My Skill Bar is Full of Monster Skills-Chapter 127 - 116: Assessment Mission (Double-Length) (Part 3)
"If it’s solo, it would require some time arrangement."
"Let’s complete it as a team." Raine and Elise looked at each other and smiled.
Elise had mentioned this to him earlier.
Because the Combat Divine Art that Elise mastered was somewhat poor, and the scepter in her hand, Raine had observed during this period, basically hadn’t seen blood. It seemed difficult to complete the promotion task alone.
As for teaming up with other Adventurers who needed to advance to the Black Iron Level, Raine didn’t mind.
"Then what about the timing? Do you have any requirements? Is it as soon as possible or some time later?"
"Two days later then! We might have another companion."
"Alright then, Mr. Raine, I’ll delay your and Miss Elise’s task application, and submit it once you are confirmed. After all, with a Priest, your task application can be immediately allocated to a team." Liya smiled and said.
"Okay!"
"By the way, is there any tradition for this promotion task? Can I specify a direction?" Raine thought for a moment and asked, "For example, Wild Boar People or Gray Dwarves?"
The reason for asking this question.
Because last night, Raine pondered his next steps.
The overall strategy remains unchanged: by killing monsters, obtaining monster bloodline, and greatly enhancing actual combat power. Meanwhile, Monster Skill will reciprocate into his Classes Level, achieving rapid overall strength improvement like a snowball rolling uphill.
After experiencing the battle at Oak Village, Raine realized that between killing monsters, the benefits differed for him.
For example, monsters like the Wild Boar People with a tight organizational system and level hierarchy. Not only can he obtain their ’native’ bloodline, but he can also perform fusion, obtaining ’fusion’ bloodline.
Not only does this allow his actual combat power to increase exponentially, but it also saves valuable bloodline slots.
Like this time, abilities such as the High-tier Boarman Warrior’s ’Taunt,’ ’Battle Roar,’ and ’Barbaric Charge’ are excellent, and bloodline talents like ’Thick Hide’ and ’Brute Force’ are talents he wishes to keep permanently.
This takes up a bloodline slot.
And the Wild Boar Earth Diviner’s ’Earth Divination Skill’ and Third Level Spell ’Lightning Arrow,’ among other things, are also spells he desires, which takes up the second bloodline slot.
Now, because both belong to the Wild Boar People lineage, they have smoothly fused into a ’Wild Boar Shaman’ bloodline, saving a precious bloodline slot and gaining stronger Monster Skills.
Thus, last night Raine came up with an immature thought—
’Perhaps, in the subsequent monster selection, I could prioritize considering monsters like Wild Boar People or Gray Dwarves that exist in forms such as clans or large tribes.’
In comparison, whether it’s the Frost Blade Leopard or Deep Moss Spider, unless it’s a mutation like the ’Counter-attacking Ice Spirit,’ most monsters tending towards solitary living can’t offer a boost like the clan-living Wild Boar People.
"Well... There’s no specified saying for the association’s promotion task," Liya was somewhat embarrassed to say.
"However, I’ll provide feedback for Mr. Raine."
...
Southwest of Dorne City.
At the entrance of an ancient castle.
A slender figure with a big bow and hood appeared at the entrance of Baron Olsen’s Castle.
"Stop! This is Baron Olsen’s Castle." Two tall Chain Armor Guards immediately positioned their long spears horizontally in front, and said loudly.
"Ed, don’t you recognize me?" Reya lifted her hood, revealing smooth, shiny brown hair and lively brown eyes with a smile on her pretty face.
"Rey... Miss Reya!" The guard named Ed widened his eyes, almost dropping his spear.
"How come you’ve returned? No, it’s great that you’re back!"
"Go quickly to report to Lord Baron, Miss Reya has returned." Ed said to the other guard beside him.
"Miss Reya, I’ll escort you in."
"Mm."
