《Master At Arms》 Easy Peasy/ Da Fuq Chapter 1 ¡°Aye Rome what cha doing over there?¡±. ¡°I¡¯m taking a piss, wanna come hold it for me, since you¡¯re so interested¡±. I replied to the man looking over my shoulder with a smirk on my face. ¡°I think I¡¯ll pass on that¡±. The big man replied while looking me in the eye then looking away. I finished up and walked back to our small group of 5 huddled up around the fire. It was the middle of winter here on the continent of Peak, named that because it hosts the largest mountain in the world, Mt. Klay. We are in the mountain regions on mission with our mercenary band Raven. And it was cold as fuck here. ¡°Yo Rome, when are we supposed to move out?¡±. The big man named Gerald calls out. ¡°We are waiting for the signal from the rest of the guys¡±. I reply while staring at the fire warming up my hands and boots. ¡°Why are we waiting this far away from the road?¡±. Gerald voices his displeasure with being this far out from the rest of the group. ¡°Because we know the target has high level trackers and mages that will be able to spot trails that close to the road¡±. I too am pretty displeased with being this far out in this bitter cold god forsaken forest. The only reason we are here is because a large group of mercs turned bandits are hiding out here. Some noble commissioned us to take them out and bring back a jewel that was stolen from him. ¡°Because, us and the other groups are going to ambush them from the flanks, while to majority of our group will perform a frontal assault¡±. I told the man while still looking at the fire. And to be honest I really came back his far out so we can make a fire, not like they¡¯d be able to see the smoke with Blake¡¯s wind magic anyway. But being this long in the game, you start to become a lot more cautious. ¡°I get that, but why are we this far out?¡±. Gerald argued, I was just about to argue when I got the signal, a bracelet that lights up and gives off a warm feeling. ¡°Grab your shit, we¡¯re on boys!!¡±. I kicked the fire out and grab my shield and spear, my sword and dagger are always on me. We start to move through the woods in a standard wedge formation, picked up the pace from a slight jog to a decent run. My men can easily keep up with me as we move swiftly though the forest, after about 5 minutes of running we start to here the sounds of battle. We pick up the pace and eventually stop at the edge of the forest. While we wait at the forest line, we watch as our merc band is engaging the bandits and pretty easily pushing them back while taking no casualties on our side. The lieutenant gives the signal for us to enter the fray. After the signal, eight groups of five men each come out of the wood line crashing into the flanks of the bandit crew. As I run to the bandits I get to eyes on my target, the bandit leader, he is situated in the middle of his men trying to regain control over them as we crash into his men. The first bandit I come across wielding a simple longsword in leather armor. He swipes with his sword toward my right, I use my spear to swat the sword wide, and bash his face in with the edge of my shield, he instantly goes down clutching his face. I make short work of him stabbing him in the chest. The next bandit, seeing what I did to his comrade, hesitated for a half second and that¡¯s all I needed skewer him through the throat with my spear. Another bandit fancies his chances, this one equipped in full plate armor and a sword and shield. Odd seeing a shield, not very many people use them because of the decrease in agility they usually give someone. Although I¡¯m the exception. I ready myself, spear resting on the crescent of my shield, this gives me protection for my torso, while also being able to thrust with my spear. I quickly run forward, this visibly surprises the man. I jump andbring my spear to level with my head. I thrust downward to his unprotected neck, he tries to raise his shield in time but is to late as I run right through his neck while still in air and quickly pull it out. He dropped both shield and sword and starts to gargle on his blood while falling to his knees clutching his throat, attempting to stop the bleeding to no avail. I walk away while looking for my next opponent. I find it in the bandit leader I was tasked to kill. ¡°I won¡¯t fall as easy as my men did¡±. The bandit leader declares, I scan over the man he wields a longsword much like the first bandit I felled, but he wears half plate. Giving him both protection and the needed mobility. I myself wear mithril half plate, it is a deep blue covering my upper torso. I also wear mithril shin guards while the rest of my body is covered in leather armor. I do not wear a helm as it narrows my field of vision, and to be honest they are ridiculously uncomfortable. I wield a mithril tipped spear and a mithril shield, my mithril short sword is attached to the inside of my shield and my dagger is horizontal on my belt on my back. ¡°Let¡¯s hope you don¡¯t, I would like a decent challenge for once, but I doubt I will get that from you¡±. I reply with a smirk on my face after looking him over. The leader takes offense to that as he charges me swinging his sword spear side. I bat the sword down with my shield and trap his sword on the ground with my foot and I leg sweep him with my other leg, while simultaneously hitting him in the chest with my shield to put him on his ass. While on the ground he looks around for a weapon, and he notices that everyone around him is standing still and as encircled the two. He looks around and realizes that all his men are either dead or captured.This novel is published on a different platform. Support the original author by finding the official source. Our Captain tosses the bandit his sword and says ¡°If you best dear Rome here in a duel, we will let you go free and tell Baron Reese that you were never here, Deal?¡±. The Bandit leader looks at the sword and then to me and smirks kind of. He picks up the sword and says to the Captain ¡°Deal¡±. The bandit rushes me and with the sword he flicks dirt up to my face. It¡¯s a dirty move, and also one of my favorites so it is easy for my to side step the dirt and incoming strike. We stand there and circle each other, him looking for an opening and me just toying with him, he is nowhere near as skilled as me in the art of battle, then again not many are. I say at loud to no one in particular ¡°I bet I can finish this is one move¡±. I smirk as I say this. Some one familiar from the crowd says, ¡°Two at the least, I bet 2 gold¡±. I look to the man who is Gerald and I tell him ¡°Deal¡±. I turn my attention back to the bandit leader. Still circling each other about 8 meters apart, I shift my spear from an over hand grip to an under hand grip and in a split second I launch my spear straight into the bandit leaders chest before he knew what happened, the spear half sticking out of his chest. He falls to his knees as I walk up to him and pull my spear from his chest and kick him to the ground. I turn to Gerald and say ¡°You owe me two gold¡±. He just looks at me and says ¡°You cheated, if I knew you were gonna do that I would¡¯ve have bet¡±. I walk up to and lay my hand on his shoulder and tell him with a large grin ¡°That¡¯s why it¡¯s called gambling dear Gerald¡±. I lift my hand off his shoulder and walk back to where I planted my spear in the ground to retrieve it and prepare for the ride back to the city. The Captain yells out ¡°Saddle up boys it¡¯s time to head back and receive our payment¡±. I saunter to the back where our horses are being kept, I start to load up