Wizard: Starting from the Skill Tree-Chapter 607: Rewards
The next moment, the entire training center, all public areas, including various access halls, rest areas, and the main crystal screens above the service desks, were simultaneously covered by a brilliant, golden announcement that seemed almost tangible:
"Anvil Castle Field Evaluation and Training Center ยท Witch Array Simulation Battlefield (Level 1) ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐จ๐ฏ๐๐.๐๐จ๐
Historic Record Breakthrough!
Challenger: Anonymous (Confidential Code: C2-19)
On this day, for the first time, the challenge of [Level 1 Ten Star ยท Final Trial] was completed with a perfect [Ten Continuous Slashes] clearance!
Final Comprehensive Evaluation Level: S+ (Limit Maintenance)
Historical Comprehensive Ranking Update: 1st Place (Previous record holder: Current Empire Marshal Asta Ruental, Evaluation S, Clearance Time: Real Time 7 hours and 29 minutes)
New Record Clearance Time: Real Time 3 hours and 17 minutes.
Virtual Honor Title Awarded: [Breaker of Limits].
(This record has been synchronized to the Empire Royal Database and the Eastern Province Honor Roll)"
A deathly silence enveloped all areas that saw the announcement.
Soon after, Zone C observation hall erupted like a lake struck by a massive stone.
"Fir... First?! Directly dethroned as first in history?!"
"Ten Continuous Slashes! Cleared in one go! Oh my god, Marshal Astaโs record was broken? And by more than double the speed?!"
"S+! Itโs really S+ maintained to the end! That dragonโs breath disappearing just now... could it also be some kind of hidden ability he possesses that the system canโt fully analyze, reaching an S+ evaluation?!"
"Breaker of Limits... how long has it been since that title appeared?"
"Anonymous... C2-19... who on earth is it?! A monster secretly cultivated by the empire, or just some passing big shot?!"
...
The silver-gray access pod door slid upwards, and the ozone-scented cool air poured in, dispelling the illusion-like energy remnants and mental pressure left from the cockpitโs simulated battle.
Duke took a deep breath, rubbed his slightly aching forehead, and stepped out.
However, what awaited him was not a quiet corridor.
The outer area of Access Pod Number 19 was now jam-packed with people.
There were young people wearing various apprentice or official wizard robes, sharp-looking knights, and many curious mechanical wizard modifiers.
They either stood on tiptoes to look around or whispered, their eyes burning as they focused on Duke, who had just stepped out.
Despite his current fatigued appearance, against the backdrop of the shocking announcement, this appearance seemed more like a badge of honor.
"Heโs out! Itโs him! C2-19!"
"Looks so young... did he really take down the Doom Dragon?"
"Shh... heโs looking over here!"
As Dukeโs calm gaze swept over, the discussions instinctively quieted down, but the curious and probing glances became even more intense.
Rein Hossen and others were also in the crowd, watching this miracle-working anonymous individual.
Duke frowned slightly; he didnโt like being watched this way, especially after just enduring a high-intensity mental exhaustion battle.
He was about to quietly leave when several staff members dressed in the deep blue uniforms of the training center, with high-level badges on their chests, swiftly parted the crowd and walked over briskly.
At the forefront was a middle-aged man with a stern face whose left arm was entirely comprised of exquisite silver metal, his mechanical eye emitting a calm blue light, precisely locking onto Duke.
"Mr. Duke," the middle-aged manโs voice was steady and powerful, overriding the surrounding noise, "Congratulations on completing a historical challenge. I am Kyle Anvil, a senior supervisor of this center. Given the attention youโve drawn and the record youโve set, as well as..."
He paused slightly, as if the light in his mechanical eye flickered, "...some unrecorded data anomalies during the challenge, the centerโs management hopes to speak with you privately and deliver the rewards you deserve. Please follow me."
His tone was courteous but undebatable, while he gestured invitingly.
The other staff members tacitly formed a small pathway, separating the overly enthusiastic crowd.
Duke quickly weighed his options. The other partyโs official attitude, mention of rewards, and data anomalies were clearly related to his record-breaking performance and possible system detection issues of the Destiny Bell.
In their domain, cooperation was a wiser choice.
He nodded, responding briefly: "Fine."
With Kyle the supervisor and the staff opening the way, Duke passed through the curious crowd, left the noisy access hall, and took an internal-use elevator that required authorization, arriving at a quiet area on the upper level of the training center.
They entered a guest room that was simple in style but exuded a sense of precision everywhere. The walls were matte alloy panels, one side was a giant one-way observation window, overlooking parts of the training field and city skyline.
Besides necessary tables and chairs, the most striking feature was a crystal screen covering an entire wall, with tiny data streams flowing constantly, and a tray covered with black velvet placed on a central alloy table.
"Please have a seat, Mr. Duke." Kyle the supervisor gestured for Duke to sit, while he stood in front of the crystal wall, operating and bringing up Dukeโs final challenge data overview and that golden announcement.
"First, on behalf of the Anvil Castle Field Evaluation and Training Center, I would like to congratulate you once again on your extraordinary achievement. Clearing the Level 1 Ten Star ยท Final Trial completely, especially defeating the Doom Dragon Nidoghoge Juvenile form and setting a new historical record, is extremely rare even in the history of the Empire."
He turned to Duke, the blue light in his mechanical eye appearing extremely focused: "According to the relevant imperial laws and the centerโs highest standard reward agreement, you will automatically receive the following rights and rewards:
First, the honor title and special identity: [Breaker of Limits].
This is not only a virtual title but also an officially recognized special talent identity marker by the Empire, now recorded in your personal information.
Within the borders of the Seville Empire, the identity of a Breaker of Limits enjoys the same treatment as a senior honorary citizen, including but not limited to: priority access to various official facilities, such as specific library areas, advanced training sites, eligibility to participate in certain high-end missions or research, permanent discounts at the Imperial Commerce Association and some official institutions, simplified entry and exit and cross-regional transit procedures, as well as some legal consultation and protection rights..."
Kyle the supervisor picked up a palm-sized, strange-material medallion from the tray, with edges intricately detailed in gear-shaped silver, its center carved with a complex three-dimensional rune, depicting an abstract humanoid figure breaking through a circular boundary, and solemnly handed it to Duke.
The medallion felt slightly heavy in his hand, with a faint sense of energy flowing through it.
