Chapter 7: Crash.

Ha Joon stood in the cter of the room, pacing back and forth while stretching his arms in a warm-up fashion.

'Okay, remember, no matter how strong and impressive you are, you're still a good person, yeah, a good soul. Now that that's settled, let's do this'.

He stretched his hand forward.

Magic sparked from his chest and began to flow throughout his body. It felt weird, like his blood was actually syncing with the magic and copying its flow.

It networked towards his arms and made it to his fingertips. It was time.

Ha Joon's eyes snapped op-

"Fuayaaaa balluuuuu!!!".

The flames puffed out from his palm like gas and th flickered into a small flame, dancing in front of him.

His expression wt numb.

"Eh?... What is it? You're kidding me right?" He uttered out loud.

This was definitely not what he was expecting. He had imagined a huge rush of fire from his hand, but instead, he got a small gas cooker in front of him.

'System...what am I looking at here?'.

[You seem to have used the Novice skill Fire manipulation]

'Uh huh, okay, good... why exactly is my flame so small?'.

[Mainly because it is still at Novice level, its capabilities are still on a low level]

Ha Joon settled on the g, 'Of course, I should have thought of that. Sigh! Now what? I have to keep using the flames so it can evolve?'.

[You seem to lack a lot of understanding about how flames work. Learning more about a certain skill will greatly help you.]

'I'm not trying to get back to physics class.' Ha Joon laid on the g, 'If anything, I want to complete this quest quickly, I'm kinda curious to see how it goes'.

'System, show me pottial skills I can easily learn from my skill box. Something I can use in battle.'

[You have gained + Vitality]

A worn-out smile played on his face as Ha Joon laid on the g, clched in his lifeless hand, a blade he had created, although chipped, still looked better than what he had be creating.

'Ahh, about goddamn time, I thought I was going to be here forever.' He slowly sat up, now staring at the g - exhausted.

'Ehhh? At this point I might actually die before I ev get to fight a knight. Why is getting strong so hard? As for the system, ar't you supposed to make my journey easier?'.

[Correct.]

'Correct my ass!' Ha Joon sighed, 'I'm way too tired, I should go take a shower.'

He gtly stood up from the g, the blue blade in his hand disintegrating into the air as he began to stretch.

"Ah... wait, I hav't had my bath since I arrived. Eh? Do they ev have bathrooms? Seriously?".

....

Ha Joon stepped out of the room, peeping in the hallway to see if he could find any maid he could ask about the bathroom.

Once he got out, he noticed no one was in the hall, and it was a very long hall, one that if he tried to run, he would most likely collapse before he got to the d.

Sigh ~!

'Rich people and using money to create problems for themselves. How the hell am I supposed to find a maid now?'.

His eyes picked up on the grand staircase just a short distance away from him. Its marble steps curved gracefully downward, the banister a work of art in carved wood and gold leaf.

Without thinking twice, Ha Joon placed his hand on the pillar and leaped down.

Baam!

He was falling to the g, his feet set and ready to balance his fall. But th, out of nowhere, the same knight he had se slicing a man in two appeared on his landing spot.

Ha Joon's eyes wided in shock, but he was already too far down to change his trajectory.

The knight, completely oblivious to Ha Joon, was soon met with a heavy collision. Ha Joon's forehead slammed against her, and in an effort to turn, he accidtally grabbed her by the breasts.

The both of them crashed to the g violtly. Silce immediately taking over.