15 Chapter 15: Temporary alliance

Her eyelids yanked open and she quickly jumped on her feet, she felt a bit dizzy and her body ached seriously. Daemon rubbed her aching head with her palms gently, to help alleviate the pain she felt. She then thought of something and then placed her hands on her neck

"It's gone" she muttered. Images of her battle with Derik flooded into her mind, she grabbed her head with both hands and bit her lips in anger.

"I lost a magic weapon!!!... what am I going to now" she screamed.

"You didn't exactly lose it… I just borrowed it" Derik said indifferently as he tossed pebbles into a nearby stream about a hundred meters away. He didn't even bother to look at Daemon as he spoke, his free hand instinctively reached for his aching chest. Daemon's eyes twitched when she saw the grey energy leaking out of the wound on Derik's chest, this explained why the archer was not putting on a shirt. Most importantly, the grey energy reminded her of the most important thing in the forest at the moment… Her magic weapon!!!...

Her murderous gaze drifted to Derik's waist, the twin daggers were sheathed like any normal dagger. Her eyes were bloodshot and she sluggishly approached Derik, the killing intent in her eyes could not be concealed completely. It would be better if she died here than let a commoner steal her family's sacred tool, not only will such an act humiliate her family but she will also lose the trust and confidence her family had in her. This is something daemon refused to experience, even if it means dying at the hands of this archer.

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"Relax… you will get it back as soon as the competition is over" Derik said indifferently without even sparing the assassin a glance. He naturally understood why the girl was pissed off, even losing to an archer who didn't have his major pieces of equipment like a crossbow, a bow, and arrows, only relying on a dagger was already too shameful.

"We're both in really bad conditions… our combat capabilities for the meantime has been halved… We can't go against other competitors like this" Derik said with a bitter smile on his face. Even though he was already aware of their condition, he still felt annoyed and embarrassed when he spoke about it.

"What do you propose then?" Daemon said with a frustrated expression on her face, she knew that Derik had her medal on him, so he could easily turn it in any time he wanted but didn't do so for reasons only known to him. currently, she lacked the strength to retrieve all that she has lost and even if she can succeed, will she be able to fend off against monsters and players on her way back to the wall? She had no choice but to listen to the archer's proposal, if it is reasonable, then she's willing to work with him for a while.

"A temporary alliance…" Derik said smiling, the girl's response showed that she was already aware of her current predicament, it should be easy for him to negotiate with her.

"I aim to rank at least amongst the top three recruits after the inter-class competition… that's the sole reason why I didn't leave here with your medal… To do this, your magic weapon is needed… I wish to 'borrow' it for a while until the competition ends" Derik explained.

"All this while you have been talking about your needs and wants… what do I gain from this alliance" Daemon asked indifferently…

"Don't rush me… sheesh!!!..." Derik muttered in anger… "There is a lot you can gain from this alliance… the first is protection... I'm aware of your current weakened state… Even if I hand over the magic weapon to you and let you leave this place, you probably won't make it to the wall" Derik explained.

"Cut the crap… we all know you're not in a better condition… How can you protect me when you can't protect yourself" Daemon sneered as she stared at the wound on Derik's chest and shuddered involuntarily. Even her still found it hard to believe one can act so casually after sustaining such an injury, right now she greatly respected Derik for his skills and 'special traits'. Anyone who did not possess the superhuman physical capabilities that Derik possessed probably would have died.

[Only the number one rookie, Donald can do the same… the physical classes this year has been blessed with Unique recruits… they are so skilled that I tend to feel inferior whenever I try to compare myself to them] Daemon smiled bitterly as she thought about these things.

Derik silently unsheathed the magic weapons and poured in his mana into it.

Tink!

Tink!!

Tink!!!

The dagger trembled greatly as it was enveloped by grey energy, soon the grey energy spread around Derik's body, his brown pupils turned grey. Daemon was dumbfounded, even when she poured in all her mana into the magic weapons, she could barely completely shroud the dagger with grey energy, she refused to believe that a recruit from the archery class is capable of doing this, only mage classes with large mana reserves can achieve such a feat. Unknown to her, Derik's high-speed regeneration was not limited to his health alone but also extended to his mana as well but that doesn't mean he won't lack mana, just like the healing factor, when a werewolf received injuries faster than it can heal, Death is inevitable. this same is applicable for mana refill, should he expend more mana than his abilities could refill, he is bound to suffer the same fate as Daemon. If Derik could draw out this much power from the magic weapons then the possibility of ranking at the top of the list is feasible.

"Finally… I will give you a portion of the medals we can get..." Derik said

"And if we can get three medals? How many do I get?" Daemon asked

"One of course… all this only possible because of me… Never forget that" Derik said indifferently…

Even though Derik felt tempted to claim the magic weapon, especially since there are no rules which were against forcefully claiming another opponent's weapon, but after thinking about it for a while he realized it would be detrimental to his growth. For Daemon to possess a magic weapon showed that she has a strong foundation and an outstanding background, even though Derik had the backing of the Lockwood family, his own family didn't and he is not ready to place the life of his family in the hands of some ancient supernatural family. He also lacked the strength to protect his family, so all he can do at the moment is to borrow the weapon for the meantime and use its power to rise to reach his goal.

Daemon smiled bitterly…

"Beggars can't be choosers" she muttered. Even though the terms of the alliance slightly tilted in Derik's favor, she lacked reasonable leverage to bargain. Derik could easily injure her fatally and leave her here to die at the hands of monsters, he could easily refuse to return the magic weapon and simply rely on the Lockwood family to shield him from the wrath of her own family.

"Very well then…" She finally agreed. At least Derik promised to return the magic weapon after the competition, also she could still get a decent position later on.

"Let's Do it" Derik smiled… he pointed a finger towards the west and grinned. It has been a week since they entered the forest, within that time he has been able to pinpoint the locations of a few representatives thanks to his enhanced perception and senses. Right now he knew where two participants were located. Even though their scents were unfamiliar, they still reeked of blood which proved that both of them were injured.

"That's where our first targets are… let's move" Derik said