Mystic Calling：Stone of Glory-Chapter 125: Ethan of the Draconic Pact

Holy Armament, Tier 3 Light Magic—summons armor made of pure light, allowing the user to enter a battle-ready state.

Battle Form: Enhances Tier 4 and below Light Magic damage by 10%, Tier 3 and below by 50%, and Tier 2 and below by a staggering 200%. Increases Light Magic resistance by 20%, HP by 30%, and boosts Attack and Defense attributes by 30 points each. Spell Power and Knowledge attributes increase by 10 points each. Grants flight!

Counters units from the Inferno and Necropolis factions!

Upgradeable. Current level: 1. Max level: 3.

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"Hiss..."

"This thing is insane."

Ethan stared at the ability panel, momentarily stunned. He muttered to himself, still processing what he was seeing.

To be honest, with all the chaos caused by that spy Angel earlier, he had almost forgotten about Holy Armament. But now? This was one hell of a surprise.

No, more than that—it was a total game-changer.

For a Tier 3 Light Magic spell, Holy Armament was far more valuable than Celestial Fire!

And the best part? It granted flight.

No need for units, no need for a hero’s support—he could fly on his own.

"So... does that mean I can actually fly in real life too?" Ethan’s eyes gleamed with excitement.

Unlike units or hero abilities, a hero’s attributes, talents, magic, and personal combat power from Glory Lords X could be seamlessly transferred into reality.

Which meant that just like Celestial Fire, this Tier 3 Light Magic—Holy Armament—was something he could actually use in the real world.

And that was huge.

Since ancient times, humanity had always dreamed of soaring through the skies. Ethan was no exception.

And on top of that, the spell granted a +30 boost to both Attack and Defense, plus +10 to Spell Power and Knowledge—basically the equivalent of gaining a Tier 3 Strategic Artifact out of nowhere!

And everyone knew how valuable a Tier 3 Strategic Artifact was. No need for explanations—it was common knowledge.

But the real kicker? Holy Armament could be upgraded.

Right now, it was only at Level 1. But what if it reached Level 3? Would it become Tier 4 Magic?!

"If that’s the case, then Holy Armament is way beyond top-tier." Ethan murmured, awed by the potential.

The true value of this spell lay in its growth. Everyone knew how terrifying Tier 4 Magic was. If Holy Armament could actually evolve to that level... Forget about a single Legendary Unit Angel—even ten or a hundred of them wouldn’t be worth the trade!

Just thinking about it wiped away any lingering frustration over losing that Legendary Unit Angel.

With a faint smile on his face, Ethan turned and headed toward the reception hall.

As soon as Ethan returned, Starlily—who had been waiting anxiously for what felt like forever—immediately rushed up to him, her face lighting up with relief.

"Valkarion, you’re finally back!"

Ethan chuckled at her reaction. "What’s wrong? You don’t feel comfortable in the Grand Ducal Palace?"

"The pressure is insane!"

Starlily didn’t even try to hide it, lowering her voice as she admitted, "I feel completely out of place here. Valkarion, can we just leave already?"

Her discomfort was easy to understand.

It was like throwing someone with only a few bucks to their name into a lavish, gold-plated ballroom filled with high society elites, where the minimum spending was in the millions.

Feeling out of place would be an understatement. Some people would probably want to crawl into a hole and disappear.

And right now, that was exactly how Starlily felt—completely suffocated.

"Alright then. Let’s go, Starlily."

Ethan nodded, and with Rainbow Swordsman Rhett leading the way, they stepped out of the Grand Ducal Palace.

The moment they crossed the threshold—

"Hah!"

"Hah!"

"Hah!"

Starlily took several deep breaths, her chest rising and falling as she exhaled loudly. Then, she practically shouted, "Ahh, finally! I can breathe again!"

Ethan couldn’t help but laugh. "Starlily, you look like a country girl visiting the big city for the first time."

At his teasing, Starlily shot him a long, meaningful look and sighed. "Honestly? Compared to you, I’m not even at the level of a country girl..."

She hesitated for a moment, then finally gave in to her curiosity. "Valkarion, who exactly are you?"

Ethan smiled, not intending to hide it. "Starlily, have you ever heard of the Draconic Pact?"

"Draconic Pact?"

The moment the words left his mouth, Starlily froze. Then, her expression completely changed.

She stared at Ethan in shock, her voice trembling. "You... You’re not saying that you’re that Ethan from the Draconic Pact?!"

The name Ethan was common enough—probably a dime a dozen in North America’s elite circles.

But if you added Draconic Pact in front of it?

Then there was only one person it could be.

