Royal techniques were generally considered stronger than normal techniques.
The reason for that was simple.
Who made the normal techniques, and who made the royal techniques?
Usually, normal techniques were made by strong Fighters or Grandmasters, while royal techniques were made by the King himself.
The King was a very powerful Transcendent.
A Transcendent's mind was much more powerful than the mind of someone in the Third Realm, and they also had the advantage of having experience in all four Aspects of Power.
Someone like that could create far better techniques.
Technically, there was a way of gaining access to royal techniques without being part of a powerful family or joining the kingdom.
Skysand Contribution Points.
And how did one get those?
By killing people from the Winterfire Kingdom.
And how did one kill people from the Winterfire Kingdom?
They had to join the war.
So, in a way, getting Skysand Contributions Points basically just meant joining the war without joining the army.
'Of course, doing it this way is like being a F2P player,' Kyle thought. 'Shit is way more expensive for you, and you gotta work much harder. Some of the guards from Forthing's Hold said they needed to do five times as much work for the same reward a soldier would get.'
'It's also much more dangerous.'
Information about the enemy was confidential, and since these kinds of free agents did not go through extensive loyalty screenings, they wouldn't gain access to this information.
This meant free agents essentially had to join the war blindly.
Want to earn some Skysand Contribution Points?
Sure, attack a random squad.
Whoops, turned out that the squad was close to a hidden base that had a Mid Grandmaster.
You're dead now.
The Skysand Kingdom probably knew about that base, but they didn't want the enemy to know that they knew.
Even their soldiers probably didn't know, but the officers commanding these soldiers would tell them not to go there.
"Hey, where are you going?" Kyle suddenly shouted as he saw Lily quietly moving away on her cat.
"I don't want to be part of this team anymore!" she shouted with a shaky voice.
When Kyle saw Lily's face, he rolled his eyes.
'Great, she's angry-crying again.'
"Come on," Kyle shouted. "Think about the future. Do you really want to throw some good books away just because you lost in a fight?"
"Yes!" Lily shouted. "I hate all of you!"
Then, she vanished into the forest.
The others watched in surprise and annoyance.
"So, we got another free spot?" Falk asked, almost hopeful.
"You want the good news or the bad news first?" Kyle asked without looking at him.
"The bad news," Falk answered as his mood soured a bit.
"She's just throwing a tantrum. She will be back within 30 minutes," Kyle said.
Falk sighed. "And the good news?"
"She will be back within 30 minutes," Kyle said.
Falk just rolled his eyes in annoyance, while Kyle just grinned.
Everyone talked with Sven for a while to familiarize themselves with him.
20 minutes later, Lily returned with an annoyed expression.
"I officially left the team, but I decided to give you guys another chance. I am willing to return," she said with an arrogant voice.
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