my gear on the chestnut colored horse when I hear screams coming from the front. I snap my head to the direction of the scream and see three of our mercenaries with arrows stick out of their chests and many more arrows sailing in the air from the wood line, I grab my shield and spear of the horse, immediately I have to use my shield to block an incoming arrow that is imbued with an enchantment for greater speed and penetration. It breaks on my shield and I and take off running for the cover of the wood line. When I reach the wood line, I use a large oak tree for cover, I slowly peek around the tree and see that three quarters of the merc band is either dead or currently to wounded to do anything at the moment. It was a viscous hailstorm of magically imbued arrows meant to punch a hole through most armor, with enchantments like that what left of us are up against some serious soldiers or mercs. No longer are arrows flying though the sky, but I see at least a hundred or so men come out of the forest in a tight formation wielding long Spears in front, while the other have swords out and ready. See that I conclude that it¡¯s time for me to get the fuck out of here, we have already lost most of our men, I wasn¡¯t particularly attached to these guys, and we are sorely outmatched and outnumbered. They start to make quick work of who is remaining and the ones who try to flee are shot in the back by an arrow, which means they still have more in the wood line. I pull my head back and get ready to take off into the forest and find my way back to the city, when a detachment of 10 or so soldiers spot me from my rear inside the forest meaning that they have my exit covered. Small change of plans I kill these fucks the get the fuck out of here. I decide to take the fight to them as we are in the forest and their numbers would only become a detriment to them as they will have to face me one on one or one on two because of the trees providing little room to maneuver around. I decide to throw my spear on the run to the guy in front. The spear goes right into him and stick into the ground as well. I draw my short sword to have a better advantage then the medium sized spear in the trees. The next soldier meets me two steps after his fallen comrade and swings in sword neck level to my shield side. Instead of blocking I dip to the strike and it misses me by meres inches. I take my sword and slash his throat while I keep moving trying to make sure they cannot use their numbers to their advantage. The next man stops and waits for another soldier to try and encircle me. I don¡¯t let them as I jump at the nearest man bashing him with the edge of my shield knocking him to the ground. I quickly strike the soldier coming from my rear he blocks my sword, uses the momentum of his deflection of my sword I use my shield to bash his windpipe in he drops grasping for air. I then finish of the soldier still on the ground with my sword. After I finish him I continue on to the next soldier where I faint with my shield and slash low with my sword, getting to soft spot of the armor behind the knee, his leg buckles and I use this to slash his neck with my sword on the way up. The next one I charge to is started to show signs of being scared shitless, and I can¡¯t blame him, I¡¯d be scared of me too. I come to an opening in the trees where the last four wait for me. I attack without stopping and ram right into the nearest soldier, we both fall to the ground my sword falls a meter away, I pull out my dagger and pound in right into his forehead. I pull it out and see two of the men rushing towards me and I throw the dagger at the second soldier rushing at me I pick up sword and roll towards the first soldier and slash his achilles he falls to his knees and tries to stab me but I cover my whole body from above with my shield and stab my sword though the bottom of his jaw and exits out the top of his skull. I get up and I now stare down the last remaining man. We both stare at each other before he stars to run the other way, I pick the dagger out of the soldier I killed and throw it at the fleeing soldier hitting him square in the back. He falls in to the ground and draws his last breath before I collect my dagger. I look around to all the men I killed, and smiled in satisfaction and say to myself, ¡°ya I still got it¡±. I run back to retrieve my spear and take off in the opposite direction of the death and carnage that befell the merc band Raven. Nothing will come of me staying and trying to fight. I¡¯m good, hell I¡¯m one of the best, but one against hundreds will not be a pretty outcome for me I think to myself. I begin my journey back to the city Bellrun, I get about 10 klicks away before I start to walk again. As soon as I start to walk I get this immense pain in my head, ¡°what the fuck!!!¡±. I scream out in pure agony I eventually lose consciousness. I wake up when the sun starts to set, and for some reason I seeing floating words, I think that pain made me go insane. [Congratulations Romulus you been randomly chosen to be transported to the world of Norza, Good luck and have fun.] I stare at the message wondering if I¡¯m fucking retarded or not, when it disappears and another message appears. [Countdown, 4...3...2...1...] I get that splitting pain in my head again, and lose consciousness once again. A Whole New World ¡°Ugggh, what the fuck just happened?¡±. I say to no one in particular, my eyes are blinded by the two suns high in the sky, wait two suns what the fuck. ¡°Ah, finally awake are we now¡±. The low baritone voice says to me from my side, I turn my head to look and find a man with a short blonde beard and long blonde hair, and pointy ears, wait pointy ears. ¡°Uh, where the fuck am I?¡±. I ask the strange pointy eared man. ¡°You are in the forest of Indil, home of my tribe of wood elves¡±. The man tells me looking me in the eyes. I can¡¯t stop starring at his ears. I finally ask, ¡°Sorry if I¡¯m being rude, but what the hell are elves?¡±. The man looks like he has a sort of revelation. ¡°Ah, you must a new summon to the world of Norza¡±. He tells me while I look at him with a dumbfounded face, what the hell is this crazy pointy ear weirdo talking about. ¡°Just think of the word status, and a lot of your questions will answered in a few minutes¡±. The pointy eared man tells me starting to walk away. He waves back at me and waves and says, ¡°Good luck, and do try to stay away from the Raizels, they really despise summons for some reason, see ya¡±. He the. Jumps up into the forest and I loose track of him instantly. What a weird fellow, I wonder what he meant by summons, and these Raizels. What did say he status, guess it won¡¯t hurt to try. I think of the word status in my head and a screen pops up in front of my face [Welcome new summon Romulus to the world of Norza, where you and thousands of others from different worlds have been transported to here. Travel the world, become the greatest warrior, greatest painter, or simply just live your life out on the countryside, the choice is yours, Welcome once again and have fun.] I look at these floating words with my jaw almost touching the ground, what the hell happened? I don¡¯t know why I asked that when these words obviously tell me, but that still doesn¡¯t mean I have to believe them. The words disappear then different words appear before me [ Name: Romulus Level: 1 (0% towards next lvl) Class: Master at Arms (unique) Stat points: 3 (+3 every lvl, class bonus +1 Strength, Agility, Dexterity every lvl) Constitution: 10 Strength: 8 Agility: 10 Dexterity: 11 Intelligence: 5 