Noah moved toward the small wooden chair near the table and sat down slowly.
The house remained quiet around him, the faint creaking of the wood settling beneath his weight the only sound in the room.
He inhaled once, steadying himself.
Then he focused inward.
"Status," he muttered under his breath.
Immediately, a translucent panel flickered into existence before his eyes.
[Supreme Magus System$&@?!]
[Host: Noah Whiteheart]
[Level: 6]
[EXP: 600/100$&@?]
[Rank: Adept Magus (high)]
[Elements: Ice, Lightning]
[Mana: 360/360]
[Health: 150/150]
[Strength: 8]
[Agility: 9]
[Stamina: 9]
[Endurance: 7]
[Sense: 7]
[Supreme Points: 0]
His eyes scanned through each line carefully.
He was now level six, with his rank being at the high adept magus.
His gaze paused at the EXP line.
Six hundred.
He mentally broke it down.
Two hundred were left over from the morning. The remainder he had chosen not to spend after leveling up earlier.
