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Who Says I’m Not a Legitimate Adventurer?
Chapter 204: The Strange State of the 【Fate Jester】 · Oct 08, 2026
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Ayla lowered her head and looked at the tail that was happily wagging back and forth.
The image of the two stray dogs downstairs wagging their tails pitifully at Lance instantly flashed through her mind.
In an instant, a powerful sense of embarrassment shot straight to her head.
The werewolf girl grabbed her tail and dashed back into the room.
“Bang!”
The wooden door slammed shut.
The gust of wind squeezed out through the gap blew Lance’s bangs into disarray.
Lance let out an awkward laugh and rubbed his nose helplessly.
Forget it. Since he could not borrow the mirror, he would find a clear basin of water or a clean glass display window later and see what exactly had changed about his appearance.
It was probably best to give Ayla some time to calm down.Just as he turned around to head downstairs, the front door on the first floor opened.
Ryan entered from outside, leaning on his cane.
The veteran looked up and saw Lance standing at the stairway.
The very first thing he said left Lance frozen in place.
“The Summer Crown ritual has been moved forward.”
“Pack your things tonight. Tomorrow morning, you’ll head to White River City and complete the registration procedures for the Heroic Spirit Baptism.”
“Moved forward? Wasn’t there still an entire month before it was supposed to begin?”
Lance quickly descended the stairs, his heart full of confusion.
His original plan had been to take advantage of that month’s gap and spend time training thoroughly inside an Underground Dungeon.
He wanted to fully integrate his newly acquired class specialties and Source Essence traits while familiarizing himself with the combat rhythm of a professional.
He had never imagined that his first venture into an Underground Dungeon would immediately throw him into a high-level competition.
Ryan noticed his concerns and explained.
“Plans never keep up with change.”
“My guess is that this sudden advancement is related to the game you and Chaos played in the Astral Realm. The will of Gods often causes disturbances in the Material Realm.”
“Things like this have happened before.”
“But you don’t need to worry too much. If the sky falls, the important figures in the royal capital will be the ones holding it up.”
“The first week after the Summer Crown begins is usually spent by elite teams probing each other and gathering information.”
“You can use that week to complete your baptism in White River City, then hurry back.”
The veteran sighed.
“The truly brutal competition happens during the final two weeks.”
“However, this sudden development is very unfavorable for you personally. The biggest problem is that you won’t have enough time to form your own Underground Dungeon party.”
According to Ryan’s original plan, the month-long preparation period had tremendous potential.
The first week would allow Lance to adapt to the Underground Dungeon environment.
After all, Underground Dungeons were essentially a fusion of the Material Realm and the Astral Realm, filled with danger.
During the remaining three weeks, Ryan could use the connections he had accumulated through the Veterans’ Institute to help Lance find several experienced and cooperative teammates.
With a properly structured combat party assembled, Lance could then participate in the Summer Crown event held in the Underground Dungeon outside Graystone Town.
As long as the tactics were sound, there was a strong possibility that Lance could earn an honorary title during his very first participation.
After all, in that Underground Dungeon, compared to lone individuals, teams enjoyed far higher survival and success rates.
“It’s alright, Uncle Ryan.”
Lance shook his head and spoke casually.
“My original plan was to explore the Underground Dungeon alone anyway.”
In Lance’s view, a qualified team had to be built upon a foundation of absolute trust.
Temporary parties often ended up stabbing one another in the back when facing danger inside an Underground Dungeon.
Such teams were better left unformed.
Besides, he possessed far too many secrets.
Whether it was his resurrection ability or his absurd combat strength, even the slightest exposure during party combat could bring him enormous trouble.
Ryan paused slightly after hearing those words.
However, the veteran quickly thought of the True Dragon Species Source Essence Lance had just acquired.
Ryan guessed that Lance’s Source Essence might possess some kind of powerful lone-wolf enhancement, making him stronger when operating independently.
Within professional circles, such solitary wolves who refused to form parties because of their unique traits were not uncommon.
Thinking of that, Ryan nodded in understanding and did not press the matter further.
“Since you know what you’re doing, then follow your own pace.”
Graystone Town was not particularly far from White River City.
The safest route involved traveling overland first before transferring to a downstream river merchant vessel.
If everything went smoothly, he would arrive by tomorrow evening.
Truthfully, Lance was looking forward to the trip.
Since arriving in this world, he had remained tucked away in a frontier town.
He had heard that true major cities were vastly different from Graystone Town in terms of alchemical development, luxurious consumption, and even the customs and atmosphere of everyday life.
Night gradually descended upon the town.
Lance returned to the quiet attic room on the second floor and lit a dim oil lamp.
Sitting upon the wooden bed covered with a coarse linen sheet, he remembered that there was still one special Legacy Class he had not dealt with.
The 【Fate Jester】.
Unlike the complicated and demanding requirements of his main class, secondary class advancement was much simpler.
He crossed his legs, closed his eyes, and directly connected his consciousness to the Astral Realm, attempting to initiate the advancement process.
Yet the moment the ritual began, everything abruptly stopped.
Only a system prompt appeared.
【Fate Jester Advancement...】
Lance suddenly opened his eyes, completely baffled.
The guiding sensation had been exactly the same as when he advanced into the Pale Sentinel.
