Chapter 5 - Weapons Of Panspermia (1/2)

At the same time as several other people left, many chose to stay; after all, the S-Class Knight should have been the first and not the last. However, these people were shocked when Oliver pointed to a man across the street.

This one who was not wearing any giant or shiny armor, quite the opposite, the person chosen was wearing robes, and the black cloak that covered him was not even very waterproof, so it was letting some water through.

”Come forward!” Oliver ordered the hooded man.

Luke removed his hood and just said: ”My name is Luke.” However, his wolf ears said much more about who he was than his words.

Even the old guard was perplexed. ”Come over here, please.” Oliver knew that his judgment instinct was not broken, even after years since he had last entered a Dungeon, but he still needed to check closely if he had made the right choice.

As Luke approached, he saw the man named Dota remove his sword from the ground. ”Why not me?” The S-Class asked Oliver. His voice sounded like a rumble of thunder.

Oliver was undeterred; from the moment he opened the door and recognized the huge knight, he knew this scene would happen. So, he made it short and sweet. ”You don't meet the required standards.”

”What are the requirements?” The raindrops that fell on his armor broke without making a sound, which was a sample of what his great armor could do.

The old guard listed without stammering as he looked into the S-Class eyes: ”Strength, presence, class, and age.”

”That's ridiculous. I'm a Tank! I could defend this entire city from anything!”

”The job is not to defend the city. If we wanted to defend the city, we would hire a whole army, not one man.”

”Forget it, I'm going for it.” Dota elicited his sword-like Panspermia Weapon and walked down the street. The crowd began to spread out as well, now that all five had been chosen.

Luke, who had remained quiet during all the confusion, approached the guard.

”Are you carrying any weapons?” Oliver asked.

”No.” replied Luke, but he noticed the guard's arched eyebrows. ”You can search me if you want.” He said, raising his hands in the air.

The half-wolf had been through so many situations like this since his childhood that he now knew how to act. The guard searched him and asked: ”Panspermia weapon?”

Luke gave him a look as if to inquire 'Really?' and replied: ”No, I don't have a weapon that costs thousands of silver coins.”

”Why don't you have a weapon?”

”Why would I have one?” Luke wasn't trying to be rebellious or anything, he didn't understand why everyone was wearing weapons and armors in a test that would take place in the middle of the city, and before Oliver could refute with another question, the half-wolf spoke up, ”I don't need a weapon. My hands are enough.”

Since Oliver saw no reason not to release his entry, he let him pass. In the end, he still trusted his <Killer Instinct> skill.