Booked Accommodation.
Earlier :
Loutiel smirks as he observes the sheer chaos caused by Michael's actions. He was sitting cross-legged in his home while utilising a Wind-based scrying spell to keep an eye on the boy. His eyes were closed, by he had an eagle-eye view of the street where Anais had just been turned to ash.
If someone from Earth were to see from his point of view, they'd think it was incredibly similar to what one would see when operating a portable electronic drone.
Loutiel couldn't help but break into laughter as he witnesses Anais' last moments just before she was completely obliterated by Michael's conjured snakes. He honestly hadn't been expecting something like that from happening, it all seemed quite anti-climatic actually. He'd known about Anais' life-preserving jewellery as she hadn't exactly made it secret. Instead, she advertised it to prevent people from trying such simplistic methods of assassination.
He'd wanted to see a life and death struggle between Michael, Anais, and whatever troops she could muster to assist her. He wanted to see the true extent of Michael's power... Loutiel was more than aware that Michael was the 'Gandalfr' from legends, and wanted to test him further so that he might be useful in his future plans.
Loutiel had spent a good amount of time studying the mysteries of Brimir, Void magic, and everything else related to it. This is why he was so surprised to find that this Gandalfr actually possessed magic...
From what he'd understood, the Void Familiar Runes specifically chose individuals who didn't possess magic. Not because having magic would interfere with the ritual, but because it seemed to be intentionally designed that way.
Loutiel concluded that magic users would be more likely to rebel against their masters, the magic of the runes that enthralled the familiar is likely less effective at actually affecting magic users... Which explains why Michael had betrayed his master and gone on the run. After all, no prideful person would willingly subject themselves to a life of slavery...
Regardless, it seems that he'd been severely underestimating Michael thus far, even now that the battle had ended, a good portion of the city was on fire... Loutiel waves his wand in the air slightly to assist the winds in blowing the fire away from his home.
A good portion of the Baleine gang's territory had gone up in flames, destroying a great many establishments and many trade vessels that were docked nearby. The only saving grace was the areas close vicinity to the ocean, allowing people to gather it in buckets quickly.
This single action by Michael had single-handedly crippled the Baleine gang... Not only did the Viscountess die in their territory, but the bodies of the gang members would serve as evidence of their involvement in her death, and the subsequent fire afterwards.
"Hmm, Hmm, Hmm." Loutiel chuckles under his breath, he wondered what Marquess Carmel would do in response to this. He was the official ruler of the city, so if he didn't make a public statement the Capital might simply strip him of his position.
He dispels his scrying spell after watching Michael return to his inn and leans back in his chair, "I wonder just how great your potential is, Gandalfr."
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The next morning :
Michael wakes up with a start, but his immediate thoughts weren't to eat breakfast, brush his teeth, or even get dressed. No. It was to summon the Book of Commoners to see the changes that might've occurred.
He was too exhausted yesterday, but now that he was fresh and bright-eyed. He was incredibly excited to see the new changes to his Status.
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Name : Michael Hunt
Rank : Common
Stats :
Strength : 9
Agility : 11
Intelligence : 11 > 12
Abilities :
[Gandalfr] : Enables user to utilise any weapon at two ranks above their current proficiency while granting them the knowledge necessary to use them. While wielding a weapon, temporarily gain +100% in all stats.
[Language Comprehension] : Enables user to understand all spoken tongues, and increase the rate of which they learn reading and writing.
Spirits :
Shadow Shaman : Lvl 19 > MAX
Spirit Slot +
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THERE IT IS! Spirit slot! He can get another hero! Thank fucking god he wasn't just stuck with Shadow Shaman, or he might've been royally screwed!
He shakes his head and claps his cheeks, "No, first patience!" he mutters, glancing over at his stats and frowning slightly at the relatively small improvements. The only thing that'd improved was his Intelligence, probably from casting his Ultimate, but he wasn't really sure... Again, his Stat improvements were just too erratic to realistically track. Plus, he knew it'd only get harder the higher the stats were, so he might have to find an alternative... Like Slark's ability to permanently steal agility, or Silencers ability to steal Intelligence.
Regardless, he first flips the page to his Shadow Shaman Spirit and taps the upgrade button, causing light to flash from the page.
"We are the messengers of those gone by!" the recognisable voice of Shadow Shaman shouts out from the book, shocking Michael momentarily as he stares down at the picture of said hero, which was now casually sitting on the ground crossed legs, entirely animated...
"Y-you're alive!?" Michael exclaims, his eyes wide as he stares down at the smiling Shadow Shaman, his mangled and crooked teeth making it look far more menacing than the hero probably intends.
The picture on the book gives a jolly laugh, the sound echoing from the book as Michael's face cringes at the strangeness of it all. "Heh-Hahahaha! It is true, Young One! I am Rhasta! The Shadow Shaman!... I am not sure how I ended up here, but from what I can tell... I am dead! Heh-hahaha!"
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"You... Don't seem all that upset about that." Michael mutters, giving a tentative prod to the 2D shaman's chest to see if it'd affect it... Which it doesn't, big surprise.