Ding!
[You have entered the Trial house no. 001 on the first floor]
It seemed they had given it the first number since the Trial house was located in Freljord, the Capital city of the first floor where the majority of activities of guilds and climbers are concentrated.
Michel who entered the Trial house looked at the massive skyscraper in front of him and eventually made his way inside.
Many of the Climbers were going in enthusiastically, they seemed to be new climbers who were excited to take their first-floor challenge. Michel also found a small number of people who were going out of the building with sad and depressed expressions on their faces.
Presumably, they were the ones who failed to clear the first-floor challenge! And their emotions of sorrow were justified as those who failed to clear even the first floor were considered nothing but trash in the Tower.
Failing to clear the first floor means that they would never be accepted to any guild or organization, unless they have some kind of talent in other professions like blacksmithing, alchemy, etc.
They would be forever struck in the lowest part of the social and power ladder, and would at most become stepping stones for the guilds, who use them on the first floor for manual jobs.
But all this had got nothing to do with Michel!
Michel followed behind the ones that were entering the Trial house and eventually found his way to the long line where people were waiting to enter a portal of a type.
The executive who was assigned to the Trial house was sitting beside the portal on a chair watching over the ones that were entering the Portal.
The new climbers were asked some questions before being guided to the portal one by one.
Some time passed and it was eventually, Michel's turn to enter the Portal, He was going to enter when he was stopped by the Executive.
"You Name?", He asked with his eyes on a book on which he was noting down something.
"Do I need to provide my name to enter?"
Michel asked quite annoyed as he found it unnecessary. Truth to be told, Kasim had advised him not to unnecessarily gain attention and act as a lowkey for a while since many were on his pursuit. And it would get pretty annoying if someone got the information that he had entered the Tower and is heading towards the second floor.
"You don't need to do so on the following floors but it is indeed necessary here since your name needs to be registered to update the rankings"
The Executive said in an unenthusiastic tone as he thought, 'There would at least one punk like this in a day who questions the Rules'
"Oh! That's good! My name is Nichole D'souza"
Michel effortlessly lied to the Executive thinking that he could walk away without any trouble.
But unlike his thoughts, the executive who was writing down something on a paper from the movement Michel arrived in front of him, stopped for the first time.
He lifted up his head to look at Michel, He was quite old looking maybe in his mid-forties?
after looking at Michel for a second he opened his mouth.
"I would appreciate it if you could speak only the truth, for your information, we the executives have a special privilege to peek at the status of a climber..."
The executive asked that as though he had seen through his lie.
"Tch! why ask when you can see it for yourself?"
Michel said obviously frustrated at the fact that he had been seen through.
"Young man, Seeing one's status without their permission or asking them to show their status is considered highly unrespectful in the Tower since it could potentially endanger the target in question"
Now that was new information for Michel, He didn't know that asking for one to show their status was considered disrespectful!
But if you think logically, it was indeed disrespectful, or rather, it would be like asking the climber to reveal their weakness.
If the one who sees the status of the individual had any bad intentions, then the one who showed his status would be in danger and would be in fear of getting exposed to things that could utilize his weakness against him.
"Fine, My name is Michel"
"I need a full name, Sir"
"Isn't my first name enough for the ranking?", Michel asked still refusing to reveal the name that was attached to the Crazy Necromancer.
"Guess I should peek at your Status anyway", The executive said putting his hand on his eyes!
"Sigh, It's Michel Maran"
He said and since the executive allowed him to pass through! Michel hurriedly entered the portal without any further interaction.
'Sigh, what a pain in the ass, there would be at least one punk like this to make my job harder, anyway, register the name Michel Maran..!!'
He was registering the name when he suddenly realized something.
"Michel MARAN!!!"
The executive shouted loudly looking at the place where Michel was standing a minute ago, but Michel had already gone from there.
Either way, his shout managed to attract the attention of all the climbers inside the Trial house as they all stood looking at him with surprised eyes!
***
(Somewhere in the Tower)
Wearing full black clothing and covered by a dark grey robe stood a man with a deep scar on his face. In front of him sat a man with a wild aura looking at him as if he was expecting something from him.
On a closer look, it could be seen that the man who was wearing a black robe was none other than the friendly Oldman, Kasim.
"The mission was a complete success", He said to the man sitting in front of him.
"We have managed to make him a part of our guild, although only for two and half years"
The man who was listening to his words intently opened his mouth, "Good job, I knew you could do it, Uncle"
The man gleamed in joy saying so. "I thought there would be some complications, but to think everything went well..."
"That's what I thought too, knowing whose grandson he was, but it seemed like living with William out in the wild had tamed the Crazy nature in his blood"
Kasim said still maintaining an emotionless face.
"Now that we have the successor of Crazy Necromancer, proceed with the plan, make sure that he wouldn't get even a slight suspicion of us, give him everything he asks for, and provide him with the inheritance as promised on the 5th floor"
The man said looking into Kasim's eyes,
"Yes, I will make sure to do that"
"Make him trust us blindly somehow and no matter what it costs to do that, spare no expense....because when he unlocks this, we will get something that can't even be measured by wealth"
He said caressing a small white box made of bones, which had a small skull in the place where the keyhole was supposed to be there.
"Yes, sir"
Kasim bowed to him and left the place leaving the man alone with a bone box in his hands.
"Soon, very soon, it will all be mine...hahaha"
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