Under the vast blue sky, a wondrous and mystical forest sprawled before them, its beauty akin to an enchanting painting brought to life. Nestled at the forest's edge, a charming wooden cottage stood proudly, a sanctuary of tranquility amidst nature's symphony. Nearby, a diligent woman tended to her small farm patch, her presence captivating and beguiling.
She stood at a height of 5'8", with cascading black locks twisted loosely, framing her mesmerizing sapphire eyes that were like deep pools of enchantment, drawing you in. A black choker adorned with a shimmering blue crystal embraced her neck like a guardian talisman, complementing the white corset that accentuated her alluring curves and her D-Size ample bosom. With deft hands, she plucked ripe fruits and vegetables from the fertile earth.
On the opposite side of the house, an 18-year-old boy expertly wielded a massive sword, his movements akin to a choreographed dance of steel and determination. His spiky black hair glinted in the sunlight like obsidian, reflecting the flames of his passionate resolve. Intense black eyes, like orbs of determination, gazed fiercely at the horizon. His muscular physique, standing tall at 6'3" and shirtless, exuded strength and determination.
Meanwhile, the woman, after completing her bountiful harvest, made her way into the cozy wooden abode to prepare a meal. Time seemed to pass quickly as she cooked, with thirty minutes elapsing in the blink of an eye, like a fleeting moment of happiness in the grand tapestry of life.
"96!... 97!... 98!... 99!... 100!"
"Chase, breakfast is ready!" she called out, her voice a gentle melody that filled the air.
At the sound of his mother's voice, Chase completed his final sword swing, his heart dancing with excitement like a playful breeze. Filled with joy, he joyfully shouted back, "Coming, Mom!" However, as he grasped the hilt of his sword lying on the ground, he felt a momentary loss of strength. After catching his breath, he resumed his walk towards the house.
Inside, the woman observed Chase's fatigue and helped him settle at a wooden table, her touch like a soothing balm, easing away the weariness. Placing her hand gently on his back, she whispered, "Energy Restore." A soft blue glow emanated from her hand, flowing into Chase's body like a river of revitalizing energy, reinvigorating his tired body like a gentle breeze on a hot day.
"Mom, your energy-restoring magic is always the best after a workout," Chase exclaimed, his words like a warm embrace, grateful for the love and care bestowed upon him.
The woman affectionately patted his head, her touch like a gentle caress of a mother's love. "I know, my dear. You've said it countless times. Now hurry up and eat; you're leaving today," she said, her expression momentarily furrowing with worry before melting into a warm smile, like a cloud passing over the sun and revealing its radiant glow.
Chase's thoughts resonated with anticipation. 'I guess today is the day.'
Chase was not originally from this world. Eighteen years ago, he had met his demise and subsequently reincarnated into this realm. Unfamiliar with its ways, he discovered that it was a world filled with swords and magic. Though he lacked the ability to wield mana, the mystical energy of this world, he had dedicated the past fifteen years to training as a knight. Knights possessed a unique energy called war power, distinct from mana. While many individuals could choose to practice various classes like Mage, Supporter, Healer, and Enchanter, those with war power had fewer options, such as Warrior, Guardian, Swordsman, and the esteemed Knight, like himself.
Chase's mother, Kate, had once revealed her past as a magic enchanter but kept the history of his father a secret.
After finishing their meal and tidying up, Kate instructed Chase to wait outside. With determination in her eyes, she disappeared into a room, leaving Chase standing outdoors.
Moments later, Kate emerged, clutching a small silver ring adorned with mysterious engravings, like a treasure from a forgotten time. Curiosity piqued, Chase inquired, "What's that, Mom?" as he observed the unfamiliar ring in her hand, like a child discovering a hidden treasure.
Taking Chase's left hand, Kate gently slid the ring onto his index finger. "You must never take this off. It's a protective ring to be used in moments of dire danger. It also contains something inside for emergency situations," Kate explained.
"Okay, Mom. Thank you," Chase responded gratefully.
"You already know what to do when you get there," Kate said with seriousness in her tone, gazing up at Chase with a hint of sadness in her eyes.
"I know, Mom," Chase affirmed, nodding his head.
Kate then enveloped Chase in a heartfelt embrace. "I will miss you, Chase," she whispered, tears welling in her eyes. His mother's sadness glimmered in her eyes like a fleeting star.
