ALL NOVEL Chapter 9: Judgment (Part 3)
Earlier That Morning
Lance twisted the knob of the shower to turn the water off. Reaching out for a towel he brought it into the shower and began drying off his body. Getting out of the shower he wrapped the towel around his waist. Walking to the sink he began his morning ritual. Over the past year of working to boost his stats. He had to figure out how to boost his charisma. What he found was that using cleaning products every morning would occasionally add a point to his charisma.
Thus his morning routine was born. After showering he would dry off, brush his teeth, brush his hair, and use deodorant. He had been doing this for multiple months though. And he hadn't gotten the last bump to his charisma yet. He wondered if there was something he was missing. Maybe Lance needed one final piece to get him that fifth point.
What could be missing though? Looking over everything on the sink he didn't notice anything he wasn't already using. Opening the mirror cabinet he saw a whole bunch of new stuff. Most of it was his mother's makeup. Nothing he'd use. But on the bottom shelf he saw a purple bottle of perfume. His mother put this on in the morning. And it gave her a certain sharp fruity smell. Maybe…maybe one spritz wouldn't hurt.
Taking the bottle he pointed the nozzle at himself. And gave two squirts directly at his chest. Once it fell onto his chest he received a notification. [You have received an additional point of charisma. Your Charisma is now 5.]
Once that notification registered he received another prompt that came with triumphant trumpets.
[Congratulations! You have completed training quest 6 of 6. By increasing your Charisma to five before your body naturally reaches that state. You have completed this quest and the quest chain as a whole. You have been awarded the following.]
[166 exp. 1 bonus attribute point.]
Another prompt as the exp was added to his character. A final sound played. This time a drum being hit in a fast rhythm played in his head.
[You have leveled up! You have advanced to level 2! As a Celestial Dragon you get six points to distribute to your attributes. You have one week to do this before they are distributed randomly.]
Lance was a little overwhelmed by the cascading notifications. These were all things he could ask his father about. Right now he just wanted to get dressed and ready for his day.
Lance walked into his room only to have his good mood ruined. Lance saw his cousin rooting through his toy chest without his permission. "Charlos! Get out of my toy box!" Walking over he slammed the lid shut. Making Charlos move his hands away quickly so they didn't get slammed in between the two pieces of wood.
Charlos stepped away and rubbed his stubby little fingers against each other. "Hey. Why do you gotta be so rude?" Walking around his cousin he rubbed his hands together trying to not think about his fear of losing them. "So…if you aren't gonna share your toys with me…could I play with your Mary?"
"What?" Lance couldn't believe that Charlos was still talking to him. "No! Charlos i'm about to change clothes. Why don't you get out of my room?"
Charlos puffed his cheeks in frustration. "Fine. I'm gonna eat some breakfast! See if I leave anything for you!" The young noble walked into the kitchen wearing the stupid traditional robes his entire family wore.He ran out of the room and closed the door behind him. Allowing Lance to change in peace. Once he had changed into his dress clothes. He heard Mary shout from the kitchen alongside a slapping sound.
Lance ran out to find Mary rubbing her butt in pain. And Charlos chuckled as he leered over her close by.
A pit of fire formed in Lance's stomach. He felt an unholy rage take over his body. His fist balled up as a thought rang over and over again in his head. He touched my Mary. Before he could process anything else Lance ran forward with his fist brought back. Charlos seemed to notice him at that point as he turned to look at him.
With his fist brought back Lance twisted his body as he went through the air. His teeth gritted. Lance swung his fist into his cousin's face. Punching him squarely in the cheek. Even though they were both the same age. Lance was far stronger. And sent Charlos flying into the kitchen counter.