Walking through the gate, looking at the familiar castle, lawns, flower beds, and fountain, Reya showed a touch of nostalgia.
This is where she lived since childhood.
However, ever since the incident with her mother two years ago, she never returned.
But with the incident she encountered this time, she felt it necessary to ask her father, who was the sheriff of Dorne City, about the situation of the mysterious organization Farad Manor.
Not just for herself, but for the companions of the Howling Hunter Squad.
Suddenly, Reya saw several tall swordsmen she had never seen before, with stern expressions, guarding the entrance of the right side castle basement.
"Ed, who are they? I’ve never seen them before," Reya asked with some confusion.
Knowing that the castle, the most important base for the Olsen Family, all guards were selected and cultivated from a young age, she recognized nearly all of them. But these few were obviously unfamiliar faces.
"This... They were called in from the outside by Lord Baron. I’m not sure about the specifics."
"Well, how come I haven’t seen Captain Sanders? Uncle Sanders?" Reya glanced around and said.
"Uncle Sanders fell from the city wall by accident a year ago and passed away shortly after."
"What? Uncle Sanders, as a Classes member, actually fell from the city wall?" Reya was incredulous, her beautiful eyes widened as she exclaimed.
"We couldn’t believe it either, but everyone present said so, and Lord Baron was there too. It’s a pity, Captain Sanders was such a good person." Ed also sighed.
This cast a shadow over Reya’s heart.
She felt that the castle before her, the home before her, was becoming strangely alien.
Half an hour later.
In the banquet hall of Baron Olsen’s castle.
The long table covered with white tablecloth was filled with a feast, including roasted venison, grilled wild boar ribs, cheeses roasted chickpeas, grilled bell peppers, and other dishes.
"Finally willing to come back." The speaker was a middle-aged man sitting at the head, dressed in a noble hunting suit with a slicked-back hair and square-shaped mustache.
The familiar voice echoed in her ears, yet Reya felt her father’s tone seemed to lack something, sounding a bit cold. She glanced at her father’s unchanged appearance and thought it might be due to not seeing each other for two years, creating a sense of estrangement between father and daughter.
Without much thought, Reya ladled some creamy mushroom soup with a silver spoon, paused, and said:
"I’m back because I want to inquire about the Farad Manor, this organization."
"Hmm? Where did you hear that name?"
Suddenly, Reya noticed that her usually composed father, Baron, had a rare trace of panic in his eyes.
And, whether it was her illusion or not, her father’s usual brown eyes seemed to flash a strange blue glow.
"This organization issued a hit order on one of my companions." Thinking of the situation mentioned by the guard Ed, Reya became more vigilant and refrained from saying she had also been targeted for assassination.
"Your companion?"
"Then your companion is doomed. You shouldn’t get too close to this companion."
The sharp words made Reya hard to imagine, coming from her father, whom she recalled as severe yet kind.
She truly wanted to say, "Father, you’ve really changed!"
At that moment, as the maid brought out freshly baked bread from the oven, her father’s request to ’bring strawberry jam’ made Reya’s heart tense.
’No, the person in front of me isn’t my father!’
Reya recalled vividly, for her ten-plus years of memory, her father Baron Olsen always spread salted butter on his bread, never any other spreads.
A person’s life habits can’t suddenly change.
Flooding her thoughts, she remembered her last lunch before leaving home, her father sitting across from her as usual, more discrepancies in details revealed unmistakably.
At this moment, the ’father’ in front used a small spoon to scoop a full spoonful of strawberry jam, spreading it thickly on the bread, even spilling onto his fingers...
For a father who was always meticulous and detail-oriented, this was unimaginable.
Suddenly, staring at the stranger identical to ’father’ before her, chills surged through Reya’s heart, her heart rate accelerating.
She just wanted to hurry away from this place.
Escape from the place she lived since childhood.
"What’s wrong with you?" At this moment, ’Baron Olsen’ seemed to notice something, paused his actions, and looked at Reya.
