The Sorcerer Class

Denise had been furious at the time, and along with Uncle Victor, Brenna, and even a bewildered little Shirley, the whole family had stormed right into “Drunken Breeze”!

It was said that when they burst open the door to a certain luxurious private room.

Leán was in the middle of some indescribable games with several top courtesans, their clothes in disarray.

That scene…

When Leán saw his parents, sister, and younger sister standing at the door, his soul nearly flew out of his body!

Just imagining the scene made Blake’s toes curl in second-hand embarrassment, and he felt deep sympathy for his cousin.

He suspected that after such a social death and physiological shock, his cousin might have already become impotent…

Since then, Leán’s allowance was completely cut off, and he was placed under strict supervision, forbidden from fooling around outside again.

During the holidays, he was even required to help with the family business, making him poorer than an ordinary person.

Left with no other choice, Blake had to bite the bullet and ask Brenna for a loan.

Brenna had a good impression of her cousin Blake.

When she heard Blake wanted to borrow ten gold coins, she readily gave them to him.

After getting the money, Blake immediately ran to a shop specializing in magical items.

Only when he got there did he realize that the price of magic scrolls was ridiculously expensive!

A single, lowest-tier Fireball Scroll actually cost five gold coins!

And a slightly higher-tier one, like an Ice Seal Scroll, was as high as fifty gold coins!

It was only then that he truly appreciated the staggering value of the stack of scrolls Irena had given him back then!

Swallowing the pain, he used the ten gold coins to buy two of the cheapest Fireball Scrolls.

However, the moment he handed the gold coins to the shopkeeper, the long-absent system panel suddenly materialized before his eyes:

[Player has purchased two magic scrolls.]
[Sorcerer Class Unlock Progress: 1/100]

Blake was stunned for a moment, then it hit him, and his mind was filled with immense shock and an urge to complain.

‘What is this situation?’

‘The unlock progress for the Sorcerer class is increased by… buying scrolls?!’

He didn’t even know where to begin his rant.

The unlocking methods for the Swordsman and Knight classes were perfectly normal.

Even the Summoner class required smashing a dragon pearl to increase its progress.

How did the style change so drastically when it came to the Sorcerer?

This was just too bizarre!

‘Is this system in some kind of deal with the magic scroll merchants?’

Blake did a quick calculation.

At this rate, he would need to buy a total of 1,000 Fireball Scrolls to max out the 100 unlock points.

And 1,000 scrolls would cost 5,000 gold coins.

Five thousand gold coins!

To his current self, that was an astronomical sum.

He had never missed Alice so much; if it were Alice, she could probably produce 5,000 gold coins without a second thought.

Blake stood at the entrance of the shop, cursing this unconventional system for several minutes.

But cursing was one thing; unlocking the class was a necessity.

In the end, he could only thicken his skin and find Brenna again, this time with an even more outrageous request.

“F-Five… five thousand gold coins?!”

Brenna was startled by the number, her normally soft voice jumping an octave.

She did have five thousand gold coins, but that was almost her entire life’s savings.

A year’s tuition at Dragonheart Academy cost about that much.

Raise a daughter rich, raise a son poor.

Her parents gave her a generous allowance, telling her to save it up for her dowry.

After all, the family was already looking for a suitable fiancé for her.

Brenna had always been sensible, not one to chase after luxurious cosmetics, perfumes, and beautiful dresses like other noble ladies.

She had always been frugal and had painstakingly saved up this sum.

And now Blake wanted to empty her little treasury in one go!

Blake was unaware of his cousin’s inner turmoil and just promised with utmost sincerity that as soon as he received his salary from the Dragon-Slaying Guard this month, he would definitely start repaying her in installments as quickly as possible.

Brenna looked at her cousin’s sincere and anxious eyes and hesitated.

She remembered back in the village when she was a child, being bullied by the other village kids.

Her cousin, who was just as skinny and trembling with fear, would always pick up a tree branch and shakily stand in front of her, like a knight protecting his princess.

Although he always ended up beaten black and blue, that clumsy yet brave figure had been the role model she admired most in her childhood.

Plus, on the ship earlier, Blake had indeed helped them out of a tight spot…

Thinking of all this, Brenna’s heart softened.

She gritted her teeth, nodded, and agreed to Blake’s request, lending him all five thousand gold coins she had saved over many years.

Blake was beyond ecstatic, gripping Brenna’s hand tightly and saying with gratitude.

“Brenna! You’re the absolute best cousin in the world! Thank you so much!”

This straightforward praise made Brenna blush, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

After receiving the huge sum, Blake once again dashed to the magic shop.

Under the shopkeeper’s gaze, which seemed to say he was looking at a complete fool, Blake exchanged all five thousand gold coins for a full one thousand low-tier Fireball Scrolls.

The moment the final scroll transaction was completed, the system notification arrived as expected.

[Sorcerer Class Unlock Progress: 100/100]
[Unlock progress is full. Summoner class is now officially unlocked.]

‘Success!’

A great weight lifted from Blake’s heart. He eagerly opened the class panel to check the Sorcerer’s skill tree.

Soon, amidst the dazzling list of skills, he found the one he had been longing for.

[Moonshadow Enchantment]

With this skill, he finally had a bit more confidence for the potential battle the day after tomorrow.

After the initial euphoria, practical problems followed.

He looked at the small mountain of one thousand Fireball Scrolls and felt a headache coming on.

He would never be able to use all of them, and letting them sit around would be a waste.

He thought about asking the shopkeeper if he could sell the scrolls back at a discount.

But the shopkeeper just rolled his eyes and quoted a price that made his blood pressure spike.

“Sell them back? Sure. One scroll, one gold coin.”

“One gold coin?! I bought them for five! You’re cutting the price by four-fifths?! Why don’t you just rob me!”

Blake was so angry he almost pulled out his newly acquired Sorcerer skills to blow this rip-off shop to bits!

Unwilling to give up, he ran to several other shops in Servia.

He found that all the shopkeepers seemed to have colluded, offering the same extremely low buy-back price, certain that he was desperate to sell.

Blake walked home, hugging the huge pile of devalued scrolls, wanting to cry but having no tears.

He could only rage impotently at the air: “Damn profiteers! Vile capitalists!”

“In my last life, I was trapped by credit cards and loans. I transmigrated to this life, and I still can’t escape the fate of being in debt!”

The next morning, just as the sky was beginning to brighten, Blake followed Uncle Victor’s family and rode in a carriage to Dragonheart Academy.

Before they even got close, they could see from afar that the magnificent gates of the academy were already swarmed with a sea of people, completely packed.

As the highest institution of learning in the Dragonheart Empire, the opening day of Dragonheart Academy was undoubtedly a major event in the imperial capital.