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The Player Who Can't Level UP

While others are trying to control the mana within them, Vi, on the other hand, is controlling the huge pool of mana in the world he is in. As a level 1 player who can't level up, he resorts to other methods to become the strongest. Can't tame monsters and summon spiritual beings? No problem, he can use his own blood to create summons. Can't wield weapons made by metals and renowned blacksmiths? No problem, he can use his own bones as his weapons. Can't use elemental powers through mana? No problem, he can use his own shadow to cast magic. Can't execute enough physical power with his level 1 body? No problem, he can transform and bring out unparalleled strength. Can't use illusions and other mental attacks? No problem, he can do all of it with his hair. And thus, Vi becomes a king different from everyone. A king who without an army or kingdom, but a king who alone defeated everyone obstructing his path.

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Maharlika

Roviric could only watch his daughter and wife talking joyously with each other. Not about what had happened to Rosellete earlier in-game, but about various things. He wanted, and he tried to cut into their conversation several times, but feeling the cold aura exuded by his wife, he could only swallow his words forcefully.

In the end, he was forced to stand off to the side like he was some kind of bodyguard who would only move when told.

The mother and daughter chatted for some more time before finally, Rosellete, who had fallen from her mother's lap, finally fell asleep. She appeared like an angel who was innocent to the world.

"Why didn't you ask her about what had happened earlier?" Roviric suddenly asked with a slight frown. Seeing that his wife didn't even talk about that matter even after their daughter had finally fallen asleep, he naturally was displeased. And questioning his wife was naturally inevitable.