Assimilate All Talents

Chapter 67: Not a Tool

’I’m glad that worked...’

Since Weaver knew all of his patterns, Sol decided to try something completely different. Based on how Weaver treated his feints, he decided to do a feint all the way until the last second where he then switched to [Heavy Blow]. While he could’ve used [Cross Slash], a move that dealt more damage, it didn’t carry the same weight he needed from [Heavy Blow] to bypass the weak defense and still hit just as strongly. [Cross Slash] distributed its attack into two separate ones; while overall it did more damage, the power of each individual swing was less.

Sol held the absolute advantage now, with Weaver on the ground and grievously wounded, the fight was already as good as won. Sol could’ve had mercy with Weaver, found a way to revert the effects of the brainwashing after capturing him, but he had clearly chosen his side. Weaver was brainwashed to obey but not to enjoy the crimes he committed and even abused Red Sands who was in an arguably worse predicament.

Just as Sol was about to bring down his sword for the finishing blow, he noticed in the corner of his eye Red Sands took a step towards them. Unsure if she planned to save Weaver or attack him the moment he struck, Sol held back his final strike as he eyed Red Sands warily.

Sol backed up a few feet as Red Sands approached the fallen Weaver and stared at him in silence. She was either very confident that Sol wouldn’t strike her or did not care if he did, as she left her back completely open to Sol.

Weaver coughed a mouthful of blood as he looked at Red Sands and commanded her, "Hurry... give me a potion..."

She stared back in silence, her expression always unreadable thanks to the magical cloak, but a small mumble could be heard. She spoke so quietly Sol could only pick up the last two words she said.

"-hate you."

"Wha-"

SHLICK

The next thing Weaver felt was the cold metallic sensation of a dagger lodged in his heart. He was barely able to process the betrayal before his body stopped functioning and he stopped breathing.

’Didn’t expect her to kill him...’

Although Sol could understand why Red Sands would kill Weaver, he wanted an answer from her perspective because he knew her emotions were essentially erased by the brainwashing.

"Why did you kill him?"

With all urgent matters settled, Sol looked back at the two bodies and remembered he still had one more thing to do.

Name: Weaver

Race: Human

Talents: [Threads], [Puppets], [Dagger]

Level: 64

Talent Skills:

[Predators Web] Lv 7, [Puppet Repair] Lv 4

Passive:

[Thread Control] Lv Max, [Mana Efficiency] Lv 6, [Intelligence Up] Lv 4, [Wisdom Up] Lv 5, [Precise Coordination] Lv 7, [Increase Mana Regeneration] Lv 3, [Throwing] Lv 9, [Intermediate Dagger Mastery] Lv 4

Active:

[String Enhancement] Lv Max, [Thread Creation] Lv Max, [Thin Slice] Lv 7, [Puppet Enhancement] Lv 6, [Vital Stab] Lv 6, [Backstab] Lv 5

’I can finally see his true status. Even his name is Weaver, huh.’

The name section of the status page always reflects what they currently believe to be their name. It’s not impossible for someone who had lived under another name for long enough that they treat it as their real name for it to reflect in their status page. In this case being renamed after the brainwashing made the status page change to the new name as such.

Sol had tried [Analysis] multiple times during his training sessions with Weaver but was never able to actually glean anything from it. Weaver’s status page was always changing into the names of the different gods and goddesses, usually making fun of them in some way. For example, with Ragnar, the God of War, he gave himself fake skills in running away, surrendering, and other skills along that line.

Now that Weaver was dead, the item was no longer in effect, and Sol was left with a tough decision. He needed to pick just two skills from this wide spread of rather powerful abilities, which could be incredibly useful.