sinks in the sky as the time to meet with Verde and Prince Charming. For
some reason I don’t even feel shocked at the new mana bar that I have below my
health, even if it says I have 913 mana points.
Standing up, I slowly read
back through the skills of this religion I have been forcefully conscripted to.
Based off his words, It doesn’t seem like it is a legitimate religion of any
kind, but that is how the system interpreted his action.
‘These NPC’s, like
Fen, are far too strange!’
I complain in my mind, how
can they do these things. And why am I the only target of them! Well, I can’t
instantly assume that there aren’t others who are attached to these abnormal
artificial intelligences.
“Lost, we are
currently at the Gold Run Inn waiting for you.”
Verde’s voice appears out
of nowhere, startling me for a moment.
“I am on my way now!
Hmm, where exactly is the inn?”
“Oh! it is in the
east side of Grenton, near where all the low level players purchase their
supplies. Head towards the nearest town exit and turn left. Follow that street
down and it is the sign which looks like a river of gold. Sorry, there are no
street names in this game apparently.”
“I will be there
shortly!”
I end the private chat
with Verde and open a new one with Mason.
“Mason! Can you come
meet me at the Gold Run Inn?”
“I can do that. When
did you want to meet?”
“I’m heading over
there now, make it in ten minutes?”
“Hah, okay. I will
meet you there.”
I go to leave the alley
way, but first I am curious about this new spell. Opening my main menu, I
access the information about my current skills.
Name: Lost(Man in the Hood)
Health: 1252/1252
Stamina: 441/441
Mana: 913/913
Sacred Art
Cost Triple
Thrust 13 Stamina
CrossX 22 Stamina
Backstab 84 Stamina
Pincer 112 Stamina
Multi Mirage 197 Stamina
Magic Cost Minor
Dire Flame 800 Mana
I am shocked at the cost
of the spell. Opening up the information on it reveals that there is also no
chant for it. I only need to call out the name of the spell.
“Minor Dire Flame!”
The small fireball slowly
takes form in my right hand, the space crackling with a red lightning as flames
coalesce into a single point. The ball of fire is only about the size of my
fist, but it burns incredibly bright and gives off an enormous amount of heat.
I throw the small fireball
at the ground. It flies directly straight, unaffected by gravity, to hit the
dirt ground. The impact causes it to splash, almost as if the fire itself is
some kind of liquid.
All of a sudden a
considerable sized area in the alleyway is set alight by the fire. Panicking, I
flee back into the crowd before anyone sees what I did. As soon as I am gone
from the scene I hear voices shouting out behind me.
“Hey there is a fire in
this alley! Someone, quick, help me put it out!”
“I have the skill for
water magic! Allow me-” A faint chanting follows as he casts some kind of water
strike attack
“What kind of useless
skill is that, it evaporated before it could even touch it!”
“It must be some kind of
high class fire magic! Oh no, it’s spreading onto the houses!”
“Idiots! Let me, I know
much higher water based magic than that amateur spell you used. And I can do it
chantless.”
“That did nothing!”
“I don’t know what’s going
on, I submerged it in water and it still didn’t go out! What the hell kind of
fire is that!”
I don’t want to stick
around for them to start chasing down whoever started it, there is a chance
that someone witnessed me leaving the scene of the crime.
I hurry east, trying to
get to the Gold Run Inn as fast as possible.
About fifteen minutes
later, I arrive at the inn in question. It is in a small lane off one of the
main paths
some reason I don’t even feel shocked at the new mana bar that I have below my
health, even if it says I have 913 mana points.
Standing up, I slowly read
back through the skills of this religion I have been forcefully conscripted to.
Based off his words, It doesn’t seem like it is a legitimate religion of any
kind, but that is how the system interpreted his action.
‘These NPC’s, like
Fen, are far too strange!’
I complain in my mind, how
can they do these things. And why am I the only target of them! Well, I can’t
instantly assume that there aren’t others who are attached to these abnormal
artificial intelligences.
“Lost, we are
currently at the Gold Run Inn waiting for you.”
Verde’s voice appears out
of nowhere, startling me for a moment.
“I am on my way now!
Hmm, where exactly is the inn?”
“Oh! it is in the
east side of Grenton, near where all the low level players purchase their
supplies. Head towards the nearest town exit and turn left. Follow that street
down and it is the sign which looks like a river of gold. Sorry, there are no
street names in this game apparently.”
“I will be there
shortly!”
I end the private chat
with Verde and open a new one with Mason.
“Mason! Can you come
meet me at the Gold Run Inn?”
“I can do that. When
did you want to meet?”
“I’m heading over
there now, make it in ten minutes?”
“Hah, okay. I will
meet you there.”
I go to leave the alley
way, but first I am curious about this new spell. Opening my main menu, I
access the information about my current skills.
Name: Lost(Man in the Hood)
Health: 1252/1252
Stamina: 441/441
Mana: 913/913
Sacred Art
Cost Triple
Thrust 13 Stamina
CrossX 22 Stamina
Backstab 84 Stamina
Pincer 112 Stamina
Multi Mirage 197 Stamina
Magic Cost Minor
Dire Flame 800 Mana
I am shocked at the cost
of the spell. Opening up the information on it reveals that there is also no
chant for it. I only need to call out the name of the spell.
“Minor Dire Flame!”
The small fireball slowly
takes form in my right hand, the space crackling with a red lightning as flames
coalesce into a single point. The ball of fire is only about the size of my
fist, but it burns incredibly bright and gives off an enormous amount of heat.
I throw the small fireball
at the ground. It flies directly straight, unaffected by gravity, to hit the
dirt ground. The impact causes it to splash, almost as if the fire itself is
some kind of liquid.
All of a sudden a
considerable sized area in the alleyway is set alight by the fire. Panicking, I
flee back into the crowd before anyone sees what I did. As soon as I am gone
from the scene I hear voices shouting out behind me.
“Hey there is a fire in
this alley! Someone, quick, help me put it out!”
“I have the skill for
water magic! Allow me-” A faint chanting follows as he casts some kind of water
strike attack
“What kind of useless
skill is that, it evaporated before it could even touch it!”
“It must be some kind of
high class fire magic! Oh no, it’s spreading onto the houses!”
“Idiots! Let me, I know
much higher water based magic than that amateur spell you used. And I can do it
chantless.”
“That did nothing!”
“I don’t know what’s going
on, I submerged it in water and it still didn’t go out! What the hell kind of
fire is that!”
I don’t want to stick
around for them to start chasing down whoever started it, there is a chance
that someone witnessed me leaving the scene of the crime.
I hurry east, trying to
get to the Gold Run Inn as fast as possible.
About fifteen minutes
later, I arrive at the inn in question. It is in a small lane off one of the
main paths
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