<h4>Chapter 96: The confirmation!</h4>
"Wha... what are those stat and titles...?!"
The appraiser gulped down his saliva feeling the cold sweat emerging on his forehead.
Only now did he realize that he was rude to a pair of actual monsters and not just some random spoileddy and her ything.
The poor man''s body started shaking uncontrobly.
"Graough... (Hey, mister, you dropped your pen...)"
Zombie groaned, picked up the writing utensil, and returned it by sliding it into the sweaty palm of the appraiser.
Such innocent action, done without an ounce of bad will, looked extremely threatening for the terrified man backed into the chair.
The appraiser was considering whether dropping on the ground and kowtowing now would save his life or was it already toote for that...
"Mister, how long will you make us wait?"
Cranberry asked in a cold voice.
While her eternal servant waspletely clueless about the reason for the sudden change in the appraiser''s behavior, the red-haired girl was certainly not.
She red at the man, tapping her fingers on the couch impatiently.
"P-pl-please fo-fo-fo-forgive m-me...!"
The man stuttered horribly and his eyes started glowing again, but this time his hand moved smoothly, noting every detail without holding anything back.
After such an intense writing session, the middle-aged appraiser drenched in sweat handed the papers to Cranberry.
Zombie leaned in curiously and even Roan stepped a bit closer to sneak a peek at the results.
Name: Zombie
Race: Eternal Servant (?)
Role: the proudest corpse / capture target
Level: 87
HP: -
MP: 430
ATK: 897
DEF: 3096
MAT: 978
MDF: 2999
HIT: 451
EVA: 274
AGI: 673
LUC: 200
Skills:
Superbia (level 1)
Crunch (level 6 [max])
Soul devouring venom (level 4 [max])
Blunt damage immunity (level 39 [max])
Impervious (level 9 [max])
Emergency dodge (level 21 [max])
Strong kick (level 102 [max])
Acrobatics (level 24)
Dragon power (level 10 [max])
Stack (level 15 [max])
Fire immunity ([max])
Overlevel (level 8)
Pride''s will (level 2)
Unlocked Affinities:
Leg Power (level 12 [max])
Beast master (level 3)
Skillbo (level 2)
Titles:
Eternal servant
Rotten brain (+1)
Dragonewt yer
Dragon yer
Bane of rabbits
Hunter
Bane of wolves
Bane of griffins
Kingyer
Killer rabbit
Bane of goblins
yer of the unique
Destroyer
Ruthless (+2)
Lord of Pride
Name: Cranberry Pride
Race: Human
ss: Master of the eternal servant
Subss: Berserk
Role: Viiness
Level: 61
HP: 1227
MP: 1947
ATK: 3077
DEF: 298
MAT: 2981
MDF: 756
HIT: 1183
EVA: 464
AGI: 492
LUC: 212
Skills:
Fire immunity ([max])
Blunt weapon mastery (level 48 [max]))
Charge (level 45 [max])
Bash (level 79 [max])
Thrash (level 39 [max])
Magic bash (level 60 [max])
Strong kick (level 102) -disabled-
Rage of the unbreakable (level 3)
Dragon power (level 11)
Stack (level 15 [max])
Charm (level 21)
Pride''s loss (level 3)
Status effect immunity (level 5)
Detection+ [hearing] (level 4)
Unlocked affinities:
Skillbo (level 2)
Titles:
The beloved child of pride
Master of the eternal servant
Hardworker
Dragonewt yer
Dragon yer
Bane of rabbits
Apex predator
Bane of wolves
Bane of griffins
Kingyer
Killer rabbit
Bane of goblins
yer of the unique
Cmity
Ruthless (+2)
Usurper of Pride
"...!"
Roan''s jaw dropped while he was left speechless, wondering whether his eyes deceive him or not.
"I-it''s really here…!"
Cranberry gasped in awe looking at the confirmation of Zombie''s words that she desired so much.
The role unique role that must have something to do with the story...!
It wasn''t that she didn''t believe her eternal servant, but as someone with the rotten brain title – at least ording to the official information put in books she had read – he could sometimes confuse the facts without meaning to.
"Graough. (Yeah.) Graough. (Told you.)"
Zombie shrugged while looking over Cranberry''s shoulder to read the appraisal results.
"You did~"
Cranberry giggle happily and touched Zombie''s cheek.
"…!"
That affectionate action made Roan flinch, but it didn''tst long.
"Graough… (Master…) Ghaough… (Master, my face can''t stretch anymore…)"
Zombie groaned with a bored expression as the gentle touch had changed into pinching and Cranberry''s happy expression turned slightly peeved as she continuously pulled on her blue undead''s cheek.
"You did tell me… less than an hour ago! Do you have any idea how worried I was about that since we woke up?! I was fully prepared to go on a bloody hunt to get the role that would let me stay with y…"
The red-haired girl stopped herints just in time before she ended up saying somethingpromising while in front of an appraiser – so someone with a lot of prestige – and the very prince of the kingdom.
"…that would let me stay relevant in the global event."
She finished without missing a beat.
"A hunt for the role…?"
The blond prince asked in shock.
Even though Cranberry managed to hide her feelings, she did tantly spoke about something dangerous anyway…
"Anyway…"
And she decided to ignore and forget about it, so she changed the subject without hesitation.
"My DEF is pathetic, at level 61 even a fully offensive spellcaster should have higher stat points than that..."
The red-haired girl sighed in disappointment.
"Graough, graough... (Yeah, so it''s probably just as you''ve thought, you can no longer use our shared strong kick because your body wouldn''t be able to handle level 102 skill...)"
Zombie groaned, pointing at the -disabled- written on the paper next to the skill name and level.
"Graough. (Sorry, even though you shared it with me, I practiced it too much and made it worthless to you.)"
"Don''t worry about it, I got that skill for you in the first ce. But yeah, the damage multiplier must have gotten too high after all. Still, we aren''t talking only about my shorings, you know? We need to work on your EVA and HIT too, both of those are way too low. You don''t have much mana so you shouldn''t be reliant on active skills to boost it. With how you are now, you won''t be able to hit or dodge a fully prepared high-level rogue or a speed-oriented monster."
/Questpleted
Reward granted
"Graough? (What, again?!)"
Zombie growled bewildered staring at the message that had the guts to interrupt their battle strategy revision
"Haa... this is getting ridiculous..."