Way of Overlord
Chapter 88: Real Life

Chapter 88: Real Life

As Aeryon contemplated his position and the potential for expansion, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of confidence coursing through his veins.

Conversations with Mayeux had shed light on the relative ease with which he could conquer smaller tribes in the vicinity before encountering a formidable resistance.

This realization, coupled with his desire to establish alliances with select tribes in the west, fuelled his belief that his tribe’s dominance was within reach.

He envisioned a future where some tribes would willingly align themselves with him, becoming his vassals rather than being completely absorbed.

Acknowledging the advantageous circumstances, he found himself in, Aeryon pondered the allocation of his attribute points.

While he understood the importance of being cautious and strategic, he also recognized the futility of dwelling on choices not made.

"After all, whichever I choose, I would always regret those I did not choose. So, it is better to put it out of his mind. I make a choice and make it the right choice" he mutters to himself

He doesn’t know whether he inherited some of Aeryon spirit but since he is in this world, he always had this feeling of bravery, of some kind of bravado and after winning against those two tribes, it was like had overcome some kind of mental barrier

this confidence turns into some kind of aura that gives him confidence in everything he does.

"Dexterity is crucial, but so is strength," Aeryon mused, weighing the significance of his physical prowess.

The fact that he had managed to forge a formidable tribe in such a short span of time owed much to his ability to single-handedly combat hordes of adversaries.

While tales of his exploits may sound exaggerated or even mythical in distant tribes, the wariness exhibited by Garron and the neighbouring tribes attested to the fear instilled by his formidable strength.

As Aeryon reflected on his growing influence and the aura of power that surrounded him, he knew that his strength alone was enough to instil fear and garner respect.

It was a double-edged sword, but one he wielded with confidence.

With each triumph, his confidence only grew, paving the way for bolder decisions and grander ambitions.

He was acutely aware that the path ahead would not be without challenge

"It is fine to be a bit wilful. After all, what is life without a bit of challenge" he mutters before he laughed

"Hahaha!"

And the moment he had decided nothing else could change his mind. You could call it a decisive action. If you look at it in a bad way, it is stubbornness.

But until now, he had never made a bad decision yet.

"ten to strength, ten to dexterity" he mutters to himself.

The moment he did this, a sudden surge of pain shot through his entire body, as if a swarm of fiery fire ants were crawling beneath his skin.

The sensation was agonizing, causing him to curl up in a fetal position on the ground.

"Argh!"

He couldn’t help but emit a sharp cry of pain as he gripped the earth with his hands, his fingers almost clawing at the ground for relief.

The torment seemed to stretch on for an eternity, but eventually, the intensity began to subside.

Though the pain gradually receded, leaving him feeling sore and fatigued, there was a lingering sense of transformation.

After a while he felt like a dormant power had awoken.

No, he thought to himself. It is not that he had some dormant power. Because of the system, the power appears in his body.

A subtle but profound change began happening to him. This is the second time he felt pain because of levelling up

Because he uses a lot of points into one attribute all at once.

But at least he did not feel pain like before. Aeryon mustered the strength to sit up. Some of his nerves is now no longer feeling like it has been burned.

He slowly flexed his muscle and there is a smile on his face. He could feel power coursing through each of his veins.

This feeling is hard to describe and even harder to verbalize. For a moment, he felt like there is no one in this world that could defeat him.

"That was painful" he thought to himself.

He slowly got up and as he got up he flexed his muscles.

BOOOM!

The air around him seems to crackle. A surge of energy coursed through his body, radiating from the very core of his being.

It was an electrifying sensation, akin to a dormant volcano erupting with unrestrained might.

"This kind of strength could get me addicted" he thought with a happy smile on his face. His strength before this is already equivalent to the strength of eleven men.

Now, that he added ten points of attribute points to his strength attribute, he now possess twenty-one strength point which is equivalent to the strength of twenty-one men.

