Chapter 13: 13 - Blades of Destiny: Ignited Fates - Unveiling Power and Adventure!
As shimmering sword and the pile of coins before them caused Jon and Gwen’s eyes to glimmer with an intensity that seemed to rival the torches adorning the chamber.
Jon, with a touch of sarcasm and genuine interest, remarked, "Well, it seems luck is smiling upon us today. This money will settle your debts. As for the sword, I think I’ll take that."
His expression remained impassive even as he suggested claiming the coveted SS Rank sword. Gwen, catching the playful and provocative tone, shot him a piercing and challenging look. Jon’s constant presence had turned her days into endless sequences of adventures, igniting a fervor and vivacity she had never experienced in her 9 years of existence.
However, Jon’s apparent disregard in not considering her when taking the sword irritated her in an almost affectionate way. But since everything was owed to him, the girl managed to hold back the urge to punch him. And beneath that indignation, there was a hint of admiration for that audaciously handsome face with a touch of elven features.
**[GAME MENU]**
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**Name:** Jon Woodmoon
**Level:** 9
**EXP:** 400/1000
**Tils:** 345
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**[STATISTICS]**
- **HP (Health Points):** 160
- **MP (Mana Points):** 135
- **Strength:** 20+5
- **Agility:** 21+5
- **Constitution:** 25+5
- **Intelligence:** 25+1
- **Luck:** 10+5
- **Points:** 0
**[EQUIPMENT]**
**[Luminar, the Sword of Serenity: RANK SS]
**EXP:** 0/100
**Level:** 1
**[STATISTICS]**
- **Strength:** +5
- **Agility:** +5
- **Constitution:** +5
- **Intelligence:** +1
- **Luck:** +5
**Description:** Luminar is a sword that appears modest at first glance, with a straight and simple blade adorned with silver runes along its length. Its handle is wrapped in weathered brown leather, and the crescent-shaped guard displays a subtle golden glow.
**History:** Luminar, the Sword of Serenity, belonged to a chosen one who brought peace to Aeloria, a land of conflicts. Wielded by a hero in despair, it united nations in lasting harmony.
**[ABILITIES]**
- **Active:** None
**[Enchantments]**
**1.** Owner’s Adaptation: The sword fits the user perfectly.
**2.** Energy Absorption: Absorbs energy from victims to increase bonus attributes with unlimited capacity.
**[ABILITIES]**
- **Active:** None
- **Passive:**
- **Elven Heritage:** Amplifies mana manipulation ability.
- **Human Heritage:** 50% increase in EXP gain due to inherent adaptability.
- **Riverwood Moonstone:** 50% increase in EXP and abilities for hunter classes.
- **Apprentice Archer:** Level 6
- **Apprentice Warrior:** Level 1
**[QUESTS]**
- **Daily Hunt:** Deliver your daily hunt to Melisa and gain an additional 100 exp.
As Jon examined the updates to his status, a wave of excitement washed over him. With his new sword in hand, he felt a renewed energy, eager to test his newly acquired weapon. However, his enthusiasm made him appear more like a child with a new toy than a warrior in a dungeon.
Gwen, sensing Jon’s excitement, couldn’t help herself. "Try not to act like a kid who just got a birthday present," she scolded, giving him a friendly yet firm tap.
With an ironic smile, Jon retorted, "Maybe you’ve forgotten, but I’m still a kid." And without giving too much heed to Gwen’s gentle reprimand, he moved forward, lighting the path ahead with a torch in one hand and wielding his sword in the other.
The fatigue and danger of the dungeon seemed less menacing now. The discovery of the chest infused them with newfound courage. After all, if they had defeated 35 goblins, why not face a few more? Even if they faced reprimands upon returning home, the adventure would be worth it.
The dungeon’s atmosphere was heavy and damp, making the air feel thick and hard to breathe. But the moment Jon unsheathed his new sword, everything around seemed to fade away. He gripped the hilt firmly, feeling an almost magical connection with the blade. The difference was immeasurable; this new sword belonged to an entirely different category than the rudimentary artifact he had used before.
"Be my support and intervene only if absolutely necessary," Jon said to Gwen, trying to convey confidence through his gaze. She nodded, understanding his message but with a subtle expression of concern.
The goblin in front of him brandished a cleaver, grunting with wild malice. Its yellow eyes fixed on Jon, assessing him as an easy prey. But as the monster advanced, Jon’s sword acted almost on its own. It moved with surprising grace and speed, as if it had no weight or physical form. Every amateurish strike Jon attempted, the blade responded with surgical precision, repelling the goblin’s attacks and finding openings in its defense.
"I’m fine, Gwen!" Jon shouted, skillfully dodging a goblin’s strike and retaliating with a swift cut. The enthusiasm in his voice was palpable, not just because of the sword’s effectiveness, but also because he was doing well.
The sword wasn’t just a tool; it seemed to be an extension of Jon himself. It flowed with his movements, turning even the most amateurish of Jon’s commands into devastating strikes, as if every action he took was in perfect harmony with the laws of nature. And when the battle ended, Jon’s panting breath and the ensuing silence bore witness to the power of that extraordinary weapon.
Gwen watched with a mix of admiration and apprehension as Jon, her fearless companion, waged a fierce battle in the dungeon. She couldn’t believe the skill with which he wielded his new sword. Remembering Jon’s complaints about his slow progression as a warrior, especially when compared to her agile archer class, Gwen could hardly believe what she was seeing. However, even with the newly achieved victory, she noticed Jon’s reflective and joyful gaze, clearly pondering about a unique feature of the sword – its ability to evolve after each battle.
**[EQUIPMENT]**
**[Luminar, the Sword of Serenity: SS RANK]**
**EXP:** 1/100
**Level:** 1
"An EXP for every kill..." Jon murmured, so engrossed in his internal calculations that he barely noticed Gwen trying to get his attention.
"JON, are you listening!" Jon’s frequent distractions were something Gwen found hard to get used to. She got frustrated every time he got lost in his reveries, oblivious to the real world. He blinked, returning. "Yeah, let’s retreat, I was just resting my mind." Considering that this was only their third day in the dungeon and they had already found an SS Rank sword, Jon couldn’t hide his contentment. Maybe he was luckier than he initially thought.
On the journey back to Riverwood, the two missed the relaxing pause in the forest that they had enjoyed so much the previous day. Due to the dungeon delay, they had to hurry to complete their mission with Melisa. . .
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