2025-04-10 04:27:58Eryndor knew that sparing Lyrien will bring him more troubles in future, but he could not bring himself to kill a family member of the former Eryndor.
"Well, if he comes looking for trouble again, I won't mind sending him on his way to goddess Gaia." Eryndor muttered. He recalled the system. Now he has a system, his life in this new world will be smooth sailing. "Hey, Two-face, mind showing me my stats?" "Ding! As Host wishes." "Ding! STAT (System for Transfer and Analysis of Tactical data): Host: Eryndor Thorne Race: Half-Elf Age: 250 Status: Healthy Attributes: Strength: 30 Intelligence: 55 Agility: 40 Vitality: 50 Endurance: 35 Charisma: 60 Combat stats: Attack power: 60 Defense: 85 Health points: 100% Mana points: Infinite Accuracy: 50% Evasion: 50% Performance metrics: Goody or Chaos points: 100 Level: 1 Skills: None Gold or currency: 0 Kills: 0 kills Win-loss record: 0 Goal: None set System suggests that Host creates a goal so as to activate the system missions." "A goal huh? Wait, why is my Mana point infinite?" Eryndor asked the system. "Ding! The former Eryndor was born with an infinite Mana pool, but he had no aptitude for magic, thus he could not channel his Mana to perform any magic, not even the simple ones." The system response shocked Eryndor. Perhaps this was why the Eryndor was hated. "Hold on, does that mean I'll suffer the same fate?" Eryndor asked wide eyed. "Ding! No. With enough points, Host can learn any skill he wishes." Eryndor's brain began working on a plan. "What skill can I learn with a hundred points." Eryndor asked. "Ding! Here are skills host can learn with his meagre amount of points. FYI, host really needs to amass more points. Advanced Archery: 100 points Advanced Sword art: 100 points" Eryndor looked around. Sure Archery is good, but when it becomes useless in a melee combat. The sword art is better. "I choose the advance sword art." "Ding! One hundred points has been deducted from Host's point pool." Eryndor then felt a slight pain in his head, it felt as if small needles were pricking his brain. "Ding! Advanced Sword Art learned." "Ding! Host has leveled up." Eryndor then picked up a sword which one of the elves had left behind. It didn't feel strange to him. "Time to move." Eryndor walked deeper into the forest, lost in thought. He wondered why Lyrien and Grand Elder Thorne hated the old Eryndor so much. Sure the guy could not use magic, but he was still royalty. "What did he do to make them want him dead?" As he walked, the trees grew twisted and the bushes thicker. Eryndor felt a change in the air but didn't notice. Suddenly, three ugly orcs appeared. Their scarred faces twisted into angry snarls. Eryndor inspected them using the system and could not believe it.. they were all level 5. "Elven trash!" one orc shouted. Eryndor drew his sword, ready to fight. Behind the orcs, a goblin hung tied to a tree. Its eyes begged for help. The orcs charged, swinging their crude blades. Eryndor dodged the first orc's swing and countered with a quick slash. The orc stumbled, clutching its wounded arm. The second orc lunged, blade aimed at Eryndor's chest. Eryndor blocked, their blades clashing in sparks. The third orc swung from the side, forcing Eryndor to spin. Their blades clashed, Eryndor's training saving him from deadly blows. But the orcs' brute strength wore him down. A crushing blow sent Eryndor crashing to the ground. The orcs closed in, blades raised. Eryndor rolled, avoiding fatal strikes. He scrambled up, gasping. The orcs pressed their attack. Eryndor's sword arm trembled. Was he going to die here? No, no way, he will get his happy ending, and no one will take that away from him anymore. Adrenaline began surging. With renewed strength, Eryndor struck. A swift kick sent one orc stumbling. A precise slash felled another. The last orc stood, enraged. Their blades clashed. Eryndor's vision blurred. The orc's blade sliced toward his neck... Eryndor dodged. The orc stumbled. Eryndor seized the moment. A decisive blow ended the battle. Eryndor stood panting. "Ding! Congratulations to Host on defeating three high leveled orcs. Host has been awarded 300 chaos points." "Ding! Host has leveled up thrice. Host is now level 4" The goblin watched, wide-eyed. "Thank you," it stammered. Eryndor approached, sword still trembling. "Who did this to you?" he asked. The goblin's gaze flicked toward the orcs. "Razgut's clan... they raid our village... take slaves." "Ding! Does Host wish to make the goblin his subordinate?" The system asked. "Wait what!? I can do that!?" Eryndor blurted out in surprise. The goblin looked at Eryndor in a weird way. "Ding! Yes but the other party has be willing. To avoid unnecessary attention, Host is advised to communicate with the system through telepathy." "Fine." Eryndor replied. He then turned to the goblin. "I'll help you. But first, will you become my subordinate?" Eryndor asked the goblin. The goblin's eyes lit up. "Yes. I'm Grimp. Thank you." "Ding! Subordinates: Name: Grimp. Level: 2. Skill: beginner class archery." Eryndor smiled. "I'm Eryndor." Grimp's gaze fell on Eryndor's sword. "You're strong." Eryndor sheathed his sword. An idea began to form in his mind. He turned to the goblin. "Are there any other goblin clans nearby?" Eryndor asked Grimp. "Yes. Me go ask help from Gobrou clan, but orcs stop me" the goblin replied with a crestfallen expression. Eryndor was thinking. If Grimp was caught here, that meant one thing.. these orcs here were scouts sent to find out about the next clan. This was good. If Grimp hadn't been caught, the orcs won't need a reason to stop, and may have gone ahead to the village and cause chaos. But now the orcs are dead, he could go over there and acquire more subordinates. "Ding! Host can simply defeat the goblin clan leader and take over the clan. Goblins and orcs respects the strong. If the clan leader is to fall by Host's blade, then Host can easily be made the new goblin chief." Eryndor liked that idea. But why stop at one goblin clans, when he could take over the orcs and perhaps the entire forest. Lyrien called him an insignificant half-breed, well, he will show him who truly is insignificant. "System, use the three points and give me skills suitable for me right now." "Ding! Three hundred points has been deducted from Host's point pool." "Ding! Host has learned the skill, Flaming sword." "Ding! Host has learned the art of self regeneration." Eryndor smiled. "We'll get you home, Grimp. Now, lead the way to the Gobrou clan.”
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