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Perception provided: [blockquote]Rolled 1d20-1 : 17 - 1, total 16[/blockquote]

"H-heavy," Leo stood aghast, as he displayed a desperate struggle in raising the girl from the ground. Who knew she'd be this heavy! But, in time, he succeeded! This was a true demonstration of humanity's will, showing that no matter how difficult the task, a strong will can still lead to success! However, there was no time for celebrations just yet.

"Now let's skedaddle," Leo hurriedly said. "How're you holding up, though? Are you well enough to run? I don't mind resting a little should you need it, but I believe you mentioned some rather scary folk are already on their way here. Therefore..."

"Need me to carry you?" The writer joked. "I've grown use to carrying heavy loads."

"Don't get mad," Leo advised, as he carefully sauntered towards the Lizard's voice. "Get glad!" The writers arm was then reflexively raised, the thoughts of pie once more rising to the surface of his mind. However, after getting past the apple-flavored mist, whilst the sweet scent of victory lingered triumphantly in the air. one glance at his opponent caused him to decide on a different approach.

The girl was in tatters, after all, and he was a gentleman! Additionally, he was no ordinary gentleman too; for he was a trustworthy gentleman! Naturally, there was only one thing left to do for a gentleman as gentlemanly as he! Thus, he offered his hand once more to the girl now lying fallen on the ground.

"No manacles this time!"

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Normally, this was the time when the protagonist would make his escape, a time when men would manly flee from the face of peril, and a time when heroes would heroically leave their past comrades behind. But not this time, for this was Leo's time.

By her own admission, a lady was burning in front of him! The writer could only gasp, wondering what manner of atrocious fiend could do such a thing! However, thankfully, the world was already treating him as a "summoned hero," and like all summoned heroes, Leo knew there was only one thing left to do when confronted with a damsel in distress!

"『Summon Food』!" The writer shouted, this time willing a geyser of apple cider to rush out towards the "burning" lady! "『Personal Status』. Truly, my kindness knows no bounds," Leo spoke in remiss, as he calmly perused the changes in his status. The cacophony of his surroundings were as the sweetest of musics in his ears.

"Nice one!" The writer whistled upon seeing the fox save him from the Lizard's vile, manacle-happy clutches. "I give you one apple and one pie and already you can't bear to let me go?" He fixed a level glare at the wolf-lizard hybrid, before breaking into his customary mischievous grin.

"Still, you're new to this experience, right? Usually when big-shots do their thing, they're powerful and all... But they're just so overconfident, and more than half the time are totally clueless about luck and the inner power known as..."

Leo raised his hand.

A moment later he mumbled something under his breath and a thick, oddly colored fog surged out to envelope the surroundings.

"Creativity."

Leo mumbles 『Summon Food』 under his breath, this time hoping to create so dense and so fragrant an apple-flavored mist that it will easily obscure Liza's sight and, Clio-willing, even cause sensory overload, thereby securing his own escape with the fox. Leo also doesn't forget to focus on 『Ki』 and softly utter out 『Personal Status』 while he's at it.

[info]Dice roll should be almost irrelevant at this point, but I'm gonna roll anyway :P
Requested Agility: [blockquote]Rolled 1d20+13 : 4 + 13, total 17[/blockquote][/info]

The soldier reflexively jumped back, while countering with a circular object of his own! "『Summon Food』," he quickly invoked. Then, one flick of the wrist later, an extravagant apple and raisen pie appeared, this time soaring towards the Lizard's face. "You know...『Personal Status』"

"If you wanted another one, you could have just asked."

Feel free to make whatever rolls needed yourself in order to resolve this.

[info]Requested Initiative: [blockquote]Rolled 1d20+9 : 14 + 9, total 23[/blockquote]
Requested Agility: [blockquote]Rolled 1d20+13 : 7 + 13, total 20[/blockquote][/info]

"Some people just don't appreciate beauty." Leo sadly shook his head at the now receding figure, before promptly throwing the "most sacred of objects" away and crushing it underfoot. There goes experimental subject #1, the writer thought dismally. However, the man grinned after turning to the wolf-eared apple-girl beside him. Still, there's always experimental subject #2.

"Liza as in Lizard? A beautiful name. It's a pleasure to meet you, oh beautiful reptile. I'm Leo Grancea," the writer accepted the experiment's hand-shake in a friendly manner whilst he went over his findings. It seemed that summoning something like an apple consumed 1 MP. while summoning an altered apple cost 2. But how much would a completed dish cost, especially one made as deliciously as can be?

