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    Luke had made his choice. He didn’t feel a shred of regret about leaving the Deep Botanist behind. Honestly, either option would have been excellent, both would have given him profession skills suited for combat, and that was what mattered most.

    [You have become a Guardian Botanist of Mother Freya]

    He stared at the system interface, waiting… and nothing happened.

    Huh. I thought some of my skills would evolve.

    Not that he was complaining. Most of his abilities were already tied to Mother Freya; this wasn’t some radical new path, just a sharper step along the same one. Every profession option had been bound to her legacy anyway. What mattered now were the skills he would gain in the future. With the decision made, he pulled the system interface back up, now freshly updated to reflect his new profession.

    Name: Luke
    Level: 43
    Race: Half-Demon
    Rank: F
    Class: [Demonic Predator (Lvl 56)]
    Profession: [Guardian Botanist of Mother Freya (Lvl 50)]
    Titles: [Dark Lord]
    Bloodline: [Bloodline of the Dark Demon]
    Health Points (HP): 3530/3530
    Mana Points (MP): 3250/3250 (3330)
    Stamina: 2430/2430 (2630)
    Soul Fragments: 62/1000

    Stats:
    Strength: 544
    Agility: 408 (458)
    Endurance: 243 (263)
    Vitality: 353
    Perception: 418 (428)
    Intelligence: 375 (380)
    Free Points: 0

    Class Skills: [Advanced Blade Handling (Uncommon)], [Profane Knife Throwing (Uncommon)], [Twin Blade (Common)], [Basic Dark Dash (Rare)], [Basic Blood Regeneration (Rare)], [Predator’s Mark (Rare)], [Demonic Blade Dance (Rare)], [Wraith Form (Ultra-Rare)], [Force Infusion (Rare)], [Advanced Stealth (Rare)], [Assassin’s Tracking (Rare)], [Mana Infusion (Rare)], [Basic Archery (Common)]

    Profession Skills: [Herbology of Mother Freya (Ancient)], [Precise Extraction (Common)], [Basic Potion Crafting (Common)], [Corrupted Plant Growth (Rare)], [Plant Sensor (Uncommon)], [Botanical Bond of Mother Freya (Rare)], [Seed Conversion (Rare)], [Plant Manipulation of Mother Freya (Rare)], [Corrupted Blood of Mother Freya (Ultra-Rare)], [Thorn Mutation (Uncommon)], [Soil Analysis (Uncommon)], [Botanical Purification (Uncommon)]

    Race Skills: [Identify (Common)], [Demonic Perception (Uncommon)], [Dark Blood (Uncommon)], [Meditation (Common)], [Demonic Endurance (Uncommon)]

    Bloodline Skill: [Servant of the Dark Lord (Unique)]
    Servants: [Princess Charlie (Skeleton) – Lvl 27], [Servant Slot Available]

    So much had changed since the day he first set foot in the capital. New skills, new powers, he was far stronger now. And yet… he still hadn’t managed to find a monster willing to become his servant.

    “Months in this place and not a single creature has agreed to join me,” he muttered.

    It only made him realize how valuable his bond with Princess Charlie truly was.

    “What about making one of those armored zombies from the Wild Zone? Those damned Wardens,” Artemis suggested.

    “And have a servant that reeks of rotting flesh?” he shot back. “No. Zero interest in having a Midnight Warden as a servant. In fact, I want every last one of those bastards dead.”

    He closed his interface with a flick.

    “Wardens are basically zombies. And Princess Charlie can already go toe-to-toe with one.”

    Choosing a new servant had become less about raw power and more about how the creature would fit into the team. Would it fight beside him in the rear or charge forward alongside Charlie? He was leaning toward the second option, especially since he planned to use the servant’s strength to help finish the tutorial.

    Shame none of the minotaurs were willing to sign on. They would’ve made perfect tanks. Could they have even worn gear?

    Then it hit him: there was one creature he could use as an ally, and it was already with him.

    “Hey, snake. I’m a lot stronger now. Might even be able to finish you off in five minutes. How about accepting the familiar contract so we can test it?” Luke asked the stone.

    Franky’s tongue-click echoed. “I’m not falling for your dirty tricks… again.”

    Instead of tossing the stone back into his inventory, Luke slipped it into the pocket dimension within his necklace. He’d discovered Franky could speak to him from there just like Artemis did.

    “You should be helping me, snake. If I die, you die. Get it? You should be working with me.”

    “Mr. Coward probably got so scared he’d rather hide in that rock forever,” Artemis chimed in.

    “I AM NOT A COWARD!” Franky’s voice flared.

    “Then take the contract and prove it,” Artemis goaded.

    Another sharp click of the tongue. “You’re both trying to trick me. I’m not falling for it.”

    Luke leaned back in his chair. “You’ve tried to kill me more than once and I never took it personally. I’m even willing to get you your own little doghouse.”

