Chapter 12 (1/2)

Chapter 12: Rescuing the Legendary Assassin (2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The MI3’s outpost was located within the old city quarters, a considerable distance from the marketplace.

Ardivan led the way, followed closely by Link.

“Are your injuries alright?”

Link noticed the pallor in Ardivan’s face. His footsteps were light, as if he were walking on clouds. His breath grew labored at the slightest increase in speed; his condition resembled that of a frail Magician.

“Heh heh. Don’t worry, Your Honor. I can bear injuries twice as heavy as this,” Ardivan laughed weakly, trying to put Link at ease.

As a professional Assassin, he had undergone harsh endurance training. The injuries he had were nothing. Still, he wasn’t in a good condition due to his excessive blood loss.

Link scrutinized Ardivan closely. Ardivan’s information appeared within his mind.

Ardivan (MI3)

Level-2 Elite Assassin

Battle Skills: Speed Burst, Dancing Daggers

Current condition: Weak and bleeding.

Weak and bleeding, his power was currently less than 50% of his maximum, and his stamina was less than 30%. His energy could run out, leaving him to die a sudden death at any second!

Ardivan’s face was covered with sweat. Link was deeply moved by the human Assassin’s determination to battle despite his condition. Back on earth, the World of Firuman had just been a game to him. He had looked on coldly to the tragedies of the world—the lives there had been no more than mere NPCs to him.

But now, being a part of this world, Link realized that he was dealing with people—real people, actual flesh and blood just like the Ardivan before him. Ardivan could have just run away, but instead, he was risking everything he had to save Gladstone.

Thinking about it, Link decided to spend 10 Omni Points on an Elemental Healing Spell.

Elemental Healing

Level-1 Spell

Effect: Brings the elements within the target’s body to equilibrium in order to relieve symptoms and replenish the body’s shortages. The stronger the target’s body, the stronger the effect of this healing spell.

Elemental Healing wasn’t true healing magic, but it could relieve the symptoms of many diseases by bringing the target body’s elements into equilibrium. It was quite suitable for Ardivan’s condition—excessive blood loss and severe dehydration.

Ardivan was a powerful Assassin and the key to saving Annie Abel. He could not fall. Spending 10 Omni Points on him was worth it. In addition, Link would meet even more Assassins, and they too could be injured. This supplementary spell would help raise their overall combat abilities.

The familiar haze came over Link. A moment later, Link had learned the spell of Elemental Healing.

“Ardivan, I know a supplementary healing spell. Perhaps it will work for you,” Link informed him to avoid any misunderstandings.

Ardivan was elated. “Your Honor. Please use it on me!”

The human Assassin understood his condition quite clearly. He was at the end of his rope, about to pass out and die at any moment. It didn’t really matter to him if he died, but it would be terrible if it affected the overall situation.

Link lifted his wand and pointed it at Ardivan’s chest. A clear, transparent beam of light appeared. The light, swarming with mysterious runes, enveloped Ardivan’s torso.

After about one second, elemental properties gathered around them. The most abundant was water, then fire. The rest of the elements—wood, earth, and metal—were also present. They adjusted themselves according to the condition of Ardivan’s body.

The whole process took about three seconds.

Afterwards, the light went out. The elements that had been lured there by Mana, blended into a milky-white fog. The cloud of smoke they formed didn’t just consist of elements, but also contained nutrients processed by magic.

Under the guidance of Mana, the fog seeped into Ardivan’s body silently. They replenished the elemental losses he had sustained due to the excessive blood loss.

In other words, the supplemental healing spell was just giving Ardivan all of his much-needed components. Ardivan absorbed all of it, saving much of his energy by skipping the physiological processes of digestion.

As an Elite Assassin, Ardivan had quite a strong body. He was weak not because of disease, but because his body had suffered substantial losses.

After the spell, Ardivan felt as if his pores had opened, allowing something to enter his body. Then, he found that he no longer felt thirsty. The rapid heartbeat brought on by his blood loss slowed. His quickened, shallow breaths grew long and deep, then resumed normalcy. He felt tremendous energy within himself.

The renewed strength was thanks to the nutrients, converted from the floating elements earlier. His body had now been replenished of its essential materials.

“Incredible! I feel so much better.” Ardivan was thrilled. He moved his arm. Even his wounds weren’t as painful as before.

Link smiled faintly. “Give it some time and you’ll feel even better. Let’s set out now. Move a bit more slowly. Let your body adapt to the changes.”

Ardivan’s body would convert the nutrients into the building blocks his body needed. It was an innate ability of the body to save itself. Ardivan’s wounds would probably be fine after a while as a result.

Coming from a character class which emphasized physical combat, Ardivan knew his body very well. He could feel the changes within it and knew that Link’s words rang true. He slowed his pace and adjusted his breathing. They then continued on to the old city quarters at a less hurried pace.

Less than half an hour later, the two of them stood at the entrance to the old city quarters.

This part of the city had been the cradle of Gladstone. It held many ancient buildings, most of which were more than a century old. Many of Gladstone City’s important governmental departments were also located here, including the MI3’s outpost.

Because of that, there were just as many, if not more, Dark Elf Assassins within the area.

The large number of important governmental divisions in the area meant that few ordinary citizens lived here. Link and Ardivan would be easy to spot and thus, targeted by the Dark Elves.

Link now had 30 Omni Points. His Mana had recovered by more than 10 points, replenishing the Mana he had spent earlier. He now had a total of 30 Mana Points.

They would face frequent battles around the area. Fearing that he might not have enough Mana, Link spent another 5 Omni Points on Maximum Mana Points.

His Maximum Mana became 141 Points, with 80 Mana Points and counting.

Link did know the benefits of using Mana Speed Recovery, but the circumstances were too complicated. If he had used his Omni Points on Mana Speed Recovery from the beginning, he probably would have just died at the Magic Academy.

When this is settled, I will have to spend some Omni Points on Mana Speed Recovery. But my Maximum Mana needs to keep up too. Link thought to himself. A Level-1 Spell uses 6 Mana Points. A Level-2 Spell uses 30 Mana Points. A Level-3 Spell uses 120 Mana Points while a Level-4 Spell uses 300 Mana Points. If my Maximum Mana is too low, I won’t be able to use high-level spells. That would be unfortunate.

He had to use his Omni Points on the best possible combination of Maximum Mana Points and Mana Speed Recovery.