Legendary Shelter Survival Guide

"They're real… I… How do I bring them here?" Lucas asked, his eyes filled with desperation.

The overseer regarded him with an unexpressive face.

-"There is a slight possibility for that, but you won't be able to do it until you reach a certain level of strength and skill proficiency."-

"I don't care—just tell me how I can!" Lucas shouted, his face still etched with desperation.

-"Reach level 100. Until then, I can't provide the details."-

"Level 100…" Lucas's face paled, a shade of gray washing over him before his resolve returned with renewed vigor.

"I can do that. No, I will do that. But wait—what's the time difference between that world and the Plains of Amaeron?" Experience tales at My Virtual Library Empire

-"It's not as you might think. For every month that passes here, two months will have gone by in that world."-

"...Thank you, Overseer. And I apologize for the unsightly behavior I displayed just now." Lucas rose to his feet, offering her an elegant bow.

-"There is no need to apologize. Now, shall we discuss more pressing issues?"-

"Please, go ahead," he replied, stepping forward to pull out a chair for the overseer. Once she was seated, he took the seat opposite her.

-"How are your people faring? I hope you've established a territory by now."-

"I have established the territory, though I haven't discovered much about it yet."

-"That's perfectly fine. Everything will unfold naturally as you develop it further. Your primary skill is particularly suited to forming and expanding a territory."

-"Now, let's address the contract. You're not fulfilling your part of the deal, and it's hindering my growth."-

"My apologies. Given that you're aware of my current strength, how many levels of the dungeon do you think I can complete right now?"

-"I can't give you a precise answer, but the promise of a reward of your choice still stands. Are you planning to complete some levels now?"-

"Hm… The way you speak suggests that it's not an issue for me to complete more than one at a time. But that will have to wait until you explain this." Lucas pushed up the sleeve of his leather vest, revealing the gruesome, ominous mark on his arm.

"For 15 years, I've tried to decipher how this mark is continuously feeding chaos energy into my body. There are others with chaos energy, but none like this. I've conducted countless tests and experiments, but I've found nothing."

-"It's impressive that you've learned so much about chaos energy. As for the others you mentioned, they're not like you. In the world you came from, chaos energy is akin to mana; some can absorb it, while others cannot."

-"Have you noticed that there's no chaos energy within the Plains of Amaeron?"-

"I can't detect anything like that. I can't feel it anywhere except within my own body," Lucas replied, his gaze fixed on the overseer.

-"That's because you have no natural affinity for chaos energy; your body isn't designed to absorb it. By the laws governing the infinite worlds, you should never have interacted with chaos energy, no matter how strong you became. The energy was forced upon you by the Mark of the Damned."-

"Infinite worlds?" Lucas's eyes widened at the revelation.

-"I cannot divulge more than that. You must reach level 500 to learn the rest."-

"…"

The overseer's words were delivered casually, but for Lucas, they felt like bombshells, one after another.

"I won't pry into those topics, but… how can I get rid of this mark?"

-"That is the difficult part. Only the one who inflicted the mark can remove it."-

"Okay, then where can I find that vermin?"

-"Choose your words carefully. The one you speak of has powers beyond your imagination. That being is the very creator of the chaos energy that harbors inside you,"-

"What?" The shocks kept coming, and Lucas was left speechless.

-"Chaos is simply mana that has been corrupted beyond repair. Certain events in the past led to its creation. But you don't need to know everything right now. For now, focus on improving your territory and continuing to conquer the dungeon."

All this time, Lucas sat with perfect posture, his hands gently resting on his lap. He hadn't made any abrupt movements since he took his seat.

He lifted the teacup from the table with both hands—one holding the cup, the other supporting it gently. He took a small, measured sip, savoring the tea in silence.

Throughout, the overseer watched him with an expressionless face.

"The tea was delicious, Overseer. Thank you for your hospitality."

-"My pleasure."-

"Please send me to the dungeon boss now." Lucas rose from the chair with an upright posture, each movement exuding a noble air. It was a maturity level uncommon in an 18-year-old.

-"Good luck, Lucas Garde. We will meet again soon."-

As she spoke, a gate materialized a few inches in front of Lucas.

With a courteous bow, he calmly stepped into the gate, vanishing from the white-lit room.

Just as before, the scenery shifted as Lucas entered the dungeon. This time, he found himself in a vast, dimly lit room.

"Let's see…" His eyes scanned the room, stopping at a runic circle.

Lucas stepped forward and vanished from his previous position, reappearing directly in front of the circle. He crouched down, his fingers tracing the runes with curiosity.

'It's a transportation circle of a very high level. I can't decipher it with my current strength,' Lucas assessed, quickly distancing himself from the center of the circle.

Lucas was sensitive to mana movements, and he felt a massive surge of energy from the circle when suddenly, a white light materialized something before him.

'Well, that is not good...'

Lucas looked in the front calmly, his gaze never left the silhouette that just materialized from the transportation circle.

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Undead Knight

Level 21

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The creature in front of him had a red metallic armor equipped which gave off a bright luster even though the light in the room was dim at best.

Lucas looked at that armor with curious eyes. His hand twitched a little.

'That's metal I have not seen and worked with till now, I wonder what its composition is...'