83. Chapter 83 – Surprise
Chapter 83 A Surprise
Heine woke up as lunch preparations were being completed at the Gittilers’ house.
Refreshed and energized.
A young man’s body just carries the day.
Dylan had already repaired the third-floor lab and rebuilt the parsing spell formation.
Heine called the skeletons up.
He could finally measure the attributes of each member of the team.
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Guardian Temple Iris:
Skeleton strength: 1.2→1.7
Soulfire Strength: 2.1→3.2
Energy Affinity: Shadow 5-
Teacher Xia:
Skeletal Strength: 2.4→3.4
Soulfire Strength: 2.5→3.2
Energy Affinity: Shadow 3–
Heine:
Physical body strength: 1.7→2.3
Soul Strength: 2→2.6
Energy affinity: genjutsu 3-
Goat Catching:
Energy Affinity: Holy Light 5-
The two group battles in the Whispering Crypt and the Court of Emerald Leaves had given him a lot of experience.
Unfortunately, Silverwing was knocked out and stuffed in a box and taken away by the Sanctuary’s men, leaving him no time to mop up.
Mr. Xia went up a level, and Wei went up a level.
Goat didn’t level up, and Mr. Sa didn’t…anymore.
Wei Temple Iris’s upgrade was basically the same as Sa General’s in the first place, i.e., the total attributes of each increase were the same.
By all rights he should be at a level three level.
However, as a spell caster, his spiritual attribute had already broken through to the fourth level.
Thinking about it, it made sense, after all, when he was first summoned, his spiritual attributes were at the level of a level three caster.
Mr. Xia’s promotion, on the other hand, was smooth.
Steadily stepping into the fourth level mark.
As for energy affinity, it still satisfied the previous rules:
Energy affinity only depended on the total amount of energy currently contained.
The larger the total amount, the higher the affinity.
So the Catch Sheep’s holy light affinity that had absorbed the second energy storage well was as high as level five.
It was clearly pulling full.
So was Guardian Iris, who had been soaking in the Floating City’s furnace last night.
The overflowing state of all the tertiary skeletons was five levels of affinity, and it wasn’t hard to deduce that the affinity cap was skeleton level +2.
This was also the highest level they could recover while resting in the fish pond.
Unfortunately, we can’t find a way to “plug the air leaks” or “maintain dynamic balance” for the time being.
Skeletons can only be used as rechargeable batteries, and once they run out of power, they turn into warriors in seconds.
According to Heine’s observation, the soul fire of the goat was even more shining than before.
If it was only a light golden color before, it was now earthy gold.
He blamed it on the lack of precision in parsing the spell formation.
Simply put, Dylan couldn’t.
As for Heine himself, referring to his previous conclusion, the summon upgrade would allow him to upgrade gradually.
So this increase in his attributes came from the contribution of the two skeletons.
It wasn’t high, but considering that he was a normal person with a slightly better brain a month ago, this was already considered a rocketing increase.
The physical attributes in particular were bafflingly strong.
“Could it be that I really have the talent to be a warrior?”
Heine couldn’t help but wonder.
In addition, as the first skeleton to complete the three ascension to four, Mr. Xia actually didn’t awaken any new skills.
That would be outrageous.
Was it only the first upgrade that gave a skill that didn’t involve transcendent energy for nothing?
He didn’t understand.
All this about the player was currently all a mystery and would have to be figured out slowly.
Not long after lunch, another “surprise” arrived.
A carriage from Tsui Ye Court slowly arrived.
Barry Gittler had come home.
And driving the carriage was actually ……
Linumu the wood elf?
……
“How dare you come back?”
Heine made no effort to hide her hostility toward the wood elf.
Although the other party had level five, he was not weak at all.
The three skeletons went in for a dive, went up for a dive, and rubbed fireballs for fireballs.
They had already entered a state of readiness.
Linumu hurriedly said, “Don’t misunderstand, I have no malice. I’ve talked to Jiang Lu and have come here specifically to explain.”
“How do I know you’re not here to trick me a second time?”
“Wood elves don’t lie, just like trees don’t lie.”
Heine snorted, “You’re lying to children?”
Linumu, however, was serious, “It is the nature of wood elves.”
Barry suddenly opened his mouth and asked, “How old are you?”
Linumu looked at the old man and respectfully rolled up his sleeves.
There were two circles of faint lines on his skin, one deep and one light, as if they were the annual rings of a tree.
Barry: “Hmmm……1 70, 180 years old.”
Heine was shocked!
170 years old?
According to the elves’ general lifespan of 1200~1500 years, he was simply excessively young!
Jianglu is even 200 years old.
But ……
He looked at Linumu’s wrinkled face.
This dude was growing up in too much of a hurry, wasn’t he?
He looked at least 40 years old for a human!
