Guild

(-April 6, 2061/ 10:30 AM / Current location: Demon Kingdom's Guild-)

[Muto: I would like to join the guild.]

[Receptionist: Please follow me, sir. I'll be taking you to the examiner.]

Muto followed the receptionist through the back door.

What's inside is a large room with only one person sitting down, carrying a Gigantic Iron ax, and wearing Gladiator style armor.

[Receptionist: This will be your evaluator. He will discern whether or not you are capable of being a Hunter.]

[????: Who did you bring this time?]

[Receptionist: Oh right.]

The receptionist looks at Muto with a question in mind.

[Receptionist: What is your name?]

[Muto: Muto Hargreaves.]

[????: Alright then, I am Ferr. An ax-wielding Hunter. Nice to meet you.]

[Muto: Likewise.]

Ferr stands up and releases a tremendous amount of bloodlust.

[Ferr: So, how would you like to do this?]

[Muto: With everything you got.]

Muto also releases his bloodlust.

Their will against each other battled without the receptionist's knowledge. Muto and Ferr's bloodlust can be felt through the whole guild.

The receptionist ran out of the room and went inside the observatory.

Ferr wields his weapon.

Muto uses his magic.

An abundance of blades floats around him like hawks to a corpse.

[Ferr: Now that's a rare one. A Spellsword caster.]

[Muto: What are you then?]

[Ferr: A Gladiator.]

They both assume their stances.

[Ferr: Get ready kid.]

Ferr moved himself to his back instantaneously and without sound nor a thud. The precision of his steps made it so that he may not know where his position is.

Ferr's perception of time became slow and Muto is still staring at a wall.

He became disappointed at Muto's performance.

[Ferr: I honestly expected more.]

He swings his ax over Muto's head.

[Muto: Don't just assume things.]

Muto's voice was behind him instead of being at the front.

Ferr looks back.

He sees that he is holding a sword made of magic and its being pointed at his nape

Ferr looks back at the figure in front of him before, and to his expectations, It is not there anymore.

[Ferr: An Afterimage. I only know a few people who could make such a thing.]

[Muto: Do I pass?]

[Ferr: You passed with flying colors.]

Muto's sword disappears into Mana residue.

The receptionist runs back to the room with sweat on her forehead.

[Receptionist: This is unheard of. The 1023rd ranked Hunter was easily defeated. What is your rank?]

[Muto: I am unranked.]

[Receptionist: Unbelievable! You've gotta be at least at rank 100 or higher.]

[Muto: Can I be registered now?]

[Receptionist: Yes but we have to register your rank.]

Muto was taken to another room to evaluate his rank.

A large Magic crystal, the same as the one in the Trauzagaien University is inside the room. The crystal, of course, has a different setting.

[Receptionist: Please place your hand on the slate.]

He did as he is told and the magic crystal displays everything about his capabilities.

<Affinity: Armiger>

<Attribute: Dark element>

<Mana capacity: 12,632>

<Mana quality: 152%>

Armiger is a class that is Higher than a spellsword user. An Armiger is a person that can summon weapons made of magic. Spellswords are only exclusive to Armigers so it will be difficult to find a person with said ability. However, Armigers have a certain weakness.

Any weapon they conjure will always be made the same as the user's attributes.

Another mage could defend against it with an opposing element.

This is the reason why Armigers aren't appearing as much as mages do.

[Receptionist: Armiger? Now I haven't heard of that kind of class and that Mana quality is absurdly high.]

[Muto: What's my rank?]

[Receptionist: Let me see.]

The receptionist looks at the Crystal. What she saw was an unusual thing to see.

[Receptionist: Rank 652.]

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(-3:30 PM/ Current location: Trauzagaien University-)

After the evaluation, Modred became an eye-catching person and the most questionable one to enroll in the school.

His evaluation led people to wonder who he really is and if he is even normal.

[Raiden: Congrats. You became the most popular student at this University.]

[Anna: Tomorrow the evaluation will be posted at the University's board. So, by the time they show your evaluation results, you will be more popular than before.]

[Mordred: Well, it would make my "Connection making quest" easier.]

The day goes by normally.

Learning, studying, and making memories while they last surely is the life of a youth.

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(-3:00 PM/ Current location: Charles's mansion-)

Mordred arrives at his home with only Anastasia inside. He greeted Anastasia with a smile on his face.

[Mordred: Hey, teach. Where is Father Charles and Teacher John?]

[Anastasia: He is out there trying to stop the Elven and Beastman war. How did your day go?]

[Mordred: Just like a teenager and what's this about a war?]

[Anastasia: Ever heard of racial superiority complex? Charles is trying to prevent a war from happening so he might be gone for maybe a week or two.]

[Mordred: That's unfortunate.]

[Anastasia: Why can't other races be just like our country?]

[Mordred: Probably because they have too much pride to carry. Those sacks of shit don't even know the danger that will come to them in 20 years.]

Anastasia looks at Mordred with a stunned look.

[Anastasia: Didn't expect that from you. Anyways, dinner will be at 8. Be there or be square.]

[Mordred: Sure.]

Mordred walks in his room, removes his shoes and loosens his tie, and laid down in his bead with his backhand in his forehead. He stares at the ceiling with an exhausted look.

Tomorrow will be the day when the results come out. I hope nothing bad happens.

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(-9:56 PM/ Current location: University's meeting room-)

In a dark dim-lit room.

Teachers, representatives of other schools and universities collided into one place for one oddity that is the evaluation results of Mordred.

The East University of Trauzagaien Headmaster: Ella K. Orientem

The North University of Trauzagaien Headmaster: Emeth H. Houston

The South University of Trauzagaien Headmaster: Seryn Q. Corden

The West University of Trauzagaien Headmaster: Wilton A. Rochester

The Center University of Trauzagaien Headmaster: Carlos X. Quint

Each of them looks at the screen with a note and origins of him.

Closely looking at it as hard as they can to see something that doesn't add up.

[Wilton: You say that this person broke the Measuring crystal just by appraising him?]

[Carlos: More than that. With his duel with Raiden Chaelis, His experience with fighting may be amateurish but he makes up for it with his instinct.]

[Emeth: So what do you want us to do?]

[Carlos: Tomorrow, his evaluation results will be posted at the University's board and we don't know if we should add him to the list of students.]

[Seryn: This is a big problem. What if we just say that it was a malfunction?]

[Wilton: Our country's technology quality are high enough that it doesn't malfunction due to it's design and functions. The materials used are the rarest and here in Trauzagaien is where we have near unlimited sources of it. People will wonder and assume things so it's a bad idea.]

[Carlos: So do we fake his evaluation results?]

[Ella: I think it's the best choice. If we can fake his results just enough so that people may not assume things about his existence.]

It has been decided.

All of the agreed with a nod and left the room saying only a few words.