Dungeon of Pride, Laplace

Chapter 41: Wind of Change (2)

Sensing that his life was in danger, Drake parrotted all the secrets and conversation he was told to keep to himself. Morax was quietly tall and on the contrary, Drake was a short-statured man. Being lifted by Morax, he was few feet above the ground. He was in quite a predicament right now, on one side was the unreasonable princess who one-sidedly ordered him to keep everything a secret and on the other side was an equally unreasonable grandfather of hers who wouldn’t bat an eye to beat him down to open his mouth.

Saying everything he knew, Drake finally felt relieved but when he realised the consequence of his action when the princess returns, he shuddered like quail.

“You telling me that she has been gone for over a month… and you have the guts to bring this to my notice now!!” Morax tossed Drake aside as he burned with fury. “IF SOMETHING HAPPENS TO MY GRANDDAUGHTER I WILL START THE THIRD APEX WAR” with a loud voice he roared as if declaring to the whole world. Immediately after he said that the surrounding people who were kneeling in front of him panicked and said in a hurried voice “Milord calm down, nothing will happen to the princess. I shall immediately head out to search for her”. When Morax heard that, he immediately ordered the speaker “Adalinda, Fafnir search all the continents and bring her back to me.”

A petite and delicate figure with black hair and a snow-white face wearing an exquisite golden dress stood up from among the kneeling crowd, behind her was a tall warrior who looked so thin that even a slight gust of wind could blow him away. But the aura he was releasing on the contrary told others that he was among the strongest people present here.

Adalinda came forward gracefully bowed and said, “Lord Morax please be rest assured that we will find and protect her even if we have to search all of the continents. No harm shall come to the little princess as long as we are alive”. Morax finally relaxed a little after hearing the assurance from the two of his strongest subordinates. He nodded and replied, “Hmm with you two taking action I can rest assured. But be careful, my granddaughter is wilful and wouldn’t even leave a trace of her aura knowing that I would send people after her to bring her back. Take this transmission shell, If in the off chance something unexpected happens break it and I’ll immediately tear the space and come to your aid”.

‘Wilful? the princess is more than just alright. Sigh how many times has she run out by now? looks like as her master I have to finally teach her a lesson’ Adalinda thought. She swiftly took the small conch that was as big as her palm and filled with complicated patterns and formations, before disappearing only to leave a shattered space in her wake.

A transmission shell is marked with a pattern that allows the user to transmit their message and location to the other party holding a transmission shell with a similar pattern. Fafnir bowed his head and similarly disappeared in a flash.

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Simon slowly opened his eyes as he looked at his surrounding. He was still on the fifteenth floor lying face down. Standing up he tried to recall what had happened “I remember pressing YES when all of a sudden my vision grew hazy and intense pain assaulted me.” He did not know what had happened after he passed out nor did he know if the rank-up was successful or not. Checking his body all over to find any anomalies, he was stunned to discover that his height had grown a few centimeters in size and more importantly the golden-black tattoos that had disappeared after he used the [Ancestral Symbol Ignition] on the direwolves of his first day of arrival in this world have reappeared on his body again. He immediately opened his status to check on his condition.

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Name:- Simon

Race:- Demon Viscount

Titles:- Demon of Pride [Incomplete Fragment 1/5]

Stats:-

Level:- 200

HP:- 25,889

MP:- 33,018

Strength:- 1700

Defence:- 1800

Agility:- 2100

Magic:- 2300

Endurance:- 1900

Luck:- 1300

Skills:- Language Comprehension, Analysis, Flame Magic Mastery, Gale Magic Mastery, Electro Magic Mastery, Thought Processing, Regeneration, High-Speed Flight, Super Strength, Body Enhancement, Fire Resistance, Wind Resistance, Sense Presence

Amalgamation Skills:- [Flame-Gale Mastery]

Inherent Skills:- Dungeon Creation, Main Menu, Ancestral Symbol Ignition

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Simon clenched his hands after looking at his status, he had finally ranked up to Demon Viscount and broke through the restrictions placed on him by his impure bloodline. His stats also saw a sharp increase, some of which have even surpassed the 2000 threshold and delighted him very much. He also gained a few new skills and his previous skills have improved into superior skills.

Electro Magic Mastery was a novice tier magic one of the five basic forms of manas that he gained after he ranked up, he also gained resistance against novice tier fire and wind magic, and his Flight and Body Enhancement skills have improved into superior skills. Doing some light exercise, he felt that the condition of his body was much better than before and strength surged through every corner of his body.

The muscles in his body were much more compact than before and brimmed with devastating power. Feeling the intoxication of power that came from his rank up, Simon finally was aware of the immense gap between a Demon Baron and Demon Viscount. No matter how much a Demon Baron tried to compete they were no match for a Demon Viscount. Now that he had ranked up he could feel that the bloodline within him and become purer by a significant amount.