elena, her voice carrying the quiet authority of the ancient forest, addressed the assembled students. Today''s open-air ss focused on a topic that sent shivers down some spines and ignited curiosity in others ¨C dungeons. "As we resume our studies," she began, her gaze sweeping across the circle, "let''s delve into the fascinating realm of dungeons. These enigmatic ces, both feared and coveted, can be broadly categorized into two distinct types: naturally urring and artificially constructed." A ripple of murmurs passed through the students. Arthur, ever thepetitor, leaned forward, his eyes gleaming with the thrill of delving into the unknown. Lilith, on the other hand, seemed deep in thought, perhaps pondering the connection between these subterraneanbyrinths and the magic that pulsed through the very air they breathed. Professor Anya continued, her voiceced with the wisdom gleaned from years of experience. "Naturally formed dungeons," she exined, "arise from a long andplex process. Over millennia, concentrated pockets of magical energy, or mana, umte within the earth. This raw energy, left unchecked, can warp and twist the surrounding environment, shaping caverns, tunnels, and chambers into intricate and often dangerousbyrinths." Her hand gestured to the majestic trees around them. "Think of it," she said, her voice dropping to a hushed whisper, "as a living organism. If magic were the blood that flows through its veins, these dungeons would be the festering wounds left by an ancient injury." A collective gasp escaped the students. The image of the Ancient wood, no longer just a beautiful forest but a potential breeding ground for these magical maelstroms, sent a thrill of fear and fascination through the group. With a slight smile, Professor Anya transitioned to the second type. "Artificially constructed dungeons," she exined, "are the creations of skilled mages and engineers. These structures are built for various purposes, ranging from training grounds for aspiring adventurers to secure repositories for powerful artifacts." Here, Arthur perked up even more. Artificially constructed dungeons held the promise of undiscovered treasures and the thrill of testing his skills against carefully crafted challenges. Professor Anya continued, outlining the intricate processes involved in crafting an artificial dungeon. From the selection of suitable materials to the weaving of powerful enchantments, every step was crucial in ensuring the stability and desired function of the structure. "Understanding both natural and artificial dungeons," Professor Anya concluded, her voice ringing with a sense of adventure, "is vital for any aspiring adventurer or schr of the arcane. These enigmatic ces hold secrets, both perilous and profound. They can be your training ground, your prison, or even your tomb ¨C all depending on your knowledge, skill, and perhaps a touch of luck." The students, their minds buzzing with new information and the allure of unexplored depths, settled into afortable silence. Professor Elena, capitalizing on the piqued interest of her students, delved deeper into the specifics of dungeons. "Now," she began, her voice echoing through the ancient trees, "let''s talk about the ssification system used to categorize these enigmatic structures. Dungeons are generally ranked by three difficulty levels: Low, Medium, and High." A murmur of understanding rippled through the students. Lilith the bookworm she''s, leaned forward, eager to absorb the details. Noah, on the other hand, seemed to be contemting the prospect of conquering ever-deeper challenges. He could earn a bit of gold through them. Professor Elena held up a hand, silencing the murmurs. "Low-level dungeons," she exined, "are considered training grounds for novice adventurers. These introductorybyrinths typically range from one to twelve floors." Her eyes swept over the ss, searching for any signs of confusion. "Within these dungeons, you''ll encounter weaker creatures and challenges designed to hone your basic skills and teamwork." A student, with tanned skin, raised her hand hesitantly. "Professor," she asked, "what about bosses? Do low-level dungeons have them?" Professor Elena smiled. "An excellent question, Ilya. Yes, even low-level dungeons typically have bosses guarding specific floors. In these introductory challenges, expect to encounter a boss every three floors, testing your newfound skills and pushing you to work together as a team." A series of nods indicated that the exnation was clear. Professor Elena then shifted her focus to the next tier of difficulty. "Medium-level dungeons," she continued, "are a step up inplexity and danger. Thesebyrinths can sprawl across twenty-five floors, and the challenges within are designed to test the mettle of more experienced adventurers." She paused dramatically, letting the weight of her words sink in. "Within these dungeons," she exined, Stay updated with m-v le-mpyr "you''ll face more formidable foes, intricate puzzles, and deadlier traps. Bosses, in these dungeons, appear with increased frequency, guarding every five floors, ensuring a constant test of yourbat prowess and strategic thinking." A collective breath seemed to be held by the students. The prospect of a twenty-five-floor dungeon, with a boss every five floors, was both daunting and exhrating. Professor Elena recognized the mix of emotions on their faces and decided to offer a glimmer of hope. "Remember," she said, her voice firm yet encouraging, "these ssifications are a guideline, not an absolute rule. Even a low-level dungeon can hold unforeseen dangers, while some high-levelbyrinths may have hidden pathways leading to easier sections. The key lies in preparation, knowledge, and the ability to adapt to any situation." With that final piece of advice, Professor Elena transitioned to the final category ¨C the high-level dungeons. These behemoths, capable of reaching a staggering one hundred floors, were the stuff of legends, whispered about in hushed tones by seasoned adventurers. The dangers within were unimaginable, and the rewards, if any existed, were enough to tempt even the most cautious heroes. As Professor Elena described the potential horrors and hidden treasures of these monstrousbyrinths, the students listened with rapt attention. The ancient forest around them seemed to hum with a renewed energy, the secrets it held whispering promises of adventure and peril. The first lesson on dungeons had ignited a spark within them, a spark that yearned for exploration, for the chance to test their skills against the unknown depths thaty hidden beneath the surface of the world. Chapter 176: Dungeons 2 A sudden shift in Professor Elena''s tone brought the ss back from their imaginings of monstrous high-level dungeons. "Now," she began, a hint of amusement in her voice, "let''s transition from theory to practice. Some friendlypetition, perhaps?" A collective gasp rippled through the group. Noah''s eyes gleamed with apetitive fire, while Lilith straightened in her seat, her mind already calcting strategies. Professor Elena held up a hand, silencing the excited murmurs. "As you all know," she exined, "inter-sspetition fosters a healthy spirit of rivalry and hones your skills in a practical setting. Therefore, I''m pleased to announce the uing Dungeon Delve Challenge!" A cheer erupted from the students, their excitement palpable. She smiled, her eyes twinkling. "The premise is simple," she continued, raising her voice to be heard over the cheering. "Each ss will select five representatives to delve into a designated low-level dungeon. The students whopletes the dungeon and returns to the surface in the fastest time will be dered the victor." A low rumble of conversation filled the air as students discussed tactics and spected about which dungeon they would be assigned. Professor Elena held up a hand for silence once more. "The chosen dungeon," she exined, "will be the Destion Pits, a twelve-floor dungeon known for its simpleyout but challenging traps. Remember, speed isn''t everything. Careful navigation, strategic use of your skills, and perhaps a touch of teamwork within your ss will be paramount to sess." A mischievous glint entered her eyes. "There may even be a hidden bonus objective within the Destion Pits, waiting to be discovered by the most astute adventurer." Thisst statement sent a wave of excitement through the ss. The prospect of a hidden challenge within a seemingly straightforward dungeon added ayer of intrigue and motivated them to think beyond just raw speed. A thrill of anticipation crackled through the ss as Professor Elena''s words hung in the air. While the prospect of a twelve-floor Destion Pits loomedrge, the immediate challenge was closer at hand. "Alright then," Professor Elena said, her voice carrying a hint of amusement, "let''s put this theoretical knowledge to the test. Before we choose our representatives for the Destion Pits, each ss will participate in a preliminary challenge." Murmurs of excitement rose once more, punctuated by curious whispers. Noah, hispetitive spirit ignited, leaned forward, eagerness etched on his face. Lilith, on the other hand, remainedposed, her gaze focused on the professor, waiting for the details to unfold. Professor Elena raised a hand, silencing the growing chatter. "The challenge," she exined, "is a five-floor, artificially constructed dungeon. This miniaturebyrinth, designed specifically for this purpose, will showcase various traps and puzzlesmonly found in low-level dungeons." She smiled, a hint of a challenge in her eyes. "This test will determine the five students who will represent our ss in the Destion Pitspetition. Speed and skill are important, of course, but remember, teamwork and resourcefulness can make all the difference." Exclusive content from m,v lem|p,yr Suddenly, a holographic disy flickered to life in the center of the clearing. It depicted aplex diagram, a blueprint of the five-floor artificial dungeon. Mazes of twisting corridors inteced with chambers marked with cryptic symbols hinted at the challenges that awaited them. "This is theyout of the training dungeon," Professor Elena exined, gesturing towards the hologram. "Each ss will be given a time limit toplete it. The fastest team, with all five members reaching the final floor and activating thepletion rune, will be dered victorious." An excited buzz filled the air as the students studied the holographic map, mentally strategizing their route. Noah nced at Lilith, a mischievous glint in his eye. Here was the opportunity to not only showcase his skills, but perhaps work alongside her in the challenge. The air crackled with anticipation. The theoretical lessons on dungeons had been reced by the thrill ofpetition and the promise of a taste of the real thing. This preliminary challenge was an opportunity to prove themselves, not just to their professor but to each other. The race to conquer the miniature dungeon had begun, and with it, the first chance to shine and secure their ce in the uing Destion Pitspetition. Professor Elena, her stride purposeful, led the ss deeper into the Ancientwood. Sunlight filtered through the dense canopy, casting dappled shadows on the forest floor as they approached a clearing. In the center stood a structure that seemed to rise organically from the ground itself. Walls, intricately carved from moss-covered stone, blended seamlessly with the surrounding environment. A heavy, iron-wrought door, its surface etched with arcane sigils, marked the entrance to the artificially-made dungeon. As Professor Elena approached the doorway, the sigils pulsed with a faint magical light. With a deep rumble, the door creaked open, revealing the darkness within. A wave of damp, stale air rushed out, carrying the earthy scent of moss and the musty tang of long-dormant magic. Taking a deep breath, Professor Elena gestured towards the entrance. "Wee, ss," she announced, her voice echoing slightly in the confined space, "to the first floor of our training dungeon. This level, as you''ll soon discover, is designed to test your adaptability to damp and low-visibility conditions." Stepping through the doorway, the students were met with an immediate drop in temperature. The air hung heavy with moisture, clinging to their clothes and sending shivers down their spines. Sunlight, unable to prate the depths of the dungeon, offered no natural illumination. Darkness pressed in from all sides, broken only by the faint glow emanating from Professor Elena''s staff, which pulsed with a soft, blue light. The floor beneath their feet was slick with moisture, a carpet of damp moss cushioning each step. The rhythmic drip of unseen water echoed from somewhere deeper within the dungeon, adding to the eerie atmosphere. A faint bioluminescent glow emanated from patches of fungi clinging to the rough-hewn walls, casting grotesque shadows that danced in the darkness. The dampness wasn''t just present in the air; it seemed to seep into their very bones. Each breath felt heavy,den with moisture that clung to their lungs. The musty smell, abination of decaying vegetation and stagnant water, filled their nostrils, making it difficult to breathe. This was just the first floor, yet it was already clear ¨C navigating this dungeon would require more than just physical strength; it would demand mental fortitude and a keen awareness of their surroundings. The damp, oppressive conditions were just the first challenge waiting to be ovee. The students, their senses heightened, exchanged nervous nces as they took their first tentative steps into the artificialbyrinth, the thrill ofpetition momentarily overshadowed by the oppressive dampness of the first floor. They were yers now, and their journey had begun. Professor Elena''s voice cut through the oppressive dampness as she issued final instructions. "Remember to stay alert and not to be overconfident.Now, go!" With a crackle of magical energy, the students vanished, each transported to different points within the first floor of the artificialbyrinth. Noah found himself alone in a seemingly in chamber. No obvious exits or puzzles presented themselves, just a smooth, moss-covered floor and the same dim, bioluminescent glow emanating from the fungi clinging to the walls. But the quiet was shattered in an instant. A guttural growl echoed through the chamber, followed by the tter of wed feet on damp stone. Five goblin figures materialized from the shadows, their beady eyes gleefully fixed on Noah as their short swords glinting in the faint light. Adrenaline surged through Noah''s veins. Thepetition had begun, and the first challenge was a test of hisbat prowess. A familiar weight settled in his hand as he summoned Nemesis, his ck sword materializing with a soft hum. The sight of the obsidian de drew a collective gasp from the goblins, their initial bravado momentarily reced by a flicker of fear. There was no time for hesitation. Noahunched himself into action, he was so fast that his body left some afterimage. Nemesis moved like an extension of his will, a blur of ck slicing through the damp air. With a flick of his wrist and a surge of power, Noah channeled his inner darkness, fueling the de''s inherent magic. The first goblin fell before it could even raise its sword, cleaved cleanly in two by a swift diagonal sh. Another lunged, but Noah met its attack with a ringing parry, sending the goblin''s de ttering to the floor. A single, precise counter-attack found its mark, severing the creature''s leathery hide. The remaining goblins, their initial bloodlust reced by raw fear, tried to scatter. But Noah was relentless. His movements were fluid and precise, fueled by years of training and a newfound sense of purpose. With each swing of his ck sword, another goblin fell, their forms dissolving into wisps of dark smoke. The battle was over in a matter of seconds. Noah stood panting in the center of the chamber, the chilling silence broken only by the rhythmic drip of water somewhere deeper within the dungeon. He had faced his first challenge within the artificialbyrinth, and he had emerged victorious. Chapter 177: Fastest Clearer 1 The remaining goblins, their initial bloodlust reced by raw fear, tried to scatter. But Noah was relentless. His movements were fluid and precise, fueled by years of training and a newfound sense of purpose. With each swing of his ck sword, another goblin fell, their forms dissolving into wisps of dark smoke. The battle was over in a matter of seconds. Noah stood panting in the center of the chamber, the chilling silence broken only by the rhythmic drip of water somewhere deeper within the dungeon. He had faced his first challenge within the artificialbyrinth, and he had emerged victorious. Taking a moment to catch his breath and assess his surroundings, a thought struck Noah. The goblins, though weak individually, had appeared strategically ced. This wasn''t just a simplebat trial; it was a test of efficiency. Perhaps the key topleting the first floor wasn''t just defeating the goblins, but doing so quickly. With renewed determination, Noah scanned the chamber, searching for any hidden clues or signs of an exit. Maybe there was a pressure te hidden beneath a fallen goblin, or perhaps a specific rune carved into the wall needed activation. He needed to find the fastest way forward, not just for himself, but to prove his ss worthy in thispetition. The race to conquer the dungeon had begun, and Noah, fueled by a mixture ofpetitive spirit and naturally a desire to win the mission was determined to be the first to reach the finish line. His journey through the artificialbyrinth had just begun, and the damp, oppressive atmosphere of the first chamber now held a different kind of tension ¨C the tension of a race against time and the thrill of discovery. A Few minutes prior the system issued a new mission, he must be the winner and conclude everything within 5 hours, the reward was two stats points per stat which was equal to leveling up once. Noah''s victory over the goblins echoed through the dank chamber, a testament to his swiftness and deadly efficiency. Nemesis, his obsidian de, dripped with a smoky essence that quickly dissipated, leaving no trace of the fallen creatures. Wasting no time, he scanned the chamber, his eyes sharp and focused. The goblins, while a test ofbat prowess, weren''t the only challenge. There had to be more ¨C a hidden switch, a cryptic inscription, something that would lead him to the exit. He examined the fallen goblins, their forms still dissolving into wisps of smoke, searching for any clues they might hold. His keen eye caught a faint glint on the crumbled form of the first goblin. Inspecting closer, he found a small, rusted key lodged within its bony hand. A satisfied grin spread across his face. The key, crudely fashioned but undeniably magical, had to be the answer. His pulse quickened with renewed purpose. He moved to the walls, his gaze sweeping over the bioluminescent fungi and the damp, moss-covered stone. There, near a barely visible seam in the stonework, a small keyhole glimmered faintly, bathed in the fungi''s pale glow. With a triumphant click, the key slid into the lock. A section of the wall ground aside, revealing a dark passage leading deeper into the dungeon. The stale air that wafted from the passage carried a faint hint of something else ¨C a metallic tang that hinted at traps or perhaps even more enemies. But Noah was undeterred. He had cleared the first floor in record time, a feat that would surely impress Professor Elena and surprise many. With Nemesis held tight and a surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins, he plunged into the darkness of the passage, the echoing ng of the stone door sealing the first chamber behind him. The second floor unfolded before him like a twistedbyrinth. Tight corridors snaked through the darkness, asionally opening into chambers that held an unsettling emptiness. The metallic tang in the air grew stronger, a constant reminder of the hidden dangers that lurked in the shadows. Noah''s senses were on high alert. He navigated the twisting passages cautiously, naturally as master of the Night thank to his ss he could see in the dark without any problem. He encountered more creatures ¨C this time, not goblins, but hobgoblins and kobolds, creatures slightly more cunning and more deadly. But Noah was like a natural disaster to those poor monsters. His movements were honed by years of training under his father, his strikes precise and deadly. He cut a swathe through the surprised creatures, their panicked shrieks echoing through thebyrinthine corridors. Every fallen creature, every disarmed trap, every puzzle solved brought him closer to the exit. He pushed himself, fueled by the thrill of thepetition and a growing sense of aplishment. Twenty minutes flew by in a blur of adrenaline-fueled action. Finally, after navigating a particrly treacherous corridor filled with swinging des and hidden pits, Noah stumbled upon a hidden door. This one was more borate, adorned with magical sigils that pulsed with a faint light. He examined the sigils, searching for a pattern, a sequence. His eyes fell on a nearby rock formation, its shape eerily simr to one of the glowing sigils. With a surge of intuition, he pushed the rock formation into ce. A satisfying click echoed through the chamber, followed by a grinding of stone on stone. The hidden door swung open, revealing a flight of stairs leading upwards. Only on m v|le|mp|yr Noah had done it. He had conquered the second floor in a record-breaking time, his earlier achievement surpassed. A wave of exhration washed over him. He had proven his skills, not just to his ss, but perhaps even to himself. Thepetition was far from over, but Noah, fueled by a newfound confidence, took a deep breath and ascended the stairs, ready to face the challenges that awaited him on the third floor. The third floor should surely be more challenging he thought if not it would be boring, too see but he didn''t doubt that starting from the next floor it wouldn''t be easy because the system wouldn''t give a mission who was too easy. Chapter 178: Fastest Clearer 2 Noah ascended the stairs from the second floor, his victory on the previous level still tingling with adrenaline. The air on this new floor felt stagnant, heavy with a silence even more oppressive than the dankness below. It was a silence broken only by the faint drip of water somewhere in the distance. As he stepped out onto the third floor, a wave of nausea washed over him. ''''Ugh! How unpleasant.'''' The stench hit him first ¨C a putrid mix of rotting flesh and something unnaturally sweet, like decaying flowers. He squinted through the dim glow emanating from Nemesis, his eyes struggling to adjust to the gloom. The first thing that registered was the unnatural stillness. Gone were the damp walls and bioluminescent fungi that had characterized the previous floors. Here, the walls were rough-hewn stone, stained an unnatural ck that seemed to absorb even the meager light from his de. Then came the sight. Tall, skeletal trees, their bark long stripped away, stretched towards the unseen ceiling like skeletal fingers wing at the heavens. Leafless branches, gnarled and twisted, reached out usingly in all directions. The air itself hung heavy with a sickly green haze, obscuring the depths of this twisted forest. A shiver ran down Noah''s spine. This wasn''t a dungeon built of stone and magic; it was a ce of death, a chilling facsimile of a forest ravaged by some unseen catastrophe. The very air seemed to reek of decay, a tangible reminder of the lifeless things that once dwelled within these petrified woods. As he cautiously ventured deeper, the crunching of dead leaves under his boots was the only sound that broke the silence. Each step forward felt heavier than thest, the oppressive atmosphere draining his enthusiasm. This wasn''t just a test of skill or speed; it was a test of willpower, a challenge to push past the primal fear that wed at the edges of the challenger''s mind in this eerie ce. The oppressive silence was shattered by a sudden, unearthly screech. Arge bird, its feathers a sickly green, its eyes glowing with an unnatural red light, emerged from the dead branches of a nearby tree. Its razor-sharp beak cked menacingly, promising a painful demise. Noah raised Nemesis, a surge of dark energy coursing through his arm. This wasn''t a ce for hesitation. He was here to win, and he wouldn''t let this morbid forest or its monstrous inhabitants deter him. ''''Hiyaah!" A primal roar erupted from Noah''s throat as he charged forward. The skeletal trees blurred past him, their grotesque forms fueling the fire of determination in his eyes. The carrion bird, its screech still echoing in the dead air, seemed to hesitate for a moment, surprised by his sudden aggression. But hesitation was a luxury Noah couldn''t afford. Fifteen meters bridged the gap between them, a distance he covered in a heartbeat. With a burst of strength, heunched himself into the air, defying gravity for a fleeting moment. Nemesis, imbued with sword energy, sang a deadly song as he unleashed his signature attack. "Sky sh!" he roared, his voice tinged with the power of the abyss. A diagonal wave of sword energy erupted from the de, a ck crescent moon tearing through the sickly green haze. It met the carrion bird head-on, the creature''s surprised screech cut short as it was cleaved cleanly in two. The two halves of the grotesque bird rained down in a shower of gore,nding with a sickening thud on the carpet of dead leaves. Noah, with a practiced roll,nded gracefully on the unforgiving ground. He barely had a moment to catch his breath when the earth beneath his feet began to tremble. A low rumble, growing steadily louder, filled the air. The ground split open just a few feet away from him, and from the gaping maw of the newly created chasm, something rose. |em|p,yr ''''Grrr!" A groan, raspy and filled with an otherworldly hunger, escaped the creature''s decaying form. It was a zombie, its flesh a mottled green and grey, its eyes vacant and milky white. But this wasn''t a lone monstrosity. More rose from the depths of the chasm, a horde of the undead shambling towards Noah, their hunger palpable even in the oppressive silence of the dead forest. "Hah! Seriously, zombies?" Noah sighed, a hint of disappointment mixed with amusement in his voice. These creatures, slow and predictable, were hardly a challenge after the trials he had just ovee. But their sheer number could be troublesome. A single zombie was easy prey, but a hundred? That required a different approach. A mischievous smile spread across his face. With a flick of his wrist, he channeled his me Art. Nemesis, responding instantly, became a beacon of crimson me. The dark energy that usually coursed through the de was reced by a searing heat, the mes dancing merrily around the obsidian edge. Looking at the approaching horde, Noah couldn''t help but grin. This wasn''t just a test anymore; it was a game, and he knew exactly how to y it. "Now it''s getting fun!" he dered, his voice echoing through the dead trees. And with that, he charged towards the shambling horde, his ming de a beacon of destruction in the heart of this morbid forest. Noah like ouragan, carved a path through the shambling horde. Nemesis, a zinget in his hand, left trails of smoldering ash in its wake. The zombies, slow and mindless, were no match for his speed and ferocity. With each swing of his me-engulfed de, a zombie was cleaved in two, its desated flesh erupting in a hiss as it met the searing heat. Noah moved like a phantom, his every step leaving an afterimage that danced in the sickly green light filtering through the dead trees. He was a blur of motion, a symphony of violence, his movements honed by years of training and fueled by the thrill of thepetition and the primal satisfaction ofbat. The air grew thick with the stench of burning flesh and singed hair, a gruesome counterpoint to the sweet, cloying decay that permeated the dead forest. The once silent forest echoed now with the sizzle of burning flesh and the guttural groans of the undead as they met their fiery demise. A dozen zombies fell, then twenty, then more. Their numbers, while overwhelming at first, seemed to dwindle with rming speed under Noah''s relentless assault. He weaved through them with practiced ease, his me sword a scythe reaping a grim harvest. The remaining zombies, their decaying minds struggling toprehend the fiery whirlwind before them, began to hesitate, their shambling advance faltering. But Noah wasn''t about to give them a chance to regroup. He let out a war cry, a primal roar that echoed through the dead forest, and with a final, devastating flourish, he swept Nemesis in a wide arc. A wave of fire erupted from the de, engulfing the remaining zombies in a searing inferno. They screamed, their inhuman shrieks quickly extinguished as the mes consumed them, leaving only smoldering embers and the acrid scent of burnt flesh in their wake. Noah stood panting amidst the carnage, his chest heaving, his body slick with sweat. He surveyed the battlefield, the silence broken only by the crackling of dying embers. The dead forest floor was littered with the charred remains of the zombie horde, a testament to his swift and brutal victory. A surge of exhration washed over him. Chapter 179: Fastest Clearer 3 [Level Up!] ''''Finally,'''' Noah mumbled while looking at his status window, without hesitation, he put the newly gained stat points into Mana. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 48 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 120 Strength: 127 Intelligence: 108 Dexterity: 127 Luck: 99 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 25060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv1} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} {Super Regeneration Lv1} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö ''''Time to go to the next floor!" The oppressive darkness of the dead forest gave way to a blinding whiteness as Noah stepped through the doorway to the fourth floor. He stumbled back instinctively, shielding his eyes from the sudden re. Gone were the skeletal trees and the cloying stench of decay. He was now standing in a vast expanse of white, a seemingly endless snowfield stretching as far as the eye could see. A shiver, this time not from fear but from the sudden drop in temperature, ran down his spine. He had traded the oppressive heat of the ming de for the biting cold of a seemingly endless winter wondend. The air was crisp and thin, each breath sending a plume of white mist swirling from his lips. The only sound that broke the silence was the crunch of pristine snow beneath his boots. Confusion clouded his mind. A dead forest followed by a frozen wastnd? This dungeon seemed to be throwing random environmental challenges at him, testing his adaptability as much as hisbat prowess. He scanned his surroundings, searching for anyndmark, any sign of what this floor held. In the distance, a lone, dark shape broke the monotony of the white expanse. It appeared to be a single, gnarled tree, its branches reaching out like skeletal fingers against the white canvas of the snowfield. It was a beacon in this featureless world, and Noah, hispetitive spirit reignited, decided to investigate. With a deep breath, he pulled his cloak tighter around his body, offering some meager protection from the biting cold. He plunged forward, leaving a trail of footprints in the pristine snow. As he drew closer to the lone tree, its form became clearer. It was a massive, ancient oak, its bark weathered and cracked by the harsh elements. But it wasn''t just the age of the tree that piqued Noah''s curiosity. Strange symbols, glowing faintly with a blue light, were carved into the gnarled trunk. These weren''t the arcane sigils he had encountered previously in the dungeon, but something older, something that seemed to pulse with otherworldly energy. Intuition whispered in his ear that this was the key to the fourth floor, the challenge he needed to ovee. As he reached out to touch the symbols, a wave of cold, unlike anything he had ever experienced washed over him. It wasn''t just a physical sensation; it seeped into his bones, chilling him to the very core of his being. He gritted his teeth, his hand hovering just above the glowing symbols. This was a test of his will as much as anything else. He had to conquer this cold, not just toplete the floor, but to prove his mettle. With a surge of determination, he pressed his hand against the symbols. A blinding sh of blue light erupted from the tree, momentarily engulfing him in its icy embrace. When the light subsided, the world around him had changed. The endless snowfield was gone, reced by a frozen cavern, its walls shimmering with a blue light that emanated from the very ice itself. In the center of the cavern, a single crystal bridge, sparkling with an otherworldly glow, stretched across a seemingly bottomless chasm. The challenge of the fourth floor had been revealed. He had to cross the precarious bridge, defying the biting cold and the treacherous footing, to reach the other side and continue his journey. Noah took a deep breath, his eyes narrowed in focus. This was no ordinary bridge; it was a test of bnce, courage, and perhaps even of his ability to withstand the freezing temperatures. But he wouldn''t let this setback deter him. He hade too far to give up now. With a determined nod, he stepped onto the bridge, ready to face whatever awaited him on the other side. Noah''s quick thinking paid off. The transformation of Nemesis into a magical gun was a stroke of genius, allowing him to deal with the unexpected threat of the Giant Ice Wasps from a distance. His aim, honed by his [Master of Weapons]'' skill, was deadly urate. The magical Fire Bullets, infused with the power of his me Art, tore through the frozen air, finding their mark with unerring precision. The Giant Ice Wasps, caughtpletely off guard by the sudden eruption of mes, didn''t stand a chance. Bang! Bang! One by one, they exploded in showers of ice and chitin, their frozen bodies disintegrating into harmless snowkes before they could even reach the bridge. The sharp cracks of the magical gunfire echoed through the ce, momentarily shattering the oppressive silence. The acrid scent of burnt insects filled the air, a stark contrast to the pristine coldness of the surroundings. Noah, his cloak billowing in the frigid breeze, couldn''t help but smirk. He had faced down hordes of undead and navigated a treacherous dead forest. A few overgrown bees wouldn''t slow him down. He continued his march across the bridge, his boots crunching on the crystalline surface. He remained vignt, his Unprecedented Sense tingling with the ever-present awareness of danger. He knew this was just the first challenge, a mere taste of what awaited him on the other side of the bridge. But for now, he reveled in the brief moment of victory. He had outsmarted the dungeon''s attempt to ambush him, and his confidence grew with each step he took. The bridge stretched on before him, a shimmering path toward the unknown. The bridge continued to stretch on, a shimmering pathway across the seemingly bottomless chasm. Despite the initial victory over the Giant Ice Wasps, Noah remained cautious. His Unprecedented Sense pulsed with a constant warning, a low hum that vibrated in the very core of his being. He knew this wouldn''t be a smooth journey. Nemesis remained in its magical gun form, the reassuring weight of the hilt afort in his hand. As he cautiously ventured forward, a piercing screech shattered the frozen silence. A giant White Eagle, its feathers gleaming like polished crystals, swooped down from the shadows, its razor-sharp talons glinting with a deadly glint. The speed of the attack caught Noah off guard for a moment. The White Eagle, unlike the lumbering wasps, was a creature of grace and agility. But just as the talons were about to rake across his chest, his Unprecedented Sense red, a blinding sh in his mind. Reacting with lightning speed, he instinctively channeled his telekic powers. With a mental nudge, he altered the trajectory of the attacking eagle. The majestic creature screeched in surprise as it was thrown off course, its sharp ws missing their mark by a hair''s breadth. Seizing the opportunity, Noah raised Nemesis and focused his will. A ball of searing me materialized at the tip of the barrel, fueled by his ever-present me Art. With a sharp crack, the Fire Bullet shot forward, propelled by magical energy. The projectile found its mark with a sickening crunch. The White Eagle, struck true, tumbled through the air, its once proud cry reced by a gurgling death rattle. Its lifeless body crashed into the frozen abyss below, disappearing into the swirling mist that obscured the depths. But Noah didn''t have time to celebrate his victory. Three more White Eagles materialized from the icy shadows, their crystal ws glinting with predatory hunger. They attacked in a coordinated assault, diving and weaving with an almost avian intelligence. The bridge became a stage for a deadly ballet. Noah danced across the crystalline surface, his movements a blur as he dodged the eagles'' attacks. Nemesis, a fiery metronome in his hand, spat out Fire Bullets with deadly precision. Each shot found its mark, the air filled with the pungent smell of singed feathers and burnt flesh. One by one, the majestic eagles fell victim to Noah''s telekic maneuvering and his deadly marksmanship. Their screeching cries echoed through the cavern, a haunting testament to the ferocity of the battle. The bridge, slick with the remnants of the fallen creatures, remained his only path forward. Taking a deep breath, Noah surveyed the aftermath of the fight. His cloak was singed and his chest ached from the exertion, but he was unharmed. He had ovee the challenge, his quick thinking and diverse skillset proving once again to be his greatest assets. Chapter 180: Fastest Clearer 4 Taking a deep breath, Noah surveyed the aftermath of the fight. His cloak was singed and his chest ached from the exertion, but he was unharmed. He had ovee the challenge, his quick thinking and diverse skillset proving once again to be his greatest assets. But as he looked towards the remaining stretch of the bridge, he knew this was just a prelude to the final test that awaited him on the other side. He gripped Nemesis tighter, his determination hardening like the ice surrounding him. The race to conquer the dungeon continued. Panic wed at Noah''s throat as the bridge shuddered beneath him. Dun~ Dun~ A monstrous snowball,rger than a house, barreled towards him, its icy surface glistening with an ominous glint. He couldn''t go back, the area behind him choked with the frozen carcasses of the White Eagles. Escape seemed impossible. Thinking fast, he discarded the idea of brute force. Nemesis, even in its magical gun form, wouldn''t be able to shatter the snowball, and leaping over it was out of the question. His Unprecedented Sense screamed at him, urging him to act. This wasn''t a test of firepower but of ingenuity and adaptability. Taking a deep breath, Noah channeled his telekic energy. A surge of power coursed through him, reaching out towards the colossal snowball. He strained, pushing against its unimaginable weight, attempting to slow its descent. The bridge groaned under thebined forces of his telekic push and the snowball''s momentum. It wasn''t easy. His telekinesis, powerful as it was, wasn''t designed for such a monumental task. The snowball continued its relentless advance, albeit at a slightly reduced speed. He had bought himself precious seconds, but not enough. He needed to get over the snowball, and fast. A desperate n hatched in his mind. With a final burst of telekic energy, he slowed the snowball further, just enough. Then, with a powerful kick against the bridge''s slick surface, heunched himself into the air. Gravity tugged at him, pulling him down toward the icy abyss below. But just as he reached the peak of his jump, he pushed his telekinesis to its absolute limit. A wave of dizziness washed over him as he focused all his remaining energy on lifting himself higher. It was a risky gamble, a desperate attempt to defy thews of physics with sheer willpower. For a terrifying moment, it seemed like he would fall short. The snowball, slowed but unstoppable, loomed closer. But then, with a surge of unexpected power, his telekinesis kicked in. He felt himself rising, inches at first, then feet. He cleared the crest of the snowball by a hair''s breadth, the icy monstrosity rushing harmlessly beneath him. Landing heavily on the bridge on the other side, Noah gasped for breath. His body ached, and his telekinesis reserves were utterly depleted. He had pushed himself to the absolute limit, and for a moment, he allowed himself to savor the sweet taste of victory. He had cheated death, not with brute force, but with his ingenuity and his unique telekic abilities. As he surveyed the remaining stretch of the bridge leading to the other side of the chasm, a newfound confidence surged through him. He had faced down a dead forest, a frozen wastnd, and an avnche in disguise. ''''This is harder than I thought but it is fun nheless.'''' Surely, whatever challenge awaited him on the other side wouldn''t be any worse. With a determined nod, he straightened his cloak and continued his march, the bridge shimmering beneath his feet as he pressed onward toward the final hurdle. The icy air whistled past Noah''s ears as he took a moment to catch his breath. His heart hammered against his ribs, a testament to the near-death experience he''d just survived. With shaky legs, he continued his trek across the bridge, his gaze fixed on the final stretch that led to the other side. ROAR! Suddenly, a deafening roar echoed through the cavern, shaking the very foundations of the bridge. Noah stumbled, his heart leaping into his throat. He whipped his head around, his eyes widening in disbelief. There, blocking his path at the far end of the bridge, stood a creature straight out of a nightmare. It was an Ice Troll, a hulking monstrosity evenrger than the ones he had encountered on the training grounds. Its skin was a sickly translucent white, its veins pulsing with a faint blue light that seemed to emanate from deep within its body. Towering over the bridge, the Ice Troll was a walking cier. Icicles hung like jagged teeth from its massive jaw, and its eyes, like chips of polished sapphire, glinted with a pang of primal hunger. Its thick, muscr arms were tipped with razor-sharp ws that dripped with a glistening frost. With each monstrous breath, a plume of frigid air billowed from its nostrils, swirling around its imposing form. The Ice Troll let out another ear-splitting roar, the sound reverberating through the cavern and shaking the bridge itself. The crystalline surface beneath Noah''s feet trembled, sending a tremor of fear through him. He knew this was the final guardian of the fourth floor, the ultimate test before he could reach the other side. This wasn''t the lumbering, slow-witted troll he had faced before. This creature, born of the frozen wastes, seemed to radiate an aura of icy power. Its movements, though powerful, were surprisingly quick and agile. This was a battle that would demand not just brute force, but tactical thinking and a masterful use of all his skills. Noah gripped Nemesis tighter, the familiar weight of the hilt a grounding force in the face of this monstrous challenge. He could feel the heat of his me Art coursing through the de, a defiant ember against the chilling aura of the Ice Troll. A surge of adrenaline coursed through his veins, recing fear with a steely resolve. He wouldn''t let this monstrosity deter him. He hade too far to turn back now. With a battle cry that echoed through the frozen cavern, Noah charged forward, ready to face the final guardian of the fourth floor. A primal roar of defiance erupted from Noah''s throat as he charged towards the Ice Troll. The bridge vibrated under his every step, the tremors amplified by the monster''s own enraged thrashing. His mind raced, formting a n. Reaching the midpoint of the bridge, Noah mmed his foot down on the crystalline surface with a resounding crack. Shards of ice erupted from the point of impact, propelled by his telekic force towards the Ice Troll. The frozen projectiles, a desperate attempt to buy him a precious moment, mmed against the Troll''s chest, momentarily halting its advance. With that brief window of opportunity, Noah transformed Nemesis back to its familiar obsidian de. me Art surged through his veins, imbuing the sword with a fiery aura that crackled menacingly as the Troll''s icy aura washed over him. Raising the de high above his head, he unleashed one of his signature attacks ¨C the Splitting Wave sh. A surge of dark energy erupted from Nemesis, manifesting as three vertical beams of pure ck energy. They tore through the air with a hum of raw power, aimed with deadly precision at the Ice Troll''s upper body. The Troll, distracted by the hail of ice shards, was caughtpletely off guard. Its massive arms, raised to ward off the unexpected attack, were too slow to block the full force of the Splitting Wave sh. The three energy beams mmed into the creature''s chest with a sickening thud. A bloodcurdling shriek, a sound that echoed with both pain and fury, ripped from the Ice Troll''s throat. Three deep gashes, raw and glistening, appeared on its chest where the energy beams had struck. Icy blue blood, tinged with the heat of Noah''s me Art, spurted from the wounds, staining the pristine bridge. The Troll roared in rage, its fury momentarily eclipsing the pain. It iled its massive arms, sending shockwaves through the bridge that threatened to topple Noah from his precarious stance. He gritted his teeth, gripping Nemesis tighter, his muscles screaming in protest. But even a wounded Ice Troll was a formidable foe. Noah knew this was just the beginning. The final challenge of the fourth floor had begun a brutal dance of fire and ice, steel and fury. He had tasted victory, but the battle was far from over. With a determined glint in his eye. ''''This will surely be fun from now on.'''' Noah braced himself for the Troll''s inevitable counterattack, ready to unleash the full fury of his skills to ovee this icy guardian and im victory on the fourth floor. Trolls are known for their regenerative ability besides their robust strength. It was time to test this, what he was after was simply as you could have guessed the regenerative ability possessed by the trolls, to put it simply he wanted to test the monster''s regenerative ability to understand his ability better. The Ice Troll was nothing other than ab rat before Noah, a powerful D-rank reduced to the state of being ab rat. Chapter 181: Fastest Clearer 5 A chilling realization dawned on Noah as the Ice Troll''s wounds, though gruesome, began to show signs of closing. The Troll''s roar, though tinged with pain, still held a primal ferocity. These weren''t mere training grounds imitations; this was the real deal, a creature of legend with a legendary resilience. A cold pit formed in his stomach. He had underestimated his opponent. This wasn''t just a battle of brute force; it was a fight against the very biology of the Ice Troll. The Splitting Wave sh, usually so effective, had merely nicked at the beast''s phenomenal regenerative abilities. His initial burst of confidence threatened to evaporate. But Noah wasn''t one to give up easily. The thrill ofpetition, the core of his adventurer spirit, red back to life, tinged now with a newfound respect for his monstrous adversary. He wouldn''t just defeat this Ice Troll; he would learn from it. A mischievous glint sparked in his eyes. The Ice Troll, this powerful D-rank creature, was now more than just an obstacle. It was a test subject, a living experiment in regeneration. He could use this battle to gauge the limits of its ability, to gather valuable information that could prove crucial further down the line. Well, this could help him understand better his ability. With a newfound sense of purpose, Noah abandoned the direct approach. He danced across the bridge, his movements calcted and precise. Nemesis became an extension of his will, a scalpel probing the Troll''s defenses. He inflicted smaller wounds, observing how quickly they closed, and how quickly the Troll reacted to the pain. The Troll, enraged by this hit-and-run tactic, lumbered after him, its massive arms iling wildly. The bridge shuddered under its every step, the tremors threatening to throw Noah off bnce. But he weaved and dodged, using his telekinesis to enhance his agility, turning the bridge itself into a treacherous battlefield. As the fight progressed, Noah started to see a pattern. The Troll''s regeneration was indeed impressive, but it wasn''t instantaneous. It took time, and deeper wounds took longer to heal. He discovered areas where the regeneration seemed weaker, targeting those with focused attacks. He also noticed a corrtion between the Troll''s rage and its healing rate. The more enraged it became, the faster its wounds seemed to close. This gave him an idea. He needed to keep the Troll off-bnce, frustrated, to disrupt its regenerative process. The fight devolved into a strategic dance. Noah, a nimble shadow,nded precise strikes, studying the Troll''s reactions, and the speed of its healing. The Troll, a raging giant, is every attack fueled by fury and the frustration of its failing regeneration. The atmosphere echoed with the sh of steel and ice, the roars of the Troll punctuated by the sharp cracks of telekically manipted bridge segments. It was a battle of intellect versus brute force, a dance of observation and calcted aggression. The bridge itself, once pristine, became scarred and slick with a mix of blood and ice. Noah''s breath hitched in his throat as the Ice Troll unleashed another earth-shattering roar. This one, however, was different. It vibrated with a raw, primal fury, sending shockwaves through the bridge that threatened to topple him. But that wasn''t the worst of it. As the sound died down, Noah witnessed a terrifying transformation. Crimson light pulsed from the Troll''s body, emanating from awork of glowing veins beneath its translucent skin. The air around it shimmered with heat, a stark contrast to the frigid aura it had previously exuded. Its muscles bulged visibly beneath its skin, its entire form growingrger, more imposing. "Berserk mode," Noah muttered under his breath, a flicker of worry crossing his features. He had encountered this state before, a desperatest stand for cornered beasts. It granted the creature immense strength and resilience, turning an already formidable foe into a raging tempest of destruction. A small avnche, triggered by the sonic boom of the Troll''s roar, began cascading down the cavern wall toward the bridge. Without hesitation, Noah channeled his telekinesis. With a mental push, he deflected the mass of ice and snow, sending it harmlessly crashing into the abyss below. But this was just a reprieve. The Troll, its eyes burning with a feral rage, charged towards him. The bridge shuddered under the impact of its massive feet, the tremors threatening to throw Noah off bnce. He knew a confrontation in this state would be disastrous. "This could be dangerous," he dered aloud, more to himself than anything else. He needed to end this fight quickly before the Troll''s berserk mode wreaked havoc on the bridge and overwhelmed him with its newfound strength. His gaze darted around, searching for an opening, a strategy to exploit the Troll''s newfound power against itself. His eyesnded on the Troll''s glowing veins, pulsing with the crimson energy of its berserk state. An idea, risky but potentially decisive, flickered in his mind. He wouldn''t just attack the Troll; he would target the source of its power, the energy coursing through its veins. If he could disrupt it, weaken it, he might just be able to tip the scales back in his favor. ''''Hah!" With a battle cry that echoed through the cavern, Noah charged towards the Troll, not head-on, but in a sweeping arc. Nemesis, held tight in his grasp, crackled with the power of his me Art. He needed to get close enough to strike, close enough to gamble on his theory. The bridge vibrated under theirbined charge, the air thick with anticipation. Dun~ Dun~ The bridge resonated with the thunderous charge as both Noah and the berserk Ice Troll hurtled toward each other. Anticipation hung heavy in the air, the crimson glow from the Troll''s body casting long, distorted shadows across the icy battlefield. Just as they were about to collide, Noah unleashed his trump card. With a guttural roar that echoed through the cavern, he activated [Night of Death]. A wave of dark energy surged from him, rippling outwards like a shockwave. The once pale light of the cavern vanished, reced by an inky ckness that stretched as far as the eye could see. The Troll caught mid-charge, stumbled as the darkness engulfed it, its roar cut short in a surprised bellow. The 300-meter radius surrounding them plunged into an unnatural, absolute darkness. The Troll, its senses attuned to the cial environment, was momentarily disoriented. Even the crimson glow emanating from its veins seemed to struggle to pierce the suffocating ckness. This was Noah''s opportunity. He activated his second exclusive skill, [Lord of Night]. A surge of power coursed through him, his senses sharpening in the darkness. He felt faster and stronger, his every movement imbued with the power of the night. He was a predator in his natural element, while the Troll was a blind giant fumbling in the unknown. Seizing his chance, Noah darted forward, a silent phantom in the darkness. Nemesis, a beacon of me in Noah''s hand, hummed with a renewed intensity. The Troll, sensing movement but unable to pinpoint its source, thrashed wildly, its massive arms iling blindly through the air. But Noah was a blur of motion. He danced around the Troll, utilizing his telekinesis to create obstacles and disrupt its attacks. With each strike of Nemesis, fueled by the power of Night of Death and the Lord of Night, he targeted the Troll''s glowing veins, aiming to sever the flow of the berserk energy. The Troll roared in frustration, its blind fury escting with each failed attack. The bridge groaned under its clumsy stomps, the tremors threatening to crack the crystalline surface. But Noah remained relentless, a whirlwind of fire and darkness chipping away at the Troll''s monstrous resilience. The battle raged on in the suffocating darkness, the only sounds were the sh of steel on ice, the enraged roars of the Troll, and the heavy thudding of its massive feet. Noah, a wraith in the self-made darkness, weaved through the cavern, his movements a blur of dark energy and precise strikes. The Troll, a thrashing beast robbed of sight, roared in frustration, its attacks nothing but clumsy attempts to swat at the unseen menace. Each time it swung, Noah would appear like a phantom, leaving another searing gash across the Troll''s glowing veins with Nemesis. The bridge, illuminated only by the fleeting sparks of their sh, trembled with every earth-shattering blow. Noah knew this couldn''tst forever. The darkness was a double-edged sword, and the strain of maintaining Night of Death was starting to tell. He needed to finish this fight, and fast. With a surge of dark energy, Noah unleashed his final gambit [Blood Flowers]. Every wound he had inflicted on the Troll during the chaotic dance in the dark began to glow with an ominous red light. The Troll, sensing the impending doom, roared in terror, but it was toote. With a mentalmand, Noah detonated the Blood Flowers. Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Chapter 182: Fastest Clearer 6 Noah, a wraith in the self-made darkness, weaved through the cavern, his movements a blur of dark energy and precise strikes. The Troll, a thrashing beast robbed of sight, roared in frustration, its attacks nothing but clumsy attempts to swat at the unseen menace. Each time it swung, Noah would appear like a phantom, leaving another searing gash across the Troll''s glowing veins with Nemesis. The bridge, illuminated only by the fleeting sparks of their sh, trembled with every earth-shattering blow. Noah knew this couldn''tst forever. The darkness was a double-edged sword, and the strain of maintaining Night of Death was starting to tell. He needed to finish this fight, and fast. With a surge of dark energy, Noah unleashed his final gambit [Blood Flowers]. Every wound he had inflicted on the Troll during the chaotic dance in the dark began to glow with an ominous red light. The Troll, sensing the impending doom, roared in terror, but it was toote. With a mentalmand, Noah detonated the Blood Flowers. Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! A series of bone-jarring explosions ripped through the cavern. The Troll, its body wracked with pain, was thrown back against the bridge railing, its form illuminated for a brief, horrifying moment in the crimson light of the detonations. Noah seized this fleeting opportunity. Like a shadow, he materialized behind the reeling monstrosity. In that split second, bathed in the afterglow of the explosions, he raised Nemesis high. The de, imbued with the power of Night of Death and the Lord of Night, radiated a dark fire that burned with an otherworldly intensity. "Let me set you free," Noah dered, his voice a low growl in the echoing silence that followed the explosions. "I am the Angel of Death!" With a single, powerful swing, Noah brought Nemesis down in a devastating arc. The obsidian de sliced through flesh and bone with terrifying ease, parting the Troll''s head from its body in a clean, brutal stroke. The severed head, eyes wide with surprise and a flicker of extinguished rage, tumbled across the bloodstained ice. The darkness its purpose served, dissipated at Noah''smand. Light flooded back into the cavern, revealing the carnage of the battle. The Troll''s bodyy lifeless on the bridge, a testament to Noah''s cunning and skill. Noah himself, his body wracked with fatigue and his cloak singed from the Troll''s berserk energy, sank to his knees, gasping for breath. [You have obtained 25% Exp!] ''''Let me rest for a moment please!" he said to nobody in particr. Fifteen minutes crawled by as Noah slumped against the icy railing of the bridge. The adrenaline that had fueled him through the battle with the Ice Troll had faded, leaving behind a bone-deep exhaustion. His breaths came in ragged gasps, hand is muscles screamed in protest with each movement. The air, no longer choked by the darkness of Night of Death, felt thin and sharp in his lungs. He surveyed the aftermath of the brutal battle. The bridge, once pristine, was now a scarred and broken testament to the ferocity of the sh. Chunks of ice were missing, the surface slick with a mixture of blood and frost. The headless body of the Ice Trolly sprawled across the bridge, a chilling reminder of the power Noah had faced. But amidst the devastation, a sense of aplishment bloomed within him. As the minutes ticked by, his ragged breaths slowly turned into deep, measured inhales. The aches in his muscles began to dull, reced by a throbbing soreness. He retrieved some healing potions from his pouch, downing them one after another, the sweet, tingling sensation seeping through his body, mending minor injuries and easing the strain. He then turned his attention to Nemesis. The de, once gleaming obsidian, was now stained with dried blood and scorched by the Troll''s berserk energy. With a practiced hand, he cleaned the de, the rhythmic motions a calming ritual after the chaos of the fight. As the darkness lifted from the metal, so did the darkness from his mind. Stepping off the final ice shard of the bridge, Noah found himself transported from one extreme to another. The biting cold of the frozen wastnd was reced by a suffocating heat that washed over him in waves. He squinted, his eyes adjusting to the sudden brightness that assaulted his vision. Gone was the pristine white cavern; instead, he found himself standing on a narrow ledge of ck volcanic rock. Below him, a vast expanse of moltenva stretched as far as the eye could see. The fiery liquid bubbled and churned, its surface a canvas of swirling reds and oranges, punctuated by asional shes of white-hot heat. The air shimmered and distorted above the molten river, creating a mirage-like effect that made it impossible to discern any features on the far side. The heat radiating from theva was almost unbearable. Sweat beaded on Noah''s forehead despite the exertion of the previous battle hhadlong faded. He could feel the soles of his boots warming through the thick leather, a constant reminder of the inferno beneath his feet. The ground around him was littered with volcanic debris. Jagged chunks of cooledva and ck cinders crunched underfoot as he cautiously stepped forward. The air hung heavy with the acrid scent of sulfur, a pungent reminder of the raw power that had birthed this fieryndscape. The only source of light, aside from the moltenva itself, came from gglowingvents scattered across the distant walls of the cavern. They cast an eerie, flickering light on the scene, highlighting the stark contrast between the jagged ckness of the volcanic rock and the ever-churning fiery river below. The silence was oppressive, broken only by the asional hiss and crackle from theva flow. Noah stood there for a moment, taking in the sight, a mixture of awe and apprehension gripping him. This was the fifth floor, a fiery inferno unlike anything he had encountered before. The challenges of the ffrozen detection werea distant memory now. Here, a whole new set of dangers awaited,a fiery gauntlet that would test his mettle in entirely new ways. He gripped Nemesis tighter, the familiar coolness of the de a grounding force in this searing environment. He wouldn''t let the heat, the uncertainty, or the sheer scale of this fieryndscape deter him. He hade too far to turn back now. With a deep breath, he adjusted his cloak to offer some semnce of protection from the heat and stepped off the ledge, ready to face the trials by fire that awaited him on the fifth floor. Noah strained his senses, his Presence DDetectionskill humming with minimal feedback. The intense heat seemed to distort the usual flow of magical signatures, leaving him feeling strangely blind. He crept forward, each step a delicate maneuver on the uneven terrain of volcanic rock. Reaching the seventh rock, a particrly precariously bnced shard of cooledva, he paused, a flicker of movement registering on his Presence. Crouching low, he peered into the swirling mass of molten rock below. At first, h nothing but the ever-churning inferno. But then, a sh of crimson caught his eye. A creature, seemingly born from the mes themselves, erupted from theva. It was a Fire Lizard, a creature often found inva. This particr Fire Lizard was a true behemoth. Its sleek, reptilian body, easily reaching two meters in length, was a vibrant crimson that seemed to glow faintly even in the harsh light of theva. Molten rock dripped from its armored scales, hissing as it cooled on contact with the surrounding air. Its eyes, burning embers set within its reptilian skull, glowed with antense heat, locking ooah with a predatory glint. Powerful, wed legs, tipped with razor-sharp obsidian talons, propelled the creature through the air with surprising agility. Its long, whip-like tail, tipped with a cluster of wickedly sharp barbs, swished back and forth, leaving trails of sparks in its wake. A plume of superheated air billowed from its nostrils, a silent testament to the inferno it called home. SCREECH! The Fire Lizard let out a deafening screech, a sound that echoed through the cavern and vibrated through the very rock beneath Noah''s feet. As the screech subsided, the creature hung suspended intowardr for a moment, its fiery eyes boring into him. It seemed to be sizing him up, assessing him as a potential meal or a foolish intruder. Noah''s grip tightened on Nemesis. He knew the rumors surrounding Fire Lizards. They were creatures of immense heat, their bodies impervious to conventional mes. They were fast, agile, and possessed a venomous bite that could melt flesh and bone alike. This was no ordinary foe; it was a denizen of the mes, a predator perfectly adapted to this unforgiving environment. The Fire Lizard, having made its assessment, let out another ear-splitting screech andunched itself towards Noah, a living projectile hurtling through the superheated air. The battle for the fifth floor, a battle between a lone yer and a creature of pure fire, was about to begin. Chapter 183: Fastest Clearer 7 Anticipation crackled in the air as the Fire Lizardunched itself towards Noah. He had a split second to react. With a flick of his wrist, Nemesis morphed from its familiar obsidian de to a form of gun ¨C a ck Gun. This wasn''t just any gun; it was a weapon specifically designed to channel his potent magical energy. Visually, it bore an uncanny resemnce to a Desert Eagle .50AE, a colossal handgun favored by some for its raw stopping power. In Noah''s hands, however, it wasn''t a weapon of gunpowder and lead, but of pure, concentrated mana. As the Fire Lizard surged forward, its maw agape in a silent scream, Noah raised the ck Gun. The intricate runes etched onto the barrel glowed with an ominous light as he channeled his mana. With a deep breath, he squeezed the trigger. A deafening BANG! echoed through the cavern, the sound amplified by the volcanic walls. A bolt of condensed magical energy, a visibleet of raw power, erupted from the barrel. It tore through the air with an almost imperceptible hum, leaving a trail of shimmering distortion in its wake. The timing couldn''t have been more perfect. The Fire Lizard, its reptilian brain incapable of reacting to the speed of the magical projectile, had just opened its mouth wide in a ferocious roar. Theet of mana mmed into the creature''s maw with a sickening crunch. There was a blinding sh, a momentary burst of intense light that momentarily eclipsed even the glow of theva below. A horrifying screech, cut short in mid-scream, ripped from the Fire Lizard''s throat. Its upper head, the point of impact for the magical bullet, exploded in a crimson mist, leaving behind a charred, smoking crater. The headless body of the Fire Lizard twitched spastically for a moment before crashing lifelessly into the moltenva below. Silence descended upon the cavern once more, broken only by the relentless hiss and crackle of the ever-churning inferno. Noah stood there, the ck Hand still raised, a faint wisp of smoke curling from the barrel. His chest heaved with the exertion of channeling such a powerful spell. It had been a risky move, relying on the Fire Lizard''s predictable attack pattern. But it had paid off. He had neutralized the first threat in this fieryndscape with a single, well-ced shot. However, he knew this wouldn''t be thest challenge on the fifth floor. The Fire Lizard might have been a solitary predator, but this was its home, its hunting ground. There could be more lurking in the shadows, waiting for their chance to ambush the lone intruder. The silence after the first Fire Lizard''s demise was a chilling testament to the power of Noah''s attack. But the reprieve was short-lived. His Unprecedented Presence red, picking up not one, but two heat signatures erupting from the moltenva. Two more Fire Lizards, their bodies glowing with an infernal heat, surged towards him. Trusting his instincts, Noah kept Nemesis in its ck Gun''s form. He couldn''t risk the time it took to switch between weapons. With a lightning-fast reflex honed by countless battles, heunched himself into a somersault, the air singing past his ears as he dodged the snapping jaws of the first Fire Lizard. While airborne, he raised the ck Hand, aiming with practiced ease. The runes on the barrel pulsed as he channeled his mana. Just as the second Fire Lizard lunged, its maw agape in a hungry roar, Noah unleashed another devastating st. BANG! The magical bullet, aet of raw power, ripped through the air, leaving a trail of shimmering distortion. It struck true, mming into the Fire Lizard''s open mouth with a sickening crunch. The creature, just like its unfortunate predecessor, erupted in a fiery explosion. Its upper half disintegrated in a crimson mist, the rest of its body crashing lifelessly into theva below. Landing gracefully on another precariously bnced rock, Noah wasted no time. He spotted the second Fire Lizard, momentarily stunned by the sudden demise of itspanion. Capitalizing on its disorientation, Noah snatched a jagged shard of cooledva from the ground. With a swift movement, he used the rock as a makeshift pry bar, forcing the surprised Fire Lizard''s jaws closed. The creature roared in fury, its struggles sending tremors through the rock beneath Noah''s feet. But before it could break free, Noah raised the ck Gun once more. This time, the runes glowed even brighter as he channeled a concentrated burst of mana. The air crackled with anticipation. Then, with a deafening BANG!, the magic bullet tore out of the barrel, a bolt of pure power. It mmed into the Fire Lizard''s tightly shut mouth, the impact resonating through the cavern. There was a sh, a sickening crunch, and then silence. The Fire Lizard, its reptilian skull shattered by the force of the magical bullet, slumped lifelessly to the ground, its body dissolving into a pile of smoldering ash. Noah stood there, the ck Gun still smoking, his chest heaving with the exertion. The three Fire Lizards, a formidable challenge in any other scenario, had been dispatched with deadly efficiency. He had gambled, relying on both his reflexes and his powerful ck Gun to ovee the initial onught. And it had paid off. But he knew this was just a taste of what awaited him on the fifth floor. This fiery gauntlet wouldn''t be easily conquered. He surveyed the remaining volcanic rocks that served as his precarious path. The center of the magmake, his ultimate destination, seemed further away than ever. However, the sight of the two smoldering piles of ash, a grim reminder of his victory, spurred him on. He wouldn''t let the dangers of this inferno deter him. A steely glint hardened Noah''s eyes as he gripped the ck Gun tighter, ready to face whatever fiery challenges awaited on his path toward the molten heart of the fifth floor. He had ovee the initial ambush, but the silence that followed felt ominous. Just as he ced his foot on the next precarious rock, the very ground seemed to erupt. Five Fire Lizards, their crimson bodies glowing with infernal heat, surged out of the moltenva in a coordinated attack. They surrounded him, snapping jaws agape, forming a ring of fire and fury. Noah sighed, a hint of frustration creeping into his voice. "Seriously," he muttered, "this is getting really annoying." But his annoyance was quickly reced by focused determination. He wouldn''t be overwhelmed by sheer numbers. Utilizing his Unprecedented Presence, he mapped out the movements of the Lizards, their heat signatures burning bright in his mind''s eye. With a dancer''s grace honed by years ofbat, he weaved through their snapping jaws and scorching ws. The ck Gun became an extension of his will. He didn''t waste time aiming; his movements and shots were one fluid motion. Bang! Bang! Magic bullets ripped through the air, leaving trails of shimmering distortion. Each shot found its mark, detonating within the open maws of the Lizards with sickening crunches. One Lizard, however, managed to break through his defenses. A searing pain erupted in his shoulder as a razor-sharp w raked across his arm. Ignoring the pain, he used the momentum of the attack to somersault away, twisting and firing another shot that sent the injured Lizard crashing back into theva. The battle raged on, the air thick with smoke and the acrid scent of burnt flesh. Noah, despite his agility and firepower, wasn''t without his wounds. Several jagged scratches marred his body, the heat stinging against the exposed flesh. But he pressed on, his determination fueled by the knowledge that victory would allow him to progress. And finally, after what felt like an eternity, thest Fire Lizard crumpled to the ground, its zing body extinguished. Noah stood panting, his chest heaving, his body screaming in protest. He leaned against a rock, the ck Gun still smoking faintly in his grip. It hadn''t been a graceful victory, but it was a victory nheless. Looking around at the smoldering remnants of his attackers, Noah allowed himself a moment of respite. He retrieved a healing potion from his pouch, downing it in one swift gulp. The cool liquid coursed through his body, easing the sting of his wounds and bringing a measure of relief. The path ahead remained treacherous, the molten heart of the fifth floor still beckoning him. But one thing was certain - his resolve was stronger than ever. He had faced a tide of fire and emerged victorious. The remaining challenges, whatever they might be, wouldn''t break him. With a renewed sense of purpose, Noah straightened his bloodied cloak and stepped onto the next rock, ready to face whatever fiery trials awaited him on his trek to the heart of the volcano. The reason he didn''t use the Mana Armor was simple, he was testing his regenerative ability, as expected his light injuries started to heal. ''''Well, not bad!" Chapter 184: Fastest Clearer 8 As Noah cleared the final Fire Lizard from his path, his level increased. [Level UP!] After thinking for a moment, he put the two stat points into Strength and Dexterity respectively. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 49 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 122 Strength: 130 Intelligence: 110 Dexterity: 130 Luck: 101 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 25060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv1} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} {Super Regeneration Lv1} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} Find adventures on m v l e m p y r ¡ö He moved forward at fast speed and the moltenndscape finally gave way to a sight that stole his breath. Right in the center of the churning magmake, suspended precariously on a colossal, t rock that jutted out from the molten surface, stood the guardian of the fifth floor. It wasn''t another Fire Lizard, but a creature that sent shivers down Noah''s spine ¨C a Lizardman General. This wasn''t the lithe, agile Fire Lizards he had just battled. This towering monstrosity stood nearly two and a half meters tall, its imposing frame a blend of raw power and reptilian grace. Its muscr physique was encased in a suit of obsidian armor, each te meticulously crafted to resemble the scales of a monstrous dragon. The armor, though ckened by the ever-present heat, shimmered faintly with an inner glow, hinting at its magical properties. Its head, a reptilian visage that seemed carved from polished obsidian, bore a fearsome visage. Razor-sharp teeth gleamed within its powerful jaws, capable of crunching through bone with ease. Glowing orange eyes, burning with an inferno of their own, locked onto Noah with an intensity that sent a jolt of primal fear through him. Atop its head, a crest of wickedly sharp horns curved back, adding to its menacing profile. In its powerful, three-fingered hands, the Lizardman General wielded a massive warhammer. The head of the hammer, crafted from a single piece of crimson-hued obsidian, resembled a stylized dragon''s head, its maw agape in a silent scream. The haft of the weapon, forged from a dark, volcanic metal, crackled with an ominous energy, imbued with potent fire magic. As Noah stood there, taking in the sight of this formidable guardian, the air crackled with an invisible tension. The heat emanating from theva intensified, almost palpable against his skin. This wasn''t just a battle; it was a sh of wills ¨C a lone adventurer against a creature forged in the very fires of this infernal realm. Noah, the air thick with anticipation, opted for a test of reflexes beforemitting to an all-out attack. He raised the ck Gun, aiming at the imposing Lizardman General across the moltenke. With a silent flick of his wrist, a magic bullet, aet of concentrated mana, erupted from the barrel. The monstrous guardian didn''t flinch at the initial sh. But the moment the bullet streaked through the air, a flicker of surprise crossed its reptilian features. With a speed that belied its size, the Lizardman General swung its massive warhammer. The obsidian weapon, imbued with fire magic, arced through the air, a blur of crimson and ck. There was a deafening ng as the warhammer met the magic bullet in mid-air. Sparks showered thevake as the force of the impact sent the bullet spinning wildly off course. It careened past Noah, exploding harmlessly in a shower of orange sparks as it plunged into the molten depths. Noah, a flicker of surprise reced by grudging respect, muttered, "Such a good reaction speed, I''m astounded." The initial gamble had paid off. He now knew he wouldn''t be facing a lumbering brute, but a cunning opponent with reflexes almost as sharp as his own. He couldn''t rely solely on his ck Gun''s firepower. This fight would require a more tactical approach. With a predatory glint in his eyes, Noah raised the ck Gun once more. This time, however, he didn''t fire immediately. He danced on the edge of the rock, his movements unpredictable, forcing the Lizardman General to track him with its fiery gaze. As the colossal creature shifted its weight, anticipating another shot, Noah saw his opening. A smirk yed on his lips. Bang! Bang! Two magic bullets, fired in rapid session, ripped through the air, aimed not at the guardian itself, but at the obsidian tes of its armor. The first bullet struck true, shattering a te on the creature''s shoulder with a satisfying crack. The second bullet, however, was deflected by a swift movement of the warhammer, disappearing into theva with another fiery explosion. The Lizardman General roared in fury, the sound echoing through the cavern. Smoke and molten rock erupted from the shattered armor ting, exposing a sliver of raw flesh beneath. This was just the beginning. Noah had drawn first blood, but the true test of skill and strategy was far from over. The battle for the fifth floor had entered a new phase, a deadly dance between a cunning yer and a fire-wrought guardian, both locked in a desperate struggle for survival amidst the infernalndscape. [Ding! New mission, rely only on your gun to win this fight. Reward: One voucher to increase one of your skill''s level!] Finally the system gave him another mission and this one could be more timely and the reward was too enticing to refuse. He was economizing to buy this Skill voucher who cost, 18.000 Gold anyway. He wanted to have at least 30k Gold before buying it and now he got the chance to get without spending a penny, so there was no way he wouldn''t ept this mission. ''''I ept!" The air crackled with a newfound intensity as Noah transitioned to a whirlwind of ck Hand offense. Gone were the test shots and the taunts; this was a relentless assault, a storm of magic bullets aimed at overwhelming the Lizardman General. He danced across the edge of the rock tform, his movements unpredictable, a blur against the fiery backdrop. Each shot boomed through the cavern, the ck Gun spitting fire in a deadly rhythm. Bang! Bang! Bang! Tuk! Tuk! Tuk! The mighty guardian, enraged by the stinging pain of the magic bullets, roared in frustration. Its fiery eyes darted after Noah''s elusive form, its massive frame struggling to keep up with the sheer volume of attacks. In a desperate attempt to create a barrier, the Lizardman General mmed its warhammer onto the solid rock with earth-shattering force. The impact sent a shockwave through the tform, causing chunks of molten rock and obsidian debris to erupt into the air in a deadly hail. For a moment, the cavern was filled with a swirling maelstrom of molten shrapnel. A cruel smile yed on the Lizardman General''s lips ¨C a smile that vanished as quickly as it appeared. ''''Ops! Sorry!" Noah, ever vignt thanks to his Unprecedented Presence, anticipated the counter-attack. ''''I have been waiting for ya!" The moment the debris erupted, his mind reached out, grasping at the fragments with the invisible tendrils of his telekinesis. With a mental push, he reversed their trajectory, sending the molten rock and obsidian shards hurtling back towards the monstrous guardian. The creature, caught off guard by the sudden change in direction, scrambled to raise its warhammer in a futile attempt to defend itself. The debris rained down upon it, nging against its obsidian armor, sending searing shrapnel skittering across the exposed flesh of its shoulder. The mighty guardian roared in pain and surprise, momentarily thrown off bnce. Seizing this golden opportunity, Noah appeared in a sh, a phantom born from the smoke and debris, right behind the Lizardman General''s blind spot. With a flick of his wrist, he emptied the remaining magical energy reserves in the ck Gun. A dozen magic bullets, a concentrated barrage of raw power, erupted from the barrel in rapid session. They mmed into the Lizardman General''s back, the point where its armor met its reptilian hide, a vulnerable chink in its otherwise formidable defense. The air shimmered with the impact. There was a deafening roar, a sickening crunch of bone and flesh, and the deafening ng of obsidian armor buckling under the force of the barrage. The Lizardman General, its monstrous frame convulsing in agony, stumbled forward, its warhammer ttering to the ground with a heavy thud. Silence descended upon the cavern once more, broken only by the hiss and crackle of the ever-churningvake below. Noah stood there, panting, the ck Gun smoking in his hand. He had gambled, emptied his reserves in a single, decisive attack. Now, he waited with bated breath, the oue of the battle hanging in the bnce. Had he finally bested the guardian of the fifth floor, or would the monstrous creature rise once more to challenge him? Chapter 185 : Fastest Clearer 9 Noah''s triumph was short-lived. His Unprecedented Presence, usually a beacon of calm amidst the chaos, roared a primal scream of warning. He barely had time to react as a surge of raw power erupted from the seemingly defeated Lizardman General. The creature, its form flickering and shimmering in the heat, wasn''t dead. It was transforming. With a surge of adrenaline fueled by desperation, Noahunched himself backward, propelling his body with every ounce of remaining strength. But it wasn''t enough. A massive, fiery fist, imbued with the molten rage of thevake below, mmed into him with the force of a battering ram. Stay updated with m-v le-mpyr Bam! The impact sent him flying through the air, a ragdoll tossed mercilessly by an unseen giant. ''''Gofuh!" A strangled cry, a choked gasp of pain, escaped his lips as he collided with the far side of the rock tform. The world spun wildly for a moment, the cavern walls shimmering in a blur. Pain, raw and searing, exploded through his chest. He felt the sickening crack of ribs giving way under the force of the blow, a symphony of agony ying out inside his body. A metallic tang filled his mouth as a cough wracked his body, sending a spray of blood sttering across the hot rock. Dazed and wounded, Noah slumped against the edge of the tform, the world fading in and out of focus. He knew he couldn''t afford to lose consciousness. Not now. Gripping the edge of the rock, he forced himself to his knees, his breathsing in ragged gasps. His vision swam, but with a determined snarl, he fumbled with his item box, extracting two vials ¨C a crimson potion pulsing with invigorating energy, and another shimmering with an azure glow. He uncorked them with shaky hands, tossing his head back as he downed the contents of each in one swift gulp. The Stamina Potion, a fiery concoction, coursed through his veins, offering a much-needed surge of strength and vitality. The Mana Recovery Potion, cool and invigorating, replenished his spent magical reserves. Slowly, painfully, Noah began to pull himself together. He nced across the molten expanse, his eyes widening in disbelief. The Lizardman General was gone. In its ce stood a creature of pure fire, a living embodiment of the inferno that raged around them. Its form, vaguely humanoid but twisted and contorted, wasposed entirely of molten rock, glowing with an intense crimson heat. Emanating from this fiery monstrosity was an aura of unimaginable power, a pressure that threatened to crush Noah like a mere insect. Its fiery eyes, burning with an unholy intelligence, locked onto him with a malevolent hunger. This wasn''t just the guardian of the fifth floor anymore. This was a being reborn from the mes, a creature fueled by the very essence of the volcano. The true battle, a desperate fight for survival against a primal force of nature, had just begun. Puff! Another geyser of blood erupted from Noah''s throat, staining the hot rock beneath him crimson. Fury, a primal rage fueled by the searing pain in his chest, reced the momentary despair. Wiping the blood from his lips, his golden eyes, usually alight with cunning strategy, now burned with a savage determination. "This is more fun this way, I have finally understood why the system was so generous, there was no way it would be easy if the reward was so enticing." he rasped, his voice hoarse butced with a dangerous edge. "Well, show me what you''ve got!" The defiance in his voice seemed to echo through the cavern, a challenge to the monstrosity before him. He raised the ck Gun, the defiance twisting into a feral grin. A double tap of the trigger sent two magic bullets rocketing toward the creature, streaks of raw power cutting through the shimmering heat. But the fiery being was more than just brute force. With a speed that defied its molten form, a massive hand,posed of churningva, erupted from the ground, forming a towering pir of earth and rock that intercepted the magic bullets with a deafening thud. Noah gritted his teeth as the shockwave from the impact sent tremors through the tform, momentarily disorienting him. His surprise, however, was short-lived. His Unprecedented Presence red, picking up on a shift in the creature''s fiery aura. The earth pir crumbled before him, the debris offering a momentary distraction. He used that split second to his advantage. Focusing his telekic energy, he snatched control of the falling fragments, transforming them into a makeshift shield. But the reprieve was fleeting. With a sh of movement, the fiery being had already shifted its position, its burning eyes locked onto him. From its molten form, a half-dozen smoldering earth spears erupted,unched with a speed that defied their size. They hurtled towards Noah, a rain of searing projectiles that threatened to turn him into a pincushion. Adrenaline surged through his battered body. With a desperate twist of his torso and a powerful leap fueled by his remaining strength, Noah dodged the first spear. He rolled across the scorching rock, the heat searing his skin even through his protective armor. He came up to his feet in a crouch, narrowly avoiding another spear that exploded where he once stood, sending molten shrapnel flying. The air crackled with a dangerous energy. Noah knew this wouldn''t be a one-sided battle. This fiery monstrosity possessed not only immense power but also cunning intelligence. He had to be smarter, faster, and more adaptable than ever before. He nced at the ck Gun, a grim reminder of his depleted magical reserves. This wouldn''t be a fight won by brute force alone. He needed a new strategy, a way to exploit the creature''s limitations and turn his weaknesses into strengths. His golden eyes, gleaming with a newfound resolve, scanned the battlefield, searching for an opening, a path to victory amidst the inferno. The true test of his skills, a desperate dance between a wounded yer (Well, he was slowly regenerating) and a creature of pure fire, was far from over. A sardonic grin cracked across Noah''s bloodied lips as he aimed the ck Gun once more. He no longer needed theatrics. Two magic bullets, fired in quick session, streaked towards the fiery behemoth. Just as predicted, a colossal pir of earth erupted from the ground, seemingly an imprable barrier. But this time, a different kind of challenge yed out. "I know already," he muttered, his voice barely a whisper above the roar of the inferno. An invisible hand, woven from the very essence of his telekic power, reached out and grasped the magic bullets mid-flight. With a deft twist of his will, he altered their trajectory, a feat requiring both precision and split-second timing. The bullets, now curving around the earthen barrier, mmed into the monster''s side in a fiery explosion. A deafening roar, a primal shriek of pain, echoed through the cavern as the molten creature writhed in agony. The impact sent molten rock spraying like a grotesque fireworks disy, momentarily revealing a core of even more intense heat within the creature''s fiery form. But the victory was short-lived. Enraged and wounded, the fiery beingshed out with a vengeance. Dozens of smoldering earth spears erupted from the ground all around it, a deadly storm aimed at Noah. Their speed was impressive, but nowhere near the peak human reflexes honed by countless battles. Noah, his movements fluid and almost leisurely despite the pain wracking his body, dodged the rain of fiery projectiles with an almost eerie grace. He moved not with frantic leaps and rolls, but with a calcted precision, anticipating the spears'' trajectory and weaving through them with a practiced ease. It was as if he were dancing a deadly ballet amidst the searing inferno. However, frustration gnawed at him. While his telekinesis allowed him to bypass the creature''s initial defenses, the magic bullets simply weren''t strong enough to inflictsting damage. He needed a new approach, a way to exploit the monster''s core for a more decisive blow. His golden eyes, scanning the creature''s writhing form,nded on a detail he had missed before. The molten rock that made up its body seemed to churn faster and glow brighter around a central point, almost like a... weak spot. A flicker of hope ignited within him. With renewed determination, Noah continued his dodging dance, all the while focusing on the creature''s core. He needed to get closer, close enough to strike at its weak spot with a more powerful attack. But how? The rain of earth spears showed no signs of stopping. Suddenly, an idea sparked within his mind, a risky gambit fueled by desperation and a hint of madness. He needed to create an opening, a window of opportunity. A feral grin stretched across his bloodied face. He might be out of magic bullets, but he still had one trick up his sleeve. A trick that could either turn the tide of the battle or send him plummeting into the molten depths below. Chapter 186 : Fastest Clearer 10 Bang! Bang! Another two magic bulletsunched from the ck Gun, but this time Noah held back his telekic control. A booming explosion rocked the cavern as the earthen pir once again rose to intercept them. This was the distraction he needed. Using the debris cloud as his cover, Noah vanished from his position. His Unprecedented Presence guided him, allowing him to navigate the scorching rock tform with an almost preternatural sense of awareness. He reappeared in a sh behind the fiery monster, a predator stalking his prey. With a feint, he threw his left hand forward, drawing the creature''s fiery gaze away from his true target. In that split second, his right hand lunged forward, fingers extended into a makeshift barrel. Ignoring the searing pain that radiated from the molten touch, he channeled thest vestiges of his magical reserves. A concentrated surge of mana erupted from his palm, a miniature sun erupting within the fiery monster''s gaping maw. The explosion was contained within the creature''s head, a blinding sh followed by a deafening roar. Molten rock rained down from the sky as the monster''s fiery body convulsed violently, its core flickering and dimming with each tremor. Silence descended upon the cavern once more, broken only by the hiss and crackle of the ever-churningvake below. Noah stood there, panting heavily, his hand singed and raw from the forced magic discharge. He stared at the smoldering remnants of the once-formidable creature, a sense of disbelief warring with exhaustion. There was no movement, no flicker of remaining life force. The guardian of the fifth floor, the fire-wrought monstrosity,y vanquished before him. He had gambled, pushed himself to the absolute limit, and emerged victorious. A wave of relief washed over him, so potent it almost brought him to his knees. ''''Hah! Hah! That was tough.'''' Noah murmured ignoring the system''s notification. He would check everything once out, he had finally cleared thest floor making him the fastest clearer. ¡ã¡ã¡ã As the inferno raged above, a world away on the fourth floor, a figure emerged from the shadows. Lilith, her white hair whipping in the frigid breeze, stood before the glistening ice bridge ¨C a stark contrast to the fiery trials Noah endured. Her amber eyes, usually holding a chilling indifference, flickered with a spark of determination as she surveyed the precarious path ahead. The icyndscape of the fourth floor was more familiar territory, its dangers less unpredictable than the inferno Noah had just conquered. She had faced her share of challenges in this frozen realm, and her stoic demeanor hinted at a strength honed by past victories. With a confident stride, she stepped onto the bridge. The ice creaked beneath her weight, a sound that echoed through the silent cavern. But Lilith, unfazed, continued her trek, her unwavering gaze fixed on the horizon. Lilith''s confident stride faltered for a moment as two White Eagles, their feathers the color of freshly fallen snow, swooped down from above with a screech. In a sh, her amber eyes narrowed, their coldness morphing into a steely focus. With a flick of her finger, as swift and effortless as a snowke dancing on the wind, she conjured two Wind Bullets. These weren''t the magic bullets Noah wielded, fueled by raw mana. Lilith''s power was a different beast entirely. The Wind Bullets, shimmering spheres of condensed air, hurtled towards the attacking birds with an almost silent whistle. The impact was brutal and precise. The bullets mmed into the eagles'' heads with a sickening crunch, sending feathers flying and silencing their screech forever. Undeterred, Lilith continued her trek across the bridge. The fallen birds, harbingers of trouble, served as a stark reminder of the dangers that lurked in this frozen realm. Yet, she didn''t break stride. Her movements remained calm and collected, each step echoing with a quiet confidence. But the respite was short-lived. As if sensing her resolve, arger flock of five White Eagles materialized from the swirling mist that shrouded the other side of the bridge. Their synchronized dive was a chilling ballet of death, each beak poised to tear into flesh. Lilith, however, remained unfazed. Her hand rose once more, a conductor leading a silent symphony of destruction. Five more Wind Bullets, shimmering and deadly, materialized at her fingertips. With a flick of her wrist, she sent them whistling towards the attacking birds. The air crackled with unseen energy as the Wind Bullets sliced through the frigid air, finding their mark with deadly uracy. One by one, the White Eagles met their demise, their lifeless forms plummeting into the abyss below. The bridge, now slick with blood and feathers, seemed more ominous than ever. But Lilith stood firm, her expression betraying no hint of fear or doubt. The wind howled around her, a mournful song for the fallen birds. Yet, she pressed on, her amber eyes fixed on the distant horizon, her purpose unwavering. Lilith''s stoic demeanor remained unbroken as she reached the midpoint of the bridge. The frigid wind whipped at her white hair, carrying with it the distant rumble of an approaching challenge. Just like Noah had faced a monstrous snowball on his path, an icy counterpart materialized from the swirling mist ahead. A colossal snowball, its surface smooth and wless as a pearl, emerged from the swirling mist. It rolled across the bridge with a momentum that threatened to shatter the icy structure beneath Lilith''s feet. This wasn''t a yful snowball fight from her childhood; this was a weapon of pure,pressed ice, capable of crushing anything in its path. Unlike Noah, who relied on brute force and telekinesis, Lilith possessed a different solution. Her eyes flickered with an inner light, hinting at the power she wielded. With a silent murmur, she activated her Space ability. The air shimmered around her for a brief moment, a ripple in the very fabric of reality. Then, in a blink, she was gone. The spot where she stood moments ago was empty, the only evidence of her presence a faint distortion of the air. She had teleported, not with a burst of explosive movement like Noah, but with an eerie subtlety, as if she had simply stepped out of existence and back in again. She reappeared behind the colossal snowball, a mere hair''s breadth away from the icy behemoth. The sudden change in scenery caused her to gasp for a moment, the exertion of the teleportation draining a small reserve of her mana. But her eyes, ever focused, quickly assessed the situation. The frigid air bit at Lilith''s cheeks as she continued her trek across the treacherous bridge. Each step brought her closer to the other side, and closer to the unknown that awaited her on the fifth floor. Just as with Noah, a final challenge arose from the swirling mist ¨C an Ice Troll, its hulking form a grotesque parody of a human warrior. The monstrous creature roared, its voice a guttural challenge that echoed through the cavern. Without hesitation, it charged, its icy warhammer aimed to crush Lilith beneath its immense weight. But unlike Noah, who employed raw power and telekinesis, Lilith possessed a different strategy. She met the Troll''s attack head-on, not with a sh of steel, but with a surprising disy of finesse. In her hand materialized a slender sword, its de shimmering with an otherworldly glow. With a practiced ease, she deflected the Troll''s blow, using the monster''s own momentum against it. This wasn''t a brutal disy of strength, but a calcted use of "softness against brutal attacks," a dance of defense as graceful as a snowke in a winter wind. The Troll, enraged by her unexpected maneuver, swung its warhammer again and again. But Lilith, a whirlwind of white and steel, became a blur against the icy backdrop. Her movements, enhanced by her Space ability, defied logic. One moment she would be parrying a blow, the next she would vanish into thin air, only to reappear behind the Troll, striking with lightning-fast precision. The Troll, its every attempt thwarted, bellowed in frustration. Its once formidable form, riddled with the wounds inflicted by Lilith''s swift attacks, began to show signs of wear. Even its boasted regenerative abilities couldn''t keep up with the relentless storm of blows. Lilith, her amber eyes gleaming with an icy resolve, saw her opportunity. With a final, perfectly timed maneuver, she exploited a gap in the Troll''s defense. Her sword, imbued with a chilling power, shed in the dim light as it swept through the Troll''s neck in a single, decisive stroke. A geyser of frost erupted from the wound, momentarily obscuring the creature. When the mist cleared, the Ice Trolly still, a silent testament to Lilith''s mastery of both swordsmanship and spatial maniption. Her victory wasplete, the guardian of the bridge defeated. Exhaustion settled upon her, but a flicker of determination still burned in her amber eyes. She had conquered the final challenge, and now, the fifth floor awaited. Lilith took a brief pause to regain her strength before ascending to the next level, known as the fiery realm. As she surveyed her surroundings, she couldn''t help but feel a twinge of disappointment. Noah was nowhere to be found, indicating that he had already moved on. "Tch! You got lucky again," Lilith grumbled, a hint of frustration evident in her voice. "I''ll settle for second ce this time." Although she longed to im victory, she found sce in the fact that thepetition had be more thrilling with Noah in the lead. In their younger days, it was always Noah who trailed behind her, but now the tables had turned. Chapter 187: Did it Again R-18 After leaving the artificial dungeon, Noah took a bath and rested, a few hourster he was invited by Lilith, and they went for a drink and one thing led to another they somehow ended up in her room. Their kiss continued, a wild exploration fueled by newfound desire. Noah''s hands, calloused yet gentle, roamed her back, sending shivers cascading down her spine. Lilith, caught in the throes of passion, felt a sudden, burning need for a moment''s pause. With a breathless gasp, she pulled away from his lips. "Wait," she murmured, her voice thick with desire, "one second." Noah, his eyes zed with a mix of passion and confusion, blinked at her. The intensity of the moment threatened to consume him, yet he respected her unspoken request. Lilith, her cheeks flushed with a rosy hue, scrambled off the bed. The urgency in her movements was both endearing and arousing. She disappeared downstairs, leaving him alone with the pounding of his own heart and the lingering warmth of their kiss on his lips. A momentter, he heard the clinking of ice cubes against ss. A slow smile spread across his face. Lilith, for all her newfound boldness, wasn''t quite ready to surrenderpletely. He admired her honesty, and her desire to take control of the situation, even in the throes of passion. The sound of her footsteps returning sent a jolt of anticipation through him. She reappeared, clutching a small ss filled with crushed ice. Her lips, still slightly parted and flushed with desire, held a yful glint. "Here," she said, extending the ss towards him. Noah, a knowing smile ying on his lips, took the ss from her hand. He understood her unspoken message. This wasn''t just about cooling down; it was about adding a newyer of sensation to their exploration. He popped a single ice cube between his lips, the coolness a delightful contrast to the heat coursing through him. Lilith, mirroring his action, ced an ice cube between her tempting lips. Their eyes met, a silent conversation passing between them. The yful defiance in Lilith''s gaze mingled with a raw vulnerability that sent a thrill through Noah. With a sharedugh, tinged with nervous excitement, they leaned back in, their kiss resuming. The ice cubes, melting against their lips, added a new dimension to their exploration, a surprising contrast of coolness against the heat of their desire. They moved all around the round kissing with the ice cubes, they even went to refill another cup of ice cubes. With her palms caressing his cheeks and her legs entwined around his midsection, Lilith beamed as the frozen cubes she delicately ced in his mouth gradually dissolved. Without a moment to lose, she pressed her crimson, lustrous lips against the liquefying ice cubes from the opposite side. Fueled by their shared ardor, the cubes sumbed to the heat and misty droplets of icy water traced a path down their lips, akin to glistening gems. In a fleeting instant, Noah brushed his lips against her damp, chilled pout before descending further. He kissed her chin, where the frigid water cascaded and dripped onto her bosom pressed against his chest. She enveloped her arms around his neck, tilting her head back as his lips ventured lower. His chilly lips bestowed tender kisses upon her supple neck, and as the cool yet fervent touch met her skin, a surge of electricity coursed through her. Simultaneously, his hands glided from her waist to her derriere. The contours of her voluptuous buttocks felt exquisitely smooth in his grasp. His tender hold on her rear grew firmer as he trailed kisses along her neck, eventually descending to nibble on her earlobes. Lilith remained blissfully unaware that his lips had a way of exploring beyond mere kisses¡ªthey delicately caressed her delicate skin. While she may not have consciously acknowledged it, her body certainly did. Her nipples responded to his touch, stiffening and revealing their outline. "He has an uncanny knack for this, almost as if he truly understands my body!" Lilith pondered, tilting her head to break his lips free from her neck. As their lips parted, she eagerly sought his for a passionate kiss, igniting a fervent make-out session. She extended her tongue into his mouth, entwining it with his in a passionate dance. Lost in the enchanting embrace, he retreated into the sanctuary of the bedroom. Bound together, they leaped onto the mattress, with Noah positioned above. His tongue delved into her mouth, seeking uncharted territories, while his hands ventured down her spine, releasing the sp of her dress. The discarded garment was flung aside, and without a nce, he unfastened her bra. Simultaneously, she reached down to undo his pants, their mouths remaining connected, their kisses growing more passionate. She could feel his throbbing arousal pressed against her, igniting a familiar fire within her, awakening her desires. Breaking the kiss, she said, "You seem to have quite the expertise in this department!" As she spoke, her hands caressed his hardened member, sensing its pulsating warmth. "Well, I''m still learning," Noah replied with a yful smirk. He descended, his lips grazing her skin as he teasingly tweaked her nipples between his fingers. Goosebumps raced across her body, a testament to the pleasure that washed over her. Like an insatiable teenager, he eagerly sucked on each nipple, alternating between them in a rhythmic dance. Her breasts swayed in sync with his mouth, eliciting delighted squeals from her. Sensing the intense heat radiating from her core, he knew she yearned for him just as fiercely. Without wasting a moment, he continued his descent, aligning his mouth with her delicate, pink flesh nestled between swollen lips. With a finger pressed against her slick entrance, he ced gentle kisses upon her throbbing clit. Simultaneously, he skillfully inserted his finger, exploring her depths while pleasuring her with his tongue. He continued his ministrations, his golden hair tickling against Lilith''s hands as she tangled her fingers in them. Starting with a gentle lick, he traced a path from her sensitive clit down to the base of her slit, before gliding back up again. Simultaneously, his finger slid in and out of her wetness, feeling her inner walls pulsate with ecstatic contractions. With deliberate slowness, he withdrew his finger, recing it with his hungry tongue pressed firmly against her pink flesh. He was like a man starved for years, his tongue eagerlypping at her slickness in a tantalizing rhythm of up and down, slow and fast. The intensity of pleasure surged through Lilith''s body, building up to an explosive climax deep within her. Her puffy lips swelled and spasmed, releasing a torrent of juices that coated his waiting mouth. Noah greedily sucked and savored every drop, holding her tightly as the wave of orgasm cascaded through her. A minuteter, Lilith took a long, shuddering breath, her voice filled with awe and satisfaction. "You''re definitely good at this," she murmured, her body still humming with the aftershocks of pleasure. Noah leaned in, his lips meeting hers in a tender kiss that sent shivers down their spines. The taste of sweetness lingered on their tongues, igniting a craving that seemed insatiable. At that moment, they broke apart, their gazes locked in a silent understanding. It was more than just desire. There was a connection that surpassed mere physical attraction, something deeper and more profound. With a firm grip on his face, she searched his eyes, finding a flicker of the same longing mirrored in his own. It was a spark that ignited a fire within them both, an unspoken agreement that they wanted more. Their bodies moved with a primal need, driven by a desire that surpassed the boundaries of raw lust. It was a union of souls, the beginning of something extraordinary. Her hand guided him, leading him to the entrance of her warmth. He teased her, his touch coated in her arousal, before finally sliding deep inside her, their bodies bing one. In that moment, time seemed to stand still. They savored the sensation, each breath and movement filled with a profound sense of pleasure. As he began to move, their bodies danced in harmony, the rhythm slow and deliberate. Her hands found their way to his neck, holding on tightly as pleasure washed over them. Their eyes remained locked, unyielding in their connection. It was more than just physical intimacy; it was a meeting of souls, a shared understanding that what they were experiencing transcended the confines of mere sex. Lilith''s knees lifted, granting him deeper ess, and he plunged into her with a force that sent waves of pleasure through her. Alongside the physical delight of his cock filling her, an emotional sensation swelled within her, pushing her closer to the edge. She knew, deep down, that he felt it too. In other instances, she could have held on, prolonging the pleasure, but now she felt another orgasm building, threatening to explode. The peak of ecstasy loomed, ready to consume her. "I''m cumming," she whispered, her voice a mix of pleasure and anticipation. In response, he kissed her passionately, increasing the tempo of his thrusts. His hips moved with a fervor, driving her to new heights of pleasure. "Ohhh!" she moaned, her mouth sealed by his, suppressing the sound as the explosion of ecstasy surged through her core. It was as if a dam had burst, unleashing waves of orgasmic bliss that rippled through her entire being. Lilith''s eyes rolled back, overwhelmed by the intensity of the orgasm that washed over her. She held onto him tightly, savoring the moment before finally surrendering to the bliss, her eyes closing. Noah grunted as her pulsating pussy clenched around his cock, sending delightful vibrations coursing through him. He yielded to the pleasure, allowing himself to release. Warm spurts of cum showered their bodies. He kissed her once more, their lips intertwining in a final act of intimacy, before copsing beside her, their bodies spent and satisfied for now. Chapter 188: Encore R-18 After resting for half an hour. Noah looked tenderly at her before asking. ''''Let''s go for an Encore.'''' Lilith shyly nodded, she wasn''t totally satisfied, she wished to feel the beast inside her again. ''''Let me help you,'''' she said before moving to give him a good blowjob. After he released his substantial release into her oral passage, he gazed at him, who was breathing heavily. A few remnants of his milky fluid clung to the corner of her lips, but apart from that, she had consumed everyst drop of his essence as if there were no tomorrow. Tears welled up in her eyes, and a couple of drops hovered on the brink of spilling over at any moment. However, despite the conflicting emotions conveyed by her eyes, she wore a strangely radiant smile on her face. It was an intriguing and peculiar sight, one that stirred arousal. "Ugh!" She eximed, her voice filled with a mix of difort and resignation. "You didn''t have to drink that, you know?" Noah remarked, his toneced with surprise. "I know," Lilith replied, her voice tinged with a hint of mischief. "But I read that it''s sexier to drink it down like that." She hade across an erotic book that imed men felt a heightened sense of conquest when they witnessed a woman willingly swallow their ejacte after a blowjob. It was an act that supposedly intensified the pleasure and satisfaction for both parties involved. The taste was certainly something that left much to be desired but well it was something thates from him so she didn''t mind. ''''Let''s try a new position this time, shall we?'''' Noah suggested. He took her by the arms and brought her in front of the side wall of her room. "Put your hands against the wall for me, Lilith," he whispered, his voice filled with anticipation. "Ah¡­" Once she did as she was asked, she felt his hands gently, ever so gently caressing her rump. A shiver ran down her spine as she leaned into his touch, savoring the electrifying sensation. The intimate connection between them grew stronger with each tender stroke. He excited her senses, creating a symphony of intimate sounds for her to experience and embrace. As he tenderly explored her desires, her body responded with involuntary shivers of pleasure, betraying her innermost desires. The sexual pleasure she felt was steadily growing further and further along with time. p! ''''Ahh!" She moaned when he slightly pped her plump and round ass, making it visibly jiggle and causing her to produce even more of her juices. She realized now that she had quite a