The Rise Of The Strongest Tyrant

Closing her inventory, Liya opened her skills, looking over the three skills that she just learnt.

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'Increased pet, minion, follower and companion damage, good. Three skeletons that have one attribute point per level more or two attributes (if they have Charisma attribute as well) per level more than players with base classes. I can see myself summoning and using them. But not always as it would be pain in the as* to resummon them every 30 seconds. And last but not least, a long ranged spell with cast time… I guess that I can use it to initiate fights—No, since I am considering on initiating fights with spells and since I will be receiving attribute points into Intellect, I should just use the stronger spell available.'

Closing her skills, Liya opened her talents. She saw three black lines, the first one, to the left of her view, the second one in the middle of her view, and the third one, to the right of her view. These three lines went from left to right to up to left again to up again, and so on. On the three lines themselves, there were squares and each square had a number above it.

On the first line, there were unlocked squares with skills.

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On the second line, there was only one unlocked square with a skill.

On the third line, there was also only one unlocked square with a skill.

And below the three black lines, Liya saw that she had five spendable skill points.

'I wanted to unlock – but is much better choice as it has higher range and is an instant cast… I should get them both, to initiate fights and to use during combat.' Liya allocated one skill point into – and one point into – , unlocking them both. Another two talents got unlocked, one from each class.

From the summoner –

'It seems that if I allocated points into – , then I will get a permanent pet like Ryan.' Liya allocated two skill points into – , unlocking it.

Closing her talents and the menu, Liya saw Faiy standing by one of the bookshelves with her head down, reading a purple, thin book which she held in her two hands. It was one of the books that Liya didn't loot as she didn't find it useful.

Faiy smiled and gently giggled. She mumbled something under her nose, raised her head and turned it in Liya's direction. Their eyes met. "Liya!" shouting out, she ran up to her, extended the book and it was now just an inch away from Liya's face.

Liya saw the title of the book –