The Town Of Hammerlin
The Town Of Hammerlin
Seeing the bandits all eat the leaves happily, I nodded my head in satisfaction. I turned around to go prepare a spot for me to make camp, only to see that the idiot was still standing there. Drenched from the rain staring at me. "Why haven't you left yet?"
"I wanted to know why are you so strong?" Charles asked suddenly. To be honest, I also wanted to know why he was so strong. I mean, my stats were off the charts.
[Humanoid Form]
[Name]: Faith Cyrilia
[Age] 12
[Level] 42
[Race] Dragonic
[HP] 20000/20000
[MP] ∞
[Attack Power] 19600
[Magic Power] 19600
[Status Points] 495
[Strength] 1960
[Vitality] 2000
[Intelligence] 1960
[Mind] ∞
[Agility] 1960
[Skill Points] 11
[Skills]
{Appraisal (LVL 10(MAX))} {Military Command (LVL 10(MAX))} {Military Tactics (LVL 10(MAX))}