Days went by as I eventually found myself sitting calmly in a private waiting room.Just outside the room I heard the voices of thousands of children & their parents roaming around iement (or worry) about the test. Sure enough, I ted into the thing with little to no problems at all on Thompsons side, due to my status I was able to eve my own private room even if I was teically a rookie. I had only ever taken part in a single “petition” that was more akin to a fun for rich people from Germany to i with one another in addition to showing off their kids.Although I wish I could say it was thanks to my impressive performance - leading to the hosts believing I would be a sure-in for the semi-finals for the nationals at least - there art of me that doubted it. At most I was a nice booster to the ratings to have me. In actuality they were probably just partly worried about what would happen to them if ao Porshi was to be disgraced or endangered on their watch.Best way to solve that while getting what they want would be to hide me away until they needed me.Something that was supported as I watched the tv ihe fairly average looking room; sitting at the table while resting uporangely sticky sofa. On that murky cheap television was an interview that was currently going on with the batch of kids who were st year's podium. Holy the best thing about this situation was that the television made me quite nostalgiy previous life - I hadn’t even seen a holovision until after the gate outbreak i.“So you all mao get to the junior nationals st year yet it was only the silver medalist who mao actually get into the iionals where the result was quite disappointing to see.” Despite talking to three kids, all uhe age of 12, the interviewer didn’t hold back. “Is there anything that you think will ge this year?” All three of them were on the older end of the junior category while I was the you; two of them being boys with the st being a girl. Obviously I had watched their performance during the nationals & then iionals for the average looking girl. Nothing to worry about. It was the prior winner of this local event that spoke up despite seemingly only getting through due to sheer luck that the runner up was in bad dition. “Well it was unfortuhat I didn’t get to the nationals st time due to getting si the day however I'm sure it won’t be the same this time.” The other two looked at him as if they were looking at a dumbass but the interviewer mao keep that same ral smile on his face.Moving onto a topic all the media was actually here for.Me.“I see, well, this year there will be the future head of Furstin as well as little miss of Porshi entering with the hopes of showing off like in a certain trending video. Do you-” “Pfff~ are you holy so stupid that you think anything in that video was actually real and eve wasn’t as if anything that little girl did was that impressive as I could do it with my eyes closed.” Before the interviewer could finish his question he was cut off by the prior champion, who crossed his arms with a mog leer across his face.He wasn’t the only one as the other boy also giggled while that girl, the only one worth anything even if she wasn’t very aplished, had a look of disgust as she spoke up as well. “Her fire rate wasn’t even that good plus I’ve never seen that revolver before so it probably had way too much velocity meaning it likely wasn’t even a tour legal on.”“I suppose everyone is entitled to their own opinion even if it’s a btantly incorree - they were not firing too quickly themselves - from what I saw iernationals.” I said yet puffed up my cheeks in a pout as to keep my appearance as a bubbly bright girl; only ive due to being bullied by people ractically double her age.*cck*It was just then that Thompson pced a tea cup (as well as its saucer) down in front of me while gring at that old monitor, looking as if it would belong 200 years ago, with a scowl. “Do not listen to their nonsensical drivel, my little young dy strawberry. All of them are pletely talking out of their over infted egos and I have no doubt you will prove that to everyone very soon!”Harrumphing as he reached over to his holocle; giving the metal base a soft tap which resulted in the s promptly turning off. “It’s fine uncle - I know that they’re just the same as Vagen - nothing but underachievers who are happy with putting out mediocre products while swindling people into thinking they’re the best!” So I fidently excimed while pung my chest with quite a bit of forot that that force amouo much - I may not have even had lungs to punch the air out of. Still, I did at least pretend, ag as if I knocked all the air from my chest.Uncle just chuckled in response while shaking his head gently with a smile on his face; in trast I turned around in mock embarrassment as I held my cup up to my lips to take a sip. He pretended not to notice my embarrassment, like the gentleman he was, as he instead tio expin the schedule. “It seems that you’ll be the very first oo be up for shooting - they say it is because they know how important your time is…”More likely, they just want to get me out of the way then show off what a ‘real’ practised junior marksman is expected to do. Maybe they’ll sweep me uhe rug with the most impressive going straight afterwards to push in just how amazing they are in hopes of stealing my popurity. Doubt they’ve bothered imagining how badly I turn their little tri all of them.I’ll make sure they are all quite embarrassed.Thompson tinued expressing how amazing I was, something I already knew, so I tuned him out as I think it would be better to instead cheuch my raining regime was w. Big B - if you wouldn’t mind - please show me my status?
