William focused intently on mastering the runes for Kinetic Burst. Each intricate pattern proved a challenge, demanding precise control over his mana flow. He struggled to maintain their form and potency, but with each attempt, he felt a flicker of progress.
Jinra's unorthodox thod of casting spells – bypassing the traditional one-minute rune sustainnt – echoed in his mind. The elven approach, Jinra claid, was the key to rapid mastery.
But even this technique required a degree of control William hadn't yet attained. He couldn't hold the runes for the suggested five seconds, let alone the full minute. Still, he was determined. He would conquer these runes, no matter how long it took.
Maya's enthusiastic cheers punctuated his efforts. "You can do it, William!" she'd exclaim with unwavering support.
While William typically preferred solitude for his practice, he found Maya's presence surprisingly comforting.
During breaks, they would sit side-by-side, sharing stories and laughter as they gazed down at the peaceful village nestled in the valley below.
"Do you think my father is truly alright?" Maya asked, her brow furrowed with a lingering worry.
Her question caught William off guard. Gorn seed to have made a full recovery, a fact evident to everyone in the village. But was there more to it?
"Yes, he is," William assured her, hoping to dispel her doubts. "The priests at the church took good care of him with their powerful healing magic. Don't worry, everything is fine."
After hours of training, William returned to the village, seeking respite for his weary mind. As always, Elara had prepared a delicious al, her warm smile a comforting welco.
Four months passed just like that. William sparred with Gorn every morning and honed his skills with Jinra whenever Chrono Shift was available.
While he hadn't faced any monsters during this ti, his level remained unchanged, but his progress was undeniable.
He mastered Kinetic Burst, and with that accomplishnt, other skills seed to fall into place more easily. He learned Iron Skin and Enhanced Strength, bolstering his defenses and offensive capabilities.
Jinra's rigorous physical conditioning had transford William's physique. While he remained lean to maintain his speed and agility, his muscles were now well-defined, his body honed for combat. These physical gains translated into increased strength and agility:
Na: William Velmont
Level: 12
Class: None
Attributes:
Strength: 26
Agility: 29
Stamina: 21
Intelligence: 23
Mana: 18
'Imagine what I can achieve when I start gaining experience again, William mused, or learn more about Demonic Absorption...' He was excited about his future and the possibilities that lay ahead.
The most significant milestone on the horizon was his journey to the magic school. Both Gorn and Jinra had prepared him for this mont, each in their own way, across different eras.
"I still can't believe you learned all those spells in such a short ti," Gorn remarked as they packed their belongings for the journey.
"I'm amazing, aren't I?" William said, brimming with confidence. "And just wait until I get so formal instruction at the school. I'll be unstoppable."
Gorn chuckled. "Don't get ahead of yourself, lad."
They bid farewell to the villagers, not just Elara and Maya, but the entire community. Everyone gathered to see them off, offering words of encouragent and well wishes.
"You'll do great, William!"
"Make Willow Creek proud!"
"After putting up with grumpy Gorn for months, you can overco anything!" one of the hunters shouted, drawing laughter from the crowd.
William basked in their support, a stark contrast to the teasing and mockery he had often endured from his peers back on Earth. This small village had beco his ho, and these people, his family. He would make them proud.
They set off on horseback, the most efficient way to traverse the considerable distance. "Are you sure you're comfortable leaving your family for so long?" William asked, concern lacing his voice.
The journey to the magic school would take nearly two months, and Gorn would have to make the return trip alone, effectively doubling his ti away from ho.
Gorn nodded, his expression resolute. "We'll stop in Alderanth and speak with Aella," he explained. "I'll hire her to stay in Willow Creek and ensure their safety."
Despite the prevailing peace in the village, Gorn couldn't shake the feeling of vulnerability, leaving his loved ones unprotected.
But William, who had beco like a son to him, needed his guidance and protection on this journey. He knew he was making the right decision, fulfilling his duties as both a father and a ntor.
"Great idea," William agreed. "But what if she's busy with another mission?"
Gorn, ever prepared, had already considered that possibility. "I spoke with her about this the last ti we were in Alderanth," he explained. "So unless sothing urgent has co up, it should be fine."
They set off for Alderanth once more. The city, once a source of wonder for William, now held a familiar charm. He longed to explore new horizons, his anticipation for the magic school growing with each passing day. Their journey was punctuated by nights spent camping along the road or, when their funds allowed, indulging in the comforts of a roadside tavern.
They arrived in Alderanth after nightfall. The usually bustling city gates were quiet, the line of travelers nearly nonexistent. Guards inspected their belongings for contraband before waving them through.
At the Adventurers' Guild, they inquired about Aella.
"She's in the city at the mont," the receptionist confird. "You're Gorn, right? She said I could give you her address. Just a mont..." She scribbled sothing on a piece of parchnt and handed it to Gorn.
"Thank you," Gorn said, taking the paper.
They navigated the maze of streets, eventually finding Aella's residence in a pleasant middle-class neighborhood. It was a charming house, a testant to her success as an adventurer.
Aella answered their knock, her face creased with sleep. "Who dares disturb my slumber at this late hour?" she grumbled, then her expression softened upon recognizing her visitors. "Oh, it's you two! Co in, co in."
William noticed a hint of a smile playing on her lips as she ushered them inside.
The house was a cozy haven. Whitewashed walls, large windows, and a crackling fireplace gave it a welcoming atmosphere. Four bedrooms and an impressive library spoke of comfort and a love for knowledge.
"This place is amazing," William remarked, impressed. "After graduating from magic school, I want to beco an adventurer. Seems like the pay is pretty good."
Aella laughed. "You don't even need to graduate," she said. "After the first year, you'll be eligible for missions, maybe even sooner. But with your talent, I think you can do whatever you set your mind to."
"You really think so?" William asked, a wide grin spreading across his face. "Thanks for the vote of confidence!"
The trio moved to the living room, settling onto a plush leather sofa. William sank into its softness, enjoying the comfort as Aella and Gorn discussed the details of their arrangent.
"I'm taking this young lad to the magic academy," Gorn announced, gesturing towards William with a proud grin. He nudged William's foot, prompting him to sit up properly. "I'd like you to head to Willow Creek and keep an eye on things while we're gone. Four months, to be precise."
Aella listened intently, then nodded in agreent. "Certainly, no problem. I was planning a vacation around this ti anyway. I hear there's excellent fishing near Willow Creek, and even so hot springs?"
"Indeed," Gorn confird. "Thank you for looking after the village in my absence."
William, who had been on the verge of dozing off, snapped to attention. "Wait, what?" he exclaid. "Hot springs? How co I never knew about this?"
Gorn chuckled. "You were supposed to be focused on your training, lad. No hot springs for you."
"But that's bull—" William began to protest, but Gorn cut him off with a stern look.
"Enough complaining," Gorn said, his voice firm. "Your training has prepared you well. Now it's ti to put your skills to the test."
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