Surprised"incredible this is the same as if I possess a high class appraisal ability which I've heard of", how convenient said Osric.
status information
> Name: Osric veynar
Title: Noble spirit
Race: Human
Talent: none
Class: none
Cultivation rank: none
Mana: 3
stamina: 2
Agility:2
strength:3
Skills:
None
None
None
"Hahaha..huh?the hell I expected this but seeing my stats like this is still disheartening", said Osric looking disappointed
"Aurion speaks,I would get started if I were you, you have to try awaken in 6 months at least "
That feels like years considering my life is in grave danger, Osric responded as he went to the near small pond and sitting in a lotus position,he begins breath work under Aurion's guide an hour passes as he learns to circulate mana directly in one spot in the brain while trying to vividly visualise his talent of being of being a High mage,two hours passes nothing changes in cave except Osric's intense cultivation.
Deep Under the Dark forest buried deep underground The Nation of Asdrasth ancient city that sheltered remnants of Elves and dwarves who survived a slaughter three thousand years ago.
Now the nation grew stronger away from the eyes of men,underneath the dark forest they found treasures,metals and purple stones named Explosive ethereal stones for the Elves ,With these fortunate resources they survived and became stronger than ever this is great nation that flourished under the dark forest thanks to demonic beasts and mutant monsters which spawn endless kept men away.
This was an ideal location to strive unseen by the elves and dwarves,the capital of this small national is not far from the cave our main character has hidden himself while isolated waiting for his opportunity to rise, the world goes on.
Asdrath Capital•High Palace
In the grand hall of the Asdrath palace, a sense of urgency filled the air. The leader of Asdrath, Caelthyrion Elowen, sat at the head of the table, with his ministers on the right and military chiefs on the left. At the opposite end of the table, the Cardinal Chief.watched the proceedings with an air of calm authority,figures clad in dark crimson robes.Grimgold Kragna his thick brown hair braided and his black beard clipped with iron clasps.
The dwarf Chief of the Eastern Militants, slammed his massive fist on the table. His black beard bristled with indignation as he growled, "This is the third time we're called this week, Prime Minister. What's the urgency now?" A giant hammer, carved with dwarven runes, rested against his chair, a symbol of strong attributes.
The Cardinal Chief's eyes narrowed. "Settle down, Grimgold. Show some respect to the Prime Minister."
The Prime Minister, an elf with piercing blue eyes and shoulder length blonde hair, leaned forward. His hands rested on the table as he spoke. "I understand you're all busy, but I've called this emergency meeting to discuss a matter of grave importance. Our intelligence has gathered alarming information.A drastic change is about to occur in the surface world, and we might be drawn into it."
The room filled with shocked whispers. Defence Minister Thorgrim Stonebeard, a grizzled dwarf with a bushy grey beard and spectacles perched on the end of his nose, spoke up anxiously. "Prime Minister, you can't be serious! It's not time to reveal ourselves to the world. We must think about the consequences."
The Prime Minister Caelthyrion Elowen raised his hands, and the room gradually fell silent. "I'm afraid we don't have much of a choice. However, the chances of being discovered are... Quite low if we exercise great caution. I've already discussed this with the Cardinal Chief, and we have an effective strategy in place."
As the Prime Minister explained the situation, the room grew more agitated. "Our intelligence reveals that the Kingdom of Valdyrion and the United Government of Astoria will soon announce a temporary ceasefire. "As you know," Caelthyrion continued, his voice cold and steady, "Valdyrion has long sought to colonize the western continent. Meanwhile, Astoria postures as the so called shield of justice, opposing them.
But this ceasefire is no sign of peace, it is convenience. The reason is simple: The United government of Astoria has discovered the existence of explosive ethereal stones in the southern continent."The ministers and chiefs exchanged worried glances.
Minister Elwynn whisper, the blonde haired elf in charge of Archana and Magic, looked pale. "What?! I thought the Dark Forest was the only place with explosive ethereal stones. This is catastrophic,We cannot let the surface world get their hands on explosive ethereal stones. If they do, they'll soon catch up to our technology, and all our efforts will be in vain."
