Frostfire Legacy

Aster slowly walked forward, careful with every step inside the dark passage. After walking about 50 meters of curving passage, he finally saw the light at the end of the path.

When he got out of the passage, a wondrous sight welcomed him.

Gigantic machines were set up here and there, with booths covered in what seemed like glass dividing the place into ten sections. Because each booth could accommodate one applicant, a total of ten people could complete the tests simultaneously.

"Are you Mr. Aster Mistral?" A sweet voice called for him from the side.

Turning, Aster saw another beautiful elf, looking no less stunning than the one at the front desk. Unlike the one there, however, her blonde hair was cut short, giving her a slightly boyish look. Her green eyes carried confidence and wisdom, making Aster pause for a moment.

"... Ah, yes. I am." He answered a moment later.

"Then please follow me. We'll be using the first booth."

While walking, Aster realized something. The underground was wider than the main building above ground! The building was barely 200 meters on each side, but he felt he had already walked that much from the path toward the first booth alone!

As they were walking, the beautiful elf was explaining how the test would proceed.

Apparently, there were five tests he needed to do to check for compatibility with specific classes. First is mana measurement.

"Please touch this orb. The value of your mana, affected by your intelligence and wisdom stats, would then appear."

"Alright."

Aster did as instructed and carefully placed a hand over the dark-blue orb on top of a pedestal. The orb began to glow intensely as his fingers brushed against it, like a lightbulb from a lighthouse.

"That should be enough. You can let go now."

After he took his hand off it, the light remained for a few moments before slowly fading away. Instead, a small window popped up above the orb—a hologram showing a concrete figure.

"Mana value of 153... Quite high." She praised with a smile.

Aster was surprised. After all, previously, he should have had no mana when he checked!

'Is this also due to the Frostfire Legacy's effect?' He wondered but didn't show his inner turmoil outwardly.

Without delay, they moved on to the next test. This time, it was a strength test.

"You only need to lift this barbell and keep holding it as long as you can. This is enchanted with gravity magic, so it will gradually increase its mass using your mana. Please be careful."

Aster hadn't experienced lifting a barbell before—only dumbbells at most. Fortunately, there were already marked regions where he needed to place his feet and where he needed to hold the bar, so he didn't need to embarrass himself.

"Hup...!"

Exerting his legs and hips, he performed a deadlift, raising the barbell up to knee height and holding that position. The initial weight seemed to be just 10 kilograms, so he didn't have any trouble lifting it.

"...!"

However, mysteriously, the barbell was getting heavier, just as the elf woman said. In just ten seconds, the weight had already doubled!

Aster adjusted his posture, making sure that it wasn't his arms that were getting tired, but his thighs and legs. After all, a bad posture could hurt him if the weight became too much!

Thirty seconds passed, and the weight was approaching 50 kg. He was still able to hold on, which surprised him. After a minute, the difficulty began. The weight was now approximately a hundred kilos!

"Kuh...!"

Aster gritted his teeth, trying to bear the weight, but as it increased gradually, he could feel his muscles crying in protest. After a few more increases, he finally couldn't hold on and let go.

"Hmmm... a maximum of 144 kg? Alright, let's move on to the next one!"

Since she didn't praise him or anything, Aster knew that his value was probably average, or below average. Anyway, he didn't have much strength as he didn't increase the stat at all, so he could accept the result.

The next test was agility. Inside an enclosed space, one would need to dodge the super-bouncing balls that were getting shot toward him. It was simple, but the longer you stay, the more balls you need to dodge, ramping up the difficulty!

"Then, whenever you're ready, just shout START!" The elf lady told him from outside the enclosure.

Aster stared forward, watching the many launchers embedded in the only non-glass wall, and gulped. The muzzles whirred, adjusting their aim, and then they fired.

"...!"

Swiftly, Aster moved aside, his head cocked at an awkward angle. A small ball, about the size of his fist, whizzed past him, causing his hair to feel ruffled. The ball was moving at such a high speed that he barely noticed them! In addition, as it pursued him, it ricocheted off the surfaces around it, following a hard to dodge, complicated path.

About thirty seconds later, Aster ended up getting hit. He didn't have much of a reflex, after all, so he did expect such a disappointing result.

After that, the next two tests were done. An intelligence and memory test combined, which was just a game of matching pairs of cards. And the last was a test of luck, where one would draw lots with numbers.

"The tests are complete. Please wait for a minute, as I will be preparing the machine for your class appraisal."

Having said that, the beautiful elf spun around and made her way to a massive machine by the door. She entered the data she gathered based on Aster's performance before pressing enter.

The machine started to process his data, which didn't take too long. Only about half a minute.

"It's done. Please come over and confirm your choices, Mr. Aster."

"Alright."

Aster walked toward her and checked the screen. On it, there were a total of five job classes written, separated by their rarity.

[

Common: Swordsman, Mage

Uncommon: Knight, Sniper

Rare: Magic Swordsman

]

"Magic Swordsman?" Aster tilted his head, seeing a powerful-sounding class.

"Oh, you have a rare class available! Congratulations!" The elf clapped in praise after hearing his muttering. "A rare class is something that appears in one in a hundred thousand and is a powerful class, no doubt!"

In terms of rarity, a common class appears for everyone. Uncommon has a 50% chance of appearing, while Rare has a 1/100,000 chance. Of course, Aster didn't hesitate to select the rare class. After all, it was undoubtedly a flexible class, able to inflict two kinds of damage, both magic and melee!

"Then I'll choose Magic Swordsman!"

"A wonderful choice! Then, please place your right palm over that panel to finish the class registration."

He touched the panel in the middle of the display. Magical rings materialized around him, seemingly scanning his entire body, before vanishing just as quickly.

"...?"

He was confused as to what that display was, but the elf behind him only clapped her hands, seemingly used to it already.

"Congratulations! It's been 2 years since we last had someone with a rare class! We're hoping excellent performance from you, Mr. Aster!"

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