Rayven's pupils shrank as he saw the second mission he had received from the system.
'Fight… that mage? In seven days?'
The last quest he had gotten was a matter of survival against that large wolf. But this one—this was a direct challenge. It wasn't asking him to flee or hide. It was demanding that he win.
His fists trembled from the sudden pressure weighing down on him. There was no way a Mana Flick could do the trick.
'Still, why is the reward so low? Only fifty gold coins?' Rayven frowned as he looked at the tough-looking mage that he had to defeat in a week.
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The Veltham noble slammed his palm on the table hard enough to rattle the ink bottle.
"Enough talk! If your pathetic shop wants to challenge Veltham authority, then settle it the proper way. Not through words. Not through discounts. Through a duel."
