The Rise Of A Porter

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You successfully defeated a <D+> ranked warrior.

REWARDS FOR WINNING :

• 1000 EXP

• HIDDEN REWARD

<claim reward>

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"Claim."

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You've levelled up!

Current level: 12

Rewards :

• 4 Attribute points

• 2 Potential points

You've levelled up!

Current level: 13

Rewards :

• 4 Attribute points

• 2 Potential points

<You can view your stats in the main interface>

Please choose one of the following <Evolution paths> as your hidden reward. Remember, the choice you make is irreversible and choosing a certain path will unlock the skill tree for that path which can be expanded by using potential points. Each path has some unique abilities and attributes hence make your choice carefully.

• [BLACK SHAMAN]: The black shaman is a mage who practice magic which is offensive and dangerous. They also excel in the art of necromancy and black magic. The class also has the ability to wield non-magical weapons, like knife and daggers, and have various skills in the skill tree for this purpose. They are also called magic assassins.

• [COSMIC CREATIONIST]: They practice divination, which helps them predict future events or uncover hidden knowledge, which it often is. They also control magic creates faux life, including Golems, Simulacrums and automatons. These class of mages are unable to wield any non-magical weapons but have the ability to create magical weapons for themselves and can wield only these weapons.

• [BATTLEMAGE]: A wizard who specialises in combat magics, usually employed by an armed force. Some can master large-scale magics that encompass the battlefield. These type magicians excel at head-on fights as well as standard mage tactics. They can also use non-magical weapons but the weapons need to be enchanted by an Artificer.

<You have 12 hours to choose a path.>

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Arnold took the system's advice and decided to take some time before choosing a path. After all, it was the first time he had been offered to make such a choice, he couldn't risk making a choice in haste and then regret about it later. He closed the interface, he saw the vice president walking towards him.

"That was quite a wonderful fight." He said, "as promised, we'll take care of your sister and there's no need to move her out of the hospital."

Arnold nodded in reply.

"I'd like to discuss a few more things with you, but it looks like you'll be needing some clothes first."

Arnold looked down to see that his shirt was torn from the places where Miguel had managed to hit him with his sword. Arnold cursed Miguel under his breath. This was the only shirt he owned and now it has been destroyed. What the hell is he supposed to wear next time when he meets Nicole.

"Um... that would be a problem. I don't have a second set of clothes." Arnold blurted out and the vice president started laughing.

"Don't worry kid, the guild has got it all covered. Alice, could you show him the way to the armoury?" He then turned towards Arnold and continued, "There are some sponsored clothes there, you can have them. I'll be in my office, come there once you're done and we'll have a chat."

The vice president then turned and left without saying another word to anyone else.

After she was done with healing Miguel's injuries, Alice approached Arnold.

"Let's go," she said.

"Lead the way." He replied.

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"So since when did you have ice affinity?" Alice asked casually.

"For quite some time."

"Then why were doing a porter's job, if I may ask?"

"Because my abilities weren't strong enough..."

"And suddenly they are strong?"

"Not suddenly. I used to practice every day."

After they had reached the guild's armoury, Alice left Arnold inside so that he could change, and waited outside while he changed. She wanted to keep quiet and wait for Arnold but she couldn't. Even if his abilities weren't super strong, ice abilities were rare and this made him special. No wonder her dad gave him a second chance against Miguel.

She wanted to know more about the abilities and hence kept asking questions and Arnold kept lying, to protect his secret.

"Why did you-"

She was about to ask yet another question but before she could finish, Arnold walked out of the armoury, sporting a full sleeve black T-shirt having neon green stripes on the sleeves, the words 'Flying Swords' were printed on the back with the same neon green stripes. The shirt was perfectly hugging his new muscles even though he didn't have much.

Arnold snapped his fingers in front of Alice's eyes.

"You there?" he asked.

"Yeah, you look good." She replied, her cheeks had a reddish glow in them.

"Thanks but that's not what I asked." Arnold scratched the back of his head, "I asked if you could show me where the Vice President's office was."

Realising what just happened, she got even more flustered and quickly turned around. "Um... yeah, j-just follow me."

Arnold did what he was told to and they soon reached John's office. The door of the office opened, and Arnold saw the vice president sitting on the sofa with crossed legs, staring at him faintly. Arnold could not help but hold his breath. The room was filled with the vice president's overwhelming aura.

"Come, sit." John offered Arnold a seat, "Thank you, Alice, you can leave now. I'll like to talk with Mr Ling alone if you don't mind."

"No problem sir, I'll be on my way," Alice replied and walked out of the room, closing the doors behind her.

"I won't waste our time, so allow me to cut to the chase." He cleared his throat before speaking again, "I'm amazed by your performance, Mr Ling, and I'd like you to join our guild not as a porter but as a warrior. The terms and condition for it are written in this contract here. Feel free to read through it and ask any questions you have." He said, tossing a folder towards Arnold.

Arnold picked up the contract and skimmed through it. It was a great contact, he would be paid around 8000 modern dollars per week, he'll be given a new place to live and the guild will take care of his daily necessities as well! All he had to do was to participate in at least 4 dungeons runs in a week and practice to improve his abilities under the guidance of the vice president himself. In short, the vice president wanted to make him his prodigy and an asset to the guild! It was like a dream come true for someone like Arnold.

"Is this for real?" He looked at John who smiled and nodded.

"The pay and other benefits would increase as your level and rank increases. If you sign the contract, we'll have to use the PRSD once again and determine your power levels before we can proceed with the training and other stuff. So do you accept the new contract?"

Arnold got lost in his thoughts. Accept the contract? Not like I have any other way to pay for Nicole treatment. I could try to join a new guild, with my abilities it wouldn't be a problem. But the recruitment process of guilds could take many months and I don't have the funds to carry on with Nicole's treatment during this time... first I need to save money and once I have enough money I'll leave this shi*ty guild and it's shi*ty people once and for all but right now Nicole's treatment is my priority, and the vice president knows it well, this Basta*d. I'll teach you all a lesson soon enough, just you wait.

"Thank you for the opportunity," Arnold said and signed the contract. 'Thanks my ass...'

"Welcome aboard!" John extended his hand out and gave him a handshake not knowing what Arnold was planning.

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