Adventurer of Many Professions-Chapter 125: Arya’s Magic Affinity!

The Blessing of Courage was a spell that every priest dreamed of obtaining.

Unlike standard buffs, this divine spell was a game-changer in combat.

Release range: 25 meters.

Duration: 5 minutes.

Mana consumption: 180 points.

Effect: Grants enhanced strength and durability, making the recipient comparable to a warrior in both offense and defense.

Area of effect: Up to five targets at once.

For any adventuring team, this was an invaluable asset.

Priests who had only obtained Blessing of Strength or Blessing of Protection would kill for this kind of power, because it combined both effects into one spell.

And now, Lorene had it.

Seeing Raymond standing still, deep in thought, Sylph grinned mischievously.

"What’s wrong, Raymond? Scared?"

She folded her arms, clearly enjoying the moment.

The first time she had heard that Lorene received the Blessing of Courage, she had been just as shocked as he looked now.

But Raymond merely shook his head, exhaling softly.

He wasn’t shocked, he was calculating.

Now that Lorene had this spell, she wasn’t just a healer anymore. In a worst-case scenario, she could even protect herself in battle.

He turned back to her, his expression shifting into a rare smile.

"With this skill, if you ever get surrounded, at least you’ll have some self-defense options."

Lorene beamed. "Yeah!"

She had always felt like a burden in combat, often relying on the team to keep her safe. But now?

Now she could hold her ground.

Sylph’s gaze suddenly flicked toward Arya, then toward the temple doors behind them.

She tilted her head, realization dawning.

"Wait a minute… Raymond, did you two come here because…?"

Raymond nodded. "Yeah. Arya turned fifteen today, so I brought her for her awakening ceremony."

Sylph’s smug grin faded, replaced with a look of concern.

She turned fully toward Arya, glancing at her hands as if searching for something.

Despite her usual teasing attitude, Sylph knew how cruel the odds were. Most people never awakened.

She wanted to be happy for Arya, but…

What if she hadn’t awakened?

What if she had failed?

The thought made her hesitate.

But before she could say anything—

"Well, I successfully awakened!"

Arya’s voice was calm yet proud, and with a small smile, she raised her right hand.

The symbol of an Archer glowed faintly, the mark of her newly obtained profession.

For a second, there was silence.

Then—

"HEY! AN ARCHER?!"

Sylph shouted in shock, eyes widening. "No way! That’s PERFECT!"

Even Lorene, usually quiet, lit up with excitement. "That’s amazing, Arya!"

Raymond couldn’t hold back his smile either. "I didn’t expect it, but it worked out perfectly."

Arya tilted her head. "Wait… were you guys looking for an Archer?"

Raymond rubbed the back of his neck, slightly sheepish.

He hadn’t told Arya before because he didn’t want to put pressure on her.

If she had known their team needed an Archer, she might have worried too much about awakening the "right" class.

And if she had awakened into something else, she would have felt like a disappointment, even though that was never the case.

But in the end…

Fate had worked in their favor.

Before he could explain, Sylph jumped in with a grin.

"You wouldn’t believe it, Arya!"

She dramatically recounted the story, how after Raymond’s dual-profession status was exposed, they had been bombarded with requests from Archers and Hunters wanting to join their team.

And how Raymond, refusing to rush into recruiting, had said he would wait until Arya’s awakening before making a decision.

Hearing this, Arya’s eyes softened as she glanced at Raymond.

He had thought that far ahead for her?

"You really waited for me?" she asked quietly.

Raymond smiled slightly. "Of course."

Sylph, meanwhile, looked pleased with herself.

"And I even said at the time, ’It’d be amazing if Arya awakened as an Archer!’ Looks like my prediction came true!"

She puffed out her chest, proud as if she had somehow contributed to Arya’s success.

Arya laughed, playing along. "It must’ve been your words, Sylph. Thank you for blessing me with luck!"

Lorene giggled. "I don’t think that’s how it works, but sure!"

Just as the excitement settled, Sylph suddenly thought of something.

She turned to Arya, curiosity shining in her eyes.

"By the way, Arya, what’s your magic affinity?"

For the first time since leaving the side hall, Arya stiffened slightly.

Raymond immediately noticed.

Her posture tensed, her fingers clenching slightly at her side.

Sylph, being Sylph, didn’t notice the shift in energy.

But Raymond did.

And that reaction told him everything he needed to know.

Something about Arya’s magic affinity wasn’t normal.

The moment Sylph asked about Arya’s magic affinity, Raymond’s instincts kicked in.

He stole a quick glance at Arya and immediately noticed it.

Something was off.

Her expression wasn’t normal. There was a moment of hesitation, a flicker of uncertainty in her eyes.

Raymond’s mind whirled with possibilities.

