In the next day early in the morning, lying on a wood-engraved bed with a wool mattress, Isaiah has awakened from his sleep. He still feels tired though because of what Mythus said.
“How in the world did I became his successor?!”
To refresh himself he gets up, takes off his sleepwear and changes to new outdoor clothes. Both his sleepwear and outdoor clothes were given to him by Mythus. When he wore his sleepwear he checked his status plate and saw an increase of his Defense stat to 20. He doesn’t know though if there are additional effects since no matter how many times he looked at both clothes and waited for any window plate to appear that he gained “Identify”, nothing showed up. He bothered to look at it because it looked expensive with intricate patterns on them.
“Why does it not work? Maybe that kind of skill isn’t given conveniently”
Yesterday he checked that he can remove his underwear. He also feels worried about the plausibility of needing “to clean his innards” considering he can get hungry and saw a toilet room. He just hopes that there’s a gameplay and segregation in this game that he doesn’t need to go to the toilet or see any people to have the need to go there. He also hopes that the game developers won’t go very far with “surpassing the limits” motto of the game when it comes to adult themes like sexual themes, that crosses against the norm like abnormal fetishes, sexual crimes and so on.
After making himself ready he takes a peek outside his room and then…
“Good morning, young master!”
He is suddenly startled by the greetings of the maids. He tells them that they should stop with the “young master” but they insist in doing so.
”But I haven’t even met him that long and I don’t think I am that worthy. Besides I’m a drifter that came only yesterday. I’m just a Level 0”
After what Isaiah said, a green-haired elf maid beauty, who seems to be one of the top brass of the maids talks to him.
”Master Isaiah, do not question the choice of our count so easily.”
“What do you mean?”
“He is a man who is not shallow to choose just anybody to be the next count”
“In what does he see on me? I have no achievements to back myself up.”
“Trust the count. He choose you right. You may still have edges that are rough but over time they will be sharp. The count himself is sharp and chooses you for your still young mentality.”
Isaiah can only grumble by the answer of the elf maid. By more thinking he asks the maid.
”Is it possible that I will be tested for the countship?”
“It is very likely that you will be tested. The count appreciates effort and hard work. And also he is already waiting for you in dining room for breakfast.”
Getting to the dining room was easy but for Isaiah there is almost no space at all. Even though 4 more long tables were added just yesterday evening most are already covered by all of the personnel. Fortunately in front of the middle table at the very end of it sits the count and waves his hand to Isaiah that there’s still a free seat.
“Isaiah, come here and sit.”
”Thank you for reserving a seat for me”
”Haha. No problem and food is waiting already”
Isaiah helped himself to the warm food on the table. He finds them delicious but doesn’t even know which ingredients or effects they have. He can only identify, mind you not as a skill, that the food is served with bread, which of course he can’t “Identify”. Mythus himself still stand out even though he wears in the dining room something you wouldn’t expect for a count: commoner clothes. Nothing fancy. Only normal clothes.
“Sir Grey. Why are you wearing such clothes?”
“Hahahaha! Am I not allowed?”
“No, I mean is it comfortable for you?”
“Haha! It’s much more comfortable to me if it lets me to have a company than no one. Anyway, is the food tasty?”
”Yes and I’ve never tasted something like this before. It’s amazing.”
“Hahaha! Good to hear it from you to like the food I made.”
“What? You mean you were the only one who made food for everybody?”
”Yes, one of my skills is cooking and it is at the Expert level.”
”Expert level?”
”You should know Isaiah that all classes, skills and items are ranked individually different and they can advance.”
”What about quests?”
”Of course they are also rated. It’s to ensure no man will blindly accept quests and lose their lives pathetically. Though there are different ways to get quests. For example through a contract or a board forum and then meeting the contractor to get vital information of the particular quest. Anyway, we’ve talk long enough and we have time enough later. Food isn’t moving by itself to our mouth after all.”
After breakfast Mythus brought Isaiah behind the manor, in his garden. It’s filled with a variety of unique-looking plants but that is not the reason he brought Isaiah here. The reason is behind his garden: a large wood building. Inside the building is a hall filled with a variety of weapons, of course weapons for training, not for killing. As they got inside, Mythus mood change seriously. He then spoke to Isaiah.
