Chapter 3023 Crystal Hunting (Part 1)
Kelia had to admit that she had been reckless while dealing with monsters, hostile Emperor Beasts, and plant folk that threatened Wyrmhold but there was a reason she was so confident in her abilities.
Her equipment had been crafted by Baba Yaga herself and it was made of Davross.
Also, as the host of the Horseman of Dusk, even though she had a bright green mana core she was harder to kill than a Divine Beast. Kelia rushed into battle not because of youthful stupidity but to gain invaluable experience.
With Dusk and her equipment, she could take risks that no one else could. By putting herself into life-or-death situations, she honed her battle instinct and learned to suppress fear and hesitation in the face of stronger opponents.
'What point does it have to have an immortal body if I keep being afraid of getting hurt?' She thought. 'Baba Yaga's seal doesn't affect Dusk's regenerative abilities. I can afford to take one death blow or two if it means killing my enemy.'
"Please, I'm a student of the six great academies." Kelia actually said. "I have met dozens of demanding Professors. I can tell the difference between teaching and nagging."
"Fine!" Farg raised her hands with the palms out. "Since this is our last day together, I might as well admit it. You are right. I've been nagging at you because I'm envious of you."
"You? Envious of me?" Kelia almost crashed against a Cron (bird-type magical beast) from surprise.
Farg was a beautiful woman and a charismatic leader. With her violet core and uncanny mastery of Spirit Magic, Kelia couldn't think of a single reason Farg should be envious of a brat like her.
"Yes." Farg sighed. "Even after everything you went through as an orphan, you managed to enroll in one of the six great academies of the Empire. Your talent is so great that the Magic Empress noticed you after the first exam and she adopted you.
"For the gods' sake, she trusts you so much that she Awakened you. As for me, I had to work my ass off to get into the Corps first and then into the Corpse. I've risked my life for the Royals countless times since I graduated from the Crystal Griffon but they didn't Awaken me, let alone adopt me. ReAd latest chapters at novelhall.com Only
Orc shamans were not only Awakened, but they could also use their link with mana crystals to bestow regular people effects similar to Invigoration and negate enemy spells at a moment's notice.
Balors were powerful warriors who, despite their inability to use magic above tier three, could single-handedly dispose of a monster horde thanks to their wings and Evil Eyes.
Both monsters and undead worked in exchange for a share of the mines, but their services were well worth it. The Kingdom and the Empire couldn't afford to deploy the troops necessary to protect their respective overseas outposts.
Losing a bit of resources was worth saving the thousands of lives of their citizens that monster tides and lost cities would reap.
"I'm not a fan of undead, but I'd hit that." Kelia pointed at a handsome orc shaman who in his unfallen state was a dark-skinned elf and at a bare-chested Balor whose body was a symphony of muscles.
After a Divine Beast had been proclaimed Supreme Magus of the Kingdom and the Headmaster of the White Griffon had married a Dryad, the public opinion toward the other races and mixed couples was slowly changing.
Especially after Elysia had shocked the Kingdom during her introduction Gala and Dhiral was showing more of his intelligence. Some even said that Manohar the Second wasn't just a second name, but a prophecy.
On top of that, life in Jiera was already hard.
Anyone could die at any time, making the social barriers in the outposts even thinner. Many soldiers courted the so-called reverted monsters, making female orcs and Balors giggle like little girls.
"Kelia!" Farg spat out a mouthful of her stew. "You are still a child. Also, I called dibs on Ba'rai."
"Please." Kelia chuckled. "I'm not a child. I'm fifteen. Next year I'll be considered an adult. Also, you have attended an academy as well. Compared to what happens there, this is a temple of purity."
"That's true." Farg sighed, looking at the Balor way longer than it was polite while wondering if to invite him to Darmoq.