《Virtual Sword God! 》Chapter 74: Spirit User
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Bill had just finished playing a game of VSW. He was currently in the middle of his promotion games. A promotion occurred when you were in the top sub division and had reached a 100 points. In Bill's case, Bill was a Diamond rank 1 player. For each game won, you earned a set amount of points and the same was for each game you lost. The more games you won in a row, the more points you would gain.
This was why Noivs was able to rank up the ID Pendragon so fast. The system assumes that if you keep winning your games, that you are too high ranked and give you more points. This is to get your ranking higher, as soon as possible.
Bill was playing his promotion games to go from Diamond 1 tier to Master 5. In the promotion games, there were five matches in total and you needed to win 3 out of 5 of those games to move up. Bill had just lost his final 5th game meaning once again; he was unable to move up from diamond to master.
Bill had just finished cursing out loud and decided to sit in his chair to calm down a bit. That was when he saw Novis come into his room.
"Oh, hey bro, need help with anything?" Bill asked.
Looking at his brother getting all excited and ask so many questions about the game, always cheered Bill up. It reminded him why he fell in love with the game in the first place.
Novis then went into his black bag and threw the bamboo sword over to Bill. Bill caught the bamboo sword easily. Bill had always had good reflexes and was quite decent at sports at his school. Many clubs offered him to join but of course, Bill turned them all down.
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"Why you give me this crummy old thing?"
"Do you notice anything on it? Like a marking or something?" Novis said as he looked over his shoulder at George and Arthur who were also watching intently.
"Other than the fact it's old, although this marking on the bottom of the dragon looks kinda cool," Bill said as he threw the bamboo sword back to Novis.
"It looks like my theory was correct," George said with a smug look on his face.
Just to make sure Novis also brought out the longsword and walked over to Bill in his chair.
"Whoah, did you take that from grandpas"
"Yeah, he let me have it as a gift for clearing out his dojo, any way you see right here." Novis pointed towards the bottom part of the blade near the hilt. "Don't you think the markings look the same?"
"Yeah what about it? Are you trying to test my eyesight or something?"
"No, no, it's just I got the bamboo sword from a friend and wanted a second opinion whether the markings looked the same, maybe they're related?"
"Can you hear me?" George suddenly said. This time when he said these words, he was projecting his word's outwards rather than inside Novis's mind.
"Huh, Novis did you hear that?"
"It's probably from your headset," Novis answered nervously.
As Bill went to put on the headset, he did indeed here his friends asking him where he was and if he wanted to play another game.
"I'll leave you be, for now, thanks for your help."
Novis quickly left Bill's room with both the weapons and rushed back into his own.
"What the hell did you do that for George!" Novis shouted.
"Well, we needed to be a 100 percent sure."
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"I guess nothing happened."
What Novis was more concerned about was what did this mean? Was his family the only ones that were able to see and receive spirits. If that was true, then Novis would need to do one more test. To see if his father was able to see the markings too. Then that would explain if it truly was a family-related thing.
Unfortunately for him, his father was currently away on a business trip in China and they didn't know when he was due to return but even if his father could see the markings why was his family able to harbour these spirits from another world?
The whole thing was starting to give Novis a headache. He was never good at solving puzzles and clearly, at the moment he didn't have all the pieces either.
For the moment Novis wanted to forget about the whole thing and the best thing for that was to play a few games. Novis then hopped into the relaxing soft capsule and as he did, the capsule appeared with a message.
<What username ID would you like to use?>
<Pendragon>
<ProNovis>
When Novis looked at the two user names there was a slight difference between the two. Next to the username, Pendragon was a little mail sign. The mail sign currently said 99+. This sign currently meant that he had 99+ notifications to do with the ID pendragon.
Novis had been ignoring them for the longest time now because he had been too busy but he had always wanted to get rid of them. Novis was the type of person that wouldn't allow his messages or emails to have a red dot or a number on them. Every message had to be read.
Novis then logged in as Pendragon, not to play with the ID but to clear all the notifications. When Novis went through the friend request's he needed to scroll through all of the names to get down to the bottom to hit decline to all.
Novis would decide to change his settings after clearing his messages to auto decline once he had cleared these names. As Novis was scrolling through all the messages he saw a name that stuck out to him.
<are_you_a_spirit?>
It was a strange username to have and it was almost as if it was a question but not just any question. A question that only Novis would know about. Novis thought that it was most likely a coincidence but maybe there was a chance that someone had seen Arthur and George play and recognised there fighting style.
Another sprit user, who could only think of this method to get in contact with him. It was a shot in the dark but Novis wanted answers more than anything so he decided to select Yes to the friend request. Then quickly declined all the others.
A few seconds later Novis received a private message from the very same user.
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