Redo: Grimoire System in the Apocalypse

Chapter 88 - (88) Talking To A Book

Geth rose sleepily from a deep slumber. He looked over at the cuddling women that were still asleep by his side.

Zolis had her arms wrapped around the young woman while Alise had been clinging to his bicep. Geth slid gently away from the pair and made his way to the small hot spring.

'Damn, what a night. We haven't done anything like that since having kids,' He thought. 'It's incredible how much better shape Zolis and I are in from first arriving here.'

Geth had ample time last night to notice how her skin was taut, her chest was perky, and her muscles had become refined. The Mana of this world had erased the adversities of childbirth.

After washing off the night's pleasures and getting his gear equipped, he decided to check out the rest of the Dungeon. They would stay here for another day or two and then get back to Dungeon clearing.

'I would like to secure a proper defense back home. Maybe after clearing the top half of the Local Region, we can spend some time with the children.' He was walking through the Graveyard with his hands clasped behind his head.

"Albus, how long do you think it would take to search for the rest of the Dungeons in the northern half?" Geth asked out loud.

Albus turned to his map page and then circled him, almost like he was pacing. Eventually, he stopped and answered.

'Based on your memories, you are looking at covering slightly over 4000 square miles for the Region. The northern half would, of course, cover 2000 square miles. You don't seem to realize the shape or size of your county.'

Geth had to interrupt him before he continued, "What exactly do you mean by that?"

'Well, it isn't shaped the way you thought. You were only picturing the towns more familiar to you and not the whole county.'

"And how do you know that?" Geth raised his eyebrow curiously.

'I have access to the same memories you do. Only, I can see them with more clarity. The old maps that you've looked at became crystal clear to me when your Wisdom broke 100.'

"I see... I noticed that it's become much easier to retain information or think of solutions quickly. I didn't realize that it also affected you to such an extent."

While he was talking, Albus had begun to form a complete map of his county, highlighting the location of the river. It was a lot wider than he remembered.

'Based on this, you are just south of the river. The river runs through the center of the Region, Valhalla being barely south of that. The main Dungeon is essentially the center of the county.

What you and your party have conquered thus far is only the center of the Region. It would be better to travel south, take out all of the Dungeons there, and find a way to cross the river in the future.'

Information flowed into his mind as Albus spoke. Small pins appeared on the map.

A large bright green pin appeared for Valhalla. The subservient Dungeons were marked by smaller pins of the same color.

Geth couldn't help but sigh. Based on the highlighted area, they had barely covered a fifth of the Region.

'The world has truly grown,' He thought to himself.

Albus had highlighted the different sections of where he thought Dungeons would be. The Grimoire had a hunch that the Dungeons would be pretty evenly spaced out.

'By these calculations, there should be 11 Team Dungeons south of the river and 9 of them to the north. Hopefully, there will be a smaller crossing somewhere on the eastern side of the river.' Geth stroked his beard while contemplating.

His idea of the types of creatures that could be located near certain terrains had increased as well. This was due to how much time the two had spent discussing ideas in the Library.

Due to the types of territory in this Region, there should be Slimes, Goblins, Lizardmen, and Skeletons or Zombies. The Direwolves were a given.

Albus assumed that there would be a Direwolf Dungeon on either side of the river. From their earlier discussion, the pair decided that Direwolve's were probably the Mana's greatest asset.

'Then where did this Basilisk skull pauldron come from? And based on its size compared to the myths, it was just a baby,' He couldn't help but wonder.

"Before we check out the Potionology room, let's use the Points that we've recently earned. Also, how much experience did I get from that Shaman?" Geth asked as Albus shifted his pages.

'The Shaman was Level 40 while you were only Level 27. You weren't in range to receive experience from the Hobgoblins the others killed.

Due to the 13 Level difference and your performance, you moved up to Level 30 after obtaining 236,519 experience. 71% of the experience went to you, while 29% was split between the rest of the party.'

"Why such a high percentage? 50% for the last hit, but another 21% for tanking? I didn't do nearly as much damage as the others." He questioned.

'You also fought the Shaman for more than twice the time of the others.'

"Oh, I see," Geth replied. He opened up his Attribute page to browse through his available points. "So 18 TP, 17 SP, and 27 AP."

He decided to think things through. There was no reason to rush after all. The only thing that made him hesitant in spending Attribute Points was Intelligence.

If he could increase the effects of his Mass Blessing Skill, the party's traveling speed and survivability would improve tremendously. The only thing that held him back was his Class.

He wasn't sure what would be offered in the future, but he knew he wanted to primarily remain a tank. After weighing the pros and cons, he made up his mind on how to distribute his AP.

"Let's place 4 into Wisdom, 6 into Defense, and 17 into Intelligence.. Whatever comes of it, we will deal with in the future."