"I will miss you too, Mom," Chase replied, returning her embrace.
After a few moments, they released each other, and Chase picked up his iron sword before setting off toward the east, away from the forest and his childhood home.
"Bye, Chase! Remember to check up on me when you have the time!" Kate's voice carried through the air as Chase glanced back while walking away, catching a glimpse of his mother waving at him.
"I will, bye, Mom!" Chase shouted, waving back.
Three hours passed, and Chase had walked steadily in a single direction, the sun now at its zenith. Finally, he spotted a colossal blue structure surrounded by a multitude of people carrying swords, wands, and riding horses. Some stood in clusters wearing noble attire, positioned next to a majestic eagle perched nearby, its regal presence like a symbol of power and authority, watching over the noble gathering with keen eyes.
"Who is this peasant?" a noble-looking knight remarked, his voice dripping with arrogance.
"Where did he come from?" another noble-looking mage from a different group questioned, his curiosity piqued.
"Look at his nearly broken sword, he actually thinks he can become a knight," a taunting noble sneered, like a venomous serpent striking at its prey.
"Ha, Ha!" echoed the laughter of the nobles, like a chorus of mocking birds filling the air.
Chase heeded his mother's advice and ignored the nobles' mockery, reminding himself not to succumb to impulsiveness that could potentially endanger his journey, like a knight guarding his emotions in the face of adversity.
"Shut up!" a voice rang out, instantly silencing the nobles. Chase's attention turned towards the source, where he beheld three formidable knights and five black-robed mages surrounding a teenage boy. Standing at 5'11" with long blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, the youth donned exquisite garments and held a sharp, yellow sword, seemingly indifferent to the commotion around him.
'He must be a powerful noble,' Chase surmised.
Finding an unoccupied registration desk beside an elderly man with closed eyes, Chase approached it.
Chase then went up to an empty registration desk
beside an old man behind the desk with his eyes closed.
"Sign..."
"Ten gold coins," the old man interjected abruptly, cutting off Chase before he could finish.
'Ten gold coins!' Chase's thoughts raced. He knew that bronze coins were common currency, silver and gold were reserved for nobility, and ancient coins were the domain of royalty, top knights, and magicians.
Without hesitation, Chase placed the ten gold coins on the desk.
-Ding! The Invincible Knight System is now active!-
The Invincible Knight Novice Gift Pack appears in the host's inventory.
'Finally, my system! I was afraid I'd have to face this world on my own,' Chase thought with relief.
Stepping aside to join the other peasants, Chase focused his attention on the Invincible Knight System. The transparent screen of the Invincible Knight System materialized like a portal to endless possibilities, offering Chase a new world to explore.
Chase accessed the system storage of the invincible knight and selected to open the novice gift pack.
-Ding! The host receives 100 knight points.
Examining the 100 knight points, Chase discovered their potential to enhance his own attributes, skills, and equipment.
After familiarizing himself with the system, Chase allocated knight values to his statistics, with each point costing 10 knight values.
- Name: Chase Haemas-
- Age: 18
- Bloodline: Human
- Knight Rank: Beginner Knight
- War Power Level: 2
- Knight Value: 0
- HP: 150 (Health)
- Strength: 13→15 (Determines the power of physical attacks and enables the use of heavy and potent gear and weapons.)
- Agility: 10→13 (Determines movement speed, response time, and balance, aiding in dodging, blocking, and parrying attacks.)
- Physique: 7→9 (Determines resistance, damage tolerance, combat effectiveness, and regeneration.)
- Perception: 6→8 (Enhances senses, intuition, and detection of danger in the surroundings.)
- Will: 4→5 (Aids in mental resilience, pain tolerance, recovery speed, and unlocking greater potential.)
- Charm: 8 (Influences appearance and temperament.)
- Spirit: 5 (Concentration, war power or mana absorption, spellcasting, and energy attacks.)
- Skill: SwordsManShip-
- Storage: Empty
15 Mins Later.
'"Ding!,Ding!,Ding!"
Fifteen minutes later, the sound of bells reverberated, prompting the nobles and mostly peasants to form ten lines. They were then led by the instructors to the testing area.
One teacher spoke up, "If anyone fails the assessment..."
"There may very well be someone this year."
"Last year, everyone passed!"
"The nobles will certainly pass," another teacher added.
The instructors glanced at the participants trailing behind them, unable to resist sharing disparaging remarks about them.