Legacy Firing

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Charlus decided not to go to any dungeon. He had already came back to check with Hebe so he would be going the next day. He would go after school. Charlus wasn't sure what to do about school.

Charlus decided to sleep the rest of the day. He was very exhausted. He had gone through a lot and he needed to get a little sleep to freshen up. He told Hebe to sleep in one of the rooms. He left Lucie's room in case she came back.

The next day, Charlus went to school with Hebe. He saw a lot of heads turn towards Hebe. Charlus sighed at this. He did not like it at all.

Charlus held Hebe's hand. He whispered in her ear. "I don't know if you are interested in getting into a relationship. But if you don't you can just tell people that you are my girlfriend. They will leave you alone." 

Hebe smiled at Charlus. "Thank you."

Charlus took Hebe to the Principal's office. Charlus knocked at the door.

"Come in."

Charlus went inside with Hebe.

"Mr Black, could you please tell me why you were missing for a week?"

Charlus sighed. "Family emergency."

"And who is this?" The Principal asked Charlus.

Charlus looked at Hebe.

"This is Hebe. She lives in this district too, so I want her to be admitted to this school."

The principal shook his head. "That's not how school works Mr Black. You must have to have registered at the beginning of the year. Where are your parents Ms?"

"My name is Hebe. I think I was already admitted. Hebe White. It must be in your register."

The principal became angry.

"I am sorry, but if you think you can joke around like this-" 

The principal had taken out a student list and found Hebe's name.

"I am sorry Ms White. It seems you haven't been here for so many days because of your illness. Your teachers will be informed. Which classes will you be taking?"  The Principal's tone changed to an apologetic one.

Charlus was surprised. He thought he would have to pay the principal off. But he was more surprised because he thought that Hebe descended pretty recently. Charlus couldn't understand at all.

Charlus saw that Hebe already had a schedule that was different from his so he left her to it. Charlus left for his own classes.

At the end of the school day, Charlus took Hebe back to the apartment.

"Did you enjoy it?" Charlus asked Hebe.

"Not many people talked to me. But some did and it was interesting. Thank you."

Charlus smiled. "I'll be leaving to this dungeon. By the way, how strong are you? You don't need to tell me if you don't want to."

Charlus asked.

Hebe thought for a while.

"You are a lower order angel. I am a middle-order angel. The transformation is more prominent between orders. But unlike you, I cannot harm others. I simply heal and defend myself. Thus an Angel of Light is often accompanied by an Angel of War. I was accompanied by one during my missions as well."

Charlus nodded. "Okay then. I'll try my best to become a middle-order angel then. How many tiers above me is that? I'm at the third tier now."

"The fourth tier."

Charlus nodded at this response.

"I'll be leaving then. Have a great day."

Charlus left for the dungeon. He had the address and it was just a few minutes away. Charlus parked near the apartment and went to the unit.

Charlus knocked at the door to the address. He wasn't sure why the dungeon was in an apartment but he had to go. No one answered the door. Charlus opened the door. To his surprise, the door was unlocked.

Charlus went inside slowly and saw there were multiple people there. Charlus saw 5 people there in metal armour with proper equipment while one of them was a healer or a mage based on how she was dressed. All of them pointed their weapons at Charlus.

Charlus immediately took his scythe out and pointed it at the people there.

"Who are you?!" One of the members who was pointing a broadsword at Charlus barked out.

"I'm Charlus. I'm sorry but I found out there was a dungeon here. I'm just here to clear it. Is it alright? I am pretty sure dungeons are normally clearable multiple times right? I won't come in your way."

The healer/magician laughed. "By yourself? You need an entire party to even survive in the dungeon. As for clearing one? You need to be full of High Tier 3s to do that."

Charlus shook his head. "You don't really need to worry about me. I can manage. It's not like you guys won this dungeon right? I'll just be on my own."

Charlus was about to go ahead into the shiny door that he saw in front of him but stopped himself.

"Wait for a minute. You guys, are you part of some mysterious underworld that gave you powers? I mean how did you get these powers?"

Charlus wanted to know where they got their powers and equipment.

"We were taught by our families. What's with that question? You can't get to Tier 1 without proper resources, much less Tier 3."

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"Okay, thanks." Charlus got his answer. There were more families in Los Angeles than he had expected. He was only aware of the Chiones and Boreases because of him being in Whitney High School. Charlus decided to ask more once he was done with the dungeon.

Charlus entered the dungeon and was greeted by a cave. Charlus saw that it was pretty dark. The cave was wide, around 10 meters wide. He could swing his scythe and that was all he needed.

Charlus looked for monsters but couldn't find any. He still had his scythe in his hand. Since he didn't find anyone, he decided to equip the rest of his equipment as well. After all, who knows what he would encounter. 

It was time he got new equipment though. Charlus was starting to find the buffs quite meaningless. He needed to forge new equipment by himself or find someone to do it. He was planning on finding that someone through the people he just met. Or the Boreases. They would have connections.

Charlus heard a soft noise. Charlus immediately got ready. He saw a lone wolf appear in front of him. Charlus was confused. Didn't wolves hunt in packs? 

Charlus immediately got ready to kill the wolf. The wolf didn't immediately pounce at Charlus though. It howled first.

[x100 Wolves]

[x1 Alpha Wolf]

Charlus saw the clear condition. He was confused. Was it only a one-floor dungeon? That was odd. But the lower-tiered Dungeon that he had cleared had three floors.

Charlus saw a few wolves appear behind the wolf. Charlus immediately charged towards the wolves. He couldn't let them call too many wolves/

[Demonic Wolf Lvl 153]

Charlus looked at the Level and he thought of how strong he had become since getting the system. He had gotten to a level with three digits. Everything felt incomprehensible to him. Charlus swiped at the wolf that was nearest to him.

[Scythe of Death]

Charlus swung his scythe at the other wolves once he killed the first wolf. He was ploughing through them. Charlus felt it was weird. How was he this stronger than them? He was only a few levels above them.

Charlus thought of differences between them other than his level - his class. His Class was a SSS Grade Class. Didn't that mean his class was amazing? It gave him better stats and a lot of equipment when he became an Angel. It even changed his body.

Wait. Was it supposed to do that? Charlus thought about what the Seraphim he met tell him. The system was a piece of the God of Death. That meant he was supposed to become the Angel of Death. But what if he chose a class other than the Angel of Death. Would he do that?

Charlus wondered if something different would happen if he chose a different class. Would the God of Death be disappointed? Would the system leave him? Or was the God of Death so sure that he would choose the Angel of Death even if he was given so many options?

Charlus saw more wolves appear. Charlus smelt a strong smell of blood from his feet. He saw the wolf at his foot had used its claws to tear apart its own skin, spilling some blood.

The blood was so pungent that it must have drawn in the rest of the wolves. But Charlus wasn't worried at all. If too many wolves appeared, he would use the skill that saves him so much time - Death Field.

Charlus sighed. His Class was simply too overpowered.

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