1 Chapter 1:Shattered Dreams

Derik screamed in fear as he ran through the forest in his red knight's armor, tied to his back was a quiver of arrows and on his right hand was a bow. He maneuvered through the thick forest skilfully and soon saw the light piercing into the forest

"An exit!!!!" he muttered

Whoosh!!!

Derik finally made it through the forest and ran for about 15 minutes before stopping. His hands shivered as he looked down the cliff.

"No…" he gasped.

Rumble!

Rumble!!

Rumble!!!

"Three… why three"

Derik's heart sank when he heard this, his body shivered. He pulled out three arrows from the quiver hung on his back and waited patiently. His gaze was fixed on the dark forest he just exited

"Well Come on!!!!!" Derik growled

BAM!!!

Four robust green humanoid figures emerged from the forest. Their eyes were blood red with protruding fang-like teeth in their mouth and their body was decorated with red patterns, these beasts were at least 6ft tall and their armor were made of animal skin. They roared and dashed towards the Derik with Great War axes in their hands and their long flowing black hair fluttered in the wind as they moved. Each step these beasts took shook the earth … Derik was terrified.

"Damn Orcs!!!" Derik growled as he aimed

Scattering shots!!!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!!

Whoosh!!!

The three arrows flew towards three orcs immediately they were only a hundred meters away from him. Two out of three orcs were able to block the arrow using their great axes but the third wasn't so lucky. The arrow pierced into its shoulder and it was forced to retreat by a few steps.

Roar!!!

The other two at this time had covered over 50 meters and were just a few steps away from Derik.

"Shit! Shit!!" Derik panicked. He dropped his bow and unsheathed the dagger which hung on his waist. His body shivered as he watched the two approach. Knowing their prey had nowhere to run; the orcs stopped running and approached slowly.

"They are toying with me… if I must die here. I will take one of you with me!!!" Derik growled as he dashed forward. He jumped towards the orcs while holding on to his dagger tightly with both hands, jumping as high as 20 meters.

The orcs only chuckled in response as one of them swung his great axe, spliting Derik in two from the waist down.

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"AAAAAAHHHHH!!!" Derik screamed and pushed away the blanket. His clothes were soaked in sweat and his body shivered.

"What's your problem… the first thing you do in the morning of your 14th birthday is scream… you're so lame…" a big-eyed girl with short brown hair who stood next to a wooden wardrobe said. Linda looked at her brother with a disgusted expression. She reached for a white shirt and tossed it to Derik.

"Get up… Father sent for you" the little girl said indifferently. She walked towards the door and opened it…

"Also Dad said you should clean your room before you leave...Pig!!!" she cursed before she left the room. Derik ignored his little sister as he was already use to such treatment. He eyes quickly swept through the room and he nodded in confirmation.

"This place is a mess" he muttered

Derik's bed was located was just about 5 steps directly opposite from the door. Beside the door was the wooden wardrobe and there was a reading table and wooden chair which was located right in front of the only window in the room. One after another he picked all the clothes and books littered on the ground. He put the clothes in the wardrobe and then placed the books on the wooden reading table beside the lantern.

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After washing himself, he put the white shirt given to him by Linda earlier, brown trousers and brown boots. In less than an hour, he joined his father who patiently waited for him outside, he joined his father and they then hired a carriage for a copper coin.

"Are we really going to the adventurers association?" Derik eye lit up as he spoke, the excitement in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

"Of course… you asked for this... didn't you? Happy birthday, Derik" John tapped Derik's forehead with his index finger as he spoke.

"When I become a battle mage… I will go outside the wall and make lots of money" Derik giggled as he spoke.

Derik Angus is just a 14year old boy living in the resident's area of Briton town, a small town under the Gyro Kingdom. This town was located at the edge of the southern part of the giant wall built by the humans to protect themselves from the supernatural beasts outside. At this age, there are multiple occupations available however three stood atop the others. The military, The Holy church, and The Adventurers Association. The adventurers association naturally became the most famous above the other three just four years after it was created. The need for rear herbs, special resources and even body parts of supernatural monsters outside the walls kept rising. Considering this becoming an adventurer is the fastest way of making money. Just three years after its creation, the association created branches in all towns and cities in the kingdom.

The carriage stopped at the outskirts of the commercial district where the nobles live.

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BAM!

