Chapter 45

As dusk approached and the night was about to fall, the guild headquarters, resembling a grand temple, was bustling with people.

People gathered in front of the bulletin board, looking at the numerous parchments posted there, creating a noisy and bustling scene.

There were many parchments on the bulletin board, but at this moment, the one that attracted the most attention from everyone was the parchment posted in the center, as if the guild itself was boasting of his achievements and uniqueness.

The parchment clearly wrote the following:

【Rig Brieault】

Affiliation: Loki's Family

Race: Human

Age: 17

Occupation: Adventurer

Level Reached: 17th Floor

Confirmed Deeds: He is the adventurer who single-handedly defeated the floor boss Goliath on the 17th floor, taking one month to officially upgrade to level 4 and be granted the title ——【Trick Swordsman】.

The parchments posted on the bulletin board were the adventurer information confirmed and publicly announced by the guild.

The titles decided at the Council of Gods and finally issued were now openly released, placed before everyone's eyes.

This time, people paid particular attention to the most dazzling and most intriguing one among them, looking at the parchment posted in the center of the bulletin board and immediately starting to discuss it.

"Is this Rig Brieault the rumored new member of Loki's Family?"

"Really, he only took one month to reach level 4?"

"Even defeated the floor boss alone, is this a joke?"

"This is the information personally confirmed and released by the guild, how can it be fake?"

"Doesn't that mean the rumors before were true? This new member of Loki's Family was just a level 1 who had just received a blessing a month and a half ago?"

"Is it really possible for someone to go from level 1 to level 4 in just over a month?"

"Even the 【Sword Maiden】 took a year for her first promotion, and he did it in just over a month, even skipping several levels?"

"I don't want to believe it."

Adventurers discussed with excitement, doubt, shock, confusion, jealousy, and disbelief, making the entire guild hall chaotic. Even the loud shouts of the guild staff couldn't stop it, and the situation was getting worse.

"He's here!"

At a certain moment, with a shout from an adventurer near the entrance, the crowd fell silent.

A person walked in from outside, heading straight for the bulletin board.

"Is this Rig Brieault?"

"That new member of Loki's Family."

"Still calling him a new member?"

"He's already level 4 and has an official title."

The crowd lowered their voices and involuntarily parted to make way.

Rig walked through the path cleared by the crowd, arriving at the bulletin board and seeing the parchment with his information.

"【Trick Swordsman】?"

Seeing his title, Rig's expression became quite subtle.

"Loki, that guy, made me come to see my title with a mysterious look, acting all smug, as if it was some amazing title, and it's just this?"

Rig couldn't see what was so great about this title, and he couldn't even figure out how he was related to such a title.

Calling himself a swordsman was fine; he was indeed a swordsman and even had the development ability of a "swordsman," which he had no objections to.

But where was the "trick" in him?

The sword techniques he learned from the 【Sword Maiden】 were very orthodox, and there was no way they could be associated with the word "trick."

Or did the gods think he was a cunning person?

Rig was somewhat puzzled.

However, he knew that this title was actually quite good.

If his memory served him right, out of the titles born at the so-called Council of Gods, nine out of ten were used to challenge others' sense of shame.

Because the gods had a forward-looking perspective and a love for entertainment, the titles they came up with were generally things that people in the lower world found cool, but modern people would find extremely embarrassing.

Thinking of Loki, who even used words like "Versailles," it was clear how advanced the gods' understanding was in this world.

If not for Loki restraining them, he would probably have been given a title like 【Wind Sword Saint】 or 【Blazing Wind Sword Emperor】.

Compared to those, this 【Trick Swordsman】 was much better.

"Speaking of which, isn't Loki considered the god of lies and tricks in mythology?"

Rig suddenly realized.

Could it be that the "trick" in his title came from this?

Because he was the child of a cunning and evil god, they gave him the title 【Trick Swordsman】?

"Alright."

Rig reluctantly accepted this interpretation.

Seeing that everyone around was watching and sizing him up, and some adventurers were even eyeing him, planning to say something, Rig turned and left.

