I followed Nathan's directions. I passed by many other stands on the brick road and eventually got to the guild. The guild surprised me, if I didn't see the big sign and emblem. I wouldn't think that it was a guild but a small fort. I walked into the courtyard which was as big as half a football field and saw many straw dummies setup. There were many new looking adventures hitting them, with a more experienced looking guy observing. I guess they are training. I walked past them and entered the only square looking building. On top of this square building was the largest tower in this small castle. The guild master would probably be in there at the top. I walked into the base of the small castle and found the size to be around the size of a basketball court. In the far-left corner were a small flight of stairs leading to a loft. On the loft where a winding set of steps paired with a sign that said "Guild Master" these must lead to the tall tower. In front of me were four desks side by side, just in front of the far wall. Behind them were receptionists. There was one large counter on my right. This one seemed to be a bar. In front of it were ten tables, seating quite a few adventures. Some warriors, wizards, and archers. towards my left was a huge board with many papers on it. They must be quests for adventures to take.

'I better not pull any jokes like I did at the castle. Things could get ugly here if I do.'

I took a step forward and breathed in deeply, then continued forward to the counter.

"Hello, can I register as an adventurer here?" I asked.

"Yes, you can." The blonde receptionist smiled.

The receptionist took out a charcoal pencil and a paper.

"Here, fill this out. Then you can start to practical test."

I the paper looked like this:

Name: _______________________ Age:___ Class:_____________ Race:_____________

A little about yourself:______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Skills: ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________

'Let me try to remember my status. Oh, I can just look now.'

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'Status.' I said in my conscious.

Status:

Level: 1

Name: Michael Xema

Age: 18

HP: 99999/99999

MP: 177929835/177929835

Classes: Dark Mage, Hero

Titles: Exhibitionist, Jokester, Hero, Dark Mage

Skills: Sword Arts[A+], Dark Flare[A+], Body Strengthening[S], MP Recovery[S], MP Drain[C], Ward[B], Shadow Walk[A], ???

Blessings: Bangin Body[S], Dodge Everything (Inactive) [???], Language Comprehension [SSS]

'This is good I can pose as a warrior using Sword Arts and Body Strengthening. After all the King is looking for a Dark Mage.'

Name: Michael Xema Age: 18 Class: Warrior: Swordsman Race: Human

A little about yourself:

_I_love_the_sword._Almost_as_much_as_my_own_sword._Why,_you_ask,_well_my_sword_is_longer._In_fact_I_have_the_best_sword_and_skills_in_the_kingdom.________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Skills: Sword Arts[C],_Body Strengthening[D]

What is that weird thing up above about? It’s just to make people not want to party up with me. I want to minimize the possibility of getting found out.

"Here, I filled out the sheet." I passed over the sheet to the receptionist.

"Good now you can go take the practical test."

"This man will be the person who will test you and determine your rank." She gestured to her left to a man.

This man had very short brown hair. He was wearing a chain body with steel metal shoulder and knee pads. He had a long sword strapped to the left of his brown leather belt.

"You bastard I've seen your form. And it’s been a while since I broke an arrogant attention seeker like you. Now I’m feeling that itch again. So, I'll break you so bad that you won't even think of adventuring for quite a while, he-he." He said with a smile.

"Follow me to the courtyard. I'll test you there." The knight started walking out and I followed him.

'Fuck, well that wasn't what I intended. But its just him who saw it. So, it isn't much of a big deal.'

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We ended up in a clear space away from the practice dummies.

"Where is your sword?" Asked the warrior.

"I don't have it with me right now. Could I barrow one?" I asked.

"huu-fh" The man sighed

"You don't have a sword? Whatever, get one over there." He pointed to the brick wall where a weapons rack stood. I walked over and picked up a sword.

"Come on we don't have all day. Just get beaten up quickly." The warrior plainly stated.

Our distance was fifteen feet when he turned around and drew his steel sword. Both of his hands rested on the sword gripping it tightly. His legs were spread apart to maximize stability. And his face had a glare on it that stuck fear in anyone weaker than him.

I shook after seeing this.

"ACHEWWOOOOOO!" I sneezed, that was why I shook.

The man was clearly frustrated. His body shook uncontrollably and rushed forward at me. The dust flew backwards. The wind rushed past him.

And I observed him 'He has so many gaps in his defense, it's so weak.'

He was two feet away from me. His sword in mid swing. I can feel that it’s going to hit my neck. As I felt a uncomfortable reaction there. It's like when a person sticks a pencil close to his or her glabella, that feeling.

I slid forwards slamming right into the leg where his balance was being kept. He immediately fell over and tried to roll back up. From my crouched position I quickly got up and aimed the sword right at his neck. He looked up at me. The sun was in his eyes, he winced at my swords reflection.

"So I’m an adventurer, right?" I asked slightly angrily.

"Yes, y-you passed..." He reluctantly stated. But couldn't refute since there were now many other adventurers watching.

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I walked back into the reception area and got my card from the receptionist. After using my blood to acknowledge my ownership over it. The blonde receptionist then looked at me in the eyes admiringly and said.

"You must be really strong to beat Avil." She stated.

"What do you mean?" I wondered.

"Avil was the guy who tested you and he’s a C-rank adventurer, nice job!"

"Oh, Thanks." I rubbed the back of my neck nervously.

'I though he was just some weakling.'

"I see a bright future for you." She continued.

"Thank you and by now." I quickly replied wanting to get out.

"Bye, bye!" She waved.