Chapter 14: Collecting some loot and gaining magic
When the sun rose higher, the dogs started to retreat as their buff also left them. Xhemile smiled exhausted and ordered her subjects to rest for a few hours, she did the same.
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When Xhemile woke up three hours later, fully recovered she appreciated her body even more as it needed less time to restore her stamina. She sat up and looked at the messages of the night.
{[Notifications]
[Youve killed 42 [desert dogs] of Rank 0]
[Youve killed 67 [desert dogs] of Rank 1]
[Your subjects have killed 471 [desert dogs] of Rank 0]
[Your subjects have killed 108 [desert dogs] of Rank 1]
[Gained Lord Power.]
[Gained 1 unknown blueprints.]
[Gained 1 unknown class scroll.]
[Gained 1 unknown magic skill book.]
[Gained 1 wish blueprint.]
[You leveled up to level 2.]
[Subjects Nane, Nanu and Nour leveled to level 1]
[Subject Neeth leveled to level 3.]
[Subject Njoud leveled to level 2.]
[Your remaining subjects reached level 4 (5x) and level 8 (2x).]
Xhemile gained some good rewards from this night. She also noticed for the first time that the system also gave her a wish blueprint, which according to the system, allows her to wish for a specific type of blueprint, like a building or crafting blueprint. The wishing blueprint allows her to wish for a specific building without the risk of obtaining something random.
[Do you want to appraise these blueprints?]
She mentally accepted the appraisal.
[1 common blueprint: Leather workshop Rank 0
Used to dry leather and fur to process further. Increases efficiency and gives the worker a roof over their heads.
Cost:
100 units of mudbricks.
50 units of wood.
Requirements: Needs a tanning rack and a soaking pot to be built first. Needs a subject with the leatherworker class.]
[1 common class: Tailor (Rank 0)
Description: Used to change the profession of a subject to a tailor. The tailor can craft different types of clothes. Can't craft armor except cloth armor. A tailor can work together with a leatherworker to craft leather armor or clothes and can also work together with an armor smith to craft better armor.]
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[1 magic skill book: Apprentice earth spike
Description: Allows after use to cast an earth spike. The earth spike can do pierce as well as blunt damage.
Cost: 25 mana
Effect: Summons 1 earth spike (Blunt or sharp)]
Xhemile was positively surprised. This spell would work very well in an area where only dirt or rock is located, meaning a desert. Them the system suddenly did something.
{World announcement: Congratulations ‘Queen of the forsaken deserts’ to obtain the first book containing a magic spell!}
The system suddenly decided to publicly announce her rewards from the night. Fuck...This can't be good. Nervously she opened the lords message platform.
[Messages]
“What!? She unlocked a magic spell?!”
“She has too much luck!”
“Big sister desert! Give me some benefits too!”
“It was only a matter of time, that someone unlocks some magic.”
“Big sister! Give me something too!”
As Xhemile anticipated, the chat unfolded and millions of people tried to get benefits from her. She dreaded to open the friend request page. She did it nonetheless. There, countless people tried to exchange her spell book against stuff they acquired themselves, but many tried to blatantly threaten her to give them the book for free. She deleted all friend requests and blacklisted everybody who threatened her. Finally, she found a message from the ‘Queen of the forgotten caves’.
[Message Chat]
“Congratulation on obtaining a magic spell book.”
Plain and simple, no flattery or threats, this message assured Xhemile that her trading partner was still on her side. She closed the system page and walked towards her subjects.
“Does someone want to learn magic?”: Xhemile asked her subjects, but they all shook their heads.
“My lady, it would be best that you learn this magic, we all have no knowledge about magic.”: Njoud said. Xhemile looked at er subjects and then tried to use the spell book. The system didn't respond. No pop up saying: Would you like to learn it? Clicking yes and then receiving the knowledge from the system. I guess I need to do it the old-fashioned way. Reading. Xhemile liked to read, but reading a web novel or a math book are two completely different worlds. She took the small booklet and shoved it between her large breasts, due to the non-existence of pockets on her dress. Huh. Convenient. Xhemile made a mental note, to use this new pocket only for important things. She then took the class changing scroll and asked her subjects.
“Does someone want to be a tailor?”
They all looked content with their current class.
“My lady, I would like to try it.” A worker suddenly spoke up. Xhemile tried to remember her name.
“Ah yes, Kija, are you willing to try it?”: she asked the smaller worker.
“Yes, my lady.”: Kija answered confidently.
[Change Kija's class from (Worker) to (Tailor)?] [Yes/No]
She mentally pressed yes. Suddenly a bright light enveloped Kija. After a few seconds the light disappeared and Kija stood there now holding a small sewing box. Xhemile opened Kija's status.
{[Tribeswoman of the Karomama Tribe]
Name: Kija
Age: 20
Level: 4
Rank: 0
Class: Tailor
Loyalty: 95
Stats:
Strength (Str): 10
Constitution (Con): 13
Dexterity (Dex): 15
Intelligence (Int): 12
Wisdom (Wis): 9
Charisma (Cha): 12
[Skills]:
(Trained Desert adaptably Rank 5) (Trained Desert maneuvering Rank 3) (Apprentice sewing Rank 1) (Apprentice cutting Rank 1) (Apprentice needle throwing Rank 1)}
Xhemile was surprised that Kija retained her levels.
“Can you now craft better leather armor and clothes?”: She asked.
“My lady, I can now craft with the help of Neeth leather armor and make beautiful clothes in which your perfect body would fit perfectly.”: Kija said impatiently.
“Oh! By the goddess yeah! Make her more revealing and sexy clothes, so that none shall ignore her ladyship's beautiful curves!”: Nane shouted vigorously suddenly. Xhemile’s head changed in color and Nane’s stomach met again the elbow of Nour.
“UGH!”
Deserved.