It seems that this system upgrade has made it more suited to this world, no longer just a game like before. Franz felt both excited and worried. It looked like he would need to buy a few more things to ensure his safety.
However, when Franz looked at the system, his eyes widened. Since when had the Mangekyō Sharingan reached 80,000 silver coins? The Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan had also risen to 700,000 silver. Even the other jutsus had increased in price. Now, with only 2,000 silver coins, he could barely afford E and D-rank jutsus.
Exiting the system, Franz felt incredibly frustrated. The system was such a greedy merchant! Seeing how easily he made money, it raised the prices—just like in his past life. Every time gas prices went up, so did everything else, but salaries never did. Suddenly, Emon entered and said, “Young master, the patriarch and the elders are waiting for you in the main hall.”
When Franz entered the hall, he saw Duss along with the council of elders. Leona and the other top 8 participants were also there. Franz guessed it was time for the rewards. Leona immediately pulled him to stand beside her. Geoffrey and Grey smiled at him warmly. Only Sothe remained cold as ice, and Desmond looked at him with venomous eyes.
As expected, after some speeches and encouragement, the elders began distributing rewards to those outside the top 4. Grey and Sothe tied for 4th place. Grey received a large blue oval shield, taller than him, engraved with a golden lion crest and adorned with a shimmering magic core in the center. It was clear at a glance that this wasn’t an ordinary item but a magical piece of equipment. Sothe received a suit of magical scale armor—lightweight but offering great defense—reportedly made from the scales of a 5th-level magic beast, the Venomous Green Snake.
Although Desmond had been eliminated early, as the grandson of the Great Elder, he was still given a set of magical armor, though it was inferior to the other rewards. Desmond’s glare toward Franz grew even more hostile, causing Franz to frown slightly.
When it was time for the top 3 rewards, the patriarch himself handed them out. This time, two of his own children were among the top 3, making him beam with joy, though Duss still maintained his dignified demeanor as head of the family.
“Leona, this time you’ve made it to the top 3. The family rewards you with a magical bracelet engraved with a fire-enhancing spell and a 6th-level fire spell, the Flames of Wrath.”
Leona accepted the bracelet, clearly delighted. She immediately put it on, revealing a delicate, lily-white hand from the wide sleeve of her robe. It was hard to believe that this hand had beaten so many opponents to a pulp.
Next was Geoffrey. Duss presented him with a long spear, its body a dark copper-red, with a serpent coiled around the spearhead.
“This is the Serpent Spear, well-suited to your combat style. It’s also enhanced with a 3rd-level spell, Lightning Serpent Frenzy.”
Duss handed the spear to Geoffrey. It suited him perfectly, and Franz felt as if he were seeing the legendary warrior Zhao Yun. Franz knew the power of Lightning Serpent Frenzy—it could paralyze enemies, much like the Kusanagi Blade. But he also knew the limitation of magical equipment: it could only unleash its magic once per day.
Finally, it was Franz’s turn. Duss couldn’t help but let a slight smile form. Franz’s reward was in a small box.
“Your reward is a pair of daggers. While they aren’t magical, their sharpness and piercing ability are extraordinary. They also have two grooves for applying different poisons. However, three years ago, one of the daggers was stolen, so now there’s only one left. You may choose a magical weapon from the first floor of the family vault as compensation.”
Duss glanced at Leona, who lowered her head, avoiding his gaze. Franz was puzzled and opened the box. Inside was a dagger about 9 inches long, completely black, without reflecting any light. Two grooves ran along the blade, just as Duss had described, and it emanated a chilling aura. But what was even more remarkable was that this dagger was identical to the one Leona had given him when he was 12.
So, it was Leona who had stolen the dagger from the family to give to him. She thought her secret was safe, but it hadn’t escaped Duss’s sharp eyes. He just hadn’t mentioned it before. Today, with Franz winning first place and the Great Elder’s pressure, Duss used the opportunity to reward Franz with the remaining dagger and let him pick another weapon.
Franz was moved. He hadn’t realized how valuable the dagger Leona had given him was. However, he felt a bit troubled. If the elders investigated and made a big deal out of it, Franz might not even know how he ended up dead. After thinking about his reward for a moment, Franz spoke.
“I don’t want equipment, but I want a 6th-level magic core and 100,000 gold coins.”
“Very well.”
Before the elders could react, Duss agreed immediately. Last time, Franz had taken a 6th-level magic core from the family vault, and Duss had noticed. He even secretly thought the boy was too honest for not taking more. Who knows how Franz would feel if he knew his father’s thoughts.
Franz had carefully considered his reward. The Gamer Mode was over, and now he had to face the real, dangerous world. No matter how strong one was, it was impossible to fight alone against countless enemies. That’s why he decided to build his own power. He realized that his family wasn’t as stable as it appeared. Having his own forces would be a better way to protect himself. And to build power, the first thing he needed was money.
