05. New Skills.
After a few minutes passed and the two of them were no longer hugging each other, Evelyn pulled Orion back a bit to look into his eyes before asking.
“So, what do you think we should do?"
Orion looked a bit confused, not knowing what his mother meant by her words.
Evelyn smiled noticing the expression he made on his face and she exined further.
"Should we have our baths first before eating breakfast?” she asked while nudging his nose with hers.
Orion giggled at her words, indicating his agreement to do this and Evelyn smiled in return. “Very well, we’ll do this then.”
Evelyn and Orion both walked into the showers together to have a bath.
One could wonder how Orion was able to suddenly understand his mother when justst night, he was unable to do so, and the answer to this was simple.
Orion hadpleted his tier two quest and had received a list of wonderful skills as rewards while he had been enjoying the warm embrace of his mother.
While he was in the bathroom with his mother, Orion gently read through his system rewards.
[Congrattions to the host forpleting three Tier Two Missions.]
[First Mission:- Baby Bonding]
[Rewards:- (Attribute):- You have received +2 Emotional Intelligence.]
[You have also acquired your first basic skill:- Elf Language.]
[Second Mission Title:- Cute Smile.]
[Rewards:- (Attribute):- You have received +2 Charisma.]
[You have also acquired a new basic skill:- Inventory.]
[Third Mission Title:- Sensory Exploration.]
[Rewards:- (Attributes):- You have received +2 Intelligence.]
[You have also acquired a new basic skill:- Tracking.]
[Would you like to view the details of your new skills.]
‘Yes.’
[Elf Language:-You can now understand simple elvish phrases and sentences spoken by your mother. Your vocabry will easily improve the more you learn from her.]
[Inventory:- The host can now store items in a subspace. The subspace has an unlimited capacity with the leisure of adjusting the temperature and time flow of items. However, living creatures can’t be stored in this subspace.]
[Tracking:- You can now locate any target, including, beasts, monsters, or fellow elves based on their scent and mana. Since the host can’t sense mana yet, you can track anyone whose scent you are familiar with. The stronger you be, the farther you’ll be able to locate your targets.]
Right after he was done reading this, the words on the screen vanished, reced by a new string of words.
[Congrattions to the host, your overall attributes is now simr to a three-year-old forest elf, making you the strongest baby elf ever seen. Would you like to take a look at your status?]
‘Yes.’
The system acknowledged his response and his details were disyed in front of him.
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[Name:- Orion Galdur Elfrida]
[Race:- High Elf]
[Title:- World Traveler, First Prince Of The Elven Kingdom]
[Strength:- 2]
[Agility:- 2]
[Charisma:- 4]
[Vitality:- 2]
[Intelligence:-4]
[Emotional Intelligence:- 4]
[Basic skill:- Elfnguage, Inventory, Tracking]
[Racial skill:- Omnivision]
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‘Hmm, seeing as how I’m a high elf but the systempares my attributes to that of a forest elf, does this mean high elves are rarer than forest elves?’ Orion wondered in his thoughts.
‘But then again, the system said something about me being the strongest baby elf ever.’
‘I guess it would be wise to assume that there might be other races of elves aside from forest elves and high elves.’
‘Anyway, my attributes don''t seem too bad either, seeing as how I’m barely even two days old.’
‘But I do wonder what the difference between intelligence and emotional Intelligence is.’
Right after Orion uttered this in his thoughts, a new screen suddenly popped up beside the first one, disying what each attribute meant.
[Strength:- This expresses your ability to move your limbs and cry.]
[Vitality:- This signifies your ability to grow and develop.]
[Agility:- This signifies your ability to squirm and move.]
[Charisma:- This denotes your ability to smile and connect with those around you.]
[Intelligence:- This deals with your ability to learn and recognize faces.]
[Emotional Intelligence:- This attribute deals with your ability to express emotions and sense others.]
‘Hmm, I guess the attributes make sense based on how the system is currently called The Baby Elf System.’
''I wonder if the attributes would change into something new if I grow bigger,''
''If it doesn''t change, maybe the attributes would mean something else depending on how mature I be,''
The moment Orion was done reading the words disyed in front of him, his final list of missions was now disyed in front of him.
[Tier Two Of The Baby Elf System is nowplete, would you like to take a look at the new list of avable Tier Three Missions?]
Orion replied in the positive and his new missions were disyed.
[A list of five Tier Three Missions is now avable.]
[First Mission:- Tiny Tot Trek.]
[Mission Details:- Move your arms and legs to crawl or creep around on the floor or bed.]
[Second Mission Title:- Toy Tug,]
[Mission Details:- y with a toy and hold it tightly.]
[Third Mission Title:- Baby Talk,]
[Mission Details:- Babble and make sounds tomunicate to your mother or anyone rted to you.]
[Fourth Mission Title:- Baby Babble,]
[Mission Details:- Say “mama” for the first time.]
[Fifth Mission Title:- Sleepy Time,]
[Mission Details:- Take a nap without fussing.]
Orion read the missions he had to do and smiled, knowing that these missions wouldn’t be difficult for him toplete.
He was beginning to really like this system which always seemed to give him simple tasks and quests he couldplete with ease.
‘I wonder what type of skills I will receive once these quests arepleted.’
Orion read and memorized all the missions he had to do, and since the system didn’t give him a time limit toplete all of his quests, Orion decided to rx and enjoy his time with his beautiful mother.
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A few minutester, Orion and his mother stepped out of the bathroom.
Evelyn dressed Orion up in the new clothes she went to collect from Hilda this morning.
Then she ate breakfast and fed Orion as well. Orion rested and slept for a few hours before waking up again.
Currently, he could be seen crawling on the floor in his mother’s bedroom, and in front of him was a small humanoid toy madepletely from vines. The toy seemed to be walking away from him as he tried to grab it.
Meanwhile, Evelyn sat on her bed, watching as her son desperately tried to grab the toy she made.
Her fingers glowed with a green hue while she smiled and twirled her fingers around in a circle to provide the toy with the movement it needed to escape from her baby’s grasp.