Building A Human Empire By Creating A Clan [EN]: Chapter 37

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Applying for a Duel

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A familiar on par with Calliope.

And a skill rank increase.

I inwardly cheered and clenched my fist.

‘Now the skill cooldown is 12 hours.’

It was halved from before.

I could create 60 familiars a month.

I took down the Steel Mist Tribe with less than 30 familiars.

There was no need to mention what would happen with twice that number.

‘There’s no alarm about adjusting the rank probability.’

Reducing the probability of creating low-rank familiars,

Increasing the probability of creating high-rank familiars,

Since there’s no alarm, the rank and probability will be the same as before.

‘It’s a shame, but the time reduction alone is enough.’

It’s not like I’m going to fight elves or dwarves.

The immediate need wasn’t strong familiars, but familiars themselves.

The number was so insufficient that I had to receive manpower from outside.

There was no better effect than doubling the number of familiars.

‘Light bursts every time the rank goes up.’

I suddenly realized.

Calliope, Gerhard, Pasiphae.

There were a few things these three had in common when they were created.

The light bursting and the skill rank increasing.

‘Is it giving a reward concept as the rank goes up?’

Let’s say the light bursting is a characteristic of high-rank familiars.

Why does a high-rank familiar’s skill rank increase every time?

‘A bonus for ranking up, I guess.’

“You.”

I snapped out of my thoughts.

Pasiphae was looking up at me with a frown.

“It’s amazing that you’re daydreaming in front of a lady.”

She snorted and touched the ponytail hanging over her shoulder.

“So? What should I call you?”

“Feel free. Anything is fine as long as you don’t raise the formality too much.”

“Then Edar.”

Pasiphae smiled slightly and replied.

“Since you said so, I don’t need to add ‘nim’ [a Japanese honorific], right?”

I chuckled and nodded.

Her attitude was very different from other familiars.

Even Griff, who is often criticized by Calliope, isn’t this much.

Pasiphae’s attitude had no formality at all.

‘Rather, she’s similar to Calliope.’

It sounds random, but I got that feeling.

Even if they seem emotionless on the outside, what they yearn for inside is similar.

I can read their inner thoughts because my thoughts are connected to my familiars.

I could tell that she had a different heart than her prim appearance.

If you compare thoughts to a tail, her tail was wagging.

“Yes, Pasiphae. Is your profession an alchemist?”

“Saying alchemist makes me sound like a fool who can only make gold.”

Pasiphae put the ponytail wrapped around her hand to her cheek and replied.

“I explore the truth of the world. My goal is to analyze and establish that this world is made up of elements and to pursue their combination. Gold is just one of the infinite combinations of elements.”

Making gold is only a small part of what she can do.

It was a statement that revealed her confidence.

“But, humans like gold the most. They value the ability to make gold the most, right? So, I don’t really like it, but for now, my alias is ‘Gold Maker’.”

“You must be able to make a lot of things besides gold.”

“Anything. If it’s what you want.”

The turquoise cat-like eyes smiled.

“Gunpowder. Do you need it?”

I, rarely surprised, faced her.

“Do you want it?”

“I want it, very much.”

Because it’s the best way to narrow the gap between humans and other races.

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