[Fierce Glint] is an Attributive

No, it wasn't just the entire audience that was shocked; even a certain Master, watching from over a hundred miles away through Laifu, was startled.

"Pah! This brat! Didn't I teach you to be humble, not aggressive? You haven't learned a single traditional virtue of the Celestial Empire, have you?" Lein muttered through gritted teeth.

As the saying goes, 'It takes a day to learn bad habits, and three years to learn good ones.'

The Master, operating under the principle of 'revenge is best served immediately,' believed that if a white dragon dared to get on his nerves, it should be hired as a doorman, and if demons dared to invade his territory, they should become part of it.

Every single person who dared to challenge him had become the strongest support for his [Legendary Reputation].

If the Master was like this, how could his disciple, Downs, be any less of a devout follower?

"My name is Downs Quijote, a High-Level Mage..." Downs announced loudly.

Hearing this, the disguised Archmage peeking in nodded with satisfaction. "Oh, it seems my disciple has taken my words to heart. One must be neither humble nor arrogant."

Who knew Downs had more to say: "I am a disciple of a Legendary Archmage. If anyone wishes to know my Master's name, you may ask after defeating me."

The moment Downs spoke, Lein's vision went black.

It wasn't for any other reason than that the words gave him a sense of déjà vu, a common trope from the third-rate fantasy novels he'd read before transmigrating. 'Who is my Master? Who is my father? If you dare touch me, my family will hunt you to the ends of the earth.'

Generally, characters who said such things didn't live past two chapters!

For a moment, Lein even considered using the soul connection to have [Laifu] act as a mouthpiece to scold his arrogant disciple.

Alas! In the end, it was the difference in thinking between Lein, a person from the Celestial Empire, and the people of Chaos World!

The Master had repeatedly instructed him not to reveal his full name, and Downs had accepted.

Although the Master's original intention was, '[Disciple, if you cause trouble, never say that Master is me]', it had been interpreted by Downs as: 'The world is not worthy of knowing the Master's name, but they are obligated to know of the Master's existence and pay him homage.'

Perhaps this was the otherworldly version of 'I may not walk the paths of the martial world, but my legend echoes through it.'

At this moment, the vast hall, over six hundred square meters with a ceiling height of more than four meters, was utterly silent.

The clamor from moments before had abruptly ceased.

The light from oil lamps and the large windows was completely overshadowed by the dazzling lightning at the entrance.

People's gazes were involuntarily drawn, and they instinctively held their breath.

Anyone else might have had an old veteran jump out to teach Downs about the 'rules of the Cervantes Adventurers Guild.'

But there was none!

Not only had Downs's mastery of wind elementals stunned the entire audience, but there was also a significant figure at the entrance, carrying a battle axe and with his arms crossed...

"It's Famite! Lord Famite!?"

A Master Level expert!

This was a super-important figure rarely seen in normal times. In the small territory of Cervantes Kingdom, a Master was at the apex of the pyramid.

Even if Famite did nothing but stand there, it was the greatest support for this mysterious young man.

Let alone riff-raff, anyone who felt their strength was insufficient would weigh the situation and dare not approach Downs.

But the most crucial element was the so-called 'owl' on Downs's shoulder.

No matter how weak Laifu might seem, it was a legendary Fire Bat.

As a high-level creature, it could defeat any high-level professional present in a one-on-one fight. Even a high-level team of five would struggle to contend with it.

Not to mention, it also served as the eyes and ears of a 'Legendary Archmage.'

In this regard, Lein had underestimated the meaning behind [Legendary Reputation].

It not only represented a being's fame but also the world's recognition. Without sufficient Legendary Reputation, the world wouldn't even allow a professional to ascend to the legendary tier.

The phrase "[Gleaming Fierce Eyes]" is an adjective on Earth. But in Chaos World, it's different! This world records every action and word of any intelligent life, and everyone's deeds will seriously affect their [Alignment] in this world.

For example, if someone with a good alignment commits evil, they will shift towards the evil alignment.

Therefore, "[Gleaming Fierce Eyes]" can be an [adjective].

Lein himself wasn't aware of it, but those present with high [Perception] could instantly sense a powerful being, one who had truly [slain dragons and demons], crossing the dimensions of time and space, casting a gentle glance over the scene.

With just this fleeting glance, the dozen or so high-level professionals present were so terrified their hair stood on end.

"Did you feel it? That profound gaze."

"Gods above, are there still legendary magic-users walking the world these days?"

"Don't be afraid, it feels like a [Neutral] expert."

"Hoo, is the world about to change?"

Downs's eyes blazed like lightning, his physically electrified gaze sweeping across the hall. Even without saying another word, an aura of 'everyone present is trash' emanated from him.

Yet, no one dared to defy him.

Even if they didn't respect him, they certainly respected the peerless expert represented by the owl on his shoulder!

For about ten seconds, the entire hall was dead silent.

Fortunately, a well-featured attendant girl, seeing Famite's encouraging nod, decisively approached Downs.

"Hello! Mr. Quijote, are you here to issue a summons? If so, please register your basic information at the Adventurers' Guild first..."

Downs went through the motions, and soon, a recruitment announcement caused a huge stir in the Adventurers' Guild, and even throughout the Kingdom.

This time, on the surface, a High-Level Mage was recruiting companions to explore a mage tower.

In reality, it was the Archmage hidden behind Downs that truly captivated everyone.

Downs's background and resume were almost public knowledge; anyone with some connections could find out his original identity as a Knight apprentice.

A pure human whose body wasn't corrupted by chaotic magic and who had no alien bloodline naturally couldn't be a Warlock disguised as a mage.

The first official High-Level Mage in a hundred years, systematically taught and trained!

Let alone other great nobles in the Kingdom, even spies from other countries were alerted.

Fortunately, most people preferred to wait and see, wanting to know if this newly promoted High-Level Mage, Downs, truly received a comprehensive magical education as rumored.

This was because Warlocks had a significant drawback – their magic wasn't learned, but rather dependent on their bloodline. For example, Dragon-blooded Warlocks usually wouldn't have defensive spells, as a dragon's body was the best defense. Thus, Dragon-blooded Warlocks often had strong offense but weak defense.

Under these circumstances, four high-level applicants were approved by Downs.

Juan Sandru, a greatshield warrior, a typical defensive class.

Pat Colao, a cleric of light.

Christine Levander, a ranger.

John Shadowdagger, a rogue.

Regardless of whether Lein said anything, Downs could tell that all four were connections from Ganis's envoy group.

Not only did the four know each other, but their intentional and unintentional glances made it clear that Downs was the outsider.

Downs wasn't bothered. After two days of preparation, he led the team and grandly entered the mage tower.