Chapter 157: Already Invincible

Chapter 157 -153: Already Invincible

Mirana left the Silver Moon Corridor shortly after.

Freya’s appearance was just a minor interlude, but an expected one.

After all, for a great family like the Delarocas, letting Furen stay away from home for over a month was already quite merciful.

So it was only a matter of time before he was taken back.

Of course, Furen certainly wouldn’t be willing. He might even get into a conflict with Freya over it.

But considering the look of fear on Furen’s face whenever he mentioned her, Mirana figured he probably wouldn’t be able to resist successfully.

Besides, Freya had brought two Professionals with her.

‘If he doesn’t agree, they’ll probably just knock him out and drag him away.’

Mirana shook her head, walking out of the alley and onto the main street.

This was Heitai Town’s main north-south street. There were many taverns and restaurants by the roadside that hadn’t closed yet, so it was a bit brighter here than in the alley.

As she walked aimlessly and silently, she suddenly saw a dark lump on the side of the road ahead.

Only when she got closer did she realize it was a drunkard who had passed out.

He was a man of about forty, with a purplish-red nose and dried white foam crusted at the corners of his mouth. His body twitched occasionally with each snore.

His coarse linen shirt was so stained with liquor that its original color was unrecognizable. The leather belt around his waist was askew, and his pant legs were splattered with mud and vomit. He was the very picture of slovenliness.

But even so, his right hand was still tightly clutching an empty wine bottle, a stark contrast to the worn-out One-handed Sword lying not far away.

He was clearly a worthless, chronic alcoholic.

This kind of person was not uncommon in Heitai Town.

They were usually Adventurers from out of town whose wills had been eroded by alcohol for various reasons… to regulate their emotions, relieve stress, boost their courage, and so on.

In any case, they could always find a reason.

And from there, they would fall into depravity, a bottle never far from their hand.

When they ran out of money, they would take on some commissions, or resort to theft, fraud, or even robbery.

In the end, they would either die in the forest, or have their hands chopped off and tongues cut out by the town guard, becoming beggars who would silently freeze to death on the street on some winter night.

While not a certainty, the vast majority of them met such an end.

In short, they were depraved individuals courting their own destruction.

It was said that in some regions, such people would even be sentenced directly to hanging.

In the Northern River Valley, while alcoholism wasn’t a crime, people’s attitudes toward drunkards were definitely not “friendly.”

Because of this, many drunkards who slept on the roadside for a night would often wake up the next day feeling sore all over.

It was from being kicked by passersby.

And this type of person, it seemed, was also the best “candidate for sacrifice.”

Because no one cared about them, and they had no hope.

…

The cold moonlight shone on Mirana. She stood silently beside the man, clutching the four-sided die in her hand.

The die still emitted a faint purple glow. Outside the deerskin Sword Scabbard on her back, the black hilt of her Sword almost blended into the night, making it difficult to spot.

Without a doubt, this [Judge’s Longsword] was the preparation Mirana had made in advance for this moment.

She just hadn’t expected to put it to use so soon.

[IV: The Life of an Innocent]

This was the first time she had rolled this option.

Perhaps that was why she had said what she did to Freya when leaving the inn just now.

Mirana knew full well she shouldn’t meddle in others’ business.

She was also aware that Freya would never consider her opinion.

Yet, she had said it anyway.

Ultimately, she probably just hoped Furen wouldn’t end up like her, unable to even control his own destiny.

…

…

“Ahhh, that feels amazing!”

“It feels as good as being body-slammed by Pikachu and then doing a kip-up to ride on its head and fight Godzilla!”

“Wooohooo!”

Dome Pillar, second floor of the general store.

Sitting cross-legged in the center of the empty room, Lu Wei had an excited expression, constantly letting out all sorts of strange, unintelligible cries.

He looked as if he’d been possessed by something unclean.

Strictly speaking, he had indeed been possessed.

However, it wasn’t by something unclean, but by the “Magic Goddess.”

