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The third day after crossing over.
Marvin stood by the window, watching the people coming and going on the street during the evening. There was a curvy woman throwing flirtatious glances at him from the adjacent alley.
This was Fierce Horse Inn’s best room; from here you could see the iconic landmark of River Shore City, the Silver Hourglass, which was the Silver Church's headquarters.
Not far away, a youth was secretly stealing a rich man’s purse, his movements very nimble. He had at least three levels in the Thief class.
Everything was the same as the real world.
The only thing different was Marvin himself.
"Stats window," he said in his mind. A series of information appeared before his eyes.
Name: Marvin
Race: Human/?
Attributes:
Strength – 11
Dexterity – 16
Constitution – 9
Intelligence – 14
Wisdom – 14
Charisma – 13(+1)
Class: Noble Rank 3 (150/200)
Adventurer Class: None
Health Points: 10/26 (Fever)
[Weakness Penalty: Attributes Reduction - 70%]
Exp (Experience Points): 40 (Noble) [Unused]
SP (Skill Points): None
AP (Ability Points): None
Class Skills:
– Noble (Baron):
Dignity – 25
Management – 31
Perception – 16
Diplomacy – 19
Accounting – 28
Horsemanship – 30
...
Aside from these pieces of information, which were the same as in the video games from his previous life, the world Marvin had woken up in was no different from a real world.
He was quite bewildered, but after three days of asking around and adapting, he mainly confirmed three things:
First, he had crossed over to another world and arrived in the game he had been infatuated with back on Earth, "Feinan Continent".
Second, besides not knowing why he could see the same interface from the game, this was a real world! Every person was a living being and on top of that, he was well acquainted with some of them.
Third, he was in trouble, very big trouble.
If his memory wasn’t wrong, he must have arrived on the eve of the "Great Calamity." Very soon, the peaceful world in front of him would be subjected to earth-shattering changes. The history of Feinan’s Wizards’ Reign of the Fourth Era was about to end. All the gods would work together to destroy the Universe Magic Pool and would take advantage of this fertile land.
As for that thing…
"The Fourth Fate Tablet. Oh god…" Marvin massaged his temples, trying to organize his thoughts.
In fact, for the moment this wasn’t the biggest issue. The Great Calamity would only happen in half a year, followed by an era of chaos, but he still had time.
As a Legend level player who was very familiar with this world’s situation, even though half a year was somewhat tight, it was still enough for him to gain enough power to defend himself.
The most important issue was his immediate situation.
His high fever coupled with his own terrible physique meant that he could die at any moment just because he had caught a common cold.
This made Marvin speechless. While spending the past three days assimilating the fourteen year old youth’s memories, Marvin had sadly found out that his body wasn’t his only problem; he was in dire straits as he had recently lost his land. A month ago, a group of gnolls attacked his territory and occupied his castle and his mines, leaving him no choice but to rely on the River Shore City Lord; he hoped that the City Lord would send him troops to clean up the pack of gnolls.
While fleeing his territory for River Shore City, the pitiful kid caught a cold and ultimately died, granting Marvin his opportunity to transmigrate. Whether or not it was a coincidence, the youth whose memories he fused with was also named Marvin.
The birth of a new soul was very painful. Marvin had used a lot of effort to persuade the host's soul remnant to let go, and it came at a cost. He had to promise to protect what that the pitiful youth wanted to protect:
His territory, his younger brother, and a woman.
This was what he cherished the most and protected with his life. The two memories fused together, including their feelings. Even if Marvin wanted to break his promise, he probably wouldn’t be able to.
So although the Great Calamity was quite dreadful, for Marvin the first priority was to regain his territory within a month.
Otherwise, the youth’s soul remnant would curse him, and his already awful good-for-nothing attributes would be weakened even more. This was something Marvin would be very reluctant to see.
It should be known that back in the game, when his Thief had finally advanced to [Ruler of The Night], his base attributes combined exceeded 100!