bit of masochistic tendencies and liked to feel pain and be humiliated by her partner. Who would have ever thought that she would get off from pain and humiliation like this? At least, she didn''t¡­ Noah''s mind raced with creative visions of the various scenarios they could explore in their future encounters. However, at this moment, his sole focus was to bring her to another climax. Firmly gripping her hips, he raised them, allowing her femininity to be fully exposed, a tantalizing sight for his eager eyes. With her hips provocatively elevated, she assumed a seductive pose, her allure heightened by the vulnerability of her position. "I will put everything in one go," he whispered, determination evident in his voice. Despite recently reaching climax, his arousal remained unyielding, a testament to his insatiable desire. ''This man''s libido will be hard to satisfy but not impossible!'' She thought before her thoughts were interrupted by a swift pration. "Ahhhh¡­.!" Stay updated with m-v le-mpyr He took deep breaths, ovee with intense pleasure as he entered her body. Meanwhile, Lilith let out a soft cry, her moans echoing as she arched her back and tilted her head back, engulfed in waves of ecstasy. The shaft effortlessly slipped into her warm embrace, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. With deliberate patience, he pressed their sensitive skin together, allowing her tightly clenched entrance to reacquaint itself with the warmth of his arousal. His skilled hips moved with precision, prating her deeply while the head of his penis explored every intimate crevice of her inner walls. In this position, he felt even more substantial than her previous memories of it, even if it had just been a few minutes ago. He eagerly entered, taking her breath away as he went in deep. The substantial member filled her intimate space, molding her insides to its shape. The rounded head pressed against the inner walls, providing a tantalizing sensation on the other side. Her flesh stimted her sensitive spot, granting her a unique and exquisite pleasure. It was a remarkable experience, unlike anything she had ever felt before. "Alright, I''m going to change my position now." "Wait~!" She nearly eximed, feeling a surge of excitement. The new angle heightened her senses. She could see everything that was happening, adding to the intensity of the moment. It didn''t take long for her to adjust to the new position. However, with each thrust, he increased the speed, causing her to stumble and lose her bnce. With a powerful thrust that reached deep inside her, she let out a scream of pleasure. The sound of their bodies colliding echoed as his hips pped against her ass, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. The simultaneous stimtion of her inner and outer regions left her trembling. But suddenly, he stopped moving, leaving Lilith perplexed and looking back in confusion. "Lilith?" he whispered, his voice filled with anticipation. She turned her head to look at him, her eyes filled with desire. "Does it feel good?" he asked, his voice filled with a mixture of curiosity and satisfaction. She hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to respond. But the intensity of the pleasure coursing through her body left her with no choice but to admit the truth. "Yes, it does¡­" she finally admitted, her voiceced with a hint of vulnerability. He smirked, knowing exactly what she desired. But he wanted to tease her a little longer, to build up the anticipation. "What do you want me to do now?" he asked, his voice dripping with seduction. Lilith hesitated once again, her conflicting desires warring within her. It felt like peeling backyers of an onion, eachyer revealing a deeper, more intense longing. "Swing your hips. And delve into the depths of my being." "Do you desire to get ravished?" He inquired, seeking affirmation crudely, and Lilithmenced swaying her hips as if unable to contain herself any longer. "Yes. Possess me. Take me. Ahhhh!" Noah sensed his heart aze as this tantalizing woman. She had surrenderedpletely to the allure of pleasure, prompting him to seize her delicate waist and deliver the rhythmic thrusts she yearned for. He caressed the supple flesh, coaxing forth love''s essence from her provocative core, apanied by moist and scious sounds. Even his testicles became moist with her nectar, colliding against her sensitive nub and pelvis. As he engaged in the act from behind, he felt a yearning to caress her breasts, yet he opted to seek consent before proceeding. "Would you like me to fondle your breasts?" he inquired. "Yes, please do," she implored with fervent desire. She was consumed by her insatiable appetite for carnal pleasure. He began to grope her breasts, fondling them to his heart''s content. He teased them and stroked the erect nipples with his fingertips. "Ah¡­ That feels so goood~" She exuded an aura of intoxication, hinting at her immersion in the exquisite torment of being tantalized by a younger boy. Fueled by a profound sense of delight, Noah surrendered himself to the art of caressing her bosom and wielding his hips with fervor. In the throes of passion, their connection intensified as he thrust deep within her, eliciting a cascade of love''s essence. With each withdrawal, he stirred those intoxicating juices, saturating even the depths of his being. "I''m on the brink of release," he gasped. "Ahh! Release... release inside me." Lilith was consumed by ecstasy, blissfully detached from all else that mattered. Once granted permission, Noah unleashed the full force of his passion. His masculine strength surged through him, propelling his movements with a fierce determination. His hardened manhood, as unyielding as steel, gracefully navigated the depths of her being, awakening a torrent of desire within her. With his boundless energy, he continued his relentless thrusts, each one building upon thest. The rhythmic dance between their bodies became an intricate symphony of pleasure, as she willingly surrendered herself, body and soul, to hismanding presence. "Ah¡­!" Her voice escaped in a primal cry, echoing through the room as her entire being sumbed to an overwhelming climax. Every fiber of her being convulsed and trembled, consumed by a passion she had never experienced before. Her body undted in a frenzy, mirroring the crashing waves of pleasure that surged within her. With each movement, her inner walls tightened, teasing and enticing him further. It was the breaking point for Noah, hisst vestiges of control shattered. He released his essence into her, his primal instincts guiding his piston-like motions, delivering his essence exactly where she desired it¡­ just as she had requested. "Ah, ahh, ahhhhhhhh¡­" Chapter 189: Hiking After resting after a long session, the couple following Lilith''s suggestion went to a certain mountain to hike. As they pulled into the parking lot of Whispering Pines, Noah couldn''t help but be drawn to the park''s entrance. Framed by towering pines, a rustic wooden archway marked the trailhead. The centerpiece of the archway was arge, intricately carved wooden sign. Carved from a single b of weathered redwood, the sign bore the park''s name in bold, stylized lettering. Each letter was adorned with a different element from the natural world ¨C "W" with a winding path etched into its form, "H" shaped like a towering pine tree, "I" resembling a slender stream, "S" mimicking a graceful fern, "P" echoing the silhouette of a soaring hawk, "E" taking the shape of a nestled owl, "R" mirroring the gnarled roots of an ancient tree, "I" resembling a delicate wildflower, "N" reminiscent of a stag''s antlers, and "G" shaped like a cascading waterfall. The wood itself, aged and weathered by countless seasons, held a warmth that contrasted beautifully with the vibrant sshes of paint that adorned the sign. A deep emerald green highlighted the leaves of the carved nts, while a clear blue ented the winding stream and the soaring hawk. The overall effect was a stunningly detailed tableau that captured the essence of Whispering Pines - a ce where nature reigned supreme. Beneath the sign, a smaller que made of weathered bronze gleamed in the morning sun. Etched upon its surface was a short inscription, the words worn smooth by countless touches. Noah squinted, leaning closer to decipher the message: "Whispering Pines: Where the wind murmurs secrets and the trees hold ancient stories. Tread lightly, explore with wonder, and leave only footprints." The inscription resonated with him, a call to respect the delicate bnce of the natural world. He nced at Lilith, a look of pure excitement etched on her face. Her eyes, the color of amber sunlit leaves, sparkled with anticipation. As they exchanged a smile, a silent promise passed between them ¨C a promise to explore the wonders of Whispering Pines together, to create their own stories amidst the ancient whispers of the trees. Taking a deep breath of fresh, pine-scented air, Noah offered Lilith his hand. "Ready for an adventure, Noah?" she asked. He grinned, he smile as bright as the sun filtering through the canopy. "Absolutely," he replied, his voice filled with a thrill. "Lead the way, beautifuldy." With that, they stepped through the rustic archway, leaving the familiar world behind and entering the verdant embrace of Whispering Pines. The sunlight dappled the forest floor as they embarked on their hike, the sound of theirughter mingling with the gentle murmur of the wind through the pines. Read exclusive chapters at m v l e m p y r Each step was a new discovery, a shared experience that brought them closer, their bond deepening with every whispered secret of the forest. Lilith took the lead with a confident stride. The well-worn trail stretched before them, a ribbon of brown earth snaking through the towering pines. Sunlight, filtered through the dense canopy, cast a dappled pattern on the forest floor, creating a mosaic of light and shadow. The air, crisp and clean, carried the sweet scent of pine needles and damp earth. The rhythmic crunch of their boots on the trail was the only sound that disturbed the tranquil symphony of the forest ¨C the chirping of unseen birds, the rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze, and the distant drumming of a woodpecker. Lilith, her eyes scanning the path ahead, seemed at ease in her element. She pointed out interesting flora and fauna ¨C a vibrantly colored mushroom peeking out from under a fallen log, a squirrel scampering up a tree trunk, a spider web shimmering with morning dew like a tiny jeweled tapestry. Noah, content to follow her lead, marveled at her knowledge and her connection to the natural world. He found himself captivated not just by the beauty of the forest, but also by the woman beside him, her enthusiasm infectious and herughter like music to his ears. As they hiked deeper into the woods, the conversation flowed effortlessly between them. They shared stories from their pasts, their dreams for the future, their hopes and fears. Each revtion chipped away at the walls they''d built around their hearts, forging a connection that felt bothfortable and exhrating. Every now and then, the trail would open up to reveal a breathtaking vista ¨C a sun-dappled meadow alive with wildflowers, a crystal-clear stream cascading over moss-covered rocks, a panoramic view of rolling hills stretching out towards a distant horizon. At these moments, they would pause, catching their breath and taking in the beauty that surrounded them. Afortable silence would settle between them, a silent appreciation for the shared experience. In those quiet moments, Noah''s gaze would linger on her, his heart swelling with a newfound emotion. She was so lovely, so beautiful it was a sin but he was happy he was his woman and that how it should be. They continued their hike, the miles melting away under the warm morning sun. The yful banter, the shared discoveries, thefortable silences ¨C it all felt right, natural, like a path they were meant to walk together. ''''Let''s keep going!" she said. The trail, which had been a well-worn path through the dense forest, began to narrow as she led him deeper into the heart of Whispering Pines. Sunlight struggled to prate the thicker canopy here, reced by a cool, verdant twilight. The air grew heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves, a sign of the ecosystem thriving beneath the forest floor. Suddenly, the sound of rushing water grew louder, a rhythmic roar that seemed to vibrate through the very ground beneath their feet. Lilith stopped, a triumphant smile lighting up her face. "Here we are, Noah," she announced, her voice barely a whisper above the growing sound of the waterfall. Pushing aside a curtain of emerald vines, they emerged into a hidden clearing. Sunlight, filtered through the leaves overhead, cast a dappled pattern on the mossy ground. Before them, in all its glory, was the hidden waterfall of Whispering Pines. It wasn''t a cascading behemoth, but a work of delicate beauty. Crystal-clear water tumbled down a series of smooth, moss-covered rocks, eachyer creating a miniature pool that shimmered like a hidden jewel. The water itself looked impossibly blue, tinged with a hint of green from the surrounding foliage. At the base of the waterfall, a small, crystal-clear pool had formed, its surface rippling gently with the force of the cascading water. Delicate ferns and wildflowers clung to the rocks around the pool, adding a ssh of color to the verdant scene. But the most captivating aspect of the waterfall wasn''t its visual beauty, but its sound. The water, as it tumbled down the rocks, created a symphony of soft murmurs and gurgles. It was a sound both soothing and invigorating, as if the forest itself was whispering secrets to those who dared to listen. Noah stood beside Lilith, mesmerized by the scene before him. This hidden gem, nestled deep within the heart of the forest, felt like a secret shared only between them. He stole a nce at her, her face glowing with a sense of aplishment and a hint of something deeper, something that mirrored the emotions swirling within him. In that moment, surrounded by the whispering waterfall and the emerald embrace of the forest, Noah knew he had stumbled upon something special, something that transcended the ordinary. This wasn''t just a beautiful ce; it was a ce where hearts could connect, where secrets could be shared, where a new chapter in their story could begin. Entranced by the mesmerizing waterfall, Noah found himself captivated not just by the scene, but by the woman beside him. The delicate spray of water misted their faces, leaving a cool, refreshing sensation on their skin. The symphony of cascading water and the hushed whispers of the forest created an atmosphere both intimate and magical. A slow smile spread across Noah''s face as a delightful thought struck him. ncing at her, whose eyes mirrored the wonder he felt, he voiced his suggestion. "This ce is magical, Lilith," he began, his voice barely a whisper above the waterfall''s roar. "What do you say we make it even more special? We came prepared, right?" Lilith, her gaze locked on the cascading water, turned to him, a hint of surprise flitting across her eyes before being reced by a warm smile. "A pic?" she questioned, her voice lilting with amusement. She grinned. "Exactly," he confirmed, his voice filled with enthusiasm. "We can unpack the snacks we brought and have a little feast right here, in this hidden paradise." Lilith''s stiff smile widened. "Sounds perfect," she agreed, a yful glint sparkling in her eyes. "Lead the way then." With a flourish, Noah gestured towards a wide, t rock nestled beside the base of the waterfall, its surface smooth and inviting. Together, they spread out the checkered nket they''d brought, transforming the rock into a makeshift pic table. He carefully unpacked their supplies ¨C a basket overflowing with fresh fruits, crusty bread, savory cheeses, and a chilled bottle of wine. Lilith, ever the resourceful one, had even managed to sneak in a small bouquet of wildflowers, their vibrant colors adding a cheerful touch to their impromptu table. Chapter 190: In the Water A slow smile spread across Noah''s face as a delightful thought struck him. ncing at Lilith, whose eyes mirrored the wonder he felt, he voiced his suggestion. "This ce is magical, Lilith," he began, his voice barely a whisper above the waterfall''s roar. "What do you say we make it even more special? We came prepared, right?" Lilith, her gaze locked on the cascading water, turned to him, a hint of surprise flitting across her eyes before being reced by a warm smile. "A pic?" she questioned, her voice lilting with amusement. He grinned. "Exactly," he confirmed, his voice filled with enthusiasm. "We can unpack the snacks we brought and have a little feast right here, in this hidden paradise." Lilith nodded. "Sounds perfect," she agreed, a yful glint sparkling in her eyes. "Lead the way then." With a flourish, Noah gestured towards a wide, t rock nestled beside the base of the waterfall, its surface smooth and inviting. Together, they spread out the checkered nket they''d brought, transforming the rock into a makeshift pic table. Noah carefully unpacked their supplies ¨C a basket overflowing with fresh fruits, crusty bread, savory cheeses, and a chilled bottle of wine. Lilith, ever the resourceful one, had even managed to sneak in a small bouquet of wildflowers, their vibrant colors adding a cheerful touch to their impromptu table. As they unpacked, they shared yful banter, their voices blending with the murmur of the waterfall. The air crackled with a newfound ease, afortable silence settling between them whenever the conversation lulled. They savored each bite of their simple meal, the surrounding beauty enhancing the taste of every morsel. Every so often, their eyes would meet, a silent conversation passing between them. The shared experience, the breathtaking scenery, the easypanionship ¨C it all fueled a connection that felt both exciting and strangely familiar. As they finished their meal, Noah uncorked the bottle of wine, pouring them each a generous ss. They clinked sses, a silent toast to their unexpected adventure, to the whispering waterfall that had be their secret haven, and to the blossoming connection that thrummed between them. With the gentle hum of the waterfall as their soundtrack, they sat infortable silence, content to simply exist in each other''s presence. It was a moment suspended in time, a perfect afternoon stolen from the ordinary, a memory they both knew they would cherish forever. Noah, still basking in the peaceful atmosphere, couldn''t resist the urge to share another joke. However, upon seeing the genuine connection blossoming between them, a newfound sensitivity flickered within him. He decided to steer clear of jokes that might poke fun at women, opting for something light and silly instead. Clearing his throat, he began with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Alright, Lilith," he announced, "one more joke before we head back. This one involves a very chatty parrot." Lilith, intrigued by the sudden shift in his humor, leaned in, a yful smile dancing on her lips. "A parrot, huh? Hit me." He grinned. "So, this parrot walks into a bar and orders a drink. As the bartender is pouring it, the parrot says, ''Hey, those peanuts over there look delicious! Can I buy some?'' The bartender says, ''Sure, of course. Those are just for decoration, though.'' The parrot shrugs and continues enjoying his drink. A littleter, a group of people walks in and the parrot yells out, ''Hey, those neers look like a bunch of clowns!'' The people all re at the parrot, but nobody says anything. Finally, the parrot finishes his drink and gets up to leave. On his way out, he mutters to the bartender, ''You know, for a ce that doesn''t allow you to buy peanuts or doesn''t mind you insulting its customers, you have a pretty rxed atmosphere here.''" Lilith didn''t burst outughing this time, but a genuine smile spread across her face. "That''s a cute one, Noah," she admitted, a hint of amusement sparkling in her eyes. "Not bad for a man trying to be politically correct." He chuckled, a warmth spreading through him. "Hey, I''m learning," he teased, yfully bumping his shoulder against hers. The light contact sent a jolt through him, a feeling that was both exhrating and terrifyingly unfamiliar. As they gathered their belongings, the yful banter continued, theirughter echoing through the clearing like wind chimes in a summer breeze. Suddenly, Lilith stopped, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Noah," she announced, a hint of a challenge in her voice, "I brought a swimsuit, just in case. How about a quick dip in the pool before we continue?" He couldn''t help but admire her adventurous spirit. The sunlight dappling through the leaves cast a shimmering glow on her face, highlighting the yful glint in her eyes. A slow smile spread across his own face. "A swim, huh?" he replied, his voice a husky murmur. "Sounds refreshing. But first," he added, his gaze lingering on her for a beat too long, "let me just say, that swimsuit looks incredible on you." Lilith''s cheeks flushed a rosy hue, but her smile widened. "Thanks, Noah," she replied, a yful note in her voice. "Though, with apliment like that, I almost feel obligated to let you win." The yful challenge hung in the air, a silent invitation. Noah, his heart pounding a little faster, couldn''t help but rise to it. "We''ll see about that," he countered, a yful glint in his eyes. "But in the meantime, consider yourself warned ¨C I''m a pretty good swimmer." With that, they both retreated behind a cluster of ferns, changing into their swimsuits. The anticipation crackled between them, a thrilling mix ofpetition and something deeper, something that sent shivers down Lilith''s spine and a jolt of excitement through Noah. Content source m-vl|em|p,yr Momentster, they emerged, Lilith in a vibrant swimsuit that entuated her curves, Noah a vision of toned muscles in his swimming trunks. The air between them seemed to crackle with electricity, the yful banter momentarily forgotten. Lilith, breaking the charged silence, winked at him. "Ready when you are, Noah." His gaze locked on hers, a surge of determination coursing through him, offered his hand. "Let the games begin, Lilith." And with that, they raced towards the cool, inviting water of the hidden pool, theirughter echoing through the forest once more. This time, however, theughter held a new edge, an undercurrent of something thrilling and unexpected, a promise of a yfulpetition that might just turn into something more. A booming ssh echoed through the clearing as Lilith, with a triumphant yell,unched herself into the crystal-clear water. Noah, caught off guard by her sudden dive, followed a beatter, a yful smile splitting his face as he created a muchrger ssh that sent a cascade of droplets showering the surrounding ferns. "Hey!" Lilith sputtered, surfacing with a mess of damp hair stered to her forehead. "No fair! You had a head start!" Noah, already halfway across the pool, turned with a mischievous grin. "All''s fair in love and water wars, little Lilith!" he dered, cupping his hands and sending a yful spray of water in her direction. She shrieked, shaking her head to clear the water from her eyes. A fire of yfulpetition ignited within her. "Oh, it is on!" she cried, lunging forward with a ssh. Scooping up water in her cupped hands, she chased after him, who darted towards the base of the waterfall, seeking refuge behind the cascading curtain of water. "Don''t dare hide, you little punk!" Lilith called, her voiceced with yful frustration. She knew he couldn''t stay hidden for long; the waterfall was too shallow to fully conceal him. Noah, pressed against the cool rocks behind the waterfall, could barely contain hisughter. Peeking around the edge, he saw her hovering just outside the cascading water, a determined glint in her eyes. He couldn''t resist another round of yful taunting. "You know," he called back, his voice slightly muffled by the water, "it''s not fair to attack a defenseless man hiding behind a waterfall." She narrowed her eyes in mock seriousness. "Defenseless? We''ll see about that, Noah!" she dered, taking a deep breath. With a yful yell, she plunged headfirst into the waterfall, emerging a momentter, a triumphant smile lighting up her face. Noah, seeing her drenched form and the glint of victory in her eyes, knew he was doomed. He emerged from his hiding ce, throwing his hands up in surrender. "Alright, alright," he chuckled, shaking the water from his hair. "You win, Lilith. You are officially the champion water warrior of Whispering Pines." Her chest heaving withughter and exertion, couldn''t help but preen at his yful deration. The yful chase and the refreshing coolness of the water had washed away any lingering tension, leaving them both breathless and exhrated. With a yful ssh, she darted towards him, pulling him into a light hug. Theirughter mingled with the sound of the waterfall, a symphony of pure enjoyment that echoed through the hidden haven. In that moment, surrounded by the beauty of nature and the thrill of their yfulpetition, their connection deepened, forging a bond that promised future adventures, both yful and heartfelt. Chapter 191: Discovery Lilith, her chest heaving withughter and exertion, couldn''t help but preen at his yful deration. The yful chase and the refreshing coolness of the water had washed away any lingering tension, leaving them both breathless and exhrated. With a yful ssh, she darted towards him, pulling him into a light hug. Theirughter mingled with the sound of the waterfall, a symphony of pure enjoyment that echoed through the hidden haven. In that moment, surrounded by the beauty of nature and the thrill of their yfulpetition, their connection deepened, forging a bond that promised future adventures, both yful and heartfelt. As theirughter subsided, afortable silence settled between them. Lilith, leaning against his shoulder, gazed up at the cascading waterfall. The sunlight filtering through the leaves cast an ethereal glow on the water, creating a mesmerizing disy. "This ce is magical," she murmured, her voice soft and filled with wonder. Meanwhile Noah, unable to tear his eyes away from her, agreed wholeheartedly. "It is," he replied, his voice a low rumble. "But then again," he continued, his gaze dropping to meet hers, "so are you, Lilith." Her breath hitched in her throat. Their eyes locked, a silent conversation passing between them, filled with a nervous flutter in her stomach and a growing warmth in his chest. Suddenly, a yful glint sparked in Noah''s eyes. Before Lilith could react, he leaned down, stealing a quick, unexpected kiss. Pulling away with a triumphant grin, he dered, "Gotcha! Now, catch me if you can!" With a yful shout, he darted away, diving back into the cool water. He weaved through the pool like a fish, hisughter echoing through the clearing. Lilith, momentarily stunned, stood frozen for a beat before a blush crept up her cheeks. Embarrassment mixed with a thrill she couldn''t deny as she realized his yful tease. "Hey you little..!" she shrieked, a cold smile breaking through the blush. "That''s not fair!" Wasting no time, she dove back into the water, and herpetitive spirit reignited. They swam in a yful chase, Lilith''s determined sshes chasing after Adonis''s joyfulughter. He ducked and dodged, a mischievous glint in his eyes, enjoying the lightheartedpetition and the way the water clung to her form, highlighting the graceful lines of her body. But then, as she lunged for him with a yful shout, he abruptly disappeared beneath the surface. A beat of silence followed, then another. Unexpectedly yful smile faltered, reced by a flicker of concern. She remembered something from the past. She trod water, searching for any sign of him, calling out his name. "Noah? Noah, where are you?" Find this and more on m-v lem|p-yr ''''That is not fun!" Her yful mood evaporated, reced by a rising panic. The yful chase they were engaged in moments ago seemed a lifetime away. The silence stretched on, broken only by the gentle murmur of the waterfall and the frantic thudding of her heart. The yful teasing, the stolen kiss ¨C it all vanished, reced by a gnawing fear that tightened her throat. A sudden ssh sent a jolt through Lilith, making her whirl around. There, grinning sheepishly from behind her, was Noah, water cascading off his hair and a yful glint in his eyes. "Gotcha!" he eximed, his voice dripping with amusement. Relief washed over her, momentarily so intense it took her breath away. But the yful anger that followed was just as potent. She lunged at him, her wet hand connecting with a satisfying smack on his chest. "That wasn''t funny, Noah!" she scolded, her voiceced with yful annoyance. "I was really worried for a moment." The yful hit seemed to break the tension, and a sheepish smile spread across Adonis''s face. "Alright, alright," he conceded, raising his hands in mock surrender. "I confess, I went a bit too far with the prank." He reached out, gently wiping a stray droplet of water from her cheek. His touch, warm and lingering, sent a shiver down her spine. "I just... I wanted to see your beautiful eyes filled with something other than amusement," he admitted, his voice a husky murmur. "And seeing your worry," he added, his gaze dropping to her lips for a fleeting moment, "well, let''s just say it melted my heart." Lilith''s cheeks burned a delicate pink at his unexpected confession. The yful mood had shifted subtly, taking on a new, more intimate undercurrent. Before she could respond, he surprised her again. "But hey," he continued, his voice regaining its usual cheerfulness, "on a brighter note, I think I found something interesting while I was underwater." He pointed towards a rocky crevice at the base of the waterfall, previously obscured by the cascading water. "See that opening there? It looks like a passage. Maybe even a cave! How about we explore it?" Lilith, ever the adventurer, felt a flicker of excitement stirs within her. However, the lingering fear from his prank tempered her enthusiasm. She bit her lip, torn between her adventurous spirit and a newfound caution. "A cave, huh?" she echoed, her voice hesitant. "Are you sure it''s safe?" Noah, sensing her apprehension, offered a reassuring smile. "We don''t have to go far," he soothed. "Just a peek to satisfy our curiosity. Besides," he added, a yful glint returning to his eyes, "what better way to explore a secret passage than with a slightly-less-worried damsel in distress?" She couldn''t help but smile at his yful teasing. She knew he was right. The fear had subsided, reced by a healthy dose of caution and a surge of renewed trust. With a deep breath, she met his gaze, a spark of determination flickering in her eyes. "Alright, Noah," she dered, her voice firm. "Lead the way. But this time, no disappearing acts without warning, okay?" A grin split Noah''s face, wider than the cavern entrance they were about to explore. "No disappearing acts," he promised, holding his hands up in mock surrender. "Just pure, unadulterated spelunking with the bravest explorer I know." He offered her his hand, a yful glint in his eyes. She hesitated for a moment, her gaze flickering between his outstretched hand and the dark opening in the rocks. Her adventurous spirit warred with a healthy dose of caution. Taking a deep breath, she ced her hand in his, the cool, dampness a grounding presence. "Alright," she conceded, her voice a mix of excitement and apprehension. "Let''s see what this secret passage holds." With a newfound sense of partnership, they ventured towards the opening. Noah, like a gentleman, squeezed his shoulder through first, clearing the way for Lilith. He emerged a momentter, brushing cobwebs off his shirt and offering her a reassuring smile. "The coast is clear, my fearless explorer," he dered, his voice echoing slightly in the damp confines of the passage. The air inside was cool and stale, carrying a faint earthy scent. The only light came from the sliver of sunlight filtering through the entrance. Lilith, with a slight tremor in her hand, reached into her backpack and pulled out a small heamp. Clicking it on, she cast a beam of light into the darkness, revealing a narrow tunnel that sloped downwards. "Wow," she breathed, her voice filled with a mixture of awe and trepidation. "It''s actually a cave!" Noah peered over her shoulder, his curiosity piqued. "Looks like it," he agreed. "Ready to delve deeper?" She met his gaze, the heamp reflecting a spark of excitement in her eyes. "As long as you''re here," she replied, a hint of a smile ying on her lips. Together, they ventured deeper into the cave, the darkness closing in around them. The only sounds were their cautious steps and the rhythmic drip of water somewhere deeper in the earth. The air grew cooler, sending shivers down Lilith''s spine. She huddled closer to him, his warmth aforting presence in the shadowy unknown. The passage twisted and turned, forcing them to duck and weave around low-hanging rocks. Noah like a protector, walked in front, his hand brushing against hers asionally, sending a jolt through her. He could see perfectly in the dark. After what felt like an eternity, the passage began to widen. She directed the heamp beam forward, revealing arge cavern bathed in an ethereal, blue light. They gasped in unison. The cavern walls were adorned with glittering crystals that shimmered and pulsed with an otherworldly glow. The source of the blue light emanated from a pool of water at the cavern''s center, its surface reflecting the dazzling crystals above. "It''s beautiful," she whispered, her voice filled with awe. Adonis stood beside her, speechless for a moment. He turned to her, his eyes reflecting the blue light. "This ce is magical, Lilith," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "Just like you." Their eyes met, a silent conversation passing between them. The shared experience, the thrill of discovery, the unexpected beauty ¨C it all fueled a connection that felt both exhrating and deeply profound. In that moment, surrounded by the magic of the hidden cave, something shifted between them. The yful banter had given way to a newfound understanding, a dawning realization that their adventure had unearthed something far more precious than a hidden passage. Chapter 192: Beautiful Sunset The silence stretched between them, thick with unspoken emotions. Lilith felt a blush creep up her neck, the cool air of the cave doing little to quell the warmth spreading through her. Noah''s words resonated within her, apliment that felt like more than just admiration for the scenery. He cleared his throat, breaking the spell. "So," he began, his voice slightly rough, "what do you say? Explore the pool, or head back before it gets too dark?" She nced at the entrance, a sliver of sunlight barely visible anymore. The cave held a strange allure, a promise of secrets waiting to be discovered. Yet, a part of her worried about venturing deeper without proper gear. "Maybe we shoulde back another day," she suggested tentatively, "prepared with shlights and maybe some climbing gear. This ce deserves a proper exploration, don''t you think?" Noah seemed to ponder this for a moment. "You''re right," he conceded, a hint of disappointment flickering across his face. "We wouldn''t want to get lost or injure ourselves in the dark." He offered his hand, the familiar warmth a weefort. "But hey," he added with a yful wink, "at least we have a reason toe back, right?" Lilith couldn''t help but smile back. The thought of returning to this hidden wonder, filled with anticipation and perhaps even a hint of nervous excitement, sent a thrill through her. "Absolutely," she replied, taking his hand. "We have a reason toe back, and maybe next time, we can explore this whole ce together." As they turned to leave, their gazes met once more. The blue light cast an ethereal glow on their faces, highlighting the unspoken connection that had blossomed between them. This wasn''t just about a hidden waterfall or a secret cave anymore. It was about a shared adventure, a spark of something new, and the promise of more toe. Revitalized by their subterranean adventure, Lilith and Noah emerged from the cave blinking in the golden light ofte afternoon. The yful banter had softened, reced by afortable silence that spoke volumes. They helped each other dry off, theirughter echoing softly as they exchanged yful jabs about who was the most soaked. With a renewed sense of purpose, they donned their dry hiking gear, their backpacks feeling lighter somehow, despite the damp clothes tucked away. The sun began its descent, casting long shadows across the forest floor. "So," he began, his voice warm, "ready to tackle the rest of the climb? Remember, we promised ourselves the summit before sunset." She met his gaze, a determined glint sparkling in her eyes. "Absolutely," she dered, her voice firm. "This cave exploration might have been a detour, but the view from the top is still calling." With a silent understanding, they set off once more. The trail narrowed, winding its way up a steeper incline. The yful teasing had subsided, reced by apanionable silence as they focused on the challenge ahead. Now and then, their hands would brush as they reached for the same handhold, sending a jolt through Lilith that made her heart skip a beat. As they ascended, thendscape transformed around them. The dense forest gave way to a more open terrain, dotted with rugged rock formations and hardy wildflowers clinging to life in the thin mountain air. The air grew cooler, carrying the crisp scent of pine and damp earth. Lilith felt a surge of energy coursing through her. The shared adventure in the cave, the unspoken connection that simmered between them ¨C it all fueled a newfound determination to reach the summit. She nced at Noah beside her, his brow furrowed in concentration as he navigated a particrly rocky section. Even with sweat dampening his hair and a light coating of dust on his clothes, he looked undeniably handsome. They helped each other over tricky obstacles, their movements bing a silentnguage of trust and support. With each step they took, the view unfolded before them, bing more breathtaking with every meter gained. Rolling hills stretched out towards the horizon, bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun. Distant mountains peeked through the hazy sky, their peaks capped with snow that shimmered like scattered diamonds. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, they emerged onto a rocky teau. The world seemed to stretch out endlessly before them, a breathtaking panorama painted in hues of gold, orange, and purple by the setting sun. The wind whipped through their hair, carrying the distant cry of a hawk and the scent of freedom. They had reached the summit. Lilith and Noah stood there, side by side, speechless for a moment, their gazes sweeping across the vastndscape. The feeling of aplishment mingled with a sense of wonder, a shared experience that had brought them closer than ever before. As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in a fiery ze, he turned toward her. His eyes, reflecting the golden light, held a depth she hadn''t seen before. "This view is incredible," he began, his voice barely a whisper. "But it pales inparison to the view right beside me." Her breath hitched in her throat. A blush crept up her cheeks as she met his gaze, a silent understanding passing between them. She found out that the more they spent time together the more emotive she became. Something she didn''t dislike. The day''s adventure had led them to discover not just a breathtaking summit, but a connection that sparkled with the promise of something new and exciting. In the fading light, under the vast expanse of the twilight sky, they stood there, a silent promise hanging in the air, a promise whispered on the wind, as beautiful and boundless as the view before them. Noah, his gaze lingering on Lilith''s face, felt a surge of emotions course through him. The shared adventure, the breathtaking view, thefortable silence that had settled between them ¨C it all built towards this moment. He took a deep breath, his voice a low murmur as he spoke. "Lilith," he began, his voice barely audible above the wind whistling through the mountain pass. "This day has been...incredible. More than I ever imagined." Lilith, her heart pounding in her chest, turned to face him fully. The setting sun cast a warm glow on his face, highlighting the sincerity in his eyes. "It has, hasn''t it?" she replied, her voice a whisper. "More than just a hike, wouldn''t you say?" His gaze dropped to her lips for a fleeting moment before returning to her eyes. His hand reached out, hovering hesitantly in the air before gently brushing a stray strand of hair from her cheek. The warmth of his touch sent shivers down her spine. "There''s something I want to ask," he continued, his voice husky with emotion. "The view is breathtaking, but..." he trailed off, searching her eyes. "There''s something even more beautiful standing right here beside me." ''''You have already said that a few seconds ago,'''' she said and Noah got the perfect response for that. ''''Well, that''s true but I can say it a thousand times because it''s true and good things should be appreciated and mentioned.'''' he shed her a genuine smile that made her heart race and her breath hitch in her throat. A smile found its way on her face as she met his gaze, a silent understanding passing between them. This wasn''t just about the scenery anymore. It was about the connection that had sparked between them, a connection that had grown stronger with every shared moment of the day. Suddenly, Noah''s voice softened even further. "Lilith," he murmured, his eyes filled with a question unspoken, "Would you mind if I held you?" The question hung in the air, a silent plea for a touch, for a moment of closeness. Her heart hammered against her ribs. A shy smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "I..." she began, her voice barely a whisper before a softugh escaped her lips. "I think I''d quite like that, Noah." With that, he gently pulled her into his arms. The warmth of his embrace enveloped her, a sense of security and belonging washing over her. They stood there, their bodies pressed close, their hearts beating in unison. The wind whispered secrets through their hair, and the only sound was the gentle murmur of their shared breaths. At that moment, bathed in the golden light of the setting sun, they found a peace that transcended words. The breathtaking panorama before them paled inparison to the connection they shared. They held each other, a silent promise hanging in the air, a promise whispered on the wind, a promise as beautiful and boundless as the view before them. As thest rays of sunlight dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in a fiery farewell, they remained locked in their embrace. This day, filled with adventure and unexpected beauty, had brought them together in a way they could never have anticipated. And as they stood there, hand in hand, hearts beating as one, they knew maybe this was just the beginning of something incredible. Chapter 193: Cooking meal The world seemed to fade away as Noah pulled Lilith closer. Under the breathtaking tapestry of the sunset, their lips met in a hesitant touch at first. It was a soft exploration, a tentative taste that spoke volumes more than words ever could. But then, as if ignited by the fiery sky above, a spark red between them. The kiss deepened, a surge of passion recing the initial gentleness. Lilith, her inhibitions melting away like thest rays of sunlight, reached up and tangled her fingers in his hair. A gasp escaped her lips as she felt him shift, pulling her even closer. Suddenly, an idea sparked in her mind. With a yful murmur, she pushed back slightly, her eyes sparkling with a newfound boldness. "This view deserves a better seat," she whispered, a hint of a smile ying on her lips. Before Noah could react, she turned and straddled hisp, her body flush against his. The sudden shift sent a jolt through them both, a delicious mixture of surprise and excitement. The world around them seemed to disappear. Lost in the heat of the moment, they devoured each other''s kisses. Their tongues danced, a silent conversation filled with unspoken desires. The wind whispered through the mountain pass, carrying the sound of their ragged breaths and the soft moans that escaped their lips. The setting sun, with its fiery hues, cast a golden glow on their entwined figures, painting a scene of breathtaking beauty and raw passion. They were lost in their own world, a world where only they existed, a world ignited by a spark that had blossomed into a burning inferno. As thest rays of sunlight surrendered to the encroaching darkness, they finally broke apart, their chests heaving, their lips swollen. She leaned her forehead against Noah''s shoulder, her heart pounding a frantic rhythm against her ribs. "Wow," she breathed, her voice trembling slightly. Noah chuckled a low rumble that vibrated through her. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. "That," he murmured, his voice husky, "was even more breathtaking than the view." She couldn''t help but agree. This day, filled with unexpected adventures and a newfound connection, had taken a turn she never could have predicted. But as she looked up at the star-studded sky beginning to emerge, she knew it was a turn for the better. Under the vast expanse of the universe, with the echo of their passionate kiss still lingering on their lips, they sat there, two souls intertwined, a promise whispered on the wind, a promise as endless as the night sky above. As the embers of the sunset faded into a tapestry of twilight, Noah and Lilith finally untangled themselves. Their descent from the mountain was a quieter affair, their hands brushing asionally, a silent reminder of the fire they had ignited on the summit. The yful banter had been reced by afortable silence, punctuated only by the rhythmic crunch of their footsteps on the gravel path. Reaching the foothills, they emerged back into the familiar bustle of the town. The vibrant sights and sounds of the night market filled the air, a stark contrast to the serene beauty they had just witnessed. "Hungry?" He asked, his voice a low rumble. Lilith''s stomach rumbled in response, a rather unmorous answer to his question. She blushed and gave him a sheepish smile. "Starving," she admitted. Continue your quest on m,vl-em-py-r He chuckled, the sound warm and inviting. "Perfect timing then," he dered, gesturing towards the bustling market ahead. "The night market of the school should have everything we need to whip up a delicious feast." Hand in hand, they wandered through the maze of stalls, the aroma of spices and sizzling meats filling their senses. Lilith found herself drawn to a colorful disy of fresh vegetables, their vibrant hues a wee sight after a day spent amidst the greens and browns of the forest. Noah, ever the carnivore, gravitated towards a stall overflowing with glistening cuts of meat. They bartered yfully with the vendors, their newfound connection adding a lightness to their interactions. By the time they secretly reached her room, their bags were overflowing with fresh ingredients, promising a delicious meal to cap off an extraordinary day. Standing on her doorstep, she turned to him, a wide smile gracing her lips. "Thanks for today," she said, her voice sincere. "It was..." she searched for the right word, "unforgettable." Noah met her gaze, his eyes reflecting the warm glow of the nearby streemp. A slow smile spread across his face. "Unforgettable for me too, Lilith," he replied, his voice a husky murmur. He hesitated for a moment, then added, "Would you, perhaps, be interested in letting me help you cook that ''unforgettable'' dinner?" Lilith''s cheeks flushed a delicate pink. The yful banter, the shared adventure, the passionate kiss on the mountaintop ¨C it all swirled in her mind. "I''d like that very much, Noah," she replied, her voice barely a whisper. Stepping through her doorway, the weight of the day settledfortably on them. Theirughter had subsided to a contented hum as they unloaded their haul from the market onto the kitchen counter. The vibrant colors of fresh vegetables and the marbled red of steaks promised a feast both delicious and celebratory. As they began prepping the ingredients, afortablepanionship filled the air. Lilith, chopping onions with practiced ease, caught Noah watching her with a smile ying on his lips. "You know," he said, his voice warm, "you look incredibly bathed in that golden light on the mountaintop, but somehow, dicing onions has its charm." She couldn''t help butugh, a light, carefree sound that filled the kitchen. "Is that your clumsy attempt at flirting, Noah?" she teased, her tone yful. He chuckled a low rumble that sent a shiver down her spine. "Maybe just a touch," he admitted, winking at her. "But seriously, you''re amazing." Thepliment hung in the air, unspoken feelings swirling beneath the surface. They continued cooking infortable silence for a while, the rhythmic chopping and sizzling sounds creating a soundtrack to their blossoming connection. Suddenly, he paused, wiping a bead of sweat from his brow. "You know," he began, his voice casual, "after a day like that, a nice soak in the bath would be heavenly. Don''t you think?" Lilith looked at him, a knowing smile ying on her lips. "Intriguing suggestion, Noah," she replied, mirroring his casual tone. "But is it just the bath you''re suggesting, or is there a delicious meal waiting for me when I emerge?" He grinned the yful glint back in his eyes. "Consider it a two-part n, Lilith," he dered. "First, a rxing bath to wash away the day''s adventures. Then, a delectable feast prepared by a surprisingly talented (and slightly charming) chef." She couldn''t help butugh. "Well, talented chef," she conceded, a yful glint in her own eyes, "we''ll see about that. But a rxing bath does sound heavenly. Consider me convinced." With a wink, she turned towards the bathroom, the yful banter leaving a warm feeling in its wake. As the sound of running water filled the apartment, Noah set about finishing the meal, a smile ying on his lips. This day, filled with unexpected adventures and a newfound spark, had brought them closer than he ever could have imagined. And as he stirred the bubbling sauce, he couldn''t help but think that the most delicious part of the evening was yet toe. The sound of the bathroom door clicking shut was a subtle cue, a silent promise of a pause in their newfound connection. He nced at the clock ¨C enough time for Lilith to unwind before the final touches needed for their meal. He turned back to the simmering pot, humming a tune that escaped his lips unconsciously. The kitchen, usually a solitary space for her, now hummed with a different kind of energy. The counter was a battlefield of spices, colorful vegetables, and the sizzling steak that promised to be the star of the show. It wasn''t just the delicious aroma filling the air, but the anticipation of the evening stretching before him. He carefully arranged the vegetables on a te, adding a sprig of fresh rosemary for a touch of elegance. The methodical task allowed his mind to wander, reying moments from the day like a favorite movie. The hidden waterfall, theughter echoing in the cave, the breathtaking view from the summit ¨C but most vividly, the stolen kiss under the setting sun. A warmth spread through him as he remembered the way Lilith fit perfectly against him, the way her lips had moved with his in a dance of unspoken desire. Just then, the sound of the bathroom door opening broke him from his reverie. She stepped out, enveloped in a fluffy white towel, her hair damp and cascading down her shoulders. The sight took his breath away. She looked breathtaking, even with water droplets clinging to her eyshes and a light flush gracing her cheeks. She was truly a masterpiece. Chapter 194: The Massage Just then, the sound of the bathroom door opening broke him from his reverie. She stepped out, enveloped in a fluffy white towel, her hair damp and cascading down her shoulders. The sight took his breath away. She looked breathtaking, even with water droplets clinging to her eyshes and a light flush gracing her cheeks. "Wow," he breathed, unable to voice his thoughts any further. Lilith met his gaze, somehow a yful smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "Like what you see, chef?" she teased, a hint of self-consciousness in her voice. "More than you know," he confessed, his voice a husky murmur. The air crackled with unspoken tension, a delicious awareness hanging between them. She walked towards the counter, her towel brushing against his arm, sending shivers down his spine. "So," she began, breaking the charged silence, "chef showing off his culinary skills, or is it time for the sous-chef to lend a hand?" He grinned. "Sous-chef," he dered, "consider yourself promoted. We have a few finishing touches left for this masterpiece, and then, the feast can begin." As they worked side-by-side, the yful banter returned, seasoned with unspoken desire. Lilith arranged the food with a practiced eye, while Noah prepared the drinks, stealing nces at her every chance he got. The kitchen, once a space for solitary meals, had transformed into a stage for their budding romance. Finally, with thest te garnished and the candles lit, they carried everything to the table. The aroma of the sizzling steak, the vibrant colors of the vegetables, and the warm glow of the candlelight created a scene of purefort and intimacy. They sat down across from each other, a hesitant silence settling between them. This wasn''t just a meal anymore; it was an invitation, a promise whispered in the breeze. Noah lifted his ss, his gaze locked with Lilith''s. "To a day filled with adventure," he began, his voice warm, "and to new beginnings." Lilith clinked her ss against his, a smile gracing her lips. "To new beginnings," she echoed, the words holding a deeper meaning than either of them could yet articte. As they raised their sses, the candlelight lighted for the asion flickered, casting dancing shadows on the wall. The night stretched before them, filled with the promise of delicious food, sharedughter, and perhaps, something more. This was just the beginning, a taste of a future they were both eager to explore, one delicious bite, one stolen nce, one shared moment at a time. The candlelight glinted in her eyes, they were beautiful. Suddenly, Noah cleared his throat, breaking the charged silence. "So," he began, his voice slightly rough, "how about I give you a massage? You mentioned being sore after our climb." Lilith''s breath hitched in her throat. The massage wasn''t what she had expected, but the suggestion held a certain allure. The image of Noah''s strong hands working out the knots in her muscles sent a shiver down her spine. "That sounds wonderful, Noah," she replied, a hint of a yful challenge in her voice. "But let''s see if your massage skills are as impressive as your culinary talents." Noah grinned a yful glint back in his eyes. Stay informed on m-vl-em-pyr "Challenge epted, my dear Lilith," he dered. "Consider yourself in the care of a very capable masseuse." With that, they cleared away the remaining dishes, the yful banter returning as they prepared the living room for their impromptu spa session. Lilith dimmed the lights, lit a few scented candles, and put on some calming music. Noah, ever the gentleman, fetched some massage oil and a soft nket. As Lilithy down on the makeshift massage table, a wave of nervousness washed over her. Being this close to him, so vulnerable, sent a thrill coursing through her. He began by gently massaging her shoulders, his touch firm but gentle, working out the knots from their strenuous climb. With each passing moment, she felt the tension melt away, reced by a deep sense of rxation. She closed her eyes, savoring the warmth of his touch, the gentle pressure of his hands. The conversation flowed easily, filled with lighthearted jokes and shared stories. As Noah worked his way down her back, his touch lingered a little longer on certain spots, sending shivers down her spine. The air crackled with unspoken desire, an electric current running between them. She found herself holding her breath, caught between the blissful rxation and the undeniable attraction simmering beneath the surface. The massage ended all too soon, leaving Lilith feeling more rxed and exhrated than she had in a long time. As she sat up, their eyes met, a question hanging unspoken in the air. The yful banter had faded, reced by a deeper connection, a yearning for something more. "So," she began, her voice a soft purr, a yful glint returning to her eyes, "how was that for a challenge, Noah? Did I live up to your expectations?" Noah chuckled, a low rumble that vibrated through her. "You surpassed them, Lilith," he admitted, his voice husky with unspoken desire. "You were...incredible." A blush crept up Lilith''s cheeks, but a yful smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "Well then," she countered, her voiceced with a hint of challenge, "it''s only fair I return the favor. Are you ready to see if your muscles are as rxed as mine?" Noah''s eyes widened with surprise, then a slow smile spread across his face. "Challenge epted," he dered, his voice brimming with amusement. With their roles reversed, he found himself lying on the makeshift massage table, a hint of nervousness fluttering in his stomach. Lilith dimmed the lights even further, the flickering candlelight casting yful shadows on the walls. The calming music continued its soft melody, creating an atmosphere of intimacy that sent a shiver down his spine. Lilith approached him with a confident grace, the yful glint in her eyes reced by a newfound seriousness. She poured a generous amount of massage oil into her palms, warming it between her hands before gently applying it to his shoulders. Her touch was surprisingly firm, her fingers expertly working out the knots he hadn''t even realized were there. "See," Lilith murmured, her voice a soft purr, "a day of hiking can take atoll even on the strongest of backs." Noah couldn''t help but chuckle, the sound rumbling deep in his chest. "Apparently," he conceded, his voice slightly rough. "But I wouldn''t mind enduring a few more hikes if it meant another massage like this." Lilith''s lips twitched into a smile, a hint of amusement dancing in her eyes. "We can discuss thatter, Noah," she replied, her voiceced with a yful challenge. "For now, focus on rxing. Let me work my magic." As Lilith continued her ministrations, Noah found himself captivated. Her touch was not just firm, but possessed a delicate grace that sent shivers down his spine. He closed his eyes, focusing on the gentle pressure of her hains, the calming scent of the massage oil, and the intoxicating nearness of her body. The conversation flowed easily, filled with whispered jokes and shared stories. With each passing moment, the air crackled with a newfound intimacy. Lilith''s touch lingered a little longer on certain areas, sending a jolt of desire through him. He found himself holding his breath, caught between the blissful rxation and the undeniable attraction simmering just beneath the surface. As Lilith finished the massage, afortable silence settled between them. The yful banter had softened, reced by a deep sense of connection, a yearning for something more. Noah opened his eyes to find Lilith gazing at him, her expression a captivating mix of tenderness and unspoken desire. "So," he finally managed, his voice husky with unspoken emotions, "how did I fare as a client, Lilith?" Her lips curved into a slow smile. "Exceedingly well, Noah," she replied, her voice a soft whisper. "In fact, I''d say you were the most rxed, and perhaps the most enjoyable client I''ve ever had." The air crackled with unspoken possibilities. Theyy there for a moment, lost in each other''s gaze, the candlelight painting their faces in a warm glow. Then, as if drawn by an invisible force, Noah leaned in closer, his lips hovering a breath away from hers. The night stretched before them, filled with the promise of stolen kisses, whispered secrets, and the exploration of a connection that had blossomed under the setting sun. After their intimate exchange, afortable silence descended upon them, thick with unspoken desires and a newfound understanding. A low hum of the calming music filled the air, a gentle reminder of the quiet intimacy they shared. Lilith broke the silence first, a yful glint returning to her eyes. "So," she began, a hint of a smile dancing on her lips, "ready for another challenge, Noah?" Noah chuckled, the sound rumbled deep in his chest. "Always," he dered, a yful glint mirroring hers. "But this time, perhaps something a little less¡­rxing?" Lilith chuckled. "Exactly," she confirmed, her voiceced with a hint of mischief. She rose from the makeshift massage table and headed towards a shelf, disappearing for a moment before returning with a familiar wooden box tucked under her arm. The Novel will be updated first on this website. