“Oh, this one should have been poisoned.”Kael pointed at the fallen Leavie Bear. If he left it there much longer, the carcass would eventually turn into particles and disappear, taking all the valuable resources and possible drops with it. He searched around the bear’s massive body for anything useful before cracking his neck.“I’ll teach you how to start a fire and make a tanning solution. It’s gonna be fun,” Kael said to Rakuun, who was hanging from his left arm.Averic had already returned to his usual spot on Kael’s right shoulder.Rakuun nodded several times, clearly excited by the idea.Kael knelt beside the carcass and pulled several dry leaves from his inventory. He instructed Rakuun to collect a good amount of them once the number of Leavie Bears had dropped significantly. Then, using friction against the dry leaves, Kael managed to produce a small flame.Rakuun’s eyes lit up with excitement.Kael chuckled. “Your turn.”The little monkey copied his movements and successfully

“This is my sister, Elara… November. And that’s Astrion,” Kael said, introducing his sister to Astrion.When he gestured toward Edric, Kael awkwardly read out his game’s nickname without being entirely sure he had pronounced it correctly. Introducing people by nicknames still felt strange to him. He was not used to treating names like that, especially since his own nickname, Perrin, happened to be a normal name. Thankfully, Elara and Edric were in the same situation.Still, mentioning a player’s nickname to an NPC was important. A character profile was essentially a player’s identification in the game, and giving an NPC false information could cause serious problems. Players could also hide their status from others, while NPCs were mechanical existences with limited dialogue options and information. Because of that, the relationship between players and NPCs followed a culture somewhat similar to Japanese culture, where only close friends and family usually called each other by their g

“Dare to repeat that?”“It’s for Elara. She actually absorbed the rich mana permanently into her system. Look, a talent you should scout is behind you,” Astrion repeated, this time adding more information to his explanation.He clearly did not look pleased.After hearing that Elara had insulted Myriell, Astrion had expected the old woman to take her away for a proper lecture. Elara was not an ordinary player whom Myriell could simply ignore. She was already a high-level player, and that alone made her different. Any ordinary player or commoner would have been dismissed by The Imperial Mage without a second thought. If someone like that behaved improperly, the guards would deal with the matter instead.Myriell, however, had not brought any guards with her to Astrion’s workplace. This was not an official meeting either. She had come entirely on her own initiative during her free time. Of course, visiting the workplace was still something that required a mage’s attention, but for someone

Standing across from The Imperial Mage in her mage equipment, Elara took a deep breath and cleared her mind.Her new outfit was quite appealing. She wore a short skirt with a side cut that gave her greater freedom of movement, while her checkered shirt had no sleeves and exposed her stomach. The outfit was mainly black and red, giving her a bold appearance. Her long black knee socks were particularly eye-catching and would probably make plenty of men happy.Under normal circumstances, Elara would have already started casting and charged into battle. She would usually begin with her strongest and most familiar combination before revealing her legendary magic, whose damage output and flexibility were far greater than anything else in her arsenal.Unfortunately, this was something she could only do in rare situations, usually inside tightly restricted dungeons.Her best friend had repeatedly warned her not to reveal legendary magic to the world.Monica’s method of convincing Elara had be

“Archery will never pass Magic. Do you wish to know why?” Myriell asked, her eyes settling on Kael.A strange silence filled the workplace. No one interrupted. By now, everyone present had gotten a better sense of The Imperial Mage’s personality. She was proud of her birth and talent, but she did not flaunt them without reason. There was also a certain royal dignity in the way she carried herself, which naturally earned the respect of those around her. If she had chosen to say something like this, there had to be a reason behind it.Kael nodded. “Yes.”“For Magic is the closest to the heart,” Myriell said, placing a hand over her left breast, where her badges of experience hung. “You can find many mages who say that magic comes from the heart, but that’s false. The crux, however, is that a heart produces mana. In the far past, long before the golden dawn of magic, people used mana unconsciously. Archers as well.“Upon entering their Archery forms, their muscles would unconsciously str