His dexterity was well over 20!
This meant that when he was a level 1 Thief, he had an extra dexterity passive, [Anti-Gravity Steps].
[Anti-Gravity Steps]: Special skill reward due to Dexterity exceeding one’s limit. For a short duration, you can walk on an upright wall while ignoring gravity. Cannot be more than 6 meters.
It was this overpowered dexterity passive that made him the [Ruler of the Night]. At the time of Marvin’s transmigration, there were a total of 11 players in the game who had successfully become gods, and Marvin was one of them.
But now, this body...
Marvin couldn’t bear to look at it. Forget about gnolls; a mere goblin could probably kill him in a one on one, right?
How could he not have a single fighting class? He was simply a good for nothing rich pampered brat. He would open his arms to be clothed, and open his mouth to be fed. Besides Diplomacy and Horsemanship being slightly useful, the rest of his skills had nothing to do with the adventurer path!
However, Marvin was relieved that the brat hadn’t randomly picked a class. If by any chance he had crossed over and found himself with a trashy wizard build, it would have been even worse.
Particularly because the Universe Magic Pool would be destroyed in half a year. Apart from the legendary ones, every wizard would drop one rank (5 levels). The rule of the wizards in Feinan would be over. The rest of the classes would begin to rise, all kinds of Gods would spread their own religion and bit by bit, their religions would become widespread. The fires of war would be lit and every living being would suffer.
And the wizards would be the most pitiful group. They lost their qualifications before the war even started.
...
"Knock, knock, knock!"
"Come in." Marvin walked back to his bed.
A young lady with brown hair entered. She seemed to be around twenty years old. She appeared somewhat tired, and her cleanly washed leather armor had some fresh blade cuts. Her ears were somewhat pointy, but not enough to suggest that she was a pure elf.
This was Marvin’s butler and bodyguard, and the only person who had stayed by his side so far. He still remembered that night where the fire burned the barn down. It was this woman who, without a thought for her personal safety, pulled him out of the fire and slaughtered their way out, saving his life from the hands of the gnolls. She had walked from White River Valley to River Shore City, almost 5 kilometers, while carrying him.
Her name was Anna and she was a half-elf. Limited by his abilities, Marvin couldn’t see her attributes. However, based on these three days of observation, Anna should have a rank 1 adventurer class with 4 or 5 levels. She was probably either a Fighter or a Ranger, mostly likely the former. At least in his memories, Anna rarely used a bow and arrow, traps and the like.
Her weapon was a sword, and like her leather armor, it was in poor shape because there had been no maintenance for a long time.
"Master, I went to the City Hall today and asked but the officials still gave me the same answer…"
Anna set her sword down to the side, her pretty face still looking a little tired. "But fortunately, I earned 20 silvers today. At least we won’t have to worry about next week’s rent. And you can get soup at night."
"Big Sis Anna, how much do we have?" Marvin suddenly asked.
Anna’s face showed a hint of surprise. Since Marvin woke up from his serious fever, this was the first time he spoke with her.
She didn’t ponder and quickly answered, "29 silvers."
"29 silvers aren’t enough," Marvin muttered while frowning. "Did my mother leave the jewelry box?"
Anna was startled at first before becoming angry. "Master Marvin?! Do you want to sell your mother’s relics?!"
Marvin nodded, his eyes very calm. "I remember a necklace being inside; it should be worth some money."
Anna was looking at Marvin in disbelief, her eyes showing her disappointment. "Don’t tell me that you want to go to the casino?"
Marvin froze for a moment, as he hadn’t expected Anna to misunderstand him. He searched his again memories and found out that when the original owner of the body had first arrived in River Shore City, he had some money on him, but a malicious "friend" tricked him into going to the casino.
The outcome was naturally losing a lot of money. Ever since then, his health which had slightly improved began to slowly take a turn for the worse as the sickness began to grow stronger.
