The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 1170

Chapter 1170: Backlash

Downstairs, the Innkeeper greeted them with a warm smile. “Demon Lord, Young Miss, it is good to see you again. Would you like drinks? Perhaps an evening meal?”

Karl nodded. “The servants just brought up a meal, but both, I think. Something light to eat, anyhow. Then we need you to find us a young, as in still growing, but not before puberty, Wrath Demon or Orc. One with ambition and skills.”

“And then we will need to borrow you as well. Just for a few minutes. It will help us with our work here.” Dana added.

The Innkeeper was from a Magic Demon species, so he should be suitable for most mage type classes.

“I know just the one for your task. Let me send a runner.”

The Demon motioned for the server to bring them drinks, and then joined Dana and Karl at the table.

“What can I help you with? Questions about the continent?”

Dana nodded. “Those as well. But first, I want to know what happens when you read this book.”

She handed him the book of [Magic Missile Volley], an improved version of Magic Missile she had gained with her new class. It was no harder to write, and logically, it should be better for awakening a class, as it wasn’t a basic spell that classically trained mages might know.

The demon opened the book, and then a pulse of black mist emerged from his body, and it was knocked out of his hands. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Cara leapt out of her space and onto the table to examine the strange phenomenon.

She hadn’t even detected the magic on him before he tried to use the book.

That was new.

And new was interesting.

[Tell him to do it again. Nullify isn’t finding anything.] Cara demanded.

“Are you alright? If you are, we would like for you to try again.” Karl requested.

The demon was breathing heavily, but he nodded. “Just a moment, that was unexpectedly painful.”

Karl focused on Remi’s skills and created a Healing Totem on the table. The magical item would cleanse, purify and heal. Perfect for unknown negative effects from an unidentified spell.

The Innkeeper took a slow sip of wine, and then placed the cup well away from himself as he reached for the book again.

This time, when the black mist pulsed, Cara hit it with [Nullify] at the Mythic Rank, and a ringing noise, like a hammer hitting a gong, echoed through the room, along with a flash of blackness that darkened the entire room, even to Karl’s senses.

But Cara wasn’t giving up on Nullifying the effect, and the darkness quickly faded.

She nodded and tapped the book, which the Demon picked up and carefully opened.

It vanished in his hands, and the Innkeeper’s eyes went vacant for a moment.

When they opened, they glowed blue with power, and his feathers seemed to crackle with magic. Karl smiled in victory, then inspected the man with the System Interface.

{Name} Tantala

{Rank} Commander

{Class} Spellweaver

Then the letters seemed to jumble, before fading from sight along with the demon’s newly gained nameplate.

“So, it’s not impossible, it’s being forcibly suppressed.” Dana muttered.

[And the spell isn’t on him. It’s just here, everywhere. See if he can use his skills.] Cara requested.

The Orc looked like he was about to say something, then reconsidered and sat down at the table. He took a pair of reading glasses out of his pocket, and then flipped open the book.

Cara flexed her claws, preparing for the backlash, but nothing came.

The book vanished, the boy’s eyes went blank for a second, and then he got a nameplate that didn’t vanish immediately.

{Name} Boy

{Rank} Commander

{Class} Warrior

“Your father named you ‘boy’?” Karl asked.

The Orc nodded. “When I reach two metres tall, I can pick a new name for myself. Until then, I’m still a boy.”

That actually sounded like a very Orcish thing to do.

“Oh! I can use even more new skills! What are ‘Bonus Points’? Well, I’ll figure that out later. Guard, Shield Slam, and Cleave. Those sound like an excellent set of Warrior Skills.” He declared.

Dana gave Karl a disbelieving look. With all the options that he might have had, he picked the three most stereotypical Warrior Skills to go with [Rend].

Karl handed him a single silver coin and the Orc pulled him into a hug.

“This is the best day ever. Did you need more answers? If not, I’m going to train with the town guard. They’re never going to believe how much stronger I just got.”

“Go, have fun. Just try not to hurt anyone with your new skills unless they deserve it.” Karl agreed.

Warriors really were born to the role.