Cassandra

Year 820 | Month 4 | Day 18

The first day after the sea monsters started to appear wasn’t that bad. Just one monster every couple dozen minutes or so. And nothing that a simple bolt of Wrath Lightning couldn’t handle.

But after night fell and the moon crossed past halfway through the sky?

Then things became more annoying.

I sigh as I throw another bolt of Wrath Lightning at and approaching school of Tier 3 sea monsters, only to follow it up with two more right afterwards.

This is becoming annoying.

I glance back at the deck from my place sitting on top of the little dragon’s head mount at the very front of the ship with my legs swinging back and forth with the rocking of the boat. And what I find are the Aultans – specifically the king, his sons, and the highest leveled hunters including a couple Tier 3s and a couple dozen Tier 2s close to the Tier Breach Mission – fighting with harpies and sirens that tried boarding the ship.

Both rather disgusting creatures. The harpies because they use illusion magic to trick their opponents before rushing through the air to grab them with their sharp talons, then attempting to fly away with their bird-like wings. And the sirens because they like to charm the people on the ship.

Although their charm doesn’t exactly work on anyone here, so they aren’t much of a problem.

Who would’ve thought that being at peak Tier 2 or higher would make us all immune to the Tier 3 sirens’ song?

Not that it would’ve worked on me either way, considering that their song only targets men.

It was rather amusing to watch a beautiful looking siren in human form walk up to the king while trying to seduce him just to get her head cut off without an ounce of hesitation by the man, absolutely shocking the rest of the sirens that had just casually hopped onboard the ship.

I let out another sigh as I face forwards again, sending another bolt of Wrath Lightning at another school of fish.

At some point I was just kind of left with dealing with all the marine life while the others dealt with the airborne monsters and ones that jump onto the ship. And this job has long since proved that it’s boring.

Although…

I open up my status.

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Name: Cassandra de Luna

Species: Embodiment of Wrath + (Level-up is locked)

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Level: 30

Class: Bringer of Wrath

EXP: 567,470

Talent/s: True Body, Attuned

PHYS: STR – 54.675, DEX – 33.75, RES – 32.85

MENTAL: INT – 21.825, WIS – 29.925, MP – 288

Skills

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Killing all of these sea monsters sure is racking me up the EXP. This thought alone brings me no small amount of joy. Enough to get me past the boredom of this job.

I casually send out another bolt of lightning at another school of fish as I look at my stats. Stats that are incredibly unbalanced.

Then again, it’s not like I need my Mental stats at all. Since I don’t use MP in any way beyond items.

Wrath energy is so much more efficient than that stuff any day.

Especially after I… lost it… in my battle against the Guardian before.

I can’t help the scowl that spreads across my face as I remember. Even if he didn’t know what he was doing, his actions reminded me explicitly of how mother died.

After taking out the rising irritation on some more schools of fish, I calm down again before glancing at the others again.

The king really is quite powerful. And he even seems to have the ability to use some sort of ice magic, which is also helpful in the middle of the ocean. Not only as a viable water source, but because we’re in the middle of an ocean. Surrounded by water.

The princes on the other hand both have different powers, one seeming to focus on fire, while the other focusing on physical strength.

I turn back around again as another school of fish approaches, simply turning it into another pile of ashes.

It’s really interesting to me how so many people with the same class can have such different skills. Since I’d honestly thought that if you had the same class, you would get the same skills. But that apparently isn’t true.

Especially considering the king and Thórir, who both have opposing magics – one being fire and one being ice – but still have the same class.

Makes me wonder what types of skills dad and my brothers, Charles and Rodrick, have?

I turn another group of fish to ash, simply enjoying the free EXP they’re all giving me. Because lightning seems to work extremely well against aquatic monsters who are in the water. Even Wrath Lightning.

My thoughts are interrupted when I see a large wave heading towards us, only for a vast shadow to appear beneath it.

“Shit,” I mutter before standing up on the dragon’s head statue and shouting down towards the king, “I think we have company!” He glances up towards me after cutting another siren in half, his usual apathetic look still plastered on his face. So I add, “Very big company!”

He frowns at that before barking orders at his sons and the other hunters and jumping straight from where he is, eventually landing right near me on the end of the boat.

I turn around as he looks around the dragon’s head statue marking the front end of the ship and find something beginning to surface in the water.

“Do you know what that is?” I ask him while narrowing my eyes at the scaled back spanning dozens of meters in length that’s lightly breached the surface.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see him shake his head as he mutters, “No.”

Well, that’s a pain.

I watch for a few seconds before throwing out a bolt of Wrath Lightning at it, the creature apparently being too far away to identify. But it just seems to shrug off the bolt, making me frown even harder.

“I get the feeling this creature might just be Tier 4,” I mutter, getting a very bad feeling about this.

Then the creature surfaces a little more to show off eight eyes, half of which are pitch black and half glowing red, along with a massive mouth filled with sharp teeth.

A very bad feeling indeed.