The First Legendary Beast Master

Chapter 1073: Alliance Villa

The interior of the house was beautiful, but largely unfurnished, with only a few pieces left behind by the last occupants.

“I may have forgotten that there was nothing in here but pieces the last guild didn’t want.” Hugo admitted as they walked into the main hall, with double curved stairways at the far end, which led to the second floor.

“I see three floors, but I don’t recall you mentioning the third floor.” Ophelia noted as she looked up at the vaulted ceiling.

The mage looked confused as he counted balconies.

“You’re right. I don’t know what is up there. I thought that these were all the same. The first floor in my Guild’s manor is much higher than this one. The cleaning staff complain incessantly about the ceiling height.” He agreed.

Not for much longer, Karl suspected.

They had bought out all the functional rings that they could get their hands on, and while some were certainly for resale here, the staff should have some for themselves.

Ophelia crouched, then jumped to the third floor balcony. The berserker landed smoothly on the ledge, then stepped over the stone banister and looked back down with a shrug.

“It’s just one big open room up here. I don’t know what they were intending to use it for, but I suspect that it might be for hosting parties or something. There is what looks like a wooden portable bar station sitting under a drop cloth.”

That wasn’t as cool as what everyone else had been hoping for, but it might come in useful in the future, as the main stairwell ran all the way up to the third floor, and they could block off the private areas of the house which were in between.

But that would also allow them to move smoothly between the two areas of a party, or disappear into their rooms, should they wish to leave the party, or need a touch up.

Karl looked around the space with satisfaction. “This will do wonderfully. Let me know what the Darklight Host needs to contribute to the Alliance fund for the upkeep, and I will transfer it to you.

I know a few furniture makers in Drodh, but there are likely some local ones as well.”

Deve smiled and nodded eagerly. “There is one just down the street. I can go talk to her for you if you’d like. I think that she’s sweet on me.”

“Sure. Bring your lovely lady friend here, and we will see about decorating the place. And in the meantime, we can talk to the Alliance members who have gathered outside the door, waiting for the bosses to leave so that they can plead for custom items to be made.” Karl agreed.

Raj burst into laughter, clapping his hand on his leg as he roared in mirth.

“Oh, they’ll have plenty of those. You know how it is when you start getting powerful. Suddenly, money stops mattering because what you need and what you want are simply not available for any price.

So, many of them have been gathering treasures for decades, hoping that one day they’ll manage to find those last few pieces that they need to make their setup absolutely perfect.

But what all are you going to offer them? No offence, but I have no idea what your actual crafting skill can do.” He explained.

Karl shrugged. “I can put skills that I know on crafted items, create items with specific skills or random ones, or even directly teach beasts and beastkin skills.”

Deve was almost out the door when Karl said that last part.

“Wait, back up. You can directly teach skills that aren’t part of a skill tree?”

Karl nodded. “You have to be compatible, and I have to know the skill, and there has to be some sort of beast blood involved.”

That last part was an outright lie, Karl’s group knew. He was just playing favourites to limit the number of people who asked, but keeping the knowledge open so that he could sell the skill.

“Wait here, I need to go get someone before the furniture maker. Actually, I will have Jetina go deal with the furniture maker. They get along well.”

Tessa smirked as the Druid ran out the door. “He’s coming back with a Ranger, isn’t he?”

Hugo nodded. “Yeah, the one from his raiding team. But he’s completely forgotten that his mother is an Owl beastkin, and that he should qualify as well.”

Thirty seconds later, Deve ran back in carrying a small man in his arms like a princess.

“I brought the Ranger!”

Lotus patted him gently on his shoulder. “You can put him down now. And we should likely explain things to him because he looks really confused.”

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“Right. Sorry, got excited. This is the Rune Master, and he can teach skills. Tell him the thing.” Deve insisted, but the Mythic Ranked Ranger didn’t look any less confused.

Karl nodded politely. “My name is Karl, a Beast Master Champion by class, and a Runemaster by trade. It sounds like Deve thinks you might need a skill that I have.”

The petite ranger laughed, but nodded in agreement. “I have been after a specific skill for many years. You see, I have unlocked a System Quest for an advanced Class, but I need an Elemental Control type ability.

That’s not part of my skill tree, and I have never heard of a Skill Book for one, or a way to learn it from study. It’s not a thing that Rangers can learn, normally. We’re not Shamans, but the System says there is some way that I can do it and become a Ranger Stormlord.”

Karl shrugged, and pressed his finger to the man’s head while muttering in ancient Dwarven, for that air of mysticism, as the System didn’t translate that particular language.

{Hehe POKE!}

In their spaces, Cara and Tian rolled on the ground, laughing at the childish joke. But the Ranger’s eyes opened wide in shock.

{Champion Karl Offers Knowledge} Skill [Minor Water Control] will be transferred to the puddle splasher Arthas.

Then his eyes went vacant, and the Mythic Ranked Ranger froze.

“Is that normal?” Deve whispered.

“He’s in the class selection scenario. I’ve seen this more than once before.” Karl explained.

When he finally started moving again, Arthas held out his hands, then make a bow drawing motion.

A bow made entirely of water formed, with a shining metal arrow.

“Beautiful. Now, I can finally use some of these skill points. I’ve been out of new skills since late Royal Rank.” He sighed.

As he was Mythic now, there was little doubt that he would soon possess every single skill that his new class could offer. Especially for someone who was part of an active dungeon farming team.

Everyone on Karl’s team had noticed by now that system linked incidents granted more skill points than everyday life events. Crafting, Dungeons, monster spawns. All were great sources of Skill Points, to the point that Karl’s team members were rarely as lacking in points as Karl himself was.

Not many classes wanted fifty points for a single skill, after all. The Cleric skills were mostly under five points each.