Dusk Chronicles

Chapter 4

The best apprentice magicians had an intelligence of 12 points, the same as most other close combat professions. According to data speculation, the legendary mage, Mangaza, had at least 14 intelligence points during his apprenticeship, which made him a legendary mage of apprentice level 110 in just 12 years of game time. In the 3rd year of the Faith Calendar, the 9th year of the Dusk Calendar, the level limit rises to 70.

With 7 points of his intelligence that did not even reach the minimum threshold, which was 9 points. Is he destined to be a close combatant?

The fate of close combatants always ends tragically. As a scholar, whenever he was invited to carry out missions. The melee fighter who protected him like, knights, sage, shield, and swordsman had always been the target of the opponent.

There was even a joke on the forum that said that the shield swordsman was rejected more than ten times on the grounds that his contribution was too low, he shouted in the mercenary hall "I used to be the presidential guard in real life", and then the team from the witch profession immediately crowded with her.

"Why are you alone in the back?" Martin's voice retracted his floating mind.

"There's nothing." Melyan replied in a cold tone, then due to feeling disrespectful, she added, "A little cold, I don't want to talk."

However, Martin did not seem to be concerned about his attitude.

As a young man who lives with "The Grasshopper", Martin actually feels a little guilty for lying to him, especially when he thinks the teenager is dead, he was very sorry that not everyone could commit a crime without guilt, let alone that Martin's father was a priest in that city, a follower of the Holy Word of Canros, said the Pope, who usually imparted the knowledge of the law of karma to his son. So when he saw Melyan who was after waking up looked different from before, he subconsciously thought that Melyan had awakened the memories of his previous life.

It may even get blessings from certain gods as it is said in the Old Testament. "If God wants to give me bread, he must first starve me, so that I can be grateful."

“True, this year is much cooler than before, this jacket is for you.” Martin took off his shabby jacket.

"Thank you."

Melyan took the jacket and was surprised.

"Acquiring fixtures: old cowhide jacket, cold immunity 1, charm 1. Don't you think this jacket doesn't suit you?"

Valves system assessment still sounds heart-piercing as usual. Hearing this question, Melyan suddenly recalled upon seeing his status as a "legendary scholar" in the previous game, the system gave a judgment. "Gosh, you're the legendary magician in this game, do you have a girlfriend in the real world?"

The assessment for the legendary swordsman, knight, etc was, "Congratulations, wait a minute, are you not fed up with this profession? You even trained it to become legendary, now the account card is at a massive discount."

Seeing Melyan wearing his jacket, Martin heaved a sigh of relief.

Melyan's polite reply made her sure that she was not the Grasshopper she used to be, the Grasshopper who used to be ungrateful.

“Oh yes, can I ask you some questions?” melyan asked hesitantly.

"Ask me."

"Where is the mine?"

"I don't know if you remember the mangrove forest. Passing mangrove forests west for thirty miles. We should be there tomorrow." After answering, Martin looked around to make sure no one was paying attention, and then quietly asked, "Did you suddenly sense a special power?"

Melyan who was recalling his geographical knowledge was shocked upon hearing Martin's words.

"Ha, you completely forgot, my father is the pastor of the city. Although he was chatty, but what he said was true as well. Martin showed expression ‘I know what you think’ proudly. "Wasn't there a poet who suddenly mastered magic in his twenties in the town of Beloka next door? When you wake up and look different than before, I already know something's going on."

The young man in Beloka City who awakened the talent of magicians in his twenties.

If with this detailed information Melyan still could not guess who the person was, then he did not deserve the status of a legendary scholar.

The 70th level seven-ringed mage was the white-robed Rorov who was most loved by the players in the future. The reason why he was so loved was because he had a bad background and did not have the arrogance of a magician, he was very polite to anyone, including weak players. He would answer the questions of the witches in downtown at seven o'clock every night. Not only that, the magicians who gained enlightenment from it, their skill prowess would increase by 10 points in an hour.

