Princess Alora walked gracefully towards Broken, a soft smile adorning her face. Her elven features and flaming red hair gave her an ethereal beauty that made her look like a true vision of royalty. This was a stark contrast to the Princess Alora he had first met, clad in battle armor. In her royal dress, she appeared almost otherworldly, and he found himself momentarily dazzled by her presence as she lowered her gaze slightly.
“I congratulate you on your success in winning this competition, Broken,” Princess Alora said.
Broken bowed slightly and responded, “Your Highness, Princess Alora, I am deeply honored to receive these congratulations from you personally.”
“I believe you have exceeded many expectations, and you should be proud of this remarkable achievement,” she added.
The royal maids carrying the wooden boxes approached and knelt beside Princess Alora, placing the wooden chests before Broken. Sensing their cue, Morbit and Max stepped forward to assist.
“Allow me to help you, champion,” Morbit said, eagerly taking one of the golden chests while Max took charge of the other.
“This chest holds 600 Gold Coins,” Princess Alora explained, her emerald green eyes shimmering with delight. “The other chest contains rare materials that you may use to craft future items. I hope these rewards will enable you to create even more extraordinary pieces. Congratulations once again!”
“Thank you, Your Highness,” Broken replied with a small bow of his head.
Princess Alora made her way back to King Alorik’s side, her ruby-red velvet gown rustling softly as she moved. Though usually a figure of composed nobility, a subtle anticipation was visible in her demeanor.
King Alorik stood before Broken. “You have accomplished something that no one else has ever achieved,” he said.
He nodded approvingly. “For that, you shall receive rewards greater than any we have promised.”
Broken felt his breath catch in his throat, and his heart leaped with excitement. His eyes widened in anticipation of what these greater rewards could be, and a wide smile spread across his face.
[Congratulations to Broken, the first player to win the grand prize of the competition event from the Dissidia Kingdom!]
[His name will forever be remembered in history, and he is now known as the Grand Champion of the Realm of Dissidia. May his fame and glory last for all eternity!]
[For this amazing accomplishment, you get a bonus of 20 stat points along with an additional 10 stat points on Charisma.]
As Broken stood before King Alorik, his vision was suddenly filled with a cascade of notifications. He tried to read each one carefully, all the while keeping an eye on the King, who seemed on the verge of delivering an important announcement.
“Another bonus stat point? Nice,” he muttered softly to himself.
[Congratulations, Broken, for your remarkable achievement that will surely be remembered by many! As a reward, you have obtained the new Perception stat! As for your new title, let’s call you the ‘Perceptive One’.]
[You have certainly earned it! May your success continue to grow!]
[For this great achievement, you will receive a 20 bonus to your Perception stat.]
[Perception is a stat that allows you to observe the basic information of any individual, such as their level, class, current abilities, maximum stats, and skills. The higher your Perception stat is, the more information you can gather.] freēwēbηovel.c૦m
Broken smiled once more, relishing the extraordinary rewards for his unparalleled achievement. “Perception stat,” he whispered to himself. This wasn’t even the grand reward promised by King Elandorr nor the one hinted at by King Alorik, yet he had already gained so much.
Just then, he turned his gaze to King Alorik and was startled to see a set of information appear before him, something that had never happened before. The Perception stat was already making its mark.
[Name: Alorik Rogwyn
Level: ???
Strength: 1,213 Agility: ??? Intelligence: 740 Constitution: 932 Stamina: ???]
Broken swallowed hard after catching a glimpse of King Alorik’s staggering stats. His Strength was an astounding 1213, and his Intelligence was equally impressive. This indicated that the King was likely a close-range magic combatant, perhaps a magic swordsman when wielding the Sword of Dissidia or a similar weapon. His Constitution was also immensely high, suggesting he was well-suited to stand alone on the battlefield, fending off multiple adversaries.
Although Broken couldn’t see the King’s level directly, nor his Agility and Stamina, he surmised that they must be equally formidable. Judging from the raw power in front of him, Broken estimated that King Alorik’s level was likely above 400.
It was the first time Broken had encountered someone so powerful, and it made perfect sense that the man standing before him was the current King of Dissidia. King Alorik alone seemed capable of single-handedly dismantling a large guild, such as the Ass Guild.
“This is truly extraordinary. This Perception stat is incredible,” Broken thought, his mind buzzing with excitement over the newfound potential of his abilities. With this skill, he could assess his opponents much more effectively, although he had yet to test if this ability applied to other players as well.
Eager to further explore his new ability, he shifted his gaze towards Princess Alora. He felt a thrill deep within his core as he prepared to unveil the stats of the Crowned Princess of the Dissidia Kingdom, curious to see just how strong she really was.
[Name: Alora Rogwyn
Level: 217
Strength: 833 Agility: ??? Intelligence: 637 Constitution: ??? Stamina: 621]
“Damn!” Broken felt a jolt of shock as he absorbed even a fraction of Princess Alora’s stats. Her Strength was incredibly high at 833, clearly indicating she specialized as a sword-fighter. Her Intelligence stat was also impressive, revealing her prowess as a Magic Sword user.
He pondered her stats further. “Her total stats for a level 217 character far surpass the average for that level-she’s truly exceptional,” he thought.
As he concluded the stats, Broken felt Princess Alora’s gaze upon him. He suddenly realized that while inspecting her stats, he had inadvertently been staring at her face. Their eyes met, and she smiled at him.
Embarrassed, Broken quickly lowered his head. “Damn,” he thought, “was I looking for too long?”
King Alorik observed the man standing before him and noticed the glance exchanged between Broken and Alora. A warm contentment bloomed in his chest at the thought. The knights had mentioned that Alora had met Broken before, although he didn’t know how well they knew each other. It seemed that Alora and Broken were already familiar with one another-and perhaps even more than just acquaintances?
Could there be a special bond between them? If so, wouldn’t Broken be an admirable and worthy companion for his daughter, especially considering he had just proven himself in front of the grand prophecy of King Elandorr?
King Alorik’s musings wandered back to recollections of the late King Elandorr and his fabled prophecy. Could it be possible that the man standing before him would play a significant role in shaping the future?
As he carefully considered the prospect, a thought occurred to him: could Broken offer the
best possible guidance and support to Alora as she prepared to ascend to the throne? It seemed not only feasible but also desirable. King Alorik was confident that whatever guidance and support Broken could provide would be immensely beneficial for his daughter’s future
reign.
Their prolonged gaze and Alora’s smiling response confirmed to King Alorik that perhaps there was more between them than he initially realized.
King Alorik’s mind was made up. He decided to create more opportunities for his daughter
and Broken to be together. If Broken’s destiny was indeed intertwined with that of the Dissidia Kingdom, then fostering their connection was the right course of action. This alliance, both personal and political, seemed written in the stars.
“Broken, you have achieved great success in the competition,” King Alorik finally continued.