“Isaiah, do you know the reason I chose you as my successor?”
“No, not at all. I’m still wondering why you chose me. After all, I’m a drifter.”
”The reason is that you are my grandson.”
Isaiah can only open his eyes wide with surprise.
“Woah! Woah! Wait a minute. You’re joking right?”
“No, I’m serious about this. The eyes of yours are the same as my eldest daughter. I can’t even believe myself when I saw your face. If my eldest daughter were to have a son, he would look just like you.”
”But how can you be so sure that I’m your grandson? You didn’t even mention about having a daughter. You only mentioned having a son and I don’t even have memories of this world. Don’t tell me you have more sons and daughters?”
“Yes, we also know that drifters lived in a different world with their memories intact. But some have predetermined body here in this world. Yes, you could say it is destiny and yes, I also have other children. Not only the son and daughter I mentioned”
”Jesus, this is just as worst as the “…I am your father” shtick”, said Isaiah of course in his mind.
Isaiah can only stare blank. In his thoughts he analyzed that maybe the gear looked beyond his present memories as he met his maternal grandfather the last time 6 years ago in real life.
His grandfather, whose name is Basir Eun Chen Kurobe, still looked young for a 53 years old. He still looked liked in his early forties. Yes, his maternal grandfather got his eldest daughter, Hikaru Kurobe, at the age of 20 while his eldest daughter in turn, got her eldest child, Amil, at the age of 21. Of course his grandfather was furious about this as one of his pride, her eldest daughter, got pregnant at a young age. She had a great future ahead, he thought.
She was a bit of a tomboy since she got along with boys when she was a child and her favorite hobbies are cooking, seeking worthy opponents and being master practitioner of different kinds of martial arts like his father. But then a certain man charmed his way to her and that certain man is Dmitri Aschrich, Amil’s father. So as to soothe his rage Amil’s grandfather together with his sons, who are between the age of 15 and 20, have come to Europe to “test” Amil’s father. Yes, Mrs. Aschrich’s family side is very emotion-driven. Amil’s maternal grandmother was against it but she couldn’t stop them in time not to go to Germany with killing intent.
They thought they had the upper hand since they are experienced, have the numbers and knowledge when it comes to fighting. But little did they expected a retaliation from just one man. The man himself, Dmitri, skillfully dodged every single attack, even from behind, with little movement and always countered whenever one left their guard open when attacking. His expression while fighting them was filled with stoicism that he wasn’t even flinch by their surprise attack. Even when he was fighting them pragmatically his opponents thought he is having fun playing with them.
That was from the perspective of Amil’s maternal uncles. In his father’s perspective though, he was really nervous with his first encounter of his soon-to-be father- and brother-in-laws. Dmitri heard from Hikaru that Eun Chen is somebody, who is strict to his children and students of his martial arts school, but also knows when enough is enough. Dmitri just didn’t expect their very first meeting to be a clash of skills. Dmitri himself is also a practitioner of a variety of martial arts. But his focuses mostly on the Native American, African and European martial arts like Savate, Sambo, Boxing and so on but also deadly ones like Dambe, Systema, Okichitaw, Bakom and etc. Of course, the route Dmitri chose was a pacifistic one or else Amil wouldn’t meet able meet his maternal grandfather. Amil was also taught by his maternal grandfather in martial arts, when he stayed for 3 years in Asia. But that’s for another story.
Back to the present, Isaiah thinks Mythus is how his grandfather would look like in 90’s but not in the early 60’s. His grandfather was able to rival to his father, who was forced to fight with full power, after all. Their very first meeting cemented a very close friendship that developed through their fists. His maternal uncles weren’t very lucky though. Some developed a grudge and respect at the same time through their battle. Though more of a curb-stomp battle.
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While Isaiah had flashback of the good times and the hell-training that his grandfather put him to, which traumatize him a little, Mythus coughs and questions Isaiah.
“Isaiah, now that you know why I chose you as my successor, do you know the reason I brought you here?”
“No, I don’t. Though it looks like a training hall, filled with a variety of exotic-looking weapons.”
“The reason is to become accepted as my successor, you need to accept the class that I will offer you as a main class: The Secret Chronicler class.”
“Secret Chronicler? What is so secret about it?”
