322 7.50 Stefanie The Red Mage

"Gosh...seems there's already a Mage around on every band and they are mainly a black mage with Fire Level 3 at least or a white mage with Healing Level 3 mostly and Level 2 for some. And as for me, I had chosen to be a red mage with Level 2 for both Fire and Healing."

"Was it the wrong path or was it fate that I could only level up to these levels only...Sigh...with the common staff that I had acquired from the start of my adventure right till now, I've been on and off bands until I've lost count already."

"Sigh...there's no way I could revert my class and become a different adventurer. Even the necromancers have some difficulties in getting into a band but once their talent had been proven, they remain a permanent resident of that fortunate band."

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"Hello, there mage...are you black or white? We are looking for 2 mages to join us and they need to be Level 3." a young bearded guy came up to me since he saw me alone and looking around like a lost sheep.

"Oh, hello there. I'm Stefanie, you can call me Stef and I'm a red mage. I'm level 2 at both Fire and Healing."

"Oh, I'm sorry Stef, the minimum requirement would be Level 3 for either skill." the young bearded guy replied and walked away.

"Sigh...I'm just a mid-level Mage and even at Level 3 Gathering Chi at Cheng 5 it seems useless right now. My cooling time was at 9.25 seconds, but it's just too bad but that's the limit of a Level 2 fire and cure kind of red mage I am now."

"Hmm...I'd better wait around for another few days, and then I think I'd better go grind some monsters to get my own spoils and trade them for coins. My jiggle in the coin pouch can be counted with one hand....sigh..."

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"Boss, you're not going to refine your weapon? What do you have in mind? Are you really going up against the Flaming Arrows by yourself? No kidding me, boss."

"Yeah, ring leader...its not that we are not confident of you, but do you think it's worth the risk? 20 gold coins per head for 10 opponents. If you can wipe them out, you'd earn 200 gold coins, but if not...our band would be a laughing stock and be named The Band of Fools instead..."

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I can't help listening to these 3 adventurers that had walked up past me and were talking about a duel in the hexagon arena that would prove who is the strongest and the mightiest in pitting against skills and strengths.

I can't help but watch their ring leader with a common, lowest tiered bow and an unknown sword beside him. The rest of his companions were holding on to unknown staff and another was an unknown sword too. It seems that this band has 2 swordsmen after all and no mage.

All three were wearing studded leather that was marked unknown and only their names and class was shown. No other information was shown and these three sure seems to be mysterious. I like mysterious, that's my middle name. Heh...!

They were heading towards an elder who performs cavity press in order to rearrange their attributes. "Those 3 seemed rather normal with their equipment and weapons. Nothing special to it, I suppose. Hmm, should I keep an eye on them and see what they would do next?"

I walked nearer to them and tilted my mage's hat to be more discreet and stayed within earshot.

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"That would be 25 gold pieces for the cavity press, young adventurers. Once you had reset your attributes, sit here while you rearrange your stats to your desired allocation."

I saw their ring leader handed 75 gold pieces to the elder like it was 75 coppers or something. It's so casual that he never even batted his eyelids. Soon I watched them took a pill each and they sat down on the bench to allocate their stats.

"Whoa...ring leader, even at 1 per stat, our physical damage, defence, dodge, HP, attack rating, defence and Internal Chi was already quite high at my level. It's already stated here +48 across all the 5 stats. This is only based on our character and not inclusive of our weapons and armour...woohoo... and I have a total of 115 unallocated points. "

"Yes boss, it's the same to me but had +36 ratings on all 5 and have 67 points unallocated points. Shall we dump 5 points on all 5 stats each and then slowly add the great of the points?"

"Ok...as for you warriors, just divide them equally, means Matilda will allocate 23 points on each 5 and it would come up 508 on all the stats. JL, you distribute 13 points to all the 5 and the balance push it up to strength. That would give you 296 points on all other 4 stats and 336 on strength."

"Don't worry...JL, or may look nothing but your weapon had a 3.75 multiplier and armour of 4.5 multipliers while Matilda has a 3.25 multiplier and armour of 4.5 multipliers too."

"Boss, means my damage rating increased to 1260? Sweet...let me set up the attributes first. How about you boss? How many points were unallocated yet and what's you single point says on the interface."

