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"Yo, the old geezer, I hope you ordered a toast for me?" From the moment Kasel had crossed the entrance doors of the tavern [Green], he sarcastically shouted these words in the crowd.
The Green tavern is managed by a muscular woman with dark blue hair with a fierce appearance, she was about 180cm tall, everyone was afraid of her flammable character and generally drank without causing any problem. Her name was Mama Dunb, a former warrior-class adventurer; she was also the owner.
The tavern itself was ten square meters long and was of a fanciful style with a mini bar to serve those who just wanted to have a quick drink. The chairs, tables, and serving utensils were all made of wood.
"Low your voice, little moppet. Do you want Mama Tigress to put you outside or what?!" Harold joyfully raised his wooden beer mug by shouting even louder than Kasel.
-BAM!
"Old drunk, who do you call a tiger?!" A dull noise resounded in the tavern with Mama's fist making another hole in her minibar.
"Kahaha, Harold, you have even more debt in your slate." Another NPC burst out laughing when he saw the Tigress smashing the minibar. The rule was simple for this old lady, no matter what damage she does in her tavern, it will be recorded on the slate of the person who created the disorder. A notable rule.
"Tsk, I'm not at fault, it's because of this little snot!" Harold tried to defend himself pathetically by accusing Kasel.
"Guilty? Who called Grandmother Mama de Tigress?! Obviously, it's you. Don't meddle me in your stories. I agree to pay you a drink because of betting, but the problems you will cause to this fierce Grandmother Mama, you will be the only one to correct your nonsense, old fox!" Kasel, who was trying to defend himself, set fire to the powder. Apart from him, no one knew if he was an idiot or a person who consciously provokes Mama.
"kid badly raised. I changed my mind, You will pay for the damage in place of Harold!" Mama thundered with anger behind the bar. Calling her grandmother was part of the taboos, and Kasel knew it!
"What? It's just...
"Not but!"
"Kaka, you are always fooled by this old Harold, kid. Hanging out with him is a curse of the goddess."
One by one the other NPCs made fun of Kasel in a teasing tone. The barrier that existed between the NPCs and the players had no place between Kasel and the other NPCs.
'I guess it's time to move up a gear.' He whispered these words with a confident smile.
Subsequently, he snatched the Battle of Harold and took a wooden spoon from the table.
*Cling-Cling-Cling... *
When a familiar sound resounded in the tavern, everyone was silent and listened to the announcement he wanted to make.
"Tonight, eat like pigs, drink until you faint; and if you even want, destroy Mama Tigress' tavern! This is my first and last tour!" He shouted these words with a Machiavellian smile.
"Hah~ this kid is the best! Mom, I want One barrel on my table!"
"Ten roast pork dishes for me!"
"A Vengir soup accompanied by your best drinks, Mama Tigresse!"
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"Haha~ I who thought your Wallet cursed me? It seems that I have been lenient so far. Old grandmother, I want ten barrels of grape drink (Alcohol)!" Harold's euphoric voice was the last to resonate in the tavern.
"Kid, are you sure you have enough coins to let these pigs show their natures? I still remember this noble old man who did the same thing a month ago. But in the end, these pigs ate all his savings." Mama asked Kasel with a frown.
"Haha~, that's not a problem. My luck was good tonight; So I'll leave you 100γ! Let them swallow until this money runs out." Kasel grumbled with confidence by launching a purse to Mama.
"!!!" The whole tavern fell into a dull silence when he saw the sum that Kasel had just gone out with nonchalance. But Avery was making grimaces when she saw her (money) wasted like this!
"Do you remember, Harold? My father was a merchant. I inherited family patrimony when he died. And it turns out that today is the first anniversary of his death. I intend to honor his soul by doing the same thing he did from time to time."
"..." The atmosphere became a little bleak when they heard the sad story of Kasel, (mounted from scratch).
"Don't worry about these things, what he liked above all was the joyful atmosphere; So drinks without worrying about his death, I am sure his soul will rest in peace When he has seen you drinking like pigs!" He continued chasing the strange atmosphere that was beginning to reign in the tavern.
"Hmm, I guess it's understandable. Your father must be a good man. May his soul rest in peace."
"Kahahaha~ I'm sure he will be proud of you in paradise."
While the NPCs praised and prayed, Kasel breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the new notification in front of him.
Your affinity with NPCs has reached the maximum. You have fulfilled the conditions for a class of your choice. |
1point of authority is acquired. |
[AUT: 2]
Thanks to these points of authority, you will be able to choose a class categorized to your choice.|
'Finally, everything is ready now. It's time to move on to serious things and increase my level," he said to himself with his brightest smile.
"I have another announcement to make, tonight is my last night in this village, and I intend to continue my trip to the next city. This tour and also a starting gift for you. If the goddess of destiny so wishes, I would be back in this village one day." He nailed his speech with these words.
"WHAT?!!!!"
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"I can't believe you wasted my money feeding strangers!" Avery was still sulking behind Kasel who helped Harold (drunk) to go to his guard post.
"Sigh, My dear princess, you said it yourself, didn't you? Money is my pay, it is no longer yours. It's only 100γ, stop breaking my ears with your unnecessary complaints. You have already filled your share of the market, so let me take care of the rest. Ugh, hey crazy old man, if you vomit on me, I swear you're going to spend the night outside."
"*Hick~*, don't worry, this old man is a royal knight. My simple presence on the battlefield makes enemies tremble. Spending a night outside is only a healthy walk for me." Harold replied to these words while his alcoholic breath made Kasel dizzy.
"Harold, can I talk to you in private? I know that with your current level, you can cancel the effects of alcohol without any problem." His expression suddenly became solemn when he made this request to Harold.
