Reincarnation Of A Swordsman: The Omni Mage

It was an average Wednesday in the academy, but the Mission Hall was bustling with many students, particularly the first years.

The week was marked as their mission week and with great majority of them opting to take the offer that would allow them to adventure, it only made sense that they were lots of students there.

Some had their eyes fixed on the mission boards, analyzing which mission to undertake, while many, even from other years emerged next to the various portals located in the hall, having completed their missions or aborted it in the worst scenario.

Among those that had left the portal, they all shared something in common. After visiting one of the mission submission offices and giving a report of their mission, they all headed to the contribution hall with excited smiles, ready to see what their newly acquired points were capable of.

Kyle also had a smile on his face as he stood before the structure opposite the Mission Hall. Like the latter, it was made entirely of glass but was notably smaller in size.

He walked in through the wide open doors along with some other students. What greeted him as he entered was a wide, expansive room with a long counter at the extreme end.

On the counter, there were four spaced out academy staffs that handled a quarter each and students of almost equal numbers lined behind each of the counter.

'I wonder if there're specific people for each line,' Kyle thought before deciding to go behind a random line, as it looked what the others were doing. He had considered asking another student for help but refrained on doing so after noticing the stares and whispers that were being directed at him.

"Wow, it's that a dragon?"

"Dragons are extinct so it can't be. But it is a creature of draconic descent though!"

"Those are very rare. How is he allowed to walk around with one?"

"Who cares about that... Isn't the dragon too cute!"

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These were ongoing murmurs that circulated around Kyle and he had to admit that he felt uncomfortable. 'Why didn't I just leave him on the pet space?' Kyle asked himself, despite knowing why he had done so.

He couldn't explain how he had a space pouch for beasts, so it would be better he played safe and walked around with Void. Who knew whether that man was observing him or something?

Kyle stood in line with Void—who was unusually quiet—for a couple of minutes before it finally got to his turn.

The man standing behind the counter greeted Kyle with a polite nod. He appeared to be in his mid-thirties, with short, well-groomed hair. Despite the sharpness of his appearance, his demeanor was approachable, as expected of a staff.

The counter itself was made of polished silver metal that glowed brightly under the room's bright lights.

Embedded in its surface was a glowing interface that had various icons and scrolling text that Kyle couldn't decipher at a glance.

"Welcome to the Contribution Hall. What can I help you with today?" the man said with a calm voice, though his gaze fell on Void for a second before returning to Kyle.

"I just completed a mission and was told I'd been awarded contribution points," Kyle went straight to the point. "I'd like to know. What can I get with them?"

The man gave a small smile, as if expecting the question. The contribution system was relatively new and he had been getting questions on it from almost everyone student he had attended to.

"With contribution points, you can acquire virtually anything the Academy has to offer," the man began say. "The points are a flexible currency designed to reward effort and excellence. They allow you to customize your rewards based on your individual needs or goals."

Kyle found it hard to believe what the man said. "Anything?"

The man smiled knowingly. "Yes, anything—within reason, of course, and provided the Academy can provide it."

Kyle's mind immediately started imagining all the possibilities. He was very amazed when the man mentioned that. He began thinking of what he could use the his points for.

"Credits, techniques, spells, magic equipments, weapons, tools, lessons, knowledge, beasts and many more," the man continued. You can practically get anything you want sorted out with some points.

"You weren't exaggerating when you said anything." Kyle muttered almost half to himself.

Kyle nodded and his mind began racingwith numerous possibilities but at the end he couldn't think of what he really wanted. There were many things he could do but it all depended on the value of the points.

"How many credits can be gotten with 1 contribution points?"

"You can get 10 credits per contribution point, the man explained, but he decided to add a tip to Kyle. 'That exchange value doesn't reflect the worth of the points though and it would be unwise to use your contribution on credits.'

Kyle nodded his head at the man's words. He never planned on trading for credits, that would just downright stupid, especially when he had a source of credits.

"What's the price of an intermediate weapon?" Kyle decided to ask after some thought. The Frozen Claw was of that grade and it had already proven to be very effective, he wanted to push his luck and see if he could get something of that caliber.

"Great choice!" the man remarked, before pointing at the interface on the counter. "Input whatever you want there and you'll be informed of its cost and availability."

Kyle nodded and stared at the interface on the counter. He placed his finger on the screen and typed vIntermediate weapons'. The panel that was formerly displayed changed immediately he clicked the search button.

[Weapon Type]

The next display showed a list of different weapon types: swords, gaunlets, spears and so on.

Kyle immediately selected swords without much thought.

[Sword Type]

Kyle was grateful that he was allowed to choose the sword type he wanted and he immediately selected his favorite: The Katana.

Various intermediate grade katanas filled the screen before Kyle and on seeing their prices, Kyle almost had his eyes bulge out in shock.

"Two hundred?!"