Chapter 147: Conned
Disciple?
Grey’s lip twitched. When did this beco one of those old Chinese movies? Couldn’t he say student or sothing?
Despite the thought, Grey laughed at himself inwardly. Even if he had said student Grey would have probably still made fun of him. The tone of it was just the sa.
No one in Canada went around taking people under their wing like this, he wasn’t used to it. Even if you apprenticed under sobody for a blue collar job, or took a ntor for a niche white collar one, it was usually the student going after the teacher, not the other way around.
What did the old man even get out of this?
The thought made Grey’s eyes flicker. Indeed, there was definitely sothing the old man got out of it.
In the corporate or blue collar line, usually the ntor either got free labor or a cut of the profits the student made.
Here, if the ntor was actively looking for the student—though sotis that did happen in Canada as well—there was definitely sothing to gain too, and maybe even more to gain than usual.
’Is this old man trying to sell
an online course or sothing?’
Grey wanted to agree, but he had just barely managed to get out of this loop, and he didn’t want to slot himself into so other impossible task right after.
The old man was kind, sure. But so was Baron Giyoto and Grey was pretty sure that that man wanted to kill him too.
’No rest for the wicked.’ Grey wracked his brains before he thought of a suitable response.
"Can you explain to
what that entails? Honestly, I don’t know anything about this."
The old knight laughed and didn’t seem very offended at all.
"There is no need to worry. If you would like to know what I gain from teaching you, I can simply tell you."
Grey coughed a bit uncomfortably. Damn. These old foxes were constantly getting the better of him. He wondered if those Producers that were always trying to ruin his life were also old foxes.
’Maybe I should stop liking old people so much. Too much trouble cos from wisdom.’
"Raising the future generation gives us old folk a better chance at gaining blessings from the Goddess. Your feats will shine down well upon , and may even give
a chance to ascend to a greater height in the future. Plus, I don’t have much else to do these days."
Grey blinked and then nodded. "Okay, then I will humbly accept."
In the end, Grey agreed for probably three primary reasons.
The fact the old man answered his question at all was a good sign. Then there was the fact he was hoping the existence of the old man would finally stop Terran from suddenly jumping out and killing him whenever he wanted. And lastly...
For so reason, unlike when he awakened his Vampire Lord Fra, he didn’t get any notifications about new Abilities this ti.
How could he have a Fra but no Abilities? The way Esralda spoke about it all, it felt like the Abilities and the Fra were one and the sa. But now Grey had Abilities that had no Fra, and Fras with no Abilities.
It was odd.
If he could learn the reason from the old man, it would probably make things a lot easier for him in the future.
The old knight laughed heartily.
He raised his sword again and placed it down on Grey’s other shoulder. But this ti, it felt like the blade was several tis heavier, like sothing else had clicked into place.
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[Relationship Ford]
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[Disciple of Vanguard Holy Knight, Sir Edmun Trolley]
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[You have received the Grace of a Holy Knight]
[Disciplehood Reward has been granted]
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[ 200 Free Stat Points Awarded]
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[Na: Grey Temolt]
[Nad Affiliation: Disciple of Sir Trolley]
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[Fra: Protheus]
[Fra: Magnetic Hero (Proving Class)]
[Fra: Vampire Lord (Proving Class)]
[Fra: Holy Knight (Proving Class)]
[Pending Quests: 2]
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Stamina: 35/35
Sync Rate: 0.012%
Energy Reserve: 20.1/20.1
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Sync Rate: N/A
Energy Reserve: N/A
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Sync Rate: N/A
Energy Reserve: N/A
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Sync Rate: N/A
Energy Reserve: N/A
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STR: 33 ( 15) SPD: 52
DEX: 77 ( 50) INT: 61
END: 61 PER: 73 ( 50)
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Harmonic Stats: N/A
Free Stat Points: 289
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Abilities:
Body
Resistances: Lv5 Iron Veil
Combat: Lv5 Heart Lance
Enhancents: Lv8 tal Body; Lv8 tal Digestion; Lv8 tal Fusion; Lv5 Hemorrhagic Regeneration
Mind
Resistances: Lv8 ntal Fortitude; Lv4 Abyssal Anchor
Combat: Lv2 Magnetic Pull; Lv2 Magnetic Push; Lv3 Void Gaze
Enhancents: Lv6 Goblin Warlord Spirit; Lv8 tal Affinity; Lv1 Magnetic Resonance; Lv7 Crimson Cognition.
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"Holy shit..."
Honestly, Grey hadn’t used his original 89 Free Stat Points yet half because he was distracted into forgetting, and half because he was a bit paralyzed by choice.
But now he had had another 200 dumped on him. He hadn’t even gotten this much after killing the Vampire Lord and Esralda.
Granted, that was because he had split it with Amunet, but still. This was insane.
He looked up at the old man to find that he was smiling back knowingly.
"Do you like your greeting gift?"
Grey stood up from his knee with a grin. "You know, old man, if you could do that a few more tis it would be great."
Edmun laughed uproariously. "Unfortunately, I cannot. I can only do such a thing once a year, and only for soone I have taken as a disciple."
"So what you’re telling
is that if I have more than one master..."
Edmun’s expression darkened. "Just try it."
Grey put his hands up in defeat. But then he noticed the sly grin on the old man’s face and he felt like he had been tricked.
"... I can’t get another one even if I wanted to, huh?"
The old man’s grin widened. "Not without my consent. Or unless that consent is beaten out of . Good luck with that."
Grey sighed.
"Oh, and there’s one more thing."
This ti Grey frowned first. He was really being scamd, wasn’t he?
"Those Free Stats aren’t just for show, they’re actually there to help you survive."
"Survive? Survive what?"
"Well, becoming a Knight is just a simple tap on the shoulders. Becoming a Holy Knight, however...?"
The old knight started to laugh again.
’Fuck , I’ve been conned again. Where’s the kind old man? This is clearly a demon in sheep’s clothing.’
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