22 Chapter 22 (2/2)

Agi: 32

Dex: 28

Int: 13

Wil: 7

Wis: 15

Lck: 8

Skills & Spells: [Bow Mastery Lv.3], [Trap Detection Lv.1], [Alchemy Lv.2]

Alcot Clifford [Lv. 15]

HP: 165/165

Str: 34

Con: 30

Agi: 15

Dex: 19

Int: 6

Wil: 11

Wis: 8

Lck: 13

Skills & Spells: [Hammer Mastery Lv.4], [Iron Skin], [War Cry Lv.1]

Halam Shades[Lv. 18]

HP: 140/140

Str: 28

Con: 25

Agi: 28

Dex: 24

Int: 12

Wil: 11

Wis: 14

Lck: 18

Skills & Spells: [Tactics Lv.3], [Sword Mastery Lv.4], [Leaders.h.i.+p], [Evasive Strike Lv.1]

”Huh, interesting. I wonder what Leaders.h.i.+p does. Oh Alchemy! I need to make those potions I bought ingredients for, do you have any advice for me?”

All three stood with their mouths agape. This young and he could use magic! It went against every preconceived notion they had. Everyone knew mages developed later and that the ones who had an earlier start usually amounted to great mages.

Alcot came back to his senses and scoffed.

”You can use a little parlor trick, so what? Doesn't make you a mage in my books!”

Halam raised a hand for silence.

”You underestimate the value of [a.n.a.lyze]. How often would it have been helpful to know what level our opponent was or what ability they had before hand? Cultivators get no such luck and must instead judge based on the opponent's speed, strength or aura. Tell me kid, are you truly interested?”

Wilfred nodded.

”I'd like to see how it is out there you know. This would also be a good test of my abilities, see how far I've come. The money wouldn't hurt either.”

Halam replied.

”And how much would you want?”

”I believe we should split 4 ways.”

Alcot quickly interrupted.

”Hold on now! We don't even know how well he could do in combat! I'm not trusting this kid with my life.”

Fig agreed with Alcot which was a rare occurrence indeed.

”I'm sorry but we don't know anything about you.”

”That's alright. How about we do a little spar then? So you can see what I'm capable of.”

Alcot smiled ear to ear.

”Splendid idea! The guild has a room available for that.”

As the four headed towards the room, which Wilfred was told was in the back of the guild, his food arrived at the table. Wilfred looked back at the bountiful plate filled with food and licked his lips, he shouted to the woman as he walked.

”Keep it warm! I'll be back soon!”

Determination lit up Wilfred's eyes, well that and a hungry stomach.

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