Cat Sister sat up abruptly, while Larry No. 3 dropped to his knees.
"Who are you?" Cat Sister stared at everything before her in disbelief.
Naimus, however, frowned.
"Only four stars?"
Cards in Silver City were generally rated by stars; the higher the quality, the more stars they had.
Naimus had not expected his Swordsmanship at Sword Saint Level One to be worth only four stars.
"The highest Origin star rating for a core card is only four stars," Cat Sister said faintly from the side.
Most people's Origin card was [Strike].
[Strike] [★] [Type: Skill Enhancement] [Usage Requirement: One-Handed Weapon] [Swing your weapon to strike the target once.] [Restriction: Sufficient stamina] [Origin: Swordsmanship Training Camp]
Most people had to enter training-related events for their Skill Enhancement, undergoing long periods of training before completing the enhancement with the help of the event's special environment.
After all, even if someone focused completely and gave it their all, successfully enhancing a one-star card would earn them recognition as a genius.
Those who could exceed one star were geniuses among geniuses, worthy of discussion throughout all of Silver City and regarded as the next Silver Breed.
Yet Naimus, a newly born person, had completed a Skill Enhancement right before her eyes with a few casual gestures, without even using a weapon—and it had reached the maximum of four stars.
What was someone like that supposed to be called?
A god?
"So that's it. It's a matter of fate," Naimus said to himself, having found the crux of the problem.
Naimus's Swordsmanship was the Sword of Fortune, and fortune was a crucial component of it.
But the power of fate in Silver City was exceedingly weak. One could even say that this place had, to a certain extent, escaped fate's control.
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