"Do that one more time!" Moxinke pointed to the center of his brows and asked with a flattering smile on his face. His soft armor was already soaked in sweat, and his chest heaved up and down dramatically. It was normal because he had been practicing his sword arts for the whole morning. No matter how energetic he was, he would be exhausted.
Han Jin rolled his eyes at Moxinke and didn't respond. He was still carving his army calling charm on the wooden blocks.
"Master Prophet, could you please do that one more time?" Moxinke pleaded like a child who wanted candy.
Han Jin let out a sigh. He couldn't stand Moxinke when he acted like that. It didn't make Han Jin feel sympathetic for the big guy at all; on the contrary, it gave him goosebumps all over his body. Han Jin had no choice but to draw another charm of spirit refreshment in the air and plant it in the center of Moxinke's brows with a wave of his hand.
As soon as the charm was planted in the middle of Moxinke's brows, his body suddenly straightened. With a burst of laughter, he casually completed a sword form and then walked into the forest.
Han Jin lowered his head to continue carving his wooden army calling charm, but after only a few knife strokes, he suddenly felt that something was staring at him. He slowly raised his head and saw Cessacioun standing where Moxinke stood just moments ago. He too was looking at him with a smile. The expression in his eyes was exactly the same as that of Moxinke's, which was half wishfulness and half pleading. However, Cessacioun was not as shameless as Moxinke and couldn't bring himself to ask so directly.
Han Jin was totally speechless. It had been a month since they had left Eleventh Town, and during that month, his position had changed greatly, along with the nature of the whole group. In the past, they were just friends who cooperated with each other, but now, Han Jin was gradually starting to be considered as the leader of the group. This did not occur because of voting, but by an irreversible trend. Han Jin had one thing to thank for all of this: the charm of spirit refreshment that he always thought was useless.
His first display of the charm in front of them was the day when they were torturing the merchant George. Han Jin made a charm of spirit refreshment in order to keep George sober during the torturing process, which attracted the attention of Moxinke. When they settled down for the time being in the forest, Moxinke urged Han Jin to cast the 'spell' on him, saying that he wanted to 'give it a go'.
The potential of the charm was excavated thereafter, which made Moxinke and Cessacioun both overwhelmed with joy. The basis for a warrior was his strength of fighting, while that of a magician was his magic power. In turn, the release and control of fighting strength, as well as the collection and manipulation of elements, were all supported by psychic force.
However, in this world, psychic force was difficult to be supplemented by foreign objects. Even the strongest light magic that involved sacrifices could only improve one's fighting and defensive ability. Aside from the Forbidden Spell and the Art of Sacrifice, which were a part of light magic, none of the other branches of magics could supplement one's psychic force. It could only recover through time.
But the charm of spirit refreshment made by Han Jin broke this impossibility. It could not only significantly improve one's psychic force, but also improve one's strength and endurance. Moxinke claimed that with this charm, he could achieve progress that would cost him six or seven days in the past within just one day now.
What Han Jin displayed to them was not just a charm, but also a future of infinite temptation. As professionals, there was nothing more attractive than a rapid increase in strength.
However, Han Jin didn't enjoy his more and more 'respected' position at all. On the contrary, he was quite distressed, for that the amount of energy he spent on that charm each day was not a small number, even if his energy reserve was now increasing steadily at a rate of three hundred or four hundred yuan daily.
"You also want to 'give it a go'?" Han Jin asked with his eyebrows raised.
"Ahaha..." Cessacioun laughed in embarrassment .
Han Jin reluctantly made a charm of spirit refreshment and asked, "Don't only think about your meditation. When can I have my space ring?"
"I've never come into contact with space magic before, so..." Cessacioun was going to say more, but seeing the disappointed expression on Han Jin's face, he quickly changed his words, "but you can rest assured. Give me another fifteen days and I guarantee you I can open access to the space within the ring!"
"Don't be too hard on yourself." Han Jin shook his head slightly.
"I have achieved very fast progress this month and I believe it won't take too long before I become a real high-grade warlock. By then, I will be more confident."
Han Jin paused for a while then said, "Cessacioun, don't work yourself so hard. You are not Moxinke. He is as strong as a wild ox, but you..."
"I know, don't worry about me," Cessacioun answered with a smile.
Han Jin let out a slight sigh and didn't say anything more. Now that everybody was in high spirits, he didn't want to pour cold water on everyone. Truth be told, he had never used the charm of spirit refreshment as frequently as he was now. To put it bluntly, this charm was somewhat similar to stimulants. It could be very effective in the short run, but no one knew if repeated use could also cause some unknown side effects.
After Cessacioun went away, Han Jin continued to focus on carving his wooden army calling charm. It took him a long time before he finally finished one. He heaved a sigh of relief and threw that dark green bead back to Sunier, who had been sitting three meters away, watching him silently the whole time.
She reached out with her hand and caught the bead, "Is that it for today?"
"Yes, I am a little tired," Han Jin replied. After a while, he smiled, "Sunier, why did you stay here with me these past two days? Are you not bored?"
"No." Sunier shook her head.
"Do you also want to... give it a go?" He emphasized 'give it a go' in the sentence.
"No need," Sunier replied earnestly, "I know each time you cast that spell, you need to absorb the elements from the magic crystals to supplement those you've spent. It's hard work, isn't it? But they don't know. That's why they ask you for help so often. But... that could be a secret between us, right?"
"Well… sure," Han Jin played with the knife in his hand as he replied. He felt surprised to some extent. Among them, he was the only one who had never revealed his past. He chose not to do it because he simply could not. As for the others, they had, more or less, talked about their pasts. With the amount of experience she displayed, Sunier should have at least reacted to the dirty joke he just made. Unless, of course, she was completely in-experienced in that department.
"Miss Keeley didn't come to you because she felt embarrassed. And Steelberg has started learning magic from Cessacioun. I suppose in a few days they will come to you for help again."
"When? He didn't tell me."
"About half a month ago. Cessacioun said Steelberg has great talent, but unfortunately... it's too late for him."
"That bastard!" Han Jin felt a headache after hearing this. Though they were all friends, Steelberg had always been the most important person for him. Even though the lad was the poorest one in terms of strength and the others never thought much about him, Han Jin would never abandon him. It was clear that his energy expenditure would increase in the near future.
"Master Prophet, time for dinner." Michelle came in with a smile. His attitude towards Han Jin had changed enormously since Han Jin's ability was affirmed. Now, each time he called Han Jin, he would use the honorific 'Master'.
"Nice. Let's have dinner first and talk about other things later." Han Jin laughed.
