Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith



"I see... if that's the case then we won't have much trouble getting to Jambaal then." Lyrian turned around, "You guys go ahead."

Rothis and some others were slightly confused to hear this.

"Aren't you coming with us? I know you've gotten your Spirit Beast from Anaviotis recently, but it hasn't been long enough for that creature to grow into a mount yet, has it?"

Zyon questioned curiously, slightly taken aback.

Lyrian looked back at him, "Let's take a look." He exclaimed.

As soon as he did, an orange figure blitzed through the sky and landed with a graceful stance in front of Lyrian.

The dust that came from its landing brushed against the faces of the adventurers, forcing them to look away momentarily.

When the dust cleared, what they saw was a beautiful creature--one so beautiful that they were forced to gasp in awe.

A magnificent bird, a Light Pheon. It was like looking at a legend of sorts, as these types of legendary birds weren't found elsewhere except for extremely dangerous places.

They all looked at it with slight awe, even Osikae who didn't have much of a reaction to anything before this.

Nova was about the size of a fully grown vulture by now. 81cm (32 in) long, with a wingspan of 183cm (6.1ft). It weighed easily over 50 pounds due to the thick muscles in its wings and feet.

"Spirit Beasts tend to grow fully in three years," Zyon exclaimed in slight awe.

'What? I didn't know that...' Lyrian mused on hearing this.

"It has barely been half a year, and this bird is already this big. It's amazing to see."

Osikae added, "Any other bird wouldn't be able to carry any other human, but since this is a Pheon, and you are only a ten-year-old, it matches perfectly."

"By the way, It seems the way we leave our Spirit Pets is the very same." Rothis laughed.

"Hm?" Lyrian replied, turning to look at him.

"It's either we keep them in stables during times we don't need to use them or let them roam around the town. We much prefer the latter."

"Ah... right." Lyrian said, musing inwardly, 'I didn't even know there were stables for them...'

Still, it wasn't like he was going to keep Nova in a stable. Part of the reason for this was that Nova wasn't just freely roaming around.

He was also collecting information about what he saw in the city.

Up until now, Nova hadn't seen anything valuable. Still, it was worth keeping him up there.

"All right! Let's go." Lyrian announced, turning around as he walked toward Nova.

'I've never ridden you before, but you should be strong enough to carry me. After all, you also gain in strength with my increase in power.' Lyrian mused, as the adventurers also prepared to leave.

Cylline, Solvir, and Zyon rode atop Hawkeye, "We'll see you!" Cylline exclaimed as the three rode off into the air.

On top of Igor, which was no smaller than Garmr, were Osikae and Rothis in the back, "Ciao!" Rothis said as they also left, hopping quietly from building to building.

Nova began to fly in the air before Lyrian got on.

This was before without the use of its wings, Lyrian wouldn't be able to ride on Nova due to their sheer size difference.

Lyrian weighed more than double what Nova weighed, so Nova needed to begin using his powerful wings beforehand so that Lyrian's weight made virtually no difference.

Lyrian allowed Nova to build up speed for a little up as the bird traveled about 30 feet up in the air and 500 feet away from him in mere seconds.

At that moment, Lyrian began running forward. He speeds closer to Nova like a dart, before finally jumping on top of a building, then leaping into the air to get on top of the bird.

As soon as he did, they were off on their way to Jambaal.

Nova quickly located where Hawkeye was and began tailing behind, making sure not to surpass Hawkeye in speed as Nova was far faster.

It took them about three hours to get to Jambaal; a time which would have taken Nova no more than about an hour.

Jambaal took eight hours via horse, which traveled 40 miles per hour. That meant that Jambaal was about 8 hours away, and Nova could currently travel about 300 miles per hour.

They traveled out of the large tree biome, past a thick yet short area of forest, and finally reached Jambaal which was located in a series of mountain ranges.

It wasn't at the top of these sky-scraping mountain tops, rather, in one cove in the middle. A valley between four mountains was where it was located.

A small city amid the mountains--where Lyrian and the others quickly swooped down to.

There was a large layout of stone-tile flooring before the city ever arrived. In this large courtyard, Igor soon arrived as well.

The adventurers all descended and made their way toward the city.

At the entrance, there was a giant Japanese-looking shrine. A large red doorway which had many petals of plum blossoms hung on it via a thread.

After entering this shrine, Lyrian and the others had to walk past a small rounded bridge across a man-made canal of bright blue water. After they did this, they arrived officially in the land of Jambaal.

The floor was marked with pure white-stone tiles. There wasn't a spec of dirt or grass for as far as the eye could see.

And finally, the houses were as spectacular as one could imagine.

This place truly felt like a treasure trove, a" paradise of sorts.

"God damn... such a spotless place. I mean, it makes sense, since it's protected here in the middle of nowhere. It's probably the safest city in all of Veridrake. If all goes wrong, we know where to come to!" Rothis joked as they entered the village.

For some reason, however, they didn't see anyone roaming the streets.

It was silent. Dead silent.

Just then, with a hard yet cool breeze, a round object came tumbling toward them in the wind.

"A... head?"