Chương 118: A Brand New Panel

Your bard level has been increased to 7.

[The richness of the gift packs has been increased; in the future, you can obtain Tier 4 spells and Tier 4 combat skills from the gift packs.] Your all attributes have increased by 1 point, and you have gained 1 free attribute point.

[Your Charm attribute has reached 20 points, surpassing the limits of normal humans. Your casting speed and power have been significantly improved, and your mana consumption has decreased. From now on, even if you don't actively cast charm spells, your voice and smile will make ordinary people fall for you.] [You have learned a 4th-tier spell: Phantom Slayer - You designate a visible creature within 40 meters, peer into its nightmares to materialize its deepest fears, and thereby create an illusion that only the target can see, causing the target to panic and suffer continuous psychological damage.] Note: "Please stop! Don't let me see Dong Zhuo and Lü Bu in the middle of my erotic dreams again!" —A poor soul with 350234 views accidentally found while searching for doujinshi.

Wow, what a great harvest!

It not only boosts all attributes but also introduces new high-level magic. Moreover, this magic is not only extremely difficult to defend against as it deals mental damage, but its casting range is also a full 4 meters!

With this, combined with his own speed, if he were to encounter a combination like Bill and Jason, he could easily kite them to death without even making a move!

Speaking of which, the reward for reaching Charm 20 is quite good — can you get this effect as long as your attribute exceeds 20 points?

Looking at his own agility and constitution, which had reached 18 points, as well as a full 3 points of free attribute, he immediately became eager to fight.

However, considering that there is no immediate crisis, he did not make a choice between the two.

He then opened the gift package containing the oil painting.

[You have learned a 3rd-tier spell: Dispel Magic - Target a creature, object, or location within 40 meters and terminate the effects of any 3rd-tier or lower-tier spells affecting that target. If your Charisma is high enough, there is a chance to dispel higher-tier spell effects.] Note: "If possible, I'd still prefer you to kiss me directly instead of chanting spells over me; I have PTSD from that." —The Frog Prince Dispelling magic — although it's not a spell that directly harms people, it's still quite useful.

Not bad not bad~ Richard accepted the gift with satisfaction and then checked his account one last time.

Name: Richard Targaryen Race: Human [Profession: Bard Iv7 (Experience 261/350)] [Attributes: Strength 16 (+1), Agility 18, Constitution 18, Intelligence 15, Perception 15, Charisma 20] [Standard Skills: Performance (Proficient), Persuasion, Elvish, Thief Slang, Water Stream Rock Smash (Proficient)] [Extraordinary Skills - Spells: Harsh Words (Tier 0), Light Spell (Tier 0), Charm Spell (Tier 1), Maniacal Laughter (Tier 1)] (Level 1), Recreation (Level 1), Inspiration (Level 1), Requiem (Level 2), Vajra Shield (Level 2), Shattering Sound Wave (Level 2) Tier 1, Silver Light Whisper (Tier 2), Scorching Metal (Tier 2), Guardian Rune (Tier 3), Summon Horde (Tier 3), Dispel Magic (Tier 3), Phantom Assassin (Tier 4) [Extraordinary Skills - Combat Techniques: Wild Slash (Tier 1), Charged Heavy Strike (Tier 2), Power of the Fountain (Tier 2), Vortex Power (Tier 3)] [Talents: Enhanced Dark Vision, Beast Intuition, Luck, and Physical Strength] Specialties: Eye of Insight, Battlefield Spellcasting, Lightning Speed, Athlete, Powerful Spells, Swordsmanship Prodigy [Title: Fearless Man, Rogue] Free attribute points: 3 Attributes, spells, combat skills, talents, and feats—a long list has accumulated in all aspects.

Not to mention bards of the same level, even mages of a higher level might not have as many tricks up their sleeves as he does.

Thinking of this, Richard couldn't help but proudly curl the corners of his mouth.

"Hey, haven't you had enough of lying down yet?"

Just then, two round, dark shapes barged into his field of vision.

As he crossed the mountain peak, he saw Grace's mischievous grin.

"What's wrong? You're already out of energy? Do you want me to carry you back?"

"Forget it, if others see me from afar, they'll think I died a glorious death—but if you could give me a lap pillow, I'd be happy to accept it."

"Just like when we first met?"

"Just like when we first met."

Grace chuckled and, without the slightest hesitation, placed Richard's head on her round, soft thighs. Richard, without any hesitation, lay down and comfortably enjoyed the moment.

However, he didn't enjoy it for long.

After all, although the culprit is dead, there is still a lot of work to be done to clean up the mess.

In less than half a minute, he stood up again, picked up the equipment left behind by Vespera, and then hurried back with Grace.

They also found Elsa on the way—the little girl hadn't run far at all, but stopped because she was worried about Richard.

Now that Richard has returned safely, she threw herself into his arms again without saying a word.

After rubbing against her for a while, she noticed Grace next to her. Thinking of the majestic red dragon from earlier, she instantly understood what was going on.

Richard then winked at her.

The little girl understood and immediately made a shushing gesture, indicating that she would keep the secret.

After making the gesture, she couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth, feeling that she had gotten a little closer to Richard and Grace.

Finally, the three of them returned together to Viscount Cole's castle.

One minute ago.

Inside the castle, Isabella and the others had just finished the battle.

"Who... who are you? Why do you know the swordsmanship exclusive to our royal family?! I—" The prince was knocked to the ground, staring at Isabella in disbelief, eager to get an answer.

The latter simply shook his head, stepped forward, and knocked the man unconscious with the hilt of his sword.

"Although I know you were somewhat under a spell, your behavior has indeed brought shame to the royal family—so please shut up now."

After betraying her master and ancestors, the princess turned to the others and asked, "Have you seen Richard and Grace? And Vespera?"

Holcher replied, "I don't know. We only found a room covered in runes but empty, and a smashed window on the west side—"

"So, they might have engaged Vespera in combat and then chased him out of the castle?"

Isabella frowned and immediately gathered her men to prepare for an expedition to provide support.

But before they could even set off, Richard, Grace, and Elsa appeared on the horizon.

Richard waved to the crowd, then patted Aisha on the shoulder, and finally took Vespera's eye patch out of his dimensional bag and threw it on the grass.

Under the bright sunshine, he laughed heartily and said, "I have fulfilled my mission!"

Everyone froze in place.

The vampire count, whom everyone thought would need to gang up on, actually died? At the hands of this poet and his female companion?

Just how strong are they?

and---- Why does this poet named Richard seem even more radiant than when they first joined forces?

For a moment, the chief knight, Holcher, Jon and others felt admiration and respect once again, while Jonia and Josie even blushed slightly.

"Richard—" Isabella was also stunned for a moment, then quickly jumped out of the castle through the gap and embraced Richard, Grace and Elsa.

Then she turned, drew her sword, and used the tip to lift Vespera's blindfold from the ground. Pointing it at the crowd like a waving flag, she shouted, "We have won!"

The next second, thunderous cheers resounded across the battlefield.