[ You’ve slain X1 Cranosith, EXP 238 ( 60) ]
[ Weapon: Basic Sword has been badly damaged ]
These two windows popped up the mont Alister landed on the ground after slaying the abnormality referred to as Cranosith by the system.
The cheers of the others in the background could be heard but Alister paid no attention to them. His attention was instead fixed on the two holographic windows floating in front of him.
The hero was pretty confused about how the extra sixty experience points ca about. Fortunately, the system didn’t ignore his worry this ti and provided an explanation for the extra experience points.
"A title that increases my overall strength and grants extra experience points only in the presence of witnesses. Not bad."
Alister’s gaze then noticed the words on the other holographic window, bringing his attention to the sword in his grasp.
The sword had been damaged so much, a pitiful contrast to its lustrous appearance before the concluded battle. The blade had gone blunt and several cracks were visible; if he should swing his sword against another opponent, it would definitely shatter.
Alister stared at the sword for a few seconds with a saddened expression on his face. The sword had been his only companion since he arrived in this world, with it, he had been able to achieve a lot of growth. He felt so sort of connection with it and was hurt that it was no longer useful.
While Alister inwardly lanted the poor state of his weapon, the cheering crew closed the distance, chanting his na with enthusiasm evident in their loud voices.
Alister heaved a short sigh and aid his gaze up at the approaching people, he flashed a smile.
"What was that move you pulled off? Can you teach ?"
"Hero, just what kind of man are you?"
"You fight like a war god."
Praises were hauled at him by everyone. Most of them did voice their curiosity about his power and tactics, especially the move he pulled at that critical mont.
While the praises went on, Osborne brought out a small vial containing a strange liquid and handed it to Alister.
Alister stared at the strange liquid with a confused expression and then at the old wizard.
Osborne smiled and quickly cleared the doubt of the hero about the strange liquid in the vial.
"This is a low-grade healing potion brewed by yours truly. It would calm your pain and hasten your recovery by manifold. Go on, take it."
"Thank you."
Alister thanked the old wizard sincerely. He was worried earlier about how to cure his injury as fast as he could. Fortunately, this was a magic world with plenty of wonderful possibilities.
Under the enthusiastic gaze of the cheering crew, Alister opened the vial and downed the liquid in a single gulp.
[ You’ve consud healing potion ]
The liquid tasted sowhat bland on his tongue, but hot on his throat. Once it reached his stomach, a warm rejuvenating feeling overwheld him.
The pain from the injuries on his body vanished after just a few seconds as though he was never injured.
Curious, Alister gazed at the injured spots on his body and he was wowed by the phenonon unfolding — the light cuts on his hands were closing up rapidly. The biggest wound on his abdon was recovering really fast as well. Although slower than the smaller wounds, it was still visibly fast, a wonderful scene to behold.
Alister had a thrilled expression on his face revealing his amazent and excitent.
Osborne felt really proud watching the hero’s reaction to his creation. A proud smile adorned his wrinkled face.
Seeing the hero’s positive mood also brightened the mood of the entire crew.
King Julian suggested for the crew to relax for soti for Alister to catch his breath after such an exhausting battle.
While Alister already felt rejuvenated from the healing potion he had just consud, he did not reject the notion to rest.
They moved away from the corpse of the Cranosith and found a clear spot to relax. Osborne brought out mats from his spatial pouch for the crew to relax on.
While relaxing, the putrid sll and the ominous sound escaping from the deepest part of the tunnel continuously reminded them of the danger lurking around them.
To wash away that feeling, the crew brought up interesting discussion to spend the ti effectively.
Alister was partially engaged in the discussion while checking out his new stats window that now had a temporary title.
Alister also took the opportunity to make it known to everyone that his sword had been damaged in the previous battle.
The hero only waited for such an opportunity because he wasn’t used to asking help from others. A character he had developed due to his living condition and the people around him.
King Julian felt pretty bad that the hero didn’t communicate about such an issue to them and politely reprimanded him.
"Hero, you are our only hope of ever surviving this dark ti. If there is anything you want, feel free to ask and we would make sure to provide it as soon as could."
"Yeah, we would do anything for you, hero!"
"I have a daughter..."
The others chid in to support the king’s point.
In the process, Alister learned that the crew had been storing the weapons of their comrades who lost their lives in the battle for ti like these.
Theobald suggested they find the best amongst those ones and hand it to the hero.
"Those swords are too inferior for soone of our beloved hero’s power," King Julian spoke, then he turned to the wizard, "Please bring it out."
Everyone including Alister turned to Osborne curiously.
The wizard opened spatial pouch and brought out a sword that caused the eyes of the soldiers to widen in amazent.
Osborne lifted the sword high. The blade was long and glead like polished steel. Its edge was razor-sharp, thin and straight, with no nicks or cracks, reflecting the glow from the crystal lantern.
It had a magnificent dark guard that looked extrely comfortable in the grasp of the wizard.
The appearance of the sword was beautiful, but the soldiers knew that the beauty of the sword was just a beginning of how precious it was.
"The ancient sword of Muzez kingdom!"
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