Bone King: Welcome the Birth of the King.

Chapter 440 Energy Absorption Tendency: Golden Princess - Eight Fingers
Iveria's current job level cap is 65, with the [Vampire Princess] being the basic job.

Despite maxing out the racial rank, the character is only level 60, which clearly indicates that the class rank was not maxed out.

"Iver's current ability to absorb negative energy is limited. It seems that absorbing negative energy has limited impact on the professional development of a normal magic caster."

Tang Zheng's eyes flashed, and a sense of understanding welled up in his heart.

Unexpected, yet perfectly logical!
People from another world absorb energy, but it's not like players can use it as "experience points."

Through this experiment, Tang Zheng at least figured out one thing: for people from another world!

Whether it's "holy energy" or "negative energy," only professions with similar attributes can maximize absorption efficiency.

Take Iveria as an example:
Both the [Vampire Princess] and [True Ancestor] classes are undead classes, which are extremely efficient at absorbing negative energy, and negative energy even prioritizes boosting these two classes.

The three magic-based classes, [Warlock], [Mage], and [Elemental Mage (Earth)], are normal mage classes and do not show significant absorption of negative energy.

“Iver’s lament.” Tang Zheng pondered briefly, then raised his long dragon neck and looked into the distance.

Iver paused in his chanting, calming his surging magic, then quickly turned around, his voice filled with anticipation and excitement: "Dragon King!"

While talking,
"What are your orders?" Iverai pushed off with his feet, his body nimbly and swiftly appearing in front of Tang Zheng, looking at him with an expression of worship and obedience.

It is a common understanding that magic casters are physically weak, but she has now defied this understanding, even with her magic power exhausted.

Given her current condition, she can also fight against warriors in the Heroic Realm.

Both their methods and their survival skills have been greatly improved!
“Iver’s, no need for honorifics.”

Tang Zheng spoke softly again to remind him.

“How can that be!” Iverai raised his head and hurriedly said, “I am just a wandering undead who has destroyed a country.”

"Whether it's the truth about the country's destruction that the Dragon King revealed, or the power that the Dragon King bestowed upon us, we can never repay it."

"I have only this heartfelt respect..."

Iverai used highly polite language and spoke with great emotion.

From what she was witnessing, Iveria knew that the Dragon King truly considered her a comrade, but...

At least for now.

She didn't think she was qualified.

"You don't need to be so humble."

Tang Zheng shook his head helplessly, knowing that arguing about this was pointless, and changed the subject:
"Have you mastered the True Form transformation?"

"Yes, there are no problems anymore. There won't be any more situations where things get out of control," Iverie replied, her expression slightly changing.

Even for women, even the immortals, they probably wouldn't like to make themselves look ugly, even though Tang Zheng didn't feel the change was obvious.

Tang Zheng nodded knowingly.

The "True Ancestor Form" is the original form of a vampire. The previous loss of control was due to the effects of recklessly absorbing a large amount of negative energy.

Shalltear's loss of control within the Great Tomb was not due to the "True Ancestor Form," but rather the negative impact of her high-level profession.

"Regarding your future skill development and career planning, I have some suggestions for you to consider."

Tang Zheng spoke in a serious tone, offering a reminder:
"You need to continue your research on the [Abyssal Body] data."

"In terms of career, prioritize learning professions related to the undead, such as the Necromancer, and master them as quickly as possible."

Based on the principle that the closer the energy is to the class attribute, the more favorable the absorption, Iver's next class build should lean towards the necromancy class.

Shalltear's class build belongs to the "Priest Warrior" type, and Tang Zheng originally intended to refer to her class build direction.

pity.

Unlike Shalltear, Iveria's talent, as well as her knowledge, combat skills, and awareness accumulated over the past few centuries, are all concentrated in magical methods.

"Vampire" belongs to the warrior class, and the class structure of Iveria is at most a "magic warrior" type.

However, referencing Ainz Ooal Gown wouldn't work either, due to the racial issue that Ainz Ooal Gown's class system is entirely based on magic.

"I understand, Your Majesty the Dragon King."

Iveria nodded vigorously. Regarding matters such as improving her strength, she felt that she could simply refer to the Dragon King's advice.

—The Kingdom of Riyesteje.

King's capital.

A luxurious, exquisite carriage bearing royal insignia departed from the Mage's Guild and proceeded along the smooth, gray-brick-paved road to the main thoroughfare.

Ding dong~
The white horses pulling the carriage had bells around their necks that vibrated slightly, as if alerting other pedestrians on the road.

As the carriage moved, people from the crowd would occasionally glance over, their eyes filled with curiosity, anticipation, and other expressions. Unfortunately, the curtain remained closed, preventing anyone from glimpsing the figures inside.

