Chapter 16: Unique Class and the System 2

A crimson flame blossomed on the blade as if a meteor had arrived. The flower blossom looked like the sun as it spread out in four directions as if announcing the d of the cold winter.

Creak!

The two clashed.

Boom!

The dancing crimson flame subsided, and the g melted. The goblin's champion head and club fell above it.

Noah lowered his sword and exhaled an exhausted breath. That move was powerful and flashy, but it consumed too much mana.

He felt like his mind was going numb. His body was filled with sweat.

However, the power and sharpness that cut the goblin's champion apart in a single slash was satisfying.

Finally, the mission was over, and he could joy the rewards.

{You have killed a goblin}

{Experice+ 0.5%}

{You have killed a Goblin Champion}

{Experice +0%}

{You have leveled up!}

{....Error....}

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully clearing the first mission.]

[Rewards will be giv]

The system's notifications sounded so sweet in Noah's ears, that he couldn't help but smile.

He felt ev more alive, more refreshed.

[Ding! System's interface being unlocked]

[You can now use the Store]

[Gold's currcy system unlocked]

[5000 Gold coins earned as a reward for unlocking the system's interface.]

[The job change condition has be met.]

A dark gold system's interface was floating before Noah's face.

[Unique Class acquired: Angel Of Death]

Noah's heartbeat quicked, he almost jumped ev before checking this class.

Noah waited calmly for the last reward, the most important one, the message left by his mother.

And finally, it appeared.

[Ding! Last reward: A message left by my creator Dr Elizabeth Einstein]

Noah's body trembled and tears threated to fall from his eyes.

[Would you like to hear this message? Yes/No]

There was a momtary silce before Noah oped his trembling lips, ordering.

''Yes, please do so!"

[Replaying the message]

Suddly, there was a medium-sized floating window before Noah's eyes, it was like a pre-recorded message.

A woman dressed in a lab coat could be se in this video.

Gray, long wavy hair hangs over a sculpted, charming face. Beady violet eyes, set sunk within their sockets, watching affectionately the camera.

Soft skin gorgeously complimts her nose and leaves a compelling memory of her luck in love.

This is the face of Elisabeth Einstein. Logan's wife and Noah's mother.

The momt Noah saw this woman he burst into tears. It was like a dam was brok, he couldn't control himself anymore. He missed his mother too much, he wished she could be prest to see her.

''Missing you was how I grew up, growth is painful for the most part. Yet wh we learn these skills we are more than we were, taller and stronger for the struggle.'' Noah managed to say these words before wiping away his tears and focusing on the recording which started playing.

{My son it is me, if you are seeing this message it means the worst has happed, I'm dead which is regrettable.

I wanted to see you grow up, and bring home one or two beautiful wom.

*Chuckle*

Joke aside, it pains me that I won't be able to watch you but this is Life, it always does not go as planned. I already knew this wh I embarked on this journey.

This is my creation. Especially tailored for you to break past the wall. You will understand later. I know you seek answers for my death. Ev if I tell you not to seek answers or revge, you will not list anyway, you are my son after all, and I know you better than anyone. I just have one advice for you, son, be strong, super strong with strong allies before embarking on this road.

You will understand, that they are everywhere in the dark watching and plotting. This system will be your best ally. Do not trust blindly.

Once you reach the Grandmaster rank go to Antarctica, in a certain dungeon, some answers are over there, and the system will guide you.

Be strong my son, I love you, look after your father, he is a child in an adult body.

Rely on him, he is reliable and super tough-skinned.

*Chuckle*

Tell him I love him and will be waiting for him.

To live a life worthy of our son. Goodbye son, forever yours.}

The message ded.