Wisdom: 6 Skills: Spear Mastery (Grandmaster), Shield Mastery (Grandmaster), Sword Mastery (Master), Dagger Mastery (Advanced), Throwing Mastery (Advanced) ] I look at these words in front of my face with an incredulous expression on my face. I have no idea what the fuck is going on. I decide to try and click on the word class. [ Master at Arms (unique): Master of all weapons and armor, reaper of battlefields with your weapons of choice in the battlefield. (+1 Strength, +1 Agility, +1 Dexterity upon level up), Weapon skills are permanently locked while using this class, Weapons and Armor have no level restrictions for this class. All Weapon mastery¡¯s begin at Intermediate rank ] I look at this and don¡¯t know what to really think. I don¡¯t know what skills really are but I¡¯m guess these stats have something to do with my physical abilities. And weapon mastery is pretty self explanatory. I select the stats next Constitution: (The physical sturdiness of ones body and how healthy one is) Strength: (The physical might of ones muscles, affects how much damage one can inflict on a target) Agility: (Affects ones ability to run faster and be more flexible) Dexterity: (Nimbleness of ones hands, and affects head eye coordination) Intelligence: ( Measures mental acuity, directly affects how strong a spell is) Wisdom: (Measures ones ability to think quick on their feet, directly affects the quantity of ones mana) While I look at these descriptions I think to myself, it¡¯s pretty much just quantity to my physical abilities. I also think that I have no idea what the fuck mana is. Constitution is basically my health, Strength is, well my strength, Agility is flexibility and speed, Dexterity hand eye coordination, Intelligence is magic power, I never really cared for magic so I don¡¯t think I¡¯ll be spending to much time on that, and wisdom affects someone¡¯s mana, which I¡¯m gonna guess and say that¡¯s what you use to perform magic. My class says unique, I don¡¯t know what that really means so I decide to select it [Class rarity: common, uncommon, rare, epic, legendary, unique (one of a kind) ] It didn¡¯t really give me a description but one of a kind tells me all I need to know. I decide to select the weapon mastery next. [ Weapon mastery ranks:Beginner, Novice, Intermediate, Advanced, Master, Grandmaster, Mythical ] Damn I¡¯m good, to already be a Grandmaster with the shield and spear, I should be mythical, but that¡¯s my humble opinion. Contrary to most people¡¯s belief about the shield, it is not just for defending, in the right hands it can one of the most devastating weapons on the battlefield. Use it to bash and disarm people, block incoming strikes, use the edge to crush people¡¯s throats, again one of my favorites. It is the greatest multi-tool on the field of battle. The spear on the battlefield is also one of the best weapons in the right hands. Being able to thrust from a distance, sweep legs and slash with the tip of the spear. A medium or short spear is the perfect weapon for quick kills. Being able to throw the spear in a pinch, can¡¯t do that with a proper sword.Stolen content warning: this tale belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences elsewhere. I spend another 10 or so minutes messing around with the status before somewhat getting used to it, only after all that did I realize that I still have my weapons and armor with me. When I look at my spear another status screen pops up. [ Mithril Spear (common): sturdy spear with a mithril tip, no bonuses ] I then look to my armor and basically says the same thing. Common, what the fuck, this top of the line in my world, maybe it¡¯s because it¡¯s from my world I think to myself. Whatever I¡¯m not really worried about it. I get finally get off the ground and take a look at my surroundings. I¡¯m on the edge of a dirt road with a open plain on one side and a forest line on the other. I guess the elves or whatever the fuck they are live in this forest. I decide not to go in there lest I meet more weirdos like that guy before. I decide to head down the road to towards the way thesuns are setting. Weird seeing two suns. I walk along the road for an hour or so before the suns start to dip below the horizon, I see a cave off to the right of the road and decide to camp there for the night and get some well needed rest and some time to think about all this fuckery that is going on. The cave mouth is roughly five meters wide and seven meters tall. As soon as walk in the cave I get another message in front of my face. [ You have entered a dungeon (D-ranked) ] ¡°What the fuck is a dungeon?¡±. I say aloud, then I get another message [ Dungeons are areas where monsters are created in large quantities from concentrations of ancient ambient mana, they cannot leave the dungeon, but offer great rewards for those who challenge it. Dungeon ranks (F, D, C, B, A, S, SS, SSS, SSS+) ] What the hell, just when I thought I can sit down and think about what the hell is going on, more crazy shit pops up. Fuck it I¡¯m just gonna roll with it, it said it offers great rewards whatever the hell that meant. I also really wanna kill something, so hopefully I get to kill a lot of these monsters or whatever they are. I ready my shield and spear and and slowly walk into the mouth of the cave, once I reach a large rock I see that there is a passageway that is lit with a few torches and some little green creatures that says [Goblin lvl 6] and [Goblin skirmisher lvl 9] above their heads. I observe them for a bit. These things are ugly as fuck, green, short, they have some brown and rotten teeth protruding out of their mouths. They wear just a simple loincloth to cover up their junk. The skirmisher has a short sword, that is about as big as my dagger, and the regular goblin has a wooden spear that is just sharpened at the tip. Even though their level is higher than mine, I severely doubt they can do anything to me. I walk toward them with my spear resting on the crescent of my shield, I crouch down giving my shield more protection of my body, and because these things are as small as a child. They notice me and start the screech at each other, presumably their way of communication. They begin to run toward me the, goblin with the spear is first and I just simply thrust my spear, his face offers no resistance what so ever as it goes straight through his face and out the back of his head. I pull back and ready myself for the next goblin. I get a warm and fuzzy feeling as I notice something like sparkles come off the dead goblin. The goblin with the sword, stops and shrieks again. I think it is just pissed I killed his buddy and rushes me the same way that the other goblin did and simply thrust right into its chest twice in quick succession. It stumbles forward before it falls flat on its face. I get the same warm feeling and another message. [ You have leveled up, +3 stat points ] [ Name: Romulus Level: 2 (73% towards next lvl) Class: Master at Arms (unique) Stat points: 6 (+3 every lvl, class bonus +1 Strength, Agility, Dexterity every lvl) Constitution: 10 -+ Strength: 9 -+ Agility: 11 -+ Dexterity: 12 -+ Intelligence: 5 -+ Wisdom: 6 -+ Skills: Spear Mastery (Grandmaster), Shield Mastery (Grandmaster), Sword Mastery (Master), Dagger Mastery (Advanced), Throwing Mastery (Advanced) ] I see this I finally realize that I can use the stat points to increase my physical body, I see that I have six stat points and decide to put two in constitution, one to strength, two to agility, and one to dexterity [ Name: Romulus Level: 2 (73% towards next lvl) Class: Master at Arms (unique) Stat