A week had passed since Alvin's initiation into the corporate rhythm of Graham Company. As he approached the office building on that particular morning, he noticed Marshall standing near the entrance. The two exchanged a friendly nod, and without hesitation, they walked side by side into the bustling lobby.The elevator doors opened just as they reached it, and Alvin and Marshall stepped inside. The hum of the elevator's ascent enveloped them in a brief moment of solitude. It was within this confined space that Marshall broached a topic beyond the realm of work."Hey, Alvin," Marshall began, leaning casually against the elevator wall, "how's Camilla doing these days? Last time we talked, she had just lost Richard."Alvin's expression softened at the mention of Camilla. "She's doing much better now," he replied. "She's formed a contract with Neptunis and even mastered the art of lightning magic. It's incredible how resilient she is."Marshall's eyes widened in genuine amazement. "That'
The sound of clicking between the mouse and keyboard filled the entire room of a 25 year old man who had given up on finding a job. To fill his free time while waiting for some interview calls to come, the man with black hair and brown eyes was busy playing games on his computer to alleviate his boredom towards reality. "AL-VIIIIIN! Turn off your computer right! Now! It's already 3 am, and you haven't slept?!" shouted a woman's voice from outside his room that pierced through the silence of the night. Like a teenager addicted to playing video games, Alvin ended his game on his computer and turned it off. "Okay, I'm going to sleep now!" replied Alvin loudly as he got up from his chair, then turned off the light in his room and lay down on his bed. Actually, the feeling of sleepiness no longer dominated him after he had finished two cups of coffee that he made a few hours ago. However, because his mother had shouted and must have heard the sound of his keyboard and mouse clashing, A
Arthfael pulled back his right arm muscles with a fiery gaze aimed towards the Dreadspawn monster standing in front of him. Within three large strides, Dreadspawn, who had been hundreds of meters away, was suddenly in front of him. With precise calculation, Arthfael immediately thrust his right arm with all the strength he had left directly towards the red-colored monster's stomach. BOOM! DAAAMPPHH! The sound of the blow echoed throughout the stadium, which served as their arena. In fact, the punch delivered by Arthfael just now caused such a great and swift wind speed within seconds. "This should be enough to make it retreat and prepare for another strike until it's helpless," muttered Arthfael as he watched the Dreadspawn monster, which had been hit, now pushed back and helpless under the attack it received. Arthfael smiled as a notification appeared, indicating that his strength had increased twice as much as before. Despite his battered and bruised body and even some of his te
The three women who were surprised by Arthfael's behavior eventually approached him, then held his shoulder and looked at him through a mirror reflection. "Should we postpone it until after you shower, sir?" the woman asked while seductively touching Arthfael's body. Arthfael's mind was not even focused on his desire to spend time with the three women. He was actually wondering in his mind about what was really happening to him. Arthfael turned around and looked at the three women in turn, "Maybe I want to take a shower and clean up," said Arthfael. "We can shower together if you want, sir." the woman beside him suggested. Arthfael struggled to swallow his saliva, which made his throat feel dry. "No need. I'll call you when I'm done." Arthfael refused. Feeling rejected, the three women eventually obeyed Arthfael's command and quickly left the room. Before leaving, one of the women placed a bottle containing Phoenix tears to treat Arthfael's wounds. "I put the medicine here." s
Arthfael's drenched body lay on the bed, covered with a thick white blanket. Slowly, his eyes blinked and his forehead furrowed, a sign that he would soon regain consciousness. "Eunghh." Arthfael groaned as he felt the pain in his nose from submerging himself in the bathtub a few moments ago. "Look, he's starting to wake up," said Valentina, her voice echoing in Arthfael's ears. The three women in revealing clothing and curvy figures who had accompanied Arthfael since the end of the match, including the one who helped Valentina get Arthfael out of the bathtub, were also present. Slowly, Arthfael's eyes opened and began to adjust to the light coming into them. "Hey! Are you awake?" asked Valentina. Hearing Valentina's voice growing clearer, Arthfael immediately sat up from his lying position, exposing his upper body clearly. The three women around him, along with Valentina, were also surprised to see Arthfael's bare body. Arthfael looked at everyone around him and finally realized
Arthfael's second match finally continued at night, after he finished dinner to replenish his body energy that was depleted from his fight with Dreadspawn earlier in the day. The three women who accompanied him had left him since he finished dinner, and now only Valentina the fairy was beside him. "Ogreking usually has a weak spot in the neck and chin area. But because that area is usually quite thick, it seems like you have to hit it hard," said Valentina, who appeared to be flying on Arthfael's right side while waiting for the wooden door in front of them to open. Arthfael looked at Valentina, "Don't I have any weapons? Do I have to fight with my bare hands again?" Valentina shrugged her shoulders, "You can take a weapon from the opponent you defeated. But because Dreadspawn didn't bring a weapon, you don't have any weapons." "Damn," murmured Arthfael, feeling that this match would be much harder. "Because your opponent this time is an S-level monster, every hit will increase 5
Arthfael stomped his foot on the ground and then jumped into the air, his hand already clenched since earlier, hitting Ogreking's jaw hard enough to make him turn his face to the right. BOOOM!! "Ugh!" Ogreking groaned as he felt the strong blow to his jaw. Seeing his monster being hit for the second time and even Arthfael managing to dodge Ogreking's wooden stick, King Galen stood up and watched Arthfael carefully. "Why do his punches always succeed, and he can dodge Ogru's throws so well? Is he also a magic expert?" Galen asked. His aide, Magnus, standing beside King Galen, then placed his hands in front of his thighs and looked at Arthfael for a moment before bowing his head again in front of Galen. "It seems not, Your Majesty. That man doesn't seem to have any magic powers. Judging from his strength, he is just an ordinary man with a level below 100." Magnus replied. Galen nodded several times, "Interesting. He doesn't seem to have any magic powers, but he can fight Ogru so
For three days, Arthfael was on his way to the Esteria Palace. Arthfael's once enthusiastic spirit had dwindled completely. Even when the carriage he was riding in entered the palace grounds, Arthfael just slumped in his seat, staring out the window. "Hey! Wake up! We have arrived at the Esteria Palace!" shouted Valentina, pulling Arthfael's hair to get him to snap out of it. But Arthfael's body felt too weak to move. Finally, the carriage carrying Arthfael, Magnus, and Valentina stopped right behind the carriage carrying King Galen and the Princess. The royal guards in their armor quickly lined up to greet the arrival of King Galen's entourage, who had just returned from Suncrest City. "King Galen and the Princess have arrived!" shouted one of the guards to announce the leader's arrival in the area. The guards who had lined up from the front of the carriage carrying Galen and the Princess to the entrance of the palace immediately stood tall and puffed up their chests to show resp