Chapter: 55
Walking up the stairs, Jay walked down the hallway past various doors, then knocked on the door at the very end.
The door opened from the inside as Jay noticed an indifferent smile which quickly turned into an angry pout mixed with a death-stare. “Hey.. I know you. You’re that girl who had the crossbow at the gate?”
Sighing as she blushed “Come in and sit down.”
Jay walked into the room as the girl shut the door. Two leather chairs were sitting in front of a dark-wood desk, while a man with piercing, glowing blue eyes sat on the other side. He was wearing a maroon shirt, with a black tie and a black coat. He had a neutral look on his face, with flowing black hair which went down his shoulders and below the desk – from where Jay could see.
Jay felt nervous as he sat down while the man stared at him.
“Anya, training has started” He addressed the girl who let Jay in. She left with another sigh.
Watching her as she left, he didn’t blink. Then he stared at jay once more.
“So. Jay. My name’s Sullivan. The guild master. I noticed you joined training yesterday even though you aren’t registered.” The man spoke with a soft, silky voice, but Jay could tell there was power behind it – it was if he was speaking to a mountain.
“Oh…. there must’ve been a -” Jay was immediately cut off mid-sentence – it was as if Sullivan hated hearing lies.
“You didn’t register on the seventh of the seventh. I know all my students. And now you’re level five. Jay, why didn’t you show up for registration?”
Sighing as he looked at the ground ‘I can’t lie to this guy. He seems to know everything, a real fanatic for the details…’
“I was coming, but then a carriage knocked me off the road, and it was raining that day so the hill was really muddy and I slipped, then kept sliding. Eventually I hit my head and I was knocked out – when I woke up, it was the eighth.”
“Ah yes, that carriage…I’ve already had some complaints about it… So, you are level five, but you didn’t reach a mana conduit to acquire your class. Is that correct?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Then, how did you acquire your class? And what class are you?”
“I… Well, I was thinking of checking my status and I thought I would be a butcher or something but… I found out that somehow I became a swordsman”
“You’re a bad liar Jay.” He leaned back in his chair, entwining his fingers as he thought – then he pulled out a green crystal. “Margie, can you bring me up a conduit crystal please?”
An older voice sounded from the crystal “Sure sully. Give me a moment.”
Jay and the scary man sat there for a moment – the scary man staring at Jay, while Jay looked around the room, trying not to feel awkward – until the same woman at reception opened the door and entered, a green glowing orb levitating in her hand.
“Here you are, sully.”
“Thanks Margie.”
She left as the orb floated from her hand, passed by Jay’s head, then hovered over Sullivan’s hand.
“You’re definitely not a swordsman. No one gets to level five after some training and one day. So you must have a unique class. Touch the orb and show me.”
“Please, I really-“
“Now.” His voice, again, was soft yet had a commanding power as he stared at Jay with his glowing blue eyes.