The Most Satisfied Reincarnate

[Mind Spell canceled]

Instantly Desmond's body returned to normal again.

"Power Boost !, Body Enhancement, Body Enhancement, Body Enhancement" Desmond's veins turning red, and his muscles starting to harden. Desmond immediately moved and disappeared in place.

* swoosh *

* crash *

Right after Desmond disappeared, several elements of nature attacked his place 

* BOOM! *

Electricity, earth, water, and fire attacked Desmond's previous place, causing the guild receptionist table to crumble.

* swoosh *

He ran towards the stairs and reached the guild plank. Desmond then sat on the plank while watching the drama. With his agility equal to swordsman 1 st class in an added power-up, the velocity of desmond nearly matching the cheetah.

 * cough * * cough *

Everyone in the guild coughed from the dust caused by the clash of many elements. The dust gradually disappeared, exposing Katrina, who was being protected by several guild guards.

"Who dares to do this ?!" Katrina's blood-red eyes were looking at the people dressed in black in front of her. This time her clothes were no longer wearing guild clothes but had been replaced by armor.

She also carried a sword and was chanting a spell in his hand.

DUAL Class ?!

Desmond, who sat on the plank, was shocked. Then he saw Katrina easily move between the guild guard. 

"OH, so there are a few rats in this guild." 

Seeing the emblem on the people's robes, Katrina was furious. She did not think that the people she always saw every day and laughed with her turn out to be a traitorl.

One of the black-robed people stood up and looked at Katrina fearlessly.

"Calm down, Ms. Katrina, we only have one target, that kid. A coin for missions, and we get the beer. Aren't all mercenaries the same as that, right friends? " The robed man turned around, intent on getting votes.

But what he got was disgust and cold gazes, staring at him as if they were staring at a demon who was a slave. 

* smash *

Suddenly one of the mercenaries threw a glass of beer at his head. 

"STUF bitch, we're not as humble as you, attacking a child."

The robed man could not believe what he heard; his head was bleeding from the shards of glass.

He then denied, "BITCH aren't you the same as us? Hahaha "After saying that, one of his group tried to chant a spell. 

* thump *

But that person then passed out instantly. There they saw Katrina standing up, carrying the back of her sword, which seemed to be used to knock the person out.

"Get them to jail, guards." 

There was no usual smile on her face when she said that. She then looked at the guild people with a cold gaze.

"You guys, let's be honest here before I acted."

The people in the guild were confused and turned their heads at each other. But as Katrina's gaze swept over them one by one, they felt the hairs on their backs rise.

Katrina used the momentum of her intimidation to look directly into the people's eyes in the guild; it was after she was so sure she didn't find the same person that she felt relieved. 

"There is no more? Good."

She shifted her gaze to the traitor.

"Lock them up in the basement, feed them once a day and keep them alive.

We have to present them to the guild master. "

"Yes, miss." 

All guild guilds knew what Katrina's real strength was when she was angry, so this time when Katrina showed this side, the guards weren't too surprised anymore.

"Very well, Mr. Desmond, this show's over; you can get off the plank. "

"En." 

Seeing Katrina smiling and looking calm while staring at him, he was sure that she had known his position and strength since the attack began.

Upon hearing this, all their attention was focused on Desmond, who was sitting casually watching them from above on the guild plank.

…

After seeing Desmond back in front of her, this time, Katrina smiled beautifully. Her cold eyes that had made people afraid were replaced by beautiful blue eyes.

"We are glad you are okay; we hope you will forgive our negligence, which almost got you killed." Katrina bowed the way Desmond thanked her. 

"That's fine, as long as you know it." After that, Desmond's muscles returned to normal, and also the veins that were visible now have become normal.

This time he only used Power Boost and other swordsman skills for not too long, so the effect was also drastically reduced; he just felt a little weak and the whole part a little sore.

Only when Katrina saw that Desmond was no longer alert did she stand up straight.

"Sorry, I'll get you a new scroll."

As usual, Desmond waited a little while, but this time it wasn't as long as before; he only needed to wait 10 seconds before seeing Katrina again carrying the same scroll.

Expanding the scroll, Katrina went straight to the end of the left side of the scroll.

"Let's start over."

When he looked back, he was still surprised by this change in size. This time he followed her as instructed.

"Please give a drop of your blood here." 

Katrina's hand pointed to a square that looks like a photo frame in the modern world. Next to the box, it also contains information, such as genre, full name, class, skill.

Desmond was then given a small dagger; he scratched his hand a little and dripped his blood.

When his blood touched the scroll, the photo frame changed to his face now and also some information was also visible beside the box.

Name Desmond, Genre: Male, Race: Human, Age: 7 years, Class: -, Skills: Sword.

When Desmond and Katrina saw this, they simultaneously frowned. This was also witnessed by the other guild members, without realizing that they had surrounded the scroll containing Desmond's information.

"A Kid?"

"Yeah, that's a kid."

"Hey kid, what are you doing here? Go drink your mother's milk, haha. "

Those people were initially curious about Desmond's background because he was attacked by so many assassins. 

But when they saw Desmond's status, they laughed and thought maybe Desmond was the son of a rich person.

Desmond's height, posture, and demeanor never occurred to them that Desmond was still a 7-year-old child.

Not good.

Desmond recalled that when he read the scroll of rules, he had seen one of the scrolls that stated that it was at least 15 years old to register to become mercenaries. 

Whereas when Katrina saw this, she was confused. 

She had clearly seen that Desmond had a class 1 st swordsman, with such speed, it couldn't be wrong, nor did she realize that Desmond was still a child.

Meanwhile, the information she gets from Grimm's subordinates is that a mysterious child aged 15 years and over with disabilities only has one arm.

Katrina's brain quickly processed, and she looked back at Desmond, who was also frowning. 

" As you know, kid, we don't accept children here." 

Her calling towards him had also changed.

"Yeah, I know; thank you for busying your time for me, Ms." 

Without waiting for a reply, he leaves immediately. He knew that no matter how many excuses he made, it would be impossible for him to become mercenaries.

"You're welcome; when you grow up, you can come here," Katrina said, waving Desmond.