Summoning the Holy Sword

Chapter 711: What's This Rhythm?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Lydia had kept her promise.

Of course. No matter what, she couldn't possibly provide Rhode with 10 million gold coins. Not mentioning the problem of how many chests were needed to store that many gold coins, the amount of gold coins was too large a number. Therefore, Lydia used platinum coins, where one platinum coin was equivalent to 100 gold coins and platinum coins were the highest currency circulated in the upper society. Apart from the platinum coins, there were also the magic crystal coins. However, the magic crystal coins weren't distributed to public and they were only used by the Church for transfer and transport, which was meaningless to Rhode. But he didn't really care what type of coins he received, as long as he got the value he wished for.

Apart from these, the various elemental gems and magic crystals were also delivered to the fortress. Got to say, the Munn Kingdom indeed was wealthy. Rhode believed that he wouldn't be capable of gathering all of them even if he searched the entire Paphield, but he didn't expect that Lydia already had them ready. He was rather regretful about this. He cursed that he should have been greedier and asked for more. 50 times more than the amount he asked for would be great… Of course. He wouldn't do it.

However, all these items on Rhode's wish list didn't need to be delivered by Amund personally. No matter what, he was the number one Mage in the Munn Kingdom and it would be demeaning to assign him as a transport supervisor. In fact, Amund didn't come to the fortress for an idle chat either.

"This is the request that you've made to the Royal Highness, Earl Rhode."

Amund extended his right hand and along with his action, a black crack appeared in the air before him. Then, two flat boxes emerged from within. The boxes were carved with mysterious patterns and were emanating silver-whitish, scarlet radiance. The emergence of these two boxes instantly brought about a mystical and powerful strength, which went to show how extraordinary they were.

The 'Holy Spirit' armor and 'Magic Prayer' robe.

"I don't know where you heard of them from, Earl Rhode."

Amund lifted his head and his deep gaze were as though seeing through Rhode entirely. Rhode calmly received his gaze emotionlessly.

"Secrets are always circulated in the form of rumors to the nobles. Please don't worry, Sir Amund. I don't intend to keep these two treasures for myself. I'm only borrowing them for now and will return them when the time is right."

"Oh?"

Amund stared blankly. In fact, almost everyone thought that Rhode hoped to keep the two legendary equipment for himself. However, most of them weren't mindful about it. Even though both legendary equipment were extraordinary, they had always been stored safely in the Munn Kingdom for years. But frankly speaking, most of these treasures were only heard of and never seen, which explained why no one had desires for them. The reason was simple. Advanced magic armor were mostly robes or light armor and rarely heavy armor, where only warriors would require such armor. In player terms, their class had predetermined that they wouldn't need the two legendary equipment and very few were qualified to request for them in the Munn Kingdom. Amund was considered one of them, but he couldn't possibly put on a tattered, plain robe and run about as a legendary Mage in the Munn Kingdom. In fact, the 'Rule Protector' that Amund was wearing wasn't inferior to the 'Magic Prayer' robe. Even though Clerics had the rights to request for the 'Holy Spirit' armor, no human dared to challenge the Angels' powerful spell-casting abilities in a nation full of Angels. On the other hand, the 'Magic Prayer' robe was more often seen as a means and goal to motivate young talents in the Mage School.

It was due to this that even though everyone found it ridiculous for Rhode to make such a request, they didn't take it to heart. But Amund was curious because Rhode definitely wouldn't request for them for the fun of it. He expected that Rhode wouldn't secretly sell them away too, so the two equipment were surely meant to be worn by others. But… who did he intend to give them to?

Shortly after, Amund received the answers to his doubts.

"Bubble, Canary, I'll leave them to you."

Rhode nodded at the two floating boxes and beckoned to the two young ladies. Mini Bubble Gum and Canary stepped toward Amund.

So it's them?

Amund gazed blankly.