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone! Chapter 195: Jenga and Truth or Spill Lilith chuckled. "Exactly," she confirmed, her voiceced with a hint of mischief. She rose from the makeshift massage table and headed towards a shelf, disappearing for a moment before returning with a familiar wooden box tucked under her arm. "Jenga, are you in?" she announced a yful challenge in her voice. Noah''s eyes lit up with amusement. "Now that''s a game I can get behind," he dered, sitting up and stretching his newly rxed muscles. The yful banter returned as they cleared the coffee table and set up the Jenga tower. The atmosphere shifted from one of quiet intimacy to lightheartedpetition. Lilith, ever the strategist, carefully nned her moves, her eyes narrowed in concentration. Noah, on the other hand, relied on his quick reflexes and a touch of bravado, asionally pulling off daring maneuvers that made her gasp in mock horror. Theirughter filled the room as the tower grew taller and more precarious. With each passing turn, the game became a metaphor for their burgeoning connection ¨C a delicate bnce of yfulpetition and unspoken attraction. Finally, with the tower precariously tall and tension mounting, it was Lilith''s turn. She studied the tower, her brow furrowed in concentration. He watched her with a mixture of amusement and nervous anticipation. "Here goes nothing," she finally muttered, reaching out a hand to carefully remove a block. The tower wobbled precariously, sending shivers down both their spines. He held his breath, waiting for the inevitable crash. But to his surprise, the tower remained standing. Lilith let out a triumphant cheer, a yful twinkle in her eyes. Find more chapters on m_v l|e-NovelFire "See, Noah?" she teased, a yful smile dancing on her lips. "Sometimes, strategy wins over recklessness." Noah chuckled, a hint of admiration in his voice. "Touch¨¦, Lilith," he conceded, his voice yful. "But just this once. Next round, I''ll have you begging for mercy." The game continued, filled withughter, yful jabs, and the asional near-disaster. As the night wore on, thepetition faded into the background, reced by afortablepanionship. Finally, with the Jenga tower lying in a glorious heap on the coffee table, they both sank back onto the couch, exhaustion mingled with exhration. Lilith leaned her head against Noah''s shoulder, afortable silence settling between them. "That was fun," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper. "It was," Noah agreed, his voice husky. He nced down at her, his gaze lingering on her lips. The yful banter had faded, reced by a yearning for something more. "But perhaps," he continued, his voice a low murmur, "it''s time for a different kind of game?" She met his gaze, a slow smile creeping across her face. The night stretched before them, filled with possibilities, a delicious continuation of a day that had rewritten the definition of unforgettable. The yful tension lingered in the air after their exhrating Jenga battle. Lilith stretchednguidly, her back arching against the soft couch as a contented sigh escaped her lips. Noah watched her, captivated by the way the firelight danced in her eyes. "Ready for round two, Noah?" She challenged a yful glint in her eyes. "But this time, let''s test your luck rather than your reflexes." He grinned. "Is that a dare, dear Lilith? Because I''m never one to back down from a challenge, especially when ites from you." He rose from the couch and stretched, his muscles pleasantly achy from the Jengapetition. Lilith chuckled, always eager forpetition between them. "Perfect," she dered, heading towards a cab. She rummaged through the shelves for a moment before emerging triumphantly, a box with a familiar dice cup and scorecards in hand. "Yahtzee, are you in?" she announced, a yful smirk on her face. Noah''s eyes lit up with recognition. "Ah, Yahtzee," he chuckled. "A game of pure chance, or perhaps a test of strategic rolling?" He sauntered towards her, his voiceced with yful amusement. She raised an eyebrow in challenge. "We''ll see about that, Noah. Don''t underestimate the power of a lucky roll." They settled back on the couch, the coffee table transformed into their battlefield. Noah, ever the charmer, offered her the first roll with a flourish. She epted with a yful curtsy, the dice ttering satisfyingly in the cup before she rolled them onto the table. The game unfolded with a mix of yful banter and lightheartedpetition. Lilith, with surprising focus, strategized her rolls, meticulously marking down her score. Noah, on the other hand, relied on a mix of luck and yful taunts, asionally erupting in mock outrage when his rolls didn''t favor him. With each passing round, the yful jabs morphed into yful touches ¨C a brush of hands as they reached for the dice cup, a lingering gaze across the table. The game wasn''t just about scoring points anymore; it was about the connection that crackled between them with every roll. Finally, after a series of nail-biting rolls and yful usations of cheating, the final score was tallied. She emerged victorious, a triumphant smile lighting up her face. "Looks like luck was on my side tonight, Noah," she teased, a yful glint in her eyes. He feigned a dramatic sigh, clutching his heart theatrically. "s, defeated by a master of chance," he dered, his voiceced with amusement. Then, a slow smile spread across his face. "But perhaps I can convince you for a rematch sometime soon?" Lilith met his gaze, she smiled and her smile mirrored his. "Perhaps," she replied, her voice a whisper. "But next time, be warned, Noah. I might not be so easy on you." The night stretched before them, filled with the promise of sharedughter, stolen nces, and the exploration of a connection that deepened with every yful interaction. The yful tension hung heavy in the air after their Yahtzee battle. She stretchednguidly on the couch again, a contented sigh escaping her lips. The firelight danced in her eyes, captivating Noah. "So, Lilith," Adonis began, his voice husky, "ready to test your luck and honesty?" Lilith met his gaze, a yful glint sparking in her own. "Always up for a challenge, my dear Noah," she countered, "especially if it involves a little truth or dare." A slow smile spread across Noah''s face. "Perfect," he dered, reaching down and pulling a bottle from behind his back. The clink of ss against ss echoed in the room as he revealed a bottle of amber liquid. "Thought we could raise the stakes a little." Her eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Whiskey, huh?" she questioned, a hint of amusement in her voice. "Trying to loosen my lips before the truth starts flowing?" Noah chuckled, a low rumble emanating from his chest. "Maybe just a little," he admitted, winking at her. "But hey, it wouldn''t be a proper game night without a little something to warm us up." She couldn''t help butugh, the sound filling the room. His yful confidence was disarming, and a warmth spread through her. He was always fun. ''''Alright, Noah," she conceded a yful challenge in her voice, "you''ve convinced me. But remember, two can y at this game." They settled back on the couch, the coffee table once again transformed into their battlefield. This time, however, the weapons were not dice but honesty and a hint of liquid courage. He uncorked the bottle and poured two amber shots into sses he''d magically produced. "To a night of games,ughter, and maybe a few secrets revealed," he dered, raising his ss in a toast. Lilith clinked her ss against his, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "To games,ughter, and who knows what else the night may hold," she countered, her voice a husky whisper. They took their shots, the burn of the whiskey sending a warm tingle down Lilith''s throat. With a yful spin on the ssic "Truth or Dare," they created their own game ¨C "Sip or Spill." Noah, with a mischievous grin, spun a small ss bottle they found on the table, letting itnd on him for the first turn. "Alright, Lilith," he announced, his voiceced with amusement, "Truth or Spill?" Lilith, emboldened by the whiskey and the yful atmosphere, took a daring chance. "Spill," she dered, a yful smirk gracing her lips. His grin widened. "Alright, here it goes," he began, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "The most embarrassing thing that''s ever happened to you on a date?" Lilith''s breath hitched in her throat, but she met his gaze head-on. Taking a deep breath, sheunched into a hrious story about a disastrous blind date organized by one of her former friends where her date ended up spilling red wine all over himself ¨C and the expensive white tablecloth ¨C at a fancy restaurant. Noah although curious about the oue of the date and a little jealous couldn''t help butugh. Theirughter filled the room as she finished her story, tears welling up in her eyes from amusement. The whiskey had loosened her inhibitions, and a sense of carefree joy filled the air. Their game continued a delicious blend ofughter, yful jabs, and unexpected revtions. Noah spilled his high school crush on his teacher (much to her amusement because everyone knew back then), while she admitted her secret love for cheesy romance novels (which he found endearing). With each truth revealed, each secret spilled, and the connection between them deepened. They saw each other in a new light, appreciating the vulnerabilities and quirks that made them who they were. The initial spark of their hike had blossomed into something more, fueled byughter, shared stories, and a growing trust. As the night wore on, the whiskey bottle grew lighter, and the questions became more personal, more daring. Lilith found herself spilling about her fears, the vulnerability etched on her face a stark contrast to her earlier yful demeanor. Noah, in turn, confessed his fears about letting someone in again. Chapter 196: Sex Addict R~18 As the night wore on, the whiskey bottle grew lighter, and the questions became more personal, more daring. Lilith found herself spilling about her fears, the vulnerability etched on her face a stark contrast to her earlier yful demeanor. Noah, in turn, confessed his fears about letting someone in again. But through their shared vulnerabilities, a sense of understanding bloomed. They saw in each other a reflection of their fears and desires, a longing for connection that resonated deep within them. In that moment, filled with honesty and a touch of the whiskey''s warmth, the game transcended simple entertainment. It became a bridge, bringing them closer than they ever thought possible. The bottle eventually emptied, leaving behind afortable silence. Lilith and Noah sat there, lost in each other''s gaze, the unspoken question hanging They started kissing after a momentary staring context. Noah and Lilith kept kissing intensively while caressing each other. They felt like each other''s lips were sweet like heavenly nectar they couldn''t get enough of. Their bodies intertwined, their passion growing with every touch. The room filled with the intoxicating scent of desire as their love ignited a fire within them. Their kisses became more fervent, each one a delicious taste of ecstasy. He traced his fingers along her jawline, his touch sending shivers down her spine. Her hands explored Noah'' strong physique, feeling the heat radiating from his body. As their lips met again and again, time seemed to stand still. They lost themselves in the depths of their love, their souls entwined in a dance of pleasure and longing. Every kiss became a gentle whisper of love, a silent promise of forever. The world around them faded away, leaving only the two of them in a realm of passion and intimacy. They surrendered to the moment, letting their desires guide them to new heights of pleasure. In that sacred space, they discovered a love that transcended the physical. Their kisses became anguage of their own, speaking volumes of their devotion and adoration. They were lost in a sea of sensation, their hearts beating as one. And as they continued to kiss, their love grew stronger. They knew that this connection was more than just physical; it was a bond that would withstand any test of time. Their kisses were a testament to their love, a deration of their eternal desire for each other. In that moment, they were consumed by the sweetness of their love, their lips locked in a passionate embrace. They had found heaven in each other''s arms, and they knew they would never let go. He quickly undressed her. He caressed her body, slowly but with passion, he soon moved down and started giving her a cunnilingus. At the moment he was having fun right now. He loved to have sex, loved to bask in the waves of carnal pleasure, but what he loved more than anything was to see a woman lose all her restraint in the throes of passion and moan and beg him to give her more. The sense of empowerment it filled him with was something that could never be exined in mere words. He just loved it all. He felt like he was like a musician fine-tuning an instrument to bring out the best sound possible out of the device. As if on cue, the moaning noises, that Lilith had been trying her hardest to stifle and suppress, came out stronger than ever before due to his machinations. Prompted by her sweet noise and reaction to his cunnilingus, he went even further into her depths and worked hard to provide her with even more pleasure. He used his tongue, his lips, and even his nose to taste, smell, and imprint every part of her sexual flesh like a gourmet devouring their food. Persistently going after a woman''s weak points caused even thisposed Witch of Destruction to lose control of her senses and writhe in the absolute pleasure that the boy was bringing her pleasure. "Ahh, I-it feel too good." Her tongue was bing loose from all the ecstasy she was receiving. Slowly she stopped caring about acting like a prim and proper youngdy and simply focused on the pleasure of the moment. Her lower stomach had begun twitching and spasming already from the delight that was wrecking through her whole body; it was evident that she had severely underestimated the lengths of pleasure that a cunnilingus could bring to a woman. Her love juices flowed endlessly as he kept licking on and on,pping up all her juices and devouring her sloppy cunt like there was no tomorrow. She always acted very calctively, and on point, so it was not often that he saw her shaken by something which surpassed her expectations of such an event. As he continued licking and sucking on her overflowing garden, he gradually figured out where she was the most sensitive¡ª the points he had to tweak to get the most reaction out of her. Her urethra was apparently a weakness, something that was umon among girls. She also responded quite well to stimtion provided to the clitoris and vagina of course, but the way her entire body trembled whenever he bumped into her clit made him recognize it as the biggest point of pleasure for her. He focused all of his attention on that ce and made an all-out attack there. "!!" Seemingly, she started to panic when he searched out her weak points, but she did not tell him to stop, her body not letting her, and pressed his head against her crotch even harder than ever before. He wanted to fill her with even more pleasure too, so he persistently licked her on that ce till she couldn''t take in the pleasure anymore. "Noah, if you keep licking there, I-I''ll¡­ ahhhhhh~~!" A tremor ran through the surface of her slender body. Her hips writhed as if trying to escape the overwhelming sensation, but she could not move it much in this situation. As he mercilessly licked at her weak points, she finally raised a cry of joy and despair simultaneously as her body finally reached its limits. A liquid sprayed from the hole of her garden, the ce he had been so persistently licking all the whole. She was squirting right now, a phenomenon that was typically not seen in females. It was a very rare urrence even for him and it made him even prouder as he had indeed brought her to the greatest height of pleasure possible. Without warning Noah prated her while she was still sensitive. He started pounding away without thinking more about her circumstances or what she may be feeling. "Ah, ah, kh~, i-if you''re that rough¡­ Ahh~!" His wild and feral hip thrusts was too much for Lilith whocked experiences. She arched her back and writhed all around, but he could not stop himself from hammering her any longer. Since she had given him the green light once, he would never back down. He was fully focused on thrusting inside her depths and peering it open so that her insides would remember his shape, hardness, and thickness. He would not let her vagina tighten back up after loosening it with his beastly organ. "Ahh, you just got even bigger!" Women could apparently sense even slight changes that the male organ could have once they were inside their depths. Somehow she seemed to be waiting for this very moment. He felt another form of desire boiling up within him. He wanted to make this silver hairedpletely his again and again, forever if possible. He wanted to dye her in his colors. And he would do so by filling her up with his raunchy cum. He had already been excited all along while licking her quim and it did not take long for him to cum inside her. The two of them kissed and he thrust as deep inside her as he could manage or rather her vagina would let him before entering the process of ejaction. His dick swelled out all at once, he felt something racing up the rapidly throbbing shaft, and the viscous liquid erupted from the tip of his bulbous protrusion to shoot deep inside her depths and fill up her vagina hole. "H-Here ites." She easily detected the throbbing of something flowing through his swollen cock. Her eyes widened as his massive rod throbbed powerfully within her depths. The throbbing of his cock spread to her entire body and she writhed from the pleasure of being cummed inside by the person she loved with all her heart. Your journey continues with m v|l--NovelFire "Ahhhhh~!" He let out onest moan as the hot cream burst from the tip of his penis. She breathed in and out to control the fast beating of her heart. Stars seemed to shine around her as her mind wentpletely nk because of the overwhelming pleasure that was filling her whole body and existence. Finally, after a few seconds of riding out the intense climax that wrecked through both of their bodies, his ejaction finally ended, but their lovemaking had not. This is just the beginning. The Novel will be updated first on this website. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone! Chapter 197: Improvement R~18 "Ahhhhh~!" He let out onest moan as the hot cream burst from the tip of his penis. Lilith breathed in and out to control the fast beating of her heart. Stars seemed to shine around her as her mind wentpletely nk because of the overwhelming pleasure that was filling her whole body and existence. Finally, after a few seconds of riding out the intense climax that wrecked through both of their bodies, his ejaction finally ended, but their lovemaking had not. This is just the beginning. "Are you up for another round, my sweet Lilith?" Lilith had no need to answer verbally. The way her vagina twitched and tightened around him was all the answer he needed in his opinion. "Then let''s change positions." Smiling, he took her by the hips and turned her around slowly while moving her legs to the side. In the end, without even taking his still-hardened cock out of her vaginal flesh, she now found herself on all fours¡ª the traditional doggy style. "Oh!" Noah eximed, gulping down hard at the sight before him and his cock which had been softening ever so slightly grew immediately back to its full length and hardness. In fact, the sight was so stimting that it had grown far harder than before; something he didn''t believe to be possible. Her soft skin was a pale white shade and her visible shoulder des and spine were utterly attractive to her eyes. Her back was slender and curved, but her butt swelled out to produce beautiful curves that made her look like a subus eagerly waiting to milk him dry. Gulp! He gulped again at the wonderful sight and then parted her well-grown ass aside to check within. The desire to defile her was growing and filling his mind even more than before. His mind was filled with nothing but an absolute desire for conquest and to make her submit to his manhood. To make her his, in body, mind, and soul, to own every part of her being again and again. This was an ugly feeling that Noah found himself having more frequently in recent times. His psyche was getting more and more apparent to him. But he did not fight such a feeling. He bathed in it instead and epted it as an integral part of himself. Pulling a little back to adjust himself behind her, he grabbed her tight butt with a possessive grip and slowly pushed his raging erection into her beautiful feminine entrance. The gateway to pleasure. Her vagina alluringly squeezed as if to show off how badly it wanted to devour his dick. He loved that reaction so much that he thrust the rest of the way inside her all at once. "Ahhh~!" He relished her cries and moan but this time he did not act like a brute. "Lilith, I want you to remember that you are mine. Now and forever." "Yess~!" Noah sweep in the atmosphere saw something igniting in her, a primal longing for power within him, and Lilith eagerly embraced it with unadulterated delight, devoid of any hesitation. She had reached a point where she no longer cared about her responses, and even in a state ofplete sanity, she would not have declined. Noah had be her soulmate, an irreceable presence in her life, transcending the boundaries of time and mortality. She pledged her unwavering allegiance to him, willing to listen and obey his everymand. Unable to resist the overwhelming desires coursing through her body, she began to sway her hips seductively, surrendering to the intense pleasure that enveloped her. With each movement, her inner core tightly embraced his shaft, heightening the pleasure to unprecedented levels. Although she longed to see his face, she reveled in the ecstasy of their current position. Beads of sweat drenched her back and buttocks as she exhaled heated breaths, stealing nces at him with eyes filled with desire and affection. Her back trembled uncontrobly, and her intimate muscles clenched around him, signaling her climax, solely from the thrusting depths he provided. But this was not enough. Noah was determined to immerse herpletely in a sea of pleasure. Their hipbones collided with force against her perfectly round derriere, causing it to jiggle with each impact, intensifying their mutual pleasure. "Please~ Please~!" she pleaded, lost in a world where their desires merged into one. "Ohhhh! Ohhhhhh!" she eximed, punctuating their passionate encounter. He ravished her with the intensity of a wild animal, a fitting approach when dealing with a shapeshifter like her. Sweat drenched their bodies, and a cascade of love juices flowed from her, saturating his cock with their sticky hues. He gritted his teeth, feeling himself nearing the edge of climax once again. Pleasuring himself within the confines of her extraordinary pussy was a guarantee that he wouldn''tst much longer. The way her inner walls clung to the tip of his member was almost surreal, driving him to the brink of madness. Despite his efforts to prolong the experience, his throbbing erection continued to expand, eagerly exploring the depths of her feminine flesh. Yet, he persisted, sensing that she, too, teetered on the brink of ecstasy. Finally, the long-awaited moment arrived. Her movements ceased abruptly, and she emitted a high-pitched moan reminiscent of a primal creature. ''''Wohhhh!" In tandem, he let out a bestial roar, thrusting as deeply as possible before releasing the torrent of pent-up release he had saved for this precise instant. His cock trembled inside her, pulsating as it expelled hot streams of semen against her cervix, spreading and mingling throughout her warm folds. She moaned and groaned with fervor, her drenched core tightening, striving to extract everyst drop of his throbbing manhood. She relished the pulsations and the satisfaction of being filled with his thick essence. His member softened after the second consecutive climax, only to reawaken as it remained nestled within her, stimted by the quivering embrace of her intimate passage. Once his arousal reached its peak once more, he resumed his rhythmic thrusts. Lilith, lying spent on the bed, felt a surge of panic as she sensed him moving within her depths once again. "Noah~!?" she gasped. Leaning forward, he spoke, his thrusts unwavering, "I had intended to take it easy on you, but¡ª" A light pnded on her jiggling buttocks, eliciting a whimpering moan from her. Pah! "Wait, what ar- please wait." Discover more stories at m,v l''e-NovelBin Despite her urging, he held her tightly, his passion consuming him. He caressed her gently, cherishing every moment, and embraced her with tenderness. She gasped in pleasure as their bodies moved in perfect harmony, the intensity building with each movement. Their connection intensified, creating a symphony of pleasure that filled the room. "Ah, this is overwhelming. I surrender. You win. Please...ahh~! Let''s take a moment." "I''m not finished yet! I want more!" It was remarkable how her strength waned faster than his, but she was like a shooting star reaching the end of its journey. Beads of sweat adorned her flushed skin, tears and kisses mingled on her face, and she surrendered to the ecstasy that enveloped her, teetering on the edge of bliss and madness. With each thrust, their passion flowed, creating a rhythm that echoed their desire. Every withdrawal brought a delicate sound, heightening their pleasure. "Ah, let me catch my breath, please!" "No! My dear revel in the pleasure!" His relentless ardor reached the depths of her being, shaking her to her core. The rougher he became, the more she craved, a cycle of unending delight. In that moment, he abandoned all pretense and focused solely on fulfilling her deepest desires, ones she had been too shy to voice. Her body clenched with each orgasm, waves of pleasure crashing over her. The orgasms merged, creating an unbroken stream of ecstasy that threatened to drive her to madness. But he never relented. His thrusts persisted, his arousal unyielding. He climaxed multiple times, yet still he continued, his passion unabated. He stirred the depths of her love with devotion. But even his insatiable desire had its limits. Summoning his final strength, he let out a triumphant cry. As she arched her back, his hands held her tenderly. Their connection deepened, their souls intertwining. And in that moment, he released his essence, filling her with a love that would echo through the night. Even he felt his spirit soar with the intensity of this climax. Noah gently rested his cheek against her soft back, needing a moment to catch his breath. Only when his arousal had subsidedpletely did he withdraw from her. Her tender walls, worn from the intense pounding, struggled to close on their own, allowing a milky fluid to trickle out. Lilithy motionless,pletely spent from the overwhelming pleasure, her body limp and unable to move. Surveying the aftermath, a sense of pride and contentment washed over Noah. He felt a profound sense of fulfillment, as if he had reached a state of enlightenment. Something was certain for sure, Noah should never let this woman go. She is such a treasure who makes him feel awesome. She is priceless. He secretly vowed to protect her and together they''d grow stronger. At the moment he was not just thinking only of using her but he began to imagine their future together which could be considered an huge improvement, improvement he was unaware of. Chapter 198: A Demon In the heart of the sprawling metropolis, a stark contrast to the serene tranquility of Noah and Lilith''s shared haven, a group of five men huddled in a dimly lit alleyway. The air was thick with the stench of cheap wine and unwashed bodies, a pungent aroma that clung to the grimy brick walls like a second skin. Their faces, etched with the harsh lines of a life lived on the fringes of society, were a testament to the relentless grind of survival. The leader, a burly man with a scar that ran from his temple to his chin, was the focus of the group''s attention. His voice, rough and gravelly, carried the weight of unspoken authority. "The job''s a risk, no doubt," he was saying, his voice low and measured, "but the reward is worth it. Enough to set us up for life, boys. We just gotta be smart about it." A murmur of agreement rippled through the group. The promise of a life beyond the alleyways, a life filled withfort and security, was a powerful motivator. Yet, the underlying tension was palpable, a silent acknowledgment of the dangers that lurked in the shadows of their chosen path. Suddenly, a rumbling sound echoed through the alley, a deep, guttural growl that seemed to vibrate through the very ground. The thugs froze, their eyes wide with fear. The leader, his hand instinctively reaching for the hilt of a hidden knife, strained to hear the source of the disturbance. "What the hell was that?" he muttered, his voice barely audible above the pounding of his heart. The others exchanged nervous nces, their bodies tensed, ready to flee at the first sign of danger. The city, known for its vibrant life, had a darker underbelly. And tonight, it seemed, that underbelly was about to reveal one of its most terrifying secrets. From the inky ckness of the alleyway, a figure emerged. The man was a stark contrast to the grimy surroundings. His skin was an unnatural pallor, a sickly white that seemed almost translucent in the dim light. His eyes, however, were the true harbinger of unease. They were a deep, blood-red, burning with an intensity that chilled the blood. The thugs, hardened by a life on the streets, felt a shiver run down their spines. There was something unnatural, almost inhuman, about this man. His presence was like a cold draft in a warm room, a discordant note in the symphony of their squalid existence. Fear, raw and primal, gripped the men. They had seen their share of violence, but this man, with his pallid skin and eyes that seemed to pierce the darkness, was something else entirely. It was as if they were looking into the abyss, and the abyss was looking back. The man, Alucard, bowed with an almost regal grace, his movements incongruous with the grimy alleyway. His voice, when he spoke, was a smooth baritone, carrying an echo of ancient power. "d to meet you," he said, his tone dripping with a chilling politeness. "I''m Alucard. You might call me a demon." The words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken menace. The thugs, already on the brink of fear, were pushed over the edge. The revtion of Alucard''s true nature sent a wave of terror through them. They had encountered their share of dangerous individuals, but nothing had prepared them for this. The weakest among them, his nerve already frayed, copsed to the ground, his body trembling uncontrobly. He wet himself in abject terror, a pathetic disy of human frailty in the face of the supernatural. The others, though trying to maintain a semnce of courage, were visibly shaken. Their hands trembled, their eyes darted nervously around the alley, searching for an escape route that didn''t exist. Alucard, however, seemed unperturbed by their fear. His crimson eyes held them captive, a gaze that promised both torment and oblivion. His demeanor was that of a predator surveying its prey, a calcted indifference that only served to heighten the terror of his captives. The stage was set for a confrontation, a sh between the human world and the realm of darkness. The leader, a flicker of defiance recing the initial terror, drew a small, worn-out revolver. His aim was shaky, a testament to the fear that still gripped him. With a desperate flick of his wrist, he fired, the bullet a desperate plea for survival. Alucard, however, was prepared. As the fireball erupted from the leader''s weapon, he vanished into thin air, his form dissolving into a swirling mist. The bullets, aimed at an empty space, ricocheted off the alley walls, their impact echoing through the narrow confines. The leader, momentarily stunned, was met with a chilling realization. His opponent was not merely a dangerous man, but a creature of shadow and mist, a being from a realm beyond humanprehension. The remaining thugs, their courage evaporated, huddled together, their eyes wide with terror. Alucard, a phantom in the night, reappeared behind the leader, his crimson eyes glowing ominously. His hand, swift as a striking cobra, reached out and grabbed the leader by the throat. The man''s struggle was futile, his cries for mercy lost in the echo of his own fear. With a cold, calcted efficiency, Alucard squeezed the life from the leader. The man''s body went limp in his grasp, a lifeless husk. The remaining thugs, witnessing the gruesome spectacle, copsed to the ground, their minds shattered by the horror of what they had seen. Alucard, his mission aplished, released the lifeless body. It fell to the ground with a sickening thud, a stark reminder of the consequences of challenging the unknown. He turned to the remaining thugs, his gaze a chilling blend of contempt and indifference. They were no longer a threat, just broken men, their spirits crushed by the terror they had witnessed. With a final, contemptuous nce, Alucard turned and vanished into the night, leaving behind a scene of carnage and fear. Thealleyway, once filled with the tension of a brewing confrontation, was now a macabre tableau of human fear and supernatural power. Alucard, the demon from the bands, materialized before a dpidated tavern, its weathered sign creaking in the non-existent wind. The building exuded an aura of decay, a ce where shadows seemed to linger a little longer. Despite thete hour, a handful of patrons clung to the dim light within, their silhouettes barely discernible through the grimy windows. Ignoring the curious stares of the patrons, Alucard stepped into the tavern. The interior was as grim as the exterior promised. The air was thick with the stale scent of ale and tobo, a pungent mix that clung to the low ceiling. The wooden floorboards groaned underfoot, each step a reminder of the building''s age. He made his way through the dimly lit room, his presence a stark contrast to the subdued atmosphere. Without a word or a nce at the patrons, he descended the worn wooden staircase leading to the basement. At the bottom of the stairs, a heavy wooden door stood imposingly. It was unadorned, save for a worn brass knocker shaped like a grotesque gargoyle. Alucard raised his hand and knocked three times, the echoes of the sound reverberating through the quiet basement. A moment of silence passed, then a voice, deep and resonant, echoed from within. "Enter," it said, the tone carrying an air of authority that belied the cramped, subterranean chamber. Continue reading on m_v--NovelBin The door creaked open, revealing a small, dimly lit room. At the far end, behind a cluttered desk, sat an old man. His face, etched with lines of age and wisdom, was framed by a long, white beard. His eyes, though clouded by years, held a piercing intensity. "My greetings, Priest," Alucard said, his voice echoing in the confined space. The old man nodded, his voice a low rumble, "Wee to the human world, Alucard." The room was filled with an assortment of strange objects, from dusty tomes to peculiar-looking instruments. The air was thick with the scent of incense and old paper, creating an atmosphere that was bothforting and unsettling. The old man''s presence, a blend of serenity and hidden power, added to the room''s enigmatic aura. It was clear that this was no ordinary meeting ce. "Would you prefer tea or coffee?" The old man asked, his voice carrying a hint of weariness. Alucard, without hesitation, replied, "Tea, please." He took a seat across from the old man, his posture rigid, his eyes fixed on the aged priest. The room, already dim, seemed to grow darker in his presence, a silent acknowledgment of the supernatural forces at y. As the old man busied himself with preparing the tea, Alucard studied the room. It was a world away from the gritty alleyways and the fiery battle he had just endured. Here, in this quiet sanctuary, it felt like time had slowed to a crawl. The air was thick with the scent of incense, and the soft glow of a few candles cast dancing shadows on the walls, creating an atmosphere of bothfort and mystery. Chapter 199: Lurking Shadow "So, what brings you out of the Bands?" The old man inquired, his voice carrying a hint of curiosity. Alucard, his fingers idly toying with his teacup, replied, "Well, on a reconnaissance mission. After what happened with the Jester, our lord wished to proceed with the n cautiously. I''m here to observe." The old man nodded in understanding. "I see," he murmured, his gaze fixed on the flickering candlelight. "Did you get what I asked for?" Alucard inquired, his voice carrying a subtle urgency. The old man reached into a drawer, producing two items. "Of course. Here are the forget paper and your yer''s identity to sneak into a dungeon under the association''s radar," he exined, cing the items on the table. Alucard examined the items meticulously, his fingers tracing the edges of the forget paper. "These are well-made," hemented, his voiceced with approval. "I pride myself on my craftsmanship," the old man replied, a hint of pride in his voice. "Yeah, yeah! Where is my mansion, the ce I''ll be staying?" Alucard demanded, his patience wearing thin. The old man chuckled, shaking his head at the young man''s impatience. "I understand your eagerness," he said, "Someone will apany you shortly." With a wave of his hand, the old man summoned a young man, his features sharp and alert. "Show the guest to his residence," he instructed, his voice carrying an air of authority. The young man nodded, his eyes briefly meeting Alucard''s in a silent acknowledgment. Without another word, he turned and led the way out of the tavern. The mansion was a stark contrast to the grimy alleyway Alucard had just left. It stood tall and imposing, a Gothic structure that seemed to defy thews of gravity. Its exterior was a blend of ck stone and crimson ss, giving it an otherworldly appearance. Towering spires pierced the night sky, casting long, ominous shadows. As they approached, the massive iron gates swung open, revealing a sprawling courtyard bathed in the soft glow of moonlitnterns. The mansion was surrounded by manicured gardens, their dark foliage contrasting sharply with the pale moonlight. It was a ce of stark beauty and hidden secrets, a perfect residence for a man of Alucard''s enigmatic nature. Alucard stepped into the mansion, the heavy oak doors closing behind him with a resounding thud. The interior was as imposing as the exterior, a grand hall stretching out before him, its walls adorned with intricate tapestries depicting scenes of mythical battles and ancient lore. The floor, made of polished marble, gleamed under the soft glow of crystal chandeliers that hung from the ornate ceiling. A grand staircase, sweeping up to the upper floors, was the centerpiece of the hall. It was crafted from the same ck stone as the mansion''s exterior, its steps adorned with intricate carvings. To the left and right, double doors led to what promised to be equally grand rooms. Alucard took a moment to appreciate the architectural splendor of his new abode. It was a stark contrast to the grim alleyways and shadowy underworld he was ustomed to. This was a ce of power and influence, a symbol of his status in this world. With a satisfied nod, he began to explore. The first room he entered was a study, lined with bookshelves filled with leather-bound tomes. Arge oak desk stood in the center, its surface cluttered with maps, scrolls, and various arcane artifacts. The room exuded an aura of schrly pursuit, a ce where knowledge was revered. The next room was a bedroom, a vast chamber dominated by a four-poster bed draped in rich velvet. The walls were adorned with tapestries depicting scenes of nature, a stark contrast to the battle scenes in the main hall. A firece, made of ck marble, cast a warm glow in the room, creating an atmosphere offort and luxury. Alucard moved through the mansion, exploring each room with a critical eye. There was a dining room, its tablerge enough to seat a dozen people, a library filled with rare books, a music room with a grand piano, and even a wine cer stocked with the finest vintages. As he explored, Alucard felt a sense of satisfaction. This was more than just a ce to stay; it was a symbol of his new life, a testament to the power and influence he had amassed. And as he stood in the heart of the mansion, overlooking the sprawling gardens, he felt a surge of anticipation. His journey had brought him to this ce, a sanctuary amidst the chaos of the world. And here, he would n his next move. The day was waning, casting long shadows through the grand mansion. Alucard, feeling a pang of hunger, decided a light meal was in order. The mansion''s kitchen, a marvel of modern convenience, was well-stocked. He pulled out a few choice ingredients ¨C a ripe tomato, a crisp cucumber, and a block of aged cheddar. With swift, practiced movements, he prepared a simple yet satisfying sd. The crunch of the vegetables and the tang of the cheese provided a refreshing contrast to the rich, heavy atmosphere of the mansion. As he ate, he pondered his next move. The world was a vast chessboard, and he was a yer with an insatiable hunger for knowledge and power. The dungeon, the ultimate goal, was still a distant horizon. But for now, he would enjoy the quiet solitude of his new abode, allowing his mind to rest before embarking on the next leg of his journey. The tranquility of the mansion was soon shattered by a growing restlessness. Alucard, sated by the simple meal, felt a primal hunger stirring within him. The blood of humans, a forbidden elixir for many, was a necessity for him. With a silent resolve, he transformed into a swarm of bats, disappearing into the night. He reappeared in a dimly lit alleyway, a ce where shadows seemed to linger. A young man, oblivious to the danger lurking in the darkness, strolled along the pavement, his head lost in thought. It was a perfect target. With a swift, silent movement, Alucard descended upon the unsuspecting victim. His transformation back into human form was instantaneous, his hand finding its mark with deadly precision. The young man, his lifeblood ebbing away, copsed to the ground with a silent thud. Alucard stood over his fallen prey, his face devoid of any emotion. The taste of human blood was a familiar indulgence, a bittersweet necessity. With a final, dispassionate nce at his victim, he vanished into the night, leaving behind a scene of quiet horror. Alucard, a creature of the night, stood amidst the familiar opulence of his mansion. The grand hall, usually echoing with the distant rumble of thunder, was now filled with the soft tick of a grandfather clock. Stripping away the vestiges of his nocturnal endeavors, he retreated to the sanctuary of his bathroom. The warmth of the water and the gentle caress of soap promised a brief respite from the world beyond. Emerging refreshed, Alucard found himself drawn to the heart of the mansion: the kitchen. A ce of warmth and life, oddly incongruous with his nature. Yet, there was a certain appeal to the transformation of raw ingredients into sustenance. A challenge, perhaps, to his immortal existence. He selected a cut of meat, its marbled texture promising a tenderness that defied the ordinary. With a practiced hand, he began the intricate dance of preparation. The scent of herbs and spices filled the air, a heady aroma that contrasted sharply with the usual nocturnal stillness. Alucard selected a prime cut of beef, a tenderloin so marbled it resembled a canvas of rich cream and ebony. It was a piece of meat that spoke of opulence and indulgence, a fitting choice for a being of his stature. As he handled it, he felt a strange connection to the creature it once was, a flicker of something akin to respect for the life that had been taken to provide this culinary experience. The kitchen, with its gleaming stainless steel appliances and warm wooden cabry, was a stark contrast to the gothic grandeur of the rest of the mansion. Yet, Alucard moved through it with an unexpected grace. He seasoned the meat with a blend of sea salt, ck pepper, and a hint of rosemary, his long, pale fingers deftly rubbing the spices into the meat. A cast iron skillet, preheated to perfection, sizzled as he lowered the beef into it. The meat responded with a satisfying sear, its surface quickly caramelizing. With a practiced flip, he turned the steak, the aroma of cooked meat filling the air. The kitchen, usually a sterile environment, now pulsed with a primal energy. He moved with a methodical efficiency, his movements precise and deliberate. The sizzle of the meat, the soft clinking of utensils, and the asional crackle of mes were the only sounds in the room. As the meat cooked, Alucard''s expression remained impassive, yet his senses were heightened. He was immersed in the process, his mind as focused as his hands. Chapter 200: Upgrades 1 As the final moments of cooking approached, a strange tranquility washed over Alucard. The rhythmic sizzle of the meat became a hypnotic luby, and the warmth of the kitchen was aforting embrace. For a moment, he was neither immortal vampire nor ancient warrior. He was simply a being engaged in a primal act, transforming raw sustenance into nourishment. His mind wandered to a time long past, to a world where he was not a creature of the night but a mortal man. He could almost taste the simple pleasures of life, the warmth of sunlight on his skin, the taste of fresh bread, and thepanionship of loved ones. Back then he dreamed of being a cook, opening a small restaurant with his wife, Yet, these memories were fleeting, and he was pulled back to the present by the delicious aroma of the nearly finished steak. With a practiced eye, Alucard assessed the steak. A perfect crust had formed, a rich mahogany that promised a crisp exterior. He removed the skillet from the heat and transferred the steak to a cutting board. A pat of cold butter, softened to perfection, was added to the sizzling pan. As it melted, it infused with the steak''s juices, creating a rich, buttery sauce. With a swift motion, Alucard sliced into the steak, revealing a deep crimson interior. The meat was tender, yielding to the knife with effortless ease. As he ted the steak, he drizzled the pan sauce over it, the rich, buttery liquid glistening in the light. A sprig of fresh rosemary was added as a final touch, a burst of green against the rich colors of the meat. The steak was perfect. A symphony of textures and vors, a testament to Alucard''s culinary prowess. As he took a first bite, he closed his eyes, savoring the moment. The meat was tender and juicy, the crust with a satisfying crunch. The pan sauce was rich andplex, with a hint of sweetness from the caramelized meat. It was a meal fit for a king, or perhaps, a vampire. Alucard carried his creation to the dining room, a grand chamber adorned with dark wood and velvet. The soft glow of candlelight cast dancing shadows on the walls, creating an atmosphere of intimacy. He selected a bottle of wine from his new dwelling extensive cer, a Bordeaux with decades of aging behind it. The cork popped with a satisfying ''plop'', releasing the heady aroma of ripe fruit and oak. As he poured the wine, he admired its deep ruby color. The first sip was a revtion. The wine was velvety smooth, with vors of ck currant, cedar, and a hint of leather. It was the perfectplement to the rich, savory steak. Each bite was a journey, a symphony of taste and texture. The tender meat, theplex wine, the subtle spice of the rosemary - they all came together in perfect harmony. For a brief moment, Alucard felt a sense of peace, a contentment that was rare for a creature of his kind. The remnants of the meal were cleared away, leaving behind a pristine dining table. Alucard, with a satisfied sigh, rose from his seat and moved towards the grand library that adjoined the dining room. The room was abyrinth of towering bookshelves, each filled with volumes of history, philosophy, and literature. His eyes scanned the shelves, seeking apanion for the long night ahead. His choice fell on a leather-bound thriller, its title promising a tale of vengeance and intrigue. It was a genre he rarely indulged in, but the promise of a gripping narrative appealed to him. As he curled up in his armchair, a soft glow emanating from a nearby readingmp, he opened the book. The world outside faded as he delved into the story, losing himself in the intricate web of deceit and retribution. For the first time in years, perhaps, Alucard felt a sense of anticipation, a hunger for the next chapter. As Alucard delved deeper into the pages, he found himself strangely captivated by the human drama unfolding before him. The intricate plot, filled with twists and turns, offered a stark contrast to the monotony of his immortal existence. The characters, with theirplex motivations and vulnerabilities, were a fascinating study. He found himself questioning the nature of humanity. These mortal beings, with their short lifespans and fleeting passions, seemed to live with an intensity that was alien to him. Their capacity for love, hate, and revenge was both intriguing and perplexing. A wry smile touched his lips as he read about the protagonist''s relentless pursuit of justice. It was a pursuit driven by a desire for vengeance, a concept that Alucard understood on a visceral level. Yet, unlike the protagonist, he had centuries to contemte his actions, to weigh the consequences of his choices. The story transported him to another world, a world filled with danger and uncertainty. For a brief moment, he forgot his own immortality, his status as a creature of the night. He was simply a reader, lost in the pages of a thrilling tale. Hours seemed to slip away like grains of sand as Alucard immersed himself in the world of the thriller. The story, with its relentless pace and shocking twists, held him captive. When he finally reached thest page, a sense of satisfaction washed over him. It was a rare moment of pure enjoyment, a brief respite from the weight of his existence. He closed the book and stretched, his body feeling stiff from prolonged stillness. The night was still young, the world outside shrouded in darkness. With a renewed sense of purpose, he selected another book from the shelf. This time, a ssic work of literature, a timeless tale of love and loss. As he began to read, he realized that the tranquility of the night was a preciousmodity. Tomorrow, he would return to the world of shadows, a world filled with danger and uncertainty. Until then, he would savor these quiet moments, lost in the pages of a book. The morning sun began to paint the sky with hues of orange and pink as Noah gently disengaged himself from Lilith''s embrace. Her soft snores and the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest filled him with a sense of peace and contentment. He leaned down and kissed her forehead, a tender gesture that was as natural to him as breathing. With a silent prayer for her continued slumber, he slipped out of bed and moved cautiously towards the door. The corridor was still dark, save for the faint glow emanating from the security lights. He paused for a moment, listening intently for any signs of activity. The only sound was the distant hum of the academy''s generators. Satisfied that the coast was clear, Noah made his way back to his dorm room. He copsed onto his bed, exhaustion washing over him. The events of the past few days had taken a toll on him, both physically and emotionally. But as he drifted off to sleep, a smile crept across his face. He had found something precious, something worth fighting for. The morning sun was higher in the sky when Noah finally stirred from his slumber. A stretch that popped every joint in his body was followed by a yawn that echoed in the quiet room. He swung his legs over the bed and stood up, the cool morning air hitting his skin with a refreshing chill. After a quick shower and a change of clothes, Noah headed out into the open air. The academy grounds were alive with the sounds of birdsong and the distantughter of students. He began his jog with long, easy strides, his mind clearing with each breath. The physical exertion was a wee distraction from theplexities of his life. As he ran, he couldn''t help but think about Lilith. Her image was a constantpanion, a source of bothfort and turmoil. He wondered about her dreams, her fears, her hopes for the future. He ached to spend more time with her, to learn everything there was to know about her. But he also knew that he shouldn''t rush things and lost focus of his original goal. Having someone you could count on is nice and all but the real strengthe from oneself, he must not forget his goal, never stray from it. On his way back he stopped by a park and sat on a bench to recover, while doing so he summoned his status window. