【Amelia Mulan】
【Class: Weaver Lv.7 (Practitioner)】
【Health: 910/910】
【Mana: 550/610】
Her level was high, but the line below it was even more terrifying:
【Potential: 5 Stars (Skycrown)】.
The sight of high levels and high potential in succession left Bai Xuan nearly numb.
He knew the importance of potential. Most people he had seen in Blackcreek Town were ordinary 1-star individuals.
Skilled fighters like Barend and Mora were around 2 stars.
Only Lorrain from the Coarse Pottery Flask Shop had a potential of 3 stars, with a slightly higher class level of Lv.9.
As for himself, for some reason, the potential entry had disappeared after he awakened his class.
The sealed Grand Duke Tisolus in his space ring was a 4-star Crown, already an outstanding figure among those in the Hero Rank.
Yet this girl before him, who looked to be only about fourteen years old, was actually a 5-star...
What did Skycrown signify?
As long as resources were sufficient, she should be able to advance to the Hero Rank without any bottlenecks.
It was even only a matter of time before she surpassed the Hero Rank and reached the fabled higher domain of the Legendary Rank!
Combining this with the rumors he had recently heard in Blackcreek Town...
A great noble's carriage had arrived for unknown purposes. The identity of the group before him was now blindingly obvious.
This lineup wasn't some mere adventuring team; it was clearly a pinky finger extended from some colossal powerhouse of an organization!
Three Lv.7 elite guards, one Lv.8 Transcendent Priest-Mage.
Add to that a noble lady with extremely high potential...
With his measly Lv.3 strength, Bai Xuan likely looked no different from the Skeleton Wanderers they had just cleared out.
Just another roadblock to be swept aside.
The massive gap in strength brought a heavy sense of pressure.
But what Bai Xuan understood even less was why they were appearing on the seventh floor.
And why was that pink-haired girl looking at him with such a strange gaze?
Was it indifference, curiosity, or... did she have other designs?
Bai Xuan forced himself to calm down, his mind racing through possibilities.
At this moment, his clothes were torn, and he held a strangely bent iron rod. He looked battered and suspicious, standing alone in such a place.
Meanwhile, the other party was waiting at their leisure, possessing overwhelming strength.
The guard, Garrett, had already retreated to his original position as if nothing had happened.
Anna stepped forward slightly, shielding Amelia behind her as she looked at Bai Xuan with a calm gaze.
The other two guards formed a loose triangle, protecting the two women in the center.
Their hands rested near their sword hilts, their gazes steady and never leaving Bai Xuan.
Amelia Mulan peeked out from behind Anna, her small face partially hidden.
Those violet eyes stared at Bai Xuan without blinking, her curious gaze wandering over him.
Bai Xuan took a deep breath and slightly lowered the bent black iron rod, letting the tip touch the ground.
He then bowed seriously toward the two ladies surrounded by the guards. It wasn't a deep bow, but it was solemn enough.
“Thank you for your assistance. I will keep this kindness in my heart.”
His voice was steady, carrying the lingering fear and gratitude of a survivor.
His gaze lingered briefly on Amelia and Anna's faces before politely dropping. He didn't stare for long, keeping his posture sufficiently humble.
At this distance, Anna and Amelia could see his appearance more clearly.
Anna’s gaze quickly swept over Bai Xuan’s young face, which couldn't hide his exhaustion and the marks of hardship.
She noted his upright posture even beneath his tattered robes and the calm temperament in his eyes that didn't quite match his wretched situation.
A flicker of surprise crossed her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by deeper wariness.
It was far too abnormal for an adventurer with such a unique temperament, who had clearly been through a bitter battle, to appear in a place like this.
Amelia’s reaction was much more straightforward.
In her vision, Bai Xuan’s existence was like an abstract painting that had been knocked over and then haphazardly pieced back together.
The pale gold aura of a cleric’s traits served as the base, covered by large patches of gray haze symbolizing pain and tension.
A wisp of cold, ashen aura belonging to a high-level undead was painted over it.
And at the very core was a void that she instinctively couldn't see through, making her heart skip a beat.
All these contradictory, highly discordant colors and textures were crudely stuffed into the body of a teenager in tattered clothes.
Coupled with the somewhat comical black iron rod in his hand and his current posture of forced politeness and restraint...
This absurd contrast seemed to hit some strange funny bone in Amelia.
