The Master of Uradan - Chapter 98

The battle quickly came to an end after the appearance of the Intermediate Warrior. Surprisingly, almost all members of the clan, except for the children, were injured, but only a couple of them had found death here.

This result made the warrior from the great clan reevaluate this clan. Even so, from his point of view, if he hadn’t appeared at this time, the old rank 4 Beginner Warrior would be dead, and against a powerful warrior, the whole clan could probably have been exterminated.

It only took a small investigation to know who was under this attack, and all the clans responsible would be judged by the great clans. But the result was useless for the Blackwolf clan, and from there, it didn’t concern them anymore.

If Darias could, he would rush against the Greensnake clan by himself to kill them all, but he knew that he couldn’t do such a thing. He solemnly thanked the warrior for his help, as it was the only thing he could do. He knew that what would decide the great clans would be harsh, as it had always been the case.

There was also a great chance for the dozen clans that had participated in this operation to be simply exterminated, but he couldn’t be sure about it. In any case, he didn’t have any say in the decision, so it was useless to think about it.

The rest of the night was a long one. Rohan was sitting near the fire as he looked at the members of the clans exhausted. Some of them had died, but compared with the attack from the dracasses, the result was incredible.

The young warrior couldn’t help but think that those members of the Blackwolf clan were indeed fitting to their name. He had never seen people fight like this. Then again, he hadn’t seen a lot of people fight.

He had seen the blood flowing down. Since this day he had been forced to flee, he felt that his luck had taken a sharp turn.

From a child of a nobleman living in peace, to a warrior constantly fighting wherever he was going. Maybe his luck was truly this bad. Or maybe his luck was normal, and such a life was a common one for the people that were not from the nobility class. He had no way to know, but from what he could see, he would choose the second choice.

This world. It simply seemed to be a harsh place to live.

After this night, the place was cleaned up and the dead bodies had been sent away. The Blackwolf clan never heard again of the dozen clans that had launched a joint attack against them. However, the news of the clan defending itself until the arrival of the warrior from the great clan spread life a wildfire. All the clans, from the external, internal, or central ring knew about them.

Those who had thought about attacking once they would leave the gathering were now taking a step back. The others, who watched the show with interest, praised this clan for fighting this well.

But even after this news, no one cared about this clan. Even if the members knew how to fight and were extremely good, the gathering was only a duel against two fighters. Since it wasn’t a secret that the old Garrold was now crippled, no one put this clan in their eyes anymore.

A rank 4 Beginner Warrior, even crippled, was still a great powerhouse, but there were still two other clans from the external ring with such a warrior. It was then obvious that they would lose their place in the top three.

The next few days resembled each other. During this time, waiting for the gathering to truly begin, Rohan was still training.

Since everyone already knew he was a rank 5 Beginner warrior, he had taken back his session of meditation openly. He had now even decided to accelerate the process and used the mana cores of the dracasses he had taken away.

From the fifteen he had recuperated, he had given five of them to the other clan members and kept ten for himself. Among those, one had more mana than the others. It was the one coming from the leader.

After a session of mediation, Rohan would instantly take one of those cores to extract the mana inside. It wasn’t a difficult process, as all he had to do was put the core on the opening of one of his meridians, and it would immediately flow inside those before entering his mana core.

Then, he would make another session. One mana core was enough to replenish one time completely his mana, while the second would only regenerate half of it. This way, Rohan would use two mana cores for three days, thus increasing his sessions until he could do three per day. Once in the morning, and two at night.

With these three sessions a day where Rohan increased the opening of his first meridian in the goal to create a vortex, he concluded that he would need probably more than five months before he would become a rank 6 Intermediate Warrior. The problem was that he didn’t have enough mana cores for such consumption, and with only two sessions a day, it would take him ten months to reach the next rank.

Such a speed let him sigh, but he could only patiently continue. If other warriors could hear his thought, they would probably want to murder him in a second. Rohan would be 17 years old in a few weeks, and he would become a rank 6 Intermediate Warrior before he hit 18. Such a speed would leave everyone baffled.

Even in the empires of the north, where the mana was more abundant, and where geniuses who could open several meridians in a single day with resources could be found, they would take some time before reaching the intermediate ranks.

For Rohan to be sure to reach it before he was 18 years old, he was a genius among the geniuses, even from the most powerful empire standards.

Along with his session of mediation, he also continued the drawing of his rune to rank up his wizard rank. He also had three sessions each day with the proportion of regeneration from his mana stone being higher than the mana core. With his current speed, it will only take him a couple of months to finish it and to become a rank 2 Beginner Wizard.

His learning of the rune was smooth enough to follow the speed at which he was drawing the strokes, and since the three sessions a day didn’t need any exterior means, he was sure to rank up in a few months.

The problem he had however was about the spells. He only had one currently, and it was the wind blade. While it was useful, it would slowly become irrelevant for him as a rank 6 Intermediate was able to use a mana blade.

He would then need at some point to learn other useful spells, but he didn’t have the slightest idea of where to find them.. In any case, it wouldn’t be in the Barren Lands that he would find anything.