bullyxtreme Chapter 12 : A Difficult Situation
Chapter 12 : A Difficult Situation
A Difficult SituationA minute later, Cecilia casually dismissed that male player and returned to Gu Yanxi's side with a grave expression.
"What's wrong... Did something go wrong?"
Seeing her like this, Gu Yanxi asked uneasily.
"Yeah, it's a big problem,"
Cecilia nodded gloomily. "In the priest class, none of the skills you learned actually exist."
That's right—through the words of that male player just now, Cecilia had finally gathered the basic skills for the priest class.
There was [Rapid Healing] for restoring HP, [Holy Blessing] for buffing yourself or teammates, even [Silence] for interrupting enemy casting—but absolutely nothing like the skills Gu Yanxi had just learned.
It looked like the issue definitely stemmed from the elderly woman Gu Yanxi had mentioned.
Thinking of this, Cecilia continued, "You mentioned just now you met a strange old lady. What exactly was strange about her? Tell me everything you thought odd."
Gu Yanxi thought for a moment, then described in detail everything strange that had happened in the Healing Church to Cecilia.
After she finished, she added, "That old lady was actually quite polite. She was just a bit odd, but I didn't get any sense she wanted to harm me."
Cecilia didn't reply. Instead, her attention shifted to the phrase "Hymn Class nun" that the old nun had mentioned.
Gu Yanxi was currently wearing a set of equipment called [Novice Nun Set of the Hymn Class], and that old woman had also called herself a Hymn Class nun. Could this be the connection between the two of them?
Hymn Class... What kind of organization was it, really?
"Let me see your weapon."
Cecilia's gaze slid to Gu Yanxi's equipment, and she stretched out her right hand.
"Oh."
Gu Yanxi nodded, unequipped the item compliantly, and handed the staff to Cecilia.
Cecilia took the platinum staff, and at once a faint blue transparent interface popped up in front of her eyes.
[Novice Nun Staff of the Hymn Class] (Novice Nun Set of the Hymn Class 1/6)
Quality: Rare
Class requirement: Priest
Minimum Level: 5
Effect: Magic +50; HP +95; Base HP regen +15%; Base mana regen +30%; Skill cooldown reduction +15%; Healing and buff effects +20%.
Unique passive: [Blessing of Light]: Each time a skill is used, magic and healing effects increase by 5% for 30 seconds, stacking up to 5 times.
Description: In the old days of the Healing Church, there was a group of people like this—clearly living in the light, but secretly yearning for darkness...
......
After Cecilia carefully read every stat on this weapon, she found it quite ordinary—nothing seemed amiss.
However, the last few words of the description, "living in the light, yearning for darkness," caught Cecilia's attention.
"Living in the light, yearning for darkness?"
Her instincts sharply told her that Gu Yanxi's experience today was deeply related to those words.
As for whether those new skills Gu Yanxi learned would affect her, it was too soon to make a judgment.
From the skill names, these didn't look like priest skills at all—they resembled damage-type skills instead.
Theory and practice are two different things. In the end, Cecilia decided to put a pause on today's plans and bring Gu Yanxi to the arena for a test. She wanted to see what effect those skills would have.
So, the two changed their plans and headed toward the arena on the east side of the Main City.
After equipping new gear, Gu Yanxi's agility stat increased a lot. The two of them walked side by side, doing their best to ignore the curious gazes around them. In less than twenty minutes, they reached the street outside the arena.
Just like the first time, many players had set up stalls on both sides of the road.
Ever since the arena officially opened, many players stopped grinding in the wild outside the city and instead flocked to the arena to climb the rankings. With the growing crowds, this naturally became a prime spot for trading goods.
After all, in "Legend of Kaloran", there was never any shortage of two kinds of people: the cash-rich players, and all sorts of speculators.
Among these were the resource grinders, the resellers, and buyers who didn't mind overpaying, forming a rather primitive business ecosystem.
"Hey there, handsome guys and pretty ladies, want to take a look? I've got every kind of equipment material!"
"Equipment for sale! Blue elite swordsman chestplate, comes with 15 defense—only 550 gold coins!"
Cecilia gripped Gu Yanxi's hand tightly, and they walked slowly along the roadside. Everyone had dreams of finding a bargain, and Cecilia was no exception. She too wanted to see if these street vendors had anything truly valuable.