From the reactions around him, it was clear that only a few truly admired him, while most adventurers still harbored doubt and jealousy, and their intentions were not good.

This was to be expected.

Others spent several years, even decades, to reach the level Rig achieved in just over a month, which was a significant challenge to the ugly side of human nature.

Rig didn't want to cause trouble, nor did he want to give others a chance to vent, and he certainly didn't want to show off his abilities in front of everyone. So, he turned and left, walking out of the guild headquarters and turning into a secluded alley, planning to take a shortcut back to the Twilight Manor.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened.

"——!"

Rig suddenly stopped, frowning.

A feeling of being watched crept into his heart, making the back of his neck tingle.

"Who's there?"

Rig stood silently for a moment before speaking coldly.

"Hmph."

The next second, a cold snort echoed in the dark alley.

Rig turned sharply, looking at a shadow.

In the shadow, a figure in a black robe appeared silently.

"Are you the 【Trick Swordsman】?"

A voice filled with intense displeasure and even disgust came from the figure, deep and low.

"..."

Rig didn't respond, just placing his hand on the sword at his waist and staring at the figure.

This made the figure's voice even more displeased and filled with disgust.

"Answer me, are all members of Loki's Family so rude, lacking even basic manners?"

Rig only gave him a cold look in response.

"Manners are for those who show manners." Rig said expressionlessly, "Do you think you're being polite?"

"Oh?" The black-robed figure sneered, "You have a sharp tongue, I wonder if your sword is as sharp?"

As he spoke, the black-robed figure raised a hand.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

Suddenly, black shadows leaped down from the walls on all sides, surrounding Rig.

They were also dressed in black robes, their faces obscured.

The moment they landed, these black-robed attackers rushed at Rig, launching an attack.

"Clang!"

Rig immediately drew his sword.

The black-robed attackers also closed in instantly, with most of them drawing weapons from under their robes and attacking Rig, while a few remained behind.

For a moment, various weapons like swords, spears, and halberds were raised or swung, attacking Rig from all angles.

This all-encompassing attack left no gaps for Rig, making it almost impossible for him to dodge, forcing him to block.

This also told Rig that the attackers were not a random group.

Judging by their seamless coordination, they had fought together for at least a few years, developing sufficient默契.

Their strength was also not ordinary, definitely not that of regular adventurers.

Level 2, third rank adventurers?

No! These people were at least Level 3, second rank adventurers!

As this thought flashed through his mind, Rig moved.

"Whoosh!"

With a whistling sound, Rig's figure blurred, rushing at a black-robed figure who hadn't yet closed in, his sword flashing with a silver light, slashing mercilessly.

"Clang!"

The black-robed figure was taken aback, hastily raising his weapon to block the incoming slash, but was pushed back by the powerful impact.

Rig didn't feel sorry; instead, he accelerated, leaving the attacker he had pushed back and rushing at another.

"Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!" "Clang!"

Soon, a series of clashing sounds mixed together.

Rig moved like the wind, his figure flickering, his thin sword slashing repeatedly, forcing the attackers to retreat.

To describe it in detail, the entire process took less than two seconds.

In two seconds, Rig, with his astonishing speed and sword skills, not only broke the attackers' coordination but also forced them all back.

"What!?"

"So strong!"

"Is this a joke?"

"Is this even a Level 4!?"

The attackers were all shocked.

Not just them, even the black-robed leader, who had been leaning against the wall in the shadows with his arms crossed, narrowed his eyes and clicked his tongue in annoyance.

"Damn, this isn't just a newly promoted Level 4."

This was clearly a high-level Level 4, even comparable to the highest ranks.

Among the attackers surrounding Rig, there were several high-level Level 4s.

Yet, they were all forced back in a single round?

"Attack!"

The black-robed figure in the shadows spoke irritably.

"I want to see just how skilled this guy is."

Hearing this, the attackers suppressed their shock and rushed at Rig again.

Seeing this, a cold light flashed in Rig's eyes.

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(End of Chapter)