Free Web NovelChapter 4: Mythical Talent
[Class: Sacred Maid]
[Rarity: Rare]
[Description: The highest rank belonging to a maid Class, allowing the user to perform all related skills to its maximum efficiency and excellence, handling not only tending to your house, and organizing, but as well as cooking and tending to outer areas.
Additionally, unlike ordinary maid professions, the user has access to magic and could learn magical related skills as long as they align with the profession.
You will start with [Magical Grasp] as an additional Bonus Skill for your class.]
[Class Skills: Magical Grasp(Rare), Clean(Common), Cooking Excellence(Common), Cleanse(Uncommon)]
"Hmm...I don’t know how to feel about this." Misha muttered, contemplating deeply on the description of the class. She hadn’t expected much from this class initially, but there was one thing on this class that immediately peaked her interest.
"Magic." She whispered, a sense of wonder in her voice. Her class was seemingly tailored for tending to the house and fulfilling a servant role, while not as free as a [Blacksmith] it could imply that she could earn money from her services or perhaps even live with the tenants assuming she had the option to do so.
After all, her class was the highest ranking maid, so she definitely had some demand to her abilities, right?
"I guess this isn’t so bad," A small smile formed on her lips, she could work with this. While it was risky to abandon the other two classes for this, it was definitely worth it could see some practical uses for this profession, and she wouldn’t have to worry about tiring out her arm working as a [Blacksmith] or going to prison working as a thief.
[Ding! Now That You’ve Selected Your Assigned Class, All That’s Left Is To Pick A Talent From The Selection Of Cards Available!]
The system announced, catching Misha off guard as she had expected that to be the end of it. The massive roulette wheel disintegrated into a mass of shimmering particles, glowing bright with magical essence before reshaping and reforming in front of Misha, transforming into an abundant selection of cards.
[Please Select A Card To Determine Your Starting Talent]
[You Have Up To 3 Chances To Pick A Talent For Your Profession]
[Goodluck]
’.....Again with this?’ A tired sigh escaping her lips, with a reluctant grunt she forced herself to focus and pay attention to the cards in front of her. While she may not really have liked how random the system was being for her survival, she knew that she had to be patient and careful with what she chose.
’10 Cards, 3 chances.’ She thought, analyzing the cards infront of her. They were neatly arranged, 5 rows of cards floating right in front of her, shimmering with a few light particles surrounding them.
The cards were showing their back to Misha so she couldn’t read the contents of what they presented, and as an extra security measure, when Misha tried to view the cards from a different angle, the cards would flip and hide their contents again.
’Dang, so I can’t cheat my way through this one.’
Unlike the roulette wheel, Misha didn’t have any clue as to what the light of the particles could present, as they didn’t have any distinct color and were all glowing like a rainbow, constantly shifting colors in an attempt to confuse her.
"But unlike that previous wheel, I get to be the one in charge this time." She said, her hand floating above the abundant selection of cards.
She picked a card in the top right corner, turning it around as the aura of the card was revealed, a green flame surrounding the card as the system announced its description.
[Ding! You Have Selected A Uncommon Talent!]
[Talent: Supreme Energy Conservation]
[Rarity: Uncommon]
[Description: Drastically slows the rate of hunger by 90%, allowing the user to stay full of energy for extended periods of time.]
[Do You Wish To Accept?]
[Yes] or [No]
’90% is huge, but even so, who would have use for such a thing?’ Misha thought, discarding the Talent without a second thought.
[Talent Supreme Energy Conservation Has Been Discarded!]
[Please Select Another Card]
"Alright, lets try this again." She said, turning her gaze back to the selection of cards in front of her.
It was basically a guessing game, and there were no clues to even hint you of getting the card you want to get. But guessing games usually had a sort of unspoken rule to them, and it was to pick a spot where you wouldn’t expect anyone to usually pick.
’5 rows, 5 columns...’ She thought, eyes wandering over the selection of cards. She turned her gaze to the center of the card selection, the middle row as she had her hand hover over the cards.
"I choose this one!" Misha announced, grabbing the card in the center of the entire selection, as soon as her fingers came in contact with the card, a fierce, overwhelming sensation shot up her arm, sending a chill down her spine as the real aura of the card was revealed, causing Misha’s eyes to widen in shock.
A red card, a Mythical Talent.
[Congratulations! You Have Selected A Mythical Talent!] ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
[Talent: Mystic Amplification] freewebnovёl.ƈom
[Rarity: Mythical]
[Description: A mythical talent born to elevate mastery beyond mortal limits. Profession-related skills are amplified to extraordinary heights, unlocking power, efficiency, and hidden potential far beyond their intended design. Those who walk this path may one day transcend the boundaries of their profession itself.]
[Effect-1: Mystic Amplification: Profession-related skills are enhanced by 1000%, drastically increasing their potency, range, efficiency, and hidden potential. Even the simplest abilities may exhibit overwhelming or unintended results.]
[Effect-2: Mystic Evolution: Upon reaching complete mastery, profession-related skills may undergo evolution, transcending their original limitations and unlocking greater forms previously thought impossible.]
’!!!!!???’ Misha’s jaw practically dropped from reading the absurd effects of her newly acquired Talent, her composure immediately shattering as she couldn’t believe what she was seeing.
[Do You Wish To Accept]
[Yes] or [No]
’I didn’t expect the effects to be this...terrifying.’ Misha thought, but something else quickly caught her attention.
Her Talent was strictly tied to her assigned Class, her eyes widening in realization as she realized that this could be very bad.
"My class is a Maid, a role tied more to servitude, but my Talent Is more so suited for combat. These two don’t synergize well together at all!" She said, her tone somewhat frustrated.
’Alright calm down...lets think this through for a sec.’
Misha thought, taking a deep breath to recollect her composure.
"I accept." She said, confirming her Talent.
[Ding! You Have Selected Your Preferred Talent!]
’While it may not synergize well with my profession at all, throwing away a mythical Talent would be nothing more than a stupid decision, no matter how you look at it.’ She thought, clenching her fists at her sides.
Even if these two classes didn’t synergize well, she wasn’t going to give up so easily, and she would find a way to make it work.
She had no other choice but to.
[All Requirements For Transmigration Have Been Complete!]
[Initiating Transmigration.....]
The darkness around Misha began to shake violently, the system screen disappearing in its entirety, surprising Misha for a moment as she braced herself.
’What’s going on?’
A bright blinding light flashed before her, the darkness disappearing completely before being followed by a collection of noise.
A shout.
The sound of shattering glass.
Followed by the disruption of concrete.
The scent of blood.
And finally...
A blood curdling scream.
Before she could even question her senses, Misha’s vision faded to black once more, her body disappearing into a billion fragments of lights.
Her consciousness transported into the vessel she was assigned to.
A vessel that had been knocking on death’s doorstep.
