I Can Upgrade My Talent In Everything

Fein took a deep breath as he watched the exciting scene that played before him. He didn't expect that he would have an opportunity to witness a bloody war when he was just training in the mountain.

'That woman, just who was she?' Fein stared at the woman that decapitated the green-skinned creature. 'And what are those purple shadows? is that her degu ability? It's quite an interesting and sinister ability.'

He only read about those abilities in books, and they were pretty overpowered. Just like the woman's ability, every time they kill, the corpse of the one they kill would rise and become their minions. The minions would then fight for their master, and in every instance the minions killed, the corpse of the one they killed would convert on their side. It's a vicious, terrifying cycle. In a war, this ability could only be considered as perverted!

Fein stared at the purple shadows that gradually faded and the woman that could command them. 'It's worth knowing her.' He thought secretly in his heart.

Without thinking further, Fein smirked, and he vanished into his place.

...

Kassandra swept her gaze at the corpse of the enemies' leader under her rapier and its fleeing subordinates in the distance.

"It's finally ended, those damned Wen soldiers dared to ambush as like this!" Kassandra gritted her teeth.

She looked at the corpses of her soldiers that fought by her side. She felt her mind clouded with rage, and her heart felt tight.

"My minions dispersed," Kassandra uttered. She could feel her degu energy drain rapidly, so she canceled her ability.

The purple shadows dispersed in the air like a mist. Her two subordinates have a sign and walk toward her.

"Commander, we won. Your powers are awesome!" One of them bowed at Kassandra with awe.

And the other one nodded, staring at Kassandra with deep admiration on his face. What just have witnessed!? It's their commander's exceptional strength that flipped the tables and massacred the enemies like a rabbi single-handedly. And she easily skewered at enemies' leader.!

Kassandra just nodded with their praise. Although she was glad that they won, her soldier died meaninglessly in this confrontation.

'Fortunately, my most loyal subordinates managed to survive.' Kassandra tried to clear her heavy thoughts out of her mind.

"Today we lost our fellow brethren. We may have won the war, but we lost our comrades." Kassandra clenched her fist.

The two guys lowered their heads with red eyes as they heard their commander's shaky voice. They also felt depressed seeing the comrades' dead bodies.

"We were still laughing earlier with them, but now..."

"Those damned Wen soldiers! Aren't they afraid of provoking a war!?"

Kassandra shook his head at his two subordinates' words. "Don't be naïve, that's what their goal was in the first place."

"But..." The two guys that were clad in silver armor were at loss for words.

"Carlos, Jake. Tell me. Would they do this if they were afraid?" Kassandra raised her voice as she questioned her two subordinates. "Our princess was too innocent. Now, look at those damned Wens swaggering their way towards us like this. It's unforgivable!"

Carlos and Jack gritted their teeth. Carlos took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked at Kassandra. "So what should we do now commander?"

"There's nothing we can do for now. Let's bury our fallen comrades first and report this to the King." Kassandra walked to the battlefield and she started to dig the ground.

Jack turned his head at Carlos and says. "What are you waiting for? Didn't you hear Commander Kassandra?" He walked into the corpsed and started to pick them up to gather them.

"I don't want to see them," Carlos mumbled.

He tried to avoid the corpse as he would only feel depressed when he sees familiar faces. But he had to help their commander. So, with a crestfallen expression, he imitated what they were doing.

"It seems you guys need a hand here." An unfamiliar masculine voice startled Carlos and Jack.

Kassandra took out her 'Divine Rapier' and pointed it at the guy who suddenly appeared. "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"Are you one of those Wens?" Jack touched the hilt of his sword.

'Who is this guy? I didn't even feel his presence.' Kassandra felt a cold sweat on her back.

She felt an inexplicable danger coming from the man in front of her, even with her strength. Due to the wars, she had participated in when she was still a new soldier, As a result of battling all her life until she climbed through the ranks and become promoted to commander. Her instinct had helped her escape the dangerous situation several times. Even in the face of the previous army, she didn't feel as threatened as now.

The man raised his hand in the air. "Relax guys, I'm not an enemy. I just happened to pass by." the man walked towards them slowly. "I'm Fein Bonifacio, member of Ranger's Eye and QWERTY organization."

Kassandra's stiff shoulders relaxed after he heard the names of two official organizations. But she didn't let her guard down for a bit without seeing a proof.

"Then can you show us your badge?" Kassandra said.

Fein took out a badge in his pocket and threw it at Kassandra.

"Well, it's real. Although I'm not really familiar with those two organizations, I have heard of them from my uncle's mouth." Kassandra withdraws her weapon and smiled.

Seeing this, Carlos and Jack did the same. They went beside Fein and introduce themselves to him.

"How long did you watch our battle?" Kassandra walked beside the three of them. "I didn't even sense your presence."

"Since from the start." Fein sighed, "I can't really meddle with other kingdom's affairs."

Kassandra shook her head. "Don't worry, we're not narrow-minded to blame you. And even if you could help, it's already too late."

Official Organizations had a rule that forbid their members from meddling with other factions' affairs or it could escalate into a complicated situation.

'It's not too late at all, I could have wiped them out in a second.' Fein secretly thought in his heart. But he decided to keep this thought to himself.