Obviously, that so-called friend was a shill for the casino. He was specialized in tricking people like Marvin who had little money and no powerful backer.
"I can’t give it to you Master Marvin. If you need money, I’ll earn it," Anna said stubbornly. "But I won’t allow you mess around. You should know that Young Master Wayne already owes the wizard alliance two months of tuition. If we don’t continue to pay the tuition, he will be forced to drop out from the Magore."
"We don’t have much money left and we can’t afford to squander it again!"
Marvin couldn’t help but chuckle, saying softly, "Big Sister Anna, I asked you for the necklace not for gambling, but to use it to cure my body."
"Cure?" Anna stared blankly for a moment.
"My bodily health hasn’t improved all this time and I can’t keep going like this. I know of a priest of the Silver God. As long as we pay him, he will cast a low level [Remove Disease] and [Cure Light Wounds] on me. That way, my body will heal back to normal," Marvin explained. "I can’t remain a weak noble."
"I need to train and fight so that I can retake our territory. I also want to protect a few cherished people."
He stood up from the bed, changed his clothes and looked a little more spirited.
"Trust me, Big Sis Anna." He looked at the half-elf butler.
Anna gritted her teeth, but in the end took the jewelry box from the bottom of the luggage. As expected, there was a pearl necklace inside.
"I’ll go with you, to stop you from being tricked again…"
"No need." Marvin took the jewelry box, with a somewhat serious expression.
"Anna, you have been busy the whole day so you should have some rest. I might not come back tonight. You have to be careful. I heard two hooligans in the alley today who seemed to be talking about you."
"I don’t think they have good intentions. Even though you are a rank 1 adventurer, some gangs are very powerful. We still have to be careful."
Up until Marvin left the room, Anna was still sitting there, staring blankly.
Oddly, today’s Marvin seemed a bit different. Very different from the kind and weak youth from the past. He even looked somewhat… domineering, just like his father. The kind of dignity unique to nobles.
And outside the door, Marvin was looking at the system log, and he could only shake his head.
"I feel a bit guilty using a skill on Anna… Whatever, it’ll be the last time I guess."
[Log]:
[Dignity (25) cast…]
[Wisdom check...]
[Skill successfully activated…]
Despite River Shore City’s oppressive evening atmosphere, Marvin still felt like a fish in water as he left Fierce Horse Inn with quick and light footsteps.
When he walked into an alley, he stepped into the shadows and instinctively moved stealthily. This was a good habit that could help thieves to move even more furtively during [Stealth].
However, not only was Marvin currently in poor health, he also didn’t even have a class, so obviously he couldn’t even use [Stealth].
After turning a corner, two youths could be seen paying their daily earnings to a robust man. Marvin recognized one of them, a level 2 Thief. These young thieves were stealing in the city, but all their loot had to be given to the gang managing them.
The sturdy man spotted Marvin and gave him a quick look, apparently noticing Marvin’s Nobility Emblem on his sleeve, and swore under his breath.
Marvin lowered his head and quickly departed. The current him wasn’t qualified to stir up trouble.
...
Churches of various gods were currently having trouble developing in River Shore City, as it was a city under the rule of the South Wizards Alliance. It wasn’t limited to River Shore City either, as other cities were also facing this issue. However, over the past few years the Silver Church was the odd one out. They not only had a firm foundation in River Shore City, but they also became River Shore City’s third major power. This had something to do with the Silver God’s divinity. Although the arrogant wizards only ever believed in the greatest Wizard God Lance and never cared about the other gods, they still needed money.
In the aftermath of the fall of the God of Wealth, the Silver God, at the time still a weak divinity, was still worshipped by the businessmen. And the wizards who have been ruling Feinan for an era just followed suit.
Marvin knew the character of the Silver Church’s Priests. These guys only thought of personal gains. As long as the payment was sufficiently generous, they were even willing to cast Divine spells with on you.
