Fantasy Lord: I Have a Moving Castle

Chapter 58: Chapter 11: A Task Within a Task, Rare Professions

Chapter 58: Chapter 11: A Task Within a Task, Rare Professions

Spring was pleasant and the trees cast mottled shadows.

However, Char was in the study silently screaming in frustration, “Why would you use Elf Language for key information? Didn’t you consider that the person who finds this Mage’s cottage might not know Elf Language?”

He suddenly became anxious and hurriedly flipped through the books in the bookcase—all written in Elf Language.

With a clang, Char dejectedly set down the book in his hands, his expression a mixture of pain and speechlessness.

It was frustrating to have finally obtained the items, only to be thwarted by a language barrier, and he didn’t even know where to begin complaining.

It was as if there was a lump of stale blood stuck in his chest, impossible to spit out, yet unable to be swallowed, making him extremely uncomfortable.

At that moment, he even resented his original self.

You, a dignified Half-Elf, how could you not have learned Elf Language?!

But that was the reality, and Char could only accept it. Moreover, he wasn’t without a solution—the Green Rose Village was nearby, wasn’t it?

So many Wood Elves lived in the village, was he worried he couldn’t find someone to teach him Elf Language?

Of course, he’d need to be cautious during contact, not to reveal the existence of the Garden Secret Realm.

The original owner of the Secret Realm was undoubtedly a powerful Spellcaster.

How high the former owner’s professional level was, Char had no way of knowing, but it was certainly not low.

One of a low level couldn’t have created such a Secret Realm, where the temperature remained constant through all seasons and could mislead the Perception of the Undead, making them completely unaware even when close by.

Suck powerful Spellcasters often left inheritances that would attract various greedy eyes.

Although Elves were naturally uninterested in worldly affairs and loved peace, which didn’t seem like they would snatch others’ fortunes, who could say for sure?

Fate had to be in one’s own hands, not in the hands of others.

Char quickly accepted reality, then stood beside the desk, bowed his head in contemplation, and quickly calculated his next moves.

Just as he was about to rise and continue inspecting the cottage, a light flicker pulsed in his mind, a sensation he was vaguely familiar with—it had occurred once before during a “system update” that had introduced an equipment level system.

He immediately summoned his personal panel.

[Name]: Char Rain Season

[Race]: Half-Elf

[Level]: 1

[Profession]: Archer (Ordinary)

…

He instantly knew why the system had suddenly updated—it was an update to the professional level system. Before, “Archer” did not have “Ordinary” as a suffix.

As Char focused his attention on the suffix, he quickly learned about the classification of Extraordinary Professions.

He didn’t know how this world classified them, but the system divided the major Extraordinary Professions into five levels: Ordinary, Elite, Rare, Epic, and Legendary.

Rare Professions were already hardly seen, and Epic and Legendary were truly elusive; most people might never encounter them in their lifetime.

The update wasn’t just to the professional level system; the task bar also refreshed with a large number of tasks.

[Adventure Task]

…

[Task Thirty-nine]Huh? Garden Secret Realm!

[Task Description]: While avoiding the Undead, Little Red Riding Hood Osen led you into a Garden Secret Realm. Explore this Garden Secret Realm! This may become a turning point in your fate.

[Reward]: Praying Power ×5

…

The previous thirty-eight tasks had all been spawned after triggering the great undead event, some completed, others not, while this thirty-ninth task was newly born.

‘A twist of fate?’

Seeing these five characters, Char couldn’t help but snicker.

His true turning point of fate could only be the Prayer Altar; although this Garden Secret Realm could also count as an adventure, it definitely couldn’t compare to the Prayer Altar—it wasn’t really a turning point of fate at all.

However, simply exploring the secret realm to gain a free five strands of Praying Power was not bad either.

Char continued reading.

[Task Forty-five]Learning Never Ends!

[Task Description]: Strive to learn the Elf Language, so you can understand the diaries and books left by this friendly Winged Elf Mage.

[Reward]: Elf Language, Praying Power×20

[Task Forty-six]Magic! Magic!

[Task Description]: Learn your first magic, and you will embark on the path of a spellcaster!

[Reward]: 4th Circle Spell Summoning Sub-elemental Creatures Scroll×1, Praying Power×20

Discovering the Garden Secret Realm seemed to open a new line of side tasks outside the major undead crisis, refreshing him with over a dozen tasks in one go.

Tasks forty-five and forty-six, in particular, caught Char’s attention, with even the system encouraging him to learn Elf Language and magic.

‘However, these rewards seem a bit scant—gaining only twenty strands of Praying Power for learning a foreign language!’ Char couldn’t help but let his thoughts drift.

From his past life’s experience, he knew mastering a foreign language could take god knows how much time and effort, and the payoff of just twenty strands of Praying Power made the input and reward entirely disproportionate.

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[Task Fifty-four]Inherit the Legacy!

[Task Description]Fully absorb the gifts from this generous Winged Elf Mage! This could be the greatest adventure of your life.

[Reward]: A Rare Profession, Praying Power×50

A Rare Profession?

Char was instantly thrilled; having just learned of the rankings of Extraordinary Professions, he was now told that he might even take up a Rare Profession—how could he not be excited?

After a while, he managed to calm himself, and he continued his exploration, quickly discovering the laboratory of the Winged Elf Mage.

In the laboratory, there were plenty of magic materials, all well-organized and preserved, as well as some ready-made magic potions and magic scrolls.

He didn’t recognize the magic potions, and even if he did, he wouldn’t dare to use them; who knows if they had deteriorated over so many years?

However, the magic materials and magic scrolls should still be usable, only he didn’t recognize anything about magic yet and dared not use them recklessly.

So after a lap, Char returned to the study to start browsing the books he could understand.

The undead had just left, and he didn’t dare go out now; what if he attracted the pursuit of more undead?

Better to stay here a bit longer until he was sure there was no more risk before leaving.

As the sun began to set, Char spent an entire afternoon in the study apart from using the kitchen to make lunch once; he nearly greedily immersed himself in knowledge.

Since crossing into this world, he had gained only bits of information about it through the system and narratives from Betty.

Other than knowing the forest he was in was called the Florence Forest and that this world had a Moonlight Goddess named “Bai Ying” and a Forest Goddess named “Merikai,” he had no more information.

He was completely clueless about the history, geography, races, and power distribution of the world.

He didn’t even know where exactly Florence Forest was located, how large it was, what places were around it, or his current position within Florence Forest.