The woman standing by Greg's bedside turned her gaze to look at the wall. Or at least, that is how it would have looked to someone inside the room. If someone took off the roof of the building and looked down from above, however, they'd quickly notice that the woman seemed to be looking directly at the healer. There was no anger or malice in the woman's face, just pure curiosity. A small smile crept onto the woman's face when she felt the magical senses just outside of the room withdraw. The healer then took a step back and sat down in the chair she'd been in, clearly, no longer interested in, or rather, not daring to come to the boy's room. "Smart," The woman by Greg's bedside commented in an amused tone before turning back to Greg.After the initial joy of coming into being had subsided, the woman by Greg's bed carefully looked the boy over. A slight look of confusion crossed her face as she regarded the boy. "Why is he so weak?" The being asked no one in particular. Looking at her

DO YOU WISH TO BUY THE SUN ORCHID FOR 2000 MAGIC POINTS?YES/NO.Greg clicked on 'NO' before turning to look at the woman in shock. He hadn't been willing to disclose anything about the system to anyone, at least not until he was sure that the said person could be trusted. This little demonstration by the familiar, however, made it clear that that plan was already moot. Whether he liked it or not, she already had access to the system. On the other hand, there was no denying how useful it would be to have someone he could actually talk to about the system as opposed to blindly guessing about the parts he didn't as yet understand. Not to mention that, even if Greg had three times the IQ he presently had, there was no way he would have taken anything short of several years to figure out where everything was in the two shops, especially the magic shop. Having someone that could not only advise him but also instantly find anything that he wanted from the system was a godsend."Is there mor

"The third school of magic is the school of summoners and beast tamers. Both deal with magical creatures, the only difference is where they get them from. For a beast tamer, they have to be in the same plane as the beast that they hope to tame. A beast tamer on this plane can't hope to tame an abyssal creature or an elemental from the elemental plane and so on. A summoner, on the other hand, is only limited by the plane they are in. A summoner on this plane can summon creatures from the abyssal plane but not from this plane. If they were to cross over to the abyssal plane, then they'd be able to summon creatures from this plane but not from the abyssal plane. Both groups have their strengths and drawbacks. Beast taming isn't as easy or as fast as summoning, especially for stronger beasts. However, once a beast is tamed, the bond can last a lifetime. On the other hand, while a summoner can instantly summon a creature from other planes, with very few exceptions, most summoned beasts can

Greg didn't know whether it was the words or the tone of her voice. Something about what she'd just said caused a bad feeling to start budding in his heart. Keeping his voice as calm and steady as possible, Greg spoke. "How is everyone else? He asked. Try as she would, the woman couldn't keep the pain from showing on her face. "It... It's been hard," the woman confessed, making the bad feeling in Greg's heart grow. "Your sister barely speaks or eats," The woman reported. "And I... I still can't believe it," she went on. "A... and father?" Greg asked. It was absurd. Greg didn't know any of these people. His care for them should have only been superficial out of simple courtesy and human decency. And yet, for some reason, he couldn't help but feel like his heart was caught in a vice. Something was telling him that he didn't want to hear what would be said next. Still, with a shaking voice, he couldn't stop himself from asking, "H... how is father?" A look of surprise flashed in the w

Greg had been watching the healer all this while. And from what he’d thus far observed, his initial assessment of her had been on the mark. She seemed to be on guard against something, what that was, he didn’t know. Part of him suspected that she’d sensed Olivia’s presence. His familiar, however, had assured him that while she was merged with him, there was no way anyone would be able to sense her presence. Besides, if Olivia was right, then the healer was a seventh-tier mage, there was no way a second-tier mage would cause her to be so on guard. So what was going on with her? Greg couldn’t help but wonder. All through the time that Greg had been taking the broth brought to him by his mother, the healer’s eyes had been darting from one corner of the ceiling to the next, almost as if she was trying to investigate something there. Greg had looked to those same corners and hadn’t found anything there worth noting. Each of the four corners had a scorch mark and what looked like metal th