Power System

Name: Lucia-Sancus

Race: Ancient Dragon (Royal Family)

Level: 75

Available Rune Points: 2

Attributes: Vigor 40, Mind 15, Endurance 15, Strength 30, Dexterity 20, Intelligence 9, Faith 15, Arcane 10

Skills: Ancient Dragon Combat Art (unranked), Storm Swordsmanship (unranked)

Legendary Abilities: Dragon Bloodline Inheritance (locked), Memory Battlefield (unlocked)

That night, in the camp, Lucia once again summoned his data panel in his mind. He stared in astonishment at the newly added available Rune points, and only after a very, very long while did he mutter softly, "No way..."

He had once thought the way to gain points was to defeat powerful enemies. After all, the last time he had somehow defeated Samuel by a freak combination of circumstances, he had inexplicably gained fifteen upgrade points and even unlocked the Memory Battlefield along the way. But what happened today had completely overturned his guess.

On the way back to the main force after his meeting with Clareville, Lucia had taken his personal guards on a genuine hunt. After all, there was no guarantee that among the five-hundred-man envoy there were no eyes and ears from other countries. Since he had gone out under the pretext of a hunt to hold a secret meeting, he had to play the part all the way through. He certainly could not return empty-handed.

However, after personally shooting down three wild wolves and one Rune Bear, perhaps because some lingering aftereffect of farming souls in his previous life was acting up, he suddenly had the urge to glance at his panel—and who would have thought there really was something there!

"In other words, whether it's a 'powerful enemy' or not doesn't matter. As long as there's a process of active killing, I can obtain Runes from the other party, and once they accumulate to a certain degree, they turn into upgrade points? But I didn't personally finish off Samuel either... If killings caused by my subjective actions count, then why didn't the Demi-human allied army wiped out at Sunset Pass count?"

Because he checked his panel every so often, he was absolutely certain that this gain in upgrade points had occurred right after the hunt just now and had nothing whatsoever to do with Guerel wiping out the allied army.

He carefully recalled every detail from the process of unlocking the Memory Battlefield, including the fact that he had repeatedly tried to use every sort of scheme and trick to farm Samuel's analysis progress, only for it all to prove futile in the end. After thinking for a long time, the most likely answer finally surfaced in his mind.

As long as he personally caused an enemy's death in direct battle, then regardless of whether the final "execution" motion was completed by his own hand, he could obtain Runes from it.

This mechanism could not help but remind Lucia of himself in his previous life, before he had obtained the Starscourge Greatsword, when he had repeatedly lured unfortunate crows to their deaths outside Mohgwyn National Bank. Only back then, on that cliff, there had been countless white phantom bros farming souls with him, while now he was alone.

He let out a soft breath and withdrew his scattered thoughts, then began to calculate his stat allocation like a stingy old landlord—there was no need to raise Mind for the time being. In any case, he had not mastered any high-level incantation that consumed large amounts of divine power, and whenever he normally needed to use mental power, entering the Memory Battlefield was enough.

By the same logic, Faith and Arcane provided negligible improvement to him at the present stage. And so, after some struggle, Lucia ultimately invested the two points into Strength and Dexterity respectively.

"Tch. Next time. Next time, I'll definitely raise Intelligence to double digits!" he silently promised himself.

It was all this data panel's fault for phrasing things so unreasonably. What Intelligence? It was clearly magic power! Calling it Intelligence this and Intelligence that all day long—anyone who did not know better would think that with 9 Intelligence he really was an idiot. Absolutely outrageous!

That night, Lucia, who had risen to level 77, entered the recollection battle once more to challenge Samuel. After being beaten to a pulp more than twenty times and successfully pushing the analysis progress to 19%, he finally fell into a deep sleep, utterly exhausted.

Early the next morning, the envoy continued toward Dectus. Lucia also sat back inside that heavily guarded carriage and began thinking over his next course of action along the way.

After taking the Grand Lift of Dectus up to the Altus Plateau, they could reach Leyndell within three days as long as they followed the King's Road straight ahead. As the birthplace and core sphere of influence of the entire Golden Dynasty, the Altus region was undoubtedly the most developed area in The Lands Between in terms of prosperity and public order alike, and the dynasty's rule there was even more deeply rooted. Just thinking about it was enough to know that there was no way he would get another chance like Kallen to do whatever he wanted.

"No matter what, the priority from here on should still be improving my own strength..." he thought silently.

To be fair, his current combat strength really could not be considered weak. The bloodline talent of an Ancient Dragon demigod was right there, and after dragonification, he could naturally break past the shackles of level and unleash power far beyond ordinary people. In remote regions that could not even produce more than a few knights, he could at least count as a local powerhouse.

Unfortunately, the place he was headed to now was the Golden Capital, the political, military, economic, and cultural center of the entire continent. It could be said to be a place where heroes walked the streets and knights were worth less than dogs.

By contrast, among the demigods around his own age, Godrick, who was sixteen this year, might have been extremely unreliable in how he conducted himself, but as early as two years ago, he had already been publicly acknowledged by the world as possessing hero-level strength. And among the three Carian demigods invited to the royal capital at the same time as him, fourteen-year-old Radahn had been famous for martial valor since childhood and had gained the name of a hero even earlier.

If one counted the Golden Prince Godwyn of the same generation, there was even less need to say. As the eldest legitimate son of the Goddess and the War King, that great figure could be said to have perfectly inherited the finest bloodlines of both parents. In appearance, character, wisdom, and strength, every aspect of him could be called peerless.

More than ten years ago, in the great war where Caria and Sky City joined forces against the Golden Dynasty, the western expedition army led by Radagon had still been in Liurnia, while the eastern expedition army under the War King had been far away in Caelid. Godwyn had almost single-handedly held off the offensive of the Ancient Dragons, who had arrived with the strength of their entire nation. Otherwise, the current Golden Dynasty might long ago have been strangled in its infancy.

It was precisely because of this that he had gained the heartfelt support of both the old and new factions at the same time, and was jointly recognized throughout the Golden Dynasty as the supreme existence who would, in the future, end the dual system of God and King, unite the two factions, and usher in a brand-new age of law.

Thinking of all this, Lucia let out a long, faint sigh. Compared with these demigods who had already become legends or were destined to become legends, no matter how he looked at it, he felt like he was just there to make up the numbers!

After arriving in the royal capital, he absolutely had to lie low for a while. First, he would figure out the operating mechanism of the Memory Battlefield, then find an opportunity to properly raise his level... Right, there was this too.

He looked toward the legendary abilities section of his panel, his gaze lingering for a long time on the still-locked "Dragon Bloodline Inheritance."

Ever since the day he was born, he had been able to sense an exceedingly powerful seal deep within his soul. According to his past conversations with Priest Lance and the elders, hidden behind that seal was the Ancient Dragon race's most mysterious and most powerful bloodline inheritance. It was power that originated from the Dragon God Hlaris and the Dragonlord Placidusax.

It was precisely because that power was too strong and too difficult to control that the Dragon God and Dragonlord had placed this restriction within the souls of the Ancient Dragon race. Only when their mental power grew strong enough could they gradually open it.

And now, Lucia had a bold idea. If he borrowed the reinforcement of the Memory Battlefield, his mental power even far surpassed that of a peak demigod—once he settled down in the royal capital, perhaps he could begin working on breaking the seal.

As he was thinking, the carriage gradually slowed, then finally came to a stop.

From outside the carriage came Guerel's slightly displeased voice. "Your Highness, we've arrived at Dectus, but there seem to be people blocking the road ahead."