Chương 57: Upgrade

There's not much to say about what happened next.

No matter how strong Harald's Butcher form is, it's impossible for him to fight two opponents at once, especially since one of them is an extremely wealthy paladin and the other is simply a humanoid dragon.

Under the combined attack of the crowd, Harald was forced back to his original form and collapsed to the ground.

Richard stopped Grace from delivering the final blow and went to her himself.

"you……"

Harald, his face covered in blood, struggled to lift his head and look at Richard.

At that moment, he suddenly realized something.

The red-haired female warrior went mad after the poet was taken away.

The paladin was imprisoned properly, but he only escaped after the poet went underground.

And in that fight just now, he clearly had such a huge advantage, yet he was completely outmaneuvered...

Damn it, so the poet was the key after all!

How could I, I, have lost to such a weak poet?! Why?!

"... If you have any sense of honor, then... then don't hide behind a woman, and have a one-on-one duel with me!"

"ha?"

Richard tilted his head.

Don't you know that we poets have an unlimited right to live off women?

This is a highly attractive profession, Old Deng!

Seeing that Richard was unmoved by his words, Harald continued to curse:

"Don't think you've won! Lord Aidan's iron hooves will eventually trample this world, and you will all become sacrifices for slaughter! It will be an apocalypse from which no one can escape! Lord Aidan will..."

The further he spoke, the calmer Harald's expression became.

In the end, even the fear and anger on his face disappeared, replaced by a strange smile.

"... I'll be waiting for you at the finish line."

"There are a lot of people waiting for me, go get a number and join the queue."

Richard sensed something was off. He made a mental note of the name Aidan, and then, without wasting any more time, plunged his sword into Harald's throat.

Pfft!

With the latter's death, that strange atmosphere vanished.

Then, the words that appeared before his eyes made Richard's lips curl into a smile once again.

[Team up with teammates to kill a level 9 Killer Samurai, gain 20 experience points] Ha, I made the right bet!

Although he relied on the power of Isabella and Grace, because this guy was of a high level and he was deeply involved, he was still able to get enough experience!

Then, more text appeared: [You have accumulated enough experience. Would you like to upgrade your job level?] Your bard level has been increased to 5.

Your all attributes have increased by 1 point, and you have gained 1 free attribute point.

[The richness of the gift packs has been increased; in the future, you can obtain Tier 3 spells and Tier 3 combat skills from the gift packs.] [You have learned the 3rd tier spell: Guardian Engraving - You can engrave nearly invisible patterns on surfaces such as desktops, floors, or between pages of a book. When a specific object steps on or destroys the pattern, it triggers a magical effect (fire, freezing, acid, lightning or thunder damage, or some spell you have mastered).] Remarks:

"Want to completely offend your friend over one meal? Put laxatives in his food, then carve this magic pattern onto the toilet seat!" — Sigma, the Shit-Bombing Pirate Aha~ It's finally upgraded!

Is this guard engraving essentially a smart landmine...?

Richard stroked his chin and then opened the panel.

His panel at this time looks like this: Name: Richard Targaryen Race: Human [Occupation: Bard lv5 (Experience 116/180)] [Attributes: Strength 15 (+1), Agility 15, Constitution 13, Intelligence 14, Perception 13, Charisma 18] [Standard Skills: Performance (Proficient), Persuasion, Elvish, Thief Slang, Water Stream Rock Smash] [Extraordinary Skills - Spells: Harsh Words (Tier 0), Charm (Tier 1), Maniacal Laughter (Tier 1), Repose (Tier 1), Inspiration (Tier 1), Requiem (Tier 2), Vajra Shield (Tier 2), Shattering Sonic Wave (Tier 2), Silver Light Whisper (Tier 2), Guardian Rune (Tier 3)] 【Extraordinary Skill - Combat Art: Wild Slash (Tier 1)】 [Talents: Enhanced Dark Vision, Beast Intuition, Luck] [Specialties: Eye of Insight, Battlefield Spellcasting, Rapid Movement] Title: The Fearless One Free attribute points: 1 After admiring it for a while, Richard closed the system with satisfaction.

Turning around, they found that everyone had stopped cheering and started cleaning up the battlefield.

Especially the dwarf with the iron hammer, who was hammering away at the armor on the corpses, his face full of the joy of his harvest, but he was muttering something about how it was far inferior to the craftsmanship of his hometown.

Richard pursed his lips and remarked, "What an energetic fellow."

After the initial excitement of victory wore off, he felt extremely tired, to the point that his steps were unsteady...

Puff Girl~ Just then, something soft supported his body from behind.

Richard turned around in surprise and found that Grace had somehow gotten behind him and was gently putting her arm around him.

The red copper dragon lady said softly, "If you're tired, you can lean on me and rest for a while~" As he examined the position of the other person's hands, he imagined what was supporting his back. He narrowed his eyes, unsure whether to fully enjoy it or pretend to blush and refuse a couple of times before indulging.

Ok……

Anyway, it doesn't matter how it goes since the object of my affections is Grace.

Richard simply tilted his head back and rested the back of his head on it.

What he didn't know was that in Grace's heart, a certain red dragon was already on the verge of madness.

"Damn it, Grace, don't you find it disgusting! You said those things before, and now you're being all lovey-dovey, it's really..."

"Huh? Did I say anything?"

Grace smiled slightly and said, "Anyway, you don't have a chance this time. Let's talk about new terms next time we encounter a crisis. For now... don't disturb me from enjoying this wonderful reunion~" After saying that, she secretly pinched her own butt, silencing Zoya.

after awhile……

Grace saw Isabella and Amelie approach, gently tapped Richard's forehead with her finger, and said, "Break time's over, you womanizing poet, your new best friend is here~"

"No, what does 'womanizing poet' mean?"

"Oh, right, there is repetition. After all, what poet in this world isn't a womanizer?"

"Let's talk about some dwarf jokes instead..."

Richard and Grace exchanged a few words, then Richard composed himself and went to Isabella's side.

Isabella smiled and asked, "Did I disturb you?"

Richard raised his hands to indicate that he had absolutely no idea.

Then he noticed that Isabella and Amelie looked ready to leave, and frowned, asking, "You two, you're not planning to leave now, are you?"

Isabella nodded.

Richard was somewhat puzzled.

According to the normal procedure, the group should then chat, clean up the battlefield, distribute the spoils, return to Phoenix City, and find a tavern to celebrate...

Skipping over these points and leaving immediately seems a bit too hasty.

Isabella could guess what he was thinking, and slowly explained:

"You know, Amelie and I aren't adventurers; we came here for something else."

"We were unexpectedly stranded these past two days, which caused a lot of delays in our work. So, unfortunately, we have to return to Phoenix as soon as possible and can no longer travel with you."

Before I leave, I have a few words I'd like to say to you...