Lord Evolution: Starting With SS-rank Skills

Last night, Rowan retired to bed quite late; he didn't sleep until he received a notification that the attack on Winterseed II had be completely tak care of by Dragun. However, there were a few casualties because many soldiers lost their lives before Dragun arrived.

Dragun's actions helped Rowan understand his character a bit more. Wh Rowan told him about the village's situation, Dragun became guinely concerned and told Rowan he wanted to help.

Initially, Rowan believed there was nothing Dragun could do, since simply traveling to Winterseed II would take hours. Ev if he took the fastest horse, everyone in the village would have be wiped out before he got there.

Nevertheless, to Rowan's surprise, Dragun pulled out a silver slip—similar to the gold one D'andre uses, with the only differce being the color. Dragun explained how rare, expsive, and important the slip was, along with its function, before tearing it to activate its magical effect and disappearing into thin air.

Dragun didn't ask for any sort of favor or compsation from Rowan, despite using such an expsive and rare item on his behalf. He was willing to use it as long as it would guarantee the safety of the innoct people of Winterseed II, and this increased Rowan's favorability toward him a little.

Rowan wt to bed a few hours past midnight and woke up very late, with a slight headache from inadequate sleep.

"Sigh, I'll try to rest a bit more this eving," Rowan thought, lazily wiping his eyes.

He turned to look beside him and saw Riela still sleeping. Last night, she had be up working with her [Enchanted Embroidery] skill; she had slept only a few minutes earlier than Rowan.

As Rowan gazed upon her peaceful, resting face, a ding sounded in his head, and a window popped up in front of him.

DING! [ Your WIFE's Occupation has evolved ]

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Tailor -----> Arcane Threadmaster (Tier )

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Permant effects:

--> Sewing speed +00%

--> Mana affinity boosted to 33%

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"What..." Rowan was quite surprised to see these messages appear before him.

"Is this some sort of gift from Lavera?" he muttered, curiosity shining in his eyes.

"Does that mean she'll be able to use magic very soon?" he continued muttering to himself while looking at her sleeping face.

There was no noticeable change in Riela from Rowan's perspective; she was sleeping calmly and didn't seem to be expericing any pain. In fact, if Rowan hadn't received these notifications, he wouldn't have suspected anything.

At that momt, Rowan couldn't help but recall Riela's words about Dragun asking her to come meet him if she noticed any changes in her body.

"Could it be he already saw this coming since he's a mage with the ability to perceive mana?" Rowan wondered.

If that was the case, th Dragun would be the perfect person to help Riela grow stronger in the field of magic, as he was the only one who understood magic in the tire village.

Rowan's head was still occupied with many thoughts wh Riela woke up.

She greeted him while stretching her arms, th gave him a quick kiss.

Afterwards, she stood up and wt to rinse her mouth. Rowan observed all her movemts, but there were no noticeable changes.

Wh Riela wt to the bathroom to take her bath, Rowan, who was expericing his morning wood, couldn't resist the urge and wt into the bathroom to make out with her before both of them washed up afterwards.

Riela wt to the village square afterwards. Her task today wasn't tutoring; instead, she would be working on robes to try to perfect her chanted embroidery.

In the past few days since she acquired the skill, she had managed to master two chantmts: one that boosts the wearer's luck wh equipped, and another that makes the robe water-resistant.

She created the water-resistant chanted robe while attempting to master heat resistance, which was a bit more difficult for her.

She had already asked a few of the villagers to bring their clothes to her so she could work on them. She didn't inform them about the chanted embroidery and only told them she was going to add amazing designs, which was perfect as most of the wom didn't ev ask questions and decided to bring their clothes as soon as possible.

Wh she arrived at the place she had arranged for the meeting, she found more than fifty wom and a few young soldiers waiting for her with their best clothes.

Rowan had escorted her so he could see the people's happy expressions.

After suring she was in good hands, he left to inspect the soldiers who were on the verge of completing their projects.

Standing at the southern border, Rowan found himself near a tall and sturdy guardhouse structure.

The guardhouse was elevated by strong wood pillars that lifted it six feet above the g; each of these pillars appeared exceptionally sturdy and reliable.

There was a simple staircase made from wood and stones, facilitating easy try into the small guardhouse.

The only part missing at that momt was the roof, which they were already working on.

Judging by its size, the guardhouse could accommodate t soldiers at most, and with opings on all sides, keeping watch would become significantly easier and safer. They had no fear of being attacked by wild beasts since the structure was elevated, and spotting intruders from this height would be much easier.

Rowan already had plans to paint the guardhouse black to make it more difficult for intruders to detect at night.

Rowan praised the soldiers' efforts before leaving to inspect the other sites. With the way they were working, the construction would be finished by tomorrow at the latest.

This made Rowan quite excited; with the guardhouse, the village's security would improve.

After he was done with his inspections, he wt on to complete his digging until eving before retiring home.

The next day, the soldiers were done with the construction of the guardhouse. After they completed the structure, Rowan gave them some tips on how to effectively utilize the guardhouse.

The following day, some of the soldiers joined Rowan to dig the foundation he had already laid out for them, while the others guarded the border and patrolled the village.

While Rowan and the soldiers worked hard, the farmers also put in a lot of effort in their task of clearing the farmlands. Some of the free soldiers assisted them, and currtly they had managed to clear out a large portion of the uncultivated land; planting would commce very soon.

Elara and the other heads of the farmers did a good job managing the farm's workforce.

They implemted a new morning and eving routine that guaranteed a good yield from the farms.

With the ideas Elara had gained from living in Glwood for a long time, she was able to sure the farms were in good condition.

However, she had one goal she wanted to achieve, which was raising livestock like they did in Glwood. But she didn't bother to inform Rowan yet until she was done suring the maximum quality yield of all the crops on the farm.

The village was progressing smoothly, and two more days passed.

At this momt, Rowan was staring at a notification with teary eyes.

"Finally!" he thought as he read the message over and over again, his heart beating faster with joy every second.