points: 0 (+3 every lvl, class bonus +1 Strength, Agility, Dexterity every lvl) Constitution: 12 Strength: 10 Agility: 13 Dexterity: 13 Intelligence: 5 Wisdom: 6 Skills: Spear Mastery (Grandmaster), Shield Mastery (Grandmaster), Sword Mastery (Master), Dagger Mastery (Advanced), Throwing Mastery (Advanced) My physical stats are nice and rounded, I don¡¯t really plan on increasing intelligence and wisdom until I really find out what they do. Plus I don¡¯t know magic so nothing I really need to worry about. I continue to walk down the narrow corridor lit by torches on the cave walls, after about 2 minutes of casual walking I come to a large opening with a few tents and around 15 goblins. On the other side of the opening is another corridor, to get passed these goblins I decide to bait them into the narrow corridor so I can use my reach to my advantage. Most of the goblins are lvl 9, 10 being skirmishers, with two goblins being lvl 13 and 14 respectively. They have the class of goblin warrior, they are bigger than the other goblins and the wear leather armor and short swords. I bang my shield against the wall and the goblins all look my way. I yell out ¡°come on you ugly fucks¡±. The two goblin warriors give out commands to the other goblins and they all come running over to me in the corridor. There are seven coming at me in the corridor while the rest waited back in the opening. I used the same method I used against the other two goblins. But this time my thrust claimed the life of two goblins, as I ran them both through the chest I pull it back and decide the strike the next one with my shield. I hit him with the edge of my shield and I hear a addible and loud crack and crunch sound as the goblin drops like a sack of potatoes, neck broken and lifeless. I kill the last three much like the first two easy strokes right though the chest. I decide to come into the corridor as the goblins are not much of a threat to me. The remaining goblins just snarl at me and try to all attack. Now that I¡¯m not in a corridor or among trees I do a wide sweep with my spear at neck level of the goblins. With this one move I slit the throats of three goblins. I bring the spear back and jump and hit one in the head with my shield, I hear another crack and it falls to the ground. With two remaining I give them quick thrusts with my spear and end their miserable existence. Now all that is left are the two warriors. ¡°I¡¯ll show you what a warrior is¡±. I say to the goblin warriors. They just screech in their language and draw their weapons. One stays still while the other circles around and to my back. Once they are in position they attack at the same time. In a fraction of a second I throw my spear at the goblin I¡¯m facing, it goes right through him and imbeds itself into the cave wall. I turn around and leg sweep the incoming goblin, catching him off guard. While he is falling I use my shield to bash his throat and by the time it hits the ground it is grasping for air. It slowly suffocates to death. After it¡¯s death I receive another message. [ x7 you have leveled up +21 star points, +7 Strength, Agility, Dexterity] With all these stats I decide to put 5 in Agility, 5 in Dexterity, 3 in strength, and8 in constitution, with the class bonus, I decide to invest more heavily into constitution to bring my health up to par with my physical ability. After allocating my stat points, I feel a rush that feels absolutely amazing. My whole body shivers in pleasure. After that little episode, my body feels reforged, I feel stronger, faster, and better in every way. My spear and shield feel like feathers, and it armor feels like a second skin, I don¡¯t even notice it anymore. After all that I decide to head down the other corridor and where surprisingly I meet no other goblins, unlikely they would have stayed here after all that commotion anyway. I walk down the corridor until I come across a large solid oak door. Maybe I can get my great rewards on the other side of this door I think to myself with a large grin on my face. [ Name: Romulus Level: 9 (17% towards next lvl) Class: Master at Arms (unique) Stat points: 21 (+3 every lvl, class bonus +1 Strength, Agility, Dexterity every lvl) Constitution: 20 Strength: 20 Agility: 25 Dexterity: 25 Intelligence: 5 Wisdom: 6 Skills: Spear Mastery (Grandmaster), Shield Mastery (Grandmaster), Sword Mastery (Master), Dagger Mastery (Advanced), Throwing Mastery (Advanced) ] Time to go Shopping Chapter 3 I wonder what kind of rewards I can get from this dungeon thingy. Based on the combat skills of the goblins I faced thus far I doubt whatever is on the other side of this door will offer me any challenge. I open the door and instantly see five goblins in the room roughly the same size as the opening before. [Goblin Warrior lvl 19], [Goblin Warrior lvl 20], [Goblin Warrior lvl 21], [Goblin Shaman lvl 25], and last but not last a hulking mass of muscle [Goblin Champion lvl 32] The three warriors are equipped with the same gear as the two before, the shaman has a staff and is dressed in purple robes, and the champion is wearing leather armor like the warriors with a wooden shield and a longsword. They all look at me and start conversing with each other in their guttural language. The three warriors form a half moon facing me with the shaman in the back and the champion sitting in, I guess his throne. He is sitting there looking more annoyed than anything. The shaman starts to screech and above his staff a fireball starts to form. That tells me that it is some sort of mage. The warriors continue to creep towards me while the shaman channels his spell. After he is done a fireball comes wizzing my way, I combat roll to the side to dodge fireball. I¡¯ve dealt with plenty of mages in my life. The warriors start to advance faster now. I decide to make the first move on them, while keeping an eye on the shaman. Next time he channels his spell I¡¯ll throw my dagger at him. The warriors finally come into striking distance, I swipe at the one on the left with my spear, slicing the back of his leg. It falls to the ground, leg unable to support its self anymore. I do a 360 and stab at the chest of the one in the middle. My spear went straight through him, easiest kill I have ever had. Realizing with my stats higher that I am a lot stronger than I ever once, I decide to go on the complete offense. The shaman begins to channel another spell, the remaining warrior slashes at me with his sword, I deflect it with my shield and leg sweep him while planting my spear in the ground pulling out my dagger and throwing it at the shaman. Before he can finish his spell, he finds a blade in his eye poking out of the back of his head. The first warrior is up and now limping towards me, I quickly finish off the goblin I leg swept with a spear through the head. I proceed to jump towards the warrior and thrust my spear through his chest, once again offering no resistance. I turn to look at the Goblin Champion, who finally raises himself off his throne and charges me. He covers the 10 meter in a matter of a second. Damn this motherfucker is fast. He performs an overhead strike with his sword. I block with my shield and with loud crack my shield cracks right down the middle. God damn this motherfucker is strong as hell to I think to myself as we circle each other. With my spear I go to swipe is leg much like the first warrior I faced. The champion blocks with his shield, and counters with slash to my spear side. I once again block with my shield, it holds up but is definitely starting to break. We continue to circle each other