New Fantasy World: Galeia-Chapter 46

I chuckled. "You really don’t like her, do you?"

"I mean... Pyromancy?" she sighed. "Why not Flame Master or Fire Weaver... I would even accept Temperature Controller." a defeated chuckle left her.

"No way. That sounds worse." I shook my head. "Pyromancy sounds cool."

She sighed. "Anyway. The older a species, the longer their lifespan. This also lowers the fertility. Evolution is attempting to imitate Halves." she looked me directly in the eye.

"Yes." I nodded. "My species information says that. ’You are the existence evolution strives to achieve.’ it says." I read it.

She nodded with a smile.

"Anyway, back to the people." She leaned back.

She then proceeded to list every single species in Galeia. I almost fell asleep.

Lamia, Harpies, Centaurs, Minotaurs, Merfolk, Dryads, Nymphs, Oni, and much more. The wild ones were too many to mention, and I heard some concerning things like undead and cursed ones.

I learned demi, the offspring between different species, could not reproduce among themselves. If they wanted to have children, they’d have to copulate with an individual from one of the parent species.

I was too embarrassed to ask about my possible future child with Alyssa, me being a Halve, and her species consisting of three genders. Some other time, perhaps. I had yet to fully contemplate on the fact I would eventually become something like a father if time and circumstance allowed it. I was born, raised, and died a woman. I still thought of myself as a woman. My mental gymnastics were not that advanced, yet.

I quickly arrived to the conclusion that I wasn’t going to be casting magic any time soon. Lapia wrote a few equations showing me the basics of E’er manipulation. I felt my soul escape my mouth when she drew a circle with numbers. The entire sheet of paper she was using ended up covered in numbers, symbols and more. What looked like a diagram straight out of the Akashic records was surrounded by smaller pentagrams. Instead of lines, however, numbers and letters formed the shape.

"This is the Pyro formula for the spell I told you a while ago." the light of the suns descending in the sky painted the apartment with a warm orange color. The light entering through a window in Lapia’s room. "The formula at the center is what I use to summon the orb of fire and keep it going. The one above is what transforms E’er into beneficial effects." she pointed at the top of the page. "The one below is what makes it damage and influence enemies." the bottom was equally as confusing for me.

It looked like a Mandala. It was symmetric and her handwriting was surprisingly legible. I read ’Pyro’ at least twenty times in the drawing-looking formula.

"...It’s really pretty." was all I could say. I understood none of it.

I picked up another sheet of paper. A much simpler formula written on it. It still looked insane, however. Symbols I had never seen before followed by letters and numbers encircled in what looked like a square root. Instead of a ’v’, it had an ’e’.

This woman could easily solve Earth’s Mathematical Dilemmas in her sleep. I looked at Lapia with admiration.

"You two must be incredibly smart." I put the paper down with a sigh. "This is not for me."

"Don’t do that, Natasha." the Elf chastised me. "This is only the first day."

"It takes a long time." Alyssa said from the living room.

The Luzo had taken a nap when Lapia went N*il deGr*sse Tys*n on my ass. Now lazying on a couch, she was reading the book I gave her.

"Anyway, that was just to show you how linear the progression of studying E’er is." Lapia took the papers and stored them. "If you want a Wizard class, you have to prepare yourself to understand formulas similar to these."

"Couldn’t I just cast spells using a Power Tongue?" I leaned on the table.

"Those only command E’er, they don’t transform it in any way." she thought for a second. "When you speak Infernal, for example, E’er vibrates. You could use that to disturb spells, barriers, wards, and more. I don’t know a thing about Infernal, however. That’s just my assumption. Also, as I said earlier, you can’t cast a spell if you don’t understand the mechanics behind it."

"Hmm... I see." I stretched. "This is way harder than I thought."

"That’s good, in a way. It discourages those who want power for the sake of power. There is no easy way." she chuckled. "You should also start thinking of what class you want next. You’re level four hundred and fifty on three classes."

"Another Warrior class, I don’t think I can handle E’er." I whined. "Maybe related to spears, too."

"How about the Halve specific classes?" Alyssa commented from the living room.

I whipped my head around. "What?"

"Right!" the Elf’s voice was loud. "I forgot about those."

"There have been Halves who founded new classes." Alyssa explained. "As beings born of E’er you influence it the most, so it behaves differently in that particular case. The Shorvanna Records mention them a few times." she stood up and walked over to the table, sitting down. "It’s mentioned that they were all above level one thousand five hundred in total. There are classes that require a base level of power to acquire. I first got Arch Bishop. Then, when I got to level one hundred I went for Cardinal. You can’t be a Cardinal before that. Some classes function that way, their skills too powerful to handle at lower levels. I believe those classes work like that."

"And these classes, what are they?" my heart was beating fast.

"Nobody really knows, unfortunately." she gave me an apologetic smile. "Shorvanna described them as incredibly powerful."

"Who’s Shorvanna?" I tilted my head.

"A Goddess." the Elf replied. "She taught the first tribes the Way of the Warrior."

"Okay." I nodded. "Is there a spear oriented one?" I asked, my fingers itching with the idea of a class specific for my species.

"You may be it." Alyssa smirked. "The Shorvanna Records tell of shields and swords. None with spears."

"How? Aren’t classes founded by groups of individuals sharing their knowledge?" I turned to Lapia.

"Well, a group of Halves gathered and founded new classes. Specific and attainable enough. For your species, at least." the Elf smirked. "You may turn its skills into spear related ones, who knows."

"Okay, that sounds good." I smiled. "How do I get them?"

They both shrugged.

