Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

Chapter 70: Who are you?

He's that talented? That's absurd! He's only a porter! What a waste of experience. The Genesis God could have given all of that experience to someone who would actually use it to kill Canzer. Now, it'll just be stuck to a guy who was only good as a baggage carrier!

But somehow, it looked like he was the only one who thought that. All of the other people here praised and lauded Atlan as if he was equal only to Yasmine with her S class DPS talent. He shouldn't even be discussed with the likes of her!

"Hmph. I would have advanced that fast too if I was given that same mission! So what if they had to fight multiple Destruction Canzers? So what if they had to fight a Sapient Canzer? I'm sure that I would have been able to kill all of them with my skill!"

No matter how much he tried to shout towards the crowd, they only had eyes for Atlan. They didn't even notice him anymore.

He couldn't believe this! He was the one who invited everyone and let them into his family's Pocket Remedium, and now they were ignoring him for some porter. They should have all been giving their thanks to him instead of embellishing Atlan's overhyped achievements.

The Young Master consoled himself by reminding himself that no matter how much Atlan was praised, he would never be able to get a 2nd-degree Masamune Original like him. The Young Master was only able to get his short sword because his family had a long line of Saviors that contributed greatly to the safety of the entire City.

Atlan didn't have that. And from what he heard from everyone, Atlan was only a poor kid from the Unclaimed Lands.

"Wait, aren't you a porter? Why do you have a slingshot in your belt?"

A few of the people who were near Atlan noticed the wooden slingshot in his toolbelt. As far as they knew, porters only needed armor for missions because they didn't have the fighting capacity that most Saviors had.

"It's for self-defense," Atlan explained.

Everyone accepted his reason. "Makes sense. I would want a way to protect myself too, in case those Quills messed up their Canzer Report again."

They would have dropped the subject there, but a few sharp-eyed people noticed that the quality of the slingshot exceeded that of what they expected.

It was made out of dark wood, and polished to have no holes or imperfections. And the bands on the top looked like it was even imported from overseas.

But most of all, they all noticed the 'hammer' symbol on the handle of the slingshot.

"No…is that…is that an…an INDIRECT MASAMUNE ORIGINAL?!"

Atlan scratched his head. "Yeah, I guess."

Once someone noticed, everyone went into an uproar. They had never even seen an Indirect Masamune Original before. But somehow, Atlan was able to have a custom-made treasure just hanging on his toolbelt as if it were a normal thing.

"No way!"

"How did you get that?!"

"There's no mistaking it. That emblem cannot be faked. It's a real Indirect Masamune Original!"

Even the Young Master couldn't help but want to take a look at this weapon. He refused to believe it. His father wasn't able to get an Indirect Masamune Original even after 500 years of service in the City! And now, he was being led to believe that a nobody porter who came in from the Unclaimed Lands somehow got it after just a week! That was absurd!

"Who would give this to you?"

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Atlan didn't expect everyone to be surprised that he got an Indirect Masamune Original. He thought it was just a normal piece of equipment made from a normal blacksmith.

But judging from their reaction, it seemed that he was underestimating Custodire and her skills.

"I don't know if you guys know her, but her name is Custodire."

"CUSTODIRE? No way! She's one of the premier blacksmiths in the Specialist Realm! How did you get a powerful Savior like that to create a Student level weapon? And a slingshot at that?!"

Atlan didn't know what to answer. Although she was in the Specialist Realm, he didn't think that Custodire was anything special compared to the other blacksmiths. But now, it seemed that she was more revered and respected than he thought.

It made him think. If Lizzie was able to introduce him to someone as famous as Custodire, then he might have been underestimating her as well.

Come to think of it, I don't know what realm Lizzie is in…is she even more powerful than I thought?

He decided to ask Lizzie later.

Meanwhile, the Young Master finally jostled his way through the crowd and was able to face Atlan. He looked at the guy and saw that Atlan was much taller and well-built than he looked from afar. It made him intimidated. But he shook his head and cursed at Atlan.

How dare this porter steal my spotlight! This is supposed to be my night, and yet he suddenly comes out of nowhere and hogs everyone's attention. Doesn't he know who I am? Practically everyone here knows who my family is! We own an entire street!

And just as he was about to speak up, Atlan spoke up first.

"I'm sorry, who are you again?"

The Young Master was tongue-tied. He didn't think that Atlan would target his greatest insecurity. It felt like his psyche shattered into a million pieces. The Young Master heard everyone laughing and jeering at him, making fun of the fact that all of his achievements and accomplishments were nothing more than a side-effect of his family's prestige.

He looked around and saw everybody's eyes on him. This was what he wanted in the first place, but now, he hated it to the core. It felt like everyone was looking at him while he was naked.

"Kugh!"

Unable to take the embarrassment, the Young Master quickly left the crowd and bolted.

Meanwhile, Atlan stood there not knowing what happened. He wasn't trying to embarrass the guy, he just really didn't know his name.