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Name: Armor-Cordis Mantis/PorshiAge: 5Race: Dark Matter Spirit.{Mythical} ([REDACTED].{N/A} + [REDACTED].{N/A})God/Pantheon: N/AElement: Dark Matter.{-}Level: 3 (12k21.5kxp)Status: Healthy Iory: 0/500
Css: Baby Gunslinger Lvl 8.{Baby} (1,2k2.8kxp)Job 1: N/A Job 2: N/AJob 3: N/A
Equipment -[Baby’s Erste Schusswaffe].{Expert} (Unequipped): on Type: Revolver Damage: 2 Projectile Speed: 120 Skill: [Baby Growth].{Expert} (When equipped the pyer gains a bonus of xp 1.5) Bio: Even a prinzessin’s trash is a magd’s treasure,
Health Points: ERROR 404Spirit Points: 110110
<< Average For Adult Human Is 5 With 7 For Some Athletes >>
Vit: 1Str: 1Def: 1Dex: 10 +8Agi: 3Int: 10
Remaining Attribute Points: 030
Talent -[Ameliorating Gun (Talent)].{Legendary}: Experience gained for Level & reted Skills based on practice with Firearm type ons -[Dark Matter Body (Physique)].{Mythical}: Mana Points along with Health Points verted into superior Spirit Points with the usual 10 modifier to both Vit & Int while body is made from [Dark Matter] Element although also makes physical exercise useless sihere is no muscle. -[[REDACTED] ([REDACTED])].{N/A}: [REDACTED]
Passive -[Range Finder Lvl 7 (2.7k12.7kxp)].{on}: Pyer gains information relevant ted on usage
Active -[Grasp Soul (0350xp)].{Special}: Allows the pyer to directly i with the soul. -[[REDACTED] (0[REDACTED]xp)].{N/A}: [REDACTED]
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May not seem too impressive of an improvement, a little over 2k experience, yet that was a little over a week since I st checked so it would most definitely show given time. Would be eveer if I could multiply that amount by introdug more revolvers to practise with, however my body wouldn’t be resilient enough to use a normal one. As such I only give R&D time while hoping they don’t prove to be a waste of my money.An iing thing to note is that I have nress at all with levelling up [Grasp Soul] as well as it being an S-rank skill; a powerful skill. I should be able to rely on if I use it offensive or defensively. It was hardly shog that I wasn’t able to actually grind using it. Not every day that a young heiress runs into creatures that she just py around with the soul of - ’t exactly use it no matter how much a certain stist annoys me with his limitless energy.The redacted stuff is still redacted (quite perplexing) despite my thoughts that [Grasp Soul] may have been the hidden active skill. At the very least, it makes the preseny new guidance sellor all the more intriguing. I wonder exactly who that bespeckled person really is. From what I heard and seen, they were likely some kind of spirit yet, they weren’t ohat I had learned about through perusing HERO’s researents. Those mostly focused on a group known as the {Birds of Prey} who worked directly for {The Abyss}… Whatever that meant I had no clues.Meanwhile my curreerity was well beyond the realm of humanity; thinking about that made it quite hirious knowing that there were actually a bunch of little humans thinki even a challehere was also steady progress with my overall level - no doubt I could expect to level up again ihan two months if I keep this up.The extra firearms should al-“Would miss Porshi please e into the firing rao begin her o.” A feminine voice exploded into the room from an old crackly tannoy that really seemed to have seen far better days. This was likely due to this room just being a spare rather than the sport not earning enough moo facilitate repairs; shooting was very popur. Regardless, that tannoy probably came from the 21st tury…It holy annoyed me greatly that I was being treated like this despite being a member of the main family of Porshi - they didn’t even have a holovision installed. Perhaps I should subtly hint at this treatment to mother and daddy. Even if I couldn’t break character by punishing the anisers myself… There were ways around that. That didn’t matter as, for now, it was time to show off.Standing up I decided to walk out the door - of course it was Thompson who opehe door for me with a pair of four bodyguards in body armour already outside - into a wave of fshing lights. The stant sound of camera shutters indicated that, even without them giving me an interview of my own, I was still more popur than the region's supposed shining stars. Did not take a genius to figure out that robably the reason why they kept me out of sight; hoping to use my own popurity to boost theirs.A wave of questions exploded out with the prevalent ones being “what are your thoughts on st year's podium winners”, “is it true that you are the President of a Furstin branch” and “why did you not have your own interview”.To all the excitement I just waved - making sure they got a good picture of me - before I politely spoke up with a bright i smile. “Daddy has let me take some of the reins in Furtsin. As for the rest… Well, my mother told me not to say anything bad about people especially if it causes them damages as they could try to get money from me. So I will refrain from enting.”ging my smile to a slightly saddened expression. Which would no doubt explode into all the punishment that I could want; the i really was a wonderful thing.“Excuse me, but they wanted me to do my attempt first, so I o go get my gued.” Like the red seas parting I was allowed to pass.Now… Time for some fun.
