Not only were they on to another topic, the Fae had taken great interest in Jake now that he had gained a System Class.
The System wasn’t active in the Fae Realms. Or, it normally wasn’t. So, this was a whole new experience for them. When you lived for thousands of years, new things were one of the greatest experiences of your year, even when they were seemingly mundane to others.
So, Matilda and Jake had gained a large crowd of onlookers who were enthralled with his attempts to master the activation of his new skills.
Slate had given him a war pick as a celebratory gift, as it was the tool that he would be most familiar with. The pick on one side, just like he had swung all his life, and the hammer on the other side, the same as was used to pound metal rods into the stone to create holes for blasting charges.
Now, they had drills for that, but when he was young, they were all pounded with hammers and a metal rod.
He only had a few system linked skills, the base ones of the warriors. Cleave and Guard.
But that was enough to get him started on his training, and Remi was working on a whole new set of potions to help late bloomers catch up to everyone else.
The Karl’s father had a natural affinity for the war pick, and while he hadn’t ever trained as a warrior, he was already very strong. A few more transferred skills and a few potions should make it easy for him to at least reach high Awakened Rank, maybe Ascended before the end of the wedding.
That would make it funny when he went home.
Remi had never been to the Karl’s home town, but from what she remembered, there weren’t any strong people there at all, or any strong monsters to defend against. So, if she got his father properly set up, he might be able to take over and become the big boss.
That would be a good wedding gift.
Sister Rae had won the wedding preparation contest, since she made everyone new outfits. But Remi was pretty sure that she could make a strong showing if she helped advance the father of the Groom.
She didn’t have a potion strong enough for most of the others, though.
She needed better stuff.
But not now. These Elves knew just how to massage her scales, and she was nearly turned into a puddle at this point, just stretched out on the massage bench as she extended her senses into her space to see what the Karl was up to.
Remi was quite satisfied with this level of treatment. She even got a second elf because her body was so long.
They had buffed, oiled, polished, and massaged every centimetre of her body, and even massaged her scalp until her eyes rolled back.
Who knew that Elves could do that?
Could the ones in the Tiny World do it? Or did you have to train them?
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