?474 [474] Stefan Caraval(3)
Under the protection of the knights and the Cardinal, whose strength most of the people did not know. The group quickly reached the capital after about three days. During these three days, Stefan, much like an annoying kid, kept bugging Jas, asking him about anything at any ti.
"Do you like to fight?"
"What are the most opponents you have slain?"
"Do you know how to use a bow, and a spear?"
"Have you ever been close to death?"
These questions rang in Jas mind continuously, he couldn't even wish for them to disappear.
It had been quite a while since he had to deal with obnoxious, self-centered people. He preferred ssing with Alan or even sleeping in the soul domain. But sadly, because of the damn tower, he had to wake up.
As Stefan continued to annoy him, Ja's opened his, or more like Alan's Status.
[Na: Alan Peccator(17)
[Race: Dragon.]
[Titles: Chosen of the Chaos Supre, Chosen of the Frost Supre, Phoenix Blood liner...]
[Attributes:]
Strength: B
Speed:B
Endurance:B
Intelligence: C
Charm: B-
Mana:B
[Affinities: Chaos (Supre), Frost (Supre), Space (Superior).]
[Skills: Ice Dragon Transformation, Ice Draconian Transformation, Ice Blast, Gravitational Manipulation...]
Reading the status carefully, he had a look of confusion on his face. Using mana to observe the condition of the body, he was confused even more.
'Strange, he can easily enter A-rank, so why is he still at B?'
Jas wondered, assessing his current abilities.
It was nightti, and since his status was that of a barbarian slave, he was staying in the stables. He hadn't sworn loyalty to Stefan, like the knights, so he was not granted access. Ja's preferred this, however. He had no qualms laying on top of hay and hearing the occasional 'neigh' of a horse. He preferred this over Stefan.
'Quite strange.'
He mused, as he rested his head on his hands, staring at the wooden ceiling.
'He's trying to awaken Aura, how stupid.'
He almost let a boisterous laugh. He had to hold himself back from laughing so much, when he was faced with such stupidity.
'Oh you young dragon...when will you realize.'
He smirked, as he went through Alan's mories once more.
"A strange elent indeed..."
After he was done laughing at Alan, He reached out his hand and activated the spatial mana that resided in his body. Looking at the cloud-like mana in his hands, which contained glimpses of stars and nebulas, he enjoyed waving his hand around, observing how the mana moved.
"Space huh... Never even saw a single supre of it."
In all his life, in Aranus's body of course, he never saw a single creature wield this elent as it's main elent. It was so rare that even the textbooks back in Dragonis, the dragon capital, had little about it. Only so basic things, like teleportation and gate travel. And coordinates.
"I wonder how he got this..."
Ja's had always been plagued by this question, but just thought that since Alan beca independent, he manifested his own elent. Instead of just using his or Aranus's. It was probably a lucky chance he ended up with space. A very lucky chance.
He stood up, the hay beneath him made his back itch. He walked outside the stables, and saw a lone campfire.
'A campfire? At this ti, with no one?'
At first, he was dubious, but as he cast mana sense to survey the surroundings, he found no one around. The fire was about to die as well. He went ahead and sat down in front of it. Manifesting a small fireball with his mana and chucked it at the fire, rejuvenating it.
"Anyway...let's see more.'
It was a habit of his to be aware of everything, and he wasn't done observing what Alan had. He must know everything, the things he could do, and not do.
Opening the inventory, he let out a short whistle.
"It's worse than the dwarves spatial gear, but it'll do."
He muttered, as he took out the A-No-Sakahoko, wanting to wield the legendary spear.
"Argh!"
He let out a pained groan as the spear burnt his skin, and threw itself away from him. It landed on the ground, and Ja's looked at his burnt palm. A cold green light shone in his eyes, as the wound was imdiately healed. He looked at the spear.
"The na fits it."
He said, referring to the title "Spear of Righteousness" it possessed. He put the spear back in his inventory.
Setting the matter of weapons aside, he sat down in a ditative position and peered into his body, activating [Frost Dragon's Breath].
The surrounding environnt changed, as he found himself to be floating in a dark space, the only source of light the blue world in front of him.
"Why is it so small? Did this idiot not train his elent at all?!"
He gasped upon seeing the size of the Ice world, which was smaller than he had expected. He sighed and facepald.
Alan, due to fearing his accelerated growth drawing the ire of others, refused to use the Ice Dragon's breath most of the ti. Little did he know, advancing one's rank was not its main function.
The supres dealt in their elents, not their stats. Each higher level being focused more on their elent than their stats, which would increase by their own. The main function of the [Ice Dragon's Breath] was to attune the user to Frost, to make it so that they were frost itself. This was sothing that Ja's modified with Lanesha's help.
He looked around, trying to spot a chaos world in the elental domain, Thankfully, he didn't see it. He did see a small space world, however, which was more like a collection of clouds than a world.
"Well, at least he didn't practice Chaos."
He heaved a sigh of relief, had Alan done it, they were all dood. As weak as his soul was, he couldn't thwart the Abyss.
As he was about to observe more, he felt soone approaching.
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