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 50 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 126 Strength: 134 Intelligence: 114 Dexterity: 134 Luck: 105 Stat Points: 2 Coins: 25060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv1} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} {Super Regeneration Lv1} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Chapter 201: Upgrades 2 Noah immediately put the two stat points into Mana at once. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 50 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 128 Strength: 134 Intelligence: 114 Dexterity: 134 Luck: 105 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 25060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv1} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} {Super Regeneration Lv1} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Satisfied with his stats he nodded. ''''Not bad, I''m level 50 with a bnced stat and my second reward is the Skill''s voucher capable of upgrading my skills.'''' Noah immediately used the golden coupon (Skill Voucher) on his Telekinesis skill, leveling up to level two.'''' He summoned the system''s store and spent 18.000G to buy another Skill Voucher and upgraded his Super Regeneration skill. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 50 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 128 Strength: 134 Intelligence: 114 Dexterity: 134 Luck: 105 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 7060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv2} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} {Super Regeneration Lv2} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Noah stepped out of the refreshing shower, a towel wrapped around his waist. The bathroom mirror reflected his toned physique, a testament to his rigorous training regimen. He dried off and dressed infortable clothes, a casual outfit that belied the intensity of the uing dungeonpetition. With a quick check of his appearance, Noah grabbed his phone and dialed Arthur''s number. The line rang a few times before being answered by Arthur''s cheerful voice. "Hey Noah, what''s up? Ready for some dungeon crawling tomorrow?" Arthur''s excitement was palpable. Noah grinned. "Of course, I''m ready. But before that, how about we let off some steam? I know a ce where we can have some fun." Arthur''sughter echoed through the phone. "You''re on, Noah. Meet me at the usual spot in an hour. I''ll bring the drinks." As Noah hung up the phone, a sense of anticipation filled him. The prospect of spending some quality time with Arthur,bined with the thrill of the uingpetition, created a perfect storm of excitement. The arcade was a neon-lit haven of noise and excitement. As Noah stepped inside, he was greeted by the cacophony of arcade sounds - the whirring of machines, the jingling of coins, and the excited chatter of yers. Arthur was already there, a wide grin stered on his face as he eyed a particrly challenging-looking racing game. "You''rete, man," Arthur teased, a yful glint in his eyes. Noah grinned back. "Hey, a hero''s neverte, he just arrives when he''s needed." They spent the next few hours immersed in the world of arcade games. They raced against each other, theirughter echoing through the arcade as they cheered for their virtual avatars. Theypeted in shooting games, theirpetitive spirits ignited as they tried to outscore each other. They even tried their hand at rhythm games, their clumsy attempts at hitting the right notes resulting in a chorus of giggles. As the sun began its descent, casting long shadows across the arcade, Noah and Arthur found themselves sitting at a table, nursing sodas and recounting their gaming triumphs. The arcade was emptying out, the once-bustling atmosphere reced by a quieter ambiance. "Man, that was fun," Arthur said, wiping a bead of sweat from his forehead. "We should do this more often." Noah nodded in agreement. "Definitely. But for now, I think it''s time to refuel. How about we grab something to eat?" "You read my mind," Arthur echoed, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I know just the ce." He led Noah out of the arcade and into the bustling night life of the city. The air was filled with the tantalizing aroma of grilled meats and spices, drawing them deeper into the heart of the city. They walked past colorful stalls, where vendors hawked their wares, and lively bars, where music spilled out onto the streets. Finally, Arthur stopped in front of a small, unassuming restaurant. The ce was packed, with people spilling out onto the sidewalk. A lively band yed traditional Beninese music, adding to the vibrant atmosphere. "This ce is called ''Chez Maman Benin''," Arthur exined. "They serve the best local cuisine around here." They managed to find a table for two, and as they scanned the menu, their mouths watered at the prospect of the delicious food. Noah ordered a te of ''fufu'' and ''Sesame soup'', while Arthur opted for a spicy ''chicken yassa''. As they waited for their food, they engaged in lively conversation, catching up on each other''s lives and sharing stories about their day. The camaraderie between them was evident, theirughter filling the air. When their food finally arrived, it was a feast for the senses. The *fufu*, a starchy dough-like substance, was soft and satisfying, while the *Sesame soup* was rich and vorful. Arthur''s *chicken yassa* was tender and spicy, with a perfect bnce of vors. As they savored their meal, they couldn''t help but feel a sense of contentment. The food, thepany, and the vibrant atmosphere created the perfect end to a perfect day. After eating to their fill their stopped at a bar. The bar, a dimly lit haven tucked away in a side street, exuded an air of exclusivity. Its exterior was unassuming, a simple wooden facade with a discreet brass sign. Inside, however, the ambiance was a stark contrast. The walls were adorned with vintage posters and framed photographs of legendary pool yers, casting a warm glow over the dark wood paneling. The centerpiece of the bar was a series of meticulously maintained pool tables, their green felt inviting. The air was thick with the scent of leather and polished wood, a heady mix that appealed to the senses. Soft jazz yed in the background, creating a rxed atmosphere. Behind the bar, a skilled bartender deftly mixed cocktails, the clinking of ssware adding to the overall ambiance. The bar itself was stocked with a wide variety of spirits, both local and imported, promising to satisfy even the most discerning pte. Noah and Arthur slipped into the bar, the warm, inviting atmosphere a stark contrast to the bustling energy of the city outside. They found an empty table near a pool table and slid into the plush leather seats. "Vodka on the rocks, please," Noah ordered, his voice echoing the smooth jazz ying in the background. Arthur nodded in agreement. As they waited for their drinks, they assessed the pool table. Its green felt looked inviting, the white balls gleaming under the soft light. Arthur grinned. "Winner buys the next round," he challenged. Noah raised an eyebrow. "You''re on." The bartender arrived with their drinks, the ice tinkling as it settled in the sses. They clinked sses in a silent toast before turning their attention to the pool table. The game began with a friendly rivalry. Arthur had a smooth stroke, while Noah''s shots were powerful and precise. They traded shots, each sinking balls with varying degrees of skill and luck. Laughter filled the air as they cheered their sesses and groaned at their misses. The vodka flowed freely, loosening their inhibitions. With each shot, their game became more intense, theirpetitive spirit ignited. The bar patrons watched with amused interest, their eyes following the white balls as they danced across the green felt. The game reached a climax as the final balls remained on the table. The tension was palpable, each shot met with a collective intake of breath from the small crowd that had gathered around the table. Arthur, with a steely focus, lined up his shot. The cue ball cracked against the target ball, sending it into the corner pocket with a satisfying clink. A cheer erupted from the crowd as Arthur raised his arms in triumph. Noah, despite the loss, couldn''t help but grin. "You win this round, champ," he admitted, raising his ss in a mock salute. They ordered another round, the atmosphere in the bar growing more jovial. As the night wore on, the conversation turned to their uing dungeonpetition. They discussed strategies, shared their strengths and weaknesses, and fueled each other''s determination. The camaraderie between them deepened as they shared stories,ughter, and dreams. The bar, once a mere venue for a game of pool, had transformed into a sanctuary of friendship and shared aspirations. As the clock ticked past midnight, they decided it was time to leave this ce and switch to another activity. Chapter 202: Fun at Night The bar, once a mere venue for a game of pool, had transformed into a sanctuary of friendship and shared aspirations. As the clock ticked past midnight, they decided it was time to leave this ce and switch to another activity. With a final round of drinks, they bid farewell to the bar and stepped out into the cool night air. The city was quieter now, the vibrant energy of earlier reced by a serene calm. As they walked side by side, they felt a sense of satisfaction, their bond strengthened by the night''s shared experiences. As they walked through the city''s nocturnal tapestry, the duo decided to extend their night. A certain nightclub, known for its electric atmosphere and diverse crowd, caught their attention. The club was a pulsating heart of the city''s nightlife. Its exterior was a minimalist facade of ss and steel, reflecting the city lights in a dazzling disy. Inside, the ambiance was a sensory overload. Abyrinth of interconnected rooms, each with its own unique character, catered to a variety of tastes. The main room was a cavernous space with a towering DJ booth, pulsating with thetest beats. A sea of bodies moved in sync to the rhythm, their energy contagious. The lighting was a mesmerizing blend of colors, creating a hypnotic visual spectacle. A VIP section, tucked away in a corner, offered a more intimate experience. Plush velvet couches and low-lying tables created a cozy atmosphere. The music was softer, a blend of soulful melodies and deep house, perfect for conversation and rxation. In another room, the focus shifted to live music. A small stage hosted local bands, their energetic performances captivating the audience. The crowd swayed to the rhythm, their voices blending in a harmonious chorus. The nightclub was a sensory overload. As Noah and Arthur stepped inside, they were greeted by a wall of sound, a pulsating rhythm that seemed to vibrate through their bodies. The main room was a kaleidoscope of colors, the shing lights creating a hypnotic effect. People danced wildly, their bodies moving in unison to the music. "This ce is insane," Arthur shouted over the music, a grin stered on his face. Noah nodded in agreement, his eyes scanning the crowd. He spotted a vacant table near the edge of the dance floor and steered Arthur towards it. As they sat down, their eyes were drawn to the DJ booth, where a skilled artist was spinning tracks that sent the crowd into a frenzy. They ordered a round of drinks, their hands shaking slightly as they tried to make themselves heard over the music. The drinks arrived, a wee respite from the sensory overload. They took a few moments to catch their breath, their eyes still adjusting to the darkness. Then, as if by mutual agreement, they stood up and joined the throng of dancers. They lost themselves in the music, their bodies moving instinctively to the rhythm. The world around them faded away, reced by the euphoria of the moment. Two hours seemed to pass in a blur. They danced, theyughed. The night was a whirlwind of excitement, a blur of faces and bodies. The night was still young, and adrenaline coursed through their veins. As they left the club, Noah and Arthur decided to extend their night of revelry. A karaoke bar, a ce where raw talent and sheer enthusiasm collided, was their next destination. The karaoke bar was a boisterous hive of activity. The air was thick with the anticipation of performances, a mix of excitement and trepidation hanging in the air. The stage was bathed in a colorful spotlight, a maic draw for those brave enough to step into the limelight. Noah and Arthur secured a table, their eyes scanning the crowd for potential rivals. The bar was filled with people of all ages, their faces a mix of confidence and apprehension. The atmosphere was infectious, and they couldn''t resist the urge to join in the fun. "I call dibs on the first song," Arthur dered, his voice barely audible over the din. Noah raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "We''ll see about that," he replied. As they waited for their turn, they watched as other contestants took the stage. Some were confident and charismatic, their voices filling the room with their powerful performances. Others were shy and hesitant, their voices trembling with nervousness. But all of them, without exception, were met with enthusiastic apuse and encouragement from the crowd. Arthur, ever the showman, was the first to leap onto the stage. He grabbed the microphone with a flourish and announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, prepare to be amazed!" The crowd erupted in cheers and apuse. He chose a high-energy rock anthem, a song that demanded a powerful voice and an even more powerful stage presence. As the music started, Arthur transformed. His bodynguage became electric, his voice a raw, passionate instrument. He moved with a captivating energy, working the crowd like a seasoned performer. The audience was mesmerized, their hands pping in rhythm, their voices joining in the chorus. When the song ended, the apuse was deafening. Arthur bowed, a triumphant grin stered on his face. Noah, watching from the sidelines, was impressed. He knew he had a tough act to follow. He chose a slower, more intimate bad, a song that showcased his vocal range and emotional depth. As the music began, a hush fell over the crowd. Noah closed his eyes, allowing the music to wash over him. His voice, rich and resonant, filled the room. The audience was captivated by the raw emotion in his performance. When the song ended, there was a moment of silence, as if the crowd was still caught in the spell of his voice. Then, the apuse erupted, even louder than for Arthur. The two friends shared a triumphant high-five as they returned to their table, the crowd''s cheers still ringing in their ears. Twenty minutester, they left the karaoke feeling refreshed, this night was fun but there was still one activity left to do before closing the curtain, an escape game, they went toward the escape game center. The escape game center was abyrinth of intrigue and challenge. Its facade was unassuming, blending seamlessly into the urbanndscape. But within its wallsy a world of puzzles, mysteries, and adrenaline-pumping excitement. As Noah and Arthur stepped inside, they were greeted by a friendly staff member who exined the concept. They could choose from a variety of themed rooms, each with its own unique challenges and time limit. After a brief deliberation, they settled on a room themed around a mysterious ancient civilization. The room was a meticulously crafted replica of an ancient temple, filled with intricate details and hidden clues. The air was thick with anticipation as the door closed behind them, plunging them into darkness. A timer started ticking, its relentless countdown adding to the sense of urgency. Armed with nothing but their wits and a shared determination to escape, they began to explore the room. Hiddenpartments, cryptic symbols, and puzzling mechanisms awaited them. They worked together, their minds racing as they tried to decipher the clues and solve the puzzles. The minutes ticked by, the tension mounting. With each solved puzzle, a sense of aplishment washed over them, fueling their determination to escape. But with each failed attempt, their frustration grew, the ticking clock a constant reminder of their dwindling time. With seconds ticking away, the pressure mounted. Aplex puzzle involving ancient symbols and astronomical alignments stumped them. Frustration began to creep in, their minds racing against the clock. Then, a breakthrough. Arthur, with a sudden burst of insight, connected the dots. The symbols represented constetions, and their positions corresponded to specific numbers. With renewed vigor, they input the code into a worn-out console. A low hum filled the room as the ancient mechanism whirred to life. A hiddenpartment slid open, revealing a final puzzle: a series of interlocking gears. With trembling hands, they manipted the gears, their hearts pounding in their chests. Finally, with a satisfying click, the gears locked into ce. The room rumbled, and a beam of light illuminated a hidden exit. They burst through the door, theirughter echoing through the escape room. They had done it. With seconds to spare, they had conquered the challenge. Exhausted but exhrated, they emerged from the escape room, the first rays of dawn casting long shadows. The night had been a whirlwind of excitement, a rollercoaster of emotions. They hadughed, they hadpeted, they had triumphed. As they stood side by side, the city waking up around them, they realized that this night had been more than just a series of entertainment. It had been a bonding experience, a testament to their friendship. It was past 3 a.m when they decided to call it night. This was just the beginning of their adventures. With sharedughter and a promise to do it all again, they parted ways, the memory of this unforgettable night etched into their hearts. Chapter 203: Dungeons Competition 1 The harsh morning light filtered through Noah''s window, painting the room in an unwee glow. His body ached with the familiar protest of overindulgence. With a groan, he swung his legs over the bed and stood up. A cold shower was the only thing that could revive his senses. The icy water was a shock to his system, but it quickly jolted him awake. He emerged from the bathroom feeling refreshed, if slightly chilled. After dressing in his school uniform, he made his way to the dining hall for a quick breakfast. In the ssroom, the familiar scent of chalk and old books filled the air. Lilith was already seated, her expression was cold as usual. She offered a small smile as he approached, their exchange brief and casual. Arthur, as always, was a burst of energy, his wink a silentmentary on their wild weekend. Miss Elena their main teacher arrived. Her presencemanded attention as she walked to the front of the room and began the day''s lesson. Miss Elena''s voice cut through the ssroom chatter, her words carrying an air of importance. "Students, I have an announcement," she began, her gaze sweeping across the room. "A dungeonpetition between sses will be held tomorrow. Based on the recent artificial dungeon raid results, five students from each ss will be selected to participate." A hush fell over the ssroom as students exchanged excited whispers. Noah felt a surge of anticipation. "The top five scorers from our ss are as follows," Miss Elena continued, her voice firm. "Noah Adler, Lilith Evangeline, Arthur Kaamelott, Aiden Von ssen, and Ilya Norys." Cheers erupted from Noah and his team, while disappointed murmurs rippled through the rest of the ss. "Thepetition is simple," Miss Elena exined. "The first ss to clear two low-level dungeons wins. You can tackle the dungeons as a team or individually. The student with the highest overall score will receive an additional one hundred thousand credits, on top of a free pass to the tenth floor of the Tower of Trials and an Elite-grade skill of your choice." The ssroom was aze with excitement. The potential rewards were incredibly tempting, igniting apetitive spirit in every student. Noah grinned, his mind already strategizing. Lilith, Arthur, Aiden, and Ilya exchanged determined nces, their shared goal clear. Their desire to be the top and gobble everything. Miss Elena nodded, satisfaction evident in her eyes. "You have the rest of the day to prepare. We will meet at the za tomorrow morning before departure." As the students dispersed, a buzz of anticipation filled the air. The dungeonpetition promised to be an unforgettable challenge. Arthur''s ns shifted abruptly. The prospect of teaming up with Noah, a strategic alliance that promised efficiency and strength, was reced by a different arrangement. His girlfriend, Prisci, had a proposition: teaming up with her friend Ilya. ttered and unable to refuse his girlfriend, Arthur agreed. Aiden, arrogant as always, was adamant about going solo. His gaze locked onto Noah, a silent promise ofpetition hanging in the air. "This time, I won''t fail," he vowed, his voiceced with determination. Noah merely chuckled in response. The bravado was expected from his rival. Turning to Lilith, he extended a hand. "Training?" he suggested. Lilith nodded, her eyes sparkling with apetitive glint. The training ground became their battlefield. Their movements were fluid, their strikes precise. Noah, with his raw power and tactical mind,plemented Lilith''s speed and agility. As they sparred, Noah contemted his strategy for the uing dungeon. While a swift clear would be ideal, he leaned towards a more cautious approach, especially for the first dungeon. Perhaps teaming up with Lilith for the second dungeon could be a strategic advantage. The sweat-soaked clothes clung ufortably to their bodies. A quick shower was in order. After refreshing themselves, they met at a cozy caf¨¦, its warm interior a stark contrast to the chilly autumn weather outside. Steam rising from their mugs, they settled intofortable armchairs. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, aforting scent that promised rxation. "So, tomorrow''s the big day," Noah began, his eyes scanning the bustling caf¨¦. "I''m actually looking forward to it." Lilith nodded, her gaze focused on her coffee. "Me too. I can''t wait for tomorrow." They fell into afortable silence, the soft chatter of the caf¨¦ providing a soothing backdrop. As they sipped their drinks, they discussed their strategies, sharing their thoughts and concerns. The weight of the uingpetition seemed to lighten as they talked. Spending time together had be an habit and they liked it. The afternoon slipped away unnoticed. As the sun began its descent, casting long shadows through the caf¨¦ windows, they decided it was time to head back. Tomorrow would be a long day, and they needed to rest. Arthur and Prisci strolled hand-in-hand through the bustling city, the warm glow of the setting sun casting long shadows. Theirughter and yful banter filled the air, a testament to their strong bond. They decided to celebrate their uing partnership with a dinner at a renowned restaurant known for its exquisite cuisine. The restaurant, a blend of modern elegance and traditional charm, was the perfect setting for their intimate evening. As they were ushered to their table, they were greeted with a warm smile and offered a selection of appetizers. The soft jazz music ying in the background created a romantic ambiance, perfect for their date night. Prisci, with her keen eye for detail, carefully selected a ss of red wine toplement her meal, while Arthur opted for a refreshing cocktail. As they waited for their orders, they engaged in animated conversation, their eyes sparkling with sharedughter. "I can''t believe tomorrow is the big day," Prisci mused, her eyes sparkling with excitement. She took a sip of her wine, savoring the rich vor. Arthur leaned back in his chair, a rxed smile ying on his lips. "Yeah, it''s going to be intense. I''m both excited and nervous." "Nervous?" Prisci teased. "You, the fearless Arthur? I''ve never seen you nervous before." He chuckled. "Well, there''s a first time for everything. I mean, the rewards are pretty tempting, but thepetition is going to be fierce." Prisci nodded in agreement. "I know. But you''ll be a great team. I trust you, Arthur." "And I trust you," he replied, squeezing her hand. "I''m d you suggested your friend to team up with me. It''s going to be fun." "Fun?" Prisci raised an eyebrow. "I think you mean intense andpetitive knowing Ilya." They bothughed. The conversation turned to their strategies, their strengths, and their weaknesses. As they stepped out of the restaurant, the cool night air was a refreshing change from the warm ambiance inside. The city lights twinkled like a million stars, creating a magical atmosphere. Prisci snuggled closer to Arthur, her head resting on his shoulder. "Where to next?" she asked, her voice soft and dreamy. Arthur smiled. "How about a movie? Something romantic, to match the mood." Prisci''s eyes lit up. "I love that idea." They found a nearby cinema that was showing a critically acimed romantic drama. As they settled into their plush seats, the darkness enveloped them, creating an intimate atmosphere. The soft murmur of conversations and the gentle rustling of popcorn filled the air, creating a soothing backdrop to the unfolding story on the screen. The movie was a visual and emotional masterpiece. They were drawn into the world of the characters, their hearts aching with the lovers'' joy and sorrow. Prisci leaned against Arthur''s shoulder, her hand finding his. They shared stolen nces, their eyes filled with a tender affection. As the credits rolled, a surge of emotions swept over them. The characters'' love story had mirrored something deep within their own hearts. With a gentle hand, Arthur turned Prisci towards him, their eyes locking in a silent conversation. Their lips met in a long, passionate kiss, a culmination of the growing affection between them. It was a kiss filled with promise, a deration of their deepening bond. When they pulled apart, their breaths were ragged, their hearts pounding in their chests. A shared smile passed between them, a silent understanding of the unspoken words. As they walked out of the cinema, the cool night air was a refreshing contrast to the intensity of their shared moment. They stopped at a nearby ice cream parlor, the sweet treat a perfect ending to their perfect evening. As they savored their ice cream, Arthur couldn''t help but feel a surge of happiness. He was falling deeper in love with Prisci, her intelligence, her wit, and her kind heart captivating him more with each passing day. Prisci, too, was experiencing a simr whirlwind of emotions. Arthur''s strength, his sense of humor, and his unwavering support were qualities she cherished. In that moment, under the soft glow of the streetlights, she realized that she was falling head over heels in love with him. Chapter 204: Dungeons Competition 2 As they strolled hand-in-hand, the night air filled with the promise of endless possibilities. The city lights, a twinkling tapestry against the velvet sky, cast an enchanting glow on their faces. "I can''t believe how fast the night has flown by," Prisci sighed, her voice filled with contentment. Arthur squeezed her hand. "Me neither. It''s been perfect." A spontaneous decision formed in his mind. He stopped walking, turning to face her. "There''s something I want to show you," he said, a mischievous glint in his eyes. Intrigued, Prisci followed him. They walked for a few minutes until they reached a secluded park. The city lights were distant here, reced by the soft glow of the moon. Arthur spread a checkered nket on the soft grass. As theyy down, the vast expanse of the night sky unfolded before them. Countless stars twinkled like diamonds, creating a breathtaking spectacle. "It''s beautiful," Prisci whispered, her voice filled with awe. Arthur nodded, his gaze fixed on the celestial bodies. "It''s like the universe is putting on a show just for us." They spent the next few moments inpanionable silence, their souls connecting with the cosmic beauty above. As the night deepened, they fell into afortable silence, the gentle rustling of the trees and the distant city sounds providing a soothing soundtrack. The two lovebirds looked at each other in the eyes before Prisci said to her man. ''''Because your love is so whole, my missing pieces appear. Because your touch carries such passion, what was scarred bes soft once more. Because you are steady and patient, my open wounds have time to seal and vanish. Perhaps that is why they say love is such magic, this gift from the universe, this sweet addiction to the man I was born to find. For with my twin soul, the only other born in the same me as I, we can bathe one other in warmth and light as easily as we breathe, immune and oblivious to darkness.'''' Those words resonated with Arthur so much and he stayed silent Prisc didn''t urge her lover and calmly waited for him and soon Arthur opened his mouth and let his heart speak for him. ''''I love you. That means I would defend you with my life even if the odds were insurmountable. It means I willfort you in the difficult and painful times. It means I will dance and rejoice with you when times are good. It means I will never betray you, never give up on you. It means finding my fire when you, my loved one, are threatened, yet never waging war - only doing what is necessary for a noble defense. Love says I forgive you when you err. Love says though life may test me I am yours into eternity and I will never abandon you. It means I will never put you in danger no matter how noble the "cause" may be. Love means protecting the earth, protecting humanity, and being kind to animals, but should anyone demand your life to save their own I will tell them to rot in hell. There can never be a higher calling to me than protecting and caring for those I love. Love is not a concept for sheep, for sheep run at the first sign of fear; it is a concept for lions, so be brave my love, and know that I am here." It was Prisci''s turn to be silent, her face became red like a tomato, lightly tapping his chest. ''''You are such a sweet talker.'''' ''''Well, you''re too sweet not to be a sweet talker to match your sweetness, and may the stars be our witness I''m serious and mean everyone I said.'''' ''''I know it''s why I can''t stop falling for you and I hope any bitch won''t have any funny idea about you as you''re mine forever.'''' Arthur''s spine chilled under her intense stare and he nodded frantically. ''''Of course, of course.'''' After observing the stars for another few minutes, they felt it was time to move. A gentle breeze carried Prisci''s words to Arthur, "You know, with tomorrow''s dungeon, you need to recharge. We should do something rxing, like a spa night." Arthur smiled, "You read my mind. I could use some pampering." Prisci, with her innate sense of luxury, had booked a suite at an exclusive spa. The moment they stepped inside, a wave of tranquility washed over them. Soft, ethereal music yed in the background and the air was filled with the subtle scent ofvender. Their spa night began with a rxing aromatherapy massage. As skilled therapists worked their magic, tension melted away, reced by a sense of deep rxation. Afterward, they enjoyed a rejuvenating body scrub, their skin feeling silky smooth afterward. The highlight of the night was a couples'' bath. The oversized bathtub was filled with fragrant rose petals and essential oils, creating a truly indulgent experience. Soft candles cast a romantic glow, and gentle music yed in the background. They spent a blissful hour soaking in the warm water, their bodies and mindspletely rxed. As the night deepened, they enjoyed a light dinner in the spa''s elegant dining room. The meal was a culinary masterpiece, each dish a symphony of vors. With full stomachs and hearts, they returned to their suite for onest moment of rxation before heading back. As they stepped out of the spa, the cool night air was a refreshing contrast to the warm, indulgent atmosphere they had just left. A sense of peace and contentment washed over them, a result of the perfect evening they had shared. Before parting ways, they shared a long, passionate kiss, a silent promise of their enduring connection. The kiss was filled with a tenderness that spoke volumes of their growing love. With a heavy heart, Prisci pulled away. "I had an amazing night," she whispered, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. Arthur squeezed her hand. "Me too, more than amazing. I''ll see you tomorrow." They exchanged onest lingering look before turning to leave. As Prisci walked away, Arthur watched her until she disappeared. He turned and headed back to his dorm, a contented smile gracing his lips. The night had been perfect, a prelude to the challenges and excitement that awaited them. The morning sun painted the sky with hues of orange and pink as Noah stirred from his slumber. A sense of anticipation filled him as he realized today was the day of the dungeonpetition. After a refreshing jog and a nourishing breakfast, he prepared himself for the challenge ahead. Arriving at the za, Noah spotted Arthur and Prisci engaged in a lively conversation. Arthur''s face lit up as he saw Noah approaching. "Ready to kick some dungeon butt?" he grinned. Noah returned the grin, his eyes then finding Lilith. A quick exchange of nods passed between them. Soon, the za began to fill with students from other sses, their faces a mix of excitement and apprehension. The air was thick with anticipation as they waited for Miss Elena''s arrival. The dungeonpetition was about to begin, and with it, a new chapter in their lives. Miss Elena arrived, her presencemanding attention. She offered a few words of encouragement, her voice firm yet filled with a touch of pride. "Remember, teamwork and strategy are key. Show them what you''re capable of," she said, her gaze sweeping across the group. With a final nod, she led them into a imposing building. Inside, students from other sses were gathered, their faces a mixture of anticipation and rivalry. Teachers exchanged pleasantries, their smiles masking the underlyingpetitiveness. Noah closed his eyes, focusing on calming his mind. The weight of expectations was heavy, but he pushed it aside. It was time to perform. After a series of instructions and a final check of their equipment, they were guided to a shimmering portal. Each student was given a smartwatch, a device that would track their progress and score. With a deep breath, Noah stepped through the portal, ready to face whatever challengesy ahead. The world blurred into existence around Noah as he materialized on the ind. A tropical paradise, it seemed at first nce. White sandy beachespped by crystal clear waters, swaying palm trees, and a gentle breeze carrying the scent of exotic flowers. But the deceptive beauty masked a sinister undercurrent. This was the first floor of the Whisper of the Dead dungeon, a ce where tranquility was a deadly illusion. He caught glimpses of his ssmates scattered across the ind. Lilith, with her uncanny ability to blend into the environment, had already vanished. Arthur and Ilya were together, their figures small against the expanse of the beach. And then there was Aiden, his eyes fixed on Noah with a burning intensity. A piercing rm shattered the idyllic ambiance, jolting everyone into action. The dungeon had awakened. With a silent determination, Noah turned and disappeared into the lush vegetation, his footsteps muffled by the soft sand. The ind was no longer a yground but a battleground. Survival was the ultimate goal, and victory would be imed by the strongest, the smartest, and the most ruthless. Chapter 205: Dungeons Competition 3 [Ding! Clear this stage in 3 hours. Reward: Darkness element full unlocking.] ''''Wow! I''m curious about the full unlocking thing. I know from my skills and ss that I''m somehow rted to the darkness element but until now I have no real control over it, does this mean I canpletely control it? Use it like the Fire Element?" Although curious he didn''t have the time to waste. Noah delved deeper into the heart of the ind, his senses heightened. The Presence Detection skill pulsed with activity, a constant hum of lifeforms dancing in his mind''s eye. A cluster of red dots materialized ahead, their intensity signaling a potent threat. Horned wolves, they were. Large, gray beasts with a menacing horn protruding from their foreheads. Their forms shimmered with an unnatural energy, a testament to their enhanced abilities. As they locked eyes with Noah, a chilling howl echoed through the jungle, a challenge epted. Two of the creatures lunged, their movements a blur of speed and ferocity. But Noah was ready. Telekinesis, now at level two, had undergone a significant upgrade. With a surge of mental energy, he lifted himself off the ground, hovering a few feet above the ground. The world tilted as he adjusted to the aerial perspective. A mentalmand, and the daggers he had concealed materialized in his hands. With deadly precision, he hurled them at the charging wolves. The first dagger found its mark, embedding itself in the lead wolf''s eye. The second, aimed for the other wolf''s throat, met its target with lethal uracy. The wolves howled in pain, their momentum faltering. But they were far from defeated. They howled calling some Horned Wolves, Noah stopped levitating now that he was surrounded by seven Horned wolves, instead five daggers gleamed ominously and surrounded him under his will. Time to test the second level of the Telekinesis. The air crackled with tension as the seven Horned Wolves converged on Noah. Their eyes burned with predatory intent, their bodies low to the ground as they prepared to pounce. Noah stood amidst them, his figure bathed in the eerie glow of the five daggers orbiting around him. A chilling silence descended upon the jungle. The only sound was the rapid thumping of the wolves'' hearts and the whisper of the wind. Then, with a synchronized howl that echoed through the undergrowth, the assault began. The daggers, extensions of Noah''s will, danced in a mesmerizing ballet of death. They weaved intricate patterns, a deadly waltz that transformed the air into abyrinth of razor-sharp des. The wolves, caught in this aerial trap, found themselves unable to close the distance. Each lunge was met with a counterattack, a flurry of steel that tore at their flesh. The battle was a symphony of violence, a ballet of predator and prey. The wolves, driven by instinct, fought with relentless ferocity. But Noah, with his superior intellect and control, was a force to be reckoned with. His Telekinesis, whose level increased to 2, was a weapon of unparalleled power. Noah''s mind was a whirlwind of calctions and strategies. The five daggers, extensions of his will, obeyed his everymand. One moment, they were a shield, forming a protective barrier around him. The next, they transformed into deadly spears, thrusting and piercing with lethal precision. The wolves, enraged by their inability to breach Noah''s defenses, redoubled their efforts. They leaped and snarled, their eyes filled with a desperate frenzy. But Noah was unyielding. His movements were fluid, his responses instantaneous. One of the wolves managed to break through the dagger shield, its jaws snapping at Noah''s exposed arm. But before it could inflict any serious damage, a dagger materialized, its sharp edge slicing through the creature''s throat. The wolf copsed, its life force ebbing away. The remaining wolves, sensing their dwindling numbers, fought with even greater desperation. But Noah was relentless. His Telekinesis skill pushed to its limits (Level 2), was a force to be reckoned with. The daggers, under his masterful control, were a symphony of death, their movements a blur of steel and shadow. The battle raged on, a tempest of ws and steel. The horned wolves, driven by a primal instinct to survive, fought with a ferocity that belied their animalistic nature. But Noah, with his mind as sharp as the daggers he wielded, was a force to be reckoned with. His Telekinesis pushed to its absolute limit, was a symphony of destruction. The daggers, under hismand, danced and weaved, a deadly ballet of precision and power. They blocked, they attacked, they defended, all with a speed and uracy that defied humanprehension. One by one, the wolves fell. Their howls, once a chorus of defiance, dwindled to isted cries of pain and fear. With each fallen foe, Noah felt a surge of adrenaline, a primal satisfaction that fueled his determination. Finally, only one wolf remained. It wasrger than the others, its eyes burning with a desperate rage. It charged, its body a blur of motion. Noah braced himself, his mind racing. This was the final test for his Telekinesis. The final wolf was a behemoth, its size dwarfing its fallenrades. Its eyes burned with a feral intensity, and its every muscle tensed for the final assault. Noah, his breathing in ragged gasps, met its gaze with a steely determination. Enjoy new adventures from m-v l''e|-NovelBin The wolf lunged, its jaws snapping at Noah''s throat. But Noah was ready. With a flick of his wrist, the daggers transformed into a shield, deflecting the attack. The wolf, undeterred, circled, its eyes never leaving its prey. Noah knew that this was it. One wrong move, and it could be over. He focused, channeling every ounce of his concentration into his Telekinesis. The daggers, feeling his resolve, hummed with anticipation. With a burst of speed, the wolf attacked again. This time, Noah didn''t defend. Instead, heunched a counterattack. The daggers, transformed into deadly spears, pierced the air with blinding speed. The wolf caught off guard, was impaled. It let out a final, agonized howl before copsing to the ground, lifeless. Noah stood victorious, his body trembling from exertion. He had defeated the horned wolves, a testament to how powerful the second level of Telekinesis was. But he knew that this was just the beginning. The dungeon had only just begun to reveal its secrets and it had a mission toplete before moving to the next floor. Noah''s breath came in ragged gasps as he caught his breath. The adrenaline rush from the intense battle was slowly subsiding, reced by a cold, calcting focus. He knelt beside the fallen wolf, his hand reaching for the creature''s chest. A pulsating stone, imbued with the creature''s essence, materialized in his hand. The smartwatch on his wrist chimed, disying a notification. Fourteen points had been added to his score. "So, one Horned Wolf equals two points," Noah muttered, a calcting glint in his eyes. "Time to hunt." With renewed vigor, he plunged back into the dense jungle. The Presence Detection skill hummed with activity, guiding his steps towards the next cluster of red dots. The race against time had begun. He had to clear this floor in two hours at most. Noah''s Presence Detection skill painted a vivid picture of the area. A cluster of ten red dots materialized in the distance, a promising hunting ground. As he drew closer, he could hear the low growl of the horned wolves, their presence a palpable threat. Instead of charging in recklessly, Noah opted for a more tactical approach. He unleashed his Telekinesis, manipting the environment to his advantage. Trees uprooted themselves, their branchesshing out at the unsuspecting wolves. Vines twisted and turned, binding their limbs and hindering their movements. Chaos reigned as the wolves struggled to regain their footing. From the shadows, Noah emerged, his figure cloaked in darkness. The daggers, his trustedpanions, materialized in his hands. With surgical precision, he picked his targets. One by one, the horned wolves fell, their life force ebbing away as the daggers found their mark. The battle was swift and efficient. Noah moved like a phantom, his attacks as silent as the night. The once-threatening pack was reduced to lifeless corpses, their magic stones a testament to his victory. Noah''s score climbed to thirty-four points, a testament to his efficiency and skill. The magic stones, pulsating orbs of energy, were a tangible reward for his efforts. But there was no time for celebration. The clock was ticking, and he had a goal to achieve. Five more horned wolves were his target. His Presence Detection skill painted a clear picture of the ind, revealing a cluster of five red dots in the distance. With a renewed sense of purpose, Noah set off, his footsteps silent on the jungle floor. The ensuing encounter was a blur of motion. The horned wolves, sensing their impending doom, fought with desperate ferocity. But Noah, with his honed skills and unwavering determination, was an unstoppable force. The battle was swift and brutal, the oue never in doubt. Five more magic stones, five more points added to his tally. Noah stood amidst the carnage, his breathing in ragged gasps. ''''Time to hunt their pack leader and move to the next floor.'''' Chapter 206: Dungeons Competition 4 Noah''s gaze scanned the horizon, his mind a whirlwind of calctions. To truly conquer this floor, he needed to eliminate the leader of the horned wolf pack. A powerful alpha, a creature that would undoubtedly be a formidable opponent. His Presence Detection skill red to life, searching for any anomaly, any sign of a being more powerful than the average horned wolf. A cluster of red dots appeared on the edge of his perception, their intensity suggesting a creature of exceptional strength. With renewed determination, Noah set off towards the indicated location. The path was treacherous, the jungle teeming with life, both friendly and hostile. But he pressed on, his mind focused on the task at hand. The leader of the horned wolf pack awaited him. Noah found himself in the heart of a wolf''s den. A pack of over thirty horned wolves surrounded him, their eyes glowing with a predatory hunger. Towering over the pack was a colossal alpha wolf, its size and demeanor marking it as the undisputed leader. A thrill of excitement coursed through Noah. This was a challenge worthy of his skills. He summoned his five daggers, their ethereal glow illuminating his determined face. The wolves howled, a cacophony of sound that filled the air. The alpha, with a low growl, signaled the attack. The horde of wolves surged forward, their movements a blur of fur and teeth. Noah remained calm, his mind a fortress of concentration. The daggers, under hismand, transformed into a whirlwind of steel, defending and attacking with deadly efficiency. The battle erupted with a ferocity that shook the very ground. Noah, a blur of motion, vanished into the heart of the wolf pack. In the next instant, he reappeared, Nemesis aze with crimson mes. The ck sword, imbued with his essence, hummed with power. With a whirlwind of shes, Noah carved a path through the wolf pack. His movements were a blur, each strike a deadly symphony of precision and force. The five daggers, under his telekic control,plemented his onught, weaving a deadly dance around him. The horned wolves, caught in the maelstrom of violence, were overwhelmed. Their howls, once a chorus of defiance, were now reduced to whimpers of pain and fear. One by one, they fell, their bodies adding to the growing pile of carnage. The alpha wolf watched the carnage with growing concern. Its massive form tensed, ready to intervene. But Noah, with a cold determination, ignored the impending threat. His focus was on the immediate danger, the horde of lesser wolves that threatened to overwhelm him. Noah''s movements were a blur of steel and shadow. Nemesis, his trusty de, danced with deadly precision, its crimson mes a stark contrast to the growing pile of fallen wolves. The daggers, under his telekic control,plemented his swordy, striking with surgical uracy. Each impact was a symphony of pain and death, the horned wolves falling like wheat before a scythe. The alpha wolf watched with growing irritation. Its strategy was clear: overwhelm Noah with sheer numbers. But the human, with an uncanny resilience, held his ground. Noah''sughter echoed through the chaos, achilling sound that sent shivers down the spines of the remaining wolves. The battle raged on, a symphony of violence and chaos. Noah, a whirlwind of motion, cut through the heart of the wolf pack. Nemesis, his sword, was an extension of his will, its crimson mes a beacon of destruction. The daggers, under his telekic control, danced and weaved, a deadly ballet of steel. The horned wolves, their numbers dwindling but their ferocity undiminished, fought with a desperation born of survival. They leaped, they snarled, their eyes filled with a burning hatred. But Noah was a wall of steel, his defenses imprable. With each passing moment, the wolf pack grew thinner. Their howls, once a chorus of defiance, were now reduced to scattered cries of pain and fear. The alpha wolf, watching the carnage unfold, began to show signs of agitation. It was clear that it would soon join the fray. The arena was a crimson ballet of death. The once-proud pack was now a shadow of its former self, their numbers dwindled to a mere seven. Their once coordinated attacks were now desperate lunges, their howls reduced to whimpers of pain and fear. Noah stood amidst the carnage, a silent specter of destruction. Nemesis, his sword, was a crimson blur, each strike a testament to his mastery. It was as if the weapon had a life of its own, anticipating his movements, striking with deadly precision. His other hand, a conduit for his telekic power, guided the five daggers with an ethereal grace. Enjoy exclusive chapters from m-v l''e|-NovelBin They were more than weapons; they were extensions of his will, reaping a harvest of death. Like grim reapers, the daggers imed soul after soul. One would pierce an eye, blinding the creature; another would sever a tendon, crippling its movement. Together, they were a force of nature, a tempest that the wolves could not withstand. Noah''s breath came in ragged gasps, his body slick with sweat and adrenaline. Yet, he felt no pain, no fear. Only a cold, clinical focus. His mind was a battlefield, strategizing, calcting, adapting. The wolves were mere obstacles, challenges to be ovee. The alpha wolf, its patience exhausted, finally entered the fray. With a roar that shook the very ground, it charged, its massive form a blur of motion. The remaining wolves, sensing their leader''s intervention, scattered, their courage evaporated. The alpha was a behemoth, its size and strength dwarfing its fallenrades. Its fur was a darker shade of gray, almost ck, and its eyes burned with an unnatural intensity. A low growl rumbled in its chest, a menacing prelude to the attack. Noah, his adrenaline surging, met the challenge head-on. Nemesis, aze with crimson mes, was a beacon of defiance. The daggers, transformed into a shield, protected his vital organs. The battle for supremacy had begun. Noah knew that this battle would be the ultimate test of his abilities. The alpha wolf, a creature of immense power, was no ordinary opponent. As the beast charged, a cold determination ignited within him. With a swift motion, Noah activated his exclusive skills, "Night of Death" and "Lord of the Night". The world around him was plunged into an artificial darkness, a void where only the faintest glimmers of light existed. His senses heightened, his body infused with an unnatural strength and speed. He became a predator in the night, a force of nature unleashed. The alpha wolf, caught off guard by the sudden darkness, stumbled momentarily. But it quickly adapted, its senses honed to the darkness. The sh was inevitable. Their bodies collided with a thunderous impact, a sh of titans in the heart of the night. Noah''s sword, Nemesis, zed with crimson light, cutting through the darkness. The alpha wolf''s ws, razor-sharp and deadly, sought to find a vulnerable opening. The daggers, under Noah''s telekic control, danced around the battlefield, seeking opportunities to strike. The battle was a symphony of violence, a dance of life and death. The air was thick with the scent of blood and sweat, the ground trembling with each impact. The battle was a maelstrom of violence, a sh of titans under the cloak of an artificial night. Noah, a specter in the darkness, moved with a predatory grace. His body, enhanced by the Lord of the Night skill, was a blur of motion. Nemesis, his crimson sword, was an extension of his will, singing a deadly melody. The alpha wolf, a monstrous silhouette in the darkness, was a formidable opponent. Its ws, tipped with deadly venom, struck with blinding speed. Its roars echoed through the night, a cacophony of rage and defiance. Noah''s telekinesis, a potent weapon in its own right, came to his aid. With a thought, he summoned a barrage of boulders, their massive forms looming over the battlefield. They crashed down upon the alpha wolf, pinning it momentarily. Seizing the opportunity, Noahunched himself forward, Nemesis glinting in the darkness. The sword bit deep into the wolf''s flesh, a crimson blossom blooming across its chest. The alpha howled in pain, its struggle growing more desperate. But Noah was relentless. His attacks were a symphony of violence, a deadly ballet of steel and shadow. The battle raged on, a titanic struggle between man and beast. The battle reached a fever pitch. The alpha wolf, enraged and wounded, fought with a desperate ferocity. Its ws raked at Noah, leaving crimson trails across his armor. With each strike, the beast seemed to grow stronger, its eyes burning with an unnatural intensity. Noah, his body aching with exertion, refused to yield. His movements were a blur of speed and precision, each strike calcted to inflict maximum damage. Nemesis, his sword, was a crimson inferno, cutting through the darkness like a beacon of hope. The daggers, under his telekic control, danced around the battlefield, a deadly swarm of steel. The alpha wolf lunged, its jaws snapping at Noah''s throat. With a swift movement, Noah parried the attack, his sword shing against the beast''s powerful jaws. The impact sent a shockwave through his body, but he held firm. Chapter 207: Dungeons Competition 5 Noah, his body aching with exertion, refused to yield. His movements were a blur of speed and precision, each strike calcted to inflict maximum damage. Nemesis, his sword, was a crimson inferno, cutting through the darkness like a beacon of hope. The daggers, under his telekic control, danced around the battlefield, a deadly swarm of steel. The alpha wolf lunged, its jaws snapping at Noah''s throat. With a swift movement, Noah parried the attack, his sword shing against the beast''s powerful jaws. The impact sent a shockwave through his body, but he held firm. In a desperate gamble, Noah unleashed a powerful burst of telekinesis, lifting the alpha wolf off the ground. The beast thrashed wildly, its ws wing at the invisible force holding it aloft. With a concentrated effort, Noah hurled the wolf against the cavern wall, the impact sending tremors through the dungeon. The alpha wolf crashed to the ground, stunned but not defeated. It rose to its feet, its eyes filled with a burning hatred. The final confrontation was at hand. The alpha wolf rose, its eyes burning with a feral intensity. The impact had done little to deter it. It charged, a monstrous blur of muscle and bone. Noah met the charge head-on, his body taut with anticipation. Discover hidden tales at m,v l''e-NovelBin The sh was a cataclysmic event. Their bodies collided with a force that shook the very foundations of the cavern. Nemesis bit deep into the wolf''s flesh, while the alpha''s ws raked across Noah''s armor. The air was filled with the sound of metal on flesh, the crackle of energy, and the guttural roars of the beast. Noah felt a surge of adrenaline, a primal instinct to survive. He fought with a ferocity that surprised even himself. His movements were fluid, his strikes precise. The daggers, under his telekic control, became a whirlwind of steel, defending and attacking with equal ferocity. The battle raged on, a dance of life and death. The cavern was bathed in the crimson glow of Nemesis, casting eerie shadows that danced and twisted. With each passing moment, the intensity of the fight increased, the oue hanging in the bnce. The alpha wolf, sensing the imminent end, unleashed its final gambit. Its eyes glowed with an unnatural intensity, its body rippling with a primal energy. With a deafening roar, it entered a berserker state. Its movements became a blur, its strikes faster and more powerful. The darkness, once a disadvantage, seemed to amplify its abilities. The alpha wolf was no longer a mere beast; it was a force of nature, a whirlwind of destruction. Noah, caught off guard by the sudden surge in power, found himself on the defensive. The alpha''s ws raked across his armor, leaving deep gouges. The once imprable shield of daggers was overwhelmed, their ethereal forms flickering and fading. The battle reached a critical juncture. Bothbatants were pushed to their limits, their bodies screaming for respite. But there was no rest in this fight. It was a battle for survival, a test of will and endurance. The alpha wolf, a whirlwind of fury, pressed its advantage. Its ws imbued with a venomous potency, found purchase in Noah''s armor, injecting a searing pain. The darkness, once a sanctuary, had be a battleground where the beast thrived. Noah, his body battered and bruised, fought with a grim determination. His movements, once fluid and precise, were now desperate and reactive. Nemesis, his faithfulpanion, was a blur of crimson light, seeking to find an opening in the beast''s relentless assault. The cavern echoed with the sounds of their struggle, a cacophony of grunts, snarls, and the sh of metal against flesh. The ground trembled with each impact, dust, and debris swirling in the chaotic dance of death. With a final, desperate lunge, the alpha wolf aimed for Noah''s throat. Time seemed to slow as the beast''s jaws closed in. In that fleeting moment. Noah''s mind raced, every neuron firing at maximum capacity. This was it, the final confrontation. The alpha wolf''s jaws were inches from his throat, its eyes burning with a predatory hunger. In that split second, Noah made a decision that would define the oue of the battle. He activated his final trump card, a desperate gamble that could either save his life or seal his fate. With a surge of power, he channeled his remaining energy into a single, devastating attack. Nemesis, his sword, zed with an intensified crimson light, its energy reaching a critical mass. The five daggers orbiting around him merged into a single, colossal de of energy. Thebined force of his weapons was unleashed in a cataclysmic explosion of power. The alpha wolf, caught in the epicenter of the st, was obliterated. The cavern shook, the ground trembling beneath their feet. When the dust settled, the alpha wolf was nothing more than a charred husk. Noah stood amidst the ruins, his body trembling from exertion. He had won but at a terrible cost. His energy reserves were depleted, his body aching with every breath. But as he looked at the lifeless body of the alpha wolf, a sense of aplishment washed over him. He had conquered the impossible. Noah copsed to the ground, his body trembling from exhaustion. The adrenaline rush that had fueled him through the battle was now ebbing away, leaving him with a profound sense of fatigue. He closed his eyes, allowing the darkness to envelop him. [Ding! Mission Completed] [You have leveled up!] Some notifications from the system pulled him back to reality. He had leveled up. His stats had increased, a testament to the grueling battle he had just endured. A wave of satisfaction washed over him as he reviewed his enhanced abilities. With a heavy sigh, Noah sat down, leaning against the cold, damp wall of the cavern. He was alone, surrounded by the remnants of his victory. The silence was deafening, broken only by the echoes of his ragged breathing. It was time to rest. His body craved replenishment, his mind yearned for peace. As he closed his eyes, he allowed the darkness to consume him, promising to return to the fight with renewed vigor. