64: D24.
Avoid undertaking 64: D24.
Avoid undertaking As a child, she discovered in a tree hollow that mass of darkness which would tell her stories—
The old man’s straightforwardness caused ripples in the Hero’s erald eyes.
That mass of darkness was the unknown from her distant childhood.
Despite its eeriness and mystery, it was thanks to the legends and secrets told by that darkness that she was able to help her friends and gain an unimaginable new Strength.
She had even thought about going to thank it after saying farewell to the Little Girl.
But now, in the study in the dead of night, her grandfather spoke of the existence of that darkness with a serious face, claiming it was the most important matter.
The Hero’s calm was shattered, she nodded nervously in response to her grandfather’s question.
“Yes, I’ve seen it when I was little.”
“I thought so, you haven’t been here for a long ti,” Grandfather nodded.
“Co sit down, let’s talk slowly.”
Having anticipated the Hero’s arrival, a chair had already been placed opposite the desk.
The Hero obediently sat down and watched Grandfather close the book in front of him and put it aside.
The Hero took the opportunity to glance at the cover and discovered it was also a book on folklore.
So Grandfather was a scholar in folklore…
but if he studied folklore, shouldn’t he be going out more often?
Unraveling a long-standing doubt, the Hero felt another question surfacing.
She seed to have never heard of Grandfather traveling out of the village.
“What exactly did you talk to it about?” Grandfather asked after tidying up the desk.
“I don’t quite rember, but today I suddenly recalled the legend of the Elf Rabbit,” the Hero honestly confessed.
Grandfather raised his eyebrows, then relaxed his expression again.
“Elf Rabbit…
that’s good, it’s not so strange knowledge.
“It seems you’ve had quite a few adventures; becoming a Hero is not all bad.”
“You knew all this, Grandfather?” The Hero exclaid in surprise.
She hadn’t even had ti to tell Grandfather about her recent experiences, wondering if she might be scolded after coming to the study.
“Grandfather isn’t living this old age in vain, your growth in strength has been too fast, and it seems you haven’t undergone a Reincarnation, so besides being a Hero, there’s no other explanation.”
The old man nodded, barely concealing a smile under his granddaughter’s admiring gaze.
But rembering the conditions for the birth of a Hero, he sighed with so pain.
“Moreover, seeing you return alone with your luggage, even if you don’t tell , I can guess that they must have felt you did sothing to disgrace the Family na, and so they sent you back alone.
“Tell Grandfather, how did you beco a Hero?”
It was only their first day reuniting, yet the old man seed to understand almost everything.
The Hero felt a sting in her nose, and then nodded, softly recounting her experiences over the past half month.
Her close friend’s disappearance and death, her decision to beco a Hero and daily Goblin-slaying, and then after being exiled from ho, eting a Little Girl, and then—
[Knowing about the Phoenix Transformation, Grandfather’s shock (That’s really quite preposterous 30)]
D100 30=d100(65) 30=95
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Grandfather listened in silence, occasionally nodding, without Interrupting or expressing any opinion.
Only when he heard that the Hero obtained the Transformation of the Phoenix from the Prism Gem did he gape slightly, but for the rest of the ti, the old man had no major reaction.
Just having told the story and knowing Grandfather had listened to her, the Hero felt a huge weight lift from her heart, an indescribable relief.
“I’m not good at comforting words, Grandfather won’t say much.
Since you’ve beco a Hero, you likely won’t be easily swayed.”
Grandfather leaned back in his chair, sighing.
“Although the Transformation of the Phoenix is indeed astonishing…
having this Strength at least gives one so peace of mind.”
He knew his granddaughter hadn’t told the whole story, like the experiences while hunting Goblins outside or the reasons for being kicked out of the Viscount Mansion; the girl was sowhat vague.
However, as an elder, he understood that young people always had so experiences they find difficult to talk about and he didn’t plan to probe too deeply.
After all, it was enough that this child was sitting safely opposite him now.
“So, would you like to hear so old stories from Grandfather?” The old man straightened his back, placed both hands on the table and looked towards the Hero.
The Hero nodded vigorously, prompting a slight smile from Grandfather.
“Listen well, my granddaughter, the first thing you need to know is—our family has been passing down a piece of forbidden knowledge for many years.
“The person who inherits this knowledge cannot leave the village; this is our ancestral command, otherwise, it might lead to the leakage of this forbidden knowledge.”
Forbidden knowledge?
The Hero’s eyes widened.
Seeing that the Hero didn’t ask anything for the mont, Grandfather continued.
“My father, your great-grandfather, died early, so I had to undertake the family’s inheritance at a young age, as though confined like house arrest in the countryside.”
Grandfather shook his head with a bitter smile, lanting his immaturity back then.
“Back then, I spent each day in anger, dreaming of breaking free from these shackles to see the vast world.
“So, after starting a family, I was very strict with my son, your father, hoping he could gain enough Strength to break free from this destiny.”
[Father’s Level (Battle Mage 30, Noble 20)]
D30 50=d30(22) 50=72
“Under my encouragent and costly cultivation, he indeed grew stronger.”
Grandfather continued speaking, while the Hero montarily set aside her confusion and listened attentively.
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