Clem sat upright, his thick eyebrows giving him an unusually serious and solemn air: "Princess, shall we return to the royal city now?"

"En~"

A soft, thoughtful hum came from inside the carriage, as if someone was pondering: "Clem, let's go to Brambs Manor."

Clem's eyes widened suddenly. He had heard of this manor; it was located outside the royal city. "Princess, isn't it a bit far?"

Clem looked troubled and whispered a reminder: "If we can't return to the palace within the allotted time, His Majesty the King might scold us."

Given his character, he would resolutely carry out Princess Lana's orders. His current outburst is not merely due to fear of being scolded by His Majesty the King.

Once you leave the capital, all sorts of unexpected situations are likely to arise.

If Princess Lana suffered even the slightest injury, Clem felt he could not forgive himself, even if it cost him his life.

"No, not at all." A light laugh came from inside the carriage.

Clem unconsciously took a deep breath.

That's right.

It was originally very difficult for the princess to leave the palace, as this involved many factors, but ultimately it came down to her status.

but.

Since Miss Renas's great victory, Princess Lana's situation has changed drastically, so much so that even the somewhat oblivious Clem could notice it.

“That’s really amazing, Miss Renas.”

Clem was filled with admiration and envy, and he wanted to help the princess more than anyone else.

“Clem~”

A delicate, pleading voice rang out: "I've heard that the estate produces a very famous wine called 'Blood Red',"

"Since I've come out all this way, I'd like to bring a gift for my two brothers."

"Yes!" Upon hearing that sweet, coquettish voice that could make anyone lose their judgment, Clem's face flushed instantly. Without further hesitation, he pulled the reins and changed direction.

Under a state of heightened vigilance and tension.

The luxurious carriage came to a smooth stop in front of the manor gate, which finally relieved Clem, who had been worried about something unexpected happening along the way.

Use your legs to exert force.

boom!
Clem leaped from the carriage, his silver armor clanging crisply. One hand rested on the short sword at his waist, and he walked expressionlessly toward the manor.

“My name is Clem. Inform the master of your estate that a distinguished guest has arrived.”

Clem walked up to a guard at the manor gate, deliberately raising his voice to convey an air of authority.

Whoever owns this manor, no one can compare to Her Highness the Princess, and they should be welcomed.

The guard at the gate had a strange expression on his face. He glanced at the luxurious carriage out of the corner of his eye, and he could tell that the owner of the carriage was no ordinary person.

only!
This is "Eight Fingers'" territory!

It is the headquarters of the "security department". Who gave this nobleman such audacity to come here directly?
Seeing that the guards were still standing in the same spot,
Clem looked angry and was about to speak again.

Ding~ Ding~
The crisp sound of metal rings colliding grew louder as they approached.

A woman dressed in light silk, with a wheatish complexion and a revealing, sexy outfit, walked out of the manor.

I saw this woman.

The guards on either side of the gate changed their expressions and quickly bowed, making a fearful and respectful gesture: "Sir."

This woman is none other than Edelstein, one of the six-armed "Blood Dance Scimitar".

"It is our honor to have you here."

Edelstein, her lips slightly upturned beneath a thin veil, ignored the two guards and Kram, looked at the carriage, raised her arm to her shoulder, and bowed slightly, saying:
"I will now lead the way for you."

"Thank you for your trouble." A gentle voice came from inside the carriage.

Rolling around~
Clem restarted the carriage and drove it toward the manor with a solemn expression.

Meanwhile, next to the fountain and rockery on the lawn inside the manor.

"Ouch."

Brian, with a blade of grass dangling from his mouth, followed the movement of the luxurious carriage with his eyes, letting out a teasing sound of surprise:
"This is truly an amazing discovery."

"What's wrong? Who's in that carriage?" Arshe, dressed in a simple magic robe and holding an iron staff, looked in the direction the carriage had disappeared, puzzled.

"Who would have thought that Her Highness the Princess would get involved with the people of [Eight Fingers]?"

Brian squinted, a look of surprise and astonishment flashing in his eyes. There had been quite a few things that surprised him recently.

As one of the people they wanted to recruit, the Wolf of Rot, whose strength reached the level of a hero, actually died at the hands of this woman, Renas, in a one-on-two situation.

Then there's the "security department" within the kingdom's largest underground organization, the "Eight Fingers," which is actually subordinate to the "Chiranong."

Now, an even more astonishing discovery has been made!

"Princess?"

"That 'Golden Princess'?" Arshe exclaimed in surprise. Even within the Empire, she had heard of the "Golden Princess's" fame.

Who would have thought that such a person could have connections with underground forces!
(End of this chapter)