"We can talk as we move," Leo offered. "For the Pope might be on his way! Now, neither of us may be tiny, little boys, but you never know with the Pope..." The writer shivered at the thought.

"Anyways, if you don't mind my asking, what's your favorite food - preferably one that can be eaten on the go? I've heard that lizards like insects... so perhaps you'd like some of those?"

["Truly, you will not find a man half as generous, nor as kind as I."]

"But do your clients know why kids love the taste of Cinnamon Toast Crunch!? 『Personal Status』" Leo boisterously countered, his chest brimming with pride even as he muttered an almost indiscernible keyword beneath his breath. "Also, I'm sure certain people might not look too favorably on those who accept trade deals made behind their back. This 'Church of Light' seems especially terrifying. 『Summon Food』"

"Plus, I'll even throw in this apple," the writer continued his earnest persuasion, as yet another vibrant red apple appeared in his hands, only this time Leo tried willing any kind of diuretic and laxative effect onto this otherwise most pristine of fruits. "Just look at its dazzling display, a fruit of perfect proportions, with no blemish in sight! Imagine a taste so out-of-this-world that with only one bite, the consumer would catch a glimpse of heaven itself! Behold, this impeccable combination of sweet and sour, filled with a noble promise of juicy bliss and hidden beneath a layer of glorious red."

"Behold, perfection."

"I know that already you cannot resist, but I do not blame you! 『Personal Status』" The man exclaimed, as he passed the magi a sympathetic glance. But as surely as night passes over onto day, and with as much brilliance as the sun that breaks with the dawn, Leo's face brightened and he gave the fallen magi some hope-filled words. "Therefore, merely hand me over 99% of those coins you have there and this fruit is yours!" The writer then grimaced, his face warped with an over-exaggerated pain and sacrifice now that he offered his parting with this most sacred of objects, this holiest of divine artifacts. In time, however, Leo recovered from the stress marring his facial features and finally sighed in resignation.

"Truly, you will not find a man half as generous, nor as kind as I."

[info]Sense Motive as requested: [blockquote]Rolled 1d20-1 : 12 - 1, total 11[/blockquote][/info]

[info]Perception roll as requested: [blockquote]Rolled 1d20-1 : 15 - 1, total 14[/blockquote][/info]

[info]Bluff roll as requested: [blockquote]Rolled 1d20+8 : 5 + 8, total 13[/blockquote][/info]

The unnatural high stats surprised him. Although it was true that he felt stronger than usual, Leo still felt amazed seeing that growth quantified into visibly numerical stats. Looking at the sudden list of options displayed before him, the writer instinctively thought to raise his WIS, but immediately realized that right after raising his WIS, he'll only find out that he should have spent those points elsewhere. The next viable option was CON; by steadily raising that, he'll be able to survive virtually any scenario. However... he was now living in a fictional world that had become his reality.

If the writer knew anything about fiction, it was that certain spells and abilities were outright ludicrous. It didn't matter how high your CON or resistance was, certain conceptual attacks would still kill him as long as they hit. Therefore, he merely had to avoid being hit.


[okay]Spent 3 ability points on DEX.[/okay]
Thus, DEX would be his primary focus from now on. The writer decided to dump practically every point earned in the future in this one particular stat. It was a ridiculous gamble, simply because without raising his CON as normal, every attack he would face in the near future would become lethal against him. Still, he could not afford to go with a normal route, for if the rifts open in this world, and he knew they would, then normalcy alone won't cut it. Only with ridiculous means did he hope to stand a chance at making a difference. And though he failed at saving his world before, he vowed not to fail again. Leo smiled, remembering a certain promise he made with the Devil herself.

At the very least, it would make for good watching.

Leo's opting to speak aloud in dazzling chuunibyou glory. Treat the following as stuff that happened while in transit between worlds.

『Mana Sensitivity』 seemed very useful, while 『Quick Learner』 seemed suspicious. 『Translate All』, however, did not live up to its name at all. Perhaps, then, it can later be upgraded to actually translate all? The rest were more or less as he expected. Still...

"『Personal Status』," Leo spoke aloud. For there were things he needed to know and points he needed to spend.

That accomplished, the writer immediately focused on the new terms that had come up 『Silent Invocation』 and 『Unlock』. Perhaps he could spend these so-called points there? Alternatively, perhaps those points could be spent to upgrade his status, enhance basic attributes like 『Strength』, power-up existing abilities like 『Translate All』, or even add new abilities altogether? Everything depended on what was displayed next.