Tribal Lord: SSS Ranked Taming Primitive Beauties and The Beasts! Chapter 35
"Holy fuck, the timing is extremely bad!" Ash cursed and instantly used all of his brain cells to come up with a solution.
Sigh!
’It seems that I really have to use one of my trump cards as a last resort, huh?’ Ash sighed as he thought to himself.
Then he took out an orange scroll from his inventory and tossed it at Old Ni. "This is for you."
"An orange-colored scroll? Isn’t this an item where you would be given a skill if you were to use it?" Old Ni opened his eyes in surprise.
Old Ni continued, asking with a curious expression. "Besides, what rank is this orange-colored scroll at? It should be above blue-colored, right?"
"You only need to know that it’s an extremely high rank one." Ash replied with a chuckle.
"Please use it on yourself then." Old Ni shook his head and threw the scroll back at him as he continued. "Just give me some health and mana potions so that I can kill as many as I can while holding them back as long as I can for you."
"You don’t need to worry about me, because I can use the skill you obtained from the scroll if I really want to anyway." Ash threw the scroll back to him, as he thought of another function from the system where he could copy any trait from his tribe’s people.
Naturally he couldn’t just copy every skill out there, since he could only copy one trait at a time.
That was precisely why he decided to keep the scroll and card for emergencies like this.
Because the Orb wasn’t something that would 100% grant someone a talent that could boost someone’s strength in case of emergency, unlike the skill, which Ash was certain would definitely grant Old Ni a skill related to sword, where it would boost his strength.
"Alright then if you say so." Old Ni directly used the scroll as per Ash’s instruction.
On the other hand, Ash immediately used the orange card.
Three orange cards with intricate patterns that exuded a majestic aura appeared in front of him.
Ash directly chose the [weapons] option as usual, then chose the sword section.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Cinderfall Sovereign (7th Rank Sword)]
[Cinderfall Sovereign]
Type: Longsword
–Material: Spine-bone of a 7th Rank Infernal Drake, reforged and tempered with volcanic ore.
–Attribute: Fire (Inferno Flame)
–Grade: 7th Rank
–Durability: (100/100)
–Effect: Increase the power of fire-related sword skills.
–Authority Effect: Each strike carries a trace of Inferno Flame. When wielded by a user without a Fire-attribute talent, the trace is still drawn, though at reduced efficiency.
’It’s a pretty good sword... Unfortunately, no one possesses Fire-attribute talent in the tribe.’ Ash thought to himself happily but then became disappointed when he remembered that he had never come across such talent.
Possessing any attribute talent was an extremely rare occurrence that not even one in a hundred would happen.
Just as he was thinking about attribute talent, his mind snapped back when he heard Old Ni’s voice.
"Tribe Lord, I’ve obtained the skill but still can’t comprehend fully what kind of skill it is... What should I do?" Old Ni scratched his head awkwardly.
"Wait a moment." Ash smiled faintly and checked his information, more precisely the skill he had just obtained.
__Sword Domain – Domain Type (S Rank) — Create a sword domain centered on the wielder. Within the domain:
Within the domain:
–Enemy movement speed is reduced by 33% (50% if they are sword wielders)
–Increase sword attack by 100%
Ash raised an eyebrow in delight, thinking that this skill was perfect for the current situation since there were too many enemies at once.
Subsequently, he informed Old Ni about his skill and how to use it for a few moments before stopping their run, as he wanted to see just how powerful Old Ni has become now.
Then he took out the sword from the inventory and held it in his hand, looking at it with interest.
The sword was a well-balanced longsword with a dark blade threaded by faint ember-red veins, as if heat slumbered beneath its surface.
Its crossguard was scorched black, the grip wrapped in charred hide, and the pommel held a dull ember crystal that glowed softly, giving the weapon an oppressive warmth.
He tossed the sword at Old Ni and chuckled. "Use this sword for now."
"This... this sword’s quality is truly the best. I don’t think even the strongest person in this region has the sword of the same rank." Old Ni opened his eyes wide.
Then he handed the sword back with two hands at Ash and shook his head. "This is too precious, I can’t accept it."
"Let me have it then." Vakra smiled widely and took a step forward.
"Get lost!" Ash kicked Vakra’s side, tossing him for a few meters as he rolled to the side.
"You’re not even a sword user. What the fuck are you going to do with the sword if you can’t use it?" Ash snorted in annoyance.
Then he continued as he waved his hand. "Besides, I’m just lending it to you for now since we truly need your strength."
"I thought you were going to give the sword to me too." Old Ni smiled in embarrassment.
"I’m not that generous." Ash rolled his eyes.
Old Ni laughed lightly in response before turning his head sharply toward the east. "They are almost here."
"Oh?" Ash raised an eyebrow and chuckled. "Wait for a moment."
[Ding! 20,000 system points have been successfully deducted.]
[Ding! You have successfully purchased x2 4th Rank Healing Potion.]
[Ding! 100,000 System Points have been successfully deducted.]
[Ding! You have successfully purchased x10 4th Rank Mana Potion.]
He then distributed six Mana Potions to Old Ni, six Mana Potions and two Healing Potions to Vakra, and the last Mana Potion to Uncle Zan.
"The stage is yours now." Ash smiled at Old Ni, who was clearly full of excitement as he couldn’t help but test his current strength with the new skill and sword in his hand.
Afterward, Ash contacted Harold right away since he was genuinely in need of just 5 thousand Tribal Points away, even after he used 900 Tribal Points to contact Kargan before hanging up as he was pissed off.
[Tribal Points: 20,074] [System Points: 110,000]