Guild Wars

she blanched and stepped back instinctively.
It was totally different to see such a monster through a screen and seeing it in what was almost real life.

The instinctual horror, that irrational human fear, washed over her senses.

The same couldn ’t be said for Riveting Night as she stood firm.
She reached a hand out to Warm Spring and firmly pushed her behind herself.

”Stay behind me, I ’ll handle this. ”

Riveting Night ’s sonorous and lovely voice was like the tinkling of bells of Warm Spring and her heart began to thump a little as her face flushed.

”Okay… ”

Seeing that her trainee was settled, Riveting Night stopped using bloodline techniques because they were too costly.
She was in a game world, so there were a myriad of other ways to vanquish evil.

Riveting Night crouched low, like a viper about to strike.
Her breathing became steady and her posture taut.

The groggy Beholder managed to regain clarity and roared with anger.
How dare this piece of food even attempt to fight back? Her destiny was to be devoured by it, so how dare she reject such good grace?

The typical fighting style of Beholders was either through mental manipulation or beams of light, both of which just happened to be what the Amaterasu Lineage was good at.

The Beholder got to understand the unfairness of ’same element immunity ’, when a beam of yellowish light that it fired from its auxiliary eyes was directly slapped away by Riveting Night.

Of course, Riveting Night did not use her bare hands to do so, but rather coated her palms with her own light energy.
Hers was much purer and finer, something which a mere Mini-Beholder would never be able to emulate.

With a roar, it decided to up the tempo but firing a deluge of beams, using its flexible tentacles to place each eyeball in a position that would allow the fired beams to merge halfway through the shot.

The converged beam was truly heartstopping to look at, with its size and speed.
Yet, Riveting Night used two hands to grab this beam of light before throwing it aside like it was some filth.

This did extreme mental and emotional damage to the beholder.
It was the equivalent of having a girl pull down your pants and begin to laugh when she saw what you considered to be your donger of power.

Riveting Night flitted forward, her momentum extreme and ephemeral.
In terms of movement, she was far more profound than Draco.
Her body flitted around like a leaf in the wind, steadily approaching the Mini-Beholder while avoiding its fired beams.

Seeing her continue to approach without being stopped, the Beholder finally began to panic as the feeling of demise washed over it.
It could smell the stench of the River Styx, as well as hear the calls of the boatman.

With a roar, it finally used its central eye to cast a wide range light beam that was supported by all its small eyeballs.
At this point, conserving energy to deal with the second human was pointless if it died here.

Unfortunately, its desperate attack simply curved around Riveting Night, like some sort of light shield had enveloped her.
This allowed her to burst with maximal forward momentum, using her short swords to slice the Mini-Beholder into two halves!

A Specialist Rank monster with almost a 1000 hp had been killed in one hit!

When Warm Spring saw this, her small eyes widened like saucers.
She wasn ’t like typical players who were largely ignorant of the difference in monster ranks.
A Specialist was a monster that a party of four equal level semi-pros could barely vanquish.

There were of course, pros and experts who could solo a Specialist monster, as everyone got used to the combat system of Boundless, but they could not do so in one hit.

The Vice Guildmaster was a human monster!

Riveting Night shook her hands a little, allowing her short swords to dissipate like mist as they returned to her inventory.
Her eyes locked onto the chest and she gestured to the frozen Warm Spring.

”Open it. ”

Her command to Warm Spring startled her.
She didn ’t expect to be the one to receive this honor, but she didn ’t waste the Vice Guildmaster ’s time.
She directly walked up to the chest, took it and opened it.

A warm light glowed from the chest as the lid opened to reveal an item laying within.

Warm Spring took out the item and was startled to find that it was a long white staff that was smooth and jade-like.
At the top was a light blue gem that reflected gentle colors.

One could not help but get a positive feeling when looking at it.

｢Noble Light – Stave (Holymancer only)

Rank: Rare

Heal spd: 13

Heal: 135-256

Effect: Healing mastery +20, Healing boost +40%｣

It was all around a pretty good Rare item, but what made Warm Spring slightly baffled was the (Holymancer only) tag on the item.
How could she have drawn an item that was not only Rare, but just so happened to be class locked?

Riveting Night gazed at the weapon and nodded.
”This is your first lesson.
A Holymancer is the Child of the Gods and the world is your cradle.
You have no attacking power whatsoever, but your ability to heal is unmatched. ”

Riveting Night crossed her arms and spoke softly.
”The world is fair, despite what people believe.
For every convenience, there is an equal and opposite inconvenience and vice versa.
More often than not, people are either unwilling or unable to turn their situation around. ”

Riveting Night pointed to Warm Spring this time.
”You are different.
For the purpose of Boundless, consider the Holymancer class to be similar to those Sons and Daughters of Heaven from Asian lore.
Even when you face death that should be inescapable, you will have a path to survival always present, as long as you can grasp it. ”

”Let me guess, you allocated your points mostly into luck, intelligence and spirit, right? ”

Warm Spring was shocked at first, but soon found it reasonable.
To be able to guess her point allocation should be obvious enough if the Vice Guildmaster already knew so much about her class.

”Mmhm.
I chose those three stats because… I wanted to be a lucky mage… ”

Her cute face reddened as she admitted this and her glasses drooped a bit.
She clutched he stave tightly and slightly lowered her head.

She had been called childish and immature for her age for so long that she believed that anything she did fell into that category.
However, instead of being mocked, she was stunned to hear Riveting Night ’s reply.

”Brilliant idea.
Luck is an immensely important stat in the end game.
You had the right idea, which was why you were awarded such a powerful class. ”

Riveting Night only said this casually and was her honest opinion.
This mentally ill woman would never praise someone other than Draco, unless what the person did was genuinely clever and deserved it no matter what.

She didn ’t think it would be a big deal, but to Warm Spring, it was.

To a wealthy upper-class fellow, buying a meal for a homeless person wasn ’t a big deal, he spent much more during dates and stuff.
However, to the homeless man, this was no different from being cared for by an angel.

To an introverted and shy person like Warm Spring, hearing such praise was like being bathed in the waters of heaven.
Especially since the Vice Guildmaster was so scary and evil.
Such a person would not care for her feelings when speaking.

To give out such praise and so casually, it was a rare occurrence for the usually mocked and bullied Warm Spring.
Her emotions roiled about and her mind spun.

In truth, this was how people usually became attached to others.
By giving them something they never had or were deprived of, a sudden emotional attachment would form that made the latter party vulnerable.

Now, Riveting Night was more than just a Vice Guildmaster to Warm Spring.

She clutched the edge of her robe and mustered up her courage, speaking out shakily and hesitantly.

”T-Thank you… B-Big S-Sister… ”

Her breathing stilled as she waited tepidly for Riveting Night ’s response.

However, instead of being reprimanded, she felt a gentle pat on her head.
She looked up to see Riveting Night ’s hood near her face, and within, she could barely see a visage that almost made her mind shatter.

No one should be that beautiful… it went against the heavens will…

”If you want to be my Little Sister, I do not mind.
However, I have high requirements for my Little Sisters, so you have to keep up. ”

Warm Spring shook off her shock and her eyes gleamed with excitement, fulfillment and relief.

”Yes! ”

That one word contained her conviction to become the best she could be, not only for her new Big Sister, but for herself.

Riveting Night nodded.
This Warm Spring ’s character was truly good, she really liked her.
As such, Riveting Night planned to add a bit more to Warm Spring ’s training for her own benefit.

Turning around, Riveting Night walked briskly.
She half-turned to Warm Spring and said;

”Try to keep up.
We have a lot to cover. ”