However, after walking some ten meters, her grandmaster-level Forging experience told her these were just random basic gear and materials.
Nothing good, and the prices were high—only a fool would buy—
Wait?
As they passed an unremarkable stall, Cecilia suddenly stopped.
"What is it? Do you want to buy something?"
Gu Yanxi asked, noticing her reaction.
Cecilia didn't answer. She walked up to the stall, reached out her fair, delicate left hand, and pointed to a small black hammer on the stall:
"This... is this an equipment repair tool?"
If Cecilia remembered correctly, that little black iron hammer on the stall was identical to a tool that Dawn's Light had once given her—a consumable that restores some equipment durability.
For players who couldn't be bothered with frequent repairs, this was a really useful, even life-saving item.
The seller was a female mage looking about twenty, with long black straight hair and neat bangs, a bit naïve-looking. While not as pretty as Gu Yanxi, she was still above average.
"Linmeng... um... yes, yes!"
Startled by the sudden customer, the female mage blanked for a second, then quickly added, "This is a novice-level armor repair tool. I made it myself according to the blueprint. It only works on armor and restores 20 points of durability each time."
Only 20 points durability, and only for armor—a bit underwhelming, honestly.
What actually caught Cecilia's interest was her words:
"I made it myself according to the blueprint."
This seemingly ordinary female mage was, like herself, a Forging player.
However, her Forging level was clearly much lower, only able to produce the lowest grade novice items.
Cecilia reckoned her Smithing skill level was probably about the same as Gu Yanxi's Pharmacy.
After thinking it over, she asked, "How much for the armor repair tool?"
"Three silver."
The female mage hesitated for a moment, then gave her price.
Given the current exchange rate in "Legend of Kaloran", three silver was roughly 70 yuan in cash—not expensive.
"Alright, I'll take it."
Cecilia took three silver coins from her bag and handed them to the female mage.
Surprised, the female mage looked at the silver-haired girl in a maid outfit before hastily taking the money and trading the repair tool to Cecilia.
Cecilia didn't pause after acquiring it—she put it in her bag and was about to turn to leave when the female mage stopped her.
"Er... um..."
Cecilia turned back, quietly gazing at her.
"Um... you're... Cecilia, right?"
The female mage blushed, lowered her gaze, and stammered.
"Hm? What's up?"
Cecilia tilted her head and asked softly.
The female mage hesitated, then looked up at Cecilia with a difficult expression, "Can we be friends in-game? If I make more Forging items in the future, I could sell them to you for cheap."
Cecilia chuckled—when had her friend list become such a hot commodity?
Clearly, she was still not used to her status as the world's top player.
If possible, Cecilia wished she didn't have to carry this idol burden. Wherever she went, hordes of players would crowd around her—it was exhausting.
Still, this female mage was one of the very few Forging players besides herself. Her level was currently low, but in the future, who knows? Making friends in advance couldn't hurt.
Cecilia was about to agree when suddenly, her heart beat wildly—a chilling, sinister aura swept up from behind.
Just as she'd done to Chen Zixuan countless times, Gu Yanxi pinched Cecilia's soft waist sharply.
-1!
It hurt, but not enough to break through defense.
Gu Yanxi stepped forward, face cold, and replied in Cecilia's place, "Sorry, her friend list is full. You'll have to find someone else."
Like a mistress caught red-handed, the female mage trembled under Gu Yanxi's glare. She felt as if black flames of fury were pouring off Gu Yanxi and her own aura was utterly crushed—she couldn't bring herself to resist at all.
Finally, the female mage lowered her head in dejection, her face twisted with sadness.
"Uh... I'm sorry... I understand..."
A triumph like this should have made Gu Yanxi very happy.
But seeing the female mage's pitiful look, Gu Yanxi was struck with an intense guilt, as if she'd just committed a terrible crime.
It was, indeed, something bad.
For her own selfishness—her possessiveness—she'd hurt another innocent girl, leaving her cowering in the corner like a kitten with its tail stepped on.
And what wrong could a little kitten do?
All she wanted was a friend slot from her idol.
This guilt gnawed at Gu Yanxi, making her restless. She wanted to turn away, only to find herself rooted to the spot.
As the culprit, at this moment, Gu Yanxi herself was stuck in a dilemma.