after that exchange. I try to think of ways to go about this fight when I get an idea. With my spear I flick up dirt at the champion creating a dust cloud. I use this as distraction as I quickly move to his left flank and thrust with my spear. It connects with his shield shoulder. I was aiming for the chest but he leaned his body avoiding a fatal blow. He seems enraged by this. Unexpectedly he rushes me and barrels into me with his shield my spear flys out of my hand. With both of us on the ground the champion gets me in a full mount and tries to strike me with sword. As he is coming down with his sword, I buck my hips launching the goblin off me. I quickly draw my sword end run him through will he still on the ground. He screams and draws his last breath. ¡°Damn that was the hardest battle I¡¯ve fought in years, he almost got my ass¡±. I say at loud to myself. I receive another message. I check my status screen. [ You have leveled up x5, +15 stat points, +5 Strength, Agility, Dexterity] [ Name: Romulus Level: 14 (89% towards next lvl) Class: Master at Arms (unique) Stat points: 15 (+3 every lvl, class bonus +1 Strength, Agility, Dexterity every lvl) Constitution: 20 Strength: 25 Agility: 30 Dexterity: 30 Intelligence: 5 Wisdom: 6 Skills: Spear Mastery (Grandmaster), Shield Mastery (Grandmaster), Sword Mastery (Master), Dagger Mastery (Advanced), Throwing Mastery (Advanced) ] With my automatic increase in strength, agility, and dexterity . I think I¡¯m going to dump 10 points into constitution and 5 into strength to give me an even 30 across the board. While I¡¯m thinking about my stats I get a other message [Congratulations you have cleared a rank D dungeon solo, rewards have been increased for your efforts ] After that message all the bodies dissipate into nothing and a chest appears on the throne of were the champion sat. The chest has a blue light coming out of it. I guess these are the great rewards that the message told me about. I walk over to the chest and open it and I once again get another message. [ Rewards: (Steel Alloy Shield (rare): A shield made of a steel alloy, +5 constitution +5 strength lvl 25 required) (Goblins Bane (uncommon): Dagger with a wicked curve, deals extra damage to goblins and orcs, +2 agility, +2 dexterity, lvl 20 required) (75 gold pieces, 1 finely crafted emerald) ] After seeing the rewards I¡¯m not disappointed to much. I got a shield to replace my broken one and a better dagger than the one I currently use. And I got some gold and an emerald. I¡¯m not sure how much 75 good or the emerald will get me but it looks like it would be a decent amount. I leave my broken shield and place my old dagger, and my coins and gem in my inventory, which I found out about when I was fucking around with my status screen. I leave through the door behind the throne and brings back right back the mouth of the cave. I believe there is some magic at work for that to happen. I finally decide to enter the forest about a kilometer deep and make camp for the night. I finally adjust my stats that I forgot about in the dungeon before I rack out. [ Name: Romulus Level: 14 (89% towards next lvl) Class: Master at Arms (unique) Stat points: 0 (+3 every lvl, class bonus +1 Strength, Agility, Dexterity every lvl) Constitution: 30 (35) Strength: 30 (35) Agility: 30 (32) Dexterity: 30 (32) Intelligence: 5 Wisdom: 6 Skills: Spear Mastery (Grandmaster), Shield Mastery (Grandmaster), Sword Mastery (Master), Dagger Mastery (Advanced), Throwing Mastery (Advanced) ] I wake up the next day and with the two suns just beginning to edge over the horizon. I grab my things and head back to the road where I continue my journey. After about three or four hours of walking I finally see some signs of civilization, I see smoke a little the ways up. I begin to see more wear and tear in the road from horses and carriages. After another 20 minutes or so I finally see the source of the smoke, medium sized town situated at the top of a small hill, farm lands surround the town on all sides, with multiple roads going into the town. As I¡¯m passing one of these farm lands I see an older gentleman smoking a pipe on his front porch. I walk up to the man intended to ask him questions as the where the fuck I am. ¡°Excuse me sir, do mind if I ask you some questions?¡±. I ask the man, he raises his head to get a good look at me. ¡°I don¡¯t mind what do wanna know¡±. The older man replies to me. ¡°This mind sound like a stupid question, but where am I?¡±. I ask man hoping for the answers I have been seeking for the past day. ¡°Well this here be my farm land¡±. He tells me, I mentally face palm myself, well no fucking duh, I was just about to ask what the town was called when he speaks up again. ¡°I¡¯m just playin wit ya, the town up on the hill there is called Warwick, you¡¯re in the Kingdom of Tiller on the continent of Delmar. And since you¡¯re asking a question like that, you either knocked your head real good or yer one of them new summons¡±. He tells me taking a few puffs from his pipe making smoke rings. ¡°What makes you think I¡¯m one of the new summons?¡±. I ask him politely. ¡°Every 10 years or so thousands of people are summoned to this world randomly, been happening that way for as long as anyone can remember. Most people nowadays are descendants of summoned ones or are summoned themselves¡±. He tells me while still puffing on his pipe. ¡°That¡¯s pretty interesting, is there anyway to get back to my old world?¡±. I ask the man. ¡°Not that know of, so far I don¡¯t know of anyone has managed to return to their old world¡±. He tells me with an indifferent look in his face looking out to the road watching the people go about their business. ¡°Well do you know anything about these messages I keep receiving my vision¡±. I ask him hoping to get more information on these strange messages and system that seems to let me get stronger by just killing things. ¡°Yeah that¡¯s what we call your status screen, shows ya your physical abilities and all that good stuff. When your summoned into this world, you are given a class based on what you did in your other world. If you were a merchant in your old world, when ya get summoned you get a class that his related to being a merchant¡±. He tells me with the same look on his face. ¡°And seeing ya in armor with weapons and such, I¡¯m assuming you were some type of soldier, so ya probably received a class along those lines. You can always change to a different class if you find someone to train ya or you do something else. You could also just receive that class as your second one¡±. After he tells me things it clears up some questions I had then he continues ¡°Your stats & skills also reflect how ya were in your previous world, most people fart off with 3 or 4 in most categories¡±. He tells me with a mater of the fact look. I also think to myself, damn I¡¯m good for having almost 10 in every stat. I decide to keep my stats and my class to myself and head into town to find out what kind of job I can take up. Maybe be a merc or something like that again. I thank you and good bye to the old man and follow the road towards the town. I¡¯m getting some strange looks form some passerby¡¯s, I assume it is because of my armor and weapons. Although there is an inventory I will leave myself without my weapons, I would just feel naked without them. Once I reach the gate and try to walk through I hear a guard call out to me ¡°Hey! You with the armor and shield!