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 51 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 130 Strength: 136 Intelligence: 116 Dexterity: 136 Luck: 107 Stat Points: 2 Coins: 7060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv2} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} {Super Regeneration Lv2} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Noah''s stomach rumbled a protest, a stark reminder of the physical demands of the battle. Hunger gnawed at him, a primal urge that overrode his fatigue. It was time to replenish his energy. He stood up, his body stiff from prolonged inactivity. The magic stones, trophies of his victory, were gathered and stored away. With a renewed sense of purpose, he moved to a secluded spot, away from the carnage of the battlefield. From his item box, a treasure trove of survival essentials, he pulled out the necessary ingredients: pasta, a can of tomato sauce, and a packet of dried herbs. He found a suitable t surface and began the process of preparing his meal. The rhythmic clinking of utensils against the hard surface provided a soothing counterpoint to the adrenaline-fueled chaos of the battle. As he cooked, his mind drifted to the challenges thaty ahead. The first floor was conquered, but the deeper levels of the dungeon promised to be even more perilous. The aroma of simmering tomato sauce filled the cavern, aforting scent that contrasted sharply with the dungeon''s usual atmosphere. Noah stirred the pasta, the rhythmic motion a soothing counterpoint to the adrenaline-fueled chaos of the battle. As the pasta cooked, he allowed his mind to wander. The victory over the alpha wolf was a significant milestone, but it was merely a stepping stone on a much longer journey. The deeper levels of the dungeon were rumored to be filled with even more formidable creatures, and he knew he would need to be at his peak to survive. A sense of anticipation mixed with trepidation filled him. The unknown was both alluring and terrifying. But for now, he focused on the simple pleasure of a hot meal. The pasta was cooked to perfection, the sauce rich and vorful. As he took the first bite, a wave of satisfaction washed over him. With a full stomach and renewed energy, Noah felt ready to face whatever challengesy ahead. The dungeon was a harsh and unforgiving ce, but it was also a world of endless possibilities. And he, Noah Adler, was determined to conquer it. But first, the reward promised by the system is a better understanding, and full control over the Darkness element. Noah could not wait to check what new things he could achieve with this. Chapter 208: Dungeons Competition 6 With a full stomach and renewed energy, Noah felt ready to face whatever challengesy ahead. The dungeon was a harsh and unforgiving ce, but it was also a world of endless possibilities. And he, Noah Adler, was determined to conquer it. But first, the reward promised by the system is a better understanding, and full control over the Darkness element. Noah could not wait to check what new things he could achieve with this. ''''Well, I wonder how the other two are doing. Knowing her she must having fun while being emotionless as always. Arthur must be with Ilya. I hope he is having fun.'''' Noah thought of others while chuckling and speaking of Arthur, in another location extremely far away from Noah''s current location. Arthur stood as a beacon of defiance, his silver armor gleaming in the harsh sunlight. The weight of his shield and sword felt like an extension of his own body, a familiarfort in the face of impending danger. Beside him, Ilya stood resolute, her emerald eyes fixed on the approaching horde. Her hand tightened around the haft of her colossal spear, a weapon that promised both defensive and offensive capabilities. The initial wave of wolves, slowed by Ilya''s curse, seemed to lumber rather than charge. She cast the Curse of Slowness on them. Arthur met them with a shield bash, the heavy metal colliding with the first creature with a thunderous ng. The wolf stumbled, its momentum broken. Seizing the opportunity, Arthur thrust his sword, the sharp steel biting deep into the creature''s flesh. Ilya, supporting from behind,unched her spear. The colossal weapon, imbued with a dark, almost ethereal energy, pierced through several wolves, their howls of pain echoing through the jungle. The spear, with its momentum unbroken, continued its trajectory, impaling itself deep into a nearby tree, its vibrations causing the branches to tremble. The wolves, enraged by the casualties, pressed their attack, their numbers slowly dwindling under the relentless assault of the human duo. Arthur, a fortress of steel and will, held his ground, his shield absorbing the brunt of the attack. Ilya, with deadly precision,unched her spear again and again, each throw a testament to her skill as a curse master. Enjoy exclusive chapters from m-v l''e|-NovelBin The battlefield transformed into a maelstrom of fur and steel. Reinforcements had arrived, their howls echoing through the jungle, a chilling testament to the growing threat. Among the horde of gray wolves, a few white specters emerged, their eyes glowing with an unnatural intensity. These were no ordinary wolves, but a deadlier breed, their fur a stark contrast against the verdant backdrop. Arthur and Ilya, their resolve unwavering, faced the onught with grim determination. The silver shield, battered but unyielding, absorbed the brunt of the attack. Arthur''s sword, a blur of crimson light, found its mark with deadly precision. Ilya, her spear a harbinger of doom, unleashed a barrage of projectiles, each strike a testament to her skill. The battle raged on, a symphony of violence and chaos. The jungle floor was transformed into a crimson canvas, the stench of blood heavy in the air. The white wolves, faster and more agile than their gray counterparts, proved to be a formidable challenge. Their attacks were swift and deadly, their bites venomous. The battle intensified as the white wolves, with their uncanny speed and ferocity, began to encircle the duo. Arthur and Ilya found themselves trapped in a deadly dance, their every move calcted, their reflexes honed to perfection. Ilya, recognizing the grave danger, unleashed a powerful curse. The white wolves, under its influence, began to move slower, their attacks less coordinated. Arthur, seizing the opportunity, unleashed a flurry of attacks, his sword a whirlwind of death. With each strike, a white wolf fell, their bodies adding to the growing pile of carnage. But the white wolves were resilient. Despite the curse, they continued to fight, their eyes burning with a feral intensity. One of them,rger and more aggressive than the rest, lunged at Arthur, its jaws snapping at the knight''s exposed neck. With a swift movement, Arthur parried the attack, his shield absorbing the impact. In the same motion, he thrust his sword, the de finding its mark with deadly uracy. The alpha wolf howled in pain, its body convulsing before it finally fell to the ground, lifeless. Its death seemed to demoralize the remaining white wolves, their attacks losing their initial ferocity. With renewed vigor, Arthur and Ilya pressed their advantage, theirbined might proving too much for the remaining creatures. Finally, thest wolf fell, its lifeless body adding to the growing pile. Arthur and Ilya stood side by side, their breathing ragged, their bodies drenched in sweat and blood. They had survived but at a great cost. Their bodies ached, and their minds were exhausted. Yet, a sense of aplishment washed over them. They had faced a formidable enemy and emerged victorious. Arthur''s stomach rumbled like a distant thunder, a stark reminder of their physical exertion. His smartwatch vibrated, disying a tally of fifty-five points, a testament to his prowess in battle. Ilya''s smartwatch echoed the notification, her score slightly lower at fifty-two points. They exchanged a weary but satisfied look. The battle had been arduous, but they had emerged victorious. Their bodies ached with fatigue, but their spirits were buoyed by the thrill of victory. Ilya, ever the practical one, suggested a much-needed break. "We should eat something," she said, her voiceced with a hint of amusement. "My cooking could use some testing." Arthur''s eyes lit up. "You''re on. I''m starving." Ilya gathered the necessary ingredients from her space ring. A small, portable stove was set up, its me dancing merrily in the still air of the cavern. The aroma of sizzling meat and saut¨¦ed vegetables soon filled the space, a tantalizing contrast to the metallic tang of blood that had permeated the air earlier. Arthur watched with growing anticipation as Ilya expertly handled the cooking utensils. Her movements were fluid, almost graceful, a stark contrast to the ferocity she had disyed in battle. The sizzle of the meat and the tter of utensils provided a soothing rhythm, a stark contrast to the cacophony of battle. As the meal was prepared, they shared stories of their triumphs and near misses. The camaraderie between them deepened, forged in the crucible of battle. The shared meal became a moment of respite, a chance to recharge both physically and emotionally. When the food was finally ready, it was a feast for the senses. The aroma was intoxicating, the vors a symphony on the pte. Arthur devoured his meal with gusto, his hunand ger finally satiated. Ilya, with a satisfied smile, watched him eat. With full stomachs and renewed energy, they turned their attention back to the dungeon. The next level awaited, filled with unknown dangers and challenges. But for now, they would rest, their bodies and minds preparing for whaty ahead. Meanwhile, in different locations. Lilith stood amidst a growing horde of horned wolves, her ethereal beauty a stark contrast to the brutal environment. Her white hair, like a halo of frost, framed her emotionless amber eyes. Her hand, adorned with a simple yet elegant sword, was steady as a rock. The wolves, sensing a vulnerable prey,unched themselves at her in a coordinated attack. Their howls were a cacophony of rage and hunger, but Lilith remained unfazed. With a swift movement, she vanished into thin air, reappearing amidst the heart of the pack. Her sword, a blur of silver light, found its mark. Three wolves fell, their bodies bisected with clinical precision. The remaining wolves, momentarily stunned by the sudden loss, pressed their attack with renewed ferocity. But Lilith, with a cold, calcting ,mind, wasready. They didn''t pose much challenge anyway. Lilith, a silent specter in the heart of the wolf pack, moved with an ethereal grace. Her sword, a whisper of silver, danand ced through the airwas , leaving a trail of death in its wake. The wolves, enraged by their losses, pressed their attack with renewed ferocity. But Lilith, with a cold, calcting mind, was several steps ahead. She unleashed the power of the elements, space and wind, to aid her in the ughter. With a thought, she manipted the space around her, creating ripples that disrupted the wolves'' attacks. Their movements became sluggish, their coordinationpromised. Simultaneously, she conjured a whirlwind of wind, a deadly vortex that tore through the wolf pack. The wolves were thrown into disarray, their bodies battered by the relentless force of the wind. Their howls, once a chorus of defiance, were now reduced to whimpers of pain and fear. Lilith, a solitary figure in the midst of chaos, moved with a deadly efficiency. Her sword, a conduit for her power, found its mark with every strike. The wolves, their numbers dwindling rapidly, fought with a desperate ferocity. But Lilith, unmoved by their suffering, continued her relentless assault. One by one, the wolves fell, their bodies adding to the growing pile of carnage. The battle, once a chaotic frenzy, was now a one-sided massacre. Lilith, the silent reaper, had imed her victory. She was truly an incarnation of destruction and ughter. Chapter 209: Darkness Element Noah sat beneath the sprawling tree, its dense canopy offering a respite from the relentless sun. His body ached with fatigue, but his mind was sharp, alert. He had cleared the first floor in record time, a testament to his skill and determination. Now, it was time to reap the rewards. With a thought, he essed his system interface. A notification awaited him. He had gained a perfect understanding of the Darkness element, a profound knowledge that would undoubtedly enhance his abilities. Excitement coursed through him as he delved deeper into the newly acquired knowledge. He closed his eyes, focusing on the darkness within him. It was a raw, primal force, a void filled with infinite possibilities. He experimented, drawing upon the darkness, shaping it into different forms. At first, it was nothing more than shadows, fleeting and insubstantial. But as he delved deeper, he discovered a new level of control. He could manipte the darkness, shaping it into tangible objects. A dagger materialized in his hand, its form shifting and changing at his whim. A shield formed around him, a protective barrier against unseen threats. He even managed to create a small orb of darkness, a sphere ofpressed ckness that hovered in front of him. The possibilities were endless. ''''Let''s think more deeply, shall we?" Noah''s mind raced, the possibilities endless. He had mastered the art of manipting darkness, but what if he couldbine it with his existing skills? The thought of merging darkness with his me art sent a shiver of excitement down his spine. He closed his eyes, focusing on the two elements. Darkness, a void filled with infinite potential, and me, a destructive force of nature. He began to experiment, merging the two, shaping them into a new form. Failure was inevitable, but he persisted, his determination fueled by the promise of a powerful new ability. After hours of experimentation, sess finally arrived. A small, pulsating me emerged, its color a deep, ominous ck. It was unlike any me he had ever seen, a fusion of darkness and fire, a creation born from the depths of his imagination. He named it "Hellfire". [Ding! An ungraded skill was created. Hellfire!] [+5 Mana!] Noah couldn''t contain his joy facing the system''s notification. The effort was worth he thought. The Hellfire, while small, was incredibly potent. It consumed everything in its path, leaving behind a trail of destruction. But the cost was high. The creation of even this small me had drained a significant portion of his mana. He knew that mastering this new ability would require time and practice. Summoning his status window, Noah was pleasantly shocked to discover his newly created skill to be in the exclusive skill''s session. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 51 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 135 Strength: 136 Intelligence: 116 Dexterity: 136 Luck: 107 Stat Points: 2 Coins: 7060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv2} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} {Super Regeneration Lv2} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} {Hellfire} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Noah was exhrated by his discovery. The Hellfire was a weapon of immense power, a testament to his growing mastery over the elements. He continued to experiment, pushing the boundaries of his ability. He learned to control the size and intensity of the me, to shape it into different forms. He discovered that the Hellfire was not only destructive but also possessed unique properties. It could burn through almost any substance, leaving behind nothing but ash. It could also absorb darkness, growing in strength with each absorption. As he delved deeper into his newfound ability, he realized that the Hellfire was more than just a weapon. It was a tool, a key to unlocking new possibilities. He envisioned creating a shield of Hellfire, an imprable barrier against any attack. He imagined using it to create a path through darkness, a beacon of light in the darkest of ces. The possibilities were endless, and Noah was eager to explore them all. Find exclusive stories on m_v l|e-NovelBin Noah stood before the lone white wolf, a sense of anticipation coursing through him. This was the moment of truth, the ultimate test of his newfound ability. The wolf, sensing the unnatural energy emanating from Noah, growled, its eyes filled with a predatory hunger. Without hesitation, Noah unleashed the Hellfire. A small, pulsating orb of ck me materialized in his hand. It was a thing of beauty and terror, a testament to his mastery over the elements. With a flick of his wrist, he hurled the orb at the wolf. The Hellfire collided with the creature, engulfing it in a wave of ck me. The wolf howled in agony, its body writhing in pain. The mes consumed it, leaving nothing but ash in their wake. Noah watched in awe as the Hellfire did its work. It was more potent than he had imagined, more destructive. A sense of satisfaction washed over him. He had created a weapon of unparalleled power. Noah stood before a colossal, imposing door, its surface etched with intricate symbols. As he reached out to touch it, the door seemed toe alive, its surface glowing with an ethereal light. A voice, deep and resonant, echoed through the cavern. "To unlock this door, you must prove your worth. Answer three riddles, and the path to the next floor shall be revealed." Noah, his mind sharp after the battle, braced himself. The door was more than just a physical barrier; it was a test of intellect and wit. He was ready. The first riddle was posed: *It dances and skips, it''s read in the eyes but it cheats with the hips. If it meets its match it''s easily caught, but it''s worth nothing if it is bought.* Noah pondered the riddle, the words dancing in his mind. Finally, a realization dawned upon him. "The Heart," he dered. A soft hum echoed through the cavern, a confirmation of his correct answer. The second riddle followed: *I live off of a busy street, if you want you can stay for an hour or two, but if you don''t pay rent I''ll tell on you. What am I?* Noah thought for a moment, recalling a past experience that held the key to the answer. "A parking meter!" he eximed with confidence. Again, the door hummed in affirmation. The final riddle was posed: *What am I?* Noah paused, considering the simplicity of the question. It was a trick, he realized. "A question," he answered, his voice filled with certainty. The door rumbled, its surface vibrating. With a final creak, it swung open, revealing a dark, imposing corridor. The next level awaited. The second floor was a stark contrast to the tropical jungle of the first. A vast, icy expanse stretched out before them, a pristine snowfield that seemed to stretch on forever. Towering snow-capped mountains formed a majestic backdrop, their peaks piercing the sky like the teeth of a frozen dragon. Isted in this icy wilderness were peculiar trees, their branches and trunks cloaked in a thickyer of frost. They stood as silent sentinels, their white foliage a stark contrast against the blinding white of the snow. A biting wind howled through the icy expanse, carrying with it the promise of danger. Noah scanned the icyndscape, searching for a suitable spot to set up camp. The wind howled, a relentless force that chilled him to the bone. Shielding his eyes from the biting snow, he spotted a small cave nestled at the base of a towering snow-covered mountain. It was a meager shelter, but it offered protection from the elements. With a sense of urgency, he made his way towards the cave, his footsteps crunching through the snow. The wind whipped around him, carrying with it tiny ice crystals that stung his exposed skin. But he pressed on, his determination unwavering. Reaching the cave, he ducked inside, relief washing over him as he escaped the biting cold. The interior was small and damp, but it was a refuge from the storm raging outside. With a quick assessment of his surroundings, he began to set up a makeshift campsite. Noah erected his tent with practiced efficiency, the biting wind doing little to deter his focus. The small, dome-shaped shelter provided a much-needed respite from the icy expanse. Once the tent was secured, he rummaged through his item box, pulling out the essentials for a makeshift meal. A small, portable stove, a packet of dehydrated soup, and a few energy bars would have to suffice. The stove was set up with surprising ease, its me a warm counterpoint to the icy world outside. The soup packet was added to a pot of melting snow, its aroma filling the small space with aforting warmth. As the soup simmered, Noah leaned against the tent wall, his body slowly warming up. The meal was simple, but it was exactly what he needed. The hot soup, coupled with the energy bars, provided the sustenance he required. As he ate, he allowed his mind to wander, contemting the challenges thaty ahead. Hopefully it would be fun. Chapter 210: Dungeons Competition 7 [Ding! Clear this floor in two hours! Rewards: 5000 Gold Coins and 3 Points in Mana] It went without saying that he eagerly epted the mission. Noah emerged from the cave, the icy wind biting at his exposed skin. He was d in warm, insting gear, a necessary precaution against the frigid temperatures. His Presence Detection skill was activated, scanning the vast expanse of snow for any signs of life. Almost immediately, a cluster of red dots appeared on his mental map, indicating the presence of hostile creatures. They were Ice Orcs, monstrous humanoids with pale, almost translucent skin and eyes that glowed an eerie blue. Their bodies were covered in a thickyer of frost, and their breath formed visible clouds in the frigid air. Armed with crude, ice-encrusted clubs, they were a formidable opponent. Noah braced himself, his hand instinctively reaching for his weapon. The hunt had begun. Noah moved with the grace of a panther, his body a blur of motion as he vanished into the heart of the approaching ice orcs. In a blink of an eye, he reappeared amidst their ranks, Nemesis, his sword, aze with a dark, ethereal fire. The de, imbued with the essence of darkness, sliced through the frigid flesh of the ice orcs with chilling efficiency. The orcs, their bodies slowed by the frigid environment, were no match for Noah''s speed and power. Their clubs, cumbersome, were swatted aside with contemptuous ease. With each strike, Noah infused his sword with the darkness element, the wounds he inflicted festering and growing, hindering the orcs'' regenerative abilities. The ice orcs, enraged by their inability to harm their opponent, fought with a desperate ferocity. Their roars echoed through the icy expanse, a chilling cacophony that seemed to defy the frigid temperatures. But Noah, unfazed by their aggression, continued his relentless assault. His movements were a dance of death, a ballet of steel and shadow. The battle raged on, a symphony of steel on flesh and bone. The ice orcs, their numbers dwindling, fought with a desperate frenzy. Their attacks, though powerful, were bing increasingly erratic. Noah, a calm eye in the storm, moved with deadly precision. With a final, powerful strike, he severed the head of thest ice orc. The creature''s body slumped to the ground, a lifeless husk in the snow. The battle was over. Noah stood victorious, his breathing in ragged gasps. He sheathed Nemesis, the sword humming with satisfaction. Exhausted but exhrated, he looked around at the carnage. Three ice orc corpsesy scattered across the snow, their bodies slowly freezing in the bitter cold. A sense of aplishment washed over him. He had faced his first challenge on the second floor and emerged triumphant. [You have earned 15% Experience] He ignored this and focused on something else entirely. Noah''s smartwatch vibrated, a subtle chime breaking the silence of the icy expanse. A notification appeared, informing him of a points increase. His tally now stood at one hundred and ten points, a testament to his efficiency and skill. A sense of satisfaction washed over him. He believed he was currently leading the dungeonpetition, a position he intended to maintain. The ice orcs, while formidable, had been no match for hisbined skill and power. With renewed vigor, he continued his exploration of the second floor, his senses alert, ready to face whatever challengesy ahead. Noah''s journey through the icy expanse continued, the wind whipping at his face as he pressed onward. His Presence Detection skill alerted him to a new cluster of threats¡ªnine ice orcs. Their forms, hulking and menacing, materialized on the horizon. Rather than engaging in a melee, Noah opted for a more strategic approach. He summoned his five daggers, their forms shimmering with an ethereal glow. Each dagger was infused with the essence of the Hellfire, their des pulsing with an ominous crimson light. Simultaneously, he gathered the darkness within him, shaping it into a sphere of pure ckness. It hovered in front of him, a glowing orb ofpressed energy. With a focused thought, heunched the sphere towards the oing orcs. The dark orb exploded amidst the ice orcs, a cataclysmic eruption of darkness and destructive force. The Hellfire, unleashed within the confined space, consumed the orcs, their bodies reduced to ash in an instant. Kaboom! The explosion sent shockwaves through the icyndscape, the ground trembling beneath Noah''s feet. The aftermath of the explosion was a chilling tableau. Nine ice orcs, reduced to mere ashes, scattered across the pristine snow. [You have earned 45% Experience] His current exp bar was filled to 60%. Noah stood amidst the carnage, a silent specter of destruction. His heart pounded in his chest, a testament to the adrenaline coursing through his veins. But the battle was far from over. The icy expanse was teeming with life, a constant threat lurking in the shadows. New targets appeared on his mental map, a cluster of twelve ice orcs, their presence a stark reminder of the dangers that lurked in this frozen world. With a renewed sense of purpose, Noah readied himself. His daggers, imbued with the essence of Hellfire, hummed with anticipation. Nemesis, his trusty sword, felt like an extension of his own body. He moved with the grace of a panther, his body a blur of motion as he closed the distance between him and the oing horde. The battle was a symphony of chaos and precision. Noah danced amidst the ice orcs, his movements a blur of speed and agility. His daggers, under his telekic control, weaved a deadly pattern, striking with the speed of a viper. Nemesis, a crimson blur in the icyndscape, found its mark with every swing. The orcs, enraged by the loss of theirrades, fought with a desperate ferocity. Their clubscumbersomeme, crashed against the snow, sending icy shards flying in all directions. But Noah, with his superior speed and agility, evaded their attacks with contemptuous ease. He was a phantom in the snow, a specter of death that haunted their dreams. Noah activated the "Night of Death" skill, plunging the icy expanse into an artificial darkness. The world transformed into a monochromatic canvas, the white of the snow indistinguishable from the shadows. The ice orcs, disoriented by the sudden change, stumbled and faltered, their movements slowed by the unfamiliar environment. In this world of darkness, Noah was a predator, his senses heightened. He materialized two additional daggers, their forms shimmering in the gloom. With Nemesis in his hand and the four daggers orbiting around him, he charged into the heart of the ice orc horde. His movements were a blur of speed and precision, a deadly ballet in the heart of darkness. He struck with the calcted ferocity of a seasoned assassin, targeting weak points with deadly uracy. The daggers, under his telekic control,plemented his attacks, a swarm of steel that found its mark with every strike. The ice orcs, disoriented and weakened by the darkness, were no match for Noah''s skill and power. Their howls, once a chorus of defiance, were reduced to whimpers of pain and fear. One by one, they fell, their icy bodies adding to the growing pile of carnage. Your journey continues at m v|l-e''-NovelBin The battle was a symphony of violence, a deadly dance in the heart of darkness. Noah, a specter in the night, an Angel of Death in blooming moved with an otherworldly grace, his every action a testament to his mastery ofbat. The darkness deepened, a suffocating nket that enveloped the ice orcs in a chilling embrace. Their movements became slower, their attacks less coordinated. Noah, a master of the night, thrived in this environment. His senses were heightened, his reflexes sharpened. With a feral grin, heunched himself into the heart of the remaining ice orcs. His daggers, like venomous snakes, found their targets with deadly precision. Nemesis, a crimson blur in the darkness, cleaved through the icy flesh with ease. The orcs, their world turned upside down, fought with a desperate ferocity. But their efforts were futile. One by one, they fell, their bodies adding to the growing pile of frozen corpses. The air was thick with the scent of blood and ice, a chilling aroma that filled Noah with a primal satisfaction. He was a predator at the top of the food chain, a force of nature unleashed upon the frozen world. As thest ice orc fell, the darkness began to dissipate. The world returned to its normal state, the icyndscape bathed in the cold light of day. Noah stood amidst the carnage, his breathing in ragged gasps. He was covered in blood and ice, a testament to the ferocity of the battle. He wiped the sweat from his brow, a sense of aplishment washing over him. He had faced a formidable challenge and emerged victorious. [Ding! You have level up] The system''s notification rang out, he was now level 52, eight more level to reach the next rank. He was half way through the next level, level 53. Before leaving this dungeon he must reach the next rank, this was the goal he set for himself. Chapter 211: Ice Golem and Special Ice Orc [Ding! You have level up] The system''s notification rang out; he was now level 52, eight more levels to reach the next rank. He was halfway through the next level, level 53. Before leaving this dungeon, he must reach the next rank; this was the goal he set for himself. Noah pressed on after closing his status window and putting points on some of his stats. He put the four stats points on his stats. Two points on mana and the remaining two were distributed equally between Strength and Dexterity. The three stats were at the same point: 139 each. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 52 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 139 Strength: 139 Intelligence: 118 Dexterity: 139 Luck: 109 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 7060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv2} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} {Super Regeneration Lv2} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} {Hellfire} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö The icy expanse stretched out before him, a deste and unforgivingndscape. His smartwatch pinged, informing him of a new point tally: 137. The elimination of twelve ice orcs had yielded a substantial reward. As he ventured deeper into the dungeon, the temperature began to drop, the wind howling with an increased intensity. The snow crunched beneath his boots, the only sound in the eerie silence. His senses were on high alert, scanning the horizon for any signs of danger. Suddenly, a tremor shook the ground. Rumble! A low rumble echoed through the icy expanse. The snow began to shift and crack, and from the depths of the frozen earth, a colossal figure emerged. It was an ice golem, a towering behemoth of ice and stone, its eyes glowing with an unnatural blue light. The ice golem, a towering behemoth of ice and stone, emerged from the depths of the frozen earth. Its eyes, two glowing orbs of unnatural blue, fixed Noah with a cold, predatory gaze. The creature was a colossus, its body rippling with a hidden power. Noah, despite the shock of the encounter, maintained hisposure. The adrenaline coursing through his veins served as a counterbnce to the fear that crept into his mind. He gripped Nemesis tighter, the sword humming with anticipation. The ice golem roared, a sound that shook the very foundations of the icyndscape. With a thunderous step, it advanced toward Noah, its massive form casting a long, ominous shadow. Noah met the charge head-on, his body taut with anticipation. The collision was earth-shattering. The ice golem''s fist connected with Noah''s shield, sending shockwaves through his body. But Noah held firm, his feet nted firmly in the snow. Nemesis, a blur of crimson light, found a gap in the creature''s defenses, biting deep into its icy flesh. The golem retaliated with a flurry of blows, its icy fists crashing down with relentless force. Noah danced around the creature, his movements a blur of speed and agility. He parried, he dodged, he countered, his body a symphony of motion. The daggers, under his telekic control, joined the fray, their ethereal forms a deadly swarm. Find adventures at m_v l|e-NovelBin The battle raged on, a titanic struggle between man and monster. The ice golem, despite its size, was surprisingly agile, its movements punctuated by bursts of speed that caught Noah off guard. Noah, in turn, fought with a ferocity born of desperation. His body ached, and his breath came in ragged gasps, but he refused to yield. The ice golem unleashed a devastating attack, its fist a blur of motion. Noah, anticipating the blow, rolled to the side, barely avoiding the crushing impact. The golem''s fist connected with the ground, sending tremors through the icyndscape. Enraged, Noahunched a counterattack. He channeled his remaining energy into a single, devastating blow. Nemesis, aze with crimson light, was imbued with the full force of his being. With a cry that echoed through the frozen wastnd, he struck. Boom! A long gash appeared on the Ice Golem''s torso, forming countless cracks. However, this damage couldn''t stop the Ice Golem; on the contrary, it became more ferocious, and they shed again. The sh between man and monster reached its crescendo. Noah''s sword, imbued with the crimson mes of Hellfire, connected with the ice golem''s core. Boom! CRACK~ A deafening crack echoed through the icy expanse as the colossal creature split in two. The ice golem, its life force extinguished, copsed to the ground with a thunderous crash. Doom! Noah stood amidst the ruins of his victory, his breathing in ragged gasps. ''''Huff! Huff! It''s why I hate facing golem.'''' Noah stood amidst the remnants of the ice golem, his breathing in ragged gasps. The victory was bittersweet. The creature had been a formidable opponent, and the battle had pushed him to his limits. Yet, a sense of aplishment washed over him. He had conquered another challenge, and his resolve to explore the depths of this frozen dungeon only grew stronger. [You have earned 30% Exp] 20% more to reach the next level (53). The air was thick with the scent of ozone and melting ice. The temperature had dropped significantly since the golem''s demise, and a biting wind whipped across the icy expanse. Noah pulled his cloak tighter around him, the fabric offering little respite from the cold. As he ventured deeper into the dungeon, thendscape began to change. The snow-covered ground gave way to a treacherous expanse of ice, slick and treacherous. The walls of the cavern seemed to close in around him, the darkness pressing against his senses. A faint glow emanated from the distance, a beacon of hope in the icy darkness. With renewed determination, Noah pressed on, his footsteps echoing in the silence. As he drew closer, the glow intensified, revealing a vast chamber, its walls adorned with intricate ice formations. In the center of the chamber stood a colossal ice throne, and upon it sat a figure cloaked in shadow. A chill ran down Noah''s spine. He knew that this was the heart of the second floor, the final challenge. And as he stepped into the chamber, he realized that the true test was about to begin. The chamber was a chilling expanse of ice and shadow. In the center, an enormous ice throne stood as a testament to the dungeon''s power. Perched upon it was a colossal ice orc, its bodyrger and more muscr than any Noah had encountered before. A crystal crown adorned its head, a symbol of its status as the ruler of this frozen domain. The creature''s eyes, glowing with an unnatural blue light, fixed on Noah with a predatory intensity. A low growl rumbled in its chest, a chilling prelude to the impending battle. The air crackled with anticipation, the silence broken only by the creature''s heavy breathing. With a thunderous step, the ice orcunched itself at Noah. The ground trembled under its weight, the impact sending shockwaves through the chamber. Noah, his body taut with anticipation, met the charge with a counterattack. Nemesis, his sword aze with Hellfire, collided with the creature''s icy fist. Boom! The sh was a symphony of violence, a battle between man and monster. The ice orc, despite its size, was surprisingly agile. Its attacks were swift and powerful, its icy breath capable of freezing even the hardiest of foes. Noah, on the other hand, relied on his speed and agility, his sword a blur of crimson light. The battle raged on, a deadly dance in the heart of the ice cavern. Noah, his body aching with exertion, fought with a grim determination. The ice orc, its health slowly dwindling, fought with a desperate ferocity. Noah activated the "Night of Death" skill, plunging the cavern into an artificial darkness. The icy expanse was transformed into a void, the visibility reduced to almost nothing. The ice orc, momentarily disoriented by the sudden change, stumbled and faltered. Noah, a specter in the night, unleashed his full potential. He activated the "Seal of Death," a dark, ethereal mark appearing above the ice orc. The creature, now cursed, found its vitality slowly draining. With a surge of power, he activated the "Lord of the Night" skill. His senses heightened, his body infused with an unnatural strength and speed. He became a predator in the darkness, a force of nature unleashed. The battle reached a fever pitch. Noah, a blur of motion, moved with a deadly precision. His sword, Nemesis, was a beacon of crimson light in the darkness, cutting through the ice orc''s defenses with ease. The creature, weakened by the curse and the relentless onught, fought with a desperate ferocity. The cavern echoed with the sounds of their struggle, a symphony of violence and despair. The ice orc, its once imposing form now marred by countless wounds, was on the brink of defeat. Noah, with a final, decisive strike, brought the battle to an end. The ice orc copsed, its lifeless body adding to the growing pile of fallen enemies Noah as an Angel of Death had sent to the underworld. Chapter 212: 3rd Floor [Ding! You have Level up!] Noah copsed to the ground, his body aching with exhaustion. The battle against the ice orc had been grueling, a test of his physical and mental limits. Despite the adrenaline rush that had fueled him through the fight, fatigue was now iming its toll. He activated his status window, a glowing interface oveying his vision. The familiar disy showed that he had leveled up to level fifty-three. His stats had increased, a tangible reward for his efforts. Satisfaction washed over him, a fleeting moment of respite before the harsh reality of the dungeon set in. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 53 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 141 Strength: 141 Intelligence: 120 Dexterity: 141 Luck: 111 Stat Points: 2 Coins: 7060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv2} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} {Super Regeneration Lv2} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} {Hellfire} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Bncing rest and work was essential. He needed to recharge his energy, both physically and mentally, before facing whatever challengesy ahead. With a deep breath, he closed his eyes, allowing the darkness to envelop him. The icy cavern became his temporary sanctuary, a ce of rest and rejuvenation. Noah awoke with a start, his body feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. The short rest had done wonders for his physical and mental state. A nce at his smartwatch revealed that twenty minutes had passed, and his score had risen to one hundred and fifty points. A sense of urgency propelled him forward. He had less than an hour to clear the second floor and reach the third. Time was of the essence. With renewed determination, he set off, his movements a blur of speed and efficiency. The icy expanse was filled with threats, but Noah was a force to be reckoned with. He moved through thendscape like a phantom, his senses heightened, his reflexes honed to perfection. Ice orcs fell before his onught, their bodies adding to the growing pile of carnage. The minutes ticked by, the pressure mounting. With each passing moment, the stakes grew higher. But Noah remained focused, his mind a fortress of determination. He fought with a relentless efficiency, his skills honed to perfection. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he reached the door leading to the third floor. His score had risen to one hundred and seventy points, a testament to his speed and efficiency. With a deep breath, he stepped through the portal, ready to face whatever challengesy ahead. The third floor was a stark contrast to the icy expanse of the second. A vast, endless sea stretched out before Noah, its surface shimmering under the ethereal light that filtered through the dungeon''s ceiling. Scattered across this aquatic expanse were numerous inds, some norger than a speck on the horizon, othersrger, their shorespped by the gentle waves. These inds were connected by narrow strips ofnd, like bridges thrown across the water. The overall effect was one of intricate beauty, a natural masterpiece crafted with precision. But Noah knew that this serenendscape was deceptive. The depths of this underwater world were undoubtedly teeming with life, some of it undoubtedly hostile. He stood at the edge of the first ind, the salty sea breeze carrying the promise of adventure. A new challenge awaited, and he was ready to face it. Discover hidden tales at m,v l''e-NovelBin [Ding! Missionpleted. Rewards: +3 mana points and 5000G] Noah immediately put the two stat points on both Strength and Dexterity. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 53 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 144 Strength: 142 Intelligence: 120 Dexterity: 142 Luck: 111 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 12060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv2} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} {Super Regeneration Lv2} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} {Hellfire} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Noah''s eyes scanned the vast expanse of water, a sense of anticipation filling him. The ind he stood on was small, a mere speck in the oceanic expanse. [Ding! New Mission: Clear this floor in two hours. Reward: 5 points on Strength and Dexterity] The system''s notification echoed in his mind, a challenge epted. A new mission: clear the floor in two hours. The reward, a boost to his strength and dexterity, was enticing. But the challenge was equally daunting. He knew that this floor would test his limits in ways he had never imagined. With a deep breath, he stepped onto the narrow bridge connecting the ind to the next. The water below churned and frothed, a hidden world teeming with unknown creatures. As he walked, he kept his senses sharp, his eyes scanning the water for any signs of danger. The journey across the bridge was fraught with tension. With each step, he was one misstep away from a watery grave. But Noah pressed on, his determination unwavering. The ind ahead loomedrger, a beacon of hope in this watery expanse. Noah''s foot barely touched the sandy shore of the second ind when his Unprecedented Sense red to life, a cacophony of warnings echoing in his mind. Five menacing figures burst from the water, their upper bodies human-like, their lower halves ending in a fish-like tail. They were fishermen, creatures of the deep, their eyes glinting with a predatory hunger. Before they couldunch their attack, Noah unleashed his arsenal. Five daggers, imbued with the essence of darkness, materialized around him, their ethereal glow cutting through the water''s surface. With a flick of his wrist, he sent them hurtling towards the Fishmen. The daggers found their mark with deadly precision, piercing the vital organs of the creatures. The Fishmen, their bodies convulsing in agony, sank beneath the waves. In the blink of an eye, the threat was neutralized. Noah stood on the shore, his heart pounding with adrenaline. The encounter had been brief, but it served as a stark reminder of the dangers that lurked beneath the water''s surface. He knew that this was just the beginning. Noah moved with a cautious stride, his senses on high alert. The five daggers, imbued with the essence of darkness, danced around him like a protective shield, their ethereal glow cutting through the water''s surface. The ind chain stretched out before him, abyrinth ofnd and sea. As he progressed, the attacks grew more frequent and more ferocious. Schools of piranha-like creaturesunched themselves from the water, their razor-sharp teeth glinting in the sunlight. Giant crabs, their pincers snapping with deadly precision, emerged from the depths. And lurking in the shadows, unseen predators waited for the perfect moment to strike. Noah fought with relentless efficiency, his movements a blur of speed and power. The daggers, under his telekic control, were a deadly force, striking with surgical precision. His body, honed by countless battles, moved with an almost inhuman grace. The journey was arduous, but Noah pressed on. The clock was ticking, and he knew that he had to reach the end of the ind chain before time ran out. With each ind conquered, his confidence grew, and his determination strengthened. Noah stepped onto the seventh ind, argerndmasspared to the previous ones. As he explored the ind, a sense of unease crept over him. The air seemed to vibrate with an unseen tension, a warning of impending danger. His instincts were correct. A group of fifteen fishermen,rger and more muscr than the previous encounters, emerged from the surrounding waters. Their lower bodies were those of sharks, their skin tough and scales shimmering in the sunlight. Armed with crude, trident-like weapons, they encircled Noah, their eyes glinting with a predatory hunger. The battle was imminent. Noah''s heart pounded in his chest as the fifteen fishermen closed in. His mouth curled, he was certain he would be having fun. The five daggers orbiting him hummed with anticipation, ready to strike. The first attack came swiftly. A wave of tridents sliced through the air, aimed at vital points. Noah dodged and weaved, his movements fluid and precise. The daggers intercepted some of the iing attacks, their ethereal des shing against the crude weapons. The battle raged on, a chaotic ballet of death and survival. Noah fought with ferocity, almost as if possessed. He knew that every moment counted. The fishermen were relentless, their numbers a constant threat. But Noah was no ordinary man. He was the Angel of Death, the judge of the fallen. With each passing moment, the intensity of the fight increased. The ground was slick with fish blood, the air thick with the stench of battle. Noah''s body ached, his breathing in ragged gasps. But he refused to yield. His determination was a force to be reckoned with. Chapter 213: Blooming Angel of Death 1 The battle raged on, a fric dance of motion and steel. Noah, a whirlwind of destruction, moved with the grace of a seasoned warrior. His telekic control over the daggers transformed them into a deadly cyclone, slicing through the fishermen''s ranks. One by one, the fishermen sumbed, their bodies punctured by the des or crushed by the force of Noah''s blows. The once-clear waters around the ind were now stained crimson, a grim testament to the carnage that had unfolded. With a final, desperate attempt, thest fisherman fell to Noah''s relentless onught. Panting, his body drenched in sweat and blood, Noah stood victorious. The battle had been hard-fought, but he had emerged triumphant. Exhausted yet exhrated, Noah copsed to the ground, knowing that the journey was far from over. The clock was ticking, and there were still more inds to conquer. He had survived the ordeal, but the challenges thaty ahead were daunting. [You have earned 30% Exp] Noah''s smartwatch vibrated, a notification of his increased score appearing on the screen. He had reached one hundred and eighty-five points, a testament to his relentless efficiency. The brief respite had allowed his body to recover, and he was ready to face whatever challengesy ahead. He continued his journey across the ind chain, the vast expanse of water stretching out before him. The sun was beginning to set, casting long shadows across the water. The temperature had dropped, a chilling reminder of the dungeon''s unforgiving nature. As he stepped onto the next ind, a sense of unease washed over him. Something was amiss. The air was thick with tension, a silent warning of impending danger. His instincts, honed by countless battles, screamed at him to be cautious. His worst fears were confirmed as a horde of fishermen, numbering over thirty, emerged from the surrounding waters. Their eyes gleamed with a predatory hunger, their bodies rippling with anticipation. Noah readied himself, his mind a fortress of calm in the face of overwhelming odds. Noah''s lips curved into a sinister grin, a stark contrast to the grim determination that usually characterized his expression. His eyes, aze with an unnatural golden light, seemed to pierce through the gathering darkness. Nemesis, his trusty sword, transformed into a sleek, ck pistol, the grip molded perfectly into his hand. The five daggers, imbued with the essence of telekinesis, hovered around him like a protective shield, ready to strike at a moment''s notice. The fishermen, sensing their prey''s newfound confidence,unched themselves into an attack. Their tridents, glinting in the fading light, were a testament to their predatory nature. But Noah, a silent specter in the heart of the battle, was ready. The Angel of Death was Unleashed. Bang! The first shots rang out, a cacophony of gunfire that echoed across the ind. The bullets, imbued with the essence of darkness, were not mere projectiles; they were harbingers of death. Bang! Bang! Each bullet found its mark, tearing through flesh and bone with a sickening thud. The fishermen, caught off guard by the unexpected firepower, stumbled back, their ranks thinning rapidly. Noah moved with the grace of a panther, his body a blur of motion. The daggers, under his telekic control, danced around him, a deadly ballet of steel. They found their targets with uncanny precision, their strikes as swift and lethal as a venomous snake''s bite. The battleground transformed into a macabre tableau. Fishmen, their bodies torn apart by bullets and daggers, littered the ind. Blood mingled with seawater, creating a crimson tide thatpped at the shore. The air was thick with the stench of death, a pungent aroma that filled Noah''s nostrils. The remaining fishermen, sensing the impending doom, fought with a desperate ferocity, almost as if they had gone truly mad. Their attacks became more frenzied, their movements less coordinated. But Noah, unfazed by their aggression, maintained hisposure. He was calm in the eye of the storm, his mind clear, his body a weapon of destruction. With a final, concerted effort, Noah unleashed the full extent of his power. The daggers, transformed into a swirling vortex of darkness, engulfed the remaining fishermen. Their screams were muffled by the roaring wind, their bodies disappearing into the abyss of darkness. When the dust settled, the ind was silent; the only sound was the gentlepping of waves against the shore. Noah stood amidst the carnage, his body drenched in sweat and blood. He was a warrior, a survivor, a force to be reckoned with. The battle had been a test of his limits, but he had emerged victorious. A sense of satisfaction washed over him, tempered by the knowledge that this was only the beginning. The journey through the dungeon was far from over. [Ding! You have level up!] He was now level 54. He immediately distributed the free stat points between Strength and Dexterity. .¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 146 Strength: 145 Intelligence: 122 Dexterity: 145 Luck: 113 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 12060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv2} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} {Super Regeneration Lv2} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} {Hellfire} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Noah reviewed his enhanced stats with satisfaction. The additional points allocated to Strength and Dexterity would undoubtedly improve hisbat prowess. He felt a surge of anticipation as he prepared to delve deeper into the dungeon. The next ind loomed ahead, a mysterious silhouette against the backdrop of the endless sea. With renewed vigor, Noah stepped onto the narrow bridge connecting the twondmasses. The journey continued, each step bringing him closer to the heart of the 3rd floor. Noah stepped onto the final ind, its size dwarfing all the othersbined. A sense of foreboding washed over him as he scanned the horizon. The sea rumbled, the waves growingrger, more aggressive. A colossal figure emerged from the depths, a behemoth of a creature that dwarfed even thergest of ships. Its skin was a dark, almost oily sheen, and its eyes, glowing an eerie red, were filled with a predatory hunger. A trident,rger than any Noah had seen before, was clutched in its massive hands. The creature, a king among fishmen, roared, a sound that shook the very foundations of the ind. Water erupted around it, forming a protective barrier. Noah knew he was facing his greatest challenge yet. ''''This won''t be easy, though.'''' Noah braced himself as the colossal fishman charged. The creature''s trident, a monstrous weapon, glinted in the sunlight. A wave of water, summoned by the fishman, crashed against the ind, threatening to engulf Noah. Nemesis, transformed back into a sword, was gripped tightly in Noah''s hand. The five daggers, orbiting around him, were ready to strike. With a deep breath, Noah met the charge head-on. The sh of man and monster was a spectacle of raw power. Noah''s sword met the fishman''s trident with a thunderous ng, sending shockwaves through the ind. The water, manipted by the creature, crashed against Noah, but he held his ground, his feet nted firmly on the earth. The daggers, under his telekic control, found their mark, piercing the fishman''s scaled hide. The creature roared in pain, its movements slowed by the onught of attacks. But it was far from defeated. Its trident, a deadly weapon in its own right, continued to threaten Noah''s life. The battle was a test of endurance, a sh of wills. Noah, his body aching with exertion, fought with a grim determination. The fishman, a relentless force of nature, pressed its advantage. The oue of this battle would determine the fate of the dungeon. Noah activated the "Night of Death" skill, plunging the ind into an artificial darkness. The world transformed into a monochromatic canvas, the vibrant hues of the day reced by shades of gray. The fishman, a creature of the deep, was momentarily disoriented by the sudden change. In this world of shadows, Noah was a predator. His senses heightened, his movements fluid and precise. Nemesis, his sword, became a beacon of crimson light, cutting through the darkness. The daggers, under his telekic control, danced around him, a deadly ballet of steel. The fishman, enraged by the darkness,shed out with its trident. The weapon, a blur of motion, was met by a wall of daggers. The impact sent shockwaves through the water, creating ripples that distorted the darkness. Noah seized the opportunity, his body disappeared in a sh creating some afterimage as he closed the distance between them. With a swift motion, he brought Nemesis down, the sword biting deep into the fishman''s flesh. The creature roared in pain, its powerful body convulsing. But Noah was relentless, his attacks a storm of steel and shadow. Chapter 214: 4th Floor The battle raged on, a deadly dance in the heart of darkness. The ind trembled with each sh, the ground shaking beneath their feet. The oue of this battle would determine the fate of the dungeon. The battle reached a fever pitch. Noah, drenched in sweat and adrenaline, fought with a ferocity that belied his human form. The Fishman, its massive body scarred and bleeding was a testament to Noah''s skill. The creature, sensing its impending doom, unleashed a final, desperate attack. It summoned a tidal wave, a monstrous wall of water that threatened to engulf the ind. Noah, his back against the cliff, braced himself for the impact. In that moment, a surge of power coursed through him. The darkness around him intensified, coalescing into a tangible force. With a cry that echoed through the night, Noah unleashed the full extent of his power. The "Hellfire" skill ignited, a crimson inferno that consumed everything in its path. The tidal wave, upon contact with the mes, evaporated instantly. The fishman, caught in the crossfire, was engulfed by the inferno. Its screams were a cacophony of pain and terror, a final, desperate plea for mercy. When the mes subsided, the fishman was nothing more than a charred husk. The ind was silent, the only sound the gentlepping of waves against the shore. Noah stood amidst the ruins, his body trembling from exhaustion. He had done it. He had defeated the king of the fishmen. A sense of aplishment washed over him, tempered by the knowledge that this was only the beginning. The dungeon was not yet conquered. With a deep breath, he prepared himself for whaty ahead. [You have level up] [Ding! Missionpleted] Noah could not be happier. Explore more at m,v l''e-NovelBin ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 55 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 150 Strength: 151 Intelligence: 124 Dexterity: 151 Luck: 115 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 17060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skill: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv2} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} {Super Regeneration Lv2} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} {Hellfire} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Five more levels and he would reach the next rank. Thanks to the rewards forpleting the 3rd floor less than 2 hours and the two free stat points, his stats grew exponentially, three of them passing the 150 threshold. ''''4th here Ie!" Noah said before moving toward the fourth floor. The fourth floor was a stark contrast to the aquatic realm he had just conquered. A sprawling mountain range dominated thendscape, its peaks piercing the sky like the teeth of a colossal dragon. The rock formations were jagged and imposing, their surfaces etched with the scars of time. Between the mountainsy vast stretches of forest, a verdant expanse that contrasted sharply with the barren peaks. Towering trees, their branchesden with thick foliage, created a dense canopy that filtered the sunlight into dappled patterns on the forest floor. The air was filled with the sounds of nature, the rustling of leaves, the distant call of unseen creatures. It was a world of contrasts, a ce of beauty and danger. Noah stood at the edge of the mountain range, his gaze drawn to the towering peaks. A sense of adventure and trepidation filled him as he took his first steps into this new world. As the sun began its descent, casting long shadows across the mountain range, Noah sought a suitable ce to camp. The dwindling light and the promise of a long night ahead urged him to find shelter. After a twenty-minute search, he discovered a small clearing near a gentle river. The area was rtively t, offering a stable ground for his tent. The river provided a source of fresh water, essential for survival. With practiced efficiency, Noah erected his tent, its colorful fabric a stark contrast to the muted tones of the surrounding environment. He gathered firewood from the nearby forest, the crackling sound of burning wood aforting counterpoint to the eerie silence of the night. As the darkness enveloped the forest, Noah prepared a simple meal. The warmth of the fire and the satisfaction of a full stomach provided a much-needed respite from the rigors of the dungeon. With a sense of contentment, he crawled into his tent, ready to face the challenges of the new day. Lilith emerged from the portal onto the third floor, her arrival as silent as a shadow. The vast expanse of water, teeming with life, met her gaze. A group of fishmen, their forms rippling with menace, surfaced from the depths, their eyes locked onto the intruder. Without hesitation, Lilith activated her abilities. Space and wind elements intertwined, creating a vortex of chaos. Her body vanished, reappearing amidst the heart of the fishmen. Her sword, a blur of silver light, carved through the water, cleaving fishmen in two with each strike. The battle was a ballet of death, a symphony of violence and grace. Lilith, a silent specter in the heart of the chaos, moved with an otherworldly efficiency. The fishmen, their bodies torn apart by the relentless onught, fell like wheat before a scythe. In a matter of moments, the threat was neutralized. The once teeming waters were now a silent graveyard, the bodies of the fishmen sinking into the depths. Lilith stood amidst the carnage, her expression as impassive as ever. She had faced the challenge and emerged victorious. With a cold efficiency, she continued her journey, her eyes scanning the horizon for the next threat. The dungeon was a harsh mistress, and she was determined to conquer it. After she must not lose to him this time, she had to regain the lead just like when they were youngers. As the sun began its descent, casting long shadows across the watery expanse, Lilith sought refuge on one of the conquered inds. The ind, a small oasis in the vast ocean, offered a temporary respite from the relentless journey. With practiced efficiency, she erected her tent, a familiar haven in the unfamiliar surroundings. The night was descending, and rest was essential. But before indulging in the luxury of sleep, she needed to cleanse herself of the grime and grime of battle. From her spatial ring, she summoned a colossal bathtub, a luxury item in the harsh environment of the dungeon. It materialized with a shimmer, its porcin surface reflecting the fading light. Filled with warm water infused with rejuvenating herbs, it promised a moment of respite. Lilith disrobed, her movements fluid and graceful. The warm water enveloped her, washing away the grime and fatigue of the day. The soothing sensation was a balm to her weary body, a moment of tranquility in the midst of chaos. Lilith emerged from the bathtub, her skin refreshed and her senses revitalized. Hunger gnawed at her, a stark reminder of the physical demands of the dungeon. She pulled out a small, portable kitchen device from her spatial ring. This magical contraption, capable of preparing meals with astonishing efficiency, was a luxury she hade to appreciate. With a few simplemands, she initiated the cooking process. Rice, a staple in her diet, was prepared in minutes, its fragrant aroma filling the air. Several fish, caught earlier, were cleaned and prepared for grilling. The magical device, with its advanced cooking capabilities, ensured that the food was cooked to perfection. As she waited for the meal to be ready, Lilith allowed her mind to wander. The journey through the dungeon had been arduous, filled with challenges and triumphs. But with each victory, her resolve grew stronger. She was a warrior, a survivor, a conqueror. And she would not stop until she had reached the end and surpass him. The aroma of grilled fish and cooked rice filled the air, a tantalizing invitation. Lilith sat down by a small campfire, the flickering mes casting dancing shadows on her face. The warmth of the fire and the delicious meal provided a much-needed respite from the harshness of the dungeon. As she ate, her mind drifted to Noah. She wondered where he was, what challenges he was facing. A flicker of concern passed through her, but she quickly suppressed it. This was a dungeon, a ce of trials and tribtions. Each adventurer was alone in their journey. With her meal finished, Lilith cleaned up the remnants of her dinner. The night was still young, and she knew she needed to rest if she was to face the challenges of the next day. As she crawled into her tent, she felt a sense of peace. She was prepared, both physically and mentally. The dungeon could bring whatever it wanted. She would be ready. As she drifted into a sleep, stars twinkled in the dungeon''s night sky, a beautiful sight to behold but unfortunately no one was present to enjoy it. Chapter 215: Spirits The first rays of dawn painted the sky with hues of orange and pink, casting long shadows across the forest. Noah emerged from his tent, the morning air crisp and refreshing. A new day had begun, and with it, a fresh set of challenges. His body felt rejuvenated after a night of rest. The aches and pains from the previous battles had subsided, reced by a renewed sense of purpose. He stretched, his muscles groaning in protest. The day ahead promised to be filled with danger and excitement, and he was ready to face it. With a deep breath, he prepared himself for the journey ahead. The forest was abyrinth of towering trees and dense undergrowth. Strange creatures lurked in the shadows, their eyes glowing with a predatory hunger. But Noah was no stranger to danger. He was a warrior, a survivor, and he would not let fear dictate his actions. Noahpleted a rigorous morning exercise routine, his body moving with practiced efficiency. The fresh morning air, filled with the invigorating scent of pine needles, invigorated his senses. His muscles ached with a pleasant soreness, a testament to the workout''s intensity. Afterward, he turned his attention to sustenance. Using his portable kitchen device, he prepared a simple yet nourishing meal. The aroma of cooked food filled the small campsite, aforting scent in the heart of the wilderness. As he ate, he contemted the day ahead, the unknown challenges thaty in wait. With a renewed sense of purpose, he finished his meal and prepared to continue his journey. As Noah delved deeper into the forest, the trees grew taller, their canopy forming a thick, almost imprable barrier to the sunlight. The undergrowth became denser, filled with strange and exotic nts. The air was still, the only sound the crunch of leaves beneath his feet. Suddenly, a sense of unease washed over him. His Presence Detection skill red to life, a cluster of red dots appearing on his mental map. But these were not ordinary creatures. They were spirits, entities of pure energy, unbound by thews of the physical world. The first spirit materialized before him, a translucent figure of a woman with long, flowing hair. Her eyes, empty voids, seemed to pierce through Noah''s soul. Her form shimmered, as if caught in a perpetual state of flux. She was not alive, but she was not dead either. She was something in between, a haunting echo of a life long gone. The spirit let out a mournful wail, its voice a chilling whisper carried by the wind. It charged, its form blurring as it moved. Noah knew that this would be a different kind of battle. [Ding! Clear this floor in less than two hours. Reward: +5 INT] A new system''s mission and of course with its reward. An increase of his intelligence stat was not bad, instead it was weed as he could focus and execute his skills more efficiently. Noah realized that conventional attacks were ineffective against these ethereal beings. The spirit, impervious to physical harm, continued its advance, its mournful wail echoing through the forest. Remembering the potential of his Hellfire, Noah summoned the destructive power within him. A small orb of ck me materialized in his hand, its core pulsating with an ominous energy. He hurled the orb at the spirit, a desperate gamble. The Hellfire collided with the ethereal being, a sh of elemental forces. The spirit, caught in the inferno, let out a piercing shriek, its form flickering and fading. Slowly but surely, it was consumed by the mes, its essence dissipating into nothingness. With a final burst of light, the spirit vanished, leaving behind a sense of aplishment. Noah had conquered his first spirit, a victory that filled him with a strange sense of satisfaction. [You have earned 2% Exp!] ''''Tch! Such a low experience point, well, it doesn''t matter. I''ll ughter you to my heart''s content.'''' Noah''s golden eyes, filled with a cold determination, scanned the forest. The victory over the first spirit had ignited a spark within him, a hunger for challenge. He knew that the deeper he ventured into the forest, the stronger the spirits would be. He encountered more spirits, their forms varying in shape and size. Some were humanoid, while others resembled grotesque animals. But all shared amon trait: their ethereal nature. Noah, with a cold efficiency, dispatched them one by one. The Hellfire, a weapon of unparalleled power, proved to be the key to their defeat. The spirits, unable to withstand the intense heat, were reduced to ashes, their essence consumed by the mes. With each victory, Noah''s confidence grew. He moved through the forest like a silent predator, his senses honed to perfection. Normally, the spirits, source of fear, were now mere obstacles to be ovee. Noah delved deeper into the forest, the trees growing taller and denser with each step. The undergrowth became a treacherousbyrinth, filled with unseen hazards. Yet, he pressed on, his determination unwavering. The spirits that inhabited this part of the forest were of a higher order, their forms moreplex and their powers more potent. But to Noah, they were merely obstacles, challenges to be ovee. He moved through the forest with a casual indifference, his Hellfire a constantpanion, a weapon of unmatched power. As he progressed, he encountered spirits of immense power, their forms towering over him. But even these formidable opponents were no match for the destructive force of the Hellfire. The forest was transformed into a battlefield, the ground littered with the remnants of defeated spirits. With each victory, Noah''s confidence grew. He moved through the forest with a sense of invincibility, his humming a stark contrast to the carnage that surrounded him. If others were to witness his exploits, they would undoubtedly be filled with a mix of awe and terror. But Noah, oblivious to the potential impact of his actions, continued his journey, his mind already focused on the next challenge. His experience bar was almost filled up, twenty more percent and he would reach the next rank. Noah delved deeper into the forest, the canopy growing denser, the undergrowth more treacherous. The air was thick with an unnatural silence, a premonition of danger. His senses were on high alert, his body tensed, ready for a confrontation. Finally, he reached the heart of the forest, a clearing bathed in an ethereal glow. In the center of the clearing stood a colossal figure, a spirit king. Its form was humanoid, yet it possessed an otherworldly aura. Its eyes, two glowing orbs of pure energy, pierced through Noah''s soul. The spirit king was a being of immense power, its presence alone capable of crushing the will of lesser yers. Yet, Noah stood his ground, his determination unwavering. He knew that this was the final test, the ultimate challenge of this stage, killing this thing would surely increase his level. Experience tales at m v|l e''-NovelBin The Spirit King, a towering figure of immense power, stood before Noah. Its form, a grotesque amalgamation of human and beast, exuded an aura of ancient evil. Its eyes, burning with an otherworldly intensity, locked onto Noah, a silent challenge. Noah, his body tensed, met the Spirit King''s gaze without flinching. He knew that this would be the most challenging battle of his life. The Hellfire, his trusted weapon, burned brightly in his hand, a beacon of hope in the face of overwhelming darkness. The Spirit King let out a roar that shook the forest, a challenge to Noah''s resolve. The ground trembled as the creature charged, its speed astonishing for a being of its size. Noah, with a calm determination, met the charge head-on, his Hellfire ready to strike. The collision was cataclysmic. Nemesis, imbued with the Hellfire, met the Spirit King''s fist with a force that shook the very foundations of the forest. The air crackled with energy, a blinding light erupting from the point of impact. The ground trembled, the forest responding to the titanic struggle. Noah, his body braced against the shockwave, felt a surge of power coursing through him. The Hellfire, unleashed in its full glory, was a weapon of unparalleled destruction. The Spirit King, despite its immense power, was forced to retreat, its form flickering as it absorbed the impact. The battle had truly begun. The initial sh was merely a prelude to the chaos that ensued. The Spirit King, enraged by the unexpected resistance, unleashed a barrage of attacks. Its fists, imbued with raw elemental power, rained down upon Noah, each strike capable of shattering mountains. Noah, with a grin on his lips, parried the onught, his movements fluid and precise. Nemesis, a blur of ck me, danced around the Spirit King, seeking an opening. The forest was transformed into a battlefield, trees uprooted, the ground scarred by the impact of their titanic struggle. The air was filled with the crackle of electricity, the roar of wind, and the hiss of fire. The Spirit King, a master of elemental maniption, unleashed a storm of attacks, each more devastating than thest. But Noah, with his unwavering spirit and the power of the Hellfire, held his ground. Chapter 216: Towards the 5th Floor The air was filled with the crackle of electricity, the roar of wind, and the hiss of fire. The Spirit King, a master of elemental maniption, unleashed a storm of attacks, each more devastating than thest. But Noah, with his unwavering spirit and the power of the Hellfire, held his ground. The battle raged on, a tempest of raw power unleashed upon the forest. The Spirit King, its form growing more ethereal with each passing moment, unleashed a torrent of elemental attacks. Pooh! Pooh! Earth sprouted forth, forming towering spikes that pierced the sky. Whoosh! Whoosh! Wind howled, creating a vortex that threatened to tear Noah apart. And fire, a crimson inferno, engulfed the battlefield, threatening to consume everything in its path. Noah, unyielding, met each attack with a counterstrike. Nemesis, aze with Hellfire, sliced through the earth spikes, deflected the wind vortex, and extinguished the mes. With each parry, with each counterattack, Noah grew stronger, his resolve hardening like steel. The Spirit King, sensing its power waning, unleashed its final attack. A colossal energy sphere formed in its hands, a sphere that contained the essence of all elements. It was a desperate gamble, a final attempt to crush its opponent. Noah, his body bathed in a crimson glow, prepared to meet the attack head-on. This was the climax, the final confrontation. The Spirit King unleashed the colossal energy sphere, a sphere that contained the essence of all elements. It was a sphere of annihtion, a final desperate gamble. Noah, his body taut with anticipation, met the attack head-on. The sphere collided with Noah, a cataclysmic explosion that rocked the forest. The ground trembled, trees uprooted, the very fabric of reality seemed to tear at the seams. When the blinding light faded, Noah stood amidst the chaos, his form shrouded in a protective barrier of Hellfire. The Spirit King, battered but not defeated,unched another attack. This time, it was a barrage of elemental projectiles: fireballs, ice shards, and bolts of lightning. Noah, with a cold efficiency, dodged, parried, and countered. His Hellfire, a constantpanion, was a shield and a weapon, protecting him from harm while dealing devastating damage to the enemy. The battle raged on, a dance of life and death yed out in the heart of the forest. The ground was scarred, the trees uprooted, the air thick with the stench of ozone. Noah, his body pushed to its limits, fought with a feral intensity. The Spirit King, its power waning, fought with a desperate ferocity. The climax was inevitable. With a final, desperate effort, Noah channeled all his remaining energy into a single, devastating attack. The Hellfire, amplified by his determination, erupted in a cataclysmic explosion. The Spirit King, caught in the inferno, let out a final, agonized scream before disappearing into nothingness. The forest was silent, the only sound the gentle rustling of leaves. Noah stood amidst the ruins, his body trembling from exhaustion. He had defeated the Spirit King, the final guardian of the fourth floor. [Ding! Level up!] [Ding! Mission Sessfully Completed] [Reward: +5 INT] Immediately, Noah felt something clicking in his brain, as if the door to a certain realm had been unlocked. His instinct was telling him that, an increase of Intelligence and the sensation he just felt was a preparation for the next floor. Well, it might be the wrong assumption but whatever. Calling out his status window, he immediately put the two stats point on Mana just in case, now it was slightly above Strength and Dexterity. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 56 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 154 Strength: 153 Intelligence: 131 Dexterity: 153 Luck: 112 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 17060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skills: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv2} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} {Super Regeneration Lv2} Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} {Hellfire} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Noah copsed to the ground, his body trembling with exhaustion, he could now rest after ying with his stats.The battle against the Spirit King had pushed him to his absolute limits. But the sense of aplishment was a powerful motivator. He had conquered another formidable foe, and his resolve to conquer the dungeon was unwavering. After a brief rest, he stood up, his body feeling surprisingly refreshed. His smartwatch vibrated, disying his new point total: two hundred and ten. A surge of satisfaction washed over him. He had surpassed the two-hundred-point mark, a significant milestone in his dungeon exploration. With renewed vigor, Noah turned his attention to the imposing door leading to the fifth floor. It was time to face whatever challenges awaited him in the next realm. Lilith stepped through the portal, her arrival on the fourth floor almost unnoticed. The forest, still reeling from the aftermath of Noah''s battle with the Spirit King, was an eeriendscape. A sense of unease washed over her, an intuition honed by countless battles warning her of impending danger. The forest seemed to react to her presence. New spirits, born from the dungeon''s unyielding will to defend its territory, materialized from the shadows. Their forms were grotesque, their eyes burning with an unnatural intensity. Lilith, her expression as impassive as ever, drew her sword. The de, imbued with the essence of space, hummed with anticipation. With a swift movement, she vanished into the heart of the newly spawned spirits. Her strikes were swift and deadly, each blow a testament to her mastery of swordsmanship. The forest became a battleground, the cries of the spirits mingling with the rustling of leaves. Lilith, a silent specter in the heart of the chaos, moved with an ethereal grace. Her sword, a blur of silver light, carved through the spirits, their ethereal forms dissipating into nothingness. The forest was a maelstrom of spectral energy. Lilith, a solitary figure amidst the chaos, moved with a predatory grace. Her sword, a conduit for the fabric of space, sliced through the spectral forms with ease. Each strike was a precise incision, a surgical removal of a malignant growth. The spirits, sensing their impending doom, grew more desperate. They coalesced intorger, more formidable forms, their attacks bing more coordinated. But Lilith was unyielding. Her mastery of space allowed her to anticipate their movements, to strike before they could react. With each fallen enemy, the forest seemed to grow quieter. The spectral energy that permeated the air began to dissipate. Lilith, sensing the end was near, pressed her advantage. With a final, powerful strike, she cleaved thest of the spirits in two. The forest fell silent. The only sound was the wind rustling through the trees. Lilith stood amidst the ruins, her sword still drawn. Lilith stood amidst the carnage, her expression as impassive as ever. The forest, once teeming with life, was now a deste graveyard of spectral forms. Her victory was undeniable, but the battle was far from over. A new wave of enemies emerged, their forms more imposing, their power more potent. These were not ordinary spirits, but guardians of the dungeon, designed to protect its heart. Their eyes burned with an unnatural intensity, their aura exuding a sense of ancient evil. Lilith, her senses on high alert, braced herself. She knew that this would be the ultimate test, a battle that would determine the fate of her journey. The air crackled with anticipation, the forest held its breath. The final confrontation was about to begin. The new wave of spirits was unlike anything Lilith had encountered before. Their forms were colossal, their movements deliberate and powerful. They were not mere specters but beings of immense power, their essence intertwined with the very fabric of the dungeon. The first to attack was a towering figure, its bodyposed of swirling mist. It unleashed a torrent of spectral energy, a barrage of attacks that covered the entire battlefield. Lilith, her movements fluid and precise, danced through the onught, her sword a blur of silver light. The second spirit was a grotesque amalgamation of shadows, its form shifting and changing with every movement. It attacked with an unpredictable ferocity, its strikes imbued with a dark, corrupting energy. Lilith, her mind sharp and focused, countered each attack with deadly precision. The third spirit was a being of pure ice, its body crystalline and translucent. It controlled the elements, summoning blizzards and freezing the ground beneath Lilith''s feet. But Lilith was unyielding. Her sword, imbued with the essence of space, shattered the ice with ease. The battle raged on, a titanic sh of powers. Lilith, her body pushed to its limits, fought with a relentless determination. The spirits, sensing their impending doom, fought with a desperate ferocity. The forest, a silent witness to this epic struggle, trembled under the weight of their power. She had to catch up to him while also increase her points. Chapter 217: 5th Floor She had to catch up to him while also increase her points. ''''I can''t lose this time, definitely can''t lose.'''' she focused on the monsters in front of her. The battle reached a crescendo. The three spectral guardians, their forms battered but unbroken, converged on Lilith. Their attack was a symphony of destruction, a convergence of elemental forces designed to obliterate their opponent. Lilith, her body a conduit for raw energy, met the onught with a counterattack of her own. Her sword, a weapon of unparalleled power, sliced through the heart of the spectral maelstrom. Space itself seemed to bend to her will, creating rifts that swallowed the spirits whole. The sh of wills was a spectacle of cosmic proportions. The forest, caught in the crossfire, was reduced to a wastnd. Trees were uprooted, the ground cracked and scorched. But Lilith, her focus unwavering, stood her ground. With a final, desperate effort, the spirits unleashed their ultimate attack. A wave of spectral energy, ck as night and cold as death, washed over Lilith. She was engulfed in darkness, her form disappearing. A moment of silence followed a heavy stillness that hung in the air. Then, a blinding light erupted from the darkness. Lilith emerged, her form bathed in a celestial glow. Her sword, now a beacon of hope, hummed with an otherworldly power. The three spectral guardians, their essence shattered, dissipated into nothingness. The forest, though scarred, was beginning to heal. Lilith stood victorious, her body was slightly trembling. She quickly drank a Recovery and Mana potions. The echoes of the battle had barely subsided when the ground beneath Lilith began to tremble. A deep, guttural rumble echoed through the forest, a sound that spoke of ancient power and unbridled rage. The air grew heavy with anticipation, the tension palpable. A colossal, shadowy figure emerged from the depths of the forest. It was the Spirit King, the embodiment of the dungeon''s will, its form a grotesque amalgamation of all the spirits that hade before. Its eyes, twin orbs of malevolent energy, locked onto Lilith. The air crackled with electricity as the two titans prepared for battle. The Spirit King, a colossal embodiment of the dungeon''s will, stood as a formidable opponent. Its form, a grotesque amalgamation of shadows and spectral energy, exuded an aura of ancient evil. Its eyes, twin orbs of malevolent power, locked onto Lilith, a silent challenge. Lilith, her body taut with anticipation, met the creature''s gaze with unwavering determination. Her sword, a conduit for her power, hummed with a low, menacing vibration. The battle was about to begin, a sh of titans that would determine the fate of the dungeon. The Spirit Kingunched the first attack, a wave of spectral energy that washed over the forest. Trees were uprooted, the ground trembled, and the air was filled with a chilling silence. Lilith, with a swift movement, activated her "Wind Zone" skill. The forest was enveloped in a swirling vortex of wind, a barrier that deflected the iing attack. The Spirit King, enraged by the failed attempt, charged forward, its massive form a blur of motion. Lilith, with a graceful agility, dodged the onught, her body moving with the speed of wind. Her sword, a blur of silver light, found its mark, slicing through the creature''s spectral form. The battle raged on, a symphony of chaos and destruction. The forest, caught in the crossfire, was transformed into a wastnd. Trees were uprooted, the ground scarred, the air filled with the acrid scent of burning vegetation. Lilith, a silent specter in the midst of the chaos, moved with an otherworldly grace, her sword a beacon of hope in the gathering darkness. The Spirit King, sensing its power waning, unleashed its ultimate attack. A colossal energy sphere, a fusion of all elements, formed in its hands. It was a desperate gamble, a final attempt to crush its opponent. Lilith, her body bathed in a celestial glow, met the attack head-on. Her sword, imbued with the essence of space, sliced through the energy sphere, creating a rift that swallowed the attack. The Spirit King, caught off guard, was vulnerable for a moment. Lilith seized the opportunity, her sword a blur of motion. With a final, decisive strike, she severed the creature''s core. The Spirit King, its essence extinguished, copsed to the ground, its form dissipating into nothingness. The forest, scarred but resilient, began to heal. Lilith stood victorious, her body trembling with exhaustion. Lilith copsed to the ground, her body trembling from exhaustion. The battle against the Spirit King had been a grueling ordeal, pushing her to the limits of her endurance. Yet, a sense of aplishment washed over her. She had conquered the final guardian of the fourth floor, a significant milestone in her journey through the dungeon. She knew that this was not the end. The fifth floor, the domain of the middle boss, awaited. But before facing that challenge, she needed to rest. Her body craved replenishment, her mind yearned for rity. With a deep breath, she closed her eyes, allowing the darkness to envelop her. The forest, with its towering trees and dense undergrowth, provided a temporary sanctuary. She would wait for Noah to progress to the next floor, because she couldn''t enter the middle boss room while he was in. Her current score was 196pts. Noah stepped through the portal, the familiar sensation of transition washing over him. The fifth floor was a stark contrast to the previous levels. A vast, swampy marsh stretched out before him, its murky waters teeming with unseen creatures. The air was thick with the stench of decay, a pungent aroma that filled his nostrils. His senses were assaulted by the hostile environment. Poisonous fumes filled the air, the ground was treacherous, and the water was a deadly brew of toxic substances. He knew that a single misstep could be fatal. The thought of consuming a poison resistance potion crossed his mind, but he dismissed it. He had a better idea. Summoning the system interface, he navigated to the skill section. A vast array of abilities was disyed, each with its own unique properties and costs. His eyes scanned the list, searching for a specific skill. He found it under the "Basic" category: Basic Poison Resistance Skill. The cost was steep, ten thousand gold, but Noah didn''t hesitate. With a click, the skill was purchased. Immediately, he felt a change. His body seemed to adapt, a newfound resistance to poisons coursing through his veins. The swampy marsh, once a deadly threat, now posed less of a danger. He was ready to explore. [Ding! New Mission: Kill the swamp king without receiving any damage. Reward: An Elite Grade Skill] A new system mission and Noah epted. Hopefully, this would be a really useful skill. ''''Status!" He called in his mind. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 56 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 154 Strength: 153 Intelligence: 131 Dexterity: 153 Luck: 112 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 7060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skills: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv2} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} {Super Regeneration Lv2} [Basic Poison Resistance] Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} {Hellfire} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö ''''Tch! I have run out of Gold against.'''' hemented before moving. Noah''s journey through the swamp began with a sense of purpose. The new mission, a challenge to his abilities, ignited a fire within him. Kill the swamp king without taking any damage. It was a daunting task, but one that appealed to hispetitive spirit. The swamp was a treacherous ce, filled with hidden dangers. Poisonous nts, deadly creatures, and the ever-present threat of drowning made every step a gamble. But Noah, with his newfound poison resistance and his arsenal of skills, was prepared to face whatever challengesy ahead. As he ventured deeper into the swamp, the air grew heavier, the stench of decay more potent. The ground became more unstable, the water deeper and more treacherous. But Noah pressed on, his determination unwavering. He knew that the swamp king was waiting for him, and he was eager to face the ultimate test. As Noah ventured deeper into the swamp, the environment grew more hostile. The ground became increasingly unstable, the water deeper and more treacherous. The air was thick with the stench of decay, a constant reminder of the dangers that lurked beneath the surface. Suddenly, a colossal figure emerged from the murky depths. It was a lizard-like creature, its scaled skin glistening in the sunlight. Standing at over five meters tall, the creature exuded an aura of raw power. Its eyes, cold and calcting, locked onto Noah, a silent challenge. This was the swamp king, a guardian of this perilous domain. Its presence was a stark reminder of the dangers that lurked beneath the surface. Noah, his body tensed, prepared for the inevitable confrontation. Chapter 218: Mid-Boss and 6th Standing at over five meters tall, the creature exuded an aura of raw power. Its eyes, cold and calcting, locked onto Noah, a silent challenge. This was the swamp king, a guardian of this perilous domain. Its presence was a stark reminder of the dangers that lurked beneath the surface. Noah, his body tensed, prepared for the inevitable confrontation. The swamp king, a colossal lizard-like creature, stood as a testament to the dungeon''s unforgiving nature. Its eyes, cold and calcting, locked onto Noah, a silent challenge. The air crackled with anticipation, a palpable tension hanging heavy in the swampy atmosphere. Noah, his body taut with adrenaline, met the creature''s gaze with unwavering determination. His hands, one gripping Nemesis, the other ready to summon his daggers, were steady. The battle was about to begin, a sh of titans that would determine the fate of the dungeon. The swamp king lunged, its massive body a blur of green scales. Its ws, tipped with deadly venom, aimed for Noah''s throat. With a swift movement, Noah dodged the attack, his body a blur of motion. Nemesis, aze with Hellfire, met the creature''s outstretched arm, the sh sending shockwaves through the swamp. The battle raged on, a symphony of violence and chaos. The swamp king, its roars echoing through the swamp, unleashed a torrent of attacks. Its tail, a whip of muscle and bone,shed out with deadly precision. Its ws, tipped with venomous venom, sought to find a weak point in Noah''s defenses. Noah, a silent specter in the heart of the battle, moved with an ethereal grace. His body, honed by countless battles, was a testament to his physical prowess. Nemesis, his sword, danced with deadly precision, each strike a calcted blow. The daggers, under his telekic control, formed a protective shield around him, intercepting iing attacks. The swamp trembled with each impact, the water churning into a frothing maelstrom. The air was thick with the stench of decay and the acrid tang of fear. But Noah, his senses heightened, remained focused. He was a predator in a world of prey, a hunter in a world of hunters. The battle reached a crescendo, a sh of titans that shook the very foundations of the swamp. The swamp king, its body covered in wounds, fought with a desperate ferocity. Noah, his body aching with exhaustion, met the challenge with unwavering determination. With a final, desperate lunge, the swamp king unleashed its ultimate attack. A torrent of venom erupted from its mouth, a deadly mist that enveloped Noah. But Noah, anticipating the attack, had already activated his "Mana''s Armor" skill. The protective barrier, a shimmering shield of energy, deflected the venomous mist. Seizing the opportunity, Noah unleashed his full power. Nemesis, aze with Hellfire, became a beacon of destruction. With a final, decisive strike, he severed the swamp king''s head. The colossal creature, its life force extinguished, copsed into the murky waters, sending ripples that spread across the swamp. Noah stood victorious, his body trembling with exhaustion. The battle had been a grueling ordeal, but he had emerged triumphant. The swamp king was dead, and the path to the fifth floor was clear. [Ding! Level up] [Mission Completed] [Reward: Mind eleration] [Mind eleration Your next read awaits at m v|l-e''-NovelBin Grade: Elite Mana Consumption: 8 Description: elerates the mind. The flow of time twists very slightly.] Noah was pleasantly surprised by the reward as he was not expecting something of such a caliber. It was a good thing. Noah''s body tingled with excitement as he reviewed the notification. He had leveled up, his stats enhanced, and a new skill, Mind eleration, had been acquired. The description was intriguing: elerate the mind, twist the flow of time slightly. He was eager to test this new ability. With renewed vigor, he prepared to face whatever challenges awaited him on the next floor. The final stretch of the dungeon was about to begin. He immediately put the two stat points on Strength and Dexterity making them 156 like his Mana''s stat. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 57 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 156 Strength: 156 Intelligence: 133 Dexterity: 156 Luck: 114 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 7060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skills: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv2} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} {Super Regeneration Lv2} [Basic Poison Resistance] [Mind eleration] Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} {Hellfire} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö The transition was abrupt. One moment, Noah was standing on the edge of the swamp, the next, he was in a different world entirely. The sixth floor was a stark contrast to anything he had encountered before. It was a city, or rather, the ruins of a city. Skyscrapers, once symbols of human ingenuity, now stood as skeletal remains, their ss facades shattered, their steel frames twisted and warped. The streets were overgrown with an unnatural vegetation, a sickly green that seemed to glow in the dim light filtering through the broken sky. An eerie silence hung over the city, broken only by the asional rustle of wind through the overgrown vegetation. The air was thick with an unnatural energy, a malevolent presence that seemed to seep from the very foundations of the city. It was a ce of decay and despair, a testament to a civilization lost to time. Lilith stepped through the portal, her arrival on the fifth floor marked by a brief disturbance in the swamp''s murky waters. The swamp, a vast expanse of green decay, stretched out before her. The air was thick with the stench of decay, a pungent aroma that filled her nostrils. But Lilith, her senses heightened, was unfazed by the hostile environment. The swamp king, a colossal lizard-like creature, emerged from the depths, its scaled body glistening in the sunlight. It was a rematch, a battle between two titans. Lilith, her body taut with anticipation, met the creature''s gaze with a cold, calcting stare. The battle was about to begin. ''''Raarrr!" With a guttural roar that shook the swamp, the king lunged. Its massive tailshed out, a blur of green and muscle that Lilith barely dodged. The ground trembled as their colossal forms collided. Lilith met the charge with a counterattack, her de a silver sh against the king''s armored hide. Metal shrieked against scale as sparks flew. The swamp erupted in chaos. Trees toppled under the weight of their struggle, and the water churned into a frothing maelstrom. Each blow was a thunderp, each parry a lightning strike. The air was thick with the scent of ozone and fear. Lilith danced on the battlefield, her movements as fluid and unpredictable as the wind. She weaved in and out of the swamp king''s attacks, her form a blur of motion. With a flick of her wrist, she summoned a gust of wind that buffeted the creature, momentarily blinding it. In that brief instant, she was upon it, her de aimed for a vulnerable spot behind its scaled neck. Spatial magic enhanced her speed and precision. She appeared and disappeared, striking with lightning speed and retreating before the king could retaliate. The massive creature roared in frustration, its attacks growing wilder with each passing moment. But Lilith, with her mastery of wind and space, was a phantom in the swamp, a force of nature that the king could not subdue. The swamp king, enraged by its inability tond a decisive blow, unleashed a torrent of water. The ground beneath Lilith''s feet transformed into a treacherous quagmire. Undeterred, she countered with a whirlwind that dispersed the iing deluge. The sh of elements created a tempestuous spectacle, a symphony of wind and water. Lilith, her body slick with moisture, capitalized on the chaos. With a focused thought, she manipted the space around her, creating a pocket of calm amidst the storm. From this sanctuary, sheunched a concentrated attack, her de imbued with the raw energy of the wind. The strike connected with the king''s eye, a critical hit that sent the colossal creature reeling. The swamp king roared in agony, its vision obscured by pain. Lilith pressed her advantage, her attacks growing more relentless. With each strike, she felt the creature''s vitality waning. The king, sensing its impending doom, gathered its remaining strength for one final, desperate assault. It lunged, its jaws agape, aiming for a fatal bite. Lilith, anticipating the move, vanished into a spatial rift, reappearing directly behind the creature. With a swift, decisive motion, she drove her de into the king''s heart. A deafening roar echoed through the swamp as life ebbed from the colossal beast. It copsed with a thunderous crash, sending shockwaves through the water. Silence fell over the swamp. Lilith stood amidst the carnage, her breathing in ragged gasps. She had done it. Her smartwatch vibrated, her score had reached 200 while Noah''s score rose to 220. Her current level was 54, almost catching up to Noah. Chapter 219: Mind Acceleration Back to Noah''s location on the sixth floor. It was a city, or rather, the ruins of a city. Skyscrapers, once symbols of human ingenuity, now stood as skeletal remains, their ss facades shattered, their steel frames twisted and warped. The streets were overgrown with an unnatural vegetation, a sickly green that seemed to glow in the dim light filtering through the broken sky. An eerie silence hung over the city, broken only by the asional rustle of wind through the overgrown vegetation. The air was thick with an unnatural energy, a malevolent presence that seemed to seep from the very foundations of the city. It was a ce of decay and despair, a testament to a civilization lost to time. He stood in front of the abandoned city, his Presence Detection was deployed. It was the time to start the exploration of the sixth floor, the ghost town. Noah stepped into the city, the weight of the unknown pressing down on him. The air was thick with the scent of decay and something else, a metallic tang that seemed to cling to his senses. His Presence Detection flickered, a constantpanion in this eeriendscape. The first thing that struck him was the scale of the devastation. Skyscrapers, once symbols of human ambition, were now skeletal remains, their ss facades shattered into a million pieces. Twisted metal and concrete formed grotesque sculptures, mocking the city''s former glory. Nature had reimed its territory with a vengeance. Towering weeds and strange, bioluminescent fungi had reced sidewalks and parks. As he ventured deeper into the city, the buildings grew closer together, creating abyrinth of shadows. The unnatural light that filtered through the broken sky cast eerie patterns on the ground, making the ce seem even more sinister. His Presence Detection red to life, a series of red blips appearing on his HUD. Something was moving in the shadows. Noah gripped his weapon tighter, his senses on high alert. The city was not dead; it was merely sleeping, waiting for the right moment to awaken. He would test his new skill without relying too much on the other skills. Roar! There was a sudden roaring sound and something appeared. Noah''s eyes narrowed as the ogre emerged from the shadows. A hulking brute, its skin a rough, mottled grey, and its eyes burning with a feral intelligence. It let out a guttural roar, its voice echoing through the deserted streets. ''''Mind eleration!" Without hesitation, Noah activated Mind eleration. The world seemed to slow down, the ogre''s movements bing sluggish, almostical. His perception sharpened, and the five daggers in his control seemed to dance in anticipation. The ogre charged, its club raised high. Noah''s mind raced, calcting trajectories and impact points. With a flick of his wrist, the daggers flew, each aimed at a vital point. Time seemed to stretch as the weapons found their targets. ''''Graaa!" The ogre stumbled, its roar cut short by the daggers embedded in its flesh. But the ogre was far from defeated. It roared again, its eyes filled with rage. The creature lunged forward, its club a blur of motion. Noah, still under the influence of Mind eleration, dodged with unnatural speed. The club whistled past his ear, shattering the concrete behind him. Noah''s mind raced, calcting his next move. The ogre was a formidable opponent, stronger and faster than any creature he had faced before. But he had a secret weapon: his mind. With another surge of concentration, he pushed Mind eleration to its limits. Time seemed to almost stand still as he analyzed the ogre''s movements. The creature was slower, but its attacks were still deadly. Noah danced around the ogre, his body a blur of motion. With a swift movement, heunched all five daggers at once. The ogre roared, trying to deflect the iing projectiles, but it was too slow. The daggers found their mark, embedding themselves deep into the ogre''s flesh. The creature staggered, its knees buckling. But the ogre was not finished yet again. With a final, desperate effort, it swung its club. Noah, caught off guard, was struck a ncing blow. He was sent flying, crashing into a ruined building. The wind was knocked out of him, and for a moment, he saw stars. When he regained his senses, the ogre was standing over him, its club raised high. Noah knew he had to act fast. Adrenaline surged through Noah''s veins as the ogre''s club descended. Time seemed to slow once more as he activated Mind eleration. With a superhuman burst of speed, he rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding the crushing blow. The ogre''s club connected with the ground, sending shockwaves through the crumbling building. Noah scrambled to his feet, his mind racing. He couldn''t afford to let the ogre dictate the pace of the battle. With a determined look, he charged forward, his daggers hovering around him like a deadly swarm. The ogre roared, meeting the charge with a wild swing of its club. The twobatants shed in a brutal melee. Noah''s daggers danced around the ogre, finding gaps in its defenses. The ogre, despite its size and strength, was no match for Noah''s speed and precision. With each strike, the ogre''s roars grew weaker, its movements slower. Finally, with a decisive thrust, Noah drove a dagger into the ogre''s eye. The creature let out a final, agonized howl before copsing to the ground, lifeless. Noah stood over the fallen beast, panting heavily. He had won, but at a great cost. His mana reserves were depleted, and his body ached from the exertion. Noah stood over the fallen ogre, his mind racing. The battle had been intense, but the victory was sweet. More importantly, he had a chance to fully grasp the potential of his new skill, Mind eleration. It was a powerful tool, no doubt, but it came with a price. The mana consumption was significant, and the skill had a limited duration. He needed to find a way to optimize its usage, to make the most of those precious seconds. He began to mentally run through the battle, analyzing his actions and the ogre''s movements. What if he had used the skill differently? Could he have ended the fight sooner? The possibilities were endless. As he stood there, lost in thought, a strange sensation washed over him. It was as if the city itself was watching him, waiting for its next victim. A chill ran down his spine. He knew then that his exploration was far from over. The city held many more secrets, and many more dangers. Chapter 220: Exploration of the 6th Floor [Ding! A new Mission: Explore and clear this floor in two hours. Reward: All stats+3] Noah''s eyes widened as the system notification appeared like usual. He took a deep breath, his mind racing. Two hours was not a lot of time to explore an entire city, especially one filled with unknown dangers. But the reward was too tempting to ignore. With renewed determination, Noah stepped deeper into the ruins. The city seemed to stretch on forever, abyrinth of concrete and steel. The unnatural vegetation grew thicker, and the air seemed to grow heavier with each step. His Presence Detection flickered constantly, a constant reminder of the unseen threats lurking in the shadows. He knew he had to be vignt, to anticipate every move. This was no longer just a game; it was a test of his skills and his will to survive. Noah pressed on, the weight of the timer a constant pressure. The city seemed to grow darker, the buildings closing in around him like a ustrophobic embrace. His Presence Detection red to life, a cluster of red dots appearing ahead. He readied his weapons, his heart pounding in his chest. Whatever was ahead, he knew it wouldn''t be easy. As he rounded a corner, the source of the disturbance came into view. A group of grotesque creatures, resembling mutated humans with elongated limbs and glowing red eyes, were swarming around a pile of rubble. Noah took a deep breath, his mind racing. He had to be quick. With a surge of determination, heunched himself into the fray, his daggers a blur of motion. The creatures shrieked in surprise, their attacks wild and uncoordinated. Noah dodged and weaved, his mind working overtime. The battle was intense, a blur of limbs and weapons. Noah''s mana reserves were dwindling, and the timer was ticking away. But he refused to give up. With a final, desperate push, he managed to eliminate thest of the creatures. Exhausted but triumphant, Noah copsed against a wall, his breathing in ragged gasps. He nced at the timer. Less than an hour remaining. He had to keep moving. The city seemed to stretch on endlessly, abyrinth of concrete and shadows. Noah pressed on, his senses heightened. The timer ticked relentlessly, a constant reminder of the urgency of his mission. As he ventured deeper into the ruins, the air grew colder and the shadows seemed to lengthen. The unnatural vegetation grew more dense, forming an eerie green canopy over the crumbling structures. Strange, guttural sounds echoed through the deserted streets, sending shivers down Noah''s spine. Suddenly, a massive, shadowy figure emerged from the gloom. It was a colossal spider, its body asrge as a car, with countless spindly legs and glowing red eyes. It moved with surprising speed, its eight eyes fixed on Noah. The creature lunged, its fangs snapping at the air. Noah rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding the deadly attack. He drew his daggers, his mind racing. This was a formidable opponent, farrger and more dangerous than anything he had faced before. The battle was a blur of motion. Noah danced around the spider, his daggers finding weak points in its exoskeleton. The creature roared in frustration, its attacks growing more desperate. With a final, determined thrust, Noah plunged a dagger into the spider''s head. The creature convulsed violently before copsing to the ground, lifeless. [You have acquired 10% Exp] Currently, his experience bar was filled more than 40%, a couple of monsters, and he would surely level up. As Noah ventured deeper into the city, the air grew colder and more ethereal. The once-familiar sounds of the ruined city were reced by an eerie silence punctuated by an ethereal whisper. His Presence Detection red to life, a cluster of blue dots appearing ahead. A chill ran down his spine as he recognized the signature of spirit-type creatures. These were not physical entities, but manifestations of negative energy, capable of inflicting both physical and mental harm. He ignited his Hellfire, a countermeasure he had learned from past encounters. The mes danced and crackled, casting an eerie glow on the surrounding area. As the spirit creatures materialized, their translucent forms shimmering in the light, Noah unleashed a torrent of fire. The spirits shrieked in agony as the mes consumed them. Their attacks, ethereal in nature, passed through him harmlessly. However, the constant barrage of spirit energy was draining, and Noah knew he couldn''t sustain this pace for long. Explore more adventures at m,v l''e-NovelBin With a surge of determination, he focused his mind, channeling his energy into a concentrated st of Hellfire. The mes erupted in a blinding explosion, engulfing the remaining spirits. When the smoke cleared, the creatures were gone, leaving behind only a sense of emptiness. Exhausted but relieved, Noah nced at the timer. Less than fifteen minutes remained. He had to press on, but he knew that the final stretch would be the most challenging yet. His exp bar was slowly increasing. The final stretch was a gauntlet. The city seemed to converge into a single, towering structure, its peak lost in the perpetual gloom. The air was thick with an oppressive energy, and Noah could feel his senses straining to their limits. As he ascended the crumbling stairs, he encountered a series of increasingly powerful enemies. Mutated creatures, spectral beings, and even remnants of ancient machinery guarded the path. Each encounter was a desperate struggle, a test of his endurance and skill. With each passing moment, the timer inched closer to its end. Noah''s body ached, his mana reserves were depleted, and his mind was on the verge of exhaustion. Yet, he pressed on, driven by a strangepulsion to reach the top. Finally, he emerged onto a rooftop, the wind whipping at his clothes. Before himy a colossal, pulsating crystal, its light illuminating the city below. This was it, the heart of the city, the source of its corruption. A final, daunting challenge awaited. A monstrous guardian, a fusion of flesh and machinery, stood before the crystal. Its eyes glowed with an unnatural intensity, and its body was a grotesque amalgamation of organic and inorganic matter. Noah took a deep breath, his mind clear. This was the final battle, the culmination of everything he had endured. With a surge of determination, he charged forward, his daggers gleaming in the crystal light. Chapter 221: Steady Progress The guardian was a monstrosity, a fusion of organic and mechanical horrors. Its body was a grotesque patchwork of flesh and metal, its movements a blend of brute force and calcted precision. Its eyes, twin orbs of crimson light, seemed to pierce through Noah, analyzing and calcting. The battle was a frenzy of motion. Noah danced around the guardian, his daggers a blur of silver. The creature retaliated with a barrage of attacks, its mechanical limbs delivering blows with the force of a battering ram. Each sh echoed through the city, a cacophony of metal and flesh. Noah felt his body pushing its limits. His mana reserves were nearly depleted, and his strength was waning. But he refused to give up. With a final surge of determination, he unleashed a barrage of attacks, his daggers a whirlwind of death. The guardian staggered, its mechanical systems overloaded. With a final, desperate effort, Noah leaped into the air, his daggers aimed at the creature''s core. As he descended, he unleashed a torrent of Hellfire, engulfing the guardian in a fiery embrace. A blinding explosion rocked the city as the guardian disintegrated. The crystal, freed from its corrupted guardian, pulsed with a renewed energy. Noah copsed to the ground, his body spent but his spirit triumphant. The timer reached zero as a wave of satisfaction washed over him. He had done it. [Ding! You have level up] [Mission Complete: All stat +3] Noah hastily summoned his status window and was happy, every once of fatigue was washed away by the leveling and upon seeing his current stats, he could not be more happy with his progress. