Chapter 349: Advancements

{Conditions Met: Rousing Captain- Elder-Blood Commander}

Elder-Blood Commander Lv. 30

Elder-Blood Commander Lv. 31

{Skill Gained: Battle Awareness}

{Skill Gained- Co

{Elder-Blood Detected: Initiate Equalizing}

{Attributes Erased}

{Skill Erased- Rousing Slash}

{Skill Erased- Steps of Land}

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{Equalizing Finished}

{Class: Elder-Blood Commander}

{Skills: Commanders Telepathy}

{Skill: Battle Awareness}

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{Class Gained: Soldier}

Soldier Lv.1

Soldier Lv. 2

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Warrior Lv. 20

{Condition Met: Warrior – Ax Warrior}

Spear Warrior Lv. 21

Spear Warrior Lv. 22

{Skill Gained: …}

{Skill Gained: …}

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Wildlander Survivalist Lv. 26

{Class Gained: Soldier}

Soldier Lv. 1

Soldier Lv. 2

Soldier Lv. 3

Soldier Lv. 4

Soldier Lv. 5

{Skill Gained: …}

{Skill Gained: …}

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Shaman Lv. 17

Shaman Lv. 18

{Skill Gained: …}

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Mage of Intellect Lv. 30

{Conditions Met: Mage of Intellect – Aquamancer of Brilliance}

Aquamancer of Brilliance Lv. 31

{Spell Gained: …}

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August Madam Lv. 26

Drunkard Lv. 16

{Skill Gained Lv. Hair of the Dog}

Fire Breather Lv. 7

Fire Breather Lv. 8

Fire Breather Lv. 9

{Skill Gained: Wide Plume}

A surprise and disappointment couldn’t help, but appear on my face. Surprise because my main class had leveled up.

I didn’t think, I had done anything to make it leveled up, but it clearly thinks I did. If it had been yesterday, I would have been thrilled with this level, but things changed in the night.

Now, I am feeling quite complicated about it.

I pushed the feeling aside and looked at my second level-up. Drunkard had reached Lv. 16, and I have got the skill. The Hair Of The Dog is a good skill and a useful one, even for me who is quite good at dealing with alcohol.

I looked down at three level-ups in my Fire Breather class, which I had been quite sure would reach Lv. 10, given the sheer number of undead, I had killed.

There is even a slight hope, that it might merge with the drunkard class, but nothing of that sort had happened.

I lay on the bed, feeling disappointed. It took a while to get control of my emotions and understand the reason why Fire Breathing hadn’t reached Lv. 10 and why there was no merging.

There are multiple reasons I could think of, but two seemed more important to me.

First are the undead I had killed. They were said to be the weakest of all in the horde. There was not a special undead among them or a single pillar, who wouldn’t have had any difficulty in finishing me off.

Sometimes, the numbers alone aren’t enough to gain the level.

The second reason is my own fault. I am not good enough in fire breathing. To be honest, since I had learned it; I only focused on making the plume as big as possible and nothing else.

I didn’t listen to the instructor when they had told me to focus on control and techniques.

I had paid the price for that, wasted a lot of whisky. I had used a mouthful of whisky to kill a single undead many times when I could have finished the job in a fraction.

I have already decided to focus on techniques and control. It is the only right path to advance further.

There is also a decision for me to make. I pushed that thought away, the moment it appeared. I am not ready to even think about it, but I know, I will have to and very soon.

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Dealer of Desire Lv. 25 [Master of Legacy]

Trainer Lv. 8

Valorous Governor Lv. 21

I looked at the texts in front of me and a smile couldn’t help but appear on my face. There is also a surprise.

I thought blasting a legacy apart would make me regress in level in my main class, but here I leveled up and it is not the only class, I had leveled up in.

I have also leveled up in the Trainer Class, which is a surprise because, in the past few months, I have barely trained Fang. If I had done it; I may have gotten more than one level seeing what he did.

The last to level up was my Valorous Governor. It had leveled up three times in a single night, which is quite rare for a ruling class.

I was hoping it would upgrade, but it is the ruling class. They are hard to level up and even harder to upgrade.

There are no skills at this level-up, which is a little disappointing, but I am not sad. The last night, I have got pretty great skills.

I turned to the attribute point I got and immediately added it to the charm, taking it to eighteen. I wanted to add it to the strength or vitality, but charm felt the right choice.

I felt its faint high, which lasted for a couple of seconds.

I calmed down and opened the window, which had grown slightly bigger than the last time with level-ups and skills.

New skills were added, and two classes merged. My legacy had upgraded into Grade II, giving me amazing skills.

It had also increased the size of its vault and one more authority was added.

Seeing that, my expression couldn’t help, but turn somber. Four of these authorities were occupied. Carla, Margaux, Barb, and Mena; now that Mena is dead, her authority has returned.

There are now two authorities that are empty.

I looked at the window for a couple of seconds more, before closing it and walking out of the bed.

I cast a glance at the clock and was surprised that I had slept for eight hours. I was planning to wake up at dawn but slept past it without hearing an alarm.

