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"I’m... not sure if regular outfits are really my concern, brother."

When Altair said this with a puzzled look on his face, Aurelion burst out laughing.

Then, looking back at the bewildered Altair, he replied, "That’s not it. Or rather, it is, but these aren’t normal clothes, Altair," he replied, then pointed to the imperial robe he was wearing.

"This robe has a 20% slow resistance. My trousers have 70% fire resistance. The shirt I’m wearing absorbs 40% of the damage from slashing attacks."

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  • The Mask Is Done

    Once Altair had finished all his tasks, he retired to his own room and rested for a while.He had no plans to open the orphanages just yet.To do so, he would first have to go into hiding.In this way, he could avoid any direct action from nobles who might be disturbed by the changes.Still, he had no idea how to go about it.Before even attempting to fall asleep, he had spent dozens of minutes pondering the matter and had concluded:Altair could not manage this on his own.Within Aculon, there were hundreds of items capable of concealing his face, appearance, and even his mana or aura for a time.The problem was that even a single one of these items was being sold at exorbitant prices, reaching tens of millions of gold.In short, Altair was naturally in no position to spend money on such a thing.He had earned over one hundred and eighty million gold in a single day, and these distributions had taken place solely within the fifth tier.On top of that, sales were limited in number.In

  • 180 Million Gold In One Day

    The horse-drawn carriage had pulled up at the palace entrance in no time, and the palace guards had opened the gates to inspect the vehicle.The moment they spotted Altair inside, one of the guards shouted:"THE FOURTH PRINCE IS HERE, OPEN THE GATES!!!"As the gates swung open, the coachman struggled to keep his composure to avoid a heart attack, driving the carriage right into the inner courtyard of the palace.When Altair stepped down from the carriage, he made a generous payment to the coachman and then walked straight through the palace gates.When the servants and guards saw him, they could sense the sleeplessness in his eyes and the strange, restless energy surrounding him.It would be fair to say that each of them had already begun to worry about Altair, whom they both respected and loved.The young man had managed to secure a meeting with Emperor Aurelion in a short space of time and had been able to demonstrate his invention in full to the emperor.By then, the entire imperia

  • Success On Creating

    Altair had spent hours reading books on various runic faiths, languages and dialects, and had studied the manuscripts he had purchased.Everything had settled firmly in his mind, so he would have no trouble with this.Yet, even though his hands were not trembling, the thought of making a mistake worried him.Though he was also aware that he could not achieve success without making any mistakes.For this reason, he had taken out a few large sheets of paper to practise the simplest form of the runic language he had first learnt, the standard dialect.Working one after another with the runic paints, he realised that the mistakes he made were minuscule, very, very small.There really was no problem at all.The mistakes were so small that with a little practice, they had begun to disappear.By the sixth hour he had spent sitting in his chair trying to learn, Altair had truly mastered the task.As night fell, the young man carried on working without a care for the sleep in his eyes, and imm

  • Getting Ready For The Runes

    "Lyonel!" Altair had shouted; he hadn’t seen his friend for quite some time.At Altair’s shout, the young man had immediately turned his head and looked at Altair with surprise."You were here?" Lyonel had said, a broad smile on his face.Altair immediately went over to his friend and pulled up a chair to sit down.He then looked at Lydia behind the bar and, saying, “All drinks are on me today,” tossed a huge gold purse at her.Lydia nodded and set to work amidst the cheers of the Impact Group.Altair finally turned to his friend and said, “How’s it going? We haven’t seen each other in ages.”Lyonel smiled at these words.“A few troubles came up; I needed to grow stronger, so with the Great Goddess’s permission, I began training at the church. Though you already knew that.”Lyonel had said this and scratched his head with great embarrassment.“Are you alright?” Altair had asked, with genuine deep concern.Lyonel swallowed hard at the question, then replied, “Tired, just really tired.”

  • Can Not Even See

    [The user has completed the thirteenth floor of Aculon at the 'Excellent-Grade quality'. As a result, the user has been awarded two special prizes:The user has earned 5 million gold!The user has earned 2 Godly-Grade Defence Talismans.]As Altair closed the system window, the two talismans fell before him, and the young man immediately sent both to his inventory.When he looked at the item description in his inventory, he must have been surprised:[Godly-Grade Defence Talisman (Godly+++)This is a type of talisman that can only be crafted by those who have attained the highest levels of grace, peace and eternity.When the user employs the talisman, if the attacker is at least five times stronger than the user, three of that attacker’s attacks will be rendered ineffective.]A small smile had formed on Altair’s face. It was certain that these talismans would definitely come in handy in the future. Those two talismans were practically extra lives.With that, he had closed his inventory

  • Excellent?

    Altair had begun to vanish rapidly.This time, there was neither a gate nor a door. It was as if he were being forcibly sent from the floor by Aculon.The young man had glanced around once more and seen that every one of them had fallen to their knees.They had knelt before him, as if worshipping him.As for Altair, however... he had never felt so awful.When his body finally vanished, and he found himself in that white space, the young man refused to go to the next floor and returned to his room on the tenth floor, in the inn.He took off the mantle he was wearing and flung it onto a chair in a fit of rage.He then went straight into the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror.After a month had passed without him being able to look after himself, his beard had grown a little. His pale complexion was stained by the monster’s blood.Altair looked like a ruffian, a thug, a looter.The young man clenched his teeth and punched the mirror in front of him with all his might."CRASH!!"

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