Universe ICS: Keymaster. LitRPG Series. Book 2 by Sergey Zaytsev

Author:Sergey Zaytsev [Zaytsev, Sergey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-17T06:00:00+00:00

Ooooh, damn you!

Utterly disappointed by unfulfilled hopes, I remembered my stats. Cunning by itself gave a standard bonus to XP and intelligence, casually helping me reach level 15 and at the same time providing me with save points of which I now had 2.35.

As for the pets, Fury had reached level 13, and Tinnie somehow reached level 11.

Tinnie. She had three free points now. With a light heart, I invested one into Mystic Lore. The result exceeded expectations, as Tinnie received another crafting ability.

Specialization (2/3) is available: Artificer (souls)

Grants the pet the ability to create consumables to resurrect the fallen.

Realizing what this meant, I threw away the skins and sat down, staring blankly ahead of me, oblivious of the cold. Rage kept me warm.

I remembered Chula’s drawing of a Fairy, scribbled with coal on the wall in the hunting camp. I remembered the Lowlings’ sweet and enthusiastic smiles and Mashta’s incessant care, or rather, close monitoring. Everything was crooked.

In the sandbox, where I had miraculously tamed the Fairy, the system reported that this taming was unique — unique in the sandbox at least. The Lowlings were aware of Tinnie’s abilities since my appearance in Lunar Rainbow. That was what saved me, not their seeming kindheartedness. That was why they took me under their wing, so that they could dispose of me when the right moment came, and safely grab my pets. But they couldn’t do it on their own; the pets would’ve gone berserk otherwise. That’s why they had been using me as bait, until they eventually lured me to the lair.

Their plan was simple and disgusting — use someone else to kill the pet owner; stay on the pet’s good side and use their services while the owner was absent. Now I had no doubt that there were ways to re-tame pets, and that they knew how to do it. To them I was expendable. Such soullessness enraged me. Much as I hated to admit it, I could understand them. I never realized what a miraculous pet I had gotten. I mean, she could craft consumables for resurrecting! Did that mean that Tinnie would be able to raise a fighter without a healer, allowing the lucky one to avoid the Cradle?! That would be epic!!!

My hand twitched unpleasantly. Squinting angrily, I discovered that the Sign had shifted from my elbow and covered the bicep with a glowing web. It seemed to be feeding on my rage and my muscles were spasmodically contracting. It was a disgusting sensation, as if a ball of worms had settled itself under my skin. Where are you going, you fucker? Toward my face, huh? Just what I need; a face tattoo! Must everything be so annoying?! And what about this damned Lash of Pain, huh? I shouldn’t ignore it...

But then Fury sensed something. She slid toward the entrance like a shadow, but didn’t reach it. Halting, she chose a position convenient for an attack. I froze too, worried, watching the Direcat, squeezing the esc in my right hand and grimacing.

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