¡±. I turn to him and walk over to him, best not start trouble and have to kill the poor sod. ¡°What can I do for you¡±. I ask the guard, he replies ¡°What business do you have it town¡±. I don¡¯t know if I should tell him that I¡¯m a new summon or just tell him I¡¯m looking for work. I decide to tell him the latter. ¡°I¡¯m looking for some work with some mercenaries or something along those lines¡±. I tell the guard trying my hardest to be as polite as I can. I¡¯m already annoyed that I got randomly summoned to this world, and now this cunt wants to stop me in the middle of the road just to ask what the hell I¡¯m here for. ¡°There ain¡¯t no mercenaries around here but you could check out the Adventurer Guild if you are looking to go dungeon diving¡±. He tells me while looking me up and down. I think of a reply and was gonna ask what it was, when decide that I shouldn¡¯t let everyone know I¡¯m a summon even if this man already suspects me. He¡¯s pretty dim witted so I think I¡¯m fine. ¡°Could you give me some directions to the guild then please?¡±. I ask the guard. I¡¯ll check out this adventurers guild see what they have to offer, if I don¡¯t like it look for something else that simple. ¡°Yeah, you take the main road here for about 5 minutes and on your left you¡¯ll see a big stone building that has two swords crossing each other as their sign¡±. I thank the man and make my way down the road towards the guild. The guild comes into my view, it¡¯s four stories high made of red brick. The entrance is a large double door made of wood with a gold colored trim. There is a lot of people going to and fro though the large doors. It¡¯s much bigger than any of the other buildings in the immediate area. Right across the guild is a inn named The Weary Traveler. It¡¯s the only building nearly as big as the guild being three floors. Although it¡¯s only one floor shorter the guild is much wider taking up three or four plots of land. I decide that it¡¯s time to go I see what this place is about. When I walk in I see a desk with two people working at it answering questions to the people who approach the desk. One female and one male, the female is tall, maybe 5¡±11, short cropped blonde hair with green eyes. She seems to be pretty fit. In my opinion she probably swings the other way. The male is shorter than her, by an inch or two. He has short brown hair and brown eyes, he also seems like he has seen a few battles. He has a scar running diagonal on his left cheek.Unauthorized duplication: this tale has been taken without consent. Report sightings. I decide to wait in line and get some answers the way everyone else is. After about ten minutes it¡¯s finally my turn. I went into the guys line because it was much shorter, what a bunch of horn dogs these people are. Once I reach the desk the man says ¡°What can I help you with¡±.He seems like a jolly guy, big smile on his face, which makes him look even uglier when his scar scrunches up. ¡°Yeah, I just wanna know what exactly the adventurers guild does?¡±. I ask the man. ¡°Ah, you¡¯re a new summon are ya¡±. The man ask laughing loudly drawing some glances from people around going about their business. ¡°What made it so obvious?¡±. I ask with fake surprise on my face. ¡°Because everyone who has been here for more then a month or two knows who and what the adventurer guild is and does¡±. He says with look on his face that says he is proud of his grand deduction skill. He continues ¡°To answer your question, the guild takes requests from people who put up a reward for the completion of said request. It is also a place where most dungeon divers gather to get other people to join them on dungeon raids and sell the rewards they get to the guild¡±. ¡°Why don¡¯t people just take on these dungeons themselves?¡±. I ask thinking back on how easy it was to massacre my way through that rank D dungeon, sure the last goblin almost got me but then again any good battle someone almost got you. The man looks at me with a sideways look on his face. ¡°Since you are new I understand your reasoning, but dungeons usually require at least three or four people working together to get though them, even F ranked dungeons. The level of the monsters may be lower, but their raw stats are much higher and they also have innate skills that they have at their disposal¡±. I don¡¯t know if I should tell him that I cut through a D ranked dungeon like it was butter, you know what fuck it I don¡¯t care anymore. ¡°You sure because I already cleared a D ranked dungeon by myself¡±. I say looking him right it the eyes. The man looks at me a few seconds then starts laughing hysterically. This draws the stares of almost everyone in the room. ¡°What¡¯s so funny?¡±. I ask looking at this retard lose his shit over what I told him. While still laughing he turns to the female behind the desk looking at him weird ¡°Gwen, this guy is a new summon and just said he cleared a D ranked dungeon by himself¡±. He says this while still laughing. After he says that everyone looks at me and starts to laugh just like the retard. After about two or so minutes the laughing starts to die down. ¡°What¡¯s so funny about clearing a rank D dungeon by myself¡±. I ask, I¡¯m starting to get annoyed at all these twats. The female named Gwen looks at me still laughing a little, ¡°Your a new summon and clearing a rank D dungeon with a group would require each to be around level 15, and that¡¯s with three or four people¡±. She says while wiping tears away from her eyes. ¡°Really, you guys must be incredibly weak to have to level 15 to clear a rank D and that¡¯s being solo¡±. I declare with a disgusted looks on my face. I¡¯m snickering to myself on the inside as I see everyone¡¯s face turn serious, I love being the bad guy. But then again these twats asked for it, laughing at me like that. I¡¯m an arrogant fuck I don¡¯t take shit like that lightly. A younger looking man in full plate armor stands up from his table. ¡°And who are you to think, key word think you can take on a rank dungeon by yourself¡±. He asks with a frown on his face. ¡° Sit down pretty boy, I can already tell I¡¯d wipe the floor with you¡±. I tell him waving him off like he was nothing. He really didn¡¯t seem to like that. Now the reason I¡¯m acting like an asshole is because, one it will get them to believe in my skills as a fighter, and two no one will be want to try and get all buddy-buddy with me. Two birds with one stone. The man in full plate armor, with long blonde hair and blue eyes throws down his gauntlet and declares ¡°I challenge you to a duel!!¡±. I look at him with a massive smile on my face and say ¡°Accepted¡±. The crowd of people erupt into yells and fist pumping. ¡°As the challenged, you have the right to choose any type of rules you want to set forth¡±. The man tells me. ¡°Anything goes¡±. I say with the utmost confidence. Everyone starts to walk out the back and I follow then we come across a large training room. ¡°There is no killing, winning is determined is the other is unable to fight or surrenders¡±. The man from the desk earlier declares, he seems like he gonna be the referee. The blonde man wear full plate armor, and wields a large two handed sword. ¡°Put him in the dirt¡±. ¡°Fuck him up Orion¡±. ¡°Show that punk who¡¯s boss¡±. A bunch of people that circle up around us started to scream. I¡¯m using my mithril spear, my alloy shield, I also have my sword and dagger, but I don¡¯t plan on using them at all. The man with the scar gets between us and says ¡°Fight!!