"If you summon subordinates so easily, why bother recruiting? Just summohing you need!"
"Yeah, admit it. Yetting backup from higher-ranking Lords."
"And where did you e from, anyway? You don’t look like you’re from around here."
"A Lord with only one bat talent? Useless!"
"Tell us about your power! Only then will we trust your ridiculous cim."
"Show us, right here in front of us!"
People tio voice their frustration and skepticism, throwing challeer challe Ats. But he calmly respoo eae, his expression steady and unbothered.
Sitting beside Edrik, Karian leaned over and ented, “Edrik, don’t you think Ats o be a bit humble in this presentation?”
Edrik gave a slight smile, shaking his head. “This whole Lords’ game is built for struggle and battle. He ’t afford to be humble.”
“Why not?”
“He only has one ce, and he’s using every tool he has to make the most of it. He might even demonstrate his abilities right here in front of them.”
“What if those who don’t like him decide to turn on him?”
“This is a safe zone. He’s protected here. Besides, we have an Overlord among us. His fidence isn’t without reason. In fact, I admire his approach. It’s exactly the kind of daring we need from him. And no, he’s not making this up. He’s calcuted and knows what he’s doing.”
Karian houghtfully at Edrik’s words.
Ats answered their questions one by one.
“To build a great isnd, I need a variety of talents. I’m starting with those who are willing to joi this early stage. Those who will be most as the isnd progresses and grows.”
He tinued, “Where I e from isn’t important. Lords aren’t bound by Unions or directly tied to the lower nds.”
“Yes, I have just one bat talent, Spear talent. But I also have Iron Will, Tactical Awareness, Instinctual and, Reliable Aura, and an S-rated talent I retly acquired. This is only the beginning. There’s room for much more.”
The crowd began to fall silent, taking in his expnation. Those talents… they uood their significe. These were the kinds of talents that could shape a Lord’s destiny, marking him as a natural leader meant to inspire and and.
Ats stepped down from the stage, moving toward them with steady, fident strides. His charisma radiated a calm authority, a plete, unshakable fidehat few could achieve. Even Edrik couldn’t help but feel that he himself cked this level of self-assurance.
"Have any of you ever pyed gacha games?" he asked, breaking the tension with an ued question.
A few of them looked puzzled.
“Ever py gacha games?” he asked, nodding to someone nearby.
"Yeah, sometimes," someone beside him replied.
"And you?" he turo another.
“Yes… I spend most of my payche gacha games," the man admitted, slightly embarrassed.
“Anyone else?” Ats looked around.
A few more hands went up, and soon others raised their hands, perhaps out of curiosity. Ats smiled, reading the crowd.
He turned, walked back to the stage, and then summoned 10 standard tickets into his hands, letting them shimmer in his hand as he faced the audience again.
"I have a Gacha System. Just like the games you’ve pyed. But real. And this is how I acquired so many powerful individuals in this early stage."
A murmur of astonishment rippled through the crowd, some of them leaning in, eager to know more about this iing system.
"I summon people, artifacts, araordinary items. And this," he gestured to the tickets, "is just a fra of the summons I’m able to perform."
Edrik gave a faint smile and murmured to Karian, “I feel like giving him a round of appuse for this.”
“Yeah, this is bold,” Karian replied, shaking his head slightly.
“But he’s doing it in just the right way,” Edrik tinued. “Look, we’re not amateurs here. We were experienced Lords once. He’s giving us the kind of challenge we deserve.”
Karian nodded firmly. “Exactly. I crave challenges and epic battles. Just hearing him talk is getting me fired up.”
“He’s defihe kind of Lord we rely on. Gotta say, I love him,” Edrik said.
Karian shot him a look.
“No homo,” Edrik added.
Ats tossed the tickets into the air, watg as they slowly began to ge color—brown, brown, brown, brown.
He kept a calm smile, hoping for something impressive to dispy in front of the crowd. If not, he repared to gh 40 or 50 tickets if needed, determio summon at least a powerful on or an impressive ally.
Brown, brown. No purple? No Red?! Go Red!
Then, at st, the final ticket shifted to purple.
[You have obtained 9 Rank-B items and 1 Rank-A item!]
Ats could hear the murmurs from the crowd as they watched.
"That’s pretty cool—what does a purple ticket mean?"
“Is it like the usual gacha game rules?”
Ats smiled at their curiosity. "Well, this is actually the worst result so far. 9 Rank-B and 1 Rank-A." He shrugged. "Let’s open them up one by one and see what we’ve got."
[You have received 1 Rare Mana Surge Skill Scroll]
Ats grabbed the skill scroll that materialized and held it up for everyoo see.
“A Rare-grade Mana Surge skill. I’ll be giving this to any mage who joins my team,” he announced.
[You have received 5 Elite Exp Orbs]
He took five Elite Exp Orbs from the air, holding them up with a knowing smile, aware that everyheir value.
[You have received 1 Rare Illusionary Mirage Skill Scroll]
“Another skill for a mage,” he ented, showing the scroll to the crowd.
[You have received 10 Small Healing Potions]
“Not bad. Healing Potions,” he said, st them with a nod.
[You have received 1 Rare Poisoned Bde Skill Scroll]
“Well, this is probably the most skill scrolls I’ve ever pulled at once,” he said. “This one’s for any thief-css awakeners ied.”
[You have received 100 Units of Wood]
[You have received 20 Units of Lumber]
[You have received 5 Elite Exp Orbs]
[You have received 20 Units of Iron Ingots]
“Well, materials and a few more Exp Orbs,” he cluded.
Everyone was still focused on the Rank-A ticket Ats had pulled, and he could feel the growing anticipation in the room. Some people even stood up, trying to get a better view of this rare gacha moment.
Ats took a slow breath and reached out to touch the purple ticket floating before him.
Please, let this show them somethiraordinary!
The ticket hovered in the air for a tense moment, unresponsive. Everyone seemed to hold their breath.
Then, suddenly, it began to tear, as if sliced by invisible bdes. Oheedly—until it was reduced to tiny fragments that drifted to the floor.
From these fragments, a magical circle fred to life on the ground, and slowly, a shadowy figure began to form in front of Ats. What is that? he thought, as the figure, cloaked in shadows, took shape, its true form still hidden.
The entire room was captivated. They were witnessing a summoning unfht before their eyes.
The figure suddenly split, creating duplicates that scattered and sprio every er of the room, moving as silent, shadowy blurs. The audience, caught pletely off guard, froze iheir eyes wide and fixed on the shadows darting around them.
"Wait, what is that?"
"Careful! Attaing!" someone shouted, panics rising in the crowd.
One of the shadowy forms sped toward them with arming speed. Instinctively, people raised their arms to shield themselves, but just before impact, the shadow dissipated into thin air.
One by ohe shadowy figures vanished, leaving only a single form standing in front of Ats. Slowly, it solidified, revealing its true shape… a beastkin.
An elder… rat? His gray, weathered fur hi tless years of experience. Ach covered his right eye, while his left remained sharp and steady, exuding a calm yet pierg gaze. He was dressed in traditional ninja attire, ated by subtle pieces of armor.
The elder beastkin lowered himself into a deep bow.
"My Lord," he spoke in a low, steady voice, "I am Kurogasa, the Shadowed Fang. I thank you for the honor of summoning me. From this day forward, my life, my skill, and my shadows are yours to and."
[You have received Rank-A Character: Kurogasa - The Shadowed Fang]
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