Chapter 10: Transformation Plan

The bluish, transparent screen appeared in front of me, as always. * [Stats] * [Skills] * [Guild] Locked * [Guide] * [Shop] Locked I opened the Skills tab, scrolling through all the options. I still had 300 points left. Like an old gamer, I knew the importance of saving points for an emergency. I’d only unlocked the essentials, the ones that had pulled me out of jams where I thought I’d die: Sacred Rejuvenation, Leadership, Battle Cry, Mortal Strike, One and Two-Handed Bludgeon Mastery, Cutting Weapon Mastery, Spear Mastery, Bow Mastery, among others. In this world, you could form parties or hunting groups, but it wasn’t like video games where experience was divided equally, no. Here, each person received experience based on the damage they’d dealt. Plus, there was a bonus for the last hit, which came with a restriction: the one who landed the final blow had to have dealt at least fifteen percent of the total damage to the creature; otherwise, no bonus. The king said the goddess of light had set that rule to prevent people from stealing kills, but to me, it sounded more like a load of crap to stop you from PLVLing and boosting rookies. Among all the skills, one had stuck in my mind. As soon as I saw it, I felt the urge to unlock it, but, because of the attitude of my companions, I decided not to use it and let them fucking rot. * [Hero’s Sacrifice]: A support-type skill that allows you to create a protective shield to absorb damage dealt to your allies within the party or Guild members within a 500-meter radius. As long as I didn’t die, my entire group would be immortal, but in return, I would receive 15% increased damage. That skill combined really well with another one I had unlocked almost since the start of my journey in this world: * [Hero’s Fury]: A passive skill with the description "The hero will not tolerate injustice. If any of your companions receive damage in the hero’s presence, the hero will gain 20% attack damage and 35% movement speed in exchange for reducing defense by 15%." Although it seemed like a suicidal move, it fit my aggressive combat style, so it was great. Though now I’d have to be more careful, since I’d be taking all my allies’ damage. I looked at Manaia again. "Invite me to your guild. I don’t need to be the leader; just being a member will be enough to help you." She shook her head, her expression still in awe. "We don’t have a clan, Jax. I’ve read about it in books, but we’ve never been able to create one again; we don’t know why our old guild was destroyed... We can only form parties of five people, due to the limitation of not having a guild." "I see, then that will be our priority, and we need to do it immediately." I opened my system panel. I went straight to the Guild tab, which had always been locked. As soon as I selected it, an alert popped up: * [You are currently not in a Guild. An active alliance is required.] * [Do you wish to create one?] A smile spread across my face. This was great! Two tabs had never opened: this one and the shop. Each had specific requirements. For the guild, 21 people were needed to register at the time of creation. That’s why I’d never been able to create one. Born into this world, everyone is affiliated with their kingdom within the guild it represents, and they can’t switch because the kingdom threatens them with death. I’d tried to ask the king to give me people to make a small guild, to use the Hero’s benefits, and they’d said no. They also refused to affiliate me, saying "Heroes couldn’t be affiliated." It was probably just an excuse not to grant me the kingdom’s benefits. On the other hand, the shop didn’t show the requirements. Only an encrypted alert appeared: [************]. "Manaia, we’re going to make one. You need to gather all the village women so they can join the guild. As soon as we do, they’ll be officially members, and I’ll defend them," I told her, using my most serious voice possible. "Thank you, thank you! We will always be grateful to you and serve you with our lives, savior...!" Manaia collapsed to the ground, crying. I was surprised. She was truly grateful. I understood why, but I felt it was a bit exaggerated. The thing is, once you’re in a guild, you can’t be kicked out. Not even the leader can expel you. It requires a trial with the gods as witnesses. Furthermore, no one can leave a guild without reason or they’ll never be able to join another. Anyone who leaves will be subjected to a trial with the gods. This meant that, for them, I had just agreed to stay with them on the island. I had tied myself down. And honestly, it didn’t feel entirely bad. "Well, well, how are you going to thank me?" I asked, smiling suggestively, as I helped her up. Manaia stood, looking into my eyes. "I’m willing to do anything, as I said in my tent. No matter what you ask, I’ll accept it." "Hmm..." I’d like an advance on the reward. Even though I’d like to take it right here, it wouldn’t be special, and I love having special moments." Manaia smiled as she blushed beautifully, biting her lips. "How about I clean your wounds like before, then?" she suggested, lowering her gaze. "Sounds good to me," I replied, staring at her as I leaned against a nearby tree, watching her approach. She knelt in front of me, her soft hands unbuttoning my leather pants. I could feel the warmth of her breath through the fabric, and the sweet scent of her skin. Manaia slid the fabric down, freeing me. The cool air hit my skin, and then her warm, wet lips enveloped me. Her tongue was skillful, exploring my cock. I groaned softly, leaning back, letting her take over. Her movements were rhythmic, and now she seemed to have a better idea of what to do. There was no rush; the sensation of Manaia sucking me was so damn good. Undoubtedly, a perfect advance.