Dazzling Light

"Is this skill called Dazzling Light?"

Parr unfolded the thin sheet of white paper. With Dark Vision, the contents were clearly visible at a glance. The first thing that caught his eye was two large Wind Wolf Script characters: Dazzling Light.

Dazzling Light was the skill recorded on this sheet of paper. It was the most basic and fundamental skill of the Church of Neutral Light, one that every Church member had to learn, whether they were Knights or healers.

"Let's see what it says below."

Parr looked down and saw a line of small writing: "A Harvest Festival gift from Bolen to welcome Ithil into the Church."

"This..."

Parr froze for a moment before realizing it. Combined with the diary's earlier contents and the handwriting of that line, this Bolen was clearly the Church Knight who had died in battle! He had not expected to learn his name here. What an...

"What a surprise! It's a shame Bolen Knight would never be able to give this gift to Ithil himself."

After shaking his head with a sigh, Parr continued reading. Before him were rows of neat, rigid Wind Wolf Script, identical to the handwriting in the diary. Bolen had written it himself. It had to be said, anyone capable of making the flowing Wind Wolf Script look so stiff was quite talented! The rigid script nearly filled the entire thin sheet of paper, describing how to cultivate Dazzling Light.

"..."

Parr held the thin sheet of paper and studied it for a long time. In the end, he summarized two points. First: only those who held justice in their hearts could cultivate Dazzling Light.

Second: Dazzling Light was an inherited skill. Anyone learning it had to have a Church Knight activate it using their own Dazzling Light.

"So that means cultists can't learn this skill, and neither can anyone not acknowledged by a Church Knight!"

Parr folded up the thin paper and raised a hand to rub his sore eyes. Then, seeing the notification that had appeared on his Status Panel, a smug smile spread across his little face.

"Hehehe, good thing I have my cheat! I can spend Mental Energy Points to learn this skill."

Beep. A learnable skill has been detected. Spend 10 Mental Energy Points to learn it? "Yes!"

This time, Parr did not hesitate. If it had required Life Energy Points, he might have agonized over it, but the skill used Mental Energy Points, so Parr had no problem with that! Beep. 10 Mental Energy Points consumed. Skill learned successfully.

As the second notification appeared on the Status Panel, Parr vaguely felt that something had been added to his mind. It was hazy, impossible to describe.

"What a strange feeling."

Shaking his head, Parr eagerly looked at his Status Panel.

Name: Parr Tianxing
Gender: Male
Race: Human Race

Age: 10 (20)

Realm: Elementary Knight Apprentice (5/100)

Stamina: 18/100
Mental Power: 4/10
HP: 100/100

Talents:
Prompt Wake-Up LV2
Bright Eyes LV2

Skills:
Wind Wolf Basic Breathing Technique LV5
Wind Wolf Basic Swordsmanship MAX
Dazzling Light LV1
(Also known as Life Light, the most basic and fundamental skill of the Church of Neutral Light. When used, it forms a white dazzling light over the body's surface, capable of intimidating and burning evil creatures. Cost: 1 Stamina. Duration: 5 seconds.)

Life Energy Points: 40
Mental Energy Points: 116

"Intimidates and burns evil creatures? Evil creatures? Walking Corpses?"

Looking at the skill description, Parr fell into thought. However, with too little information, he could not come up with any proper answer for now. So he simply stopped thinking about it and turned his attention back to the Status Panel. Seeing that Dazzling Light could be upgraded, a thought crossed his mind.

Beep. Spend 10 Life Energy Points to upgrade Dazzling Light LV1 to LV2?

"What the heck? It uses Mental Energy Points when learning it, but Life Energy Points when upgrading it. What a weird skill. Of course I'm not upgrading it. I'm desperately short on Life Energy Points right now."

Shaking his head, Parr grumbled as he closed the Status Panel. He glanced back at John, who was sleeping soundly, then tucked the thin paper back into the diary. He placed the diary into the small bundle containing the belongings of Church Knight Bolen, then got up and walked behind a large tree to pee.

Of course, Parr was not just peeing. He wanted to test out his newly learned skill.

"Dazzling Light!"

With a thought from Parr, his Stamina immediately dropped by one point, and the Dazzling Light skill on the Status Panel began flashing. This meant Parr was using the skill.

So what did Dazzling Light look like when activated?

Parr: "That night, I became light while taking a piss!"

Of course, Parr had not actually become light. He had become a Light Man. Just as the skill description said, when Dazzling Light was activated, white dazzling light formed over the user's body.

The description had been vague, and Parr only understood what it meant by white dazzling light after using the skill himself.

"So I turned into an oversized electric lamp! An energy-saving lamp, at that."

Parr gave himself a shake, pulled up his pants, and raised his arm to look at it. A layer of soft white light covered his arm. It was not glaring; instead, it felt warm.

The state did not last long. After only five seconds, the white light over Parr's body vanished because he deactivated the skill.

"There's no way I'm going to be an electric lamp. Not even an energy-saving lamp."

Having tested the skill, Parr's curiosity was satisfied. The day's exhaustion came crashing down on him, so he did nothing else. He returned to the campfire, wrapped himself in his blanket, and fell asleep to the sound of John's snoring. Before drifting off, though, he muttered, "I still have too few Life Energy Points. I haven't gotten any in days. Tomorrow, I have to catch a Stupid Rabbit and use its blood to nourish my Life Energy Points."

