Adam Cranel:The Beginning 3

The journey towards Orario was...well, annoying. I rode on a carriage with a friend of my grandpa who needed to sell some goods close to Orario. Nothing much happened until we were attacked by some random bandits(4). For some reason, all of them had shaved their heads and their blad heads shined in the spring sun. One of the more burlier dudes approached our carriage, saying.

"You have 10 seconds to give us all of your stuff or this will end the hard w-"

I threw my Taito and grazed his neck. My knife got stuck into a tree but it didn't stop vibrating because of the sheer force the knife flew. I walked out with my mask(a simple black mask with a white blade drawn on the forehead) on and said in a voice as deep as I could manage(which was similar to an average teenager) I said.

"You have 3 seconds to scamper off before I end this the hard way..."

The underlings looked at each other and ran off quickly. The little rebel was the leader who took out his ax and attempted to chop me in half. I said

"You are not worth my saber or Taito, big man"

I recalled my Taito inside my body as my hand gathered a huge amount of Lightning Sword Energy and swiped down across the man's face. In an instant, arcs of booming thunder as shard as a blade slashed across that fellow's head. They blazed and cut that fellow's face and in a moments notice the man started screaming in pain as half of his face got mutilated. Strangely, I didn't feel anything from doing such an act. I walked to our carriage and luckily the old man didn't wake up despite the screams outside.

{One day away from Orario}

This was the day I have been preparing for weeks. My rank up to [Legendary Swordmaster (A)] was due today. I got into position as I unsheathed my saber and Taito. In a matter of seconds, the figure of an elderly man appeared, the same person who taught me [Unbridled Spirit]. The figure started...speaking.

"It is time for you...to surpass me, my student. You will face great challenges in your future path. My only desire is that you don't forget the technique I gave you and you continue to improve it."

"Master what is your name..."

"I was the Legendary Swordmaster Lightning Strike back in my prime. I died with immense regret many centuries ago because I couldn't advance to the Sword Monarch stage. This technique I gave you is the self-evolving. Even I don't know the limit it could reach...Let's stop this babbling and commence your test"

Both of us drew our blades as flashes of lightning appeared and incredible sparkled of light were ignited. Each attack we made was precise and fast.

After about 10 attacks, certain avatars started forming behind us. Behind the old man, a certain elderly armored fellow appeared wielding a longsword and behind me...an elegant figure dressed in simple white and golden robes wielding a long saber which shined menacingly. The figures clashed with resounding sparks that ignited the training land around me.

Both of us departed as we eyed each other with calmness. We sheathed our blades but we didn't let go of our weapons. Our avatars combined with our bodies as we got dressed in our specific clothing and gained an increase in power.

In a fraction of a second, we moved and I fell on one knee holding the digital wound on my chest. The old man's smile remained as his pierced heart stopped. The old man Lightning Strike fell on the ground dead.{In training land Adam gains the stats of his opponents and fights them on equal ground}

The training land disappeared as I listened to the simple notification from the system

[You have become [Legendary Swordmaster(A)]. Due to defeating your previous master, you have gained a stats boost according to your level and your [Sword Energy] became [Sword Force]]

[Sword Force- Golden Lightning]‐You can manifest the blades of sword energy. Your sheer presence is that of a sword of lightning. You can strike down with thunder that is so bright that it shall be seen from miles away. Your blade shall pierce and scorch anything it touches.

I looked at my stats and nodded my head.

[Stats]

Level-1

Strength- B 745

Endurance- B 710

Dexterity- A 875

Agility- S 921

Magic- A 825

I made a cross using nice wood and prayed for a while to any good there is, to offer my late-master a nice place to rest. I walked off after leaving a singular flower on the fictional grave of an inexistent person of this realm.

I entered Orario the next day. I had to do some simple paperwork and prove my identity as well as offer a small fee for entering the dungeon which was around 25 or so valis. I looked at the buzzing streets of Orario and I pulled my black trenchcoat and hood tighter as I dusted off my simple white shirt and black jeans.

There were many people that went about their own ways. There were normal people and strong...adventurers advancing to the dungeon. I followed a group of people because I wanted to go to the dungeon and try my abilities.

I arrived at the guild quickly and proceeded to wait in line. I heard some mocking comments about my 'frail' and farm-like appearance. I really wanted to lash out but I quickly calmed myself.

I walked towards the counter, unfortunately, it was slightly too high for me. So I had to stand on my tiptoes. I looked in front of me and I said to a black-haired middle-aged man on the counter.

"I would like to procure an Adventurer License-"

"I am sorry, kid but I can't let someone so young die inside the dungeon. How about you go back ho-"

"I won't die. I am sure that I am strong enough to beat most monster on the 12th floor-"

A bald dude tapped my shoulder and said annoyed.

"Go back home farm boy. Don't waste everyone's time or I will throw you out myself."

Many people laughed at my predicament but no one noticed some gods and High-level adventures hidden in the area focusing their gaze on my body. The reason why they were eyeing me is obvious. The arcs of golden lightning zapping around and slashing like blades. I looked with a mad look at the bald man.

"Try me...baldie"

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