Sam, grinning, continued in a nonchalant manner, “So, where exactly is the city of Thaumapolis?” Lyra, still visibly frightened, hesitated for a moment before defiantly refusing to cooperate. "I won't tell you anything! You're a warlock, and warlocks can't be trusted!" Sam finds her reluctance more annoying than amusing. "Look, Lyra, I don't have time for this. I have a stolen wizard spell to reclaim, and your cooperation would be appreciated. Otherwise, you're just becoming a nuisance." Lyra, feeling a mix of fear and vexation, retorted, "I won't help you, and I won't be part of your wicked plans!" Sam sighed heavily, then as if dealing with an overly dramatic character in a play. "Alright, since you are so adamant about it, I’ll be warlock for you. Now listen, Lyra, sweetheart princess, I've got news for you. I'm not interested in using you for ransom or anything. You can go back to Rivenburgs. I'm feeling generous today." Lyra, confused by this unexpected turn of events, stamme

“Yes,” Sam said. He indeed felt the surge of power, the flow of energy invigorating him, making him stronger than ever before. The once essence of the infernal demon that fed Rafael had become a source of empowerment for Sam.[Demon Essence has been absorbed.][Magic energy capacity increased to 8500.][Damage of each offensive skill has increased.]“Self check,” Sam commanded.[This is your current stat:Name: Sam WyndhamRace: HumanClass: SorcererRank: NoviceCurrent magic energy: 310/8500Natural Elemental Affinity: Fire, WindSkills: Arcane Insight, Magic Veil, Magic Barrier, Magic Enhancement, Special Absorption, Wind Jump, Wind Sphere, Wind Punch, Gale Stomp, Demonic Flame Vortex, Demonic Fireball, Demonic Punch.Reclaimed Spell: 0/33Binding Vow: Rafael the Infernal Sovereign WannabeDemonic Essence: 1Rafael's threshold: 250/2200You can access this information by the command ‘self-check’.]Sam laughed as he still found the ‘Rafael the Infernal Sovereign Wannabe’ part to be f

He stood still, watching the fish thoroughly. When one of the fish was near the water's surface, Sam let a strong wind push. The fish flew out to the other side of the riverside, hit the ground, and wiggled desperately on the land. Sam grinned and did it a few more times. He blew the water again and again, catching seven fish of various sizes and types. A quick check of the system noticed that none of these fish contained any poison.Sam proudly took the fish to the princess, but Lyra didn't seem to share the same excitement. Instead, she remarked on how excessive Sam's actions were. He did realize he used quite a lot of force just for a fish, but he enjoyed it, so he didn't care."Hey, don't just sit around. Help me find some sticks to skewer these fish."There was a reluctant face Lyra gave to Sam, but she did lift her butt and help him.After skewering the fishes and collecting some dry wood, Sam commanded, "Give me fire."Lyra gave Sam a raised eyebrow."I've used my energy to get

With veins bulging across his body like taut cords ready to snap, the brute warlock unleashed a guttural roar that echoed through the air. Without hesitation, he charged toward Sam once more, his steps thundering like a stampede as he closed the distance between them.Sam braced himself, channeling his wind magic to anticipate the impending onslaught. As the warlock swung his massive fists with deadly intent, Sam reacted with lightning reflexes, stepping back to evade the first blow. But the sheer force and ferocity of the attack sent shockwaves rippling through the air, disrupting Sam's balance and threatening to knock him off his feet.The possessed warlock pressed on, his relentless assault like a tempest unleashed upon the grassy hillside. Sam danced nimbly to avoid each sweeping blow, the wind howling around him as he fought to maintain his footing amidst the chaotic whirlwind of battle.With each passing moment, the warlock's rage seemed to intensify, his attacks growing more fre

"Get down! Get down!" she insisted as they approached Alefo city. "Why? We're already so close. It's faster this way," Sam reasoned. "We will attract too much attention!" Lyra protested. "Ah, right. I don't want that either. Last time I attracted attention, I was almost executed," Sam said, shooting Lyra a pointed glare. Sam landed about a hundred yards from Alefo, still within the cover of the forest. They proceeded to walk towards a road they spotted, eventually entering the city through its gate. Unlike the Rivenburgs, there were no strict checks; the guards merely gave them a glance and allowed them entry without delay. "Well, this city is certainly more welcoming than Rivenburgs," Sam commented, observing their easy passage. "You're trying to compare Alefo to Rivenburgs?" Lyra scoffed. "It's not even comparable. Rivenburgs is five times the size of Alefo. There's nothing of value here, and the city is small enough that it's easy to search if anything happens. The guards don'