Creation System: Reborn As A Fantasy Worldsmith



"It's a wire! A metal one." He said, as Alten quickly dashed over with his ostrich to where Lyrian was. Getting next to the wire, he placed his finger on it, "This is much darker than normal metal... it must be platinum!" He exclaimed, in surprise and awe.

As soon as his finger lay on the barely visible metal wire, a miniature slit opened on the tip of it, and a drop of blood fell almost immediately. As this happened he was taken aback in shock, "Thank god you saw this... Lyrian. It's stupidly sharp, and it's even made of platinum. If we ran straight through, we would have undoubtedly been sliced right in half." Alten heaved a sigh of relief.

"The sun," Lyrain looked up, "I saw it glimmering in the distance because the bright sun was beaming down on it since it was noon. If it hadn't been for that, we would have been screwed."

Leon stopped forward with his ostrich, looking around quickly with his head, "Who the hell would set such a trap up in the first place."

At that moment a sudden voice rang from out of nowhere, "Now! Get 'em!"

Lyrian saw a few bushes move in front of the wire as he heard this voice. Right afterward, multiple arrows shot from behind them and from the left of them. Lyrian's eyes quickly tracked exactly which bushes the arrows came from as he gripped the hilt of his sword to deflect the arrows, but before he could do so, Alten's arrows had already thrown off all of them.

"What?! They are pros, get out!" The same voice said as Lyrian saw the first bush that moved when that voice first spoke move again.

"Oi!" He jumped off, grabbing one of the arrows on the floor before hurling it toward the bush, "Where do you think you're going?"

The arrow flew through the air before suddenly piercing into something in the bushes, "Aahc!!" A voice exclaimed in pain as a kid suddenly stood up from the bushes and began trying to run away, an arrow stuck in his back.

"Pfft! Ahaha!" Lyrian suddenly laughed. Seeing this, Alten also smiled, followed by Leon.

"Why the hell are you laughing!?" The boy said, turning around before falling onto his rear and facing Lyrian who ducked under the wire and walked towards the boy as he picked up some of the other arrows nearby.

"Why? I'm laughing at your luck man! Out of everyone who you could have tried to trap, you ran into us. Maybe it would be laughable if you weren't so weak, but you are." Lyrian joked.

The boy was taken aback, comply speechless, and shocked. "Wh- what? What are you saying?" He said, worried and almost sad in his tone as he tried to back away even while on the floor.

After picking up three arrows, Lyrian spoke, "Better luck next time in the exams. I can't just let you go after doing something like this." He threw one arrow directly at the boy, nearly piercing through his skull and he was immediately eliminated.

The other two arrows were thrown toward the bushes where they came from, one from the left and one behind them. Both arrows traveled in quickly but were stopped by something in the bushes that made them twang off.

"Oh? A few with more skill?" Lyrian said as he saw this.

Two stood up from the bushes before quickly running over to their friends eliminated remains.

Seeing this, Lyrain felt kind of bad. However, he also took into consideration that they tried to use simple wire to take out opponents stronger. It wasn't a horrible survival tactic, but... then again, it was, since it was targeting him. That made them his enemy.

One of them was a girl, the other a boy. The girl wore a green robe-like skirt with a wand in her hand while the boy wore a leather suit of armor and an opened iron helmet on top.

After arriving at the eliminated boy, the girl stopped and turned to face Lyrian before stomping her feet down on the ground, "You! You bastard! How dare you do this!?" He screamed at him, her expression enraged.

As Lyrain heard this, he initially thought to himself, 'Glis?', but re-engaged himself in the current situation, "Did I take out your leader? He was calling out the shots after all... too bad, you should have picked another opponent." He nonchalantly said.

"Leader!? That loser was our core-carrying boy! He wasn't giving out orders, he was speaking so our location wasn't given out. He probably thought he was our friend when he was still here tho..." She scoffed at the thought of that.

Hearing this, Lyrian's slight smirk was gone. He now not only did not have any respect for this screaming bitch in front of him, but he disliked her presence, unlike before when he didn't care.

Lyrian quickly retorted, "If he was your core-carrying boy, don't worry about that anymore. We will take all those cores anyways." Alten and Leon couldn't help but find Lyrian amusing as he said this, them both chuckling a little after hearing him speak.

The boy was getting the cores from the floor when he heard Lyrian, "Hey... what did you just say to my lovely girlfriend?" He said, turning his head and giving Lyrian an angry and serious glare.

This prompted everyone to change their attention to him, even the girl, "What the hell did you say? I am not you're girlfriend. That's disgusting even to think about!"

Hearing this, the boy kept the same serious expression, except his left eye was twitching slightly.

"...Pffft! Ahahaha!" Lyrian and the other two behind him suddenly broke out into a ball of laughter.

Leon covered his face and failed to withhold his laughter, as Alten was rolling around on the floor, laughing his ass off as tears nearly came from his eyes, "What a guy! He would sell out comedy shows!"