Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 165

Chapter 165 36.7 - The Forge [Interlude]

'Status.'

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?Name: Astron Natusalune

?Occupation: Weapon Master (level 1)

?Talent Limit: 6

?Passives:

- Vengeful Bane

?Attributes:

Variable Attributes:

- Strength: 2.36 --> 2.80

- Dexterity: 2.85 --> 3.45

- Agility: 2.89 --> 3.76

- Constitution: 2.12 --> 2.75

- Intuition: 3.01 --> 3.95

- Magical Power: 3.15 --> 4.2

- Mana Capacity: 2.79 --> 3.13

?Traits:

- Perceptive Insight (Unique)(Unchanging)

- Lunar Enigma (????) (Growth Type) (Stage 1)

- Shadowborne (Legendary) (Growth Type)(Stage 1)

?Arts:

- Lethal Arsenal Ascendancy (????)(%13 --> 20)

?Skills:

- Dash

- Eyes of Hourglass

?Body Imprints:

?Bonds:

- Aurora Raven (Rare)(Growth Type)

- Celestalith, the Transcendent Eclipse (????)(Growth Type)(Stage 1)

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Looking at the panel shown right before my eyes, I nodded my head.

'As expected, my stats increased quite a lot.'

It wasn't for only one reason that I came to this place and went through this process. One reason was to get a weapon, but the other one was to improve my stats.

Generally speaking, the moment the player finds their bonded weapon, their stats will increase. This was how it was in the game, and seeing the results in front of my eyes, I knew that was true for the general case as well.

'But, there are a lot of changes other than stats.'

There were countless changes and messages coming from the status window with explanations. I wanted to explore everything, but Vorgvir's impatient cough broke my concentration. "Enough staring at your reflection, kid. If you've got what you need, leave. The cavern isn't a place to admire your newfound powers."

He had a point. With Celestalith in hand and a transformed status, I nodded in acknowledgment. But of course, that didn't mean it wasn't annoying.

'Sigh….Stubborn old man.'

I knew why he was doing this. He was a guy who disliked showing weakness to others, and that seemed to include me. After all, I could easily see the signs of tiredness on his body. His shoulders, his posture, and most importantly, his mana circulation were a mess.

"Thank you, Vorgvir. I won't forget what you've done for me." But that didn't mean I wasn't grateful. Even if I had stimulated his feelings and opened the past wounds he buried, at the end of the day, it was his choice to create such a weapon using his own divinity.

He was the giver, and I was the receiver.

Standing up, I locked my eyes with him.

"Your revenge….I will get it for you with the weapon you made."

Vorgvir met my gaze with a gruff nod. "Do as you will," then averted his gaze, a silent acknowledgment of my resolve. With a gesture, he urged me to leave the workshop, and I decided to leave as well.

The time I had spent in this place was already long, and the week had already passed. Today was Sunday, and I needed to be in the academy before it was too late.

As I turned to leave, the echoes of my footsteps resonating in the cavern, a sudden voice broke the silence.

"Wait, kid. What is your name?"

Surprised, I pivoted to find Vorgvir addressing me. I hadn't realized he didn't know my name.

'I guess I forgot to introduce myself.'

It was weird, knowing I had spent a week in this place, but never once he asked my name.

"It is Astron."

Vorgvir grunted in acknowledgment. "Astron, huh? Well, take care of that weapon. It's a reflection of your choices."

With those words, I left, masking my presence once again. At that moment, suddenly, I felt a weird feeling.

The moment I activated [Shadowborne] to mask my presence, something unexpected happened.

As if something inside the [Unknown's Armor] changed, it sucked mana from me for a second, and following that it merged with my clothes.

I would normally wear the armor underneath my clothes, but it was quite uncomfortable. However, now it seemed different as if the armor blended within my clothes.

'The heat disappeared?'

Turning my eyes to my clothes to check the armor, I saw it had disappeared.

'Hmm?'

No, my Perceptive Insight picked the small traces of mana around. Then I realized the armor didn't disappear but changed its form. From the looks of it, the armor was enchanted, and some daily life easers to itself.

'Old man.'

It was evident whose work this was, and I couldn't shake my head in the response.

'I guess I need to use it well.'

With those thoughts, I left the dungeon.

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WOOO!

In the slowly moving train, I was sitting in my seat.

'It is fairly empty.'

Since it was fairly late and the Hikama Mountain range wasn't a place for frequent visitors, not many people were there.

And that worked for me better as well since I needed some time to look at my stats and the changes in other things. There were many things that needed to be looked at, but one thing came before others.

'The bond section.'