Otherworldly strength. He looks at his muscles and it is even more sculpted and defined, the fat that he accumulated after feasting, eating and drinking had been burned and many of the bad fat has now disappeared from his power

He clench his fist and he could feel each movement he made seems to ripple with power, resonating with every fibre of his being.

He flex his arm and he laughed

"Hahaha!"

The mere act of flexing his arm brought a sense of weightlessness, as if he could effortlessly move mountains with a mere flick of his wrist.

Then he took a step forward and he smiles again and he laughed again.

He could feel the change

his movements is now imbued with a newfound grace and precision.

Then he began taking another step and another and then he began to run across the Steppe with only his two feet.

Each stride carried him forward with an ethereal lightness, as if he were traversing the world with the wings of a phoenix.

He looks around and he saw a bird in a distance. Once he focuses, his eyes seems to see the bird in details.

He could that his reflexes sharpened to a razor’s edge, allowing him to react with incredible speed and finesse.

He stop and began swinging his arm

With each swing of his arm, the air itself seemed to sing in harmony, trailing behind his motion as if in awe of his newfound prowess.

He saw a stone boulder in the distance. He goes to that stone and lifted it

The stone boulder yielded effortlessly to his touch, as he effortlessly lifted them.

The sheer joy of exerting his strength brought a wide grin to his face, an expression that mirrored the sense of liberation he felt within his soul.

"In this world, in this era, without strength, you couldn’t even choose how you die" he thought to himself

This is the liberation. In this world, no one is going to liberate you. If you wanted to e liberated, you have to fight for it.

And to fight, you have to have strength.

That is why, each time his strength increased, there is this feeling of freedom that he doesn’t really know how to explain or describe.

He then brought out of his dagger that he hidden under his waist sash. And then he began doing some moves with his dagger

And it is only now that he confirmed the effect of having ten more points on dexterity

He manipulated the dagger with a delicate precision, a symphony of fluid movements that

he felt that whether it was threading a needle or engaging in combat, his every motion became a masterstroke, executed with a mesmerizing elegance.

The feeling of having his strength and dexterity increased tenfold was nothing short of extraordinary.

It was as if the very essence of his being had been refined and polished, allowing him to transcend the boundaries of what was once possible.

Each action carried a sense of purpose, an unyielding confidence that emanated from within.

It took him around fifi ten minutes before he calms down. Then he opens his status window again

His attribute points is now zero.

Then he looks at his other attribute and he frowned when he looks at endurance attribute.

While his strength is now twenty-one points and his dexterity is fourteen points, his endurance still stay on a single digit.

He sighed.

It is not like he doesn’t know.

"I should not worry" he thought to himself

After he finished the promotion quest, he is quite sure that he would get another attribute points. When he got that, he would focus on Endurance.

"I made a promise with myself that I would do that" he muttered to himself. He as to verbalize it.

Because he might get tempted later to upgrade other attributes. Then he look again at his status window

His eyes look at his skill points. He has fifteen skill points. Right now, Aeryon already has a lot of skills

He is now deliberating whether to increase the rank of the Warrior class skill or the Archer class skill

"Now that I have increased my dexterity, if I wanted to increase the Piercing Arrow skill, it would not cost so much right?" he ask himself.

He had no one else to ask. With the rise of his strength, maybe the skill for Unbreakable could be ranked up to Expert rank? He thought to himself

He then check but after checking it, he become disappointed. For him to raise Unbreakable skill to expert level, he needs to have sixty-five points

Even after he raises his strength to twenty-one points, the skill point needed to rank up a skill to Expert rank is still very much expensive.

"Hmm"

"In other words, the system would want me to hoard skill points if I wanted to rank up the skills" he could either hoard skill points to increase the rank of his warrior skill or he could change his focus to some other skill

And Aeryon of course choose to focus on some other skill. Between things he could not use now and things he could use now, he always choose the present.

Yes, if this is a game, he would surely hoard the skill points and then after a while he would use it to rank up his Warrior class skill. At that time, his strength would become even more powerful

But this is real life and not a game. He might have a game panel, but that does not mean he is in a game

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