Chapter 2 Confusion

On the throne was a large man with a crown decorated with jewels. A lady stood beside him, she too had a crown, but it was smaller.

Akiro cursed under his breath, “What the fu-”

“I am the monarch of the human kingdom, I am king Vonn Earlshide IV, This kingdom is under the threat of the Demon Ki…”  he introduced himself.

Ayama elbowed and whispered, “H-hey! Akiro!”

Akiro snapped out of his daze and turned to Ayama’s pestering.

“What kinda crappy novel did we end up in?” he murmured under his breath.

Akiro grimaced. “Definitely one of those generic type ‘whole class summoning’ manga troupes. Whoever made the novel we are in has no originality”

Ayama shrugged. “Then again, it might turn out well, for the main character, that is.”

“I have a bad feeling about this,” Akiro shivered. “Ayama whatever happens, will you still be my best friend?”

Ayama stared at his best friend noticing the fear, the worry—the desperation evident in his eyes.

Ayama was taken aback, but he knew the answer, “Yes.” It was a firm and resolute answer.

Akiro’s complexion changed. A sense of happiness boiled within. “People of greed would throw away things they deem useless. Let’s see what kind of man this King is.”

Ayama nodded affirmatively. “Then we’ll see.”

Akiro reciprocated his answer and nodded.

The king had finished his long introduction and started to conclude his speech. “So in hopes of saving humanity, You Heroes of Another world will lead us!”

The others present were charmed by the king’s speech and started to clap

Hamasuki Masashi scoffed, “Oi, what do we get out of it?”

The soldier standing beside us pointed his spear at Masashi. “Insolence!”

The king jumped from his seat and waved the soldier down, “Stand down! He is smart for asking such a thing.” The king sat back down and assessed Masashi. “What would you wish for?”

Masashi grinned from ear to ear, “I would like–”

“A way to go back home!”

It was a female’s voice; A voice familiar to everyone.

Everyone turned to who spoke, it was…

…Vice-president Tsukiko has raised her hand.

The king was surprised at the sudden question, “Uhh… ermm, by defeating the Demon King, you will be able to return, ahem!”

Akiro tilted his head to Ayama, “ Something’s off. Be on guard.”

Ayama nodded and whispered back, “Roger that.”

Itsuki raised her hand shyly. “Uhm your majesty, how do we fight the demons?”

The king sighed a small sigh of relief. “Great question!’ He desperately wanted to avoid Tsukiko’s concern. “At the age of 18, one will be able to use magic and this magic is related to the physique and characteristics of the wielder, I use spells for I am a mage.”

The king snapped his fingers, and almost instantly a dazzling fireball appeared in his hand. He used his other hand to snap. This time, an ice spear materialized. “Amazing, right?”

“Oi–Oi–Oi,” Masashi grew in excitement, “once we learn this magic, we can do that?”

King nodded proudly. “Yes, of course, you can!”

The class was thrilled. The conversation began to buzz at the prospect of such power.

King laughed boisterously, “Hahahahahaha! After seeing that magnificent display, I bet you are! However, we need to see your magical classes first. A Priest shall lead you.”

A Priest dressed in white and gold bowed his head. “Hello, young ones, my name is Priest Sebastian III, but do please call me Sebastian,” he smiled genially. “Please form an orderly line, and you shall place your hand on this Orb. Then your status will be seen by others.” He produced a pale blue sphere seemingly out of nowhere.

Eri stuttered as she tried to get his attention, “Uhm, Sir Priest! What is this ‘status–’ your– Eeek!” She jolted as she waved her hands madly at the air, “W-w-what is this screen I see?”

Amused, the Priest sighed, “Well, little one, that is your status.”  He proudly declared, “One can see their status when they utter the word ‘status,’ but with this–,” He pointed to the orb, “This orb will allow us to see as well.”

Akiro elbowed Ayama.

Ayama nodded and whispered [Status] as softly as silent as possible.

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Name: Ayama Nobu

Age: 18

Job: Hero

Sub Job: Craftsman

ATK: 87

STR: 72

DEX: 63

SPD: 43

DEF: 84

INT:  52

MANA: 94

Skills:                            Rank:

Leadership                      EX

Craftsmanship                  S

Impenetrable Shield          B

Ultimate Sword                B

Group Strength buff         C

Group Defense buff         D

Group Speed buff             E

Info:

Hero, a legendary class with high defense and attack with status buffs that affect a certain area or intended target. If the level is high enough, it could make the effect range larger or the concentrated buff stronger

Craftsman is a rare class in which one can make things according to their skill level. With a high enough skill level, one could make almost everything from anything, theoretically.

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Ayama rubbed his widened eyes. “ Holy shi–” he cut himself off.

Akiro hummed, “Are you stacked?”'

“Yes, I am.” Ayama nodded

“I'm happy you are strong but I'm now very worried.”

 “I'm not sure but my job is hero, what is yours?”

Akiro whispered: “status”

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Name: Akiro Hiroto

Age: 18

Job: Assassin

Sub Job: Gunman

ATK: 97

STR: 56

DEX: 93

SPD: 89

DEF: 15

INT:  86

MANA: 100

Skills:                        Rank:

Stealth                        S

Weapon master          A

Disguise                     A

Gun arts                     B

Dash                           B

Speed buff                  B

Backstab                     C

Throwing                    D

Vital strike                  D

Appraisal                    F

Info:

Assassin is a legendary class with high dexterity, speed, and attack strength. Stats such as Defense and Strength progress slower compared to others rendering a detrimental imbalance

The Gunman is a unique class to the summoned. This class utilizes the weaponry of the world where he was summoned.

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Akiro gasped.

Ayama slapped his shoulder discreetly. “You’re up against after him!”

Akiro got careless. He was so engrossed in his status that the line progressed unbeknownst to him.

Luckily the Preist was talking to the one in front of him., “Well now young man please put your hand on the orb, so we may see your status.”

Akiro hissed. “Ayama, Hurry Accept!”

  [Akiro Hiroto invites you to his party]

                  [Do you accept?]

                       [ Yes / No]

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