The Author's POV

Chapter 33

Fortunately, thanks to how advanced the technology of this world was, all my broken bones and cuts were healed overnight. What used to take months to heal back in my previous world, healed overnight. Truly miraculous.

It was Sunday morning, and Thomas came to pick me up.

...It was finally time for me to collect my reward. A skill.

I had originally planned on acquiring a skill when my strength reached a certain level, but it came as a pleasant surprise for me to be able to get my hands on one this early in the novel.

It has to be noted that within the academy, apart from the professors, only a small percentage of students had skills. This was including the third years.

Only the rich second-generation heirs could even have a chance at acquiring a skill, and even then, they could only gain access to at most a couple. They were just too expensive and rare for guilds to freely give them away...

Following Thomas inside of a remote location that was heavily guarded against all directions, arriving in front of a large building that seemed to look like regular storage space, Thomas nodded towards an empty space.

Soon a couple of shadows in the form of two white-clad guards materialized in front of us. I was slightly startled by their appearance, but I soon calmed down. The people guarding this place should obviously be strong, else what was the point of even storing such valuable things here?

After doing multiple checks on Thomas, the guards that were clad in white hid in the shadows completely masking their presence.

After seeing the guards disappearing, Thomas placed his palm on the wall.

-Clank!

A couple of seconds after placing his palm on the wall, a small section on the wall disappeared revealing a small compartment that contained a digital 6-digit lock.

-Beep! -Beep! -Beep!

Arriving in front of the box, Thomas quickly inserted the passcode.

Right after inserting the password, a green light blinked a couple of times, and soon after, in a similar fashion to before, a small circular compartment appeared on the wall.

Opening his right eye wide, Thomas leaned on the wall and placed his eyes on the hole.

-Clank!

-Voooooom!

Seconds after placing his eye on the wall, a loud rumbling resonated across the surroundings and the overhead door slid upwards.

"That's one hell of an annoying process!"

Stretching his back, Thomas grumbled as he waited for the door to completely slide upwards.

As soon as the door opened completely, I felt a blinding light enter my eyes, prompting me to cover my eyes with my arm.

After the light dyed down, a completely unknown world was presented before me.

A thick metallic scent instantly entered my nostrils as I passed the large metallic gate. Soon, the scent was replaced by an aromatic scent that pleasantly enveloped my nose.

Beyond the door, an open entryway with high ceilings painted with vivid imagery depicting an image of several humans fighting against a demon instantly caught my attention.

The marble floor polished to the point that the lights neatly reflected on the marble, reminded of a clear lake that gently reflected the sun rays coming from the sun. Arriving inside of a spacious room with patterned walls, heavy curtains, area rugs, high windows, and upholstered furniture made of heavy oak, Thomas told me to patiently sit down on a red sofa.

sink on the sofa, I nervously waited for Thomas. To say I wasn't nervous would be a lie. Although there was no one present in the room, it felt

Thomas was away felt

Thomas soon came back with a

"Follow me"

he urged me to follow him as he

admired the hallway that was filled with paintings, designer pieces, and other artistic décor that made this place

front of a large safe door, in which two individuals patiently stood. However, what instantly caught my attention was the fact that although their uniform was similar to the regular guards in the black market, contrary to their white color, theirs was red. Indicating that they had a higher status than the white-clad

they were the last defensive line

to the guards,

he said "Alright before I leave, let me warn you

choose one skill, let me repeat

that I could only take one skill. Looking at

know, skills are

away skills to non-members is still a bit of a burden for us. If not for the fact that you helped us solve a major crisis we

I repeatedly nodded my head. Everything that he said I already knew. His seriousness was understandable as skills were indeed worth a

gratified smile on his face as he looked at me who understood what he said. Taking the red card from my

choose can only be between rank G and F. Higher ranked skills will

floors, in which you will only be

chuckling, Thomas teasingly looked

you did again, we might just grant you access

"I'm good"

way would I want to go through

I'll wait outside. Once you're done with choosing your skill, you can directly learn it under the watch

to the side and allowed me to enter

"Stand there"

door of the vault, the red-clad guard

-Voom!

spot that the guard pointed.

-Ding! -Ding!

"Alright you're all set"

-Beep!

-Krrrrrr

a loud

"Alright, have fun kid"

the wall and took out a packet of cigarettes only

my head I headed towards the

-Clank!

behind

all the way to the end of the

"Wow..."

of me left me flabbergasted. In the F rank section alone, there were no less than a thousand

form of a book. That's why this place looked

color and represented the different affinity of the skill book ranging from, fire, water,

have one hour to

out of it was a cold voice that came from the speaker in the corner of

myself, I looked through the G and F rank

skills to choose from, I immediately decided to narrow down my scope of search. First things firsts, I immediately

mage, my mana capacity was fairly low. Choosing a skill that drained of all the mana in my body would be extremely detrimental for me as the [Keiki style] too used a bit of mana whenever I execute a skill. If I didn't use mana, there was no way I would've been able to move so

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