Transmigrated as a Ghost

Chapter 933 Team Members from the Northern Quadrant (2)

At Valerius' behest, each of the five members that he had gathered to helm the guild's expedition into the uncharted island that appeared suddenly in open waters began briefly disclosing their abilities.

"As the oldest, I suppose that I will go first." Thegia said. "My talents lie in magic. I am adept with earth and illusion magic, while I have a decent grasp on water and nature magic. I am also competent with detection and stealth skills."

Of course, Thegia most certainly had other powers at her disposal. There was simply no way that she did not possess at least a couple of unique skills to have been counted among the elite gathered from across the globe to participate in this upcoming expedition.

Still, it was unlikely that she would reveal her trump cards unless they became necessary. For now, she was just telling them of what her tried and true skills were. What she would use in every situation, from simple to deadly.

Going next, it was rather obvious what Kollo was adept at with but a single glance of her large frame and the battle axe she always kept at her side.

Her expertise lay in pure physical prowess and violence. She was a warrior through and through and did not employ any sort of tricks. Just raw power and skill with her chosen weapon.

As they seemed to be going in order of age, Marcus found himself up next. Luckily, he had already come prepared for this and chosen ahead of time what skills at his disposal he was going to reveal. And thanks to his False Status unique skill, anyone other than Mrazivý was sure to be fooled even if they appraised him.

"Same as Thegia, I am a user of magic. I consider myself quite competent with fire, lightning, iron, and healing. In close quarters I can defend myself well enough, and I have the mana thief skill to replenish my stores and drain my enemies."

Yes, Marcus was passing himself off as primarily just a magic practitioner and was hiding his two strongest magic affinities.

Frankly, he did not want to give away his true strengths and was keeping his skills with dark and light magic, as well as the scythe a secret. He figured that there would be a greater number of frontliners among the expedition than naught, and that he could simply fill the role of a support mage.

If push came to shove, he would certainly go all out, but keeping his true powers hidden was par for the course. None of them were going to tip their entire hand when their party was a makeshift and temporary one.

"To think that you were a user of healing magic, that is fairly rare. I heard that only one other member of the expedition was capable of doing so. Perchance would you tell us what tier of spells you are able to use?" Thegia said, looking all the more interested in Marcus.

Naturally healing magic was incredibly important, but few adventurers could actually employ it to an exceptional level.

A majority of high-level healers could live an easy life flexing their talents for a steady and hefty stream of money. They had no need to risk their lives delving into dangerous places or fighting against powerful beasts and monsters.

Most adventurers got by in the field by using potions or other magic items that could employ healing, but when it came down to it, nothing beat having the reliability of a capable healer that could employ magic at a moment's notice. Especially on a long expedition when it was unknown when they could return to employ the services of a professional healer.

"I can employ spells up to tier eight. So as long as you are still alive, I can bring you back from the brink." Marcus responded.

Everyone was certainly impressed hearing how high his healing magic skill was.

For most the tier seven spell regenerate was greatly sought after for being able to heal any physical wound, but for those that reached high levels and had their own regeneration skills, what they were most afraid of was debilitating status conditions. Which the tier eight healing magic spell true restoration could fix most of.

It came as a great relief to know that they had a capable healer among their members in case of being afflicted with a powerful curse, or a poison that was resistant to normal antidotes.

"My specialties lie in the art of swordsmanship and ice magic. I am best at close combat but can hold my own from afar as well." Mrazivý said, going after Marcus.

After Mrazivý, the only one left was Miguel, though he did not look enthused to reveal any of his skills.

"Miguel, I understand you normally work alone, but your powers are going to be necessary for this mission. I know you only agreed because you feel you owe the guild and me personally. Nevertheless, at least a base amount of cooperation will be needed." Valerius said, urging Miguel to open up just a bit.

"Fine." Miguel said with a sigh. "I use a sword for my main weapon and a circular shield for defense. As for magic, I can use sacred and summoning magic."

For all but Valerius, everyone in the room was shocked to hear Miguel's main abilities.

Certainly fighting with a sword and shield was common, but the types of magic he possessed were both rarer than Marcus' healing magic.

"I can see now why someone so young was chosen to join us. To think you have two magic skills I have only ever heard tale of. Would you mind giving a demonstration for me? It is not often I get to see new types of magic at my age." Thegia said, her undivided attention on Miguel.

He looked quite put off by her insistence, not wanting to show his hand. But Valerius nodded at him, and Miguel reluctantly showed off his magic.