Taking the Mafia to the Magic World - Chapter 967: Challenge for Rank

The moment he looked at what was in the space ring Collins had given him, Vicente opened his mouth and looked at his master, shocked by the generosity.

The rat-headed elder laughed as he usually did, looking even more pleased than Vicente himself. “Use them well. They’ll help you get stronger, especially when you can get back to consuming special resources.”

Collins not only gave Vicente useful things to use from now on, particularly in the art of rituals. He also gave his newest disciple several resources that could be absorbed when Vice overcame the one-year period in Light Cay.

Among these resources, there was even a Seventh Class pill, similar in quality to what a 7th-grade resource would have in Polaris Realm. But nothing like that would exist in that place, since it was as valuable as a being of the 7th stage!

‘Is the elder that generous?’ Vicente gestured a thank you, aware that refusing would be disrespectful, but also aware of how valuable it would be for him now.

In addition to the pills, potions and items useful for forming rituals, there were also defensive and offensive artifacts, books and even a series of technological artifacts that could make his daily life much easier.

One of the most interesting items was something he could connect to his house and carry the extension cord with him, so he could take Prisiche with him wherever he wanted to go.

“Thank you, master. I’ll do my best not to waste this opportunity.”

The rat-headed Outer Elder massaged his white goatee with one of his hands, nodding in appreciation.

“What do you intend to do now, Vice?” He asked, interested in his pupil’s routine.

“I want to challenge the rank of the Outer Disciples, master. I’ve prepared enough and I know who I want to face. It’s time for me to engage in official battles.” Vicente was sincere, with a resolute and firm tone of voice.

“Hmm,” Collins liked what he heard, “that’s good. Combat and challenges are always enriching. Rest here and go to the Combat Center when you’re ready. I’ll watch your battle from home.”

“Then I’ll make sure I don’t lose.” Vicente smiled as he thanked him once again with a typical local gesture.

Collins left him alone shortly afterwards and went off to take care of his own business at the residence.

Vicente would sit in the spot where he had trained earlier, waiting for the spiritual energy entering his body to replenish his body and soul. Meanwhile, his super regeneration was correcting small problems in his muscles, dealing with the effects of the exhausting work he had done earlier.

Prisiche would talk to him for the next hour until he was finally ready to leave.

Unfortunately, without being able to cultivate, he had to wait for his body to replenish itself, which was not a good method for recovery.

But he had no choice in his current situation, so he didn’t complain and when he was ready, he left after talking to Collins again.

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Although grand, Ravengarde was small for Vicente. After a few minutes of walking around this modern city, to which he had become accustomed, he arrived at the administrative area of the Combat Center.

Following Prisiche to the challenge counter, he quickly had his turn at the desk, coming face-to-face with an employee of the Center.

Previously, a fellow member of the group led by Myles, Vicente’s instructor at the Combat Center, had recommended that he come to this place a day or so earlier than when he would like to face his first opponent.

But it wasn’t always so difficult to get into a fight on the same day you were looking. As long as your opponent wasn’t someone with strong reasons for ignoring you or it wasn’t a time of the month when more fights were taking place, it was possible to get a fight within a few hours of the challenge.

Luckily for Vicente, the person he had in mind for his first official match was someone not so highly ranked, looking for battles. Meanwhile, the Center wasn’t so busy today.

“Are you sure of your choice?” The attendant asked, looking at Vicente with narrowed eyes.

This newcomer had just challenged a 3-Star opponent stronger than him!

“Yes, I’m aware of the risks and the rules of the Center. I’m sure of my choice.” Vicente said with all the necessary words.

The man on the other side looked at him in silence for another 5 seconds, before pressing a button and slotting Vicente’s ID into that item.

“Very well, your challenge to Outer Disciple Xander Smith is done. Your fight will take place in 5 hours if he accepts the challenge within the next two hours. Otherwise, you have until the end of the month for the fight to take place, depending on the acceptance of the challenge.”

Before Liam even received his identification item, having already paid for the stone coins to register this official battle, this Disciple Xander Smith accepted his challenge, making the attendant’s screen glow in stronger colors.

“Your challenger has already accepted the match. You may go to platform number 12 in three hours,” said the attendant with a peculiar look.

“Good luck. You might need it.”

Vicente wasn’t bothered by the stranger’s distrust of him. It was normal to doubt the ability of someone challenging a higher-level magician.

But Vicente didn’t care whether anyone believed in his potential. He wanted to start his journey on every front he could in Stonewall and, not only that, he wanted a genuine match to use his powers and train at an even higher level.

He and Prisiche would occupy themselves with studying for the next few hours, not wasting their time watching other fights while they waited. As valuable as it was to watch other matches, he needed to focus much more on his studies right now.

But after four hours, he would head to platform number 12, where he would soon spot the opponent he had watched fight a few times and thought would be a good first opponent in one of the ranked fights.

The opponent also spotted Vicente, recognizing this young man, since the challenge displayed a photo of the challenger to the challenged whenever the challenge was issued.

With a peculiar look on his face, the hawk-eyed individual smirked in Vicente’s direction, curious to see what this audacious newcomer could do.