Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith

Chapter 347 Grand Surprise

"Nice." He said with a satisfied smirk, turning around as he picked the black cloth back up.

He looked around the room one last time as he spoke in a low voice, "Looks like its abilities are pretty good, but there are definitely other stuff in here that rival it."

His eyes darted across several different artifacts, weapons, and other trinkets.

'Still, none better than this.' He mused as he threw the cloak onto his body.

It morphed to cover his body again, and he was covered head to toe in a hooded black cloak.

He took off the hood for now and began making his way out of the room.

As he began to walk out of the passage back into the center room, everyone saw that he was empty-handed.

He only carried one item. This was very disappointing to those who had wished to get something.

But, they also saw what Lyrian was wearing.

Although it looked pathetic, what he was wearing had to be the Scar Cloak.

Although some students wanted Lyrian to walk out with a handful of items, every student wanted him to at least walk out with the cloak.

The cloak was their ticket to passing this exam once and for all.

Lyrian stepped out of the passage, and the golden aura left his body.

It melted back into the ground, and all the golden aura in the entire dungeon disappeared at once.

'The golden aura left... that probably means we can't redo this ever again. After one item is taken, it seems that it is for this graveyard.'

Lyrian mused as everyone looked at him with awe.

'Unless, of course, someone strong enough comes here and loots this graveyard completely.'

He turned back around and faced the treasure room with a look of seriousness, with furrowed brows.

'If all of this falls into the wrong hands, that can't be good for the three kingdoms. There is stuff in there that Orion likely collected during his entire lifetime.'

"Lyrian! Did you get it? The Scar Cloak!" Alten jumped in front of Lyrian as he loudly spoke.

"Yeah. We can head out now, this exam is passed for everyone here." Lyrian replied, giving everyone a chance to sigh a breath of relief.

Now that he had said it and confirmed it, the reality of them passing felt more real.

It didn't take long before groups began to exit the room. Before they did, however, a kid jumped onto the fighting platform.

It was none other than Geld, who addressed the crowd with enthusiasm, "Everyone, please care to hear my words!"

As he spoke, everyone stopped walking and turned to face him.

"We have come a long way, every single one of us!" He started off by saying this and paused, greeting everyone with a smile.

"In the future, I hope you all good luck, and wish we can remain companions through the hardship of our collective journey of this exam and more!"

With this, emotions began to swell up for some, who had worked hard to get here.

The expectations of their loved ones, and the goals they had set for themselves; it felt like it all melded together here in this moment.

Lyrian and the others faced Geld with a smile on their faces as he spoke.

"If you do not know me, my name is Geld Worth! As you probably know, my family is the head of the Golden Worth Fortune Association. In the future, I hope that whenever you all become great, we can help each other in our aspirations and that we can keep in contact further, until the end of this deployment and more!"

Geld finished his speech, and many got excited to hear this.

"Sure! It would be an honor to work with the great Golden Worth business!"

"Really? That would be amazing!"

People exclaimed since this wasn't some small deal.

Even nobles respected the Golden Worth Fortune Association since it was one of the biggest merchant businesses in all three kingdoms.

Geld hopped back off of the stage and rejoined his group, as Alten and Jackson congratulated him.

Even Lyrian exclaimed, "Not bad Geld, not bad." While smirking.

After this speech, everyone slowly exited the graveyard and returned to the starting point.

The injured were picked up and taken. The happy rejoiced, and the angry stopped their rage for this moment of relief.

They grouped up in the beginning room as the examiners reacted in joy.

"Well, that was an easy job. I thought being an examiner was hard or something." Rerth smugly spoke.

Old examiners who had been doing this job for decades looked at Rerth with annoying expressions.

Julius couldn't help but reply, "Well, why do you think we chose you for this specific exam?" He teased.

Now, Rerth was the one with the annoyed expression, "Alright you bastard... whatever!"

At that moment Granweid exclaimed, "Aren't we going to pull them out now?"

"No... let them wait." Julius replied, "They should bathe at that moment a little longer before they truly celebrate."

After a few minutes, the students noticed a blue circle form on the ground.

It was the same transportation circle as the one in the teleportation station in the academy.

They stood up from where they were, preparing themselves to teleport.

In a measly millisecond, their surroundings changed once again.

However, it wasn't even close to what they were expecting.

Instead of teleporting back to the teleportation room, as was normal, they found themselves looking around clueless.

They seemed to be in a giant coliseum or arena of sorts.

Beneath them was white smooth stone, and around them were seated thousands of people in the seat stands.

They cheered in celebration as the examinees appeared.

These people were fathers and mothers, aunts and uncles. They were friends and some foes. 

They were siblings and cousins, grandparents, and great-grandparents.

Companions, nobles, acquaintances, and peers.

Many had gathered there today to celebrate the conquest and victory of their loved ones.

Sitting at the top booths surrounding the stadium were high nobles and non-imperial royals.

Non-imperial royals were those who had close connections to true royalty but were the second head or cousins in relation.

Finally, in the biggest booth right in the middle, existed three large thrones overlooking the colleseium.

"The kings?" Lyrian mused as he saw this, excitement swelling up within him.