Free Web NovelChapter 270: Chapter 258: Becoming a Knight
[You have once again escaped the vortex of death, which has greatly pleased the Lady of the Dark Night. Thus, she has thoughtfully draped you in a thin veil derived from the essence of Shadow.]
[From now on, you can freely control any fluctuations of Power, aura of life, and even the glimmer of your soul, perfectly dissolving them behind the veil, like a drop of water returning to the dark Deep Sea.]
[Even the high and mighty Gods will find it difficult to discern your depths unless they deliberately focus and scrutinize you.]
[This is quite a... convenient little gift, isn’t it? Of course, walking in the Shadow always comes with a small price. As for what that price is, just as Shire likes to do, let’s leave a little mystery.]
"Conceal... my aura?"
Roland frowned slightly. Then, with a mere thought, he "draped" on that veil of Shadow.
In the next moment, an insubstantial, cool sensation enveloped his entire body with almost no resistance.
He could clearly feel his own emitted "signals."
Whether it was Energy, life, or soul, all were covered and absorbed by an invisible film.
He looked down at his own hands.
There was no change on the outside, but the internal Perception was completely different.
Taking a deep breath, he mobilized the Magic Power within his body.
The thought had barely formed when Magic Power coalesced at his fingertips, yet not the slightest fluctuation escaped.
All signs of Energy were completely devoured by that "veil," vanishing without a trace. He could only perceive its existence through the link of his own will.
Dispelling the Magic Power at his fingertips, Roland turned his Concentration to his physical body.
His heart still beat and his blood flowed as usual, but the outwardly radiating "heat of life" and "aura of the soul" were cleverly filtered and neutralized by the veil.
’So that’s how it is...’
After a few attempts, Roland understood.
What the Shadow Veil gave him was not invisibility, but the ability to perfectly conceal all traces of his inner existence.
His physical form was still visible and tangible, but as long as he activated this Trait, any form of sensory detection would be blocked or misled by this veil of Shadow.
With another thought, he relaxed his control over the veil.
Faint fluctuations and auras immediately became discernible.
Focusing his Concentration again, everything returned to Serenity, sinking into the Shadow.
After switching it on and off a few times, Roland could now skillfully control the veil.
The consumption was negligible, like switching the "expression" of his existence to the outside world.
’Always comes with a small price...’
Roland silently repeated the teasing words from the panel, slowly shaking his head.
After several attempts, he hadn’t noticed any obvious negative effects from the Shadow Veil Trait itself.
’The so-called price... perhaps it doesn’t refer to the Shadow Veil itself?’
’Still, this ability is truly practical. It could work wonders in many situations...’
Pushing these complicated thoughts aside, Roland surveyed his surroundings.
The rumbling from the direction of the Demon City had gradually fallen silent, and the thick fog that had filled the air was also starting to dissipate slowly.
As for the Demons...
Perhaps because the Demon City had fallen dormant again, the irritable Demons that had been entrenched in the mist and seen everywhere had also suddenly vanished.
Confirming that everything was normal and feeling that most of his stamina had returned, Roland stood up.
After a quick word with his companions and Graham, he made up an excuse and walked toward a more secluded area.
After sensing no other living presence around him, he activated the Shadow Veil. His gaze then moved swiftly across his Professional Panel, quickly focusing on the requirements for the Extraordinary Profession: Knight.
The epic line of text, stained with blood and fire, had vanished, leaving only a single, solitary line of golden words. frёewebηovel.cѳm
[Extraordinary Profession: Knight. Requirements met.]
[Take this Profession?]
It was completely different from when he’d taken other Professions.
The moment Roland’s gaze locked onto the words "Take this Profession?", a strange fluctuation of Energy began to stir around him.
However, under the cover of the Shadow Veil, this fluctuation was like sinking into an endless swamp. The aura it emitted was silently extinguished in the air before he himself could even notice it.
"Become a Knight."
Instantly, the golden text in his vision flowed silently.
[Profession successfully taken. Current Profession: Knight.]
[Attribute Bonus received: Power +12, Agility +12, Spirit +6.]
The moment the text vanished, a torrent of Energy, far more immense than from any previous Profession he had taken, erupted without warning inside his body.
But this Energy did not crudely tear or expand; instead, it infused his entire being in a deep, condensed manner.
Although there were almost no visible changes to his physique.
But every inch of muscle fiber issued a low hum, as if being repeatedly forged and compressed by an invisible hammer.
An unprecedented sense of density spread from deep within his flesh and blood.
This Power was no longer superficial, but settled heavily in the depths of every muscle bundle and every bone, like refined steel tempered a thousand times, containing terrifying kinetic energy within.
With every movement, the air itself seemed to subtly stagnate—the silent pressure of pure Power on space.
And following the Power was a sharpness that shot through his body like an electric current.
His nerve reaction speed increased dramatically, and the connection between his mind and body became smoother than ever before.
The moment a thought arose, the corresponding muscles would already respond with utmost precision and swiftness.
Roland felt his body’s coordination reach a whole new level, as if invisible shackles had been removed. Every action now held a fluid rhythm and precise control.
This Agility wasn’t just about speed, but about the perfect command over every ounce of his body’s strength.
Finally, a cool and resilient Spiritual Power surged through him.
His mind was clearer than ever before, his thoughts flowing like a crystal-clear spring of ice.
His willpower seemed to have been invisibly reinforced, becoming more tenacious.
And his Perception of his own body also reached a new level.
Roland could clearly use "Introspection" to see how the newfound Power surged through his compressed muscles, how his sharp nerves efficiently transmitted commands, and how his Spirit, like reins, held firm control over his renewed body.
This enhancement to his Spiritual Power allowed him to coordinate his Power and Agility with greater precision, preventing any loss of control and maximizing his body’s potential.
The enhancement of these three Attributes was not disjointed; they merged perfectly, making him feel like a Knight’s Longsword, its edge honed and hidden, fresh from Quenching.
Its exterior was steady and solid, but within, it held the sharpness and Power to tear through anything.
And yet, this drastic internal transformation, wrapped in the Shadow Veil, did not leak the slightest fluctuation of Energy or abnormality in his life force.
That veil, born of the Lady of the Night, faithfully nullified the entire surging torrent of Power, rendering it traceless.
Viewed from the outside, he was still just a young man standing in place, as if that transformative torrent of Energy had never happened at all.
"Hooo..."
After slowly letting out a long breath, Roland opened his eyes and looked at the golden text that had reappeared before him.
[Trait acquired: Lonely Barrier.]
[Your existence is like a solitary peak rising from the earth, like a wall of sighs standing between the mortal world and Destruction. As long as you stand tall, an invisible pressure will emanate from you. Any enemy with malicious intent who dares to look you in the eye will find their will shaken, their attack blunted before it is even launched. When surrounded by numerous enemies, the damage you take will be significantly reduced. Blocking is your creed, parrying is your Law. Your barrier is not one that mere flesh and blood can easily shake.]
