EoM
Riko and Lyrica arrived at Nela's room soon after following the young knight's younger brothers on the way inside the house. There, they meet Esmeralda and Mila taking care of the bedridden Nela.
"Riko, Lyrica, finally!"
Lyrica watches the young knight rush over to Nela. The girl who felt the presence of his older brother opens her eyes a little.
"Kuya Riko?"
"Nela, drink this."
The young knight takes off the lid of the bottle. Right then, the observers watch as the older brother helped his sibling drink the honey.
Gulp... Gulp...
Nela chugged down the whole bottle. They waited and waited until they see her face beginning to brighten up.
"...!"
The girl opens her eyes widely.
"I feel better!" She uttered energetically. "I'm healed!"
An exhale of relief escaped Lyrica and the other's lips as they watch the girl get out of bed and hold hands with Robert, Nilo, and Rona to dance around cheerfully for her recovery.
"I'm glad it worked." Esmeralda goes over to Riko and Lyrica and held each of their hands. "Thank you."
In response to the old lady's sweet expression of gratitude, the young knight also held Esmeralda's hand tight.
"It's all right, lola." He said towards the old lady. "But if there's anyone who we need to thank here the most, then it has to be her."
Mila, Esmeralda, and Riko all looked at Lyrica with sincere eyes. Lyrica looked away, trying to hide her face from everyone to see.
"You don't have to look at me so sincerely..."
"Ate Lyrica."
The warm touch of Nela's hand as she wraps her fingers around the girl's other hand distracted Lyrica from the young knight and the old lady's gazes.
Nela looks into the girl's charcoal eyes with the warmest smile Lyrica has ever seen. "Thank you," said Nela as her smile widens.
'Looking back, I always see you as a mature, strict, but also a kindhearted sister who will do anything for her family.' Lyrica uttered to herself as she gently caress the top of Nela's head. 'But looking at you now, you look just like Rona. A frail, innocent, sweet girl who still needs care and protection. It's the real you.'
It was only for a moment.
"You can still take care of your brothers and sisters, but don't push yourself too much ever again, okay?"
"Yes, I won't."
The moment their conversation ended, the girl went back to square one. It almost looks like they're doing it as a force of habit.
"Rona, Robert, Nilo, let's play sungka!"
"Game!"
"I won't lose this time!"
"Let's go!"
However, although it was only for a brief moment, Lyrica was able to read Nela. Other than the high commander, Gilberto, Nela was the only one in Takkot to have finally shown her genuine self in front of Lyrica.
"Now then, I'm gonna go borrow your bathroom and take a shower, lola Esmeralda, Riko." Said Lyrica, urging Mila, the young knight, and the old lady to look at her from the head down to her shoes. They can smell the stench of the Wither Bees' bodily liquids, they just didn't realize where it was coming from until now because they were too occupied then.
"Ah, you're clothes are all torn apart," Mila commented as her eyes continuously pan around Lyrica and her torn clothing. "But I can fix it in a snap. Only if you want though."
"You can do that?"
Mila went to grab one of the unused washcloths. Right before Lyrica's very eyes, the washcloth splits into countless pieces of long and white strands of fabric as they all float around Mila's hand.
"What?"
Baffled, Lyrica watches the string come together on the tip of Mila's index finger, forming what seems like a ball of yarn.
While continuously looking into the bewildered Lyrica's face, Mila tells the girl in a rather confident manner: "I can."
Seeing that there is no reason for her to decline, Lyrica gratefully accepted Mila's offer.
Lyrica went to the bathroom, leaving her torn and dirty clothes in Esmeralda and Mila's care.
The girl enters the shower area, and immediately, red lines are scattered across the concrete floor. Right then, a rain cloud starts forming on top of Lyrica's head. The rain started pouring on the girl shortly after, enveloping her body into a refreshing touch of cold water, effectively removing the awful stench of the Wither Bees' bodily fluids off her.
"Nothing beats a cold shower after all that monster killing." Remarked Lyrica as she relaxes her body, standing underneath the rain cloud. "While I'm at it, I should figure out what to do with my current Stat Points."