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 58 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 161 Strength: 161 Intelligence: 138 Dexterity: 161 Luck: 115 Stat Points: 2 Coins: 7060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skills: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv2} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} {Super Regeneration Lv2} [Basic Poison Resistance] [Mind eleration] Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} {Hellfire} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Noah''s eyes scanned his status window, a satisfied grin spreading across his face. The level up and stat boost were exactly what he needed. His mana pool was now substantial, and his physical attributes had reached a new peak. The anticipation for his next rank was palpable. What kind of exclusive skill would he acquire? Would it be offensive, defensive, or perhaps something entirely new? The possibilities were endless, and the excitement was building. For now, he decided to focus on allocating his stat points. He had two points to distribute, and the decision was not easy. He could increase his already formidable strength, bolster his intelligence for better spellcasting, or enhance his dexterity for even greater agility. After careful consideration, Noah decided to allocate one point to Strength and one to Dexterity. He wanted to maintain his bnce between raw power and speed. With the stats allocated, he felt a surge of energy coursing through his body. He looked out at the ruined city, a sense of aplishment washing over him. He had conquered this floor, proving his strength and resilience. But he knew that this was just the beginning. The higher floors awaited, and with them, new challenges and even greater rewards. Noah was ready. ''''But first let find somewhere nice to rest.'''' Noah stepped into what was once a luxurious penthouse apartment, now a hauntingly beautiful ruin. Despite the decay, the structure still held a certain grandeur. Sunlight filtered through the shattered windows, casting dancing shadows on the dusty floor. With a wry smile, Noah began to explore his temporary home. Surprisingly, the kitchen was rtively intact, the countertops marred but still usable. A small, miraculously unbroken window provided a sliver of daylight. Gathering supplies brought from his item box, Noah started to prepare a meal. It was a simple affair: a hearty stew made with dried meat, vegetables he found growing wild in the ruins, and a bottle of wine he''d. As the stew simmered, he cleaned himself up in a makeshift bathroom, the cold water a refreshing contrast to the grime of the city. By the time the stew was ready, the sun was beginning its descent, casting the ruined city in a golden hue. Noah ate slowly, savoring the warmth of the food and the quiet solitude. With a full belly and a clear mind, he felt a sense of peace that was rare in this world. As darkness enveloped the city, he retreated to a spacious bedroom, the once opulent room now a minimalist sanctuary. Before sleep imed him, Noah checked his smartwatch. The notification was still there, his score of 230 firmly securing his first-ce position. A surge of pride mixed with determination filled him. He was the leader, and he intended to stay that way. With a deep breath, Noah closed his eyes, ready to face whatever challenges the next floor would bring. Noah woke with the first light filtering through the ruined penthouse. A sense of renewed vigor coursed through him. The city, still cloaked in the soft hues of dawn, offered a stark, haunting beauty. He decided to make the most of this serene atmosphere. Donning light training attire, Noah stepped out into the ruined world. The morning air was crisp, carrying the faint scent of decay and something primal. He began to run, his footsteps echoing in the empty streets. The physical exertion was invigorating, and the solitude allowed his mind to wander. After a rigorous workout, he returned to the penthouse, the morning sun now casting long shadows. A quick, cold shower refreshed him, and he dressed in his usual attire. He checked his equipment, ensuring everything was in order. The next floor awaited, and he was ready. A sense of anticipation mingled with a hint of trepidation. The deeper he ventured, the more challenging the floors became. But with each challenge ovee, his resolve strengthened. He was no longer just a survivor; he was a conqueror. Chapter 222: 7th Floor Noah stood before a massive, imposing door, its surface etched with intricate symbols and patterns. A holographic disy materialized in front of him, presenting a single, enigmatic question: [I have no beginning. I have no end. I am alwaysing, but also always going. I am essential to all life, yet can be destructive. What am I?] A sense of anticipation and challenge stirred within Noah. He knew this was more than just a riddle; it was a test, a gatekeeper to the next level. Noah pondered the riddle, his mind racing. The words echoed in his head, each phrase a puzzle piece. He visualized the concepts, trying to find amon thread. [I have no beginning. I have no end.] Time, perhaps? Or maybe something more abstract. [I am alwaysing, but also always going.] Time again, or maybe a natural force like wind or water. [I am essential to all life, yet can be destructive.] This narrowed it down. It had to be a force of nature. With a surge of realization, Noah spoke into the air, his voice clear and confident. "Time." The holographic disy updated, revealing a new riddle: [I have cities, but no houses; I have mountains, but no trees; I have water, but no fish; I have roads, but no cars. What am I? ] Noah pondered the second riddle, the words forming a puzzling image in his mind. He visualized the described elements, searching for amon denominator. *I have cities, but no houses;* This suggested a conceptual ce, not a physical one. *I have mountains, but no trees;* Reinforced the idea of a mental construct. *I have water, but no fish;* Further emphasized the abstract nature of the answer. *I have roads, but no cars;* Confirmed theck of physicality. With a realization dawning on him, Noah answered confidently, "A map." The final riddle appeared on the holographic disy: [I am always present, yet often overlooked. I am the foundation of all things, yet intangible. I am the beginning and the end, the alpha and omega. What am I?] Noah focused on the final riddle, the weight of the challenge pressing down on him. He considered each line, trying to find the underlying meaning. *I am always present, yet often overlooked.* This suggested something fundamental, yet easily ignored. *I am the foundation of all things, yet intangible.* It had to be something abstract, yet essential to existence. *I am the beginning and the end, the alpha and omega.* This pointed towards something cyclical, epassing everything. With a surge of rity, Noah answered, "Existence." Noah stepped through the doorway, a wave of awe washing over him. The world beyond was a breathtaking contrast to the deste city he had just left. A vast, emerald forest stretched out before him, its canopy so dense that it seemed to touch the sky. But the most astonishing feature was thendscape itself. The forest was suspended in mid-air, a floating ind adrift in a sea of clouds. Below, a breathtaking panorama unfolded. Cotton-like clouds rolled by, casting shifting shadows on the ind''s verdant surface. The sun, a golden disc, bathed the forest in warm light, creating an ethereal atmosphere. A sense of wonder and excitement filled Noah as he took in the extraordinary sight. This was a world unlike anything he had encountered before. He knew that this new environment would bring its own set of challenges, but the thrill of exploration outweighed any apprehension. With a deep breath, Noah stepped onto the floating ind, ready to embark on a new adventure. As Noah ventured deeper into the floating forest, the air grew thick with the scent of exotic flora. Towering trees, adorned with vibrant lichens and strange, bioluminescent fungi, cast dappled shadows on the emerald moss carpeting the ground. The sounds of the forest were a symphony of rustling leaves, distant bird calls, and the gentle hum of insects. Curiosity piqued, Noah decided to climb one of the towering trees. With surprising agility, he ascended the rough bark, his hands finding purchase in the gnarled branches. From the canopy, the view was even more breathtaking. The forest stretched out in all directions, a sea of green punctuated by the asional crystallineke. In the distance, he could see the edge of the ind, where the forest seemed to fade into a mist. As the sun began its descent, casting long shadows across the ind, Noah made his way back to the ground. A gentle breeze carried the sweet scent of night-blooming flowers, and the sky erupted in a kaleidoscope of colors. Stars began to twinkle into existence, their light reflected in the dewdrops that clung to the leaves. As darkness enveloped the ind, Noah realized he would need to find shelter for the night. With a sense of anticipation, he ventured deeper into the forest, eager to discover what secrets it held. Noah found a secluded spot near a crystallineke. The ground was soft and covered in a thickyer of emerald moss, providing a natural cushion. With practiced efficiency, he erected his tent, its sturdy frame and waterproof canvas offering a secure haven against the elements. As darkness enveloped the ind, Noah gathered fallen branches and dry leaves to start a fire. With a flint and steel, he ignited a small me, carefully nurturing it into a crackling ze. The warmth wasforting, dispelling the chill of the night. He had managed to forage for some edible mushrooms and berries during his exploration. These, along with a packet of dried meat he carried, became the ingredients for a surprisingly delicious meal. The aroma of cooking food filled the air, mingling with the wood smoke. As he ate, Noah watched the moon rise, casting an ethereal glow over the forest. Theke shimmered like a silver mirror, reflecting the countless stars. It was a moment of peace and solitude, a stark contrast to the relentless challenges he had faced. Exhausted but content, Noah crawled into his tent, the soft rustling of leaves and the distant hoot of an owl providing a soothing luby. As sleep imed him, he dreamed of emerald forests and endless adventures. Chapter 223: Flying type monsters 1 The morning sun filtered through the tent, casting dancing shadows on the forest floor. Noah emerged, stretching his limbs and inhaling the fresh morning air. The world was bathed in a soft, ethereal light, the dew-kissed leaves shimmering like countless diamonds. After a brisk jog through the emerald expanse, Noah returned to his campsite. With a practiced hand, he kindled a small fire, the warmth a wee contrast to the morning chill. He prepared a simple breakfast of roasted mushrooms and berries, the vors enhanced by the morning dew. As he ate, he contemted the challenges that awaited him on the next floor. The floating forest was undeniably beautiful, but he knew that beneath the idyllic surfacey dangers unknown. With a determined look, he gathered his equipment, ensuring everything was in order. It was time to delve deeper into the secrets of this floating world. Noah''s peaceful morning was abruptly interrupted. His Presence Detection, a constantpanion, red to life with an intensity that sent a shiver down his spine. He scanned the surroundings, his senses on high alert. The once tranquil forest now seemed to hold a sinister undercurrent. Then it happened. A piercing whine echoed through the trees, followed by a massive shadow blotting out the sunlight. Noah''s eyes widened in disbelief as a colossal wasp emerged from the canopy. Its body was the size of a small car, its chitinous exoskeleton gleaming in the morning light. Its wings, translucent and iridescent, spanned several meters, casting a menacing shadow. The creature''s eyes,pound and multifaceted, glowed with a predatory hunger. Its mandibles, tipped with sharp, venomous stingers, clicked menacingly. A low, guttural growl emanated from its thorax, a sound that sent shivers down Noah''s spine. The giant wasp hovered in the air, its body pulsating with a sinister energy. It was a creature of pure aggression, and its target was clear: Noah. Vroom! Vroom! Noah''s mind raced as the giant wasp hovered menacingly. Without hesitation, he drew his five daggers, their weight reassuring in his hands. A surge of mana coursed through him as he activated Telekinesis, the daggers lifting effortlessly from their holsters. They hovered in the air, a shimmering constetion of deadly potential. With a flick of his wrist, he sent them hurtling towards the colossal insect. The daggers moved with blinding speed, a ballet of lethal precision. The wasp, sensing the impending threat, roared in fury, its massive body vibrating with rage. It attempted to swat the iing daggers with its forelegs, but Noah had anticipated this. With a mentalmand, he altered the daggers'' trajectory, causing them to weave and dodge the insect''s clumsy attempts at defense. The first dagger found its mark, piercing the wasp''s chitinous exoskeleton and embedding itself deep into its thorax. Screech! The creature let out a deafening screech, its body convulsing violently. But the attack was far from over. The remaining four daggers continued their assault, targeting the wasp''s vulnerable points. ''''What? More iing ?" Noah''s mind raced as he assessed the situation. The first wasp was proving to be a formidable opponent, but the growing number of iing threats demanded a change in tactics. With a swift mentalmand, Nemesis transformed from its sword form into a towering, ck rifle, its surface shimmering with dark energy. The rifle felt like a natural extension of his body, its weight perfectly bnced in his hands. He found a stable position, the sights aligning with the approaching swarm of wasps. As he aimed, his telekic grip on the daggers tightened, ensuring they continued their relentless assault on the first wasp. The iing wasps wererger than the first, their bodies glistening with a menacing sheen. Noah knew he had to act fast. With a steady breath, he squeezed the trigger. A beam of dark energynced forth, striking one of the approaching wasps with deadly precision. The creature exploded in a shower of chitinous fragments, its body vaporized in an instant. The remaining wasps, alerted to the threat, changed course, their bodies maneuvering with surprising agility. Noah''s fingers danced across the rifle, each shot a testament to his skill and precision. The forest echoed with the sharp cracks of the weapon, the air filled with the acrid scent of burning insect. The battle raged on, a symphony of violence and chaos. Noah''s rifle roared, each shot a testament to his deadly uracy. The forest seemed to tremble with the force of his attacks, the ground littered with the remnants of fallen foes. The first wasp, weakened by the relentless assault of the daggers, finally sumbed. Its massive body crashed to the ground with a thunderous thud, sending shockwaves through the undergrowth. Noah, however, dared not celebrate. The remaining wasps were a formidable force, their numbers dwindling but their aggression increasing. One particrlyrge wasp, enraged by the loss of its kin,unched itself directly at Noah. Its body was a blur of motion, its mandibles agape. Noah reacted instinctively, raising his rifle to meet the charge. With a precise shot, he severed one of the wasp''s wings, sending the creature careening out of control. As the wasp crashed into the canopy, Noah took the opportunity to reload. His heart pounded in his chest, adrenaline coursing through his veins. He knew that this battle was far from over. The wasps were relentless, their hive mind driving them to attack with suicidal fervor. Thest of the wasps was a behemoth,rger than any of its predecessors. Its exoskeleton was a darker, more menacing shade of chitin, and its eyes glowed with an unnatural intensity. It hovered in the air, its massive body casting a long shadow over the forest. Noah knew this would be the final confrontation. He raised his rifle, his hands steady despite the pounding of his heart. The waspunched itself forward, its wings a blur of motion. Noah fired, the beam of dark energy striking the creature with immense force. The wasp staggered, but it did not fall. It continued its charge, its body a living projectile. Noah had no time to react. The wasp collided with him, its weight sending them both crashing to the ground. The impact was like being hit by a speeding train. Noah felt his bones breaking, his vision blurring. The wasp was on top of him, its mandibles snapping at his face. In a desperate act of survival, he reached for one of the daggers still hovering nearby. With a surge of willpower, he telekically guided the dagger into the wasp''s eye. Chapter 226: Hidden Realm 2 He continued the exploration of the hidden realm; his Unprecedented Sense was hinting at something, so he decided to fully use it. As soon as the skill was activated, his senses changed. The smell of the grass sprouting between the walls intensified, and they felt oddly familiar. The air moved, whispering sounds. He also sensed a hidden path in the wall he discovered. Noah pressed on that spot. The grass grew and began to wrap around him, slowly pulling him in. What should have been a wall of stone engulfed him like a swamp. And as the grass thinned, a new scenery emerged. "Wow." He could not marvel. A gigantic tree and flowers filled his vision harmoniously. Transparent dewdrops fell from the tips of the enormous leaves. A natural world that one would only see in paintings unfolded before him. The ceiling was hardly visible. The area was as vast as a sizable city; despite being indoors, soft sunlight was felt. "Fascinating." Noahposed his emotions. Indeed, it was an impressive sight, one he could gaze at forever, but his goal was the gigantic tree in this ce. He could instinctively feel it. At the center of the space stretched a tree reaching the ceiling. That tree''s roots must be the target of this mission; the race for the exploration of the hidden realm had reached its summit. Noah moved forward. No spirits were visible. However, res from within the bushes were directed at him. Hostility, anger, hatred. All these negative emotions were conveyed in those stares. He ignored these emotions and arrived in front of the gigantic tree. Smirking at the entity guarding the ce, he saw. [A spirit dwelling in bones appears.] "A skeleton?" A human skeleton, reduced to mere bones, awaited him in front of the tree. Its jawbone clicked. [Human who killed the beings of nature and destroyed the grace left by the King of Spirits. This is our realm. Go back.] "Sorry, but I can''t do that.." Noah simply refused and pointed his sword at the huge tree. The skeleton let out a faint groan. [Foolish. Indeed foolish, humans are always like this.] ''''You speak as if you know many humans?" Noah could not help but be curious. [I know.] The skeleton spoke calmly. Noah wasn''t interested in hearing as he felt like he would be wasting his time if he were to listen to more. "Let''s stop talking here. We are wasting too much time anyway.'''' [...] The skeleton raised its hand to the sky. [Human. You are strong. I cannot win against you now. So...] "Then just die." Noah had no intention of just watching his opponent do something. Using eleration through his Mind skill, he instantly closed the distance and pierced through the ribs. [Cough!] He continued to elerate, mming it into the ground. He stepped on the arm and kept stabbing with his sword. [E, eek!] The skeleton''s eyes zed with fire. [The spirit dwelling in bones activates a small spark.] A small spark appeared in front of Noah. It was very small and weak, but he quickly sensed danger and moved away. Boom! The spark exploded, shooting mes like a breath. The mes reached the ceiling without losing momentum. [Human!] "Why are you calling me?" Noah taunted. [An ignorant human,cking in manners and order. I shall grant you a death befitting of you.] The skeleton cked its jawbone. Whoosh. A curtain of mes wrapped around the skeleton. Noah kept his distance, aware that getting too close would result in significant damage. [This ce is a sanctuary given to us by our king. I was born as a spirit to manage this sanctuary.] Whoosh. The mesbined to form a giant pir. The pir reached the artificial sun, which shone faintly from the ceiling. [I will kill you with the power our king has bestowed upon us.] A blinding sh filled the space. Noah closed his eyes and covered himself in Mana Armor. After a moment, the light faded. The scenery had changed significantly. The sun that illuminated the space was gone, and instead, the skeleton was aze with red mes. "A burning skeleton?" Noah chuckled, but his eyes were serious. A heat that would blind and melt the flesh of a normal person emanated from the skeleton. [Die, human.] The skeleton spoke bluntly and clenched its fist. From there, several whips of me appeared andshed out. Boom! mes that melted and burned everything iled wildly. Noah moved swiftly, dodging the mes that passed close to his head, and narrowly missed his thigh. [You''re quick.] The skeleton said calmly andbined the whips into a giant spear of me. Swoosh! Thanks to his quick reaction, he narrowly avoided it. He shook off his hand, heated by the mes. "Hot." [You are strong.] The skeleton was honestly surprised. This young yer housing an unknown yet terrifying power was indeed a troublesome foe to deal with. But that was all. The difference in power was clear. [The sun within me is a grace bestowed by our King of Spirits. The power of the Spirit King dwells within me. You, being merely human, cannot resist.] The skeleton clenched both fists. [So die like that.] [The spirit dwelling in bones activated Artificial Sun.] A small sphere of mes appeared in the skeleton''s hand. It rapidly expanded, engulfing the entire space. Noah did not try to escape. He calmly watched the expanding sphere. Seeing this, the skeleton sneered. [epting failure and embracing death? A wise choice.] "Hardly." Still, the skeleton''s words weren''t wrong. The power it possessed was indeed strong but not something he couldn''t ovee. The skeleton imed the power of the sun it wielded was a blessing from the Spirit King. The solution was simple, to overpower him. [Night of Death!] [Seal of Death] [Lord of Night] His activated his exclusive skills one after another, their synergy created a powerful explosion. Boom! The sky darkened and a powerful power settled inside him. [...This power?] Unknowngly Noah''s eyes turned red for a moment. His muscles activated. Gripping his sword, hellfire surrounded it and he swung it fiercely. Boom! The sphere split with an explosion. Chapter 227: Hidden Realm 3 The sky darkened and a powerful power settled inside him. [...This power?] Unknowingly, Noah''s eyes turned red for a moment. His muscles activated. Gripping his sword, hellfire surrounded it and he swung it fiercely. Boom! The sphere split with an explosion. The sun''s power was erased by the sword strike. The skeleton gasped. Discover hidden content at m,v l''e-NovelBin [You!] It knew Noah was strong but not this strong. The second round was about to begin and he would prevail, the skeleton firmly convinced himself. [Die! Die!] The skeleton kept mumbling as if he had be crazy. Noah chuckled before using the Shadow steps and Splitting Waves sh! [Guah?] The skeleton was reduced to dust under Noah''s attackbining Hellfire with his skills. Suddenly there was an explosion. Boom! Noah found himself face-to-face with a towering, another spirit, an ethereal spirit. Its form shimmered and shifted, a translucent apparition against the vibrant backdrop of the hidden realm. The spirit''s eyes glowed with an eerie light, and its voice echoed through the space, a haunting whisper. "You have disturbed our sanctuary," the spirit intoned. "You must pay the price." ''''Again!" he spat. Noah knew that a battle was inevitable. He gripped his sword tighter, his heart pounding in his chest. The spirit raised its ethereal hands, and a wave of energy surged towards him. Noah dodged, the wind whipping past his ears. Instead of attacking directly, Noah focused on disrupting the spirit''s energy field. With a series of precise strikes, he managed to disrupt the flow of energy, causing the spirit to waver and be less coherent. Seeing an opportunity, Noahunched a powerful attack, his sword piercing the spirit''s ethereal form. The spirit let out a mournful cry, its form flickering and fading. It was a victory, but Noah knew the battle was far from over. More spirits were emerging from the mist, their eyes filled with a burning hatred. The hidden realm was a dangerous ce, but Noah was determined to ovee its challenges. The hidden realm was a battleground. Spirits, ethereal beings of pure energy, swarmed Noah, their forms shifting and changing like water. Their attacks were swift and precise, their eyes burning with a malevolent intensity. Noah fought with a ferocity born of desperation. His sword, a beacon of light in the ethereal darkness, danced and shed, parrying the spirits'' attacks with incredible skill. Each sh was a symphony of energy, a sh of wills. The spirits were formidable opponents, their ethereal forms making them difficult to harm. But Noah was no ordinary warrior. He was a survivor, a fighter, and he possessed a unique ability: the power to manipte the very fabric of reality. With a surge of determination, Noah channeled his power, his mind racing with strategy. He visualized the spirits as fragile vessels, their ethereal forms a mere illusion. With a flick of his wrist, he released a wave of energy, targeting the very essence of the spirits. The spirits wavered, their forms bing less coherent. They shrieked in pain, their attacks growing more erratic. Noah seized the opportunity, his sword a blur of motion. With a powerful strike, he pierced the heart of the lead spirit. The spirit let out a mournful cry, its form fading into nothingness. The other spirits, sensing their leader''s demise, retreated into the mist, their attacks growing weaker. Noah stood alone, his breath ragged, his body aching. But he had prevailed. He had defeated the spirits, protecting the hidden realm from their malevolent influence. As thest spirit vanished into the mist, the hidden realm seemed to sigh in relief. The ethereal light that bathed the surroundings grew brighter, and a sense of peace washed over Noah. He had done it. He had survived. Exhausted but triumphant, Noah made his way towards the exit of the hidden realm. The monolith, the gateway to this otherworldly ce, stood before him. As he approached it, the pulsating energy field that surrounded it began to weaken. With a final look around, Noah stepped into the energy field. The world around him dissolved into a kaleidoscope of colors, and then, darkness. The darkness was absolute. Noah felt himself falling, tumbling through an endless void. His senses were numb, his mind a nk te. He was lost, adrift in a sea of nothingness. Then, light. A faint glimmer pierced the darkness, growing brighter and brighter until it enveloped him. Noah opened his eyes, blinking against the sudden brightness. He was back in the familiar surroundings of the abandoned temple. The monolith stood before him, its surface pulsing with a soft, ethereal glow. Noah approached it, his heart pounding with anticipation. He had survived the hidden realm, and now, he was about to uncover its secrets. With a deep breath, Noah ced his hand on the monolith''s surface. The stone vibrated beneath his touch, and a surge of energy coursed through his body. Images shed before his eyes, a kaleidoscope of scenes from the past, present, and future. He saw the hidden realm in all its glory, a vibrant and teeming ecosystem. He saw the spirits, their ethereal forms dancing in the light. He saw himself, fighting for survival, battling against the forces of darkness. And then, he saw the future. A world in peril, threatened by a darkness that was spreading like a gue. He saw himself, a lone warrior standing against the tide, fighting for hope. The vision faded, leaving Noah with a sense of purpose. He knew what he had to do. He had to warn the world of the impending danger, to rally the forces of light against the encroaching darkness. With a newfound determination, Noah turned away from the monolith. The hidden realm had revealed its secrets. [You have level up!] [Ding! Mission cleared!] ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 59 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 163 Strength: 164 Intelligence: 140 Dexterity: 164 Luck: 117 Stat Points: 2 Coins: 27060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skills: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv2} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} {Super Regeneration Lv2} [Basic Poison Resistance] [Mind eleration] Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} {Hellfire} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö Chapter 228: 8th Floor: Realm of the Dead 1 Noah, exhausted but exhrated after everything he went through, decided to take a moment to rest before venturing to the eighth floor. He found a secluded spot in the ruins of the seventh floor, a ce where the sunlight filtered through a broken window, casting a warm glow on the dusty floor. He sat down, leaning against a crumbling wall. His body ached from the intense battles and the arduous journey through the hidden realm. But his spirit was filled with a sense of aplishment. He had survived, he had triumphed. As he closed his eyes, the events of the past few days reyed in his mind. The hidden realm, the spirits, the battle for survival. It was a whirlwind of experiences, a blur of emotions. With a sigh, Noah opened his eyes and looked up at the broken ceiling. A single ray of sunlight pierced the gloom, casting a beam of hope into the ruined city. He knew that his journey was far from over. The challenges would only grow more difficult, the stakes higher. But he was ready. He was prepared. With renewed determination, Noah stood up. It was time to move on, to face whatever awaited him on the eighth floor. He decided to allocate his two avable stat points to Strength and Dexterity, boosting both attributes to 165. ¡öStatus Window Name: Noah Adler Rank: Expert Level 59 ss: Angel of Death Title: Goblin yer ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îStats¡î Mana: 163 Strength: 165 Intelligence: 140 Dexterity: 165 Luck: 117 Stat Points: 0 Coins: 27060G ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îSkills¡î Common Skills: {Basic Swordsmanship},{Basic Close Combat} {Presence Detection} {Master of Weapons} {Mana''s Armor Lvl 1} {Shadow Steps Level 1} {Blood Flowers} {Splitting Ripple sh LVl 1} {Fangs of Insanity} {me Art} {Telekinesis Lv2} {Unprecedented Sense LV1} {Super Regeneration Lv2} [Basic Poison Resistance] [Mind eleration] Exclusive Skills: {Seal of Death} {Night of Death} {Lord of the Night} {Hellfire} ¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó¡ó ¡îRunes ¡î {Basic Strength},{Basic Speed} {Angel of Death} ¡ö ''''One more level to reach the next rank, huh! Not bad but I should do better.'''' Noah stepped onto the eighth floor, a chill running down his spine. The vast graveyard stretched out before him, an endless expanse of tombstones shrouded in a thick, oppressive fog. The air was heavy with a sense of decay and despair, and the silence was broken only by the asional mournful howl of the wind. As he ventured deeper into the graveyard, the fog grew thicker, obscuring his vision. The tombstones seemed to loom taller, their inscriptions barely visible in the dim light. A sense of unease crept into his heart, a premonition of danger lurking in the mist. Suddenly, a chilling voice echoed through the graveyard. "Lost soul, wandering in the darkness," the voice whispered. "Come, join us in eternal slumber." A figure emerged from the fog, its form indistinct in the dim light. It was a skeletal creature, its bones wrapped in tattered, decaying robes. Its eyes, two glowing orbs of green, seemed to pierce through the fog, fixing Noah in its gaze. The air crackled with electricity as Noah vanished into a blur of motion. His sword, Nemesis, danced in the air, a deadly ballet of ck steel. The skeletal creatures, sensing the impending threat, raised their bony weapons in defense. Explore more at m,v l''e-NovelBin But Noah was too fast, too agile. His strikes were precise, his movements fluid. The skeletons were cut down like wheat, their bones shattering with each blow. The graveyard echoed with the sound of shing steel and the sickening crunch of breaking bone. The fog seemed to thicken, obscuring the fallen skeletons. But Noah was undeterred. He continued his onught, his sword a whirlwind of death. The skeletal creatures, sensing their impending doom, fought with renewed ferocity. Their attacks were desperate, their eyes filled with a burning hatred. But Noah was relentless. He danced through their attacks, his sword a blur of motion. The skeletons fell one by one, their bodies reduced to piles of crumbling bones. The graveyard was a scene of carnage, a testament to Noah''s skill. Noah pushed deeper into the eighth floor, the Realm of the Dead. The graveyard stretched out before him, an endless expanse of tombstones shrouded in mist. The air was heavy with a sense of decay and despair, and the silence was broken only by the asional mournful howl of the wind. Skeletons of giant wolves appeared as he moved deeper. The air crackled with electricity as Noah vanished into a blur of motion. His sword, Nemesis, danced in the air, a deadly ballet of ck steel. The skeletal wolves, sensing the impending threat, lunged forward, their jaws snapping at the air. But Noah was too fast, too agile. His strikes were precise, his movements fluid. The skeletal wolves were cut down like wheat, their bones shattering with each blow. The graveyard echoed with the sound of shing steel and the sickening crunch of breaking bone. The fog seemed to thicken, obscuring the fallen skeletons. But Noah was undeterred. He continued his onught, his sword a whirlwind of death. The skeletal wolves, sensing their impending doom, fought with renewed ferocity. Their attacks were desperate, their eyes filled with a burning hatred. But Noah was relentless. He danced through their attacks, his sword a blur of motion. The skeletal wolves fell one by one, their bodies reduced to piles of crumbling bones. [Ding! Reach the next rank on this floor. Reward: 10.000 Gold] ''''Finally, I thought you''d never give me one. Well, I was thinking to reach level 60 nheless. I need to clear this floor as skeletons doesn''t give much exp but clearing the whole floor should do.'''' Having decided what to do, Noah moved forward and soon was surrounded by skeletons warriors. As Noah fought through the endless waves of skeletal warriors, a new and terrifying threat emerged from the fog. A colossal skeletal bear lumbered towards him, its bones gleaming in the dim light. Its eyes, two glowing orbs of green, burned with a primal hunger. The bear was a monstrous creature, its size dwarfing even thergest human. Its ws were like daggers, its jaws a gaping maw filled with razor-sharp teeth. Noah knew that this would be the toughest challenge he had faced yet. As the bear charged, Noah braced himself with Nemesis. The Novel will be updated first on this website. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone! Chapter 229: 8th Floor: Realm of the Dead 2 The skeletal bear roared, its voice a deep, guttural rumble that echoed through the graveyard. It charged forward, its massive ws outstretched. Noah braced himself, his grip tightening on Nemesis. Swoosh! As the bear lunged, Noah unleashed a wave of Hellfire, the mes dancing and crackling around his sword. The de collided with the bear''s ribcage, sending a shockwave of energy through the creature''s skeletal frame. The bear howled in pain, its movements faltering. But it was far from defeated. It swung its massive ws, aiming for Noah''s head. Noah dodged, his reflexes honed by countless battles and his dexterity. The fight was a brutal dance of death, a sh of wills and strength. ngs! ngs! Bam! Bam! Noah''s Hellfire burned away at the bear''s skeletal frame, while the creature''s ws raked at his Mana armor. Unable topletely offset the blow. Blood spattered the ground, a grim testament to the ferocity of the battle. Noah''s mind raced, searching for a way to end the fight quickly. He knew that the bear was a formidable opponent, and he couldn''t afford to let the battle drag on. With a surge of determination, he channeled his power, focusing on the bear''s weak point. He found it, a gap in the bear''s armor where its ribs met its skull. With a precise strike, Noah drove his sword into the gap, piercing the creature''s vital organs. The bear let out a final, agonized roar before copsing to the ground, its bones shattering into a pile of dust. Noah stood panting, his body aching from the exertion. [You have earned 5% Exp] Ignoring the system''s notification, Noah focused his mind, staying alert. As the new wave of skeletons emerged, Noah''s excitement matched their aggression. The graveyard, once a deste expanse, was now a battlefield, the air crackling with anticipation. Noah switched Nemesis into its gun form, the weapon humming with dark energy. He leveled it at the oing horde, his finger hovering over the trigger. At the same time, he summoned five daggers, their des shimmering with a cold, deadly light. He controlled them with his telekinesis, manipting their movements with precision. The skeletons charged, their bony weapons raised high. Noah unleashed a barrage of gunfire, each shot a deadly projectile that tore through the ranks of the undead. The daggers, controlled by his telekinesis, weaved through the crowd, striking with deadly uracy. The graveyard was a scene of chaos, a whirlwind of steel and bone. Noah danced through the fray, his movements fluid and graceful. The skeletons fell, their bodies reduced to piles of crumbling dust. The air was thick with the scent of decay and gunpowder, a testament to the intensity of the battle. Noah''s heart pounded with adrenaline. This was the life he had chosen, a life of constant challenge and endless adventure. He was a warrior, a survivor, and he would not be defeated here. As thest of the skeletons crumbled into dust, a sense of calm washed over Noah. The graveyard, once a ce of death and despair, was now a scene of triumph. He had emerged victorious, his skill and determination unmatched. But his respite was short-lived. A new wave of undead creatures emerged from the fog, their forms more grotesque and terrifying than the skeletons he had faced before. There were ghouls, their skin pale and translucent, their eyes glowing with an unnatural light. There were zombies, their bodies bloated and decaying, their movements slow but relentless. And there were wraiths, ethereal beings that seemed to glide through the air, their forms barely visible in the dim light. Noah knew that this would be his toughest challenge yet. These creatures were more powerful, more resilient than the skeletons. But he was prepared. He had faced death before, and he would face it again. He readied his weapons, his heart pounding with anticipation. Badump! Badump! The battle for the eighth floor was far from over. The graveyard was a whirlwind of activity. Noah, a blur of motion, danced amidst the chaos, his golden eyes, tainted crimson, reflecting the deadly dance of his weapons. Nemesis, transformed into a magical ck gun reminiscing of a Remington revolver, spit forth a barrage of magic bullets. Bang! Bang! Each bullet, a concentrated burst of energy, shattered the skulls of the oing ghouls and zombies. The skeletons, though less resilient, were no match for the sheer force of the magic bullets. The five daggers, controlled by Noah''s telekinesis, weaved through the crowd, their des leaving trails of light as they sliced through the undead. They danced with deadly precision, striking at the creatures'' vital points, their effectiveness amplified by the chaos of the battlefield. Chapter Explore: The ghouls, their translucent skin torn by the magic bullets, let out chilling shrieks. The zombies, their decaying bodies riddled with wounds, stumbled and fell. The wraiths, ethereal beings, were scattered by the force of the daggers. Noah''s movements were a blur, his body a whirlwind of energy. He dodged the attacks of the undead, his reflexes honed by countless battles. The graveyard was a scene of carnage, a testament to Noah''s skill and determination. As thest of the undead fell, a sense of relief washed over Noah. He had survived, he had triumphed. The eighth floor was his. But he knew that the journey was far from over. The ninth floor awaited, and with it, new challenges and new dangers. Noah stood amidst the fallen, his breath ragged, his body aching from the exertion but his High Regeneration kicked in and he was slowly recovering. He surveyed the battlefield, his eyes scanning the horizon for any signs of new threats. The graveyard was a wastnd, a testament to the ferocity of the battle he had just fought. A shiver ran down his spine. He felt a presence, a dark energy lurking in the shadows. He knew that the battle was not over. There was still one more challenge to face. A skeletal figure emerged from the mist, its form shrouded in darkness. Its eyes, two glowing orbs of green, burned with an unnatural intensity. It was a creature unlike any other Noah had encountered, a being of pure malice. Noah braced himself. He knew that this would be the final test, the ultimate challenge on this floor. The Novel will be updated first on this website. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone! Chapter 230: Bonus Chapter A/N: This happened during one of their dates After leaving the restaurant, Noah suggested they take a stroll along the beach. Lilith agreed, eager to enjoy the cool night air and the beauty of the moonlit sea. As they walked along the shore, the sand crunched beneath their feet. The moonlight cast a shimmering path on the water, creating a magical atmosphere. The wavespped gently at the shore, their rhythmic sound a soothing apaniment to their stroll. They stopped to admire the view. The sky was a vast expanse of stars, the Milky Way stretching across the heavens. The moon was full, its light reflecting off the water, creating a dazzling disy. They sat down on the sand, watching the waves roll in. The cool breeze carried the scent of the sea, and the sound of the waves was a calming balm to their senses. As they sat on the beach, enjoying the beauty of the night, Lilith suddenly rose to her feet. In her flowing dress, she stepped into the shallow water, the moonlight shimmering on her skin. With a yful grin, she sshed water at Noah, herughter echoing in the night air. Noah, taken aback by her sudden move,ughed as he dodged the spray. Before long, they were both soaked, their clothes clinging to their bodies. But they didn''t mind. The cool water felt refreshing on their skin, and the yful banter between them added to the fun. They sshed each other, theirughter filling the night air. They chased each other along the shore, their feet sinking into the soft sand. It was a carefree and joyous moment, a reminder of the simple pleasures in life. Discarding their clothes, they stood on the shore, their bodies glistening in the moonlight. With a shared look of excitement, they dove into the sea, their bodies cutting through the water with ease. They swam deep into the ocean, the water growing colder and darker as they descended. Thanks to the mana that covered their bodies, they had no trouble breathing underwater. The underwater world was a fascinating ce, filled with strange and exotic creatures. The couple swam through coral reefs, their colors a dazzling array. They encountered schools of fish, their shimmering scales reflecting the moonlight. They came across a hidden cave, its entrance shrouded in darkness. They swam towards the cave, their curiosity piqued. As they entered the cave, they were greeted by a breathtaking sight. The cave was filled with bioluminescent creatures, their bodies glowing with a soft, ethereal light. Noah and Lilith swam through the cave, marveling at the beauty of the creatures. They felt a sense of peace and tranquility as they explored this hidden world. They stayed there for a moment before leaving. The couple continued their exploration of the underwater kingdom, their curiosity piqued by the wonders they had already discovered. They swam through a vibrant coral reef, the colors a dazzling array of reds, blues, and greens. Schools of fish darted through the coral, their scales shimmering in the sunlight. They encountered a variety of marine life, from yful dolphins to graceful sea turtles. They even saw a giant squid, its tentacles undting in the water. The creature was massive, its eyes the size of dinner tes. It watched them with curiosity, its tentacles twitching slightly. Noah and Lilith swam closer to the squid, their hearts pounding with excitement. The creature did not seem aggressive, and they were able to observe it from a safe distance. As they continued their exploration, they came across a sunken ship. The vessel was covered in algae and barnacles, but it was still recognizable. The couple swam around the ship, exploring its wreckage. They found a variety of artifacts, including a treasure chest filled with gold coins and jewels. Their exploration of the underwater kingdom was a truly unforgettable experience. They had seen things that most people could only dream of, and they had felt a sense of wonder and awe. As they swam back to the surface, they knew that they would never forget their time in this hidden world. Noah, holding Lilith in his arms, ascended slowly into the sky through her help, she was controlling the wind surrounding them to make them float. As they rose higher, the city and the sea below became a miniaturendscape, a breathtaking spectacle under the moonlight. Lilith, her head resting on his shoulder, gazed out at the view. The city lights twinkled like a million stars, while the ocean shimmered with a silver glow. It was a magical scene, one that filled her heart with wonder. Noah, too, was captivated by the beauty of the moment. He held her closer, his gaze fixed on her. In that moment, he felt a deep love and affection for her. As they floated there, bathed in the moonlight, they leaned in towards each other. Their lips met in a tender kiss, a moment of pure passion and love. The moon, shining brightly above them, created a majestic scene, a celestial tableau of romance and beauty. They remained suspended in the air for a long time, their bodies entwined, their hearts filled with love. It was a moment they would cherish forever, a memory that would stay with them for the rest of their lives. She was overwhelmed by the emotions swirling within her. She couldn''t quite put a name to what she was feeling, but it was a sensation that consumed her, a feeling so profound and intense that she would never trade it for anything in the world. In that moment, she realized that he was more than just a lover or apanion. He was her everything. She couldn''t imagine her life without him, and the thought of losing him filled her with dread. As she held him close, her heart swelled with love and gratitude. She had found her soulmate, the one person who truly understood her andpleted her. And she knew that as long as they were together, nothing could ever tear them apart. After their celestial moment, they descended back to the earth. Theynded softly on a nearby rooftop, the city lights twinkling below them. Lilith looked up at Noah, and unlike usual where her expression was unreadable, her eyes filled with love and admiration. "That was incredible," she said, her voice barely a whisper. Noah smiled. "It was," he replied. "A moment I''ll never forget." They stood together for a long time, simply enjoying each other''spany. The city was quiet, the only sound the distant murmur of traffic. Finally, he took her hand. "Shall we go back?" he asked. She nodded, her heart filled with contentment. As they walked back to their hotel, they knew that their journey together had been filled with adventure, love, and unforgettable experiences. The Novel will be updated first on this website. 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