There is Something Wrong with This Game

Chapter 33: A010 – Rosenheim Mage Association


Background
Font
Font size
22px
Width
100%
LINE-HEIGHT
180%
← Prev Chapter Next Chapter →

Hecate reappeared at her workshop.

The bed frame matter ended sooner than expected. Perhaps because the one ordering the goods was a VVIP, the Mercury Corp decided to prioritize and send their courier in less than 10 minutes.

At first she thought the courier would come while she was in the middle of the party, so she had instructed the house AI to notify her when someone wearing a Mercury uniform was standing at the gate. But that quickly proved unnecessary. The courier arrived before she finished inputting the instructions.

So, here she was.

"There still a lot of time before Rena's class is over... What to do...?"

Still about two hours before the designated time, until that, Hecate was free. Then, she remembered she still had some items that require appraisal, as well as three unopened Mysterious Boxes, still buried inside her storage.

"Well, since there is still time, I suppose it wouldn't be hurt to clear those items away."

Hecate quickly went to the City Square where the Save Crystal was placed. The crystal was particularly noticeable since there are a lot of particle light surrounding it. The particle sometimes gathered in one place forming a humanoid body.

Then from that light, Players who died in the field, respawned.

As for the people who teleported to the city using the Town Scroll or by other means, they would appear from within the Teleportation Gate, which was also near from the crystal.

Touching the crystal, Hecate accessed her storage and put the items to her Inventory, closed it and then walked to the east direction. Her destination was a spacious place surrounded by iron fences, with exquisite entrance tower gate in its front.

"I'm arrived."

Without further ado, Hecate showed her Magician Badge, the proof that she became a Mage 2 years ago to the guards. Then, she entered the gate and walked to the biggest building.

You are reading story There is Something Wrong with This Game at novel35.com

The place Hecate visited this time was the headquarters of the Rosenheim Mage Association.

This was the place where every Spellcaster classes people, either Players or Natives from Rosenheim Kingdom had their class change. It was also the place where Hecate changed her Jobclass from a Novice until she became an Archwitch.

Many Spellcaster Jobclasses, or people with Magical-related Production Subclasses often seen hanging around this place. They are here because this place is also where various magical supplies are traded.

    • Some spells require a catalyst to use them, like Pearl, Ruby, or other Gemstones.
    • Artificers need special pens and special inks to engrave Glyphs into their craft.
    • Runemasters also require fully functional Rune Crests to enchant them into the equip.

Other than that, there are also Charms, Scrolls, and many other Magical-related stuff could be found in this place.

♦♦♦

 

With a confident step, Hecate walked up to one of the receptionist in charge. It was a woman Native in her 20-ish.

"Hello, what can I do for you, Miss?"

"I want to open these boxes."

So Hecate said as she handed over the 3 Mysterious Boxes.

"Please wait for a moment. Hmm, where is it... The box opener... Ah, here it is!
Three boxes, the total fee would be 3."

"Okay, this is the payment."

As the receptionist took out something like a plate to the table, Hecate gives the coins.

 
You handed over 3.
 

You can find story with these keywords: There is Something Wrong with This Game, Read There is Something Wrong with This Game, There is Something Wrong with This Game novel, There is Something Wrong with This Game book, There is Something Wrong with This Game story, There is Something Wrong with This Game full, There is Something Wrong with This Game Latest Chapter


If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.
Back To Top