NABC Chapter 142: Chapter 142 - Broken's Mysterious Visitor
Chapter 142: Chapter 142 - Broken's Mysterious Visitor
Chapter 142: - Broken's Mysterious Visitor
Broken stepped out of the training space, feeling a sense of momentum as he prepared for his next project. Freya had departed, having other tasks to attend to, leaving him alone with his thoughts.
Suddenly, he heard a voice call out his name, startling him. He turned around slowly, only to see Goldrich-a mage with short white hair-approaching him with brisk strides.
Goldrich increased his pace and embraced Broken tightly, surprising him further. Stepping back, Goldrich asked with an intense curiosity, "Broken... Tell me, what's your secret technique, huh?!"
Caught off guard by Goldrich's directness, Broken stammered, trying to make sense of the situation. "Secret technique?"
His mind raced, wondering if Goldrich was referring to Gaia, the Nature Goddess spirit. He was far from ready to reveal that detail.
"Is everyone all right after the battle days ago?" Broken deflected.
"No! That's not what I want to discuss. Khi khi khi," Goldrich chuckled in a low tone.
They stared at each other for what felt like an eternity before Goldrich finally spoke again.
"You see, I can come up with all kinds of reasons for your naked situation in Princess Alora's tent, but... up to this point, I can no longer contain my curiosity."
Goldrich leaned in closer to whisper into Broken's ear. "I'm curious about the secret technique..."
"What do you want?"
"You know how I'm the mage with the most spells in Yunatea among all the players?" Goldrich asked, arching his eyebrow.
Broken nodded, swallowing hard to suppress the nervous lump in his throat.
A smirk curled onto Goldrich's lips as he leaned back and clasped his hands together. "Then, out of all the skills I have, there is one spell that I really want, which you seem to have."
"What is that?" Broken asked hesitantly.
Goldrich was renowned for his passion for magic and was always searching for more spells to add to his arsenal. He would gather whatever he could get his hands on, from those with impressive offensive capabilities to spells that were not very helpful in battle. Furthermore, he was always eager to learn something new.
"The spell to make female NPCs instantly fall in love with you!" Goldrich declared with a mischievous grin.
"What?!" Broken exclaimed, utterly bewildered.
A chuckle escaped Goldrich's lips as he heartily clapped Broken on the shoulder. "You are such a sly one, always acting innocent while surrounded by so many beautiful women."
"You sure are dreaming too much, idiot!"
"This is a game, a fantasy world. Anything can happen, idiot!"
"But I'd love to know what would happen if they ever did clash! Princess Alora depends on her sword while this woman uses her shield!"
"My friend said that he asked her to take a photo with him, and she appeared eager. She sure is kind, although my friend was somewhat nervous. He cautioned me not to stand too close to
the Special NPC woman."
"Why is that?" someone else asked, leaning in with curiosity.
"He said he couldn't be sure, but it seemed as though she was emitting an aura of strength. He also noticed that she was wearing level 200 equipment."
"But she's still just an NPC..."
"Idiot! There must be something about her that sets her apart if they call her a Special NPC,
don't you think?!"
Broken's curiosity grew even more intense as he approached the plaza. His heart pounded with anticipation, and then he saw her.
The woman must have noticed his approach as she joyfully raised her arm and waved, sprinting towards him with a delicate smile on her lips. Her bright blonde hair cascaded down her back, shimmering in the sunlight. Her silver armor, which covered a blue undergarment, gleamed brilliantly, catching the attention of everyone around.
She truly looked like a goddess, and Broken couldn't help but marvel at her beauty.
"Hi, Broken... I happened to visit this town, and it's nice to finally see you again," she said,
her gaze gentle and warm.
Broken's mind raced with questions, almost bursting with them as he stared at her in disbelief. He struggled to comprehend what stood before him.
"Are you the Ivana that I used to know?" he asked hesitantly.
Ivana was Gia's daughter, whom he had met at Fokil's Smithy. He remembered her as an Elite
Rank Chef who cooked delicious food while he was working on his equipment. How was she here, in such a desolate place, appearing as a Shielder class?
"Broken..." she replied softly, "Yes, it's Ivana. Don't tell me you've forgotten me already?" she said with a giggle.