"You’d have to meet Shorvanna." the Luzo took my hand to her cheek and closed her eyes. "You have to reach five hundred in your classes first. Unless you jump into a nest of Blood Fiends, it’ll take a while." she smiled.

"Right..." I nodded. "How about you? What class are you going for?"

"That’ll be a surprise." the Elf said, Alyssa giggled.

I smiled at them and relaxed on the table. Blood Fiends? Nest? Like a dungeon?

"You’ve mentioned dungeons before. What are those?" I took a cherry tomato, and ate it!

"Hmm... Think of one hundred Riverfields on top of each other, going down." Alyssa said as if she was talking about a vacation spot. "Filled with monsters, dangerous environments, and the occasional group of criminals. There are usually a couple monsters stronger than the rest guarding each floor."

"That’s massive. How have monsters not just gone outside and fuck shit up?" I wondered.

"Various factors." the Luzo raised a clawed finger. "E’er density, monsters are stronger the deeper the dungeon goes, so leaving would be like starving for most of them." another finger went up. "People enter and kill them for various personal benefits." she raised a third. "Dungeons hold many treasures. Resources, materials, monsters to tame, the list goes on. Plundering dungeons is very profitable for a nation."

"And how long do people need to clear a dungeon?" I asked.

A few weeks? Months at best? I wondered.

"Years." the Elf shattered my expectations. "Taking into account what you gave us, we could clear a dungeon in a few months. I have never entered one, though." she turned to the more experienced woman.

"Four, five months tops." Alyssa smiled. "Without you, Natasha. You alone could clear an entire floor in minutes. Perhaps even destroy the dungeon itself and make it collapse, killing everything inside in a matter of hours, including other people."

It seems they’re overestimating me. I thought back on the Me’ik, it took me quite a while to kill them all. Well... I didn’t use my most powerful skills.

I scratched my forehead in confusion. "And the three of us going full power? With me attracting monsters and keeping them away from you?"

"Maybe a month." she giggled at my confused face. "We need to sleep."

Right. I have slept only once since I woke up.

"Makes sense." I nodded. "And how profitable would it be in terms of levels and such?"

"Depends on the dungeon. The nearest ones are pretty mid tier, the strongest monster at level eight hundred." she explained.

"Hmm..." I rubbed my chin. "They’d be pretty useful to you two."

"Yes." Lapia nodded. "I think we could get a third class if we go."

"How come I haven’t seen anyone above two fifty?" I asked, remembering the last few days.

"Most people in Riverfield are young. While it takes time to grow in power, it’s also dangerous." Alyssa said. "The best way is to get a solid group, and then take your time clearing dungeons or hunting monsters in the wild. Usually a tank or two, a wizard, a cleric, a scout, an archer, and a warrior. But you’re a Halve." she gave me a smile.

"I see." I nodded.

Yeah, it would be stupid to go unprepared.

"There seems to be a lot of leeway given to us Halves." I commented.

"You’re born with incredible might. Add that to all the things in your storage. You have elixirs and equipment of the highest quality." Lapia shrugged.

"Elixirs?" Alyssa perked up. "Can I see one?"

I summoned an Elixir of Rejuvenation and gave it to her.

Her eyes widened, then squinted.

"This is extremely potent." she took the cork off and sniffed its contents. She put the cork back on and returned the thing. "But it can’t compare to me." she gave me a wink.

I laughed and stored it.

"I bet." Lapia said, standing up. "Bathroom break."

"It got pretty late." Alyssa looked at the clock. "It’s almost eight."

"Sonya!" I stood up. "I’ll be right back."

I gave the Luzo a wet, juicy kiss, and walked to the door leading to Lapia’s office.

Going down the stairs, I took the booklet and the feed.

Hmm... Sonya is twelve years old. Looks ancient, though.

I read the information and walked out of the building. Sonya was drinking water and turned to me when I approached.

"Hey, Sonya." I rubbed her head. "Have you been a good girl?"

She nodded, her ice blue eyes locked with mine.

"You’re pretty smart, aren’t you?" I fed her and petted her red scales. "Such a good girl."

She growled and licked my face, the smell of metal invading my nose.

I admired the fantasy creature for a while, her scales hard and cold.

Such an amazing thing. Even while talking to an Elf and a Luzo I tend to forget how fantastic this world truly is. Barely five days have passed. It feels like months. I chuckled.

"Hey, Sonya." I grabbed her head and put my forehead against hers. "You’re amazing."

She growled and laid down.

"I’ll come back tomorrow morning, we’ll go run to the east." I turned and left, storing the feed and booklet.

As I walked back to the building, I noticed a really nice carriage parked at the front gate. It screamed high class. Two ostrich-like creatures pulling it, and a very well dressed lady holding the reins at the front.

[Tateli, Lvl 147]

[Tateli, Lvl 196]

The lady turned to me and gave me a nod. Her skin was white as processed paper. Her eyes a dull silver. She had long ears like Lapia, and hair darker than Alyssa’s scales done in a bun.

[Elmari Elf, Lvl 101 Stalker]

Ohh! A new one.

I nodded back and entered the building.

Going up the stairs, I whistled a tune and advanced with a light step as I cleaned my face with a towel. Reaching the top floor, I walked over to Lapia’s office and opened the door.

The office looked comfy. The light of the suns bathing it in warm light.

I walked to the door and knocked.

"Is anyone home? I’m selling a brand new product." I called. "My company deals with high quality silk bed-sheets. We guarantee one hundred percent customer satisfaction." I waited.

I heard footsteps and the door opened.

There, a man of color stood. Wavy brown hair to his shoulders. A suit hugged his body. Hazel eyes stared at me and slowly widened. He was handsome and well built.

[Amal Human, Lvl 192 Duelist]

Who? I tilted my head.