>>6106532Four arrows are sent flying your way, only to be batted out of the air by a single swing of your axe. You shoot forward in a flash, appearing as the very image of death to these poor archers. The two on the left are unable to even knock their second shots before you cleave through them in a spray of blood and viscera. You hoped things weren’t about to get boring again. Not after you’d gone this far. Couldn’t they take this more seriously? You’re on the second pair immediately, again swatting their projectiles out of the way as if they were toys. One drops his bow and raises his hands, only to lose both limbs. Your axe continues sailing into the second’s skull.
>40xp gained! Level up! (0/100)>Tristain d’Rusalka>Level 23/50 Lord (EXP: 0/100)HP: 48 (120%) + 2 = 50
Strength: 24 (65%) + 1 = 25
Magic: 16 (40%) +1 = 17
Speed: 13 (30%) +1 = 14
Defense: 18 (60%) +1 = 19
Resistance: 11 (40%)
Luck: 12 (55%)
In an instant, Gideon is left standing alone, wondering what had just happened. A part of him believed that this was a bad dream. That he’d drank too much at the tavern and was having some sort of horrific nightmare. That he’d never come to Morfis at all, and that he was still safely back in his domain in Fodlan. Wordlessly, he grabs his mouth, as if expecting to wake up at any moment. But upon realizing that this was in fact no dream, he turns about-face, showing you his back, and makes to walk away.
He only makes it a few steps before realizing that the exit has been cut off. Sharp-looking caltrops block the only exit out of the tavern’s plaza. Behind them, May stands there, waving in your direction.
“Don’t worry boss! He’s not going anywhere!”
Gideon steadily turns around to face you, nervously sweating. A smile slowly creeps up on his face, and he extends his hand out in a show of friendship to the hulking, blood-drenched monster standing before him.
“Okay. I give up. You win.”
>“...Huh?”“You win. I can’t beat you.” He shakes his head, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “No need to kill me though, right? I’ll just head back to Fodlan and you’ll never see me again. Come on, we hashed this out like men! There’s no reason for us nobles to kill each other. Hey, that’s probably what these Morfisians want! A-anyway, I won’t bother you anymore. I’ll leave this nation right away. You’ve got my word.”
>GideonLevel 20 Armor Knight
HP: 52/52
Strength: 22
Speed: 6
Defense: 20
Resistance: 0
Weapon: Steel Sword (+10 Attack)
Skills: Armored Blow (+5 DEF when attacking)
>A): Attack Gideon (How?)>B): Let him go>C): Write-in 