Amund was aware of Mini Bubble Gum's strength. He had witnessed her valiance during her battle with the Mist Sword Saint. No matter if it was her dense spiritual aura or the terrifying, yet mysterious spells, they were all eye-opener for him. Although he had also witnessed Lize's improved spiritual spell techniques in the Midsummer Festival, the disciple wouldn't defeat her master, after all. Amund swore that it was his first time witnessing a Cleric using such violent moves. Mini Bubble Gum had used her bare fists and crushed another powerful being in the Legendary Stage.

But Amund had to admit that even though the girl was young, she had far exceeded him in the in-depth exploration of spiritual powers. Amund showed a humble smile to Mini Bubble Gum, but the latter let out a soft snort and said nothing in response. However, Amund wasn't affected by her rude behavior at all. He turned to Canary and was stumped for words.

Unlike Mini Bubble Gum, Canary had always been keeping a low profile. Back then, Amund had met Canary when she stepped up to stop Mini Bubble Gum after she crippled the Mist Sword Saint. The situation was chaotic and Amund couldn't probe more about her. It was only until this moment that he finally sensed her powerful presence.

Her pure, terrifying aura startled him. He narrowed his eyes and sized up the young lady before him. Then, his pupils shrunk abruptly!

Oh my goodness. What did he just witnessed?!

This young lady of 16 to 17 years old emanated a glaring Rule radiance that was even brighter than Rhode's. This meant that she had transcended into the Legendary Stage and possessed Peak Legendary strength. However, this wasn't what stunned him the most. Instead, it was the blue and fiery colors flickering within the radiance.

Double talents!

Amund gulped. No matter how he stared at the young lady, he couldn't understand how Rhode managed to recruit that many young legendary beings. As a Spellcaster, he sharply sensed the aura exuding from her. Even though the aura was faint, it was filled with majestic and oppressive powers.

Amund felt like he was going insane because it was too illogical. He scanned the two young ladies and was sure that they were pure humans and weren't long-living mixed races. Besides, they didn't cast any delusional spell to conceal their appearances. They were indeed teenagers.

But how can ordinary humans obtain such powerful strength?

Amund turned to Rhode and the latter maintained his calm expression. Amund knew that there was a rumor regarding this young man that he had a massive, mysterious family as his backing. However, no families were this powerful to appoint two young legendary beings to be bodyguards. Even though Lydia held legendary forces under her, there were only about two to three of them, including Amund. But now, he sensed that the two young ladies were much more powerful than him… What is this about?

"No wonder you're so confident, Earl Rhode. Now I finally understand why those unfortunate skeletons failed to take down your fortress," Amund said.

In fact, he also knew why Rhode required the two equipment now. He easily perceived that the magical armor on Mini Bubble Gum and Canary were of intermediate grades, which were severely inconsistent with their strength. With the two legendary equipment, they would surely turn into tigers with grown wings. However, Amund was a little dubious. Powerful beings would more or less possess some formidable equipment, so why didn't the two young ladies have any?

Rhode shrugged while Canary nodded with a smile.

"You're… Miss Canary, right?"

Amund looked at her and asked courteously.

"Please pardon my rudeness. I've never heard of your name. Are you a graduate of the Mage School?"

"My apologies, Sir Amund."

Compared to Mini Bubble Gum, Canary was much gentler. She bowed politely.

"I never entered the Mage School. In fact, I'm a Self-taught Mage."

"Self-taught Mage…?!"

Amund was flabbergasted and revealed a look of disbelief. On this Dragon Soul Continent, many people possessed spellcasting talents. However, as they didn't go through systematic learning, it was arduous for them to take their learning journey further. Most of them would degenerate into being vaudeville artists or vulgar, low level Mages and they were mostly called Self-taught Mages. Of course, this was a term to mock them.

But…

Amund gazed at Canary who was putting up a sincere and gentle smile. However, he sensed the pride within her that was regarding her identity, and this was the thoughts of a player.