¡±. I place my spear on the crescent of my shield, which I¡¯m surprised that it has one, not many shields utilize it. The pretty boy readies himself with his sword in front. In a flash I appear to his side and thrust my spear at his neck and stop an inch away and declare ¡°Dead¡±. I back away and ready myself once again That sure quieted everyone down, they all have crazy looks on their face, ranging from disbelief to surprise. The pretty boy is mad now and charges me and tries to do an overhead strike with his sword. I leg sweep him and thrust my spear at his eyeball, this time stopping just before I hit it. ¡°Dead, that¡¯s twice in a matter of seconds¡±, I say with smile on my face. He quickly gets up and once rushes me in anger, this time I let him strike my shield. He¡¯s swinging madly left, right, overhead. I¡¯m impressed with his stamina to be honest. I decide enough is enough and deflect a strike to the side with my shield, and when he is off balanced I swing my shield at his head, controlled so I don¡¯t kill the poor man. I connect with a load thud. He crumples to the ground, sounding like tin cans as he falls. I put my spear to his neck again and declare. ¡°Dead, that makes three¡±. Then I get a message. [ You have leveled up x2 ] Damn I guess beating people in duels counts towards leveling up. He must have been pretty high leveled for me to level up twice from his sorry ass. I look around the room and see everyone staring at me like I have two heads. ¡°What never seen anyone who actually know how to fight¡± I say to crowd with my arms out taunting them. ¡°If anyone else wants to fight I¡¯ll gladly accept the fight¡±. ¡°Well you just beat the highest level fighter here right now¡± the man from the front desk tells me with his mouth still wide open. ¡°If don¡¯t mind could you please tell us your level¡±. I look at my status screen quick [ Name: Romulus Level: 16 (57% towards next lvl) Class: Master at Arms (unique) Stat points: 6 (+3 every lvl, class bonus +1 Strength, Agility, Dexterity every lvl) Constitution: 30 (35) Strength: 32 (37) Agility: 32 (34) Dexterity: 32 (34) Intelligence: 5 Wisdom: 6 Skills: Spear Mastery (Grandmaster), Shield Mastery (Grandmaster), Sword Mastery (Master), Dagger Mastery (Advanced), Throwing Mastery (Advanced) ] ¡°I just leveled up twice so that puts me at level 16¡± I say looking at my status for confirmation. ¡°Le-Le-Level 16!!!¡± He screams with his hands on his head. ¡°How the fuck did a level 14 beat the shit out of a level 50!!!¡± The man exclaims. ¡°What the hell is your class!!¡± He once again yells out. I think for a minute, I don¡¯t know if I should tell them or not. On one hand I don¡¯t really know how secretive people are with their shit, and I don¡¯t know the consequences for telling people. And on the other hand I really don¡¯t give a shit so I think I¡¯ll tell them anyway. ¡°Well I have a class called Master of Arms, and what I¡¯ve been told is your class is generated by what you did on your previous world¡±. I tell them looking disinterested. ¡°Master of Arms, never heard of it, what rank is it?¡± He asks me. A bunch of people in the crowd are racking their brains trying to figure out if they have heard of it before. ¡°It¡¯s a unique class¡± I tell the peanut gallery. ¡°Unique!! Holy fuck, there is only 3 on the continent with a unique class that I know of¡±. The man exclaims again, looking more surprised. Any more surprises and I think the man will just keel over. I walk over to the pretty boy I knocked out and slap him a few times to wake him up. His eyes open slowly and it seems like he is confused on how he ended up on the ground with a massive headache. I offer my hand to him and say ¡°You are pretty decent for one as young as yourself¡±. He reluctantly takes my hand and asks ¡°How are you this strong when you were just summoned¡±. ¡°Simple I was this skilled on my previous world¡± I tell him helping him off the ground. ¡°You seem like a decent swordsman, what¡¯s your mastery?¡± I ask him trying out get a good idea of the level of skill in this world. I don¡¯t even know why I hold people to my standards, I was trained from birth but it doesn¡¯t hurt to ask. ¡°I¡¯m intermediate rank, why do you ask?¡± He tells me checking range of motion on his neck with a pained look. ¡°So low while being level 50¡± I ask with actually shock, am I just that good or are people just trash. ¡°L-l-l-low, most people are still at novice rank at this level¡± he tells me ¡°Novice, holy shit you guys suck with weapons¡± I say laughing hysterically like they did to me. A little payback never hurt anyone, ok maybe poor pretty boy here but he deserves it. ¡°I was level 1 being a Grandmaster with spear and shield¡± I say while still laughing at them. When I say that everyone got quite again. ¡°Grandmaster!! god damn, thought I¡¯ve seen it all, holy shit I¡¯m gonna have a heart attack¡± the scarred man says while using the wall as a support. Everyone is just as shocked as them. ¡°Why you guys all surprised, you just saw me kick this dudes shit in at level 14, well 16 now but still¡± I say to all of them. ¡°I started that D rank dungeon when I was only level 1¡±. ¡°So you actually did clear that dungeon by yourself?¡± Someone from the crowd calls out. ¡°Yes why would I lie about that it I can¡¯t back it up, and I just backed it up, I also indulged all of you with my class and mastery ranks so maybe you should start believing in me more¡±. I tell them while walking out of the room. I plan on going across the street to The Weary Traveler and come back tomorrow when things have quieted down a bit. The price for a night at the inn was 5 silvers a night. The way currency works in this world is 20 coppers is 1 silver and 20 silvers is 1 gold. Since I only have gold I pay for four nights, bringing my total down to 74 gold. I also still have that emerald, I¡¯ll check with the guild I tomorrow to see how much I can get for that. Once I do that I¡¯ll go around the town and shop for some weapons and armor. I need a new spear, sword and some new half plate. I get up to my room, lock the door and jump right on the bed and pass out. It¡¯s been weird and tiring few days. I wake up right around sunrise and head downstairs for breakfast, after breakfast I make my way over to the guild. I walk through the doors and head straight to the desk. Not a lot of people here today I think to myself. ¡°Ah mister Grandmaster¡± the same scarred guy from yesterday says when I reach the desk. ¡°We never did catch your name yesterday¡±. He says with a smile on his face. ¡°My name is Romulus, or Rome I you want¡±. I tell the man. ¡°Now how do I sign up to be an adventurer or whatever you call it¡± I say. ¡°Well Mr. Romulus, we have some papers for you to read over and sign, basically saying that we are not liable for anything that happens to you, and that we get first rights to anything you wish to sell that you obtain from a dungeon¡± he tells while grabbing some papers from a drawer in the desk. ¡°There is also a sign up fee of 5 gold, if you do not have money we will instead be given rights to an one item you obtain from your first dungeon dive with us¡± he tells me matter of factly. ¡°Also I should warn you that as a branch of the main guild that operates in almost every country on the continent, you are not authorized to participate in any wars while a part of the guild, that is also on the contract in greater detail¡± he says laying out the papers and grabbing a pen. ¡°That won¡¯t be a problem, I also have the money right here¡±. I pull the 5 gold from my inventory and hand it to the man while I start signing the papers. ¡°I also have this I wish to sell to the guild¡± I say as I finish signing the papers and pull out the emerald I received. ¡°Ooooh, got yourself a finely crafted emerald¡± he says as I give it to him for him to inspect. ¡°These bad boys are used for jewelry enchantments, and with it being finely crafted it will able to hold a Intermediate or Advanced enchantment¡± he tells me while still inspecting the gem. ¡°Something like this we can give you around 300 gold¡± he tells me putting the hem down and looking at me. ¡°300 gold it is then, I don¡¯t need it and I don¡¯t really care about money to much right now¡± I tell him. He takes the gem and goes into a door on the other side of the desk. After about three minutes he emerges with a bag of gold. ¡°Is there really 300 gold in that small bag¡± I ask looking skeptical, but then ago I have an inventory that stores things god knows where. ¡°The bag is enchanted to reduce the weight and size of itself, not really to useful with the inventory and everything but it¡¯s good for transactions such as this¡±. He says while handing me the bag. I put it in my inventory. ¡°So where is the nearest blacksmith?