Liam instinctively stepped back, avoiding a collision with Tilia, who seemed to be in a state of excitement or urgency.
"What's going on? You seem... agitated?" Liam raised a brow calmly.
Tilia, catching her breath, looked up at him with wide eyes. "What's going on? You are asking me this? I should be the one asking you this!!! What did you do? How are you so different all of a sudden?"
The fairy then realized something and quickly asked. "What level are you now?" She asked with some trepidation.
Liam looked around. The fairy had already erected some sort of barrier around them and Luna was also in her human form so they wouldn't have any issues discussing the various things right here.
"I am at 999." Liam indifferently answered her.
Tilia, on the other hand, stood utterly dumbfounded. Even before he answered the question, she kind of already could guess but she did not dare do so lightly.
"999… 999… 9…9…9…" She repeated in a haze. "How could this be possible?"
"Yes. It happened a little quicker than I anticipated but…"
"But?" Tilia gulped as she nervously tried to wrap around his explanation. Quicker than expected? Was it really that simple?
"Do I have some sort of limit? Or rather is there some sort of limit in general when someone reaches level 999?"
"Limit? What do you mean?" Tilia sobered up, trying to understand what Liam was asking her. Her respect for the human being in front of her grew once again and she did not want to disappoint him.
Liam paused, wondering if he really wanted to share specific details. He then decided to keep it general but only somewhat. "I am talking about stats. Is there a limit to how many stats a person can gain?"
"Hmmm?" Tilia shook. "That shouldn't be the case." Her eyes then suddenly went wide as she snapped to ask the obvious. "Did you actually hit the race limit for stats?"
Tilia let out a sigh. "Of course, you did." She then started explaining with a bitter smile. "It is too bad that you were born in a world that has not yet been integrated. These kinds of things are so basic that every powerful clan would have information about it."
What she did not say was that not many people would in reality need to exercise this information.
"Let's see… a normal human being belonging to a previously F-grade world with no mana or any other attuned energy… hmmm… If I am not wrong, your limit should be around 7000."
Tilia saw that Liam's face changed so she quickly explained. "Don't get disheartened. 7000 is an overly high estimate that I did. Something like 7000 would only be possible after consuming so many elixirs."
"In a way it is not really healthy to consume that many things. You would accumulate a lot of impurities."
"Since your body is probably designed only to handle 5000 or so strength, anything more would just be a strain eventually. Unless-"
Liam interrupted the fairy's monologue as she was getting further and further off the track. He did not bother to correct her but he asked the really important question.
"What happens to the excess stats?"
"Excess stats?" Tilia shook her head. "Well, if the container gets full, then everything else flows out. If someone tries to shove more into the container than what it can handle, it would only get pressurized and strained and there are even chances for it to burst open."
Liam nodded in understanding. He then broached the next topic. "So… I also got the token for the Spire."
Tilia looked a little startled but the fairy quickly regained her composure this time around. "You have progressed incredibly fast on the dao paths that you have chosen. It is no wonder that you have been invited to the Spire."
As the fairy spoke of the tower, a look of longing and regret flashed on her face which was hard to miss.
"Have you been there?" Liam asked.
Tilia sighed. "No. I am not gifted enough to be there." She gave a rueful smile. "If I was gifted enough to be there, why would I be stuck in a newly integrating F-grade world … no offense."
Liam shook his head with a smile. "None taken. I am glad you are here."
Tilia awkwardly smiled in response, caught off guard by the honest words, and then cleared her throat. "I do have a lot of stories about the spire that I could share with you, though it will all be pretty much useless. Everyone's experience in the spire is pretty unique as far as I know. It is tailor-made to you and your group."
"And how many people can be there in a group? How many people can this token teleport?"
"Ah.." Tilia thought for a while before answering. "I think you would know that only after you activate. Everyone's token is also unique."
Liam then chatted with the fairy for a while asking several questions about the Spire of Ascension. The fairy also answered them very patiently. Meanwhile, Luna silently leaned on Liam as she listened to the conversation.
They continued talking for several minutes when Tilia out of nowhere flinched. "Your leech is here." She said with a scowl.
Huh? Liam's raised brows relaxed when he saw the barrier go down and the fairy allowed a third person to walk in on their conversation. Eldrin was here.
The elf was unexpectedly grinning ear to ear, panting and gasping out of breath, with a crazy rabid expression on his face that was fully flushed. "I got it. I got it, Lord Liam. Ha Ha Ha. You are going to thank me a hundred times!"
Taking a look at the elf's delirious condition, Liam's curiosity was piqued. "What did you get?"
"Huff. Huff. Huff. I finally received my teleportation token to Nymphomania!" Eldrin beamed.
Seeing that Liam's face was indifferent, the elf shook his head helplessly. "Nymphomania, Lord Liam! The world that every man desires to vacation in!"