Dungeon Prowler : One Man Army 93 Tournament 1

The Valyrians also started to gain the ability to control mana, at best creating a small blue bead and keep it up for a few minutes, as for creating geometric shapes and magical constructs, they were still too far from that. And they have started to specialise in different roles. Leol was leaning into leadership and utility, Lili was adopting more offensive roles, Reina took the passive and ranged role, while Yunan was still not leaning onto any role, he liked to roam and just do everything he could do.

On the other hand, Bai and Lucian have been busy infiltrating the Supreme cult which have been very discrete lately, sometimes even halting communications for prolonged periods of time, making the job a bit harder to do, even so they managed to pinpoint the central bases within 3 regions and find all their secrets and links to the highest command, they even got a lead about a higher level personality, that was doing most of the contact between the central regional base and the command center.

After spending a full year in the eternal forest, the valyrian looked like savages, and Debauchery had been degraded into pillow fights to get any amount of fun, thus it was decided it was time for a haircut, a hot spring and some clean cloths, as soon as Bai and Lucian came back to discuss their findings with Leader the whole group moved post hate to the fun awaiting them.

The old barber still had his smile on his lips as he welcomed the party inside and toyed with then inside his shop to their heart's content. They also heard about a tournament the guild has organised recently for all with stats of twenty or less, with quite the rich pool of prizes and even some rare books up for the first 4 places, Dustan had a glint in his eyes that Yunan had not seen in a very long time, it meant it was time for bankrupting some betting companies.

After leaving the barber shop for the city of Damascus to one of the most luxurious hot spring hotels in the continent of Burkan, under the leadership of reverend Dustan, the ritual of luck and fortune has been performed to great success, followed by a convention about how to maximize the benefits gained during the tournament.

Dustan, Balin and Bai made their plans about how much to bet on whom, while soaking in the bath, while the valyrian were deciding on how to compete in the tournament because fighting each other was meaningless since they knew each other too well. They finally settled on rock paper scissors as a respectable means to settle their matches if they ever get matched with each other.

After the first good night sleep in months, the kids left the hotel and went to register for the tournament with Lucian in tow. It did not go as smoothly as they expected at all. the reception was full of armed bulky men and women from all kinds of sizes with all kinds of weapons. When the naive voice of Reina was heard as she asked a guard where they should register for the tournament, the whole room blew up into laughter and ridicule at the naive kids and their guardian dog.

The laughter did not last when Lili stomped on a poor guy who walked up to her trying to send her away but strangely ended up with her boot on his face, when his friends rushed over to help their downed buddy, it took only a few punches and all of them were on the ground faces first and noses broken and bleeding.

The clerk behind the counter smelled blood on the water and hurried to invite the Valyrian to a private room to complete the registration process and the attributes check. The clerk was in disbelief as she wrote down the perfect all rounders score of 19, for each of the kids. Leol opted to pay the clerk a few gold coins to keep this a secret from those on the reception room. After leaving the guild branch the kids returned to the hotel and got themselves massage therapists and sone luxury skin and nail care, Debauchery was paying so they might as well enjoy.

As for Drogon it was now big enough to stand shoulder and shoulder with a tibetan mastiff, almost big enough to ride, it was now hunting on its own, with a restriction of never using its fiery breath while hunting, as of now Drogon could take on a level 4 nest by himself, it was still too young to speak on its own without using telepathy, but it had been training hard under the guidance of Asterion, the heart of the beasts.

This point of time was very peaceful for Debauchery, they had not been fighting in more than a year and their infiltrating business was showing its fruits slowly and steadily, making their job easier in the future to come, so for now, they choose to relax and enjoy the sweet taste of the carefree life of kings and rich men.

Meanwhile the council of the church has come to a conclusion on how to separate from the cult completely and limit their losses, they would split the cult into two factions, one for human supremacy and the other for human superiority. Those in human supremacy are to be left in the cult while those who believe in human superiority will be transferred to work in tandem with the legion of nuns and priests, protecting them and starting a new phase in the expansion of the church, introducing the power of fate to the masses.

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