“Landmines?’, Percival asks confused. Roberion tries to do a brief explanation of the weapons he knows. “So these pesky metallic bows aren’t magically crafted weaponry? What a fool am I, so these metallic disks are capable of vast explosions?”, Percival looks at the landmine apprehensively.
“Yes, and no. Yes, they explode, and by this manual they are landmines that work with pressure plates. And no, I wouldn't say the explosions would be "vast", but if they exploded together, maybe. If we use them in this house, for instance, we could destroy a part of it. But let’s save this for later, there are still things inside the bag”. Saying that they return the crate inside the bag and start checking the last resort crates, and what they found inside would make a demolitionist proud. The crates had more landmines, dynamite sticks, flares and some sort of flammable liquid.
“The owner of this bag really loved some explosions. Exploding all this together would be really mean. I wouldn’t say we could destroy the spaceship hangar, but we could at least do heavy damage on it, but the way it seems, we have plenty of these explosives maniacs going around already. Not that we will be one of them. What we will use this is for some, let’s say, stats upgrades, and you, my dark-red furred friend, will be fundamental to this”. Roberion says that while patting Percival on the back, Percival looks at him with confusion and happiness.
“What do you mean sir?”, Percival takes a tentatively look at the bag.
“What I’m saying is simple logic. You don’t die, but I can die. You don’t feel pain, although the plan is for you to save yourself before the explosion. Every time you finally are destroyed, if that happens, that is, I can roll you again, as I don’t have any more faces unlocked. You will become a knight homing missile, or something like that”.
“By your instruction in the art of modern weaponry, missiles seem like one of the most powerful indeed. And what is better to manifest power than a knight?! I will show you, sir, how dependable I can be. I will make our enemies be combusted by our flames and shattered in pieces by our explosive force.” Percival turn his hands into fists and his fur stands on end, energetic to defeat his enemies. Maybe this time he will be the one to end th——-
“But sir, where I can carry them? You should carry the bag”, Percival feels uneasy with the idea of carry all their valuables.
“For that, we will use some of these clothes to make an improvised bag for you. It wouldn’t be that safe, but it’s better than if you carry by hand. There won’t be a lack of clothing. But let’s first see if one of them are magic, I will test all the items we found, equip and save the useful ones, make a bag for you, and then we leave here, I bet someone will try to look here for items, aside that groups of Nulls, they were focused in looking for the research station.” Roberion starts equipping various items to see what the system would say about them. Most of the time, the clothes and accessories would make him look like a rich merchant, or a noble, by Percival's opinion.
In the end, the Itens that were magically enchanted were a robe, a garb, a pair of boots, the ring and the necklace. “So many explosives and no weapons. Things can’t never be easy, can they? Alright Percival, the plan stays the same. You will be the vanguard, always full of explosives and preferably away from me. My role will be to be your cover, that is until I’m out of ammo.” Percival looks at Roberion, giving a small nod. Nodding back, Roberion takes a last look on the list of items and equip all of them, also taking a look at his stats.
Simple Robe
“Resistent and cheap”
Type: Cloak
Tier: Peak-mundane
Incarnation: Ordinary
Line: None
Enchantment:
[Minor Piercing resistance]: Small protection against piercing damage. Tier and Incarnation dependent.
You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story.
Leather garb
“When you want not to grab too many eyes”
Type: Armor
Tier: Peak-mundane
Incarnation: Touched
Line: Mirage
Enchantment:
[Minor Stealth]: Small degree of stealth for the user. Tier and Incarnation dependent.
Rubber shoes
“They were a bit noisy, I fixed that”
Type: Footwear
Tier: Peak-mundane
Incarnation: Touched
Line: Mirage
Enchantment:
[Minor Silence]: Small degree of silence for the user. Tier and Incarnation dependent.
Ring of Endurance
“Engraved runic ring”
Type: Ring
Tier: Peak-mundane
Incarnation: Witness
Line: Creation
Enchantment:
[Minor Endurance]: Small buff of endurance for the user, 40% of total endurance, limited to 40.
Necklace of the Fanatic Initiate
“The emperor guides my hand”
Type: Amulet
Tier: Peak-mundane
Incarnation: Touched
Line: Creation
Enchantment:
[Minor True Strike]: After item activation, the user's first attack will have 100% dexterity improvement, limited to 80. 24 hours countdown.
STATS
Level
4
Strength
17
Dexterity
18
Intelligence
15
Endurance
18 (+7)
Knowledge
19
Social
8
“Now we are looking good. By the item information, I guess my incarnation is Ordinary, but that’s a worry for later, lets get out of here. I need some levels”. Roberion picks his improvised club and put in his magic bag, taking the guard’s gun he leaves stealthy with Percival on the vanguard, his clothing bag full of landmines, dynamite sticks and some flares.
Exiting the building, there wasn’t that much of a change, aside from the appearance of some insects and critters interested in the deceased decorating the floor. Roberion and Percival don’t waste time, leaving the area fastly and stealthily. They go after the burned husbandry, before keeping going north, not wasting any time looking around, but alert for traps.
Entering the forest, the first thing they noticed was silence, the first thinking for them was that a threat was hidden in the bushes, but as they kept going deeper into the forest, the conclusion is that the battle and mayhem that is happening all around, scared away all the wildlife in the border of the areas of conflict. It didn’t mean they lowered their guard; they kept going as alert as possible.
But alertness is not enough if someone or something wants to end your life. As they get deeper and deeper in the forest, Percival started to get fidgety. “Sir, I hear some weirds sound coming from the surrounding foliage. There is something not right”, Percival speaks quietly. “Alright, let’s follow the plan, but first try to attract it”, Roberion talks back as he level his gun and take a position to shoot.
Percival throws a stone at the bushes. The stone finds something solid, that makes a meaty sound. Not long after, the creatures do a wailing call that is answered by various calls around their position. The first creature shows up. It’s a leathery feline. Their body is slim, without any fur, his black claws corroding the grass, like acid. This trash system can name things in quests, but no, naming creatures that are trying to kill me is too much, Roberion activates his [Minor True Strike], the shot was a bullseye, the bullet hit its eye passing through the back of its head, its claws stops corroding, that was just the start.