That’s right. Just a moment ago, Lu Wei had drunk the [Divine Blessing].

Although protagonists in novels always have their breakthroughs at critical moments, he had always thought that kind of behavior was very unreasonable.

Saving it won’t make it have babies!

So why not use it!

If Mirana had used her bottle earlier, Kairos wouldn’t have lost his leg!

The sooner you use it, the sooner you enjoy it!

[Skills: Stealth Lv1 (31/50), Light-guided Arrow Lv1 (37/100), Magic Pool (-/-)]

[Magic Pool: Divine Gifted Skill, Passive, Ringless, Levelless]

[Forms an invisible “Magic Pool” inside the body. Magic Power can be infused and stored within it. The storage limit is always three times the user’s current maximum Magic Power, and it can be used directly for Casting.]

[Current Stored Magic Power: 0/93]

“This is too strong. The two words ‘Divine Gifted’ alone must be worth 100 Gold Coins.”

“To put it modestly, I’m invincible now.”

Looking at the information on his panel, Lu Wei bobbed his head smugly.

The process of absorbing the [Divine Blessing] was not “excruciatingly painful” as he had imagined, but was instead incredibly pleasant.

And the [Magic Pool] also came with a small, extra surprise—

He now finally knew his own maximum Magic Power.

Clearly, it was 31 points.

And his current panel Intelligence was 15 points.

Calculating based on this ratio, and adding the Magic Pool, his maximum available Magic Power was already equivalent to a Great Mage with 60 points of Intelligence!

‘Hmm… 60 points of Intelligence should count as a Great Mage, right?’

‘Whatever, I’ve become a Magic Machine Gun anyway!’

‘I won’t have to be so stingy when using [Force Field] from now on!’

‘Oh, right, there’s one more thing…’

Amidst his excitement, Lu Wei suddenly remembered about the “Blessed Mark.”

Then he immediately stood up and, without another word, started taking off his clothes.

First the outer coat, then the Leather Armor, then the shirt.

“Captain, we’ve finished collecting the loot…”

Suddenly, just as Lu Wei unbuttoned the last button of his shirt and was about to become a half-naked man, Bai Ya’s voice drifted over, accompanied by the TATATATA of footsteps coming up the stairs.

“Uh…”

Lu Wei froze, the situation instantly turning awkward.

Obviously, it was too late to put his clothes back on now.

He was just about to open his mouth to stop Bai Ya, but in the next second, her head had already popped up from the top of the stairs.

And then…

…

Her eyes instantly went wide. Bai Ya stared at him, dumbfounded and completely stunned.

But seeing as things had come to this, Lu Wei was no longer embarrassed. He calmly buttoned his shirt back up, one by one, and said composedly:

“Next time something like this happens, remember to knock first.”

“B-but it’s a staircase…”

Bai Ya still hadn’t snapped out of it, muttering blankly, “There’s no door…”

“Oh, then forget it. It’s not a big deal anyway.”

Lu Wei waved his hand. “What were you saying just now?”

“I… I said we’ve finished collecting the loot…”

Bai Ya seemed to have finally come to her senses a little. Her cheeks reddened at a visible rate, and she frantically averted her gaze.

She looked down, fiddling with her fingers, appearing extremely embarrassed.

After a long moment, she finally stammered out a question:

“C-Captain, what’s wrong? Are you hurt?”

“Oh, no.”

Lu Wei shook his head calmly. “I just used the Divine Blessing and wanted to see what the Blessed Mark looks like.”

“Oh, so that’s what it was.”

Bai Ya lifted her head slightly, a little curious. “So, what does it look like?”

Lu Wei pursed his lips. “Haven’t looked yet. You showed up just as I was about to.”

“Sorry, I didn’t know.”

Bai Ya mumbled softly, then bit her lip, a little shy, yet also a little expectant.

“Then… can I take a look, too?”

…

‘Huh?’

Lu Wei paused, staring suspiciously at her neck.

‘I mean, I can understand you being curious.’

‘But what’s with the gulping??’