    “What’s that?” Franky asked.

    “You don’t know? Oh, right. You’re not from Earth…” Luke said.

    “I will never be your friend, human. In fact, I’ll be thrilled when you die. I’ve already died once, I don’t care.”

    “Wow, you’re really holding onto that. You need therapy,” Artemis said.

    “What’s therapy?” Franky asked.

    “Long story…” Artemis sighed.

    The snake clicked his tongue again. “I won’t listen to either of you. Die for all I care. I’ll celebrate it. I hate the human for humiliating me before killing me!”

    “Oh, this is because I gave you that medicine?”

    “YOU HUMILIATED ME! It was cheating!”

    Luke stood from his chair. “Not cheating. You had a super poison, you were massive, and you spat acid. I had to fight you to the point where you ended up biting off my arm instead of melting me alive. You were insanely powerful.”

    “Yes. I am powerful,” the serpent replied, pride dripping from every word.

    “You’re pretty amazing. Shame I don’t have anyone that amazing available to be my familiar… you know anyone better than you?” Luke asked.

    “I’m the most amazing!” Franky declared.

    “Really? Hm… I’m not sure. If you agreed to be my familiar, I could see if that’s actually true.”

    “It is true, I am the most amazing! Wait, hey! You’re trying to trick me!”

    Luke kept walking. “Me? Trick you? I don’t think so. Unless… are you trying to trick me right now? Didn’t you just say you’re amazing? I just want to find out if it’s actually true.”

    “It’s true! I am amazing,” Franky insisted.

    “So, snake… what’s it gonna be? Are we settling our differences?”

    “No. I still hate you. You humiliated me and you insulted my mother,” the snake replied.

    Luke paused. He did remember insulting the Beast Lord’s mother during their fight. “The humiliation part, I could argue. But about your mother… I’ll apologize for that. Mothers are sacred. I was… heated. You’d just ripped my arm off. The pain was doing most of the talking.”

    Franky went quiet.

    “Hey, Mr. Coward,” Artemis cut in. “How do you even know what he said was an insult to your mom? You’re, uh… not exactly a genius.”

    “I felt the intent in the human’s words. There was hate in his voice, so I knew it was something bad. See? I’m very smart.”

    Luke raised a brow. “So you managed to work around your limited reasoning and lack of Earth references just by reading the intent behind someone’s words. Not bad. But don’t rely on it too much. If I’d said the same thing without the emotion, you’d never have caught it.”

    “I trust my instincts. They never fail.”

    “Wow, incredible. I wish I had instincts that strong. That’s the kind of thing only a really powerful sucker has,” Luke said.

    “Sucker? What’s that?”

    “Someone really powerful in analysis, instinct, strength, and skill. Not everyone is one. I’m not at that level myself.”


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    “I’m a sucker,” Franky said proudly.

    “No, I don’t think so. You’d have to be really powerful.”

    “I’m powerful! I’m the biggest sucker that’s ever lived!” the stone proclaimed.

    “You’ve got to be kidding me…” Artemis muttered.

    Luke took a piece of meat. “So, snake… I apologized for insulting your mother. How’s our relationship now? Can we seal the familiar friendship pact?”

    There was a brief silence.

    “I accept your apology for insulting my mother. She was someone special to me, someone I respected deeply. When I was twelve, she swallowed me whole to drown me in stomach acid. It was the happiest day of my life.”

    “Whoa, whoa, whoa! What?” Artemis blurted.

    Luke froze mid-bite. “Your mother tried to kill you?”

    “Yes. She was incredible. She gave me the highest honor a mother can give her child.”

    “By trying to kill you?”

    “Of course. It meant that even at twelve, she saw I had the potential to surpass her, and therefore, I was a threat. Being devoured by your parents is the greatest honor in my species.”

    “And how exactly did you survive?” Luke asked.

    “I didn’t get dissolved in her stomach acid and managed to escape when she went to drink from a river,” Franky said with pride. “A few centuries later, I returned, and we fought to the death.”

    “Yeah… you definitely need therapy,” Artemis said.

    “Okay, I think I’m a little traumatized now. The animal kingdom is weird,” Luke muttered as he got to his feet. “So… are we going to seal the friendship pact and make you my familiar? I promise to give you the honor of devouring you if I ever get really hungry.”

    “NO!” Franky shouted. “The humiliation you put me through is unforgivable!”

    Luke exhaled slowly.

    “All right, snake. Stay in the pendant, watch the world go by, see me fighting incredible battles while you sit in some corner, useless. I’ll be out there having fun while you do nothing,” he said.

    Franky said nothing, and Luke took the silence as a sign the snake was done talking.

    “Who knows? Maybe after you watch me being amazing in battle, you’ll think I’m a decent guy.”

    “That will never happen. We will never be friends,” Franky replied.

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