Tales Of Schaduw: The Half - Elf

Tales Of Schaduw: The Half - Elf
Ch. 48 – Successfully



IT WORKED! It was the first word that came out of his lips. True, Carsten had completed the summoning ritual of {The Beast Spirit Weapon} as well as obtaining his Spirit Weapon for the first time. Carsten's sweat-filled face revealed a wide smile and an unstoppable sense of happiness.


Maybe all the processes that he has gone through are very long and require a lot of energy. Many times he felt pain, from the beginning of the spirit retrieval from the Spirit Pearl, to the channeling of all spirit energy for the sake of forming a Spirit Weapon that left him at the point of life and death. Carsten has gone through all that and got the rewards that are worth it, namely { Beast Spirit Weapon}.


“Two, see I managed to do it!” Carsten said while showing off the two weapons in both hands. Shaped like a hand fan, its fan head looks like a crescent moon with a handle resembling an ancient paper roll.


Everyone who saw it was also happy. Some were clapping, some were sighing, some were holding back their sobs. For they knew before that Carsten was very worried and afraid that what the Elder Agamemnon had said would really happen.


“What is your weapon?” Ask Elder Agamemnon to be happy with Carsten's achievement.


“Iya Elder, beautiful isn't it?” Carsten replied by showing the indentations and carvings on his Spirit Weapon. So charming and beautiful, decorated with the sparkle of small beads and blue ocean.


“That's beautiful, Carsten. That's right with my guess, {Your Beast Spirit Weapon is a two-star silver.} The Elder Agamemnon.


“How can the Elders know?” Ask Carsten.


“It can be seen from the color of the weapon. The level is like this. The green color is the color of the bronze-level Spirit Weapon, the blue color signifies the silver level, the purple color on the black gold level, the yellow color of the orange indicates the gold level. And there are still some more colors in the next level, but I myself do not know.” The Elder Agamemnon.


“But at each level there are still more levels, which we usually call stars. So each level there are three stars that must be passed before reaching the next level or changing color.” Its effects.


“Lantas can I raise the level of my Spirit Weapon Elder?”


“Of course, Carsten.” The elder Agamemnon replied briefly.


(Wow, there is a way to raise the level and power of the Spirit Weapon. Even if I get a low spirit type later, if I actively raise it, it will definitely become strong. Means remaining that individual's ability in raising the level of the Spirit Weapon) I murmured inwardly.


“Hey what are you thinking, Brother?” Saigiri's words broke my daydream.


“Huh?! I thought what was it! Basic disgusting.” Reply Saigiri with a disdainful expression.


“Have not cared about me, just quickly record the words of Elder Agamemnon. I really need it later.” I diverted my attention.


Suddenly Elder Agamemnon surprised us with his words. “Oh yes this also applies to the increase in your strength and rank. Although I know for sure now the average of you is still at the rank of {Awar} fighter, but I also believe it is not difficult for you to quickly rise the next stage.”


“How about the elder? Do we use special methods or will we perform other rituals?” Carsten asked with a burning flame on both of his eyelids.


“How is...” Murmured Elder Agamemnon.


Again in the midst of his explanation, the Elder stopped him, and he would definitely utter.


“I can't explain it now, go on an adventure and find the answer yourself. Hahaha.. don't be a spoiled child who is always given the intake of knowledge without understanding the true meaning of it.” Right, Elder Agamemnon had uttered it with his signature proud laugh.


Disgusting right?


But I'm used to the typical laughter of a grandfather like that. From the childhood I was cared for by Grandpa Hisham, his laughter had become a daily meal for me. Last time I fought with Zardock, I also met with grandparents, named Grandpa Hork, even in his laughter he often called me ‘young’.


So now hearing the rant and laughter of the Agaememno Elders would not make me feel disgusted or unkind. Because I'm used to it all. Even compared to Grandpa Hork, it was nothing. I remembered whether he had returned to Central Headquarters or traveled with Adellia to defeat the remaining creatures of darkness.


Wait for me in a minute.


I will definitely catch up with you, Adellia... Grandpa Hork...