Chapter 104: Strength of a Magic Swordsman!

Name:Frostfire Legacy Author:


After he got a Rare Job Class, Aster scanned his body but couldn't feel any significant changes. He pulled his card too, but there are no changes there either!

"Ah, classes, like skills, require a special item to view. Would you like to see your job and skills?" The elf asked once with a smile.

"Yes please." And Aster didn't delay, nodding his head.

He was curious as to whether he really became a Magic Swordsman or not!

"Then, please follow me."

The elf walked over to the other end of the hall, outside of the booth, and stopped before a gigantic machine that fit from the ground to the ceiling, about 5 meters high.

"Then, please press your hand over this panel." She instructed.

As he did, the screen before him came to life, showing various lines of words.

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Name: Aster Mistral

Job Class: Magic Swordsman (I)

Battle Skills

Sword Skills: Vertical Slash

Martial Arts: Straight Punch, Side Kick

Arcane Arts: Active Temperature Control

Passive Skills

Mana Control (low), Mana Detection (low), Mana Regeneration (low), Temperature Standardizer (EX)

Daily Life Skills

Cooking Skill: Lv 99

Breathing Control Skill: Lv 99

Alchemy Skill: Lv 51

Gathering Skill: Lv 5

Stealth Skill: Lv 2

"Ugh... that hurts!" He cried in pain before trying to walk normally.

His every action was explosive, making it extremely hard to control. Thankfully, he tested the skill now, or else he couldn't imagine what sort of tragedy he would cause when fighting with the girls!

After about a minute of testing, the glow covering him faded. "Oh, it's over..."

He should still have mana to spare since he didn't feel lethargic or anything after using it. That meant that the Physical Enchant buff has a limited duration and a long cooldown.

It was only four minutes later when he finally triggered it again. An active time of 1 minute and a skill cooldown of 5 minutes!

"Hmmm... This much should be fine. Now..."

After the second application of the buff ended, Aster was already quite confident in his control. It wasn't anything amazing, but at least he could move normally now!

Up next, he decided to test the Mana Slash.

Its usage was already burned into his mind, so he only needed to follow it. He held his sword forward before letting mana flow into the blade, filling it up. It was almost the same process as when he was controlling the carved seal, so he didn't have much difficulty doing it.

"Mana Slash!"

With a powerful wave of the practice sword, Aster slashed it forward in empty air. As he did, something beyond his expectations occurred. A mana wave flew forward, like a sharp, crescent moon, and slammed against the solid wall!

A large crack appeared on it, causing Aster to feel a little faint. He was, after all, destroying private property!

"U-Uhm..."

Aster turned to look at the elf lady, but she was staring at the wall with her eyes wide open and her mouth agape.

After all, the facility was made with toughness as a top priority. She was confident that even someone with 30 strength, a value that is impossible for a newbie to have in a single stat, would be unable to scratch the solid walls, even the glass walls!

'And with a single swing, this child created an inch-deep crack on such a tough wall!'

When she returned to her senses, facing Aster, who had a worried look, she smiled lightly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Aster. The walls in the booths are enchanted with Regeneration Spell, so they should restore themselves given some time." She explained. "Would you continue testing your skills or stop here? You still have over 3 minutes left."

"Ah, I'll stop here. For now. I figured out the skills already, anyway."

Aster didn't want to add more damage to the walls, worried that it wouldn't be able to regenerate itself if he did.

"I see... Then, if you have any troubles, please contact me." The elf lady declared, passing a business card to him. "I forgot to introduce myself, right? I'm Faeloria Shadowleaf, the Director of the Class Exchange Hall."

"..."

Aster was flabbergasted.

The woman whom he thought was a simple receptionist or guide was actually the top brass of the Class Exchange Hall!