[Where do you think you're going?! Bring back their corpses and drop them at the butcher, the wolves can be sold as materials. You're also better off registering as a member in the Adventurer's Guild for profit and privileges while travelling!] Cecil did not allow Lucas to leave the wolves in that state.
Although Lucas was not entirely on board with the idea of dumping the corpses into his item box, he still did it anyway.
The wolves' carcasses were now cleaned up, and all that's left was a young man who didn't know what to do.
Lucas got to Level 4 just by killing the wolves.
With it, the experience cap also jumped up exponentially.
Level 1 only took one wolf kill to get over, but that bar soon increased. Although there were no actual numbers he could look at, it was clear that it rose.
He could only imagine to what extent the level cap would grow up to.
More importantly, he was confused by one thing.
He was sure that he had never fought before.
He had gone through years upon years of experience, but this was his first time actually engaging in a fight.
'Why was it so easy?'
It might come off as condescending, but he truly felt that way. The fight went on like a breeze. The first slash took some courage for him to do, but after that, it was a piece of cake.
"Is this also a thanks to the system's benefits?" Lucas wondered.
[..Honestly, I don't think that's the case. It's not the system, remember? The others who came here with you didn't show signs of possessing strength or whatsoever. I think.. This is your soul's gift, not anything else.]
"No, no, no, that can't be. I was weak as hell as an alchemist. I guess it's the Goddess' doing again.. This must be a special perk she gave to me." He was in pure disbelief.
[The Goddess only forged a body, and made it a carbon copy of what a Player's starting stats are. Also, the power she gave, all of it is stored behind the limiter. You didn't open the limiter as you fought.. this means that the fight was entirely done by you and your gifts. Your. Own!] Cecil rebutted.
Lucas wasn't fully convinced, but he hung his head low and didn't press further.
[..Why do you have such a low confidence?] With a concerned look, she floated around Lucas and questioned.
"Ha! Do you know how much I tried to surpass the lowest of the low before? I couldn't do anything. I was powerless no matter how much I tried. There was no point. And now, you're suddenly telling me that I'm gifted.. That doesn't make any sense."
[That's the answer you're looking for, dummy! Your previous body was limited by this world's system. You were meant to stay as an alchemist in Ulya in the past, which is why your body couldn't surpass a set limit even if you wanted to.]
[But now that you have transferred over to this body, that limit is now gone. You are free to do whatever you want now. The powers the Goddess gave you is separate from your own.]
"So.."
[Jeez, I'm telling you that you've been hiding a great gift all this time! It's just that your body wasn't allowed to polish and unleash it before. Lucas, I'm almost one hundred percent sure that the Goddess didn't expect you to be this special on your own. Not only are you an anomaly she was able to work with, you are uniquely talented!]
Cecil observed this young man's moves and realized this fact.
The man was able to use mana vision earlier without her explaining anything. She only mentioned the concept of it, leaving no details at all. But he managed to do it within a short time.
She was a faerie- beings that were created using magic. She was deeply connected with Goddess Litia. Being a high-ranked spirit, she was sensitive to the magic of others.
Lucas's core was stable. Stable beyond anyone's imagination.
Lucas might've thought that he didn't use any mana earlier, but Ceciiy knew that it wasn't the case.
He didn't use it for offense, but the mana inside him continued to thrive and support his bodily functions. Lucas never checked his status, meaning that he didn't realize his mana was flowing out and helping him fight.
Body strengthening. There were many ways and skills to do that, but what Lucas did was one of the more advanced means.
Especially at Lucas's level.
He let his mana supply itself into his entire body. Controlling it to improve his stats and land heavier blows. Evade attacks more skillfully. Lacing his senses to be vigilant towards everything.
His way of doing it was so intricate that Cecil was astonished. There was not a single part of his body that wasn't equally aided.
All of this happened without him being conscious of it. This complex process was maintained throughout the fight without faltering even once.
'His mana control is absurdly good.' Cecil thought, not saying it out loud.
Magic aptitude isn't actually connected to the body, but rather the soul and mind.
The mana core that stores and regulates mana throughout the body is often misunderstood to be part of your physical constitution, but in truth, it's a fragment of one's soul.
This is why mana diseases are so deadly and can't be cured unless you go through a rigorous process that involves lots and lots of resources and effort.
The moment your core gets affected, it means that your soul is already damaged. It would be extremely hard to return it to normal.
Lucas's argument of the perks coming from his fabricated body was easily knocked down since Cecil knew this information.
The body was nothing but a vassal.
Originally, one of the reasons the Goddess placed great powers behind the limiter because she was scared that Lucas might not be able to survive on his own in face of Eve if it's just with his own talents.
However, now.. That might not be the case.
Cecil watched as Lucas continued to hang his head low.
He was trapped in his little potion store for so long that his confidence plunged down to the ground.
It made her sympathize with him quite a bit.
Cecil didn't know whether to tell him this information right now or not. She felt like Lucas's cautious mindset could come in handy one day. If she just revealed everything right away, Lucas might grow out to be a not-so-great person.
She had seen many cases of strong people falling down because of their perception of strength. When one knows that they are strong, they are more susceptible to underestimating their enemies.
Lucas didn't seem like someone who would do such a thing, but there was no guarantee of it.
She had to watch over this man a little bit more before making a decision.