Skill Creation in the Fantasy World

Coming out of the underground path, Felix sneaked away before a crowd could approach him and made his way to the Arena management office.

While he walked away, Henry, Dufus, and the group staggered toward the guy they had bet against with sarcastic smiles on their faces.

Gevano was still sitting on his seat with his eyes wide open as if he couldn't believe what just happened.

But Dufus didn't feel any pity looking at the saddened face of the guy, rather he felt good seeing him in this state.

"Look at this little guy, is he going to cry now?", he added salt to the already bloody situation of his and mocked.

There was finally a reaction with the man as his face twisted into an ugly expression.

Gevano turned to look at the men who had come to mock him, while his own hired group remained sitting beside him a bit hesitant.

They didn't know if they should still support him as he had lost all his fortune in the last bet and there was no way for him to pay them anymore.

Seeing that Gevano kept quiet even after getting insulted, Dufus's smile widened as he started to mock again.

"I had already said before that you didn't know shit. And that remains the same, you still don't know shit. What else do you have to say, huh?"

Dufus felt as if he could still continue but a red-faced Gevano jumped up from his seat and shouted at him.

"You!! That's enough! If you dare to say even one more word, then....then...", he stuttered but he couldn't think of what to say now.

"Then what? You'll go to your mom and cry? Well, at least tell her that Dufus sends greetings."

He added the last comment which everyone started to laugh out about.

"Hehe, that was a nice one Dufus."

"Stop it guys, our little guy's gonna cry now haha."

Gevano couldn't listen to their insults anymore, but instead of fighting it out, he quickly got up from his seat and ran away with an expression full of hate on his face.

His hired group saw that their employer had run away and they quickly chased behind him for he had not yet paid them for today's job.

"Wait catch that fucker!"

"Don't let him get away!"

Henry and the group saw everything unfold and shook their heads with victorious smiles on their faces.

It felt as if it was them who had won the battle and were feeling very proud of it.

But nonetheless, they had earned a lot from betting on their champ and were feeling as if they were some chosen ones.

Suddenly, Dufus looked at everyone and asked a question he was curious about.

"Guys, about that guy Phantom, do you think he'll participate in another battle?"

His question silenced the whole group as they speechlessly glanced at each other.

Then one by one they replied.

"Umm, there's no way, right?"

"I mean, he already fought like six battles today."

"I don't think so...."

Even Henry was against the idea of him joining another match.

Dufus just tilted his head and pointed it out.

"Well, you guys said the same last time but then he went ahead and fought another battle."

Suddenly, everyone's eyes gleamed in a strange light and they started to act chaotic.

"Holy fuck there's no way that's possible.."

"What do we do? What do we do?"

Henry acted quickly and gave them the answer.

"Is that even a question? Of course, we have to find him!"

"Right! We have to find him!"

"Let's go! Let's go!"

All of them reacted swiftly and separated from there, moving in different directions searching for their champ, in hopes of making their greedy wishes of winning more bets come true.

Later it was brought to the notice of the guards of the Arena that a group of crazy men were acting as if on drugs and were running all about disturbing the little peace of the Underground Arena.

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On the other hand, Felix walked away from the Arena Management counter after receiving his reward of seven wins.

His steps were unusual as his eyes remained glued on the new card he had in his hand.

Even though it was a normal black card just like the many cards he had with him, what made him stare at it with such intensity was because of what it contained.

He was given this card by the employee who was working at the counter, and the words he had said earlier were:

"Mr. Phantom, this card contains all the rewards you had won from the seven battles, including the amount you were gifted by the audience and a part of the betting booth from the battles you participated. In total, it comes to an exact figure of 68,450 tahl."

Felix was shocked to hear such a big amount and had absentmindedly taken the card before walking away.

Some time later when he reached a bit distance away, he stopped and took a deep breath before muttering.

"I earned 68k in just one day? Isn't that fucking awesome!"

He couldn't believe it but looking at the card in his hand and remembering the words of the employee, he knew it was the truth.

Holding back the excitement of owning such a large amount of money for the very first time in his life, Felix calmed down and thought about where he was going to use it.

'This is good. Now I'll have more money with which I can buy medicines and potions to help me advance.'

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Thinking about the benefits he could get from all those supplements, his eyes gleamed happily and he smiled at the good progress.

When Felix made his toward the entrance of the Arena Management, a voice from the side called out to him.

"Hey there Felix, it seems you're having a good time winning all the matches here. Honestly, it was a surprise to me when you didn't even get a single wound from all those fights."

Felix turned around to the familiar voice and found a man wearing a delicate suit with a hat on his head leaning against the wall while looking at him.

"Oh it's you Mr.Dealer, well I was a bit lucky at the battles so I didn't get hurt."

He lied without changing his face, but it seemed that Mr.Dealer didn't buy that as he just shook his head with a mysterious smile on his face.

He stepped away from the wall and walked near to Felix before saying.

"Lucky or not, what I know is that your guild must be pretty happy having you among them."

Felix raised his brows when the guy started to talk about his guild.

"Oh, you know about my guild Mr.Dealer?"

He replied nodding sagely.

"Yes, there's always a way for words to reach me.", he smiled strangely.

Felix narrowed his eyes a bit suspicious about the whole thing with this guy and asked.

"So what do you want from me, Mr.Dealer? I'm sure you're here for a reason, right?"

Mr.Dealer was surprised when the young man directly asked him for his reason for his approach and scratched his head.

'Ughh how do I do this?...."

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