Chapter 362: Hunter King and King of Books

Chapter 362: Chapter 362: Hunter King and King of Books

[Legend Lore]

Since childhood, young Lance has had incredible luck. Even if he were to fall off a cliff, tree branches would catch him.

He could miraculously survive being surrounded by a pack of wolves in the forest. From a young age, he was of high moral character, always ready to help others, and was deeply loved by all the town’s residents.

[Legend Bonus]:

1. Lucky Boy: Base Luck +3, Environmental Hazard Immunity +8. Special Ability: Danger Intuition.

2. Town Favorite: For those of a Lawful alignment, initial Favorability toward you +10, Bargaining checks +6.

’So this is the power of a Legend.’

Lance now understood. Legends were different from the Specialties and Talents used in combat.

Those things mostly affected oneself, whereas a Legend was a power that could influence others.

’This way, as long as I accumulate enough of these Legends, a quantitative change will lead to a qualitative one.’

Although he could only equip six Legends at the moment, this was just a newly acquired title. It still had the potential to be upgraded in the future.

Just like the various Kings, who later used Dragon Species as their titles—they could equip even more Legends.

He glanced at the bonuses this Legend granted him. The most important one was undoubtedly the Luck Value.

Lance recalled the effect of "Miracle’s Afterglow" he’d used before. The bonus to his Luck Value he’d received then had already surprised him; he hadn’t realized he could also accumulate it through Legends.

’If someone could equip dozens of different titles, all of them high-quality Legends related to luck and the like...’

Lance couldn’t even imagine what kind of monster a person like that would be, walking the Material Realm.

Perhaps even in the apocalypse, such a person could continue to live it up.

Even if the world completely exploded, he could probably ride the last remaining fragment to another world and continue to live a life of leisure and pleasure.

He also thought of the "Blank Bookmark" from before, which could alter the core of a Legend.

’If I added the concept of a "harem" to "the little boy who survives great disasters," would the resulting bonus be more of an ability to turn misfortune into fortune within a harem?’

Just then, a thought struck him, sending a chill down his spine.

Following this line of thought about stacking Legends, Lance suddenly connected it to something terrifying.

Just how strong was the previous Faceless Divine Son!

That was hundreds of Casanova-like Legends, all tending toward the same theme!

Lance sucked in a sharp breath.

No wonder that senior Divine Son could get hunted by every organization just by using his full name. And no wonder he was able to give the gods a headache.

’If, in this world, an Adventurer who slays an Ancient Giant Dragon would be revered by the world as the "Hunter King"...’

’...then wouldn’t someone who could get involved in every genre of plot in the Doujinshi World, just by relying on the authority of disguise, deserve to be called the "King of Books"?’

’If I had been born in the same era as that senior...’ A flicker of fear appeared in Lance’s heart.

’It seems I was too ignorant and naive back in Gray Rock Town.’

’Now that I’ve learned about these higher-level powers, I’m starting to understand how vast the world truly is.’

’Who knows how many other freaks like the "King of Books" are hiding in this Material Realm. My current strength is completely inadequate.’

Specialties, Legends, Talents...

As long as these things could be stacked, Lance was suddenly beginning to realize what the ceiling for combat power in this world might look like.

Moreover, the Lantern Carrier had left him with a final warning: this world was about to undergo a great transformation.

He had to quickly use every means at his disposal to accumulate power before that change arrived, until he had the ability to protect himself and those he loved.

He quickly sorted out his future plans in his mind.

’First, I’ll follow the Lantern Carrier’s guidance and find a way to become an Alchemist. That will unlock the potential of Biological Research, which might speed up the accumulation of my Talents.’

’The next step is to use experience points to forge my Specialties and begin creating the Star Track, [Endless Star Ring of the Tail-Biting Giant Dragon].’

’That way, I can logically advance to the Excellence Level. Only then will I have the capital to establish a firm foothold in this world.’

In just a few moments, Lance had laid out his plans for the future.

At that moment, the memorial service portion of the funeral officially began.

Lance turned his attention to the high platform in the center of the square.

With just one glance, he saw many familiar faces.

Among a group of officials and nobles dressed in black formal wear, a tall girl walked at the very front.

Her hair, under the clear sky, was as dazzling as molten gold. She wore a black dress woven with gold thread.

It was Elvira.

And in the procession a little behind her, Lance caught sight of two more familiar figures.

Cecilia and Nieve.

Both of them had also changed into long black dresses.

"Holy shit."

Lance subconsciously pulled the hood on his head down a little lower.

’Now is not the time for these people to meet.’

According to his plan, he was supposed to wait until he advanced to Level 10, when his own hard power was sufficient, and then slowly guide them to meet each other.

Because only with sufficient power would he have the ability to control the potential Xiuluo Scene that might erupt.

After all, none of these girls were pushovers.

He never expected this funeral would bring them all together.

’Heavens above, I just hope no conflict breaks out today...’

Lance prayed silently in his heart.

At this moment, in front of the steps of the Terres Temple, a catafalque made of transparent crystal had been placed. Inside, some medals, a weapon, and a Shield were displayed symbolically.

Next to the catafalque stood a stone sculpture, covered by a white silk cloth that obscured its appearance.

Surrounded by a crowd of officials, Elvira calmly walked onto the temporarily erected rostrum, facing the crowd of over a hundred thousand people below.

Elvira showed no signs of stage fright. Her eyes swept across the entire square, and as they passed over the direction where Cecilia stood, a faint, cunning glint even flashed through them.

Then, she quickly composed her expression, replacing it with a look of sorrow and compassion.

"Today, people of White River City! We stand here to bid farewell to a warrior who possessed a noble soul."

Her voice, amplified by sound equipment, quickly spread throughout the entire square.

"His name was Lance Lot."

"He was a resident of the small town of Gray Rock Town. But at the same time, he was also the true, undisputed Hero of our Iris Kingdom, of White River Province..."

Elvira held no script in her hands, yet her speech was full of emotion, its cadence rising and falling, flowing with exceptional smoothness.

Carried by her infectious voice, the hundred thousand-plus people present were involuntarily captivated by the eulogy.

Some of the more sentimental people even began to sob, and a wave of sorrow spread across the square.

This was the well-known, extraordinary charisma unique to the Pandragon Royal Family.

They could easily influence everyone’s emotions and shape the atmosphere through words alone.