After a few seconds of silence, laughter broke throughout the hall. It came from the guild representatives, then the students, and soon almost everyone else had joined in.There was no way in cold hell that Ron could have awakened such a powerful class.“Vincent is actually messing with us,” one of the guild masters said, laughing so hard that a tear escaped from his eye.“Does he really think we will believe every word he says just because he is the reader?”“We are talking about Ron Arcade here. There is no way that result is real.”Even Ron couldn't believe his eyes. A nobody who had been treated like a disease all his life had somehow awakened the most powerful class in the entire hall.Society had taught him that the bottom was all he deserved. He had served almost every powerful family in the hall just so he and his mother could survive another day.It had all been because of his defective bloodline, yet now the machine was saying that he had awakened a class greater than anythi

Ron's eyes opened beside Red's grave, but he was no longer alone.The Limbo Beast stood over him with its six eyes fixed on his face. It looked even larger outside the dark space, with saliva dripping between its fangs as it lowered its head and lunged.Ron threw himself aside, and its claws missed his shoulder by inches. Something roared inside him as he rolled across the frozen ground and rose to his feet.He could no longer feel the cold. His body felt as if it had been broken apart and reforged with steel. His vision was sharper, his feet were lighter, and he could hear every movement the beast made behind him, but none of that made it less dangerous. Ron stretched out his hand and asked for fire, wind, lightning, or anything else that might stop it, but nothing came out.“Oh, shit. I got one powerful class and suddenly thought I knew magic.”The Limbo Beast charged again. “Running is still a skill,” Ron told himself before turning around and using it.He broke into a run, and the

Another uproar broke through the hall as someone shouted, “Did he just reject the only thing that might save his life?”The guard holding the rusty suit stared at Ron, his earlier disdain turning into anger.“What did you say, boy? Do you think your body can withstand the impact of an SSS-ranked attack without armour?”“I said I don't want it. That is still my choice, isn't it?”Nobody answered. Ron's face remained so cold that the guard took one step back before remembering that the person standing before him was supposed to be powerless.Henry shoved the guard aside and approached Ron. For a moment, he hesitated.This Ron felt different from the servant boy everyone had described over the years. Something dangerous seemed to be leaking from his body, and it frightened Henry for reasons he could not explain.Then he remembered who he was looking at. Ron had spent his life doing chores for every family in the city. His class had been extracted, and whatever Henry felt had to be his im

Elijah stared at Gorgon before suddenly bursting into laughter.The sound echoed through the hall, growing louder as he tried to recover what remained of his pride.“I understand that you are old, but you cannot walk in here and disregard everything we witnessed. The boy does not even have a magical core.”Gorgon's eyes narrowed. “Choose your next words carefully.”Elijah ignored the warning and pointed towards Henry.“My son owns an SSS-ranked combat class, while Ron has nothing inside him. How can you claim that someone without a core produced enough force to defeat my son?”The question made sense to everyone who needed it to make sense. Ron had been powerless before the ceremony, and they had watched his first class get extracted. Believing Gorgon was wrong still felt easier than believing Ron was stronger than Henry.Gorgon did not answer immediately. His grey eyes returned to Ron and remained there.Ron remembered what the old stories said about him. Gorgon was not only the city