《Lone: The Wanderer [Dropped Version (includes original draft of the rewrite's first volume)]》Book 3 Chapter 90: Melancholy and Soul-Reinforcement
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Lone's Love Description
Created by Lone Immortus with an unidentifiable magic. It should have been impossible to create such an item, but Lone Immortus' unique magic made the impossible possible.
This wand was created with the sole purpose of fully utilising the Elder Tylwyth Teg's Illusion and Enchantment Magic to allow a more efficient use of both.
This wand has the potential to grow an ego.
Rank Mythic Stats Durability: 5,000,000/5,000,000 Magic Amplification: 5,000 Magic Conservation: 2,500 Magic Reflection: 1,000 Magic Regeneration: 500 Weight: 2 Abilities Passively grants [Wand Mastery] Beginner Level 10 to the wielder. Reduces the cost of all Illusion and Enchantment magic by 60%. May only be used by the hosts, Lone Immortus and Eolande.
Eolande hugged the wand made of ancient world-tree wood which also had a massive jewel, a million-year-old yellow-sapphire, fixed to its head. A look of content was strewn across her face.
Lone frowned as he tossed several new and empty mana orbs towards her. "I don't get why you gave it such a weird name... Anyway, I'm heading to the Grand Technique Hall, so fill those up when you've got time, 'kay? That wand took way too much mana to create."
"It's a sign of our unending love, silly Husband, and of course, even I understand that one-hundred million MP was far too costly. Thank you again, Husband, this will help me a lot," Eolande replied bashfully as she stuck her tongue out.
"Whatever," Lone waved his hand dismissively and left his workshop to find Kyuubi and Sophie.
In the living room, he found Eko and Fep sitting on one side of the room while on the other side was Breena with Sophie and Kyuubi, both of which were sleeping.
"Afternoon," Lone greeted as he nodded his head in Fep and Eko's direction.
"Hi, Lone," Fep waved back cheerfully while Eko laughed lightly.
"So Kyuubi really wasn't your pet, huh? That surprised me," Eko admitted as he gazed at the sleeping mother and daughter pair.
"Yup," Lone replied as he walked over to Sophie and stroked her hair lightly, rousing her from her slumber. He leaned down and wiped away to drool that had started to dribble out of her mouth before he added, "Eolande was the only one that treated her like a mount, so I suppose I can understand your misunderstanding."
Fep smiled and said, "Well, Sophie did have a habit of stroking her and cooing at her like one would to a pet, so Koko's mistake wasn't unreasonable."
Lone turned around and looked at the Changeling and monk combo. "'Koko'?"
Eko's cheeks flushed over. "His childish nickname for me."
Lone smirked. "It's cute. Let me know when you two are gonna hook up, okay? I've already made some celebratory gifts just in case."
Fep laughed before he wrapped his thin arm around Eko's muscular neck. "Duly noted, Lone."
Eko shot to his feet and glared at Lone. "Now you're teasing me as well?! Wanna fight?!"
Lone chuckled as he took Kyuubi into his arms and gently sat her on his neck before he took Sophie's hand and began leaving the room. "I'm a bit busy, but sure, I'll beat you up another time."
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Without giving the monk a chance to retort, Lone fled the room as he pulled the sleepy Sophie along after Breena had leapt into his shadow.
Fep stood up and gently placed a hand on Eko's shoulder. "Any time you want, that beautiful barmaid is waiting for you."
Eko felt all of the hairs on his back stand on end as a chill ran up his spine. However, something in the far reaches of his mind was ebbing away at him and telling him that maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea to simply succumb to the temptation of a beautiful woman, even if the person inside of the body was an annoying man who constantly made fun of him?
Many Wood Elves and High Elves stared at Lone with fascination and confusion in their eyes as he and Sophie walked down the streets of the world tree's crown.
"Is that a baby on his head?"
"It looks like it... But I thought that the Nine-tails was the only Foxkin from the outsiders? Where did that baby come from?"
"No, you're forgetting the two Crimson Foxkin."
"Ah, you're right. He kinda overshadows everyone else in that group, especially after what happened yesterday with ex-Elder Foru and ex-Elder Shan'len."
"That's true, but still, I thought that Foxkin rarely got pregnant due to how inherently powerful their races were."
"Well, it had to be one of the Crimson Foxkin, right? After all, interspecies relations are impossible."
"Yeah, how weird, plus, that baby looks at least a year old."
Breena, from within Lone's shadow, sighed heavily and grimaced upon hearing the speculations of the peanut gallery.
Lone himself didn't take any notice and simply kept walking towards the Grand Technique Hall. Sophie was very embarrassed and a bit jealous of the words of these strangers so she clung even tighter to Lone's hand.
After roughly five minutes of walking, the two of them reached the large building that Lone had previously tried to storm into. Waiting for them at the entrance was a familiar face.
"Al'ka? I thought you were busy swimming in paperwork," Lone said playfully as he greeting Her Highness' bodyguard who had a very tired look on his face.
Weakly laughing, Al'ka replied, "His Majesty, King Ele'hunda, personally asked me to guide you around the technique hall to make sure that you didn't cause any trouble. So even if I still need to finish Her Highness' reports that had piled up during our little 'adventure', I have no choice but to be here today."
"That sucks. Oh well, better get started now. I have eight chances to take techniques if I remember correctly, right?" Lone said as he followed Ak'la through the large wooden ornate doors.
