His eyes opened as he prepared to awake on the floor of the frigid and stony ruins. However, he was back in the hospital bed that he had been using before his adventures with the group. They gave him a warm welcome and expressed their gratitude, and he returned the favor with a smile while he held back the tears of joy that threatened to fall. His affection grew when he realized that none of them had perished.He might have had a little bit of self-centeredness inside of him because he wanted them to stay by his side. He realized that they owed him nothing and that their lives had nothing to do with him; in reality, the situation was just the opposite. However, it was also possible that his emotions were solely motivated by his self-interest. "I'm starving,"Finn got out of the perfectly clean bed and peered through the drawn curtains to the wide open space that was the city of Gales. He was adjusting to this unfamiliar world gradually, but every time he looked back, he found himself
The guitarist, pianist, and singer were all playing their own instruments while merging their talents to create an orchestrated performance that filled the air. They created an orchestral score that was so flawless that everyone inside the bar danced in unison, following the harmony. Even though it was a pub, he treasured these special occasions. He was in a corner, sipping wine and attracting women's admiration. The drink was nothing short of heavenly, and he would be happy to express his gratitude to the maker of such a wonderful concoction if given the chance.He was the bar's owner, and moments like these made him proud of his investment. As he sipped from his wine glass, women walked up to him with an air of awe while remaining silent in his presence—a behavior he knew all too well. He was well aware that he was the most fascinating figure in the entire venue due to his stunning red hair and eyes that resembled sparkling rubies. He focused on the excellent flavor of his wine as
Liric brushed his teeth while standing in front of a mirror, watching himself. He had been told all his life that he had been born with a natural beauty. However he disliked his white hair and blue eyes, they felt disconnected from him as if he didn't deserve them, especially after of the tragic end of his clan.He put on his black adventurer's outfit before covering it with a white cape that bore blue stripes. Although he disliked wearing it, the ‘Chlaride’ fabric's special ability to resist dirt made it a sensible option for his numerous excursions."Master Titanfall, the high council requests your presence," a voice stated, prompting a sigh from Liric.He understood why they had called him. The reckless use of power before prevented him from capturing the Forest demon, Although he was at fault, he could not afford to appear weak in front of a student. He needed to keep his cool. He didn't think it was particularly cool to defeat a demon with a practical ice spell. "Not even a bit,"
Sven struck the sandbag against the ceiling of his dorm room with great force, each blow driven by resolve. His solid focus was visible as sweat sparkled on his skin as he unleashed strike after blow. He opened his system, using it to check the time. He noticed the early hour from the outside and that even the chickens weren't up yet and with that he continued his exercise.The Vancrest Adventuring School was renowned for its reputation, giving its students the opportunity to advance in guild ranks and get sought-after Holhiem tickets. Because of these advantages, the school attracted only the brightest explorers, enhancing its reputation. Sven's fists continued to beat the sandbag in a steady rhythm until it finally burst, producing a burst of sand that coincided with the clucking of the waking chickens. "Time to start the day." He affirmed.As Sven descended the stairs, several dorm mates who knew him as an early riser mumbled in pain. The morning painted the dorm's residents in i
Exiting the room, Finn was in the process of trying on various adventure outfits. His previous jacket and T-shirt had suffered noticeable damage, and although he could still put them on, he thought it was time for a change."What about this one?" He twirled around in a complete circle, seeking Emma's opinion. However, her head shook in disapproval, prompting him to retreat into the dressing room.With his jet-black hair, complemented by striking blue eyes and an array of freckles, Finn possessed a youthful appearance. Despite his youth, his height stood at a staggering 5'8". Coming out once again, he sported an all-white adventurer's garb, but a gesture from Emma, pointing at her mouth and mimicking a gag, indicated her disapproval. This signaled Finn to quickly step back into the dressing room for another attempt.Today marked the day of Finn's entry into Vancrest Adventuring School. A week had gone since he discussed his enrollment plans with Emma, and during that time, all the nece
“A useless Ianbris.” A voice said.“That’s the heir to this clan? What a disgrace?” Another voice uttered. The voices reverberated in his head like tunes from a catchy song. He looked at them, they were annoying but they weren’t wrong. He was weak. He was useless. His eyes opened and in front of him were four other students who accompanied him. The waters were murky and dark and although it spooked him to death he could get through it, he peeked into the water, seeing lights underneath. "Something tells me those aren't alligators," Finn mentioned and Otto laughed, pushing his glasses up from his nose."Those are Iai, they're native to large rivers like this one. While not relatively dangerous, in groups, they can inflict enough damage to kill a human." Otto explained, and Finn looked at him. Silently laughing as he perfectly embodied the 'nerd' stereotype, he actually wondered how he became an adventurer.{Information analysis- Iai}[Iai, a fish-like monster originating from the sout
"So are we going to let them get the blessing again? They have five of fifteen recovered blessings. The Sword of Dawn is a destructive weapon, capable of flooring our nation's defenses." A figure spoke, his head low and one knee on the ground."...." The figure being prostrated before didn't speak. "Sir. I believe we should mobilize everyone we have, there's no doubt that Vancrest would send their greatest asset— Liric Titanfall." "Leave them. Let them take the blessing.""But my lord!""Rancar, what happens when one nation becomes too great or gains too much military power?" The figure spoke, his voice great and commanding."There would have to be a balancing act." Rancar, who was the adviser to the figure said."And since Pandora's blessing only falls once a century? How long would that balancing act take?""Oh... sir. Do you really want to go down that route?""I believe it is time for Vancrest's demise. Their actions have finally caught up to them and every nation knows.""So tha
Finn looked at the body as it popped up in the water. Voices were shouting but he couldn't hear them, his sight was focused only on Qiba's body. For some reason, this death hit him harder than he thought it would've had. "That's how he died wasn't it?" He thought to himself, a vision of one of his friends dead in a river appeared in his mind."GET OUT OF THE WATER!" Sven shouted![Earth magic: Great Eruption] Qiba's skin melted off revealing a large beast with multiple arms and eyes, from underneath the beast grew extremely large spikes that erupted from the water, they hit everything within their sight, capsizing some of the boats and landing some of the occupants into the water. "Get them to shore! Otto! Finn! Iris" Sven shouted, grabbing two of the individuals aboard his boat, he leaped off just as a spike of earth demolished the vessel.[Lightning magic: Flash Point] In a burst of imperceptible lightning, Otto grabbed two people off the boat, rushing toward the pier before their