Farraway Coliseum.

“That is lots of people.” Simply as Arcenne had arrived on the coliseum’s seating space, she was immediately greeted by the sight of 1000’s of individuals with various expressions on their faces. However, all of them have been keen to look at the life and loss of life duel unfold on the battleground under.

Taking a quick take a look at the empty battleground on the middle of the coliseum, a light-weight frown appeared on Arcenne’s mouth as she made her method via the seating space, finally arriving at an space that was nearest to the battleground. Sitting down on her designated seat, the frown on her face deepened as she thought concerning the life and loss of life duel that was going to unfold someday later.

​ ‘I do know you are assured in successful the duel with that armor of yours, however I simply cannot assist however get the sensation that one thing unhealthy goes to occur.’ With this thought lingering in her thoughts, the extent of fear Arcenne felt in direction of Valyr shot up, twiddling her thumbs to distract herself from her worries, regularly returning her practice of ideas to the arrogance Valyr exuded yesterday.

In reality, the arrogance Valyr had in successful the duel immediately was the principle cause Arcenne had come to the coliseum, considering that she would possibly get to see one other aspect of Valyr in motion, a aspect that even she, throughout their spar on the fight coaching corridor, had not seen.

Nevertheless, now that she had arrived on the coliseum, solely then did that feeling begin to falter, inflicting her to have second ideas in coming. In any case, if issues went awry for Valyr, she would not witness her pal change into victorious within the duel.

She would as an alternative witness how her pal was mercilessly killed.

‘Hmm? Is not that man…?’ Amidst the method of distracting herself from the fear she felt in direction of Valyr, her gaze landed close to the doorway to the seating enviornment in some unspecified time in the future, her consideration targeted on a younger man with messy auburn hair. Recalling that the younger man was a pal of Valyr’s, in addition to an individual she normally noticed in his smithy, she waved her hand forwards and backwards, hoping to catch the younger man’s consideration.

“Hmm?” Happily, Wells did discover Arcenne waving her hand forwards and backwards at him, a confused expression briefly gracing his face as he questioned why she was waving at him. Fortunately, it didn’t take lengthy for issues to click on in his thoughts, recalling that the girl was a pal of Valyr’s.

With that, he regularly made his option to the place Arcenne was seated, stealing glances on the nonetheless empty battleground each on occasion, his physique crammed to the brim with fear for Valyr as effectively.

Identical to Arcenne, Valyr’s confidence in successful the duel contaminated him to the purpose he had accompanied the person to the coliseum. Nevertheless, despite the fact that he knew what the person’s armor might do, Wells additionally began having second ideas as soon as he made his option to the seating space, coming nose to nose with the 1000’s of folks that have been there to roughly watch Valyr’s potential demise.

“A pal of Valyr’s?” By the point he sat beside Arcenne, Wells requested the latter a query to verify. As Arcenne nodded in response to his query, Wells inwardly set free a sigh of reduction, grateful that he did not sit beside a stranger that was waving at another person.

“The title’s Arcenne. Arcenne Stelyra.” With Arcenne extending her hand for a handshake, Wells was shocked as he targeted on the girl’s surname, questioning to himself how Valyr had made somebody from an enormous noble clan his pal.

“Wells. Wells Anadhar.” However, Wells responded in type, receiving the handshake as Arcenne’s eyes briefly widened in curiosity earlier than returning to regular. To her, it was extra shocking that somebody from a smaller noble clan was a pal of Valyr’s, taking into account that the majority, if not all the giant noble clans needed to curry favor with folks from the Zeihardt clan it doesn’t matter what.

‘I suppose Valyr’s actually shut himself within the clan.’ With this thought in thoughts, Arcenne shifted her gaze on the empty battleground for a bit, taking within the clamor that was faintly effervescent all through the seating space earlier than returning her consideration to Wells. “Do you assume Valyr can win?”

“At this level, I do not know.” As Wells responded to the query, he spared a look on the battleground as effectively, faintly hoping that the life and loss of life duel can be canceled as a consequence of some random cause. Shrugging his shoulders, he appeared again at Arcenne. “You?”

“No clue both.” Arcenne additionally shrugged her shoulders in response. “He does have that armor of his, so…”

“Yeah. That is just about the rationale why I used to be assured in him.” Wells nodded. “However now…”

“We will solely imagine that he’ll keep on with his phrases at this level.” In response, Arcenne set free a light-weight sigh earlier than shifting her gaze again to the battleground. After Arcenne for a bit, Wells targeted his gaze in direction of the battleground as effectively, letting out a sigh of his personal quickly after.

“I suppose that is the one factor we are able to do.”

…

“Carrying it does not really feel half unhealthy.” After placing on the helmet piece of the Half Wyvern Armor on high of his head, Valyr moved round for a bit to get a greater really feel of the armor, in addition to discover out the restrict for his actions. Whereas testing his armor out, he spared a look at Leron, who was within the strategy of carrying his personal set of armor, a relaxed, considerably nonchalant expression adorning the person’s face.

Making a psychological notice to make use of [Analysis] on Leron earlier than they fought in opposition to one another, Valyr then determined to check the armor out whereas wielding his trusty weapon. Grabbing the True Tideblood Spear he had positioned on the seat earlier than placing on the armor, a notification sound resounded in his thoughts simply as he was about to make a transfer, prompting him to cease in his tracks and discover out what the notification was.

“Hmm? Ah.” Looking on the notification he had acquired, Valyr swiftly understood what was happening, citing a display beside it quickly after, which contained the outline of a sure talent. “Now that I give it some thought, I suppose I did meet the minimal necessities.”

Ding!

[Due to all of the items you currently have equipped are modified or forged by you, and are all at least Uncommon grade, the effect of ‘True Prodigious Equipment Resonance’ has activated, boosting your Attack and Defense stat by 5%.]

Ding!

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[True Prodigious Equipment Resonance] (Stage 1/10)

Rarity: Frequent

As a real prodigy, you’ve gotten wholeheartedly put your all into the whole lot you create. Due to that, a small a part of your self integrates into those who you forge, into those who you modify, into those who you create. Unknowingly, these small components resonate with each other, bringing miraculous results about as soon as these gadgets are shut to one another.

Nevertheless, the one one who can faucet into that resonance is none aside from you.

So long as the person has a full set of armor and a weapon geared up that has been cast, modified, or caused by the person, a resonance happens between the gadgets, rising components of the person’s stats relying on the general rarity of the gadgets.

Results:

> Unusual grade – Assault and Protection +5% (Activated)

> Unusual+ grade – Assault and Protection +8%

> Uncommon grade – Assault and Protection +10%, STR +3%

> …

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“It is fairly a disgrace my spear is not Unusual+ grade, however oh effectively.” Closing the screens that had appeared earlier than him, Valyr continued to check how his armor felt whereas he wielded the spear, calmly nodding as soon as he seen that the majority, if not all the actions he normally did with the spear have been solely barely hampered by the armor.

Affixing his spear to his again, he sat again down for now as he waited for him and Leron to be referred to as to the battleground, recalling the guard’s earlier phrases to him as they made their option to the realm he was at the moment in.

Although, in some unspecified time in the future, a query popped up in his thoughts whereas ready for the coliseum’s sign. Deciding to seek out that out whereas he nonetheless had the time, Valyr quickly commanded the system to convey up his standing display.

“Now that I’ve the armor on…”

“How a lot have my stats modified?”