TRANSMIGRATED AS A GHOST

Having suddenly been offer a unique skill orb each, both Marcus and Mrazivy were left astonished.

They knew that the guild wanted them closer involved with their organization, but not to that degree.

Even for as powerful and expansive as the adventurers guild is, it certainly could not hand out unique skills like they were candy.

‘I know that we are both strong especially for our levels, but to offer us unique skill orbs.’ Marcus thought in bewilderment.

For a few moments the two of them just sat there baffled by the grand master’s proposition.

Both of them wanted to contact the other with telepathy, but any conversation they might have would be intercepted by Xivira.

‘I suppose I will just let Mraz answer and go along with whatever she wants.’ Marcus thought._.

He was on the fence about what to do here since they had already collectively decided to turn the guild down, but they had not expected such appealing bait to be dangled in front of them.

After thinking about it for three minutes Mrazivy eventually looked towards Marcus, hoping for some input, and he simply nodded his head at her.

He wanted her to know he would go along with whatever it was that she chose to do.

Eventually she took a deep breath and steeled her resolve to respond.

“Very well, there is no way we can pass up on such favorable terms. However, I would like for our promotion to be postponed until after we are wed. Is that acceptable?” Mrazivy said.

“Yes, that is fine.” Valerius said with a satisfied grin on his face.

He was quite happy to have gotten their confirmation. There was no doubt they were some of the best talents in the northern reaches of the world that the guild had sorely been lacking.

‘Now I will be able to shut up Karth and Angelica. They have been spouting off about their recent recruits just because they got a few tough youngsters, but these two are a cut above the rest.’ Valerius thought.

“So, is that all you wanted from us?” Marcus eventually asked after they had been sitting there silently for about a minute.

“Yes, the two of you are free to go. I look forward to the day that you both become mithril rank adventures. But for now, congratulations on your engagement.” Valerius said as he dismissed them.

Soon after that Marcus and Mrazivy said their farewells to the guild master and vice guild master of Borealia’s guild and left the room to go about their business.

“Are you sure that was the right move grand master. Even you do not have many unique skill orbs to just hand out. Certainly, they are strong for their levels, but it is not like either of them have even reached level seventy. I think it is too risky to invest in them when we have an even more promising youth that recently fell into out hands.” Xivira said with a disapproving expression.

It was obvious that Valerius had not consulted her before he made the offer of giving out two unique skill orbs and she was feeling a bit peeved about it as his right-hand woman.

“I think that you underestimated the two of them Xivira. The records we have on the both of them are definitely wrong, I can feel it. The girl has some magical item that blocked my appraisal, and Marcus’ stats did not seem right for how strong he felt. I am certain that they are far stronger than what we truly know.” Valerius said.

“Well, your instincts are rarely wrong, but I honestly could not tell since their levels are so much lower than mine.” Petrus said with a shrug.

Xivira seeing that her point was not going to get across slumped back in her chair and sighed, before moving on to their next topic

“Who is coming in next? You said we had a surprise visitor coming in who we would need to be more respectful of.”

Changing his posture and putting on a grave expression, the aura around Valerius changed in an instant.

Everyone else in the room picked up on this in an instant, and they themselves sat up straighter as they felt the tension in the air.

“We are going to be meeting with the man who delivered the final blow against the doomsday monster and the only one in this kingdom I can say without a shadow of a doubt is stronger than me. I am sure that all of you have heard of Boreas. He is going to come in person to speak with us about something he said would rock the foundations of this world.”

“Wait Boreas is alive! I thought that he had gone missing over ninety years ago!” The guild master said as he stood up abruptly.

Naturally as the leading figure for the guild in the kingdom of Borealia he had heard of Boreas, but the man had not been seen or heard from at all for many decades, and the guild had presumed him to have died.

“If you knew someone like that was coming, why did you not tell us earlier so that we could prepare?” Xivira said in a fluster.

“This is exactly why. If you had known, all of you would have been to fixated on Boreas to complete our other inquiries to the best of your abilities. And I know you like to prepare information beforehand to have the upper hand, but that would not work against this man. All we can do this time is sit back and listen.” Valerius said with a stern look on his face.

He had met Boreas before a long time ago and knew how strong and crafty the man could be and was certain that none of them were a match for him in any regard.

The tension in the room was practically palpable in the air as they waited for Boreas to arrive, until it was suddenly broken when a gate made of mist appeared in the room.

“Did someone die? You all look horrible.” Boreas said in jest.

He then sat down across form the higher ups in the guild who felt that their roles had been reversed from any of the other meetings they had in the last few days.

“It is good to see that you are alive, Boreas. Everyone thought that you had died since you had not surfaced anywhere in nearly the last century.” Valerius said.

“Ah I was preoccupied in a separate space where no one else could reach, and I did come close to dying a few times, but I managed to wriggle my way out. But enough about me, we have more important matters to discuss.”

Boreas’ playful demeanor disappeared in an instant as he sat forward with a deadly serious look in his eyes.

Everyone else in the room felt like they were hanging on by a thread as the atmosphere in the room became even heavier, and the guild master and Astrid who were the weakest ones in attendance began to sweat profusely.

“After the battle with the doomsday monster I received a message from the administrator. They congratulated me on my victory and told me that the next time a monster at that level would not take another four hundred years to arrive, and that they planned to shake up the world. A storm is coming, and we need to prepare for whatever the god of this world has in store for us.”