"Enemy attack?"
The moment Aaron heard the news, his figure flashed, and he slipped into the shadows, vanishing from sight.
A wanderer's signature skill—Stealth!
Don't let the fact that I'm a 'bard' fool you—I'm damn good at playing a 'rogue'!
Ahem!
Couldn't be helped. Bards were too squishy; in the middle of a great battle, protecting himself was what mattered most.
A berserker barbarian warrior who pulled a blade and charged headlong wasn't his style!
What's more...
That [Red-Robed Monk] possessed quasi-legendary combat strength, close to Legendary—and he even held a Legendary item!
Now, this was where the division of class levels needed to be explained.
The natives had no concept of numerical levels. They could only divide strength into commoners, class holders, mid-tier class holders, high-tier class holders, quasi-Legendary, Legendary...
So-called high-tier class holders were all powerful beings at class level 15 or above.
As for quasi-Legendary, their class level might even have reached 19!
As for Aaron?
Uh... he could barely count as a mid-tier class holder!
One look at his status panel made that clear.
[Class: Level 10 Commoner / Level 8 Bard]
The sad truth was that commoner levels did not count toward formal class-holder levels. Thus, he was actually just a level 8 bard!
What was he supposed to use to fight a quasi-Legendary?
Uh...
Fortunately, the two beside him were a high-tier paladin and a high-tier cleric. Playing support shouldn't be much of a problem for him.
Aaron had already darted out of the ice hut and found a patch of shadowy terrain in which to hide.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The snowstorm grew fiercer, and he saw a strangely dressed gnoll figure approaching.
"This outfit..."
"Could it be that unfilial son of mine previously went and wreaked havoc in a Buddhist Tantric world