The legendary, world-shaking, unstoppable force known as Ethan of the Draconic Pact!

"Valkarion, y-you... you’re actually Ethan from Draconic Pact?!"

Starlily was completely dumbfounded. She stared at Ethan in utter shock, her face a mix of disbelief and astonishment.

The Titan Consortium was one of the most powerful forces in North America. As a core member of such an organization, she had naturally committed the name of this rising legend to memory.

Before his rise, the most prestigious figures in North America were the guild leaders of the top ten powerhouse guilds—Overlord Caesar, Xavian Serpentis, Scarlet Queen, and the like.

But now, above them—where there should have been nothing, no one—there was a name that stood above them all.

Ethan.

Ethan of Draconic Pact.

The realization hit her like a freight train. Starlily fell silent, her mind reeling as if she were trapped in a dream.

Ethan of Draconic Pact...

This was the same man who had forced Scarlet Queen to bow her head and apologize. Even among the younger generation, even in the lower circles, there were already countless rumors about him—each one painting him as an unstoppable force.

A monstrous powerhouse.

Even the top-ranked elites from Europe, the Middle East, and Russia—those legendary figures—were nothing compared to him.

And now, standing right in front of her, was a young man who looked so... normal. Bright, easygoing, almost sunny.

The contrast was staggering. It was like witnessing a myth come to life.

After a long silence, Starlily suddenly chuckled. She looked at Ethan and said, "Well, yeah... I mean, how could a regular person possibly become a Count in the Light Alliance? In a way, noble titles in Glory Lords X are just another way of measuring strength."

It was simple logic.

Whether it was a Light Alliance title or a Duchy title, they all revolved around one thing—prestige.

To earn a Light Alliance title, you needed Alliance Prestige.

To earn a Duchy title, you needed Duchy Prestige.

And the only way to gain prestige was by completing high-tier quests. The fact that someone could even take on those high-tier quests was already proof of their strength.

So in Glory Lords X, noble titles were synonymous with power.

It made perfect sense.

Ethan smiled. "Starlily, keep this between us, alright?"

"I know..." Starlily nodded. She wasn’t the type to go looking for trouble. And if this got out... it wouldn’t just shake the gaming world—it would shake the entire world.

Even the top elites from Europe, the Middle East, and Russia would probably lose their minds over this...

"Looks like North America is finally rising!" Starlily said with a smile.

But Ethan simply shook his head. "Starlily, as a friend, let me give you some advice—don’t limit your vision to just Earth."

Starlily blinked, momentarily caught off guard. She looked at Ethan, confused.

"Before long, the world of Glory Lords X might merge with our reality."

"W-what?! For real?!" Starlily’s pupils contracted, her expression shifting dramatically.

"I don’t know for sure. It’s just a guess. But haven’t there already been plenty of signs?"

Ethan’s voice remained calm as he continued, "Heroes manifesting their powers in the real world, military units materializing, even wild units appearing in reality... If you think about it, is a full-scale merge really that far-fetched?"

Starlily’s face darkened. She fell silent, processing the implications.

"In the world of Glory Lords X, strength is everything."

Ethan’s gaze sharpened as he looked at her. "So if you can, Starlily, become a Hero as soon as possible. And the higher the Tier, the better. Don’t worry about the difficulty—if a quest is too tough, just call me when it starts. I’ll help."

Starlily trembled slightly. She looked at Ethan, her expression complicated. "Valkarion... thank you."

"No need." Ethan smiled. To him, this was nothing more than a small favor. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

Suddenly—

Beep beep. Beep beep beep...

Ethan’s friend chat notification went off. He glanced at it and saw that it was Emily.

He answered the call. "Yo, what’s up?"

"My dear brother, where are you?! I need backup—urgent! Life or death situation! Can you get to Dunmire right now?"

"I’m already in Dunmire."

"For real?! Oh, thank god! Okay, come to—wait, never mind. Where exactly are you? I’ll come find you!"

"I’m on the street in front of the Grand Ducal Palace. Just come over."

"Got it! Wait for me, I’ll be there in no time!"

With that, Emily hung up in a hurry.

Starlily glanced at Ethan. "Something wrong?"

"Seems like my sister ran into some trouble with her quest. She needs my help, so I’ll wait for her here."

"Alright, I won’t keep you then. See you next time."

"Yeah, see you, Starlily. If you ever need anything, just hit me up."

"Mm. Thanks, Valkarion..."

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Not long after, on the street in front of the Grand Ducal Palace—

Emily appeared, practically radiating excitement. "Bro! This is perfect! You’re actually in Dunmire! I thought I was so screwed on this quest!"