Barry added, “But you look too young, is that due to thin blood?”
Young!
Heine was shocked again!
Hearing Barry say that, Linumu’s mute face actually floated up with a tinge of shame.
“Yes, my bloodline is very thin …… I am indeed too much like a seedling.”
“Is it because of the withering scar in the Mourning Wood Valley?”
“Yes.”
“In that case ……,” Barry looked to Heine, “then you can trust him, wood elves do not lie.”
With that said he walked towards the house.
Heine froze, and then also dropped her guard for the time being.
“Wait outside then.” He threw the three skeletons outside as well.
“You guys keep an eye on him, don’t let him run around.”
…
Standing face to face with the three skeletons, Linumu was a bit embarrassed.
He was still convinced that the skeleton was Saberia.
Because only Jungle Wind himself would be that familiar with the crypt.
So ……
Heine’s identity as a Guardian was almost verified.
The three skeletons should be former legends as well.
His gaze couldn’t help but heat up.
Catch the Goat: “Something’s not right, his eyes are a bit perverted.”
Mr. Xia: “Then I’ll go into the dive and scare him.”
Mr. Xia’s figure suddenly disappeared, and Linumu really looked aghast.
Here we go again, this is an even more skillful dive than Jiang Lu!
Wei Dian Kite was happy, “Dude you’re quite good at it, you try out diving now?”
Teacher Xia suddenly appeared, Linumu’s taut nerves instantly relaxed.
Catching Goat: “Changed changed, he’s obviously relaxed.”
Wei Diankui: “How did you see that?”
Catch the sheep: “Look at the wood elf’s braid, is similar to the ‘trigger movement’ a reaction, will tighten when stimulated, reduce the area of victimization, Mr. Xia you again into the dive to try.”
This time Wei Temple Iris also saw it clearly.
Linumu’s vine-like hair that was thicker than dirty braids appeared to tighten for a moment.
“What about another whole one to try and get him to relax?”
After doing so three times in a row, Linumu also finally realized that his opponent was having fun with him.
Even so, he had the illusion that he was being stared at by three skeletons ……
Although his mood was a bit complicated, he became more and more certain.
Heine was the Guardian without a doubt!
Who else’s undead would make such a joke?
…
Inside the house.
Dylan looked at the old man in front of him with a somewhat nervous expression, as if he would blow over in a gust of wind, and was speechless for a moment.
Heine wanted to tease a few words, but accidentally glanced at the other party with red eyes.
Noticing that he was peeking, Dylan turned his head and walked straight to the study.
It wasn’t long before he came out clutching a thick roll of blankets.
It was a magic blanket that Heine had seen once in Principal Garey’s office.
But that was obviously a replica, and this one in front of him was the original.
The blanket was spread out, almost covering half of the living room.
A huge tree was embroidered on it.
It was the genealogical tree of the Gitler family.
It was heavily laden with branches and densely carved with names.
If you touch a name with your hand and slightly rub the fine velvet on it, a face will emerge.
Dylan reached out with a trembling hand and touched the name on the bottom trunk.
Barry Gittler.
A spirited young face appeared on the thick trunk, resembling Barry at the moment.
At the sight of this image, Barry seemed to freeze as well.
He reached his hand up to the top of his name, which was a tree trunk with its branches cut off.
It meant an early death or no descendant.
Obi Gitil.
A baby face slowly emerged, he looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, just the right amount of sunshine.
If I had to say where he and Heine were alike, it was mostly that both smiled with the same affinity.
“This is my little son, just as cute as you.”
Barry murmured.
He was speaking to Heine.
“Unfortunately, he got sick and died …… At that time, only the priests of Eternal Dawn could cure him, but I didn’t do that.
“Perhaps it was out of hatred, hatred for the people of gold, I can’t remember.”
Heine remembered Barry’s anger.
Along with the emotion was stripped away part of his memory of when he was dominated by anger.
Often the more extreme the emotion the more completely it was stripped away.
Heine hadn’t had time to go through it in detail, but vaguely remembered the chagrin that accompanied it.
Anger led to paranoia and subsequent bad choices.
Perhaps that was included.
With that in mind, he fished out the vial and handed it to the other man.
“Back to you.”
Barry looked at it and shook his head.
“I don’t need it anymore, and since you can use it well, keep it.”
He looked at Dylan again.
“You’re a descendant of Lloyd?”
Dylan nodded.
Lloyd was Barry’s oldest son.
“No wonder he was born with the same stinky face as him.” Barry muttered.
“He’s had that face since he was seven years old, and he doesn’t smile and the maids don’t dare, and when he does he can make them cry.”
Dylan tugged at the corner of his mouth, his face expressionless.
Barry: “Right, that’s it, it’s almost like him.”
Dylan is speechless.
(End of chapter)