Becoming an Adventurer

Apart from the Asura Kingdom, the map in his hand also contained the specific locations and information of the Adventurers' Guilds in the Ranoa Kingdom and the other three major magic nations.

After weaving back and forth and circling the entire city several times, Kain finally entered the Adventurers' Guild at noon.

He walked into the Adventurers' Guild and saw human adventurers drinking on both sides. The most eye-catching one was a young girl wearing a wizard's hat, dressed in a brown coat, and sporting twin braids.

She was drinking alone, her face very cute, her figure completely flat, and she looked to be around his same age. Moreover, she should be of the same Demon Race as him, which was easily identifiable from her blue hair.

Hm, she was the type that lolicons really liked.

It was a pity that he was an upright gentleman and definitely not a lolicon.

"Failed, failed again... You guys, hic! are truly a bunch of eyeless bastards... hic..."

Uh, she looked extremely frustrated...

The girl was muttering something at a table by the guild tavern's door. Her staff rested on a stool beside the table, and several crooked wooden goblets sat in front of her, making it look like she had consumed a fair amount of alcohol.

Long blue hair of the Migurd Race? But why would someone from that race, who lived on the Demon Continent, communicated through telepathy, and never left their homes, appear here?

Could she have been teleported here after a magical experiment failed?!

Kain shook his head slightly, ignoring the girl's mutterings, and walked straight toward the front desk.

"Come have a drink! Haha, yo! We've got a fresh face here! Looks tender enough!"

A bald drunkard saw Kain approaching and wore a somewhat lewd smile.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, don't ignore people! You damn little brat!"

Seeing that Kain did not answer him, the drunkard directly flared up and reached out to grab Kain's clothes, but with a swish!

The man's neck snapped to the side with a crack, and he crashed straight backward onto the floor with a clatter.

Everyone in the tavern instantly froze, dumbfounded as they looked at the fallen person.

Although the person on the ground was not a particularly formidable adventurer, he was still a B-rank adventurer and a swordsman of the Advanced Sword God Style. Yet such a person had been instantly one-shot by a juvenile-looking boy?! Furthermore, they hadn't even seen him make a move.

In an instant, all the greedy gazes within the guild tavern that had wanted to bully the newcomer shifted away from Kain.

Even the man's companions did not dare to stand up for him.

Apprehension.

A fellow of unknown strength like this would always pop up in the guild once in a while, and every single one of them was the type you must never provoke.

"Excuse me."

Kain said faintly, ignoring everyone's gazes as he stepped right over the drunkard's body and walked to the front desk.

Ill-mannered scumbags of that sort existed everywhere in the Central Continent, and human nobles probably had the most of them, but as long as it didn't affect his ability to make money right now, it was fine. After all, because of this detour, the supplies and food he had bought in the Holy Land Street Town were almost depleted, so he needed to make money quickly.

However, if they provoked him too much, he would have to teach them a lesson; he couldn't let himself be treated like a soft persimmon.

"Hello, please issue me an adventurer's ID card." Kain said in a soft voice, wearing a smile.

No matter the time, politeness was always the best way to leave a good first impression. It could narrow the distance between people and give a comfortable feeling of mutual respect.

Of course, this kind of knowledge could not be learned in this world; it was experience accumulated from his previous life.

The receptionist was a blonde-haired, blue-eyed young girl whose chest zipper was pulled down very low. A patch of snowy scenery was visible, but Kain kept his eyes fixed straight ahead; nothing could obstruct his desire to make money right now.

"O-Okay, sir, please wait a moment."

The blonde receptionist looked down at the burly man's fallen body, his neck twisted at a 90-degree angle, and couldn't help drawing in a sharp breath. This guy was an Advanced-class Sword God Style swordsman, yet he had been knocked out with a single strike by the boy in front of her who looked barely ten years old?!

"Kain Brand Reiback."

Stating his name, Kain's Adventurers' Guild card was processed very quickly.

Upon seeing the information on the card, the receptionist older sister froze right where she stood! Her brain seemed to be flooded with something and instantly short-circuited, displaying a shocked expression of disbelief at her own eyes.

[Name: Kain Brand Reiback] [Race: Demon-Human Half-Blood] [Adventurer Rank: F-rank] [Magic Rank: Lower-class Water Magic, Lower-class Earth Magic] [Swordsmanship Rank: Sword God Style: Divine Rank] [Alias: Second Sword God]

"Is... Is this right?!"

The Second Sword God?! Shouldn't there only be one Sword God?!

The female receptionist thought as she bit her lip, repeatedly confirming the other party's information.

Yet the results yielded only a single outcome.

The busty, blonde receptionist wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. Her two soft mounds of flesh heaved up and down with her emotions, and her expression was somewhat flustered. The adventurer card was a creation of the Technique God among the Seven Great Powers and could never be wrong, which meant that...

The boy in front of her, who looked only about ten years old, was the acknowledged Second Sword God of the Sword God's Holy Land...

Kain scratched his cheek, tilting his head slightly in confusion.

"Um, miss... Is there a problem?"

"N-No problem at all, Lord Sword God! Y-Your adventurer rank, we will change it, we will change it as soon as possible! Please rest assured, it will just take a little time! Yes, just a little time."

The blonde female receptionist lost her composure slightly and tremblingly took the card from Kain's hand.

Is this person alright...

Kain genuinely worried that if her hands shook any more, she would drop his adventurer card onto the floor.

Moreover, almost everyone present heard the words of the female receptionist.

"That guy is the Sword God?! Seriously?!"

"Doesn't that mean if I defeat him, his Sword God title belongs to me?!"

