Evan approached Lirian; his eyes fixed on the impressive display of skill before him.
Observing how cheerful Lirian was while performing the grim task of dismbering a beast, he found himself pondering on the hardship and adversity that Lirian must have endured to master such a difficult and laborious craft.
He didn't know what he had suffered, but he felt the need to encourage him, and make his day better.
"Wow, Lirian, I'm really impressed," Evan exclaid, admiration clear in his voice as he watched Lirian work. "You are really good at it."
Lirian looked up, a small smile forming on his lips as he t Evan's gaze.
"Thank you, Frostbite. I've been doing this for a long ti, so it's beco second nature to ." he replied, continuing his task.
At the ti of his induction into the military, Lirian happened to be the youngest mber of the Phantom Regint. Despite his potential, he faced an unfortunate circumstance that is all too common among young recruits who join a group of seasoned veterans. The veteran mbers of the Phantom Regint, perhaps due to his youthful and tender appearance, targeted him for their bullying tendencies. This manifested itself in the form of assigning him all the low-level work, such as cleaning toilets, effectively forcing him to endure the grunt work.
Despite the abuse he faced, Lirian kept this incident a secret. He didn't complain to Evan and Magnus, the two figures he considered family, as he found it too shaful. He felt that they had already done so much for him, and he didn't want to appear as if he couldn't live without depending on them and burdening them even more. It was a tough decision, but at that ti, Lirian was determined to rise above the mistreatnt he faced and prove himself through his hard work and dedication.
However, as fate would have it, Lirian's ti spent performing these nial tasks was not in vain. During this period, he was able to cultivate and refine a powerful skill. It was during these long hours of toiling away at the low-level tasks that he learned how to expertly dismber beasts. Though the circumstances under which he learned this skill were less than ideal, Lirian erged from this experience with a newfound sense of purpose and an invaluable skill set. He never wanted to be looked down upon again.
Lirian's eagerness to prove himself and the skill he learned during the worst years of his life proved vital in the battles he fought. His efforts helped him earn rits and glory, which catapulted him to fa within the empire. Soon, he beca more popular than any veteran of the Phantom Regint, and those who once bullied him were deeply ashad of their actions. It was a classic case of picking up a hamr and smashing your foot.
While Evan gifted Lirian the status of Captain of the Phantom Regint, it was his own hard work and dedication that helped him earn the approval and respect of the soldiers.
Evan nodded, "I can tell. The way you're able to maneuver through the scales and remove them so delicately, it's really sothing else."
Lirian's smile widened, his heart swelling with happiness at Evan's praise. He wasn't being praised by soone who was insignificant to him. He was being praised by soone for whom he would willingly march into the depths of hell. It was a vastly different experience. He felt validated and appreciated in a way that he rarely did.
"I appreciate the complint," he said, his voice soft and grateful. "It's not often that my work is recognized."
Everyone knew that Lirian was the fearso Captain of the Phantom Regint, an 18-year-old youth with endless potential, but no one had bothered to learn about how much he struggled to get to this point
Evan reached out and placed a hand on Lirian's shoulder.
"Well, you deserve it," he said. "You've worked hard to perfect this skill, and it shows."
Lirian felt touched by his sincerity and worked ever harder.
anwhile, Evan's mind was drawn to what he had gained recently.
As he contemplated the use of the 20 experience points that he had amassed, his mind began to race with the possibilities.
He knew that by utilizing them, he could swiftly ascend to the second level of the Soul Manifestation Realm. However, upon further reflection, he recognized that such a decision could prove disastrous in a world devoid of soul energy. Opening a soul pocket in such an environnt could cause him more harm than good, for without proper nourishnt, it may wilt away like a fragile flower. One needed to be in a place with an abundance of soul energy for a few hours to stabilize their soul pockets, and Planet Avalon wasn't such a place.
The skill card, however, could help him get what he urgently needed.
He imdiately put it to use.
ραпdα nᴏνa| сom [The auxiliary-type skill card of the lowest level has been activated!]
Evan activated the card and was imdiately presented with an array of options. Hundreds of cards materialized around him, yet he alone seed to be aware of their existence.
[Please select the auxiliary soul ability that you would like to learn!]
Evan extended his hand, grabbing a card from mid-air.
[The Energy Conversation Skill has been selected]
The card that he chose was the Energy Conversation Skill, which he promptly tapped against his forehead.
No requirent was needed to learn the skill.
Thus, he learned it imdiately.
[The Energy Conversation Skill has been added to your arsenal of skills]
[The energy conversation skill allows you to convert the mana in your surrounding into 100 units of soul energy. After it's used, it will be temporarily unavailable. It has a three-minute cooldown]
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