From Player To Npc - Chapter 202

His TRANCE ROOM and SCRY MODE were still not available. Same with his Spectator Mode, which he doubted the reason would be for Little Phoenix to be offline.

Since he could use all of those in the past, that meant that his damaged eyes were the reason they weren’t available. So he wondered what else could be the reason for damaging his eyes.

He focused on forcing on entering the TRANCE ROOM or starting his SCRY MODE, but he was unsuccessful for both. But he felled resistance that prevented him from using them, and not that they weren’t available at all. This meant that he could reaccess them; he just had to find the right way and pull the right amount of ‘force.’

He got a few hours of normal rest but first cleaned his wounds and changed some bandages he had used. He always had medical supplies, even simple ones, for these kinds of situations. He also drank another HP Regeneration Potion, even if his HP was full, as it would help to close some of his wounds fully.

He didn’t have any dreams and was back in the darkroom, which normally would terrify him, but he welcomed this change. He started mentally training himself, similar to how he would be in the TRANCE ROOM, but the effects were nowhere close. It was mostly to test himself.

The difference between his TRANCE ROOM and the darkroom was that he could use no skills or spells in the darkroom, but he could do mental training that wouldn’t cause an actual change unless he spent days in the darkroom there. Even then, the change would be just barely noticeable.

Also, since it was fully mental training, the limits were the ones on his mind which could differ from the actual ones, making the training even less beneficial unless he had a perfect understanding of his current limits.

He woke up after a few hours, and when he got out of his room, he noticed Garry was still in the kitchen.

“Morning.” [Shingi]

“…morning…. Did you have a pleasant sleep?” [Garry]

Shingi summoned some bread and meat he had gotten from the giants, and he had stored in his ring and threw some at Garry. He didn’t know exactly what time it was, but from the noices, he could hear from outside, it seemed like it was not too early in the morning. He had slept for more than he wanted, but his body felt better. His eyes hadn’t improved at all, though.

“Son… as for yesterday I… I want to say that I understand your reasons for doing what you did. I just hope you can trust me and understand that we can’t face him with just us or even those friends of yours. Even everyone in the town currently may not be able to go against him. We need to…” [Garry]

“We will decode the book first.” [Shingi]

Shingi knew what Garry thought, and even if he hadn’t seen the book for himself, it would be worth the time spent investigating it if it really had something to do with Mikhail.

“You said that it should be written in the Old Runic Language. Right?” [Shingi]

“…. Yes” [Garry]

As Garry nodded to show that he was right, there was a delay, but then he remembered that Shingi couldn’t see.

“I know a person who can help us. But first, I want your help with something.” [Shingi]

“Of course I will help you. What is it?” [Garry]

Shingi had given a thought about his situation and how he could improve his situation, and he had come up with a plan.

“I need one of your eyes.” [Shingi]

The surprise of Garry was clear to Shingi to detect, but it wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be.

“Ok. Do you think you can use it to replace one of your lost ones? I can use you both if so.” [Garry]

The response surprised Shingi, as he had felt no signs of fatherly affection from Garry until now. Then, of course, there were the moments back in the forge that he could see the pride at his eyes, for his son’s talent in the ways of crafting, but nothing else.

“Just one will be enough. But we will need to prepare and test some things first. Also, it won’t be helpful for you to go fully blind. There are still things you can help with.” [Shingi]

Shingi told him to get the book, and gave him directions to Zhen’s lab, and taught him the secret knock for one of the Oozes to open the secret door for him.

As for him, he headed for the Blue Moon Guild’s Headquarters, as he wanted to learn firsthand how far they had progressed. He also wanted Marcy to send some messages to his students, as she was their Guild Leader, and she could message him from almost anywhere. The exceptions were too few, and the Tower wasn’t one of them, fortunately.

He changed his equipment to have normal clothes, and he had a hood up to keep his face and mask hidden and not draw too much attention.

The least that he wanted to deal with now were Blessed Ones that wanted to befriend him. The demonstration of his magic at the King’s Guards had drawn some attention, and he was certain that they would soon understand who he really was since he entered the forge, and he was seen getting in the tavern with Volig and everyone else.

He reached the Guild, which was near the Shop but was at the other side from the one leading towards the gates. He heard people shouting all together as they were training a set of moves, step by step.

Shingi heard the familiar voice of Ragnarock shouting, and most of the time, insulting someone.

It seemed like Ragnarock wasn’t the main tutor, as his style of fighting didn’t use any set of moves, just purely charging and slashing. Instead, his reason for being there was to distract the students or try to, as they had to learn not to let anyone distract them and focus on the task at hand.

Shingi detected Soryn being nearby, and the only reason he detected him was that he was meditating. When Soryn meditated, he was manipulating some Air mana to spin around him.

Shingi headed in as he showed a Guild pass to the Blessed Ones that were acting as guards. They let him pass, asking no questions because his pass was golden, meaning he was one of the high-ranked members, even if he didn’t look like that with his current equipment.

As he got in, he focused on trying to find the aura of Marcy. He had memorized the Blessed Aura of every Player he worked with. He had noticed some differences between them but didn’t know the reason behind those changes.

His MANA SENSE had regained some power after his rest, but it still was some way to reach the power it had before, even during the weakened state of his. However, since his MANA SENSE had replaced his missing sense of sight, he had noticed a few details he hadn’t noticed before and lead to his skill to regain some of its power and even learn more from it.

If he kept progressing like that, his Skill could be at the top of the Master Rank if he healed his Minor Spirit Madness and exited his Weakened State. He may even reach the Grandmaster Rank with it, although he considered the chance for that to be a quite slight one.

He still had heard none of the Spirit voices, but all the other effects seemed to be still active.

He detected Marcy, and she was actually where the board with Quests assigned from the Guild for his members should be. Marcy was there to keep a record of what quests they took and who took each quest.

Shingi walked towards her but didn’t try to draw her attention yet, as she was busy. But she noticed him and actually ran towards him.

She opened her arms and hugged him while Shingi could do nothing about it. His reading of the movement of others still lacked, especially if they moved too fast so he could avoid her.

Shingi could feel the awkwardness in the environment as nobody was speaking, and he could tell that everyone was looking towards him and Marcy.

“You stupid, stupid boy. Have you lost your mind?” [Marcy]

Shingi didn’t expect a response like that, as he wasn’t that close with Marcy. He had helped her a lot and played a large part in the Guild’s success, but this didn’t create any bond justifying this reaction.

‘Could it be that she…’ [Shingi]

Shingi could think of only one reason that someone would react like that. Marcy wanted to be closer to him than he thought.

“Do you know in how much trouble I would be if you died? You still haven’t reported to us about the way of reaching the next Guild Level. We reached the maximum capacity a week ago, and you have ignored all my messages on how we should move. So where is the Quest?” [Marcy]

And it seemed like the case wasn’t like he thought it would be. It seemed like she just was worried about her Guild not growing in power.

He had noticed in the past that Marcy enjoyed more than normal being the Guild Leader, but Shingi didn’t realize how much she liked it till now.

Could that be a bad choice or the greatest choice he had ever made? He was still uncertain about that.