"Judging by his appearance, he's only about ten years old or so. It looks like the old Sword God really is getting old, choosing such a delicate-looking kid as the Sword God."

Upon hearing the last sentence, Kain's expression instantly darkened. He slowly turned around, his eyes narrowing slightly with a trace of danger in his gaze.

"Master is old? Are you even worthy of evaluating him?! Please take back your words, or else I won't be able to let this pass as if nothing happened! Also, I am not small!"

"What did you say?! Just a little brat, stop acting so arrogant! I think he's just a liar! Everyone together! Whoever defeats him is the Sword God! Hahaha!"

Kain's gaze swept quickly over the figures standing up around him, and he slowly placed his hand on the hilt of the stone sword tucked at his waist. There was no other reason; Kain did not want to stain his master's sword. Even if he used the scabbard, he could resolve this mob of lowlifes with one hand.

"Everyone, get him!"

Someone shouted! A crowd of adventurers, except for a few who remained seated, all rushed toward Kain!

However, the time around Kain seemed to slow down by several times. 0.001 seconds later, the stone sword left its scabbard, and the Blade of Light slashed horizontally, swift as lightning and agile as a soaring dragon!

He swung his sword in a single motion! Bang, bang, bang, bang! Everyone who lunged at him was instantly struck in the chest, arms, and legs. They spat blood from their mouths and noses, crashed through the guild doors and walls, and flew backward out of the building.

Until the sword swing was complete, the ringing of the blade echoed all around, shattering the guild's windows.

The tavern, which had been bustling just moments before, now only echoed with the groans of the defeated adventurers.

"No matter how many small fry there are, they're still just small fry. Rest assured, this is just a sword made of stone, but next time, a sword made of stone can also cut open flesh and blood!"

Kain slowly sheathed his sword, his cold gaze sweeping across the surroundings and frightening those adventurers into dropping directly to their knees and kowtowing on the floor!

In this world, strength was forever the best sobering agent.

"We were wrong! Please spare us!"

"Apologize."

"S-Sorry!!"

"Who are you apologizing to?"

"S-Sorry, Lord Sword God Gall!"

"Get lost!"

A dozen or so adventurers scrambled out of the guild in a panic. Of course, they were only adventurers skilled in intermediate or lower-class swordsmanship.

Any swordsman of Saint-rank or above who could use Battle Aura could sense the thick, sharp, blade-like terrifying Battle Aura emanating from Kain.

"Heh, the Second Sword God... Truly terrifying. I never thought I'd encounter a character of this level in a place like this. Just looking at him, the sheer volume of Battle Aura on him had my legs trembling..."

A swordsman with curly blonde hair watched Kain as the latter turned around and stood in place, obediently waiting for his adventurer card, cold sweat streaming down the man's forehead.

"Hey, it's not that terrifying, is it, Zoldat? I think he's just a very powerful and handsome young man, and quite cute, too."

Rina, the magician opposite him, heaved her chest and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Zoldat gulped down two mouthfuls of wine from his bottle, steadied his nerves, and sighed.

"Idiot! Do you know what he just used?! That was the ultimate technique of the Sword God Style, the Blade of Light! Do you know what that means? If that guy wanted to, killing everyone present would be an absolute breeze."

"Besides, you're a magician, Rina, so of course you couldn't sense it! The Battle Aura on that guy was several times more terrifying than I could describe. He belongs to the absolute untouchable type! You lot must never provoke him, or else you really might get killed like an idiot!"

Zoldat knew all too well what it meant to be called a Sword God of the Sword God Style. Those monsters referred to as Divine Rank had touched the threshold of the gods in a certain field, representing the absolute pinnacle of human combat power.

Unlike those of the Divine Rank among magicians, which could carry some water, anyone rated as Divine Rank across the three major schools of swordsmanship was an absolute, genuine monster—a monster among monsters, even.

Across the entire continent, the known individuals rated as Divine Rank could be counted on one hand in the Central Continent, and every single one of them possessed the strength to effortlessly one-shot King-class or even Emperor-class swordsmen.

Among the three major schools, especially the swordsmen of the Sword God Style, they were basically lunatics missing a screw in their brains who truly would draw their swords and hack people down over a single disagreement.

Right now, Zoldat only hoped this troublesome fellow would hurry up and leave the Adventurers' Guild. The burning, razor-sharp Battle Aura radiating from him was simply too glaring in a small place like this.

"Eh? Really? I think that handsome little guy is quite polite and looks very easygoing. Could he be a new adventurer? Captain Zoldat, don't you want to go over and talk to him? Maybe you can recruit him into our party."

"Good grief, spare me. Don't tell me you've fallen for him, girl..."

"Hehe, no way. Gulp."

The corner of Zoldat's eye twitched slightly. He knew the 20-year-old purple-haired magician in front of him all too well—she was a shotacon...

"I advise you to banish that thought. Rashly approaching someone that dangerous might genuinely get you killed..."

"L-Lord Sword God, please take back your card."

"Mhm, thank you."

Kain took the card back and looked at it again; his F-rank rating had changed to B-rank. His brows relaxed, and he smiled happily.

Although the incredibly cute, handsome, and youthful-looking boy didn't look old, the receptionist older sister didn't dare to truly view Kain as an ordinary child; he was the veritable Second Sword God...

"U-Um, Lord Sword God, I'm very sorry, but with our guild's authority, we can only adjust you to B-rank."

"Ah, is that so? I thought it might be C-rank or D-rank. Anyway, thank you very much. Please give me some commissions or labyrinth quests."

Kain knew a little bit about adventurers from his time in the Sword God's Holy Land; adventurers usually accepted commissions or labyrinth quests to earn their living expenses.