So it really is her magic affinity…

Before this, he had already suspected two possible explanations for Arya’s long awakening process:

1. She had an abnormally high magic affinity.

2. She had awakened as a dual-class or even multi-class.

But seeing her reaction now?

He was almost certain, it had to be her magic affinity.

However, Sylph remained oblivious, unaware of the tension building in Arya.

Perhaps feeling awkward for asking, she quickly changed the subject, scratching the back of her head.

"Uh… my magic affinity is 2.6!"

Raymond’s eyebrows lifted slightly.

2.6? That’s impressive.

It was rare for someone to naturally possess such high magic affinity.

However, when he thought about it, it made sense.

Magicians received a natural bonus to their magic affinity upon awakening, their base affinity would be increased by half of its original value.

Raymond himself had started with 0.2, and after awakening as a Magician, it became 0.3.

Using that logic, Sylph’s original magic affinity must have been around 1.7.

For comparison, over 90% of awakened individuals had a magic affinity of just 0.5. Less than 1% reached even 1.0.

So 1.7?

That was already abnormally high.

Still, Raymond wasn’t done processing this information, his gaze shifted toward Lorene.

And that’s when he noticed something.

She looked… nervous.

Raymond tilted his head. "Lorene?"

Under his direct gaze, Lorene fidgeted slightly before finally mumbling a response.

"I… I’m 2.4."

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Sylph’s jaw dropped.

"Wait—2.4?!"

She had never asked about Lorene’s magic affinity before, mainly because her own was already so high.

If she had asked, it would have felt like showing off.

But now?

She realized that Lorene had been holding back as well.

Lorene, the priestess of their team, had a magic affinity that wasn’t boosted by any class bonus. Unlike magicians, priests didn’t get an automatic magic boost upon awakening.

Which meant…

2.4 was her true, raw magic affinity.

It was incredibly rare, a level of talent that very few people in the world possessed.

"Lorene, that’s insane!" Sylph exclaimed.

Lorene gave a shy, awkward smile, looking down. "I-It’s… okay, I guess."

Raymond knew better.

People with high magic affinity often kept it to themselves. If someone with a magic affinity of 0.5 or lower heard these numbers, it could shatter their confidence completely.

And now, both Sylph and Lorene turned their eyes toward Arya.

Raymond also looked at Arya again, studying her carefully.

He knew that if Arya’s magic affinity was just a little higher or lower than Sylph and Lorene’s, she wouldn’t have hesitated at all.

But right now, she was clearly struggling to say it out loud.

Which meant…

It was much, much higher.

Her expression wasn’t one of embarrassment for being too low, it was the expression of someone worried about making others feel inferior.

Raymond’s mind raced through possibilities.

Could it be… 3?

No. She wouldn’t hesitate that much.

4?

That… would be incredible.

Or was it even higher?

Sylph and Lorene, not as observant, misunderstood Arya’s hesitation.

They thought she felt ashamed of her number.

"Um… I’m sorry!" Lorene suddenly lowered her head, apologizing.

Sylph bit her lip, suddenly looking guilty. "Hey, magic affinity doesn’t determine everything, you know!"

They had assumed that Arya’s magic affinity was too low, and they had made her feel bad by revealing their own numbers.

But Arya shook her head quickly.

"No, no, that’s not it!"

She exhaled, as if finally deciding to just say it outright.

Then, she looked at them and spoke—

"Actually… my magic affinity is 4.2."

Silence.

For a moment, no one spoke.

Sylph and Lorene just… stared at Arya.

As if processing the number.

Then, at the exact same time—

"WHAT?!"

Sylph shouted so loudly that nearby adventurers turned to look.

Lorene gasped, covering her mouth, her blue eyes going wide with shock.

Even Raymond, who had suspected it was high, felt his heartbeat skip for a moment.

4.2?

That was beyond rare.

That wasn’t just talent.

That was monstrous.

Even among legendary heroes, royalty, or saint-level priests, very few people ever reached that level.

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Sylph was the first to recover.

"A-Arya… that’s more than double mine… that’s… I…" She stammered, at a complete loss for words.

Lorene, still covering her mouth, slowly lowered her hands, blinking rapidly.

"I… I don’t even know what to say."

Arya shifted uncomfortably, clearly not knowing how to react to their shock.

"I-I’m sorry?" she said weakly.

"SORRY?!" Sylph gaped at her. "Girl, if I had a magic affinity that high, I’d be bragging every day!"

Lorene, still looking amazed, finally found her voice. "Arya… you might be one of the most gifted people in the entire kingdom."

Arya fidgeted, looking at Raymond as if seeking help.

Raymond, however, just smirked.

"Well, now it makes sense why you were in the side hall for so long."

At those words, Arya finally cracked a smile.

But in the back of Raymond’s mind…

He knew.

This changes everything.