So Sean didn't understand what I meant.
"You mean my level is improving?" That's what I said.
"Well, your level should be the same as that of the red-haired witch next door, but why do I feel that your level has increased a little in just three days...but your magic power can't be fully replenished, so there is always a surplus." Lucille said.
Can I upgrade myself?
"Soon?"
"Not really...but because you were in a state of very little magic before, it is impossible for ordinary people to recover the same amount of magic every day as you do, so you can only be like this by constantly improving your level!" Sean looked at the number above the other person's head.
Lucille's health has remained around [ ]...
The troops seem to be a little taller than before.
If Sean remembered correctly, Lucille had always been like this, which meant that she had the strength of a level 18.5 Orderer. In other words, those 10 points should have appeared after she grew up. According to the other party, he should have become like this because his health was constantly increasing and his magic power was restored.
"Have you been practicing magic at night recently?" He looked incredulous.
Well.
Practice at night?
Sean hasn't worked so hard in many years. Even when he was bored in the Jagun Palace, he would rather read stories about local fun to pass the time than practice magic. Now that Frelia is here, he still talks about practicing at night? Are you kidding!
"Probably not." Lucille denied the idea before Sean could say anything.
"Even if you practice at night, you won't be able to improve so quickly given that you've surpassed level ten!" Lucille's face darkened.
"Is it serious?"
Even Sean was a little confused.
Klucie didn't answer, but paced back and forth in the room for a long time, thinking...
"Many, many years ago, when I was still a child, my mentor told me about a similar situation. I asked if there was a way to improve quickly, but he told me that rapid improvement doesn't necessarily mean it's beneficial. Some people even dream of being able to go slower."
Isn’t the mentor Lucille was talking about himself?
Did you say that yourself?
Sean fell into deep thought, improving rapidly and continuously.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in my head. It was my mother, Ayla Izdihar. Wasn’t she a typical example?
She also talked about this matter at that time. It was because of the stone tablet in her hand and the bone that could summon the soul of the sage that she developed that ability. Her ability continued to improve, and it increased with time.
"You go back first. I'll think about this and get back to you." Lucille said seriously, unsealing the magic seal at the door.
The door is open...
"Go!" He didn't forget to remind Sean.
"Um."
Because Sean just reacted at this time while he was thinking.
That's right, my mother did have this kind of physique that would increase her strength, and she had said the reason was because she saw something in her dream, a certain ancient god...
For a moment, Sean seemed to recall the last scene he saw in the "Gate of Truth", a flesh-like body appearing in the black fog, those red eyes and the existence whose name was called by Nyarlathotep, the black goat Shub-Niggurath.
It's her.
The Supreme Mother Goddess, one of the three main gods along with Yog-Sothoth and Naa, did she become like this because I saw her once!
So what will happen in the end?
Sean continued to think but got nowhere, and suddenly thought of his mother Ayla's final appearance.
I had inadvertently walked back to the door of the room. The door was not closed, and Frelia was standing there waiting...
Seeing Sean coming back with his head down, he called out to the other person.
"Why are you not so happy after coming back?"
Sean looked up at Frelia's charming face. Because it was time to go to bed, her hair, which she would comb during the day, was now all loose.
Covering half of her face, it couldn't hide her worried expression.
"It's okay, my mentor wanted to discuss something with me." Sean didn't choose to tell the other party and walked straight in.
"oh!"
Fortunately, Frelia didn't ask.
"Then rest early. You have been traveling these days. You are used to riding in carriages and airships. You must be tired after walking for such a long time." He felt the other person's hands around his shoulders.
Perhaps in all these years, Frelia was the only one who felt tired from traveling, and her thoughts suddenly calmed down.
"Yeah, that's right. Better get some rest early!"
…………………………
The reconciliation letter from the 'free man' was meaningless to Sean. The rebels in a place had no government and were not qualified to negotiate with him.
Besides, they don't have to care about what I want to do...
Continue to follow Earl Barton towards the capital.
After a seven-day journey, on the fourth day they finally met the escort team coming from the capital of Kserk. The leaders had the strength of Orderers at around level 15 or 16, and when they saw them, they came forward humbly to greet them.
"Prince Sean Izdihar, we are here to protect your troops under the orders of Emperor Williams. We invite you to join us in the capital."
The leading general was probably in his forties and was dressed similarly to the marshals from more than twenty years ago.
So many years have passed, and although his appearance has not changed, Sean can tell that the other party should be a marshal.
"Thank Emperor Williams for the invitation. You are..."
"Bryan Irving."
At this time, Earl Barton beside him suddenly interrupted.
"Your Highness, he is General Braden of our country."
The last name Owen suddenly reminded Sean. Isn't this the last name of Alec Owen from more than 20 years ago? This means that the young man in front of him is probably his descendant.
It's rare.
After a reincarnation, I still met the descendants of the same group of people.
"So General Bryden, thank you for coming."
"It is we who should welcome you, Your Highness..." As he waved his hand, the team dispersed again.
With the addition of this group of troops, the army feels much larger. If we can reach the capital, it can be an army.
However, when Sean arrived in the capital of Kselke three days later, he discovered that the entire city had put on a much grander celebration to welcome him, which was no less than the celebration he had arranged in the capital of Jagun.
The team encountered a guard of honor from dozens of miles away, and was personally greeted by members of the Williams royal family...
Even the entire city was decorated with lights and colors just to welcome this desert prince who came from afar!
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