The Priests of the Silver Church also were the only ones from whom you could buy a healing spell with silvers.
The original young owner wasn’t unaware of this way of doing things. He merely thought he could save some money, but died as a result. Marvin didn’t want to repeat his mistakes.
The pawnshop was in a very remote place, the depths of an alley. However, based on Marvin’s memories, its reputation was pretty good. The owner was an old goblin wearing a pair of pince-nez. He looked cunning and deceitful. Seeing Marvin, he grinned. Obviously, Marvin was a regular customer.
(T/N: pince-nez are those old glasses without the temples(ears support))
After great effort, Marvin exchanged the exquisite pearl necklace for 150 silvers. In fact, according to his [Accounting], this necklace was worth at least 300 silvers on the market. If Marvin wanted to reclaim this necklace, he would need at least 330 silvers.
Pawnshops are profiteering businesses, but Marvin didn’t object at all, as his current strength wasn’t good enough to. His [Diplomacy] was at a pitiful 19 points and wasn’t able to influence the old goblin to yield any extra silvers.
He hid the pouch well. This world’s silvers were in fact the size of a pinkie fingernail. Even though 150 sounded like a lot, it could fit in a small pouch.
Marvin left the pawn shop, taking advantage of the fact that the fever hadn’t worsened to find the Silver Church’s Priest on duty.
After paying 80 silvers, this seemingly simple and honest middle-aged Priest was finally willing to display the "Silver Church’s Radiance" to Marvin.
A simple [Remove Disease] and [Cure Light Wounds] removed Marvin’s fever status as well as getting him back to full HP.
"Under the effect of the spell [Remove Disease], your status has recovered to Healthy!"
"[Weakness Penalty: Attribute Reduction - 70%] Removed."
"HP recovered: 26/26"
With the warm flow from the spell and the information popping before his eyes, Marvin couldn’t help being somewhat excited.
‘That damned weakness penalty finally disappeared!’
With his HP back to a full 26, he felt a lot stronger.
"You look quite healthy now, young man." The Priest of the Silver Church showed a trace of fatigue and hinted that it was time for Marvin to leave.
He was merely a Priest at the lowest level that could only use three spells per day, and each use would use up a lot of his mental strength and spirit.
Marvin quickly left, but he didn’t go back to the Fierce Horse Inn yet. Rather, he started his own plan.
To survive in this world!
He needed his own strength. The invasions of the Gods and the Abyss were closing in. But the most pressing matter was that of his territory.
There were hundreds of gnolls, and if the River Shore City Lord didn’t dispatch his guards, then he couldn’t do anything about the gnoll elimination. And behind this inexplicable gnoll attack, Marvin smelled a hint of a conspiracy.
Especially since his task panel shockingly had the following soulbound quest:
[Reclaim your territory – Gnoll Invasion]
[Quest Description: In the Summer of the year 297 of Fourth Wizard Era your territory met with a gnoll invasion. You narrowly escaped with your life and want the River Shore City Lord’s help. However, the city hall’s officials keep delaying the matter and this makes you feel suspicious. Perhaps your experiences in the city should keep you more vigilant. You cannot count on others; you can only rely on yourself.]
[Quest Reward: 1000 general experience points (Exp).]
[Mission Deadline: 29 days left]
...
Soulbound meant that the quest couldn’t be removed unless you deleted your account and started over. And the current Marvin obviously couldn’t delete his account by killing himself.
He had to admit that the quest reward was generous, as surprisingly the reward was 1000 general exp. General exp is of the highest grade of experience like battle exp and can be distributed to any class. 1000 general exp could make a level 1 adventurer class reach level 3 and still have some exp left over. It was fairly difficult to gain this much experience in this world. This could be considered an extraordinary leveling speed.
‘The quest description explained things very clearly. I’m afraid that I can only complete it with my own power.’ If Marvin was still the original weak and incompetent noble, he could only welcome failure. Just as he said to Anna, he needed to change.
