NOVEL NEXT Chapter 147: The Strongest Brave, Faith Becomes God_2
With that idea, they would desire something.
Their attitude toward her was bound to have changed.
She could reclaim her former sense of superiority and easily manipulate Lance as he was now.
Maybe she could even take charge and rub Lance's head.
When Lance had touched her head, looked into her eyes, and noticed her reaction, it made her somewhat uncomfortable.
Amelia was disappointed; Lance's reaction was no different from before, and even the moment he heard about Elyria becoming a Heroic Spirit garnered a greater reaction than now.
In Lance's eyes, there flashed a strange look for a moment, as if it were envy, yet it seemed not.
He did not even ask her for the insights, conditions, and precautions from when Reg had opened up his Domain.
How infuriating!
As a human, did he not want to carve out a Domain of his own?
Didn't he want to become a "god walking among mortals"?
Those who had carved out their Domains were referred to as "gods walking among mortals."
Someone who had just carved out their Domain certainly didn't deserve the title, but those who had developed their Domains further... absolutely did.
Because in their Domains, they were gods.
"The insights Reg had when carving out his Domain, do you want them? If you want, just tell me, and I'll share them with you,"
"That's not necessary. Reg's scope... is bigger than I imagined. With such a mindset, he deserves his achievements... and the position of the 'Radiant Sun' squad leader."
If it were any other Domain initiates, they probably wouldn't be willing to share insights on how they carved out their Domains and the conditions with former teammates.
That Reg could do this had already surpassed his expectations.
His vision was just a bit broader than his own.
After all, when he had sacrificed himself, he took the Gold Coins of his teammates, though he left behind their valuable items.
Thinking about it, he actually had quite a conscience.
No, that's not right; he had always silently contributed a lot to the team: potions for strengthening the body, curing hidden illnesses, enhancing their abilities... and other sundry potions... he hadn't skimped on his contributions…
When he sacrificed himself... what's wrong with taking some Gold Coins?
Evil Dragon, oh... not taking the Gold Coins... would that be befitting of his identity?
"Something's not right, you're off, you weren't like this a thousand years ago. Back then, you would have admired Elyria's combat grace, and after the fight, you would approach her with a little Hammer, asking her to teach you a bit of Hammer Technique.
Seeing the prowess of my archery, you would also approach me, asking me to teach you archery, and seeing Reg practice his Swordsplay... you'd ask him to show you a few moves.
Your catchphrase at that time was: 'I'm so envious of you guys, I want to be strong like you... something's not right... something's not right... something's not right...'"
In the end, Amelia talked to herself.
She recalled the odd incidents from a thousand years ago, when Lance asked them to teach him Hammer Technique, archery, and Swordsplay.
Every time Lance asked them to teach him, it was shortly after a battle.
After learning Hammer Technique from Elyria, her skills in wielding the Hammer improved a lot after a while.
After he learned archery from her, her archery skills had increased quite a bit after some time.
After he studied Swordsplay from Reg, Reg's skill had progressed considerably, and he had even grasped the concept of Sword Intent.
Then, after the next battle, Lance would come up with a naive smile and say: "I really envy you guys, it feels like your strength is growing every day.
Bring me along next time; I really need to learn a trick or two from you..."
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As teammates, it was difficult for them to refuse Lance, especially since he was so good at giving compliments.
The honest and simple Lance, sparing with words, would only praise them sincerely from his heart.
At least, that was what everyone believed back then.
They taught Lance, and then on the next mission, they noticed their abilities had improved slightly...
This cycle would repeat itself every so often...
Amelia's gaze upon Lance had changed.
Was it him?
Their increase in strength, was it because of this guy?
Impossible.
No matter how she thought about it, their improvement had nothing to do with Lance.
Back then, other than refining and concocting Magic Potions, he knew nothing.
If this guy understood Hammer Technique, archery, Swordsplay... then was he still human?
A monster, right?
Especially since he was able to enhance their strength without them noticing a thing...
To achieve that, Lance from a thousand years ago... how powerful was he?
Amelia was full of doubts and astonishment.
The story concocted in her head... was a bit too fantastical for Elves.
Putting on an act of honesty and simplicity was one thing, but perfectly concealing his real strength so that none of them could detect it?
That is too exaggerated.
She must stop wildly speculating.
If she overthought it, Lance would truly become a monster in her mind.
Perhaps she should call the old teammates, let them also meet Lance a thousand years later.
Two heads are better than one.
That was what Lance used to say back in the day.
If Lance really was some kind of monster, with their current strength as teammates, they should be able to notice something.
"I don't wanna play anymore... I'm hungry... I'm going to eat, you guys have fun,"
The Young Dragon trotted up to the Evil Dragon, "Lance, I'm hungry, shall we go eat?"
The Young Dragon glanced at the Elf girl who was staring at the Evil Dragon; her gaze... didn't seem like that of a girlfriend looking at her partner...