Saving Throw

Hours of planning and movement around the Camp. Queen Mira was smiling as she looked at me as I was getting ready. "You are crazy if this works. You know there is probably an A ranker over there. You will be getting the drop on them if you attack like this," Queen Mira said as I meditated in the short amount of time that I had left.

"That is for Elder Lily to worry about. My job is to plan and join in the fighting as a symbol." I replied, my mind more focused on gathering mana into my vortexes. "It is up to Elder Lily if there is an A ranker with them. We will catch and kill as many as we can to move deeper into the Empire. I do not want to see my loved ones die, so I must beat them under my feet." I told her.

"That is not what a meant." Queen Mira said, her voice a little annoyed, "A surprised powerhouse is a dangerous Powerhouse. They might attack your people instead of Elder Lily," Queen Mira said.

"Again, That is for Elder Lily to decide," I said, my voice hard, "I am weak and trying my best. I need to gain experience and attack. I must move forward and get stronger. I have proven too weak repeatedly, and to reach A rank, I must move forward. Backing off because of might is not allowed. I need to practice and kill. But you are right; I need to do all I can to survive if that happens." I said, my eyes opening.

Now was the time, and I looked at Queen Mira. Her sexy body was now shorter than me, five feet tall, with breasts that were perfectly proportional to her body at C cups. Her black dress was modest by her standards, flowing past her knees with a slit to show off her thigh as she lounged on the bed I wouldn't be using tonight.

I looked at her and stood up, "I need a moment before everything starts to focus," I told her, and Queen Mira tilted her head, watching me. I turned, walked out of my tent, and saw people gearing up for the battle. The camp would continue to be built, and a defensive perimeter was being set up in case of the worst. Everything was being done quietly, and I walked out as the sun was slowly dipping into the horizon. My mind was focused on something that I had not checked in a while since just before the war, and I needed to do so now.

Walking to the front of the camp toward the enemy. Beast-kin all around me were saluting me with respect as I walked slowly and nodded here and there as the Supreme Commander of our Forces. The War Chief was technically their leader, but I had the same authority which she did not have over my people. I knew this was a unique position that would not last once the war was over. Either the War Chief position would forever disappear, or my position would.

That was for later, though, as I walked to the edge of the digging Bunny-kin acting as a logistics company with my part of the army. They were entrenching a barricade to help defend the camp in case we had to retreat. It was simple work but vital in case we lost the battle. We couldn't bring our entire force forward under stealth, but we could bring a large amount of the strongest people.

It was a gamble, and I was ready to throw the dice.

Standing by myself, waving off a couple of people who wanted to talk, I took a deep breath. Dusk would soon complete, and Darkness would settle in. My Elite army was out there killing and capturing scouts, ensuring they would not find our camp and, hopefully, in the next hour, would only grow suspicious at most of what was out there.

Under my breath, I finally called up the System that I had not been using.

Status

Name: Chelsea

Age: 24-years-old

Titles: Heir to the High Silver Tower, Magical Genius, Research Maniac, Survivalist. Diplomat, Alchemist, Supreme Commander, The Just.

Race: Beastkin - High Magical Silver Bunny-kin

Level: 4

XP: 562871/1000000

System points: 389500

Mana: 30000/30000

Strength: 61

Agility: 69

Reflex: 72

Vitality: 104

Toughness: 94

Regeneration: 17

Charisma: 84

Ingenuity: 55

Intelligence: 119

Wisdom: 177

Luck: 30

Points to Spend: 0

Shop - Items available;

Inventory - 0 slots Available;

Lottery - Available;

It seemed that the last battle leveled me up, and I hated the system. It was inconsistent and gave various levels of experience. It was like the gods that put me in this world and created this system, putting in something where they could decide the amount of experience I got for things. One thing was for sure, though: unless I got a kill or kills, I would not get experience. It had to be people who could think that monsters did not count. That meant it rewarded killing people over other things. The last thing was that it would not reward killing in executions or something like that. It was catered to if I actually experienced tribulation or problems in the fight.

I was annoyed that to do what I wanted here, I would have to go back to chance. There is a chance of getting nothing for the year I have built up my system points. It has been years now since I have last used it fruitfully. I still find myself studying that book of Rifts from time to time as it spoke a lot about the void. It was difficult and convoluted but provided theories that I still had trouble grasping because of how subjective they were.

My mother was right all those years ago, but I still did not want to depend on this system. But I needed to survive in order to not depend on it. I set a starting cost on the lottery this time and I winced as I decided on ten thousand points to start.

Congrats, you have received Nothing better luck next time.

Congrats, You have received + 1 Luck Stat.

Congrats, you have received Nothing better luck next time.

Congrats, you have received a black silk Kimono.

Congrats, you have received Nothing better luck next time.

Congrats, you have received A Saving throw die.

I stopped as I reached my tenth roll, and I looked at the last thing I received. A Saving throw die. I pulled up the interface and I grinned as I looked at the description.

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A Saving throw die.

Description: The God of Luck once created a die for mortals. Roll an odd number, and you will be saved. Roll an Even number and you will be punished. Roll a six and you will be punished and not saved. The God of Luck smiles in earnest to see if you will die. This die will automatically roll if you are guaranteed to die within a second.

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I looked at it and my smile died as I thought about it. What was the punishment? Would it still save me if I didn't roll a six? So many questions and I sighed. Still, it was what I was out here for and my luck must be good if I got what I was out here for.

Still.

Status

Name: Chelsea

Age: 24-years-old

Titles: Heir to the High Silver Tower, Magical Genius, Research Maniac, Survivalist. Diplomat, Alchemist, Supreme Commander, The Just.

Race: Beastkin - High Magical Silver Bunny-kin

Level: 4

XP: 562871/1000000

System points: 379500

Mana: 30000/30000

Strength: 61

Agility: 69

Reflex: 72

Vitality: 104

Toughness: 94

Regeneration: 17

Charisma: 84

Ingenuity: 55

Intelligence: 119

Wisdom: 177

Luck: 31

Points to Spend: 0

Shop - Items available;

Inventory - 0 slots Available;

Lottery - Available;

I looked at my almost frozen stats that barely ever moved up which did much better at C rank and below for increasing, and wondered if these were just numbers meant to fuck with the mind. I didn't ever feel wiser with those numbers or more intelligent than it said I was. I knew I was harder to kill but I never felt luckier either. But I did get what I needed from the system without needing the shop.

I frowned harder and turned back, heading toward the attack group. The sun was coming down and everyone would meet up and get ready for the battle ahead. I needed to focus my mind on that and not this system that I had yet to learn if it was even helpful or not.

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