First of all, he couldn’t rely on his general class, [Noble]. He needed a combat class.
And as a god level player, Marvin already had an idea before stepping out of Fierce Horse Inn.
...
River Shore City, Business District, Succubus Tavern’s backdoor.
A beggar miserably cowering under a sleeping bag was pleading to the passersby, "Please give me some wine, even diluted with water..."
He struggled to look up, and sniffed madly, apparently content just to detect the smell of alcohol on the passersby.
"Fuck off, old drunk!"
A grumpy thug kicked the beggar and the pitiful man rolled a few times, still clutching his sleeping bag.
The group of people walking through the back door burst into laughter.
They lacked sympathy toward these sorts. This was the grey area of the business district, and the slums were just two streets away. All sorts of gangs were endlessly fighting, and the most lucrative underground businesses were developing around here: organ markets, slave markets, military weapon markets, etc. Those gathering here were rarely good people.
The beggar clutched his stomach and dispiritedly withdrew to his sleeping bag while holding his head.
After the group passed by, the alley became a little deserted.
However when the scent of pure rum suddenly flew in, he still couldn’t help but come out of his sleeping bag, holding his head. Apparently, he wouldn’t even mind taking another kick.
His eyes were locked onto the bottle of rum that had just been opened.
"10 silvers for a bottle of golden rum," a young voice said.
The beggar couldn’t stop looking at that bottle of golden rum and could only guess from the voice that it was a very young man.
"Sir, please have mercy, allow me to have some…" The beggar suddenly lunged toward the bottle, trying to grab it.
Marvin, already expecting his reaction, took a step to avoid it. Looking at the beggar whose eyes reddened, he said, "To get something, you must first pay the price."
The beggar crawled out of the sleeping bag, and a stench filled the air. He kept swallowing and with a trembling voice he asked, "What do you want?"
Marvin smiled and passed him a handwritten letter, along with a red ink paste usually used for seals. He had prepared those beforehand.
Honestly, he couldn’t be sure whether this would work, but this was the fastest way to get a class. He had learned of this shortcut from his close friend in the game.
In "Feinan Continent", it wasn’t easy to get a class. First of all, you had to be well-trained (which meant to be at least level 5 in the basic [Commoner] class.) Then you had to complete a class quest to get the corresponding class.
With Marvin’s current situation, if he tried to get the class the same way ordinary people did, it would take too long. He had to try to take a shortcut.
In order to take this shortcut, he even had to give up on his favorite and most familiar class, [Thief], and pick another similar class. Fortunately, the final advancement of this class was also [Ruler of the Night]. Otherwise, Marvin would definitely not give up the class he was the best at.
The beggar took the letter and read it for a long time, shivering. Then he took out a pitch-black object.
‘The bet paid off! This guy really was a high-level adventurer, at least of the second rank!’
Marvin saw the class badge and knew that his guess wasn’t wrong. Although the beggar seemed weird, his ingrained movements exposed his former class.
For example, that technical move when he curled up inside his sleeping bag was a very useful class skill – [Hide].
"I can’t do that, my conscience won’t allow it!" The beggar struggled.
Marvin smiled encouragingly. "Of course you can." He gave the bottle of rum to the beggar.
The beggar’s breathing suddenly became coarse. He took the pitch-black badge and pressed it on the ink paste, leaving a seal on the letter. It was a circle of holly leaves with the name Mark Chene in the middle.
Marvin was ecstatic when he received the letter. The beggar was eagerly drinking his golden rum, and before he had finished, Marvin had left the alley.
[Recommendation letter received.]
[Class Acquired.]
Half an hour later when Marvin came out of the Ranger Guild, there was a sika deer badge on his chest.
This marked his success in getting a Rank 1 [Ranger] Class.
At the same time he also received a title with bonuses.
[Newborn Ranger]
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