"Hick~, very well, give me three seconds." Harold did not ask questions or be suspicious of Kasel. A white aura rose around his body while he used his purification skill.
After two seconds, his eyes regained their healthy bursts. "I'm listening to you, kid." He says in a clear and clear tone.
Kasel nodded with satisfaction. "Harold, a former knight of the emperor, as your disciple, I have a selfish request to submit to you. Would you like to listen to it?"
He looked at Avery who immediately understood the meaning of his gaze. She moved away from them by leaving them among them.
"Hmm, this is your first time asking me something. Very well, if it does not go against my knighthood principles and it is in my powers; I will honor your request." He tapped Kasel's shoulder with an immaculate smile, showing his rows of white teeth.
Nod
"Can I get a license from your part as a royal knight to give me the right to practice the profession of trader?" Kasel asked.
Hearing his request, Harold unconsciously put his hand under his chin while he was thinking.
"Why not ask the village chief for this task? He is also a nobleman with high status, you must know it, right? View that you have discovered my identity."
"I know, he is the ancient legitimate crown prince of the kingdom of the sun. But what I want is not the status, but a reward from my mentor." He says with a sigh.
His eyes wavered with emotion when he heard Kasel's reasons. "Very well, come to my house, I'll give you my starting gift." The two changed their route and instead of driving Harold to his guard post, the two headed in the opposite direction.
'In reality, being appointed a trader by a holy knight with good skills allows me to save more time and effort. But what I want more than anything, are the gifts that come with his certificate!' He said, following Harold in silence throughout the journey while Avery followed them behind with curious eyes.
The journey was not long, Harold's house was just ten blocks away from Mama's tavern.
*Unlock. *
"You can go inside, but your female has to wait outside." Harold's voice resounded in front of him before entering the small house with a common medieval appearance without looking behind him.
'I'm not his female!' Avery wanted to shout these words out loud but, she didn't finally do it. She didn't want to take the risk of angering this perverse NPC.
Kasel just nodded to Avery before joining Harold in the house. The interior had nothing out of the ordinary, a small living room with a wooden chair and table, a kitchen that had no utensils, and a staircase that led to the floor where the bedroom and toilet were probably located.
"Put yourself at ease where you want. I'm going to bring the documents and my stamp from the floor." He proposed while climbing the staircase that made slight crackling noises as if he were going to collapse the next second under Harold's weight.
Kasel who saw a chair in front of him did not sit on the chair, instead, he sat on the floor with his legs crossed and wisely waited for Harold.
After a minute, Kasel saw Harold go down the stairs with a small briefcase in his hand.
Harold had a thin smile on his lips when he saw Kasel reserve the only chair for him. Both had nice to sympathize with like friends, but, Kasel had never exceeded the limits and always reserved Harold, the place of a mentor when the situation required it.
Without placing a word, Harold sat on the chair and placed the briefcase on the old table, and opened it while taking out an animal skin parchment that was with an anchorless feather.
"Do you know that you have good potential as a warrior? Why do you want to be a merchant? If you wish, I can give you a letter of recommendation that you can submit to the current Royal Guard that will allow you to register on the Knight Academy." He looked at Kasel with his green eyes that seemed to carry in them, years of experience on the battlefields.
You have acquired the appreciation of the hidden hero, the holy knight who withdrew after the death of his lord and offers you to continue your learning in the most prestigious academy of the blessed kingdom of the goddess. |
S-class Quest: Heroic|
"Thank you for your trust, but I'm here to follow the path my father had followed. This is my father's will, and I want to make him proud of myself by becoming the most recognized trader in the world." He gave this wacky answer but with his solemn expression.
Hearing his motivations, Harold nodded with a sigh to see his most brilliant disciple spoil his talent. But he did not judge him or ask for more; then, He began to write on the parchment with the magic pen in silence.
Quest refused. |
As for Kasel, he was not disturbed by the notifications that appeared in front of him, his goal was one step away from being reached. He did not want to waste all his efforts on a banal heroic class. He already has the mythical quest box that he had not yet opened.
After a minute of writing, Harold took his heroic knight stamp in his briefcase and pressed it on the parchment above his signature.
"All you have to do is put your blood on the parchment for it to be official. But are you sure you are a trader? This is your last chance to change your mind, once you have signed this document with your blood, you will no longer be able to change classes." He asked once again.
"Yes, I have to!" Kasel nodded his affirming head by pricking the tip of his index finger with the pointed needle that was on the table.
From the moment Harold nodded...
common class Quest with immediate effect. |
By signing the document with your blood, you will have the trader class: a common class that can only be assigned to NPCs. |
But thanks to your skill (NPC) you can choose this class (Non-combatants). |
Do you want to choose the class and become a trader? |
"[Yes]!" He said with a euphoric smile by placing his imprint on the parchment.
Congratulations, player [Cursed], you have acquired your class: Trader. |
'Hm? Am I wrong? Why did it become like that?'
As he became agitated, the parchment began to act strangely shining with a dazzling golden glow as it floated on its own.
-Instantly...
All conditions are met for the creation of a new class. |
Reconfiguration of data... |
Verification of points of authority... |
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The new single category class has just been created. |
Your prowess will be known to everyone and your name will be recorded on the heroic stele of the ancient Argatte. |
New global announcement... |
[[The new progressive class has just been created and is assigned to IRREGULIER!]] |
The Hawker class has just been assigned to you. |
Class rank: common [Progressive]. |
Earn evolution points to make your class evolve to a heroic, mythical,... |
You have climbed three levels. |
The effects of your class will influence your statistics and rewards after each level rise; as a result, the XP required for the level rise will be modified to balance the balance. |
'Only three levels?'
You have unlocked the skills related to your class. |
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