Chapter 670: Luck?
Michael’s luck was still as insufficient as he had always remembered.
He did get a skill, but it was not any of the new skills he wanted. It was a familiar one. Phase Shift.
The copy brought his mastery to advanced, which was a huge leap from basic.
One could say he had benefited massively, especially considering the high chance of failure, and Michael knew this. Even so, when he compared it to the nature of the other skills, he could not bring himself to be fully satisfied.
In the end Michael had no choice but to accept it. Phase Shift was still a great skill. It was not what he wanted, but it was not useless either. With the mastery now at advanced, the improvement was tremendous. He knew that logically, but emotionally, he still felt a sting. It was hard not to imagine what Fold Blink or Dimensional Shroud would have done for him.
Even so, he understood that luck had at least granted him something instead of nothing. With the chance of failure being so high, getting any skill at all was already a victory. Michael accepted the result with a quiet sigh.
Like that, the day of departure arrived for both Michaels. One was heading toward the capital to discuss an ancient ruin tied to the legacy of a so called strong man. The other was going with his year mates into Hell itself.
In a certain room, Michael and a few other young people of similar ages waited. The atmosphere was quiet but tense. Unsurprisingly, he was glanced at more than once. That was normal. People always looked. But what did surprise him was Rynne choosing to sit close to him.
Michael turned his head slightly and stared at her for a moment. She did acknowledge the look and did not seem bothered by the proximity. Her expression was calm, almost bland. Seeing nothing unusual, Michael looked away.
In any case, she was free to sit wherever she wanted. It was not as if they were enemies. They were simply two people heading to the same destination.
He shifted his attention back to the rest of the room. Everyone inside was a first year. Out of two hundred new students this year, only twenty four had chosen to go aside from the mandatory three. The rest wanted to return home.
Michael did not think he was in a position to judge. People had their reasons.