《My Magical System 》Chapter 188: New Title!
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The Elder Dard Priest altered the soldier's memories. So the soldiers had no idea about the resurrection. All of them believed they only fainted after receiving too many injuries and due to exhaustion.
To make it more believable, Eman instructed the Dark Priest to let those non-crucial wounds and injuries remain.
The healer members were the ones who continued the work of healing the others, using what little magical energy they had left.
One of the soldiers ambered inside the grand hall. After coming inside, he saw the young commander sitting along with the other captains around the table.
Each of them was wearing relaxed expressions. Only the young commander was showing his usual indifferent face.
Now, everyone was looking at him in a new light. He wasn't just someone. A person who could command an army and accomplish the mission against the enemy with ten times their number was not an ordinary person. On top of that, no casualties on their side.
"Sir!" The soldier saluted. "The messengers have already been dispatched. But since they were traveling using the main road, it might take them a week to reach the palace."
"I see. Good job," Eman nodded. "Since everyone was able to rest well, let's start the meeting for the cleanup operation and distribution of spoils of the war. And also, about other things."
"Yes! Commander!"
Everyone replied in unison.
It took them half a day of rest before they started cleaning up the surroundings.
They gathered all the spoils and made a large hole for the corpses outside the village. Everyone was busy. But all of them were happy with their accomplishment.
They needed to secure the perimeter and built a temporary defense tower.
Eman found a good assistant in the form of Kanna. He let her handle all the minor things, such as sending some personnel to act as psychological assistance to the captives who suffered a lot in the hands of the bandits.
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Also, letting her handle the soldiers pleases.
"Waaah! Commander! Where are you!?" She shouted with half-crying when papers were starting to amass on the table in front of her. Eman disliked paper works.
Kanna couldn't believe that the commander tricked her. He said he had something that he needed to do, but in fact, he was just loitering around.
"Ah, Miss Kanna, there are still more," a soldier walked in with a mountain of papers in his hands.
Kanna's eyes turned white as the soul was departing from her mouth.
The soldier looked at her with pity. Well, they needed to find all the valuable papers they could discover in the village.
Eman was currently looking at the village from high ground.
Smoke arises from everywhere in the village. Everyone was so busy. They looked like ants to where he was currently standing.
He already finished giving tasks to the captains of each squad. And he had nothing left to do. Thanks to Kanna though.
While Eman was watching the village, his thoughts drifted to the words of the demon aristocrat.
"Burning Puppet, huh. Kidnapping and Unique Seeds?"
Eman had a strong feeling that they were the same group as the people who abducted Eina before. But he needed to confirm it. It would remain as a guess if he could not verify it.
Also, maybe it led to him discovering the title world traveler. While Eman was contemplating, he suddenly heard a notification sound.
<Ding! New title acquired: Fearsome Commander>
<When in battle, increase 10% Strength, Speed, and Vitality to all the troops under your command>
Hearing this familiar sound made him excited. In his vision, a triangular box appeared. Eman grinned when he read the message in it.
"Fearsome Commander, huh," he mumbled. Looked like whenever he achieved a great feat he would receive a title.
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Well, he had suspected it already, but this time, it further rectify his suspicions. This information was one of those that the system did not mention.
Eman's mouth extended to one side and formed a smile. "Since it was the case, then I have to achieve lots of achievements."
First, he opened his Window Interface. He browsed directly to the status section. "Level 38…" Right, while he was fighting, he noticed a notification that he leveled up.
He needed to distribute all his extra points and some skill points.
"Hm, maybe the Luck attribute can help me get the title a little faster. Honestly, of all the available attributes, only Luck had the invisible effects. It was like a phantom that you weren't aware of when it took effect."
After distributing all his points, he checked his skill. Eman sighed. His newly invented ability, the Rapid Bullet, was not there. But Eman already suspected that it would be like this. Especially that he needed a skill slot to register the skill in his Window Interface.
Though, looking at it, it was useless depending on the Window Interface. Since he wasn't restricted in creating a new skill, there's no point in depending on it.
Eman made a thinking gesture before he realized something.
"I see. It would be much more effective if I only registered the passive skills in the skills slot from now on. And learn active skills through training," He decided.
He had no idea why his system was so different from those protagonists he read in the novel. Maybe because he didn't receive it from a goddess or god?
Even right now, he was still unsure how he got this power. But Eman did not give much interest in it in the meantime.
Nonetheless, he needed to enter his domain.
While Eman was out there wandering around, Kanna already fainted from overwork. Well, actually, she just wanted to see him.
Meanwhile, in the academy, Sol was in a duel against another first-year student.
Little by little, she got used to academy life, but she knew that it wasn't the life she dreamed of. She wanted to stay by Eman's side. It has already been several days since she last saw him. Yet he didn't even contact her or any of his people. She wondered what he was doing at the moment.
Since the Lord's Domain entrance only opened around him, Sol could not enter the domain as well. But they have the means to contact each of the members. It was through a device that the Lord gave them.
The Lord called it a walkie-talkie!
Though only the selected few have it.
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