Dungeon Raider System

Chapter 90 : I went to Chichén Itzá and all I got was this... Part 1

Startled, Uriel scanned the room trying to see where Nika had gone to, only to realize she vanished using her trait to hide from Walter.

'She just said she didn't want to go back to the museum and she did it anyway, someone like her wouldn't hide for no reason.' Uriel pondered whether he should tell Walter or not, but the old man seemed to be in a rush and didn't leave him much time to make a decision.

"Am I bothering you, Mister Sage?"

Uriel was still a bit jumpy after being startled by Walter, but he quickly regained his composure.

"I mean, Mister Walter, what are you doing here so soon?"

"What do you mean so soon? I'm a patient here myself. Besides, I'm old, but I'm not too old to get lost on my own vehicle." He merrily laughed and then fell silent and his mood shifted. "I need to know what happened at the site. I've received many reports, but there's no information about Flanagan's or Nika's whereabouts.

Of course, I also want to know about your research and if you found anything worth something."

Uriel didn't know how to respond and remained silent for a good minute reminiscing about the events that transpired in Chichén Itzá. While it was true he went through a lot and suffered a great deal, it was also true that he survived, not just that, apparently he also became stronger.

"Is mister Friedriksen... is he dead?" Uriel asked, worried about the benevolent researcher who had treated him with respect.

"Friedriksen? That name doesn't ring a bell, but I can ask for his status." Walter's reply seemed completely normal. He was, after all, the founder of the Mapple corporation and no one could expect him to know all of his employees by name, but something bothered Uriel. Friedriksen wasn't just one in the crowd but one of the top figures in the field of archaeology.

"That's because when you met me I had just became an evolved and my trait had yet to settle. Some people I know grew taller, some changed hair color, acquiring a trait is like puberty and it sometimes takes time."

"This is preposterous!" Walter exclaimed.

"That doesn't make it any less true. I'm sure you've read my file, even though it is supposed to be confidential. I was a traitless evolved, but now I'm an ascended I can finally activate my trait."

"And what is your trait supposed to be?" Walter asked without any concern for politeness.

Uriel was now between a rock and a hard place. He could probably tell his trait was to summon weapons and useful tools and that his new ascended rank was the one responsible for his new appearance, but Walter might still suspect him.

He didn't know exactly what kind of effect the blessing of the Water Warlock had on him, but he was certain it had to be related to the rumors of a fountain of youth. It was the only possible explanation because he remembered clearly when he lost part of his foot, when he was burned by acid and when he stabbed himself on the heart, and yet, he had no scars, no injuries and his body was whole.

Water warlock's blessing must actually be the alleged 'fountain of eternal youth'.

Not even the enhanced regeneration of an ascended could do something like healing wounds like that. If that was the case Medusa wouldn't have needed surgery in the first place when she was hurt by the skinwalker.

Uriel didn't know the state of those who came back from Chichén Itzá, but he was certain no one could have come back completely unharmed like he did.

"Regeneration," He muttered. "My trait is regeneration."