Name Anton Level 6 Class Seed Race Demi-God Innate Skill The Seed, The Ancor Skills Brawler(lv1), Counter(lv2), Grit(lv3), Duel(lv1). Command Skill Inspiring Presence (Passive) Stats Str 40, Agi 32, Contitution 41, Int 31.

Anton nodded his head in satisfaction after checking the fruit of his labor. This is the benefit of seed class, unlike other classes that improve their status by leveling up or by other external means. He can improve his strength just by staying alive, technically his status can improve infinity but there was also a disadvantage.

Name The High Priestess Ishmerai Level 2 Affinity Light, Water, Death Race Human Innate Skill Duality, Mesmerize, High Priestess Skills Brilliance/Horrify(lv1), Healing Wave/Mind Crush(lv1), Holy Shield/ Black Shield(lv2), Sanctum/Sacrifice (lv1) Unique units Follower of the Ishmerai(Missionary), Church Guardian(Heavy Infantry) Stats Stats Str 30, Agi 20, Contitution 23, Int 73.

'This is quite discouraging.'

Anton thought while checking Ishmerai's status. The Bastion, was in the end, was game so there is no way they will create a broken class make game un-fun others and this was Anton's class drawback. In each level up players and heroes will get rewarded 20 for their primary status, 10 for other ones and it will be increased by each level.

The Seed also receives a status reward on each level but only by 5 giving him no choice but to go out and fight in a field if he wants to get stronger.

Build an iron mine ? Would you like to create a supply route between iron mine and your fortified medium village ?

After confirming his choice, Anton assigned 20 people to his new mine. He doesn't know he is only one in this world or not, he doesn't want to lose his advantage. So, Anton must keep rolling.

"Congratulations, my lord."

After closing the system tab, Anton saw Ishmerai standing in front of him with her usual smile as if nothing happened.

"Ishmerai what is that ?"

Anton asked pointing toward two corrupted goblins following behind Ishmerai.

"Just an emergency shield."

'Shen can do that ?' Thought Anton as he not once saw Ishmerai taking mind broken units back.

"Okay, but don't get too many we don't need any extra mouths."

Holding his poker face, Anton ordered Ishmerai to go back to his village. Arriving at his village Anton immediately send Ishmerai to manage the buildings while himself entered practice ground.

Standing in front of a practice dummy, Anton began to try all kinds of techniques he used during the counter. He began from small things as he knows despite having all the status he still just a normal person who never practiced any kind of art.

*Huu.*

After a deep exhale Anton immediately took a small step forward and threw left punch, at the same time, he pulled left punch he threw right.

*tump, TUMP!*

'Still not fast enough.'

With the following sound, Anton knows during the second punch he still pulled his arm little making the delay. Thinking and doing was still a completely different thing.

Anton was not a genius that can do everything just like any normal person he can only focus on one or two things.

"I got time also I got a problem as well."

While telling himself, Anton continued to practice his one-two combo on a dummy. In each every try he compared to the original form that he used on the counter and fixed his errors one by one.

"Lord."

Hearing familiar voice Anton stopped his practice and face towards the source of the voice there stood Ishmerai.

"What ?"

"I wanted to report that I just finished managing the living quarters and all buildings you requested."

"Did you followed my arrangement ?"

"Yes lord, but I may ask why to prepare spaces for other factions especially for those demi-humans and demons I don't think we need help from those mindless idiots. I think my Bright rose order is enough to fill their role."

Ishmerai was quite a human race supremacist as she thinks the human race as the strongest and most closer to five gods because from as said in holy writing she knows all five gods possed the appearance of a human for her this was proof of human stood above other races.

"Pride and arrogance is nothing but useless thing especially after the whole word reduced into rubble. So I need every bit of advantage I need the last thing I need arrogance pride."

This was Anton's thought as he knows most useless things were racism when everyone about to die. Also from a logical standpoint, every faction has its own advantage and disadvantage.

The light faction Ishmerai proud of was good for sustain but they possed very few units that can deal a strong blow or heal their wound instantly. While death faction units were completely opposite of light as they were all about damage just like glass canon if they can't finish their opponent quickly they annihilated pretty quickly even though they can resurrect themselves.

"Yes, my lord."

Said Ishmerai leaves the training ground. Taking peek at swaying hips Anton immediately went back to his practice.

"Tomorrow, mine and a new blacksmith will be finished so that I can build another mill and farm."

At night while writing down his to-do list Anton went back to his bed. When he right about going to dreamland he suddenly felt something soft and large thing on his face.

'Huh, What? my face feels so heavy.'

'No, not just my face, my whole body feels heavy could I be poisoned !? but what about system message.'

A golden blonde hair and beautiful face along with two large mountains appeared before his eyes.

"Having good night my lord~"

"What are you doing ?"

'Aren't you suppose to priest why are you this sneaky?' Anton cursed inside his mind but at the same time, he didn't forget to enjoy the feelings.

"Just helping lord to have good sleep."

Said Ishmerai while removing her robe showing Anton her naked body.

"Lord I just wanted to warn you about those demi-humans."

'Bullsh*t! you just wanted to stop me from accepting other races, bitch do you really want me to win or what?'

Hearing the sentence Anton immediately understood the purpose of Ishmerai's night visit.