“This class is one offered by the secret god of knowledge, Wissia. He isn’t acknowledged by anybody anymore since 2000 years ago. Right now I’m the only one who knows of his existence. ”
”Then how did you know about his existence if nobody ever spoke about him since 2000 years ago?”
After pondering a bit Mythus answers Isaiah’s question with another question.
“Do you know the reason of my high mana pool?”
“What? Why are you answering with another question?”
Mythus asks again but with serious tone.
“As I said…Do you know the reason why I have a high mana pool?”
Isaiah was quiet taken aback by the old man who looks like an older version of his grandfather.
“Uhh…No, I do not know. I’m sorry.”
“Hahaha! Sorry, I scared you there for a moment. The reason is that on my adventurer days, whenever I leveled up, I put the extra stat points too much on my Intelligence and Wisdom Attribute. I tried a variety of things to challenge my mind like learning foreign languages, history or about archeology, but because I focused too much on the 3 particular subjects I mentioned and my Intelligence exceeded 9000, soon I learned about his existence through a forgotten ancient civilization, that worshipped him: the Scientia culture.”
“The developers just want me say “it’s over 9000” huh. Wait a second....Over 9000?! Shit! They still got me.”
After saying very silent of what he said, Isaiah then asks again.
”Did you get in contact with him? You mentioned about getting your class through him and is it worth getting the class?”
”Yes, it is since this class is a “Universe” ranked. Meaning it is one of the powerful classes available in this world and to your former question: Yes, I met him but to meet him, you don’t have the requirements yet.”
Then Isaiah notices that the word “Universe“ is used as rank for classes. To sate his curiosity he asks.
“Can I ask, but how are classes ranked?”
“From the very weakest you have the “Lower”, ”Middle” and ”Upper” classes. In between you have the
“Rare”, “Unique” and “Legend” classes and to the strongest class you have the “Myth” classes, but there are also secret higher classes like the “Galaxy” and “Universe” classes.
At the moment Wissia told me that right now I’m one of the only few who possess a “Universe” class and you should also know that the people of this world doesn’t know right now how really vast the world is. But because of me being not a drifter, my time is very short and I could only write parts of the history of Eumeria. That is why Wissia also told me give it to my grandson who will come from the blue sky. So I will ask now, Isaiah. Do you have the desire to learn everything this world has to offer?”
To his question, Isaiah can only answer with full confidence.
“Yes, I wish to learn everything!”
“Then, will you accept the class, The Secret Chronicler as a main class?”
“Yes, I will accept it!”
“Very well. From now on I, Mythus Grey, will grant my grandson, Isaiah Wolffram, the Secret Chronicler class.”
The moment he completed his sentence, the floor suddenly trembles and unknown glowing sigils are appearing and surrounding Isaiah. All 13 of the sigils then shrank and went to the body of Isaiah one by one every 5 minutes. What he didn’t expecting from the sigils were artificial pain that would able him to sue Amalgam. But in his mind it didn’t matter if getting this kind of pain would grant him a secret class. He compares this pain to the pain he experienced in the hell training of his grandfather or his father and one of his philosophies is “What doesn’t kill you, makes you stronger”.
He didn’t scream even as if his very soul were torn to shreds. After 65 minutes of continuous pain, his torturous ceremony of becoming a Secret Chronicler has finally ended.
You have been granted a “Universe Rank" class “Secret Chronicler” as a main class.
[p=center]New Skills acquired:[/p]
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* Identifying Eye
* Analyzing Eye
* Photographic Eye
* Avatar Creation
* History Journey
* Book Creation
* Hiding True Strength
* Hiding True Identity
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[p=center]New Attributes acquired:[/p][p=center]
* Willpower +25
* Endurance +25
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“You really are strong and fortunate, son of my daughter. Anyway for the items, which you had before like your bag, I brought them here during your ceremony. As I told you, I will tell you everything you should know that could be vital for you in the future. Anyway I checked the content your bag has. It has 3 Master-level flatbreads with one already ¼ gone, a Master-level enchanted pot canteen, the Eumerian currency and the paper, that I gave to you.”
To Isaiah, it felt like an invasion of privacy but he handled it very pragmatic.
“How did you know about the items?”