I walked into the bathroom. Freshened up and showered, before changing into the suit. I looked at the mirror and adjusted the suit; I could easily use the skill, but there was no need for it.

Click!

“My lord,” Zela greeted as I walked out of my room. She looked good. Rested. Happy, ecstatic even.

“Zela,” I said before a small smile appeared on my face.

“Or should I call you High-Mage Taras?” I asked. Her cheeks reddened, but I could also see the happiness and pride.

Zela had been one of the few people who contributed the most to the battle. She was already Lv. 29 and had requirements of knowledge. The battle provided the experience she needed to take the next step.

I don’t think, she would be the only mage or the powerhouse who had taken that big step forward. There are many like Valentina, Captain Vandal, and others who have taken that big step forward.

“Zela, is fine, my lord,” she said with a smile.

Hun!

I walked out of the door when I saw six people with staff uniforms waiting at the door, including the head butler.

I arched my brow at her.

“The staff will shift your belongings to the lord’s suit,” she replied. I nodded and walked here. It is obvious. I am the lord of the Greltheaven now. I couldn’t stay in the wing of officers.

“Where is Jon, by the way?” I asked.

“I am here, my lord,” said Jon from behind, becoming visible for the second, before turning invisible again. Like, I had said, many had advanced. I am glad Jon got this skill; it is very useful for the bodyguards.

I went to the kitchen; the main one, that was only for the Count and his son. I ate breakfast there, before walking out of the mansion.

I have to say, working in the mansion is comforting, but it is not efficient for the administration and I plan to run the efficient administration.

Soon, the carriage reached the city hall, and I walked out.

Many people stopped and bowed. It felt foreign and uncomfortable, but I kept my expression pleasant-neutral and nodded at people who greeted me without stopping.

I am just imitating the Count. The bastard had many flaws, but he also had many qualities.

The good ones I am going to copy.

Click!

Soon, I entered my office. There were already people there, aside from Ina and Lola, there was a man, sitting in front of the table.

When I saw him, I couldn’t help, but get surprised. I have read about it. Still, seeing it with my eyes has shocked me.

The change is too big, to not get shocked.

In front of me is a man, barely six feet tall. He is fit, but not muscled, and has a thick head of blond hair. His eyes are bronze, and they seem to hold an enormous weight; normal people won’t be able to look at them for more than a second.

“My lord,” he greeted. I am glad that his voice remained unchanged, still deep and commanding.

“Good to see, you alive Stone,” I said with a smile as I took the seat.

Thaddaeus Stone, I knew, had been over six and a half feet tall and built like a mountain. He had an intimidating presence that came with size. Nobody would dare to underestimate after seeing him.

The man in front of me is just an average man. Nobody would look twice at him or feel threatened.

Though once they stared at those bronze eyes. Their knees would shake, and they would want to run away.

Saying the change is drastic would be an understatement, but that is awakened elder-blood for you. His earlier size was due to his unawakened giant blood, but now it awakened, it is contained in the core.

Just like the real giants.

It is said that one would pass by the giant and wouldn’t notice anything about them. They are normal-sized, until they activate their strength.

“It is all thanks to you, my lord,” he said, and I shook my head. “I am many things, Stone, but not the one who saved you,” I replied, to which he smiled.

A moment later, his expression turned serious.

“What is your plan for the army?” he asked. Hearing it, I too become serious. I thought about it a lot yesterday and the answer was simple. Despite many difficulties, it possesses.

“I want you to convince the soldiers who might be leaving to stay and also recruit the volunteers. Not only the ones who fought but also those who volunteered to fight,” I replied.

I need the army and it needs to be sufficiently big enough to deal with the threat of the undead. Last time, we were not prepared for them, but next time, I like to be.

“It won’t be easy and most importantly, we will need a lot of resources and money,” he said, looking at me intently.

“You don’t have to worry about that. I will provide you with all the resources and money, you need,”

“What about orcs?” he asked. “I am meeting with their leadership in the afternoon,” I informed.

The questions of orcs are complicated. What makes it even more complicated is that they are prisoners. Were prisoners; they had fought for the city, and I will give them what I promised to them.

Stone left in a few minutes, and I turned to the three newspapers in front of me.

There are two big headlines covering the front of the pages. At is our victory against the undead, and at the bottom is the death of Prince Grelt.

It is why, I have become a Lord from Governor.

He died. Killed by his brother, the Crown Prince. Who used the kingdom protecting, Grade VII spells. Those spells had not only killed his brother but wiped away the army, he was traveling with.

Even their bones hadn’t remained.

It was still a mystery about how he was able to do it. Those spells have huge restrictions and can only be used when the empire is threatened.

Now with Prince Grelt’s death, there are only two key players fighting for the throne. Crown Prince and Princess Orlene.

Some small players have popped up, but they have yet to prove their worth. Most, if not all, will either swear allegiance to one of two key players or get killed by them.

One thing is clear, the empire wouldn’t be calm in the coming months or years unless, of course, the Crown Prince was able to wipe away every obstruction to the throne with Grade VII spells.

It does not sound farfetched as it would have sounded yesterday.

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