“Pfft—”
She couldn't hold it in; a short snort escaped her small nose.
The corners of her pink lips curled up uncontrollably, and her amethyst-like eyes were instantly filled with mirth.
But she immediately realized this wasn't appropriate for the occasion or her etiquette, so she quickly raised a hand, covering her mouth with the back of her fair hand.
Her shoulders shook slightly for a few moments as she turned her face away. It took a while before she managed to suppress the laughter.
When she turned back and lowered her hand, her face had mostly returned to its innocent state.
However, a hint of sparkling light still lingered deep in her eyes.
She cleared her throat, her voice sweet and soft, filled with curiosity and sympathy:
“Big brother, why are you here all by yourself? Where are your companions?” She tilted her head, looking perfectly harmless.
Warning bells rang in Bai Xuan’s mind, but on the surface, he appropriately showed a hint of bitterness and heaviness.
He sighed softly, his voice dropping slightly. “I was originally with my team on a commission... I didn't expect an accident that caused us to fall down here.”
“My companions... are mostly dead. One more... got separated, and I haven't been able to find them yet. I’m afraid they might also...”
He didn't finish his sentence, shaking his head and lowering his eyes. He let shadows fall over his face, allowing the emotions of sadness and helplessness to flow naturally.
Any person with even a shred of empathy would find it hard not to feel a wave of sympathy hearing such a brief yet tragic narrative.
Bai Xuan also believed this explanation was flawless.
Every word he said was a fact; he had simply omitted the details.
However, in Amelia’s perception, the resonance of his emotions wasn't entirely as sad as the expression on Bai Xuan’s face suggested.
When he mentioned the person who got separated and his tone became low and airy, the emotional fluctuations suddenly intensified.
A discordant note filled with wariness and even hidden hatred abruptly mixed into the undertone of sadness.
Though brief and quickly suppressed, it was as loud as a slap in a quiet night to Amelia’s keen perception.
Huh?
How strange...
When mentioning a companion whose fate was unknown and who might have met with misfortune, why would the reaction deep within his emotions be like that?
It felt like... he was talking about an enemy?
This momentary contradiction caused Amelia’s interest level to skyrocket.
Her violet eyes darted as she took two steps forward.
The guard, Garrett, adjusted his stance slightly, his gaze locking onto Bai Xuan.
Anna also shifted her body, maintaining a distance from which she could intervene at any moment.
Amelia stood on her tiptoes, seemingly wanting to pat Bai Xuan’s head to comfort him.
But the height difference meant she could only lightly pat Bai Xuan’s shoulder.
“Big brother must be very sad.”
Her voice was soft and comforting. “But maybe that person is still somewhere, working hard to find you right now!”
As she spoke, she carefully observed Bai Xuan.
These words did indeed make Bai Xuan freeze for a moment.
Kami looking for me?
That thought had never occurred to him before.
But on second thought, it wasn't impossible.
Before the teleportation, he had indeed killed Logan.
While it seemed Kami might have been using them, Bai Xuan could still feel her emotions for her teammates during the battle.
Given that cat-kin’s cunning, if she were still alive...
She might actually look for his whereabouts.
Of course, her purpose would definitely not be good.
“If... if they are really still alive, that would be wonderful.”
An expression mixing faint hope and complex sentiment appropriately appeared on Bai Xuan’s face.
But in his heart, he coldly added the second half: If I really find her, I’ll have to settle the score properly.
Amelia captured his complex emotional shift, and her curiosity grew even stronger.
Though she didn't know the specific details of the grievance...
She could preliminarily judge that while this person was hiding his emotions, at least for now, she couldn't perceive any direct malice toward her group.
She blinked, temporarily setting aside the sad topic to ask another question.
Amelia spoke with the lingering fear of a little girl: “By the way, big brother, why were those little bones and ghosts chasing you? There were so many of them, it looked so scary!”
As she spoke, she even walked halfway around Bai Xuan.
Her gaze seemed to be drawn to something, eventually landing on the somewhat ugly, bent black rod in his hand.
She asked curiously, “So, big brother, what class are you?”
“You look... a bit like a mage! But don't mages always use pretty staves?”
Just as she stared intently at Bai Xuan and threw out this string of seemingly casual questions...
An extremely subtle sense of anomaly quietly wrapped around Bai Xuan’s skin.
It wasn't a visual stare, but more like a wave of investigation sweeping over his body, attempting to penetrate the surface and reach deeper secrets.