Darkness. Blackness. Utter darkness where he could not see his hand before his face. Parr had that inexplicable dream again. Just like last time, when the sound of rushing water reached his ears, he started walking toward the unknown ahead.

Who knew how long passed before a glimmer of light appeared ahead again? It was far away, but it gave him an endpoint. Parr quickened his pace, and the light grew brighter until it filled his entire field of vision.

"An eye?"

Parr stepped out of the darkness and into the light, where he saw a blue eye larger than he was. Then...

"Huff..."

At dawn, Parr once again jolted awake from his dream, drenched in sweat. His eyes were filled with terror as he panted heavily. Yet as he lowered his head and thought deeply, it was just like before—he could not remember what he had seen at the end. He only remembered an eye, an enormous eye with a blue pupil.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare, little guy?"

The eastern sky was beginning to brighten. John had already gotten up and was practicing with his sword. Hearing the commotion, he turned back and was stunned by Parr's appearance. Then he sheathed his sword and walked over.

"I had a nightmare, but I can't remember what it was about." Parr came back to himself and stopped dwelling on it. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, crawled out from under the blanket, and stretched.

Then John used his sheathed longsword to lift Parr's blanket, waving the sword as he checked underneath from side to side.

John's actions made Parr curious, and he could not help asking, "Uncle John, what are you doing?"

"Checking whether this little guy wet the bed because a nightmare scared him!" John replied as if it were only natural.

"You're the one who wets the bed. Your whole family wets the bed!" Parr went mad inside, speechless. John was too much. Did he still think Parr was a three- or four-year-old kid? Unless...

Thinking of something, Parr narrowed his eyes and asked with an innocent-looking expression, "Could it be that Uncle John wet the bed after being scared by a nightmare?"

"Uh..."

John stiffened for a moment, then casually lowered the blanket and walked off with his hands behind his back.

"Little guy, since you're awake, let's get going! We have to make up for the distance we missed yesterday!"

"Die, rabbit! Give me your life!"

At noon, after another half day of tedious travel through the forest, John and Parr stopped. Parr did not even eat before tossing aside his bundle and charging into the grass to look for Stupid Rabbits. Sure enough, there were truly a lot of them. The deeper they went into the forest, the more there were.

Parr narrowed his eyes and swept his gaze around. In the dense green grass, he spotted several gray antenna-like shapes: Stupid Rabbit ears, which were incredibly easy to recognize.

What was there left to say? Parr strode toward the nearest Stupid Rabbit. This time, he did not carefully conceal his movements, because he had figured it out. Even if Stupid Rabbits heard something, as long as you did not show any intention or action of catching them, they would not run at all. They were extraordinarily calm.

After taking several large strides, Parr approached the Stupid Rabbit, then feinted another pounce.

"Hey!"

The Stupid Rabbit took the bait as expected. It kicked hard with its hind legs and leaped diagonally to the left. Parr hurriedly reached out to grab it, and then...

"Huh? Why was this one so easy to catch?"

To Parr's surprise, this Stupid Rabbit did not pull anywhere near as many weird tricks as yesterday's. He caught it just like that.

"Could this one be an idiot?"

Holding the Stupid Rabbit by its long ears, Parr carefully examined the rabbit struggling in his hand.

"It doesn't look stupid! At least it knows to struggle. Whatever, I won't think about it. Catching it is all that matters. I can finally avenge myself! Hehehe, die, rabbit, hehehe..."

Parr stopped overthinking it. Laughing gleefully, he pulled out the Black Short Sword at his waist and sliced open the Stupid Rabbit's throat. Before it could struggle violently, he swiftly jabbed the sword tip into the spot between its two long ears. That was the Stupid Rabbit's fatal point. Instantly, it stopped struggling.

Then Parr lowered his head to look at the blade. There was no notification. It seemed that one Stupid Rabbit did not contain enough energy for a full point, so he did not receive any Life Energy Points.

"Fine, no points then! At least I finally get to eat rabbit meat!"

Sheathing his sword, Parr carried the dead Stupid Rabbit over to John and proudly held it up.

"Catching Stupid Rabbits isn't that hard!"

"Oh?"

John carefully looked over the Stupid Rabbit in Parr's hand, then smiled and shook his head as he dealt him a blow. "Little guy, the Stupid Rabbit you caught is too small. It was probably a baby rabbit that had only recently left the nest. It didn't have much experience, which is why you caught it. If it had been that old rabbit from yesterday, you definitely wouldn't have caught it."

"Hmph!"

Parr merely snorted and ignored John. He walked to the side, squatted down, and began preparing the Stupid Rabbit with extremely skilled movements.

Do not forget Parr's other identity: the final disciple of Old Man Rottus, Haystack Village's old butcher. Slaughtering chickens and sheep was his specialty, so dealing with a Stupid Rabbit was nothing. The Stupid Rabbits he had handled before had all been caught by Haystack Village's hunting team, though. This was the first Stupid Rabbit he had caught and prepared himself. It was also a first for the transmigrator occupying Parr's body. Fortunately, all the memories remained, and the preparation went smoothly.

After preparing the Stupid Rabbit, Parr was just about to look for firewood when he turned around and saw that John had somehow already started a fire.

"Little guy, what are you standing around for? Hurry over and roast the rabbit meat!"

John called out while holding a large bundle of small sticks. From the look of it, he planned to mooch off Parr's food at lunch today.