257 years ago, two countries were reduced to dust for angering him. After the incident not a drop of rain fell. Fearing the demon lord's power, all races stopped the ongoing war.
Peace finally returned, bringing changes.
The demon nation now thrives and the nations have all developed. Yet between the royals and nobles of the different kingdoms there exists huge rivalries. However, the demon lord who had ended the war, suddenly vanished leaving his subordinate to rule. His family is now the royalty.
The present times:
Unlike the aristocrats the commoners have become well-acquainted and don't harbour hatred for different races.
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A refugee town, where all the races are welcomed.
Goods are being delivered and demons unloading the goods along with dwarves.
The mayor's manner.
A fat man is sitting on a chair turned sideways.
The goods ordered from the capital are insufficient to the growing number of refugees.
"What do you suggest we do?'"
"Um… about stopping the refugees." The worried butler replied.
"No. The do not have any place to return to. I want this city to be a place for them. Anyways how are the preparations for the welcome of the duke?"
"The preparations are almost finished. This time we shall make sure to impress the duke."
"I see. Good job. You may leave."
'Ha...hopefully the duke will lend us a hand. At this rate we will go bankrupt.'
Meanwhile, in the adventurer's guild, a young demon is attempting a rank advancement test.
"Hello miss."
"Hello, Ray. For the advancement right? I'll guide you. Here..." The receptionist said as she beckoned him to follow.
"Are you nervous?"
"A bit."
"You are famous, you know. All of us bet that you are gonna be the youngest A-rank in history."
"I know. Everyone taught me a lot." Replied Ray.
"Hehe... I have bet 1 golf coin on you. You better not fail."
"Keep scaring me like that and you'll never see it again." He joked as he stood before the training room 5, which he was assigned to.
He looked like a typical 17-year-old boy with a decently trained body. His hair was shimmering white with a few unusually long black and golden strands at the back of his head. He was wearing light black armour and black pants with a sword on his left.
Nothing too special, except that 2 gold and 7 black strands of hair. Everyone was amazed by them when he first came to this guild branch two months ago. Some even tried to pull them out. But they always seemed to reapper instantly, at the same spot .
"Good luck!"
"Thank you."
(goes to the training room)
"Oh, I see that you have come to take the test Ray. Are you that confident? Don't start crying if you fail." The teasing instructor, stands opposite to Ray with a huge smile on his face.
"Haha. We'll see about that. Now let's begin already."
The well-toned veteran mercenary with black hair holds his long sword, pointing it at Ray.
"Ha! Brat, you are over confident. I'll show you what power is. Even the great demon lord would have a hard time against my attack. Hahaha!"
'Haa…the lord… again. I know that everyone admires him, but… I have heard the same dialogue repeatedly.'
Both tighten the grip of their swords. Ray holding a thinner sword, while the instructor readied his long sword. The instructor then swung his sword at Ray. But with a single hand, Ray deflected it and thrust!
The instructor dodged backwards slashed towards Ray. But Ray elegantly defended while precisely attacking at every opening. Then the instructor's sword started glowing a yellow glow and he pushed Ray back. Ray dashed aiming for this moment, when he attacked, swiftly evading and then immediately pointed his sword to the instructor's neck.
The fight was over in 3 minutes.
"I win. So, what was that about teaching me about power?"
"Don't get cocky brat. I went easy on you. But as you advanced, today's drinks are on me. Now go register as an A- rank."
"Yes! Thank you, I will!"
There were many types of exams needed for advancement, but they got lesser and lesser with each rank. While the test for f-ranks required participants to show case their monster and herb knowledge, techniques, etc for advancement.
But for an A-rank exam, only beating an guild high- instructor would suffice. Furthermore for S-rank only mana testing would be done. This was why going through all the ranks was neccesary procedure and no one was an exception.
Going back to the counter,
"I won." Said Ray smilingly.
"Congratulations Ray! But make sure that you do not push your-self too much, ok? Here, done, this is now you're A-rank identification card."
"Thank you. (Shouts->) I am an A-rank, any party who wish to recruit me?"
'Well, even though I am usually a solo adventurer, the guild rules say that after a rank advancement the person should do a party mission before a solo mission. It is for them to get adjusted to the higher difficulty of monsters.'
A black-haired woman, approached Ray. Looking at him,
"How well can you mana?"
"I would say, I am slightly above average."
In this world, there exists a power that can be used to control the nature to an extent. This is mana. It exists in the nature all around us and can be absorbed by humans till they reach their limit. But some people have very low mana capacity and can't actively use mana. And there are also some special cases of people being born loved by mana. They are born with some amount of innate mana, and have high mana control ability.
"That's fine. I am Kyle, also an A-rank. Our party is going for a ruin exploration of the newly found ruin. You are a swordsman, right? Would you like to join?"
"Ruin? Haven't all ruins nearby already been explored?"
"As I said, this one was found recently, so the dangers are unknown. So, are you joining?" Said Kyle, raising an eyebrow.
"Hmm… Ok then, I'll join. When are we leaving?"
"Tomorrow early morning. I'll introduce to our party members then. Come to the main gate."
"Okay. See you tomorrow."
Kyle's group had an unexpected vacancy just before an important raid. She needed to find a replacement fast. Moreover she was also interested in making the aquaintance of the youngest A-rank.
[To be continued]