Novel Full Chapter 220: This Is Absolute Robbery
Chapter 220: This Is Absolute Robbery
After an hour of brainstorming, Lancet finished up a backstory that he thought was pretty impressive.
⸢ Event: Born a noble daughter in Crescent City during the rise of the bastion cities, Kestrel rejected the life of a princess and pursued swordsmanship with obsessive devotion. After years of challenging guards and instructors, she climbed the Mountain of Moon until Ugbard, Crescent City’s greatest Swordsmaster, accepted her as a student. Under his tutelage she mastered Grace through the blade, defeated a Calamity Dungeon’s White Snake Dragons and bound their souls into her twin swords, defended Crescent City during a ten-gate assault, and rose to become one of the greatest Swordmasters of her era. Her legend ended when House Blaze poisoned her, murdered her family, and struck her down with a Gloom Spear before she could claim the duel she had spent her life seeking. ⸥
He sat back once he finished, exhaling through his nose.
That was good. Very good.
Now the motive was clear.
Lancet typed it in:
⸢ Motive: To defeat every swordsmaster in the world and become the world’s greatest Swordsmaster. To avenge her family. ⸥
With that, her personality was easier to imagine now. Through her backstory, Lancet had created events that shaped who she is. He had to make sure her personality did not contradict ANY of that.
⸢ Personality: Blunt, relentless, duel-obsessed, fiercely honest, impatient with ceremony, contemptuous of false status, difficult to flatter, and impossible to ignore. She respects power only when it is earned, hates being treated like a princess, and accepts correction only when it is undeniably true. ⸥
Lancet leaned back and nodded to himself.
Good. That already sounded like Kestrel.
He paused, then smirked faintly. ’System better be impressed,’ he thought to himself. ’I came up with all of this at the go.’
Now came the class, and Lancet knew he had to choose it carefully. This was where the system started being annoying in all the right ways.
A swordsmaster who was merely "good at swords" would not help him. If he wanted her to teach him beyond mere mastery, then the advanced class had to be pretty OP. It should explain all her incredible feats in such a short time.
He wrote:
⸢ Class: Swordsmaster. ⸥
⸢ Advanced Class: Dragon Blademaster ⸥
The moment he finished that line, he felt the room subtly shift in his mind, as though the system itself had tilted its head. Lancet grinned a little. Good. That meant it had noticed.
Now the power.
This was the part that mattered most, because Kestrel could not just be another sword nerd with good stats. Her abilities had to justify the title. They had to justify why she would be feared, why she would be legendary, why she could teach him anything at all.
He pictured the duels. The mountain. Ugbard’s patience. Kestrel learning to let Grace flow through the blade instead of forcing it through her hands.
He pictured her sword style becoming fluid, almost silky, like a dance that only looked beautiful because it was lethal. Then he thought about the white snake dragons, the twin spirits inside her blades, and what exactly that meant.
Lancet’s head sang with ideas.
⸢ Description: An advanced Swordsmaster whose physical limits are shattered by the ancient dragon souls bound within her twin blades. This symbiosis grants her autonomous parallel combat, allowing the weapons to independently cast high-tier magic, detect enemy flaws, and alter their trajectory mid-swing to guarantee lethal strikes. Unsheathing the blades unleashes a suffocating aura of Sovereign Suppression that paralyzes enemy mana circuits and breaks their will to fight. Driven by millennia of inherited combat instinct and fueled by a bottomless dragon core battery, she can continuously unleash ultimate techniques without fatigue, executing conceptual strikes that bypass all defenses to permanently sear the opponent’s soul and nullify regeneration entirely. ⸥
Lancet stared at the screen for a moment longer. "Uhm... Maybe a little overkill."
He pouted. But he didn’t have the time to refine it. Night was coming and he still had to summon her and get her to do what he wanted.
⸢ System Warning: ’Dragon Blademaster’ is a mythic advancement. CP cost has skyrocketed remarkably. ⸥
Lancet’s mouth twitched. "Of course you would say that."
⸢ Calculating CP Cost... ⸥
⸢ ... ⸥
⸢ ... ⸥
⸢ Kestrel Highcastle costs 10,100 CP ⸥
Lancet stared.
"Okay," he muttered, tightening his grip on the bench. "That is criminal."
⸢ 10,000 CP ⸥ the system repeated.
"That’s like half my total CP!" he gasped. "You— Ugh! Coupie, you better do me a solid here."
⸢ Analyzing Narrative Depth... ⸥
He leaned closer to the screen. "Come on, Coupie. I know you see it. This is good. This is really good."
⸢ Complexity: B-Tier. ⸥
Lancet held his breath.
⸢ Character Backstory: A-Tier. ⸥
⸢ Personality: B-Tier. ⸥
⸢ Motive: C-Tier. ⸥
⸢ Lore Attunement: S-Tier. ⸥
Lancet frowned. "Fuck!"
Only Lore Attunement had managed to get an S-tier. "Oh, come on! What? Are you saying your standard for the grading has increased now? That Astensia and Thor were just beginner bonuses?!’
The number on the screen began to spin backward, dropping like a stone through water as the system applied the discount. Lancet watched it fall, watched the thousands peel away until it landed in a very unimpressive number.
⸢ Total Cost: 8,150 CP ⸥
Lancet looked at the number, his jaw set in a scowl. Seriously, if it wasn’t that he really needed this, he would have yelled ’screw you’ to the system and abandoned mission.
"Screw you anyways!" He shouted to the ceiling like whoever it was that sent him here was watching. "This is absolute robbery."
With a grumpy face, he finished up with Kestrel’s minor details:
⸢ Minor Details: Prefers bitter tea after a duel, keeps her braids and blades immaculate, despises being called "Princess," likes stormy weather and sparring in the rain, and has a habit of sharpening her swords whenever she is thinking. ⸥
That was all. He was done.
The system accepted his information and presented his details for him to review.
⸢ HEROINE SHEET FINALIZATION ⸥
⸢ Name: Kestrel Highcastle ⸥
⸢ Rank: Platinum ⸥
⸢ Class: Swordsmaster ⸥
⸢ Advanced Class: Dragon Blademaster ⸥
⸢ Weapon: Twin Katanas of the White Snake Dragons ⸥
⸢ Motive: To defeat every swordsmaster in the world, prove the sword is the truest path to strength, and avenge her family. ⸥
⸢ Personality: Blunt, relentless, duel-obsessed, fiercely honest, and impossible to flatter. ⸥
⸢ Event: The emerald-haired princess of Crescent City who turned her obsession with sword fights into a legend, trained beneath Ugbard on the Mountain of Moon, defended her bastion city during the ten-gate assault, bound the souls of the White Snake Dragons into her twin blades, and was betrayed and slain before she could claim the fair duel she had spent her life pursuing. ⸥
⸢ Create? [YES] / [NO] / [LATER] ⸥
Lancet hesitate, glancing at his CP pool of ⸢ 20, 998 ⸥. After a sigh and a ’goodbye beautiful,’ he selected [YES].
[ 8,150 CP has been spent | 1 Platinum Archetype Key has been used ]
⸢ Heroine is being created. Please wait. ⸥
⸢ ... ⸥
⸢ ... ⸥
Ding!
⸢ Heroine created successfully. Kestrel Highcastle is now waiting in the Summon Space. ⸥
Lancet leaned back in the quiet training room and stared at the glowing interface for a moment longer.
Kestrel’s character card appeared, joining his roster with Astensia, Thor, Spectra and Espel waiting.
A new addition. A princess. A swordswoman.
A legend who hated losing more than she hated pain.
And now, hopefully, the person who would teach him how to stop losing to Renan Falconhart.