467. Days Of Nightval VIII

467. Days Of Nightval VIII

Omen: 4, 5

‘Seriously...’

[Would you like to spend XP to empower the weapon?]

‘Sure,’ Adam replied.

XP: 15 500 -> 15 000

Adam finished finalising the enchantment on the weapon, smiling at the magic weapon’s statistics. It was a decent enough weapon, he supposed.

When Adam returned,, leaving the staff with Elder Zijin, he froze in place. His children swarmed him, but he stared at the table, where Jirot sat, her greatfather’s hand supporting her back.

Adam inhaled deeply, but first lifted up his triplets, hugging them tight. “You silly little boy and girls, did you miss your daddy?” Adam asked, showering them in his affection, before he placed them down. Their tails swayed from side to side as they smiled up at him.

“You have finally returned?” Jarot asked, a small smirk on his face.

Adam narrowed his eyes, sensing how badly the old man wanted to start a fight with him. Adam wouldn’t have fallen for the provocation, but this was about that thing.

“Since when did my beautiful little girl become so strong to sit up?” Adam asked, approaching the table. The girl’s eyes scanned the area before she saw her father’s face. She stared at him for a moment before she smiled wide, giggling at him. She sucked against her hand, her eyes adventuring across her father’s face. “I can’t believe I missed it, my little Jirot.”

“Yes, you did miss it,” Jarot said, sitting up tall and straight, his lips forming a wider smirk. “I was here to witness it.”

“Are you starting a fight?” Adam asked.Finnd new chapters at novelhall.com

“I have already fought you,” Jarot retorted, his thumb brushing the back of Jirot’s head.

Adam lifted baby Jarot up into his arms, the boy squirming and twitching, before nestling his head against his father’s shoulder. His body was still hot to the touch, as children’s bodies were, even during nightval.

“Isn’t it so sad your babo bullies me even though I’ve given him so many cute greatchildren?” Adam asked, rubbing his son’s back.

“Five is not enough,” Jarot said. “You must give me five more every year.”

“I would prefer my story doesn’t involve a harem.”

“Why not?”

“They say that daughters are scary, but they’re only scary because their mothers are terrifying,” Adam replied. Adam thought about the triplets mother, which only caused him to nod his head at his own statement.

Jarot decided against saying anything.

Omen: 10, 17

Mana: 18 -> 17

Enchanting Check

D20 + 7 = 22 (15)

Omen: 2, 7

“Ooh? Where’s daddy gone?” Adam asked, covering his face. He pulled apart his hands, gasping as he revealed himself. “Here he is!”

Jirot giggled up at him, and baby Jarot smiled, before he fell into a giggle beside his older sister.

‘What did I do to deserve this?’ Fred thought once more.

Battle Order

D20 + 1 = 8 (7)

Fred leapt into the fray immediately, not wanting to lose in a single round against Adam. He wanted to see how high he could reach when Adam was at his weakest. He did not possess Phantom or Wizard’s Axe, and he was not in his full set of armour.

He forced Adam back with Lifeblade, the same blade Adam had created for the young man, and had handed over when they fought against Shama. He had yet to use the magics of the blade yet, so still was unsure if it was a weapon with a temporary enchantment.

Upon forcing Adam back, Fred slashed wildly again, though his blade caught Adam’s magical shield, and he stepped back. Adam was about to swing when Fred’s blade struck against his side, and he quickly deflected the last blow, realising that Fred had overcome his limits for a moment as he typically did.

Health: 65 -> 50

‘This isn’t going too bad for me,’ Fred thought.

Adam inhaled deeply.

Fighting Spirit: 3 -> 2

Health: 50 -> 55

Attack - Axe

D20 + 6 = 19 (13)

D20 + 6 = 25 (19)

Critical hit!

Mana: 18 -> 17

Ability: Divine Smite

2D6 + 2D3 + 4D6 + 4 = 23 (3, 6)(1, 2)(1, 2, 2, 2)

23 damage!

Attack - Axe

D20 + 6 = 10 (4)

D20 + 6 = 11 (5)

Miss!

Adam’s mind went blank as he focused. He allowed his body to move freely, like water, and slipped through Fred’s defences with his blows. His first blow struck Fred across his shoulder, which flashed hot with the divine magics of Adam’s abilities.

Fred stumbled back, feeling the pain fill him, but upon seeing as he was still up, a though crossed his mind, only for it to disappear as he raised his shield against Adam’s second blow.

‘I’m still up?’

The thoughts within Fred’s mind passed like a picture show, gaining more confidence as the seconds passed while he clashed with Adam.

‘I can do this,’ Fred thought.

Onward Soar: 1 -> 0

Attack - Axe

D20 + 6 = 11 (5)

D20 + 6 = 20 (14)

Hit!

Mana: 17 -> 16

Ability: Divine Smite

1D6 + 1D3 + 2D6 + 4 = 17 (1)(3)(3, 6)

17 damage!

Attack - Axe

D20 + 6 = 17 (11)

D20 + 6 = 26 (20)

Critical hit!

Mana: 16 -> 15

Ability: Divine Smite

2D6 + 2D3 + 4D6 + 4 = 25 (4, 6)(1, 3)(1, 1, 2, 3)

25 damage!

As Fred pressed forward, he walked right into Adam’s axe, which struck him cleanly, and felled the young warrior. He dropped, unable to think any longer as he was brought down.

The Iyrmen who watched the bout clapped their hands as Adam fell into thought.

‘Alright, so I can probably take on most Experts pretty handily, even without a magical weapon,’ Adam realised. It was something he already knew, but this bout with Fred had solidified the knowledge. ‘If they have magical weapons, it will be a little more difficult, but it should be okay. Thanks to all the...’

Adam dropped down and stabilised Fred, just in case, before realising what he had done. ‘Isn’t this bullying?’

Victory!

Fred

XP Gained: +200

XP: 15 400 -> 15 600

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