However, the fate of the humble white-robed witch ended with a tragic end. In the 25th year of the twilight calendar, that is, during the third expansion, he who believes in the old god is besieged by the followers of the new god, and dies on the sulfur plains when his magic power is exhausted. Because of this incident, the players who always play follow the plot line are furious with the game producer because they feel they sacrifice the witch forcibly to create a sad atmosphere. Of course, some say that programmers can't stand to answer the questions posed by players every day, so choose to sacrifice the magician. This statement received a lot of praise from the players.

But after all, being able to defeat so many epic heroes with just seven rings, this role can already be said to be quite successful in the hearts of the players.

Faced with a sensitive question from Martin, Melyan smiled mysteriously.

The climate of the Kansa region at the foot of the Hengduan Mountains belonging to the Morning Star Kingdom is very cold, transportation is severe and the education level of the people is low. The gods were reluctant to spread their faith in this barren region, and even the priests and other church leaders who were low-level civil servants there was only one person in each city. However, the main task of these priests was not to preach the teachings, as intellectuals were scarce, the most they did was to help the officials of the region to settle official affairs, their task was very busy.

Precisely because of this, the myths and stories that priests occasionally tell become the only entertainment of the local community, and the more undeveloped the area, the more convinced they become.

"True ‘kan I said."

Martin echoed Melyan's smile, his attitude becoming more friendly and friendly.

As it got dark, Melyan heard the system notification he had long craved.

"Your carrier in the hearts of the level 1 civilian population, Martin, has already risen to believe, you're gaining 200 experience points."

The carriers that non-player characters have in the game are divided into five stages; neutral, friendly, trusting, respectful, and friendly. For the opposite sex, after friends there is still awe.

But when Melyan regained his senses and checked the system notification, he discovered something strange.

The category for this notice is "Mission Records".

In other words, he had accidentally started a mission.

In the afternoon of the third day, the group finally reached the White Rock Mine at the foot of the Hengduan Mountains.

Neither the name nor the surrounding landmarks made Melyan recall what happened here.

Perhaps this was a small place that went unrecorded, he thought to himself, and at the same time he optimistically thought that he might be able to increase his attributes through the work of the next few days.

"Everyone has an iron pickaxe, a woven bag. Five people one team shared one miner's lamp, walking following the already opened path. If you get lost or find strange things, remember to ask for help." After they entered the mine hall, the person in charge of the White Stone Mine just spoke.

"Weird stuff?" Hans asked first. "Are we not here to mine? Are there monsters in this mine?"

"Yes, why don't you tell us this place wasn't safe before we came here."

"Right, I just heard that I was only responsible for digging the mine for eight hours a day."

The miners started to fuss, even Perot and Martin also looked surprised. They are also clearly kept secret.

“Quiet!” The person in charge spoke again, and at the same time, a group of fierce-looking muscular men entered from the entrance behind him.

After this scene happened, everyone finally understood what was happening.

Seeing everyone speechless, the person in charge smiled complacently.

"The greater the risk, the greater the reward. As long as you're careful, you'll be fine." Then he looked at Perot and Martin.

"You two work very efficiently this time, and the boss is very satisfied, so you don't have to follow them, just keep an eye on them."

Perot immediately nodded, and slapped Martin's face which looked puzzled.

"Immediately thank you Mr."

"Oh, oh, thank you, sir."

The person in charge snorted then left with his hands behind his back.

The miners looked at each other anxiously.

After the person in charge came out of the mine, Perot only breathed a sigh of relief. He saluted to greet the fierce muscular men, then turned to face the crowd and said helplessly. "You heard what you said earlier, I didn't expect it to be like this either, so I apologize first to all of you, I hope you can be careful at work."

Although there was aversion in everyone's heart, but they did not dare to fight because there were muscular men behind Perot.

Martin looked at Melyan from time to time, as if he wanted to say something.

“What's wrong with you today.” Noticing Martin's strange behavior, Perot asks him after everyone leaves.

"Nothing, I'll follow and look around." Martin gritted his teeth and made a decision that made him happy for life.

“Are you looking to die?” Perot pulled her, then realized that her voice was too strong, and hurriedly lowered her voice.

"Didn't you hear that there might be something strange, you don't want to live anymore?"

"Son Perot, you don't know that little Syaiful is very important to us?"