“Hahahaha! I thought you have the “Identifying Eye”. That skill lets you know information of any beings, traps, skills, armors, weapons, foods, materials and items of any kind completely. “Analyzing Eye” is also useful that it lets you analyze any situations, emotions, movements, weaknesses, strengths and levels of mobs and other living beings. If you were to have the skills “Identify” and “Analyze”, you would need to have the knowledge of the things I mentioned before to fully know their history and capabilities.”
“Does that mean these 2 Eye Skills I got are much potent than the other 2 Skills?”
“Exactly and the other Eye Skill “Photographic Eye” is useful for taking information photographically. Now then I talked too much. I’ll tell you about the items but about the class, you’ll need to find out its benefits by yourself. Wissia told me to limit the information about the class I gave you.”
“Ah! That’s unfortunate. Anyway, what about the items again?”
“Oh! You’re right! First, the paper I gave you is called the “All-Purpose Paper”. It allows you to use the paper however you like. For example you used it to write when you can interact with the certain drifters. Look at the paper. Notice something?”
[20 Days] - New Zealand, Russia
[32 Days] - Australia
[37 Days] - Australia
[38 Days] - Korea, Japan
[44 Days] - Australia, China, Singapore, Philippines, Taiwan, Malaysia
[50 Days] - Indonesia, Thailand, Vietnam
[68 Days] - Russia
[74 Days] - Belarus, Bulgaria, Turkey, Egypt, Greece, Ukraine, Finland
[80 Days] - South Africa, Netherlands, Hungary, Denmark, Sweden, Norway, France, Spain, Germany, Serbia, Austria, Czech Republic, Poland, Italy, Croatia, Belgium, Switzerland
[86 Days] - Ireland, Morocco, Portugal, UK
[92 Days] - Ghana, Iceland
[98 Days] - Uruguay, Argentina, Brazil, Canada
[104 Days] - Canada, USA, Chile, Paraguay, Puerto Rico
[110 Days] - Venezuela, USA, Mexico, Canada, Peru
[116 Days] - El Salvador, Canada, USA, Guatemala
[122 Days] - USA, Canada
[128 Days] - USA
[140 Days] - USA
When Isaiah looked at paper the numbers still glowed and all of them have one day reduced.
“Do you see it now? You used the paper to note how many days are still needed to interact with certain drifters. All of the days reduced one number to accommodate of what you planned on using the paper.”
“This paper is certainly very useful.”
“Yes, It is. Second, your other items are certainly very useful for you in your journey. You can check them later with your “Identifying Eye”, to see which benefits they have since I’ll send you in through numerous missions.”
Isaiah can only respond again with a question. He knows what awaits him but he has somewhat the need to ask.
“Numerous missions?”
“Yes, as Verda told you. I’ll test you to see if you are worthy to succeed me. The first mission I’ll give you is to test if you have the aptitude of a chronicler.”
“Uhh….Who is Verda?”
“The elf woman, who spoke to you personally this morning.”
“Oh! And what is this mission?”
“The mission, that I’ll give you, will be appropriate of your level. As I can see from your eyes, you seem to have the eyes of a fighter and of an intellectual. Also the deciding features to be chosen by Wissia. She was also known in the past as “The Hound of Knowledge”.”
“Why are you mentioning Wissia as a 'her'? Please be consistent.”
“Sorry, I also found out that Wissia had thousand of vessels. Wissia’s vessels weren’t the same as all of them were very different. Each of them had different genders and different forms and were of different races.”
“Does that mean that skill “Avatar Creation” has something to do with Wissia?”
“Yes, well anyway, we have talked long enough. As for your first mission, I’ll give your bag back with the contents inside and additionally, this notebook to you.”
You have acquired your “Large Bag” back
You have acquired a “Chronicler’s Journal”
You have acquired a pair of “Warrior Bracers”
“Don’t tell me my first mission is collect some facts of some event?”
“Not some any event. The event is happening right now.”
“And… where exactly?”
“Hehe… It’s on a certain place in Eumeria. I’ll bring you there.”
Before he can even react, Isaiah is suddenly covered in a blue-glowing sphere together with Mythus and then the sphere shrank till it disappeared. Both Isaiah and Mythus are also gone from within.
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