"Little brother, are you really not going to the Royal Academy with me? With your talent, you'll definitely be accepted," Leona said in a pitiful tone to Franz. The family's examination had ended, and she had to return to the academy to continue her studies. Leona had wanted to drag Franz along, but the boy refused to go no matter what, which made her furious."Come on, little brother, go with me. There are so many beautiful girls at the academy. Plus, I have a great reputation there and can introduce you to a few... no, maybe even a few dozen!"Leona resorted to using beautiful girls to lure him. Franz could only smile wryly. It wasn't that he didn’t want to go—who wouldn’t like beautiful girls? But at the Royal Academy, he couldn't increase his strength. He grew stronger by killing monsters and leveling up, and while the academy had plenty of beautiful girls, there weren't any magical beasts to hunt."My friend, if you're not interested in th
"Fool, how could you do such a thing?"In the Bonaparte family, the Great Elder was furious, scolding Desmond. Desmond, in turn, remained silent, his head bowed in fear. The Great Elder’s face turned purple with anger, his eyes wide and his beard bristling fiercely. He pointed a finger at Desmond and shouted."You fool! Remember, Franz is the son of the head of the Bonaparte family, not to mention that he is now the family’s genius. And you, you think you're clever, sending someone to assassinate the family's genius? Do you think Duss doesn’t know? Fool!"Desmond, used to being arrogant, couldn't bear the fact that Franz had surpassed him. He resented Franz, feeling humiliated, so in his rage, Desmond hired an assassin to kill Franz. However, once his anger subsided, he remembered Franz's status and hurried to plead with the Great Elder. Desmond knelt down, clinging to the elder's legs."Grandfather, please save me. I acted out of anger. No, it was Franz who humiliated me! I don’t wan
Chakra exploded, slicing the bandit in half, blood spraying onto Franz's deep-red chunin uniform. The bandit stared wide-eyed as his body was severed, his face expressing disbelief, regret, and a whirlwind of emotions before he took his last breath.“Ding, congratulations to the host for killing assassin number 5...”Despite the bloody scene, the remaining bandit did not panic. Two others split in different directions, daggers in hand, charging at Franz. At this point, they abandoned stealth, opting for a direct attack.Franz brought his left hand's index and middle fingers together. He shouted softly:“Lightning Shock!”Electricity surged from Franz, forming hundreds of lightning snakes that lashed out at the two approaching bandits. They couldn’t dodge in time and were instantly struck, their bodies paralyzed and unable to move.Franz gripped the hilt of Cloudfall, ready to finish them off. However, just as th
“Ouch, that hurts.”“Young Master is awake!”As soon as Franz regained consciousness, he was greeted by Emon’s tear-streaked face, his eyes red and snot running down his nose. Franz looked around. This was his room, not the magical beast forest. Right... Emon. He struggled to sit up and asked,“Emon, did you bring me back?”Emon shook his head and replied, “No, Young Master, it was a mercenary group that brought you back.”Franz looked at Emon skeptically. He remembered the figure that had shielded him—it seemed very familiar. Yes, it was clearly Emon. But now Emon was saying that a mercenary group had brought him back. What was going on?“Examine Technique.”Name: Emon Level: 4 Status: Healthy Skills: None Franz frowned. Why were there question marks for all the details? But when comparing the information wi
“The person has compensated you with 3 million gold coins. I’ll give you 1 million, and the rest is my fee for negotiating. Also, if you need equipment, you can go to the Weapon Shop to pick it up without needing approval from the elders.”Franz realized that this card was similar to a credit card on Earth. 1 million—wow, that’s a significant amount. He had become a millionaire in just a few months. Suppressing his excitement, Franz smirked and said,“200,000 for negotiating is quite a lot, don’t you think? And I don’t need the Weapon Shop right now.”Duss seemed to understand what Franz was thinking and gave a mysterious smile.“You’ll understand the usefulness of the Weapon Shop in the future; others would be eager to get in. If you don’t need the 1 million, that’s fine.”“Oh, no, I didn’t say I didn’t want it. I’ll take the 1 million.&rdqu
The golden lion crest represented the Bonaparte family, one of the four great families in the capital after the royal family. Even a common disciple from one of these four families was not someone they could touch, especially since this crest was only possessed by the direct line of the Bonaparte family.“Seize these two and take them to the dungeon.”The captain quickly changed his orders, and the soldiers surrounded and captured the two young men. But Franz raised his hand to stop them.“Wait a moment.”Saying that, he sat down and gently patted the girl's head with a kind smile.“Little sister, what’s your name?”Unexpectedly, the girl, seeing the soldiers' attitude towards Franz, immediately knelt and begged.“Sir, please save my brother. Natasha is willing to serve you as a maid for life.”Franz frowned and quickly helped Natasha up, saying,“Hold on, tell
“How is the Golden Lion Guard's strength?”Franz asked with a serious expression. Forde clasped his hands respectfully.“Sir, the Golden Lion Guard has a total of 110 members this time, including 80 swordsmen and 30 archers. Please feel free to inspect.”Franz nodded slightly. He had no doubts about the Golden Lion Guard's capabilities. Defeating a single member would be a formidable challenge. He handed Natasha, who was sleeping on his shoulder, to Forde and said,“Please carry this child for me. Be careful.”To Franz's surprise, Forde grimaced and fumbled, unsure of how to hold Natasha properly. His earlier bravery seemed to have vanished. Franz laughed softly.“Never mind, I’ll carry her myself. You go interrogate the two captives and find out where they are holding the children.”“Yes, sir.”Forde, relieved, hurried off, fearing that Franz might change his mi
At noon, the weather in Muchen’s capital wasn’t too hot, but it was still enough to make people feel a bit sluggish. On the hill, the Iron Blood Clan had no idea that the men they sent to chase Natasha had run into trouble. Their camp consisted of rows of wooden houses lined up next to each other, indicating that this place had been used by them several times before. Inside the best-preserved house, an old man wearing a purple mage robe sat with his eyes half-closed on the room’s main chair, looking like a sage who had achieved enlightenment. A moment later, a swordsman entered, crossing his arms respectfully before speaking.“Master Zeko, the people we sent out have returned.”The old man nodded and waved his hand, signaling the swordsman to leave. Zeko relished the sense of superiority. Although he was only an Advanced Mage, he still held a certain level of respect within the Iron Blood Clan. It was well-known that mages on the Lion Continent were a rare breed. Furthermore, the impe