Chapter 194

Chapter 194

“Have you gotten yourself some combat skills since I’ve seen you last Ben?” Abrus asked curiously.

“I mean, yes but they’re level zero so not much good against someone like you.”The original appearance of this chapter can be found at Ñøv€lß1n.

“Come on, give it a go,” Writ told him encouragingly. “Take it from me, you don’t get many chances to fight against a being that powerful without having to worry about being hurt.”

He was planning on declining but felt some curious eyes on him, including Thera’s. They knew he was competent at his actual work and Thera had seen him use his traps to deal with a variety of animals, including a demon horde, they couldn’t help but wonder just how long he’d last.

“Fine, if you think it would be such a good idea then give me a minute. I at least need my equipment.”

“No problem,” The spirit told him, sounding uncomfortably excited as he did. “Thera, let’s have another round while we wait.”

He would have liked to watch, but instead he went to his room and grabbed everything he thought he’d need, namely his knife, his barrier bracelet, and his gun before he headed back out to find their fight had already finished.

“Alright, I think I have everything I need if you want to give it a go,” He said, standing away from the spirit with weapons in hand.

“Sounds good, how hard do you want me to go on you? I can take things a bit easier than I did for Thera and Glob if you want.”

“Just do whatever you want,” He told him, knowing it wouldn’t make much of a difference considering the sheer difference in strength and skill but regretting it as soon as he saw the grin stretch across the other being's face.

“Alright, I’ll do exactly what I want. Writ, call to start, would you?”

“Very well, on go. Three! Two! One! GO!” The satyr called out, bringing a gust of wind with the words as the match ended.

Ben hadn’t even blinked, he simply hadn’t been able to react. By the time he was aware that anything happened the earth spirit was right in front of him, a finger gently pressed against his forehead as Abrus let out a laugh.

Teleportation? No, Abrus has the wrong affinity for that. So it was just speed then? But that’s ridiculous, how fast would he need to be able to move to manage that? So this is what Writ meant by an insurmountable mountain.

“Dad come on, you obviously went too hard!” Thera yelled out at him, annoyance sharp in her tone.

“Haha, sorry honey I just wanted to have some fun! Why don’t we give it a proper try Ben, I’ll only go about as hard as I did for Thera and Glob.”

“Oh well, I ended up making myself busy trying to figure out how to do a bit better next time, but speaking of your dad, just how powerful is he?” Ben asked curiously. “If I didn’t know he couldn’t get space magic I would have thought he’d teleported when he attacked me.”

In all the time Ben had spent trying to figure out how to do better on the next fight, that question was the wall he kept coming up against. He knew great spirits were immensely powerful, but he wasn’t sure how powerful.

Thera took a minute, putting on a thoughtful face as she tried to figure out how to answer. “I can tell you he has a total mana quantity of about a million and a regeneration rate that’s measured in mana gained per second, but beyond that it’s a bit hard to tell. From what I know the system was built before the existence of mana-based lifeforms was known to the gods so it struggles to properly express their other values. For example, their mana and mana regen are both listed with the same numbers as their vitality and vitality regen, so when dad uses a spell, not only does his mana go down but so does his vitality. Strength, agility and stamina are also all listed as zero, even though that’s clearly not the case because his body is made of mana. Literally any speed, force, and effort he can exert comes down to how well he can control the mana that makes up his body, with a bit being burned up by how hard he pushes himself.”

“God damn, okay good to know. I guess I can assume his resistances are all pretty high as well since he isn’t bothered by your charm, but what about his skill level itself? He must be in the third tier unless it’s possible to go beyond that,” It was already clear that winning against her dad would be impossible, but he was going to enjoy going against the futile struggle of it. Everything else he asked was just to sate his own curiosity as Thera caught him off guard by shaking her head.

“A spirit's magic isn’t listed the same way a regular mortal's magic is. In the case of a regular earth spirit, they would have ‘earth spirit magic’ instead of earth magic, and as for my dad, he has great earth spirit magic. Their skills aren’t leveled like a normal mage's magic would be but from what I understand spirits magic is the equivalent of a ninth level mage, while a great spirit is equal to an awakened magic at the ninth level.”

“Wait wait wait, does that mean a standard mortal that made it to the third tier of their magic would be better than your dad?”

“That is... a complicated question. From what I know a typical mage at the third tier wouldn’t have mana anywhere near that of my father. It would actually be shocking if they had mana close to what I possess, but that’s neither here nor there. You could say that from a technical standpoint, they would be better than my dad, being able to do a few things he wouldn’t, but honestly there wouldn’t be much difference when you consider not only the raw power he has access to, but the fact that a spirits affinity to their element is so high it’s probably impossible for a regular person to be born with one that’s even close.”

“Interesting, thanks,” He told her with a smile as he turned to get back to his work, only to feel a firm grip on his arm.

“So if you weren’t disappointed by how your fight went, what the heck is all this?” She asked him as she waved her hand in the air at all of the disks flying around.

“Oh that, I was just experimenting a bit. I thought if I had enough space between me and Abrus when I tried to fight him again I might be able to throw a bunch of these after attaching a few other spells to them, maybe like drain and a few other debuffs to basically create a flying weakening area, but now I’m not so sure. Glad I gave it a try though, it has the side effect of cool things like this.”

He grabbed one of the frisbees as well as her hand, dragging her outside and giving it a throw. They both stood there, watching it gently glide away, presumably until it was stopped by one of the surrounding buildings or trees.

“As long as it doesn’t hit anything that’s going to just keep going until it runs out of mana. Pretty cool, right?” He told her with a stretched-out grin.

“Um, I guess? Kind of defeats the point of what you were hoping to use it for if they would keep flying one you throw them though, doesn’t it?”

“Sure but I made a workaround, not that it matters since I don’t think this idea’s going anywhere.”

“So what are you working on now?”

“Mostly a new way to do barriers since the brace won’t work, just watch, it’s going to be great.”