With what sounded like a small ''later'', Tara disappeared. I looked over at Annabelle, Alexia standing besideher both with large smiles.
"Something wrong?" I asked, with slight discomfort.
Annabelle shook her head, "Nope, we just saw everything you did." Alexia just chuckled, at which point I noticed some flashing icons in the corner or my eye.
I mentally opened the notifications, which caused the flashing to stop and got a few surprises.
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System Notice:
You have forcefully removed a part of your soul: Spirit -1
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System Notice:
You have created a Legendary Artifact: Salker''sCombat Style.
By Jack Salker, Grand Master.
This book, when read will teach the owner how to use theirfists, blades, and guns (if available in Realm) to fight. This teaching
adapts to fit the reader''s physical abilities. This book is not consumed upon use, and may only be transferred if the current
owner is willing.
You have received a normal copy of your book, reading this copy will destroy it after it has been learned. Fifteen
more copies have been distributed to random Realms.
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System Notice:
Due to your willingness to train others yourUnarmed Combat, Bladed Combat, Pistols, and Rifles skills have all
been promoted to Grand Master 0.
Note: Getting levels in grandmaster skills may take many hundreds of years.
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I quickly pulled out the book, and flipped through it, watching the occasional holo-illusiongo through the moves. With a smile, I handed the book to Alexia, "There, now you can learn the rest from the book."
I checked the time and saw that not even one full standard day had passed. It seems the local time was odd, four hours of nighttime and twelve of daytime. That made the local day cycle sixteen hours, while the standard was thirty. I started looking around the little clearing we had appeared inwhen a glint of sun caught my eye. I moved over and saw a small rounded stone stuck up through the leaf litter. I cleared around it a littleand found that it was just the point of something largerwhen another notice popped up.
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System Notice:Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website.
You have found a Landmark, it has been marked on your system map, and is the first anchor point for your Household Dimension.
You have automatically been appointed owner of this Landmark (Calming Glade), other sentients must gain permission before
being allowed to enter, or even knowing of the existence of this small sanctuary.
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Now that was interesting, my own personal sanctuary Landmark. Well, mine and my bonded, I did notice that bugs and animals were not prohibited from coming and going as I watched a rabbit run around as it chewed on various leaves. The little crystal, it looked like a rounded end rod, was the marker for the Landmark. I had thought they would be bigger than that, but I guess they come in all sizes. With a shrug, I summoned a palm-sized red oval crystal, which I then had form into a gun. The barrel came from the narrower end facing away from me the grip and trigger forming underneath the larger end at the heel of my palm. Once the pistol formed, I aimed carefully and pulled the trigger. Gathering up the now dead rabbit, I carried it a little way away from the clearing and cleaned it, before I returned and handed it to Annabelle.
"For breakfast," I said with a smile, while she took it with a small smile in return.
I looked over at Alexia, who had the book open her body following the images, as she learned the fighting style. I smiled and just as I was about to sit, I heard a rustle of the bushes next to Annabelle, just before she yelled. I shot up from my half seated position, and dashed over, my hand darting into the bushes and I pulled out something that looked like an odd cat. It hung by the scruff of its neck for a few seconds, then the claws came out as it tried to sink them into my arm. It looked like a tiger cub, with a white base and black stripes, there were two cute little horns on the head, two large fangs, however, the main surprise was the two wings, one on each side of its back. I used the analyze skill on it.
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<td colspan="4">Celestial Demon Saber Lyger</td>
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<td class="xl63" colspan="4">2 years</td>
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I reached out and grabbed one of the paws, the claws resheathed themselves, and I gently pushed on the pad. I felt him start to tense up to attack and I growled at him, which caused him to blink and not attack, as I looked at the claws. Yup, they were poisoned, so I looked at the rabbit and one of the rear legs had claw marks on them.
"Annabelle cut off that clawed leg for me please." After she handed it to me I sat down, and placed the cat on my lap, "I''ll call you Tiger, I know I not good at giving names, but it will do." Then I fed him the rabbit legand got yet another system notice.
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System Notice:
You have tamed a Very Rare Celestial Demon Saber Lyger, take good care of Tiger and he will remain loyal to you. Note that you may not
bind him until he has reached 6 years of age.
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