¡± I ask the man, which I still don¡¯t know the name of and don¡¯t really care to ask, I¡¯ll just call him scar face in my head. ¡°When you exit the guild take a left and then take the first right you come across go down a couple of minutes and you will find Smith¡¯s Smithy on the right. Yeah weird name but he¡¯s one of the best blacksmiths in the country, he¡¯s at the advanced level in smithing¡± he tells me with a bright smile on his face. I thank the man and head out the door and begin walking down the road. I don¡¯t really notice yesterday but the medium town doesn¡¯t smell like one would think. It doesn¡¯t smell like and shit, it actually smells kind of citrusy, kinda a fruity but hey what ever floats your boat. All the buildings are mostly made of solid wood and occasionally the token brick building. People are walking or riding a horse going about their business. I arrive at my destination and walk right into the smithy. I hear the banging of a hammer striking an anvil. The clattering or weapons and armor being struck. It¡¯s a surreal sound reminds me of watching my uncle do this sort of thing when I was younger. ¡°What can I do for you?¡± A little boy maybe the age of 9 or 10 asks. ¡°I came here looking to get new gear for myself¡± I tell the young boy who I believe is probably the smiths son. ¡°Come right this way then, your free to inspect the items as you please and test them out, you break em you buy em, you run away with anything and will be paralyzed because the weapons have an enchantment on them that if you leave the building without paying and having it removed it will shock you¡±. He tells while leading me into a large room that has every weapon I can imagine and some that I can¡¯t imagine. It ranges from small daggers to massive halberds on the right side, and on the left side is armor of any kind. The armor is more for show as they would need to get me fitted and customized for my armor. Which I wouldn¡¯t mind, my armor may not give me any added benefits but it still does it¡¯s job. I think to myself, since my class says I start at intermediate with every weapon, maybe I should get something I haven¡¯t used as often as my current weapons. I¡¯ve used almost every weapon under the sun, well two suns. I walk down the line of weapons and set my eyes on a longsword that has a slight blue ting to it, with leather bound hilt and and guard that curves upward slightly at the end. I go up to it and inspect it [ Mithril Longsword: A finely crafted longsword made of mithril (+6 Strength, +3 Agility) lvl 30 restriction ] Ah nice so they do have Mithril in this world, but there is probably something better than that around. I continue to look at the weapons, I finally decide to get a spear first then look at another weapon then check the prices of the armor. I stop on a spear that has a black shaft and a what looks to be a steel tip. [ Scorched Earth Spear: A spear with a shaft crafted from a a Scorched Earth tree, with a finely crafted steel alloy tip (+6 Dexterity, +6 Intelligence) Has a 50% change to deal fire damage to target, lvl 40 required ] I give it a good whistle and pick up the spear. It feels extremely light, like I was holding air. I give it a few good thrusts and decide that¡¯s it¡¯s what I want. I ask the boy, ¡°How much for this spear?¡±. ¡°That spear is 120 gold, the fire enchantment bumps the price up a bit¡± he tells me with a nod. ¡°I¡¯ll take it¡± I say as I give him the money and and the spear, he removes the anti theft enchantment and hands it back to me. I place it in my inventory as I plan to still look around. I decide on a pole-arm to look at next. I had a great deal of experience with them but not as I would have liked, plus they are really fun to use. I look at them when I see one that I like and I inspect it. [ Forsaken: A medium sized Partisan with a solid wood shaft and a Obsidian head (+10 Strength, +7 Constitution) unable to use weapon skills when wielding this weapon, lvl 45 restriction ] This is perfect I think to myself, I can¡¯t use weapon skills anyway and it gives me insane stat boosts. ¡°How much for this one¡± I ask the boy. ¡°Oh that one, around 50 gold, even-though it gives great stat boosts you can¡¯t use weapon skills and who wants that¡±. ¡°I take this one as well¡± I say as I hand him the partisan and the gold. He does his thing and hands the weapon back to me which I instantly put in my inventory. I now have 204 gold left and decide to ask how much some armor would be. ¡°Now how much would some half plate armor cost?¡± I ask the boy. It feels weird asking the little boy this, but seems like he knows what he is doing. ¡°Depends on what it¡¯s made of, but let¡¯s say Mithril which I saw you eying at earlier, with a chest piece, vambraces, and shin guards with the rest being leather it would run you 300 gold¡± he says after calculating the price in his head. ¡°300 huh, would that be all up front or upon completion?¡± I ask him curiously. ¡°It is half up front and half upon completion, the half up front is for the raw materials, and other is half is the profit¡±. He says ¡°I¡¯ll do that, the Mithril please¡± I tell the boy and hand him 150 gold leaving me with 54 gold. He takes the gold and leaves and comes back with some tape for measurements. After he is done he writes the down and takes it into the smithy. He comes back after a little bit. ¡°The armor will be ready for you in three days. Just come back with the rest of the payment and you will receive your armor¡±. He tells me while writing some stuff down on some paper. I thank the boy and head out. I really wanna test out my new pole arm, I summon it from my inventory and receive a message. [You have reached mastery rank Advanced with Pole-Arms] Damn I though for sure I would be master but whatever that¡¯s my humble opinion. After receiving the message I suddenly remember that I have not used my stat points from that duel. I decide to put 4 into Dexterity and 2 into Agility. Dexterity is quickly becoming my favorite as it allows me to strike opponents more accurately. The extra stats are looking good coming from Forsaken and Goblins Bane. Class: Master at Arms (unique) Stat points: 0 (+3 every lvl, class bonus +1 Strength, Agility, Dexterity every lvl) Constitution: 30 (37) Strength: 32 (42) Agility: 34 (36) Dexterity: 36 (38) Intelligence: 5 Wisdom: 6 Skills: Spear Mastery (Grandmaster), Shield Mastery (Grandmaster), Sword Mastery (Master), Dagger Mastery (Advanced), Throwing Mastery (Advanced), Pole-Arm Mastery (Advanced) ] I head back down the road and back to the guild to find out about dungeons in the surrounding area. I¡¯m ready to fuck some shit up.