The Cardinal Chief leaned forward, "Calm yourselves. The situation is intense, but we might be able to use it to our advantage. Even if they acquire ethereal stones, it'll take them a few years to utilize it effectively."He paused, collecting his thoughts. "We might use this to our advantage by leaking information about the ethereal stones to the Kingdom of Valdyrion and the Southern Tribe Alliance.
This could lead to an all out war between the 3 continents as they race to monopolise it , though it's not guaranteed. The probability of alliances being formed is high. We might need to secretly aid the Southern Tribe Alliance if we choose not to leak the information, the is also a possibility that they may destroy the ethereal stones since they always try to avoid conflict but we can't count on that."The room fell silent, the weight of the situation settling heavily on the gathered leaders.
Faces were painted with concern, and minds were racing with thoughts of the near future.Meanwhile In an underground cave miles away from the city of Asdrath..
A week had passed since Osric Veynar fell deep into the cave and began cultivating his mana in an attempt to awaken his talent and while training his brother swordsmanship as an alternative. He was replenishing his energy with elven delicacies brought to him daily by his new companion, Eira, a beautiful elf from Asdrath who mistook Osric for Aurion.
The eighth day, Osric laid on a pallet with a rolled-up thick blanket that had a sweet scent, brought by Eira. He stared at the cave ceiling, reminiscing about his deadly escape from the duke.
Osric was interrupted by Aurion. "Human child, stop tormenting yourself with those thoughts. It's time to resume training."Osric sighed. "Well, that's comforting, Aurion." Aurion spoke with concern, "Your momentum has decreased.
Don't tell me you've lost your will to live." Osric replied, "Of course not. I guess I'm just impatient for results." Aurion encouraged him, "your stats will not improve or change much.
All you have to do is put in effort and keep your momentum for just a few months and you will awaken then you see change all you need to is invest. In the meantime, practicing swordsmanship will give you a head start once you awaken."
Osric replied, "You're right. I shouldn't be shaken. But my swordsmanship is not that great. If I had paid enough attention to my elder brother when he trained, but I was swept away by magic at the time. Let me cultivate before Eira shows up."Osric rose from his futon and stretched his body, making his way to the small pond where he cultivated his mana.
He took a lotus position, performing breath work as usual. Suddenly, a golden glowing light shone through his mouth and eyes. His body started floating in the air, and a strange blue glowing energy that mixed with his aura covered his levitating body. Vibrations ran through him, and the confused Osric shouted, but no sound came from him.
"No, it can't be! It's only been 7 days. How is that possible?" Aurion's voice rambled in Osric's mind. "Aurion, Aurion!" yelled Osric, who was trying to comprehend his situation.Osric's body started floating the light around him glowing brighter then suddenly Osric's body fell, crashing against the dirt as the glowing light faded.
"You have some explaining to do, Aurion, What just happened to me?" Osric demanded, breathing heavily.Aurion responded, "It would be best if I showed you rather than explaining with words." Clin..Clin..The status window appeared visible before his eyes as he stood on his feet, brushing the dust off his clothes. Osric's jaw was hanging, and his eyes opened wide as he glared at the status window, which showed something different from what it was.
Status Information:
> Name: Osric Veynar
Title: Noble Spirit
Race: Human
Talent: Wielder
Class: None
Cultivation rank: none
Mana: 5
Stamina: 3
Agility: 3
Strength: 4
Skills:
Unknown Sword technique
None
None
"No way! I awakened, but what the f*uck is wielder? And didn't you say I would take more than 6 months to awaken?" Osric asked with a confused face and mixed emotions."I'm surprised as you are. I've never heard of this. I guess it must be because of me," Aurion responded.
"Ugh... I don't know if this is a good thing anymore. Now I'm stuck with a shitty talent I've never heard of. What does it even mean?" Aurion replied, "It means exactly what it's written: wielder. You fool, this is even better than what you wanted. Being a wielder means you can learn and wield any weapon and skill. You should rejoice instead of throwing curses."