The carriage door swung open and Derik jumped out. With excitement in his eyes, he gazed at the castle used as the branch office of the adventurers association. The castle looked more like a fortress. Even John was startled when he saw this

[If this is just a branch office, how big is the one at the capital?] He thought

He held on to Derik's little hand, together they walked towards the castle silently. Derik's attention soon shifted to the two guards positioned at the entrance who blocked their path

"State your business" one of them stared at john coldly

"I'm here to register my son into the adventures association… you see… he just turned fourteen today" John quickly replied with traces of fear all over his face. The guards stared coldly at Derik for a while and then nodded

"Go in… but don't cause any trouble" The second guard said. John slightly bowed and lead Derik in.

Upon entering the castle, the ground floor of the room was filled with children the same age as Derik and some of them were even older. At the other end of the room beside the staircase that led to the other floors of the castle were two women who attended to families that came to register. Behind them were about eight guards. On rare occasions where some families were not satisfied with the class given to their kids and try to cause trouble, these guards always stepped in, gave them a sound beating and then tossed them out. After waiting for over an hour it was Derik's turn. The lady glanced at Derik briefly and then shifted her gaze to john.

"You know the rules of the association, your child must be at least 14 years of age to register… the registration fee is ones silver coin... which cannot be refunded after the examination. Can I have his birth record?" she asked politely.

John nodded in agreement and pulled out a folded parchment from his pocket. He placed it on the table and reluctantly placed a silver coin on it. As a commercial farmer, one silver coin was equivalent to a month's income. Even though he had been preparing for this, he was still reluctant to part with the money. The young lady smiled and pulled them over to her side. After a short inspection, she nodded and handed the parchment back to john.

"Now let me explain how this works, your son has to place his palm on the transparent glass orb at the center of the table… if it glows, it means he qualifies to become a magical class… if it doesn't… well, you know what that means" the woman said. All families hope their child becomes a magical class adventurer for so many reasons. The first is the assurance, magical class is naturally more powerful than normal adventures, with access to multiple spells and powerful magic, and they can easily annihilate multiple enemies. The second was due to the prestige, magical classes even amongst the army are treated like expensive gems. The treatment and privileges given to them is no way inferior to that of nobles. Even nobles treat them with respect. That is why the holy Church receives way more respect than even the king, because of the presence of multiple high-level magical classes. And finally there is security; a Family that has a magical class adventurer is seen as a fortress. It's very rare to hear stories of them been robbed or a member of the family been attacked.

John bit his lips as Derik placed his hand on the orb, he silently prayed as he watched. A tiny white light appeared on the orb the moment Derik placed his hand on it, so tiny that one had to focus to notice it. The lady shook her head severally with a disappointed expression on her face. For a moment she thought this kid would pass. Even though the tiny light meant that Derik had a little affinity to magic but it is still negligible and not enough to pass the magical class examination. Derik stared at the orb with a shocked expression; he refused to believe that he failed. Throughout his life, he waited for this day, even when his friends ridiculed him, he still didn't give in. he spent most of his savings purchasing some magic-related books in preparation of this day.

"No..." he muttered as he pulled out his hand and placed it again. He did this repeatedly but no matter how much he tried but he wasn't planning on stopping until he gets the desired result, the result still remained the same. A guard standing behind the lady took a step forward, seeing this john quickly restrained Derik and apologized for the boy's behavior.

"All that's left for him is the physical classes." She looked at Derik indifferently and asked: "Which physical class do you want."Derik at this point was already lost in his thoughts, he remembered the dream he had this morning and couldn't help to wonder

[How is it connected? is it the reason why I failed the magical class assessment? What was I back then? that's right I remember] he thought

"An Archer," he said absent-minded. Thinking that this was his reply, the woman nodded and started registering.

"Name?" She asked

"Derik Angus" John responded

"Age?" She asked

"Fourteen" he replied

Even though he was disappointed, it still wasn't entirely bad. An average adventurer still earned enough to live a comfortable life and with the adventurer title came some respect and protection even for non-magical class adventurers, even the guards here earn more than average citizens. He was planning to stop Derik from joining if the boy picked a melee class job.

"Come back in 5 days to collect your trainee badge. After which you will partake in a three years training program. During those three years, you will be living in this castle and will only be allowed to write home once a year… thank you for your cooperation" the lady said indifferently.

"Even as a physical class, I believe you can still make a lot of money… even though archers are regarded as support types, they play very important roles and cannot be neglected… I believe my son will become the greatest archer in the kingdom" John said trying to cheer Derik on. The boy had been silent ever since they left the association and had a dejected expression on his face. Even after hearing his father's words, he only glanced at the man and looked away. Not uttering a single word all through the short journey.