'Faith Shooter? This must be what he was talking about. Higher Identification,' Daz thought before he identified the class and all of its related skills to see if 'Ger' had been telling the truth, but Daz suspected that he had been due to the man's affinity.

  'What the hell? It's like a carbon copy of my class, but with slight alterations. I guess the system can't make everything unique,' Daz mumbled in thought before he moved on to the skills.

  "Ah, I see. Defend Thy Faith? Don't worry; I won't hurt your step-daughters, Ger. So long as they don't hurt me first," Daz said with a smile. He had found something interesting. A few things interesting in fact, and wished to talk with Ger and experiment with his Prayer skill, so he wanted to befriend the man now, despite the fact that the guard had accidentally shot him in the head.

  Ger was petrified. How did Daz know his skill's name? How did he know the girls were his step-daughters? How did he know who he was? Who had he accidentally shot in the forehead?! However, thankfully, Ger wasn't stupid, and his faith stat let him know if someone was lying, to a very minute degree, which was almost negligible, but so far, he could detect no falsehoods in Daz's words, which relieved him.

  "T-Thank you, Lord...?" Ger asked with a quake to his voice. He was still scared and didn't know how to address the apparently quite powerful youth in front of him. The young man had asked him to call the moving hunk of blue rocks as 'Lord', so he assumed the same would be true of himself.

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  "Just Daz is fine, but you need to call Rimmy 'Lord' since you disrespected him. You might argue that you also disrespected me by shooting me in the head, but that wasn't your fault, your words, however, were," Daz said in complete seriousness. There was no messing around when it came to Daz's friends, so he had to make sure that Rimmy was respected properly, even if the Golem himself couldn't care less.

  After taking the silence from Ger as confirmation, he continued, "Good. Now, you guys don't seem to be doing too well. Lemme bring you back to my base, and I can take care of all four of you, what do you say?"

  Ger had a look of hesitation on his face which Daz noticed and got worried about. He really wanted to experiment with Ger's skills, and maybe the other three's abilities, so he decided to add something else to the mix. "I can guarantee food and drinks as well as me killing all of your monsters for you every day if you want. All I need in exchange is all of the jewels here and your compliance if I ask you to do something with your skills. That's all, I swear."

  Daz had said all that he could and then turned around to start stuffing his pockets full of gem-encrusted and jewelled accessories while he waited for a response. Daz assumed the four would need to discuss, well, three. The man on the ground was still mumbling, but now it was something along the lines of 'my jewels... please... no steal'.

  Daz saw out of the corner of his eye, that after taking a few seconds to calm his step-daughters down, Ger had begun talking to them in a hushed yet gentle tone. Daz took this opportunity to identify the other three survivors.

  'Sorceresses?! Now I need them to join me!' Daz though in excitement. He was quite clearly happy at the prospect of magic-wielding companions to experim- adventure with!

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