After leaving the team, the adventurer ladies regretted it deeply

Chapter 518: 390, On the eve of the fifteenth floor’s opening, Aiko visits late at night
 

Upon careful reflection, this young man, only 24 years old, had already advanced to Level 36 Star Rank, establishing himself as one of the top powerhouses in White Dove City.

Cough cough, except his private life wasn’t too great…

“Speaking of which, did you make Lia blush? This isn’t a small matter,”

Weylon switched his tone abruptly, grilling Lin Da until he was thoroughly shaken, “I saw the newspaper yesterday, although I stopped the White Dove Morning News from continuing its distribution, those already sold… even if we collect them back, we can’t erase the memories of the adventurers…

I will reprimand Kami. How can they report everything without restraint just for sales? There really is no bottom line.”

But Lin Da, I also must say as the president, being flirtatious isn’t a bad thing, but you need to exercise some moderation. How could you in a store with transparent glass… sigh!”

“I didn’t, President, you misunderstood!”

Lin Da’s fingers tapped wildly on the desk, veins on his forehead throbbing, and after several deep breaths, he finally spoke, “I think I understand what happened, it must have been those three suspicious trash cans.

President, please clarify for me, that was cream on Lia’s face; I was slandered.”

“Ah? Cream?” Weylun exclaimed in surprise.

Lin Da frowned, “President, is that what you think of me?”

Weylon: “Well…”

“What are you guys talking about so early in the morning?” Lia, who had just finished freshening up, came over with a black hair tie in her mouth, tying her hair into a high ponytail with both hands behind her head.

“Cough, cough, cough! We’ll talk later, Lin Da. Remember to use the ‘Inspiration Fruit’ quickly; the fresher the fruit, the better the effect!”

Weylon packed up the newspaper on the table and escaped with a dry laugh as he faced a confused Lia.

Lia wondered aloud, “Why did the president run off?”

“Must be some official duties, officials are busy.” Lin Da diverted the topic, “Call up Isa, and let’s divide the three fruits.”

Lia was about to say something but stopped abruptly upon seeing the ‘Inspiration Fruit’ inside the box.

Her pupils dilated incrementally, and a few seconds later, a sharp voice rang out: “Inspiration Fruit?!”

…

Half an hour later.

In the dojo, the three of them had consumed the fruit and were sitting on white mats, reflecting.

Lia had a red mist emerging from her head.

Isa had a white mist.

In Lin Da’s mind, a “ding” sound echoed:

“Inspiration Fruit absorbed completely. Please choose the skill you wish to reflect on!”

In his mind, Lin Da recited: “Magic Heart Slash”

“Magic Heart Slash skill has been upgraded, lv1→lv3”

“Active Skill: Magic Heart Slash”

“Type: Rare Technique”

“Usable times: 3”

“Level: lv3”

“Description: With a demon-like iron will, slash out in extreme anger, self-harming to launch an attack. Use 30% of maximum Hit Points to deal ‘extremely high’ damage.”

Lin Da checked the skills panel and noticed that the damage description for Magic Heart Slash had changed from ‘greatly increased’ to ‘extremely high.’

‘Greatly increased’ indicates a starting damage multiplier of 5 times, whereas ‘extremely high’ is 10 times.

The previous Magic Heart Slash could deal 50,000 damage on a defenseless Slime model. Now that it’s upgraded to lv3, it could probably reach 100,000.

The damage is comparable to the Ultimate Skill, “Poison Dragon’s Roar.”

But Magic Heart Slash could be released three times!

In public combat, where the fight is not a matter of life and death, adventurers are forbidden from using ultimate skills. However, Lin Da’s Magic Heart Slash could totally be counted as an ultimate skill, yet it could still be used three times as an “ultimate”.

Stable-minded as Lin Da was, he felt a bit inflated and floated with pride at this moment.

Right now, without using the “Eighth Gear” and “Ninth Gear” trump cards, could he defeat Abner and the Bloody Baron?

Lin Da couldn’t help but compare himself with these two men in his mind. The latter were the Star Rank ceilings of White Dove City and Red Heart City respectively, their combat power monstrous; only by defeating them could he truly consider himself top-notch.

“If Magic Heart Slash hits, there’s a high chance of winning.

But one of them is agility-based, and the other, a rare Bloodline Adventurer, has many bizarre skills in the game.

Missing with Magic Heart Slash is a big problem.

If combined with Forest Dragon’s Rage Fang…”

After some thought, Lin Da felt it was a fifty-fifty chance. His own level was still lower, and the gap between level 39 and level 36 wasn’t just a bit of ability, what’s more important was the ‘quantity’ of Magic Power and Battle Qi.

If Lin Da also advanced to level 39, he was one hundred percent confident he could defeat these two men.

A while later, Lia and Isa opened their eyes vibrantly, the smiles on their lips as thick as a cup of rich coffee, presumably having gained a lot in their session.

Seeing the charming smiles of the two girls, Lin Da’s enthusiasm surged, and he started another round of training with them.

Six days quietly passed.

During this time, they tried various methods to fuse rare techniques.

But all ended in failure.

Night.

Tomorrow was the day the 15th floor of the Great Mystery Continent would open. Lying in his tent, Lin Da reminisced about the various obstacles encountered during practice.

He always felt that there was a thin film between himself and Isalia. Both stretched their hands towards each other, but the film kept them apart, unable to touch each other no matter what.

The fusion of rare techniques always fell short at the last hurdle.

“Lin Da, may I come in?”

His contemplation was interrupted; a gentle voice rose outside the tent.

The voice floated in, like white silk gliding across Lin Da’s cheek, involuntarily relaxing his taut spirit, tempted to dive into the warm embrace of the voice’s owner.

“Aiko?”

Lin Da blinked in confusion, “It’s so late, what’s the matter?”

After the soup incident, he had become wary of Aiko.

It was now past ten at night, dark outside, all was quiet, and from the nearby tents, the faint sounds of Isa and Lia’s sleeping breaths could be heard; teammates downstairs had likely gone to sleep as well.

Why would Aiko choose such an awkward time to secretly come to see him?

“I heard you and Lia were exhausted from practicing fusion skills, so I made some chicken soup that can invigorate one’s spirit. This time it’s really non-poisonous, you can test it with equipment, I guarantee! Lin Da, can you trust me once?”

Lin Da opened the tent flap, and what met his eyes was the face of a delicate blonde girl with reddened eyes. Aiko pouted in a wronged manner, holding a black lunch box, and said:

“I really didn’t mean anything else, I just wanted to help you replenish your strength. Lin Da, can’t you even accept this bit of kindness from an old teammate?”

Aiko kept her voice very low, as if worried about waking Lia in the adjacent tent.

Looking into those watery big eyes, Lin Da’s heart softened. After all, they had been teammates for three years; he couldn’t just reject Aiko and not even be friends.

Lin Da: “Come in.”

“But my legs…”

The tent was very small, only containing a bed mat for resting. Aiko, sitting in a wheelchair, found it difficult to remove her shoes by herself and looked at Lin Da with pleading eyes.