Climbing to the Top With the Worthless Skill
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Last published Thu, Sep 14, 2023
"You useless worthless fool! I cared for you for so many years yet-[Farmer] and skill is [Poison Resistance]!? What a disgrace!"
The ritual taken at the age of 15- [Heaven's Blessing].
Under that, I was given the job [Farmer] and skill [Poison Resistance]. Though born in a famed noble house of swordsmen, Under the heap of abuses and shouts, I had my seat as the inheritor to the house taken away and exiled from my house by my father.
At loss, and with no future in sight--It was revealed that the skill [Poison Resistance] was actually [Null Poison]. And then, an encounter with an ancient book; I would come to learn the usefulness of my skill.
Yes, what was considered a waste skill, [Null Poison], was actually a strong skill that could quite literally nullify "any" kind of poisonous substance.
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