Players were mostly ordinary, but they unwilling to admit that. They looked down on those who rapidly went up in the world. On the contrary, they were more interested in those who were self-reliant. Just like in martial arts novels, a chivalrous person born with the identity of a nobody was definitely more popular than one who was brought up in a prestigious family. This was the same in the game. Mages who were brought up in Mage School were proud and arrogant against Self-taught Mages. To the players, Self-taught Mages represented taking on unusual journeys. They were like wild grass: lowly, ordinary, and seen everywhere. However, even a prairie fire couldn't destroy the grass. They didn't have exquisite education like the spellcaster nobles, relied on themselves step by step, and mastered their extraordinary techniques. Wasn't this much more satisfying? Especially after looking at the NPCs with faces full of shock yelling: "What?! Such a powerful being is actually a Self-taught Mage?!"

That feeling of satisfaction…

"You must have felt great."

Standing on the tall platform and gazing at the scenery in the distance, Rhode looked at Canary with smiles in his eyes. After listening to Canary's self-introduction, Amund's amazed expression was obvious to all. However, this shock was apparently too much for him. He stayed around for a while and eventually left hurriedly after politely declining Rhode's persuasion to stay. Of course, Rhode knew what was going on in Amund's mind. Rhode had two formidable forces under him and it was impossible that Amund wouldn't worry about it at all. Perhaps he might even investigate on Canary's background. After all, a powerful Spellcaster was actually a Self-taught Mage. This was a totally shocking news.

"That's for sure, Rhode."

Canary stood quietly beside him. She put on the 'Magic Prayer' robe. It was a deep red, gorgeous robe with two pieces of ribbon hanging from the shawl that were inlaid with black iron in the shape of burning flames. The young lady wore a slanted, heavy Mage hat, as well as a pair of black leather gloves stitched with golden threads that showed a mysterious pattern. She seemed so endearing and also slender and petite under the thick Mage robe. Upon hearing Rhode's words, Canary twitched her brow and revealed a proud smile.

"Isn't this what all Self-taught Mages seek for? Just look at Sir Amund's face. This is all worth it. Hehe…"

"Good things are all taken up by you, Big Sister."

Mini Bubble Gum stomped her foot and pouted.

"Damn it. I also want to show my strength to the Church. Haha. Those idiots will surely kneel before me and sing high praises… Hmph. What a pity. If it isn't because I can't leave this place, I will surely storm my way to the Church in the Country of Law and show them how capable I am!—atchoo!"

The little girl's proud delusions were dashed in this sneeze. At that moment, she had already put on her 'Holy Spirit' armor, but it looked rather strange as compared to Canary's standard robe. Even though they were made from magical cloth, the upper part of the 'Holy Spirit' armor set was made from a combination of leather armor and noble robe that accentuated her youthful body. The collar and cuffs were decorated with sacred silver crosses while the lower part of the armor set was a pure, white long skirt with simple designs. Not only that, but she also wore a silver chain belt around her waist and a pair of white leather boots. She looked more like a Battle Angel than a Cleric at this moment.

The 'Magic Prayer' robe and 'Holy Spirit' armor were considered top notch equipment for level 80, but they were barely usable for Canary and Mini Bubble Gum. The equipment that they needed was the standard of armor that Lydia wore. Only with such armors would they restore their original strength.

But Rhode knew that first-rate armor wouldn't simply drop from the sky. Even though the two armors weren't the best, at least they could prevent Canary from getting injured from legendary-tier spells again.

"Ah… It's freezing, Leader. Get it done and head back for our sleep already."

It was midnight, but unlike the past, the entire Fortress was in pitch-blackness and the patrolling soldiers had been withdrawn. Rhode had given strict orders to stop anyone from heading out. Of course. This wasn't the first time for the residents. Besides, they knew what would happen every time Rhode gave such orders.

Rhode stood at the top of the tower and looked down.

It was completely pitch-black in the distance. The chilly wind blew in his face and he stretched out his hand.

Shortly after, a line of system prompt emerged before him.

[Activate System Construction]