"Yes. To give you a brief explanation of how those chances work, each technique requires a certain amount of chances based solely on the potential of the skill. The lowest possible amount needed is only a single chance," Al'ka explained as he walked up to the building's reception desk and began speaking to the Wood Elf sat behind it.
Lone looked around and adjusted his Dwarven-styled glasses as he gazed at the numerous bookshelves. Kyuubi felt Lone's head shifting around and she lazily opened her eyes before she grabbed his fluffy ears and used them as handles to keep her balance.
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Lone could easily ignore this even though it would usually force any normal Foxkin to their knees due to how sensitive their ears were. Luckily, Sophie had a bad habit of gripping and biting them during bedtime activities which had only helped to increase Lone's Physical Pain Resistance skill.
A few minutes passed before Al'ka turned back around. His eyes landed on Kyuubi and he smiled warmly. "She's very cute. I'm assuming this is your daughter, Kyuubi? You did mention that she wasn't actually a Fox during our trip from the Crimson Foxkin Clan to the world tree, did you not?"
Lone and Sophie smiled. "Isn't she? Yup, this adorable little ball of joy is Kyuubi. We still don't know everything, but she's finally back in her Foxkin form, so it's progress I suppose."
Al'ka stepped forwards and gently stroked Kyuubi's head while he avoided touching Lone or disturbing the child herself. "Children are wonderful, aren't they?" Al'ka commented a bit absentmindedly.
Sophie responded, "Do you want kids?"
"Yes, I do. It's a shame my life is tied to her Highness' and I can't possibly find the time to settle down." Al'ka's voice contained a certain melancholic tone that resonated with Sophie.
The young Cosmos-ranked being's mind was reminded of the time that she was too busy adjusting to her new life on Altros that she was blind to the love that was right in front of her. She chose not to say anything to Al'ka, but Sophie clearly felt like she was seeing her recent self in this High Elf.
"Well, Lone," Al'ka said as he began gesturing to the many bookcases that held thousands of thick tomes amongst them, "Tell me, what kind of skills are you looking for? I'd rather we didn't spend all day here browsing through each and every one, so if you could tell me your preferences, I'll see what I can do," he added.
Lone held his chin and closed his eyes as he began thinking. "Hmm, I'd like anything related to souls and healing magic, I suppose."
Lone's interest in souls was purely generated from the fact that soul oracles existed. He wanted to have the power to protect himself and all of his friends from such people were he or they to ever get into a conflict with a powerful and dangerous soul oracle.
On the other hand, his desire for healing magic was to allow him to mask his Basic Regeneration and his Creation Magic in the future since it drew far too much unwanted attention to himself.
While Lone did want to be noticed by those in power so he could gain more clues on the gods that summoned both Sophie and him to this world, he didn't want the wrong kind of attention being thrown his way as it had been in both Milindo and here in the eastern world tree.
"That's a very specific request," Al'ka noted as he began scanning a stack of papers that the receptionist had handed him, presumably to find some skills and techniques that matched Lone's request.
"Well," Lone replied. "I have very specific needs."
"Indeed." Al'ka flipped through several sheets of paper before he returned them to the receptionist. "It looks like we have a single skill manual related to souls and about five-hundred related to healing, most of which are based on nature magic."
"Five hundred, huh?" Lone pondered for a moment before he said, "How many are there if you narrow them down to just ones that stimulate recovery but don't directly heal themselves?"
"Give me a moment," Al'ka asked as he recalled each of the five-hundred healing techniques and organised them in his mind. "Seventeen do what you said. Ah, by the way, the soul skill costs five-chances, so that would only leave you with three for the healing technique."
"That's fine. Choose which of those seventeen is the best and costs exactly three-chances, please. I only need one skill," Lone replied a bit dismissively. 'It's just a cover-up for my unique magic anyway.'
"Are you sure?" Al'ka asked with a concerned expression on his handsome face.
It was very rare to get a single chance to gain a skill from the Grand Technique Hall, let alone eight of them, and Lone's nonchalant attitude made Al'ka grow suspicious that Lone didn't realise how great of an opportunity he truly had right now.
"It's fine," Lone replied with a smile.
Currently, no one knew about Lone's Growth Accelerator skill except for himself and The Wanderers excluding Rachel. So naturally, nobody was aware of the fact that it allowed him to gain any skill that he practised a bit, or was used on him, and the fact that this skill unlocked the full potential of every single skill he owned.
So Lone's current mindset was simply that he wanted to gain a cover-up healing ability and another skill that would increase his knowledge and powers over souls. Anything else that was contained in these halls meant nothing to him since he could learn it through experience in the future.
Regardless, if there truly was an incredibly powerful skill hidden away in these halls, then Lone would just have to earn more chance points to obtain it.
It would be clear for anyone that personally knew Lone when he was still on Earth, that were they to see his thoughts, they'd see that his mind still worked in the ways of a gamer from time to time.
Lone was under the assumption that he could infinity earn chance-points if he put his mind to it just like how he would be able to farm for items in any of the games that he previously played on his computer.
"Well... It is your decision, Lone. We'll go see the soul skill first. It was traded to us by the Great Soul Oracle, Rakmul. He called it 'Soul Reinforcement'. No one has been able to learn it in over twenty-thousand years, so its price has gone down from twenty-chances to only five."
"That's a pretty steep discount," Lone noted.
"Indeed. However, you are a Soul Oracle, so perhaps you might be the first person to learn this powerful technique in the entire history of our world tree?" Al'ka asked with a short laugh.
"Here's hoping," Lone replied happily.
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