The muscles in Bai Xuan’s back instantly tensed.
This feeling of being pried into... felt familiar.
When Kami used her damned Secret Treasure Scent to lock onto him, he had felt a similar discomfort.
Although the specific sensation was slightly different, the feeling of being observed by an ability rather than the naked eye was extremely similar!
His peripheral vision quickly swept over Amelia’s smiling, seemingly non-threatening face.
The line 【Status: Curious, Investigating】 appeared in his field of vision.
She’s using an ability similar to a trait to observe me!
A strong sense of crisis made Bai Xuan’s nerves tighten to the limit.
He struggled to maintain the look of helplessness and exhaustion on his face, his thoughts racing as he quickly formulated an answer.
“I think... it might be because I accidentally stumbled near a hidden space that had just opened.”
Bai Xuan chose his words carefully, his tone carrying the relief and frustration of a survivor. “Our team accidentally fell into a place like that, and it took a lot of effort to find an exit and escape.”
“Maybe I made too much noise when I came out, which alerted the nearby undead, and I ended up being targeted by them.”
He paused, then continued to answer the question about his class.
A bit of the embarrassment typical of a destitute healer appeared on Bai Xuan’s face. “Actually... I’m a healer. After my teammates met with disaster, I’ve been alone... trying to find a way to survive.”
“Fortunately, I still have some ability to heal myself, which allowed me to endure long enough to escape here.” He appropriately showed a hint of bitterness.
“A healer?” Amelia’s violet eyes widened slightly as her gaze roamed over the iron rod in his hand.
Her confusion deepened. “Then why are you holding this rod, big brother? Where is your staff?”
Bai Xuan shook his head helplessly.
He then raised the iron rod, its bent arc looking quite pathetic at this moment. “My staff... I accidentally lost it when I fell into that hellish place.”
“I picked up this rod in the ruins on a whim. Although it’s ugly and bent, it’s better than being empty-handed.”
To add credibility, he added, “Don't let my appearance fool you; I’m actually quite strong.”
Bai Xuan seemed to remember something, and a pained expression appeared on his face as his brow furrowed. “Sigh, even though that staff was just a basic model, it still cost me several gold coins!”
“I was hoping to slowly make my money back by doing more commissions, but I didn't expect...” He shook his head and stopped talking.
His pained look was quite convincing. To an adventurer, losing a valuable piece of equipment was indeed a heart-wrenching loss.
To further prove his class and test the other party’s reaction, Bai Xuan raised his empty left hand.
With his palm facing upward, he gave a slight thought.
A soft and pure golden glow emerged from his palm.
The glow wasn't blinding; it carried a warm texture that instinctively made one’s mind calm down.
The light flowed slowly, and faint golden phantoms at the edges flashed and vanished.
【Holy Light Catalyst】
The moment this glow lit up, Anna’s eyes, which had remained calm and rippleless, suddenly changed.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze locking onto the ball of golden light. Her lips moved almost imperceptibly, as if she were whispering something to herself.
As a member of a similar class—and a Priest-Mage who had reached the Transcendent Rank—she clearly felt the incredible purity and an... indescribable, singular quality within that holy light.
This was definitely not something an ordinary Awakened healer could possess!
At the same time, the light deep within Amelia’s violet eyes flickered intensely.
This was it!
It was exactly the same as that radiance, different from other clerics, that she had sensed when passing the Wazhuang Post House before!
That unique, pure quality that seemed to contain even more complex rules... she could never mistake it!
She had only been slightly curious back then but had been dissuaded by Anna.
She hadn't expected to meet the owner of this unique light again here, on the seventh floor of the dungeon, upon the Bone Wilderness.
And this person was none other than this young healer before her, who was shrouded in contradictions and secrets.
With her special vision, Amelia could vaguely perceive the life intensity contained within Bai Xuan’s body.
It was already very close to the Practitioner Rank!
An Awakened healer possessing strength close to the Practitioner Rank, while emitting such uniquely pure holy light...
And considering he appeared in this place where the undead were restless due to an anomaly.
And considering the vague pointer in her family’s sacred relic prophecy: “The legendary hero shall manifest at the border”...
A hypothesis that made her heart beat slightly faster quickly sprouted and grew in her mind.
Could it be...
That this big brother, who looked battered but clearly extraordinary, was one of the heroes the prophecy spoke of?
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