He had clearly sensed a strange star belonging exclusively to the 【Fate Jester】 being successfully drawn into his body.
Yet when that star attempted to merge with his Source Furnace, Lance felt as though his body were a cup already filled to the brim with water.
It was already packed full by the Pale Sentinel and simply could not accommodate anything extra.
But the strangest part was that the star representing the 【Fate Jester】 had not dissipated after the failed advancement.
Instead, it remained in an incredibly peculiar state.
Lance immediately opened the panel to investigate.
A line of red text provided the answer.
It was not because he had failed to meet the prerequisites.
His soul capacity was simply too small.
Thinking about it carefully, that made sense.
Looking throughout the continent’s history, there had never been a novice who had just reached Level 1 and immediately begun dual-classing.
It seemed that Flora’s analogy back then had not been entirely accurate.
A secondary class was not merely dye.
It also contained vast rules and genuinely occupied soul space.
Thus, the 【Fate Jester】 could not simply be forcefully added as a secondary class.
Only after his main class level continued to rise and expanded the capacity of his soul could it become compatible.
However, it was not as though he had no solution.
Cecilia’s 【Spiritual Desire Symbiosis · Source Essence Synchronization】 could completely help him share the soul capacity required by the 【Fate Jester】.
Yet after carefully weighing the matter in his mind, Lance decisively abandoned the idea.
The 【Fate Jester】 was an extraordinarily rare special secondary class that caused no Soul Wear.
Meanwhile, Cecilia’s research trait could help offset the Soul Wear cost of one secondary class advancement.
Using such a precious opportunity on a safe secondary class would be a complete waste.
He could save that trump card for a future secondary class with severe Soul Wear instead.
However, what fascinated Lance most was how strangely the Fate Jester behaved.
The class star that had entered his body had not disappeared.
After searching his mind, Lance could only find one highly abstract term to describe the current situation.
The unfinished 【Fate Jester】 class had simply “stuck” itself onto the Pale Sentinel main class without any regard for logic.
The feeling resembled something from his previous life.
Whenever he bought milk tea, the shop staff would spray a thick layer of cloud cream on top.
The cream clearly exceeded the cup’s internal capacity, piling above the rim without fully dissolving into the milk tea beneath.
The Fate Jester was currently in exactly that sort of semi-independent state.
Closing his eyes and sensing carefully, Lance could feel the star emitting an extremely subtle fluctuation.
It was definitely producing some kind of effect.
Yet he could not determine which part was actually being influenced.
He had read countless books concerning the Extraordinary world, but he had never heard of a class displaying such a shameless lingering state.
It completely defied common sense.
Still, Lance was certain that whatever effect it was exerting had something to do with fate.
And perhaps the Heroic Spirit Baptism he would soon undergo also involved the fate of Heroic Spirits.
Maybe then he would finally discover exactly what influence it was producing.
……
Inside the private training grounds belonging exclusively to Princess Elvira in the royal capital of the Iris Kingdom.
The vast floor was paved with countless alchemical metal plates.
This special metal flooring could perfectly withstand direct impacts from Aether Energy, preventing collapse during intense daily training.
At the center of the training grounds stood a young woman holding a cruciform longsword.
She possessed dazzling golden hair as brilliant as sunlight, neatly tied behind her head with a blue ribbon.
She wore a silver-and-white light armored battle dress, with the edge of the breastplate engraved with subtle iris patterns representing the royal family.
Her appearance was exquisitely beautiful, as though every feature had been crafted by a master sculptor’s life’s masterpiece.
Her fair skin carried a healthy rosy hue, while her emerald-green eyes radiated unwavering determination.
As everyone knew, the Red Dragon bloodline granted additional Charisma.
Every ruler throughout history had possessed peerless charm.
She was Princess Elvira Pendragon of the Iris Kingdom.
Standing opposite Elvira was a robust elderly man dressed in simple gray cloth attire, his hair completely white.
The old man held only a blunt training shortsword and stood casually.
He was the Royal Legendary Sword Saint responsible for teaching the princess martial techniques.
“Steady your breathing further, Your Highness.”
“You have only just stepped into the threshold of becoming a professional. The Source Furnace within your body is still adapting.”
The old man slowly walked while offering instruction.
“You must learn to control the release and restraint of your power at the moment you swing your sword. Do not waste excess Aether Energy into the air.”
“I understand, Master.”
Elvira responded softly.
The next moment, a powerful surge of Aether Energy erupted from within her body, attaching itself completely to the cruciform longsword.
A visible stream of compressed air immediately coiled around the blade, producing a sharp hiss.
The girl’s long legs suddenly exerted force.
Shattering the air beneath her feet, she transformed into a golden afterimage and charged directly toward the elderly man.
“Please be careful, Master!”
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
Explosive metallic impacts erupted throughout the training grounds.
Within an incredibly short span of time, Elvira unleashed four lightning-fast slashes.
Holding his shortsword with one hand, the old man precisely blocked every strike.
Yet he could clearly feel the blade in the girl’s hands growing heavier and heavier.
This was the special specialty granted by the Pendragon Royal Swordsmanship—
【Glorious Consecutive Slash】.
This specialty allowed each successive attack to gain an additional ten percent increase in power.
Combined with Elvira’s overwhelming physical strength, which was entirely disproportionate to her slender frame, the power of those four accumulated strikes was terrifying.
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