"Haiyaaa...Paiseh la. For your information, each of them is showing +156 based on a single point and I have 1087 unallocated points. I'm going to allocate 215 points each and the strength to be 227 points. So my base points for strength would be 4,540. Cool eh...hahahaha. I'm going to extinguish the flames of their arrows...!"

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"What...? That simple guy had over 4k on his strength alone and yet he seems so nonchalant about it all. So carefree and yet so down to earth. What kind of person was he and how long had he been grinding to be at this level...! If he didn't claim it to his band members, they would be breaking into a song afterwards. 4k strength...so powerful from that simpleton...!"

"I'd better go see what they are up to next. Their names were up next on the duel arena but yet after they had allocated their points, their status remains hidden. I heard the one wielding the staff was already more than 1k in strength and his band members all seemed relaxed and not even showing off their weapons and armour."

"Other adventurers seem to be showing off their weapons with their blue aura but these 3 seemed so relax. I've never seen such composure before. Steady boom peep peep la..."

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"Hear Ye...Hear Ye...There will be a round-robin competition of 10 men on each side, between The Flaming Arrows and The Vagabonds. Each side would choose 10 men and in the case of Vagabonds, only Robin The Firestarter alone would be on stage to meet against the 10 members of the Flaming Arrows one at a time."

"Since this would be handicap duel, it has been changed to a battle royale...where every 1 minute, a team member from the Flaming Arrows would come up to face Robin the Firestarter and every fall that Robin performs, he will earn 20 gold pieces. If he is defeated before the 10th man was thrown off this arena, the money would be forfeited and returned to the challenger."

"Our bookies are taking the bets now...one bet is to determine which round would Robin be knocked out and another bet determine who is the winner and everyone knows it by now who would emerge as V I C T O R...!!!"

"We have 15 minutes before we start off the duel, only a single-handed weapon can be used...Come...place your bets...place your bets...place your bets..."

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"Hmmph...everyone seems wanting to make a quick stack of gold coin (not make a quick buck). I won't want to gamble... it's not a good habit for the readers...especially when comes to drinking and gambling addiction...its a no-no for me. It would be good if I say hello to them first, if there's any luck of perhaps, joining their mysterious band?"

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"Hello there, my name is Stefanie and I'm a red mage. Could I move toward and attend to this little conflict that you would partake in this outrageous one-sided match with the notorious Flaming Arrows?"

"Oh...hi there. My name is Robin the Firestarter that's my wife-to-be called me. She's Matilda, a swordsman and there's Jean Lethal a staffer or polearm warrior. We are the Band of Vagabonds because we do not care of the class, or weapons used or armour worn by any adventurer that wishes to join us."

The young man who looked like 15 shook hands with me while I exchanged pleasantries with Matilda aged 14, his wife-to-be and a polearm warrior named Jean Lethal (sounded like John Little as if it was referring to his little Weiner named John) aged 15.

"Well, I'm considered as 15 myself...and it's nice to meet adventurers within the same age group. So...what happened between you and Flaming Arrows that ended you to have this duel?"

"Naaah...it was nothing much. I just hate bullies and arrogant people. Say, what's a red mage anyway? I know of black and white and grey if they are in between but never a red mage."

"A red mage is a healing and attack mage. The maximum level is only at Level 2. I'm a Level 3 Gathering Chi at Cheng 5. The other bands wanted at least Level 3 healing or attack mage and I somehow got the highest at level 2 and was in and out of the bands till i lost count."

*Klang Klang* *Klang Klang*

"Will the 1st challenger and contender come up on the arena in 60 seconds before I rule out the regulations." the announcer said as he sounded his handheld bell as if he was selling fish and chips.

"Alright, they are calling for me now...Be seeing you in about 10 minutes. Here, Matilda, you hold on to my bow, arrow and the Heaven And Earth Splitting Divine Sword" the young man named Robin went on to the duel arena with his bare hands and just his armour alone.

"Is he joking or making himself look like a damn fool? He's going against the lowest members who had at least a sword, lance or halberd with a breastplate and he is just equipped with the lowest studded armour in the light class?!?" I murmured and the rest of the band members were whooping on ecstasy to give their band leader encouragement or simply waiting to be thrown off the arena!?