Grandmaster Of All Job Class

Perspiring still, he left the combat testing area to change clothes. They entered the hall and many were staring at them. Walking past by some of the adventurers who were curious at the one who Isaias was with. Joan can only shake his head in the process. They haven't thought how troublesome being a company of a prophet.

Still, Joan walked confidently. He was not intimidated by their stares in the slightest. They thought that he was the luckiest person alive. He can only grin at them not knowing what happened to him in these past days. All he could do was cover his eyes and shakes his head on the process.

"Is that who Isaias accompanied to have the adventurer test? Wow, I envy him. I am sure he is just a pussy cat hiding behind a lion. How come Isaias fancied him? That made me wonder why a ragged-dressed country bumpkin was being bathed with his grace.." Someone said on his back.

"Maybe he was just trash," They chuckled.

Joan turned around then stared at him. It was a young adventurer who doesn't know him at all. Someone who doesn't know his place.

"Who are you calling trash?" Joan whispered at him while holding his neck. Ready to snap it or maybe twist it anytime he will make unpleasant reactions towards him.

"Hiieeeekkkk!!!" He almost peed on his pants after Joan disappeared and appeared right on his back.

"Hahaha! That is just a joke, but be careful next time you make fun of me," Joan said then lets go of his hold on his neck.

Just as he let go, the one he holds then grabbed his sword and draws it to him.

"Oh, hohoho! Be careful young one, you don't want to anger this fella. He is a frightening enemy if I must say," Isaias said to the adventurer.

"I am so sorry, Prophet Isaias. We ask your forgiveness." He said then bowed.

Joan then turned around and went to the door.

"See? He is asking your forgiveness, Isaias. Not to me whom he offended instead." Joan said to him.

"This bastard! Who are you to begin with? Who are you to be asked with my forgiveness? Bottom feeders have to act like bottom feeders. You social climber!" He shouted.

The other adventurers who were watching on the sidelines nodded in agreement. Joan was left with a blank stare. He can only sigh after their remarks.

"Just let it be Isaias, I am too tired to argue with that guy," Joan said to him.

Isaias was then angered by their remarks.

"As I have said and I will say it again, you don't want to be enemies with that guy. Even I can say that you will be left trembling if you make that guy your enemy. I have seen it with my own eyes so reflect on that!" Isaias shouted. Then he stomped his staff on the floor.

The hall was silent and all the adventurers heard it. They respected Isaias so they all listened but it was not the same with Joan. Even when Isaias said it to them himself.

Joan arrived at the carriage and then changed clothes. It was a villager's clothes of white shirt and brown shorts. He buttoned the collar on his neck and then went on his way.

Isaias then approached him while his staff was being stabbed in the ground.

"I am so sorry Joan, I can't let them imagine your greatness. I can't give you a proper attire worthy of being a hero. At least your looks look intimidating," Isaias said to him.

"I can have the fanciest armour with my conjuration skill so it is okay. Still, I wanted to at least have a peaceful life. It was partly your fault though, your presence is enough to break my silence," Joan said then chuckled a little.

"Haha, I am sorry for that. Let us wait for your result then," Isaias said to him.

"Yeah let us go," Joan then went to grab his hunter robes. Making him look adventurer-like.

"Cool," Isaias said to him.

Joan led the way this time. Walking while his hoods were on so he has a lower presence this time. Isaias was left on the door as Joan walks faster than him. This time, he arrived at the registration desk without Isaias. Also without a stare was seen nor disturbed from before.

This means that Isaias was the source of his problems. Making him stare at him as he approaches. As Joan saw him approach, he motioned to stop from where he stands. Without uttering a word as he pantomimes the said action.

Isaias stopped and then went to sit at the nearest bench. The one whom he sits beside greeted him with a loud voice.

"It is an honour to sit beside you, great sir!" Bowing then sit stiffly next to him.

Joan then smirked at him. Looking back to the registration desk, he asked for his results to be verified.

"Joan Emsworth? Your results are being calculated right now and you see, we have a problem. The result on the combat test didn't match the stat test. We are currently evaluating it right now. You should be waiting there on one of our benches." She said to him.

Joan then went to sit at the bench adjacent to the bench where Isaias was. It was a silent life for Joan. No one bothered him and on his back, Isaias was being greeted left and right by boys and girls alike. Man or woman adventurers were flocking at him.

Joan then concluded that he was a famous one. Pretty disadvantageous on Joan's lifestyle or silent life.

He also has that same position as him but was gifted life of peace after transmigrating. He can only be jealous of himself as he didn't experience it sooner. Not that he wanted to die immediately though but his position was a little bit of a hassle. He was called the Child Of Hope in this world. A bringer of light to the darkness.