As the words escaped her lips, her character window appeared before her eyes.
Listener: Lyrica Ley Rael
Lv. 27
HP: 100%
MP: 74
dB Limit: 64
[Statistics]
Strength: 30
Durability: 10
Agility: 30
Stamina: 20
Senses: 10
Available Stat Points: 46
[Playlist]
Playable Music:
- Jazz Harmony (Lv. Max)
- Heavy Metal (Lv. 2)
- Heavy Metal: Iron Maiden (Lv. 2)
- Fierock (Lv. 2)
- Hip Hop (Lv. 2)
Background Music:
- Elements of Music (Lv. 2)
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> Acquired EXP: 7,342
> Required EXP: 24,150
"Let's see..."
Thanks to the Wither Bees and the EXP Multiplier, Lyrica's level jumped to Lv. 27, a great increase. On top of that, she also finished her Body Proportioning daily quest on their way back to Takkot, adding a thousand EXP and one Stat Point to her current statistics points. As a result, she has a total of 46 Stat Points.
"I can put all forty stat points into STR and hope I can end things with just one hit." She uttered as she continue her assessment. "But considering I don't know that much about him, and the fact that he shares the years of experience in knighthood or probably more than the older ones like Magdalo, there's no way it'll go that easily."
Disregarding her idea to aim for a one-hit blow...
"System, add 25 Stat Points to Durability, 10 Stat Points each on Strength and Agility, and one point in Stamina."
She instead distributed her Stat Points in a way that will increase her survivability in a prolonged battle.
[Stat Points (25) Has Been Added In Durability]
[Stat Points (10) Has Been Added In Strength and Agility]
[Stat Points (1) Has Been Added In Stamina]
"Now that's settled..." Lyrica's eyes went from the Statistics window, down to the Playlist. Right at that moment, she locked her serious gaze on her first Background Music or passive skill—Elements of Music.
[Music Info: Elements of Music]
Elements of Music gives the Listener the affinity for certain elements, which allows the Listener to utilize them at will. Once Elements of Music reaches max level, certain Music that corresponds to the elements will be playable.
Elements:
> Light
> Fire
"Light and fire... Wait, does this mean I can use fire and light magic as a normal elemental magic user do?" Lyrica looked curiously at the palm of her hands and thought, 'There's only one way to find out.'
Lyrica walks out of the shower area. And as she finds herself standing in the middle of the bathroom, Lyrica proceeds to stretch her left arm forward.
"... I did this, but now what?"
Lyrica doesn't have a single clue on how to call forth her elemental powers, and the music info of EoM doesn't give instructions on how to do it either. But then, she remembered the time when Marlo exhibits his magic power in front of Lyrica the first time she and the knight met from eye to eye.
"That Marlo simply raised his hand up and then suddenly, dirt comes flying and forms a ball at the tip of his index finger. It's the same thing that girl did with the fabric. They all did it as if it's a normal thing for them to do..."
For a brief moment, Lyrica turned silent, contemplating.
"Normal thing, huh..."
They live in a world where using magic is a part of its reality. That being said, it's no surprise that Alteria's people can do it in a breeze.
"Maybe that's it," she stated. "Maybe I don't need to think too much about it?"
Lyrica took an upright posture. She closed her eyes afterward, discarding her thoughts on how to use her elemental magic, and instead, she simply pictures how her magic is going to take shape, as well as what element she's calling forth.
Lyrica felt her mana traveling from within her, to her left arm, until it reaches her fingertips. It's a similar feeling to when she used Heavy Metal and Hip Hop, the only difference is that she can feel her mana coursing throughout her entire body while Heavy Metal and Hip Hop is in play.
The girl pictures herself creating a ball of fire with her left hand. And before she realized it, wisps of flames materialized and merged one by one, creating a ball of fire.
She opens her eyes as soon as she felt the heat in the palm of her left hand.
A proud smug appears on Lyrica's face.
"So it's that simple, huh."