Assimilate All Talents

Chapter 216: Forgetting a Skill

A week later, Sol sat on the couch in the communal area of his squad quarters and reviewed his progress on his status page.

Name: Sol

Race: Human

Talents: [Siphoner], [Transformer]

Level: 83

Exp: 43,232,500/108,258,700

HP: 1600

MP: 1800

Str: 85 (+80)

Vit: 80 (+80)

Agi: 85 (+80)

Int: 85 (+80)

Wis: 80 (+100)

Talent Skills:

[Siphon] Lv 6, [Analysis] Lv 7, [Aggregate] Lv EX, [Reinterpret] Lv EX

Siphoned Talents:

[Create Magic Hands] Lv MAX, [Impact Bubble] Lv 4

Passive Skills:

Sol stood up and circled Duncan, scanning him from every angle. Duncan was extremely perplexed at why he was doing so but didn’t say anything and waited for him to finish.

Duncan followed where Sol’s eyes were looking, but they didn’t appear to be looking directly at him but around him.

"Hey Duncan, can you tell me how [Full Metal Stride] works?"

Duncan raised an eyebrow as he didn’t understand why Sol was suddenly asking that now but nodded.

"Sure, I use the... I use the umm... What!? Why can’t I remember!?"

His face scrunched up as he tried to recall how the skill worked, but all he could see were fuzzy memories, and even when he tried to go off the muscle memory ingrained from using it for so many years, his own body betrayed him and wouldn’t budge.

"It’s going to be okay, Duncan. I caused it. It should come back in a few minutes. I’m really sorry; I should have warned you ahead of time."

Sol felt bad for suddenly making him forget his skill without asking beforehand, but he was too caught up in the discovery. It was hard to control someone else’s lines, but he managed to give it a small twist, effectively blocking the skill’s usage for a short period.

Duncan calmed down and let out a sigh. "Give a man a warning next time, alright? I thought I was cursed or something. What was that anyway? Some new skill?"

At this point, he didn’t know how many skills his captain even had. Ever since he witnessed Sol cast multiple different magics, he wasn’t sure what else he was hiding.

Sol shook his head. "No, it’s a rather old skill. I’ve just been learning new ways to use it so I can break into A-Rank."

"Break into A-Rank?" Duncan was immediately intrigued. "So that has to do with ranking up... Most A-Rankers don’t disclose the process of becoming one. I’ve always wondered why."

"I’m not sure, but I’ll tell you what little I know later. I think we’re soon going to need as many A-Rankers as possible. I honestly don’t know why we aren’t sharing this information more."

It wasn’t very complicated to become an A-Ranker; one just needed to continue developing their skill past its limit. Though simple, it wasn’t something most people would even think of doing. To them, the system was absolute. If it said their skill was max or ex, it meant it had reached its full potential, and they wouldn’t continue improving it and would move on to other skills.

This didn’t mean it never happened. There were many cases of those who continued to work on their main skill past its limit and comprehended a law technique accidentally. That’s how half of the A-Rank adventurers came to be, while the other half learned of the information through connections or through their travels.

Duncan was a little surprised at Sol’s offer and gladly accepted. "Thank you, Captain. You should get going, though. I don’t think you should keep the Commander waiting."

"Oh, right! We’ll talk later."

Sol bade goodbye to Duncan and power walked towards Zaman’s office, hoping he hadn’t kept him waiting long.