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Since it could be rated as an Epic-grade item, its attributes were naturally impressive. After careful consideration, Zane decided to choose the Silverglow Cloak for himself. It was a flawless piece of equipment with no shortcomings, and it even had the special effect of resisting debuffs.

As for Starry, her choice was—

It was a black-and-white cap adorned with a white fabric flower on the side, giving it an air of elegance.

As for the remaining equipment, Zane chose not to compete for them.

Saying he had no interest would be a lie. Even an Epic-grade item outside his specialization was far superior to the Rare equipment he currently wore. But this was the result of the party’s combined effort, and sharing the spoils was an important part of teamwork. This step should never be underestimated; countless parties had fractured during loot distribution.

Ten minutes later, the equipment distribution was mostly complete. Those who had already received Epic-grade gear generally refrained from competing for more, which Zane found rather reassuring.

However, the equipment required level 27 to use, so it would still be some time before they could truly unleash its potential.

The gold coin drops were generous, over 4,900 in total.

“Zanny, how are we splitting the gold?” Nangong asked.

He had noticed that Starry followed Zane’s lead in almost everything, obedient and without question.

“Split it evenly among everyone,” Zane said casually.
“Is that really okay? We barely contributed much at all,” Nangong confirmed.
“No need for nonsense. The equipment’s already distributed. Just split it evenly.”
“…Zanny,” Nangong hesitated before continuing.
“What is it?”

“Don’t you plan on starting a guild? We already have twelve people here. Everyone can see your character and skill. More importantly, with a guild, we wouldn’t have to fear those arrogant bullies anymore. And this gold could serve as our starting funds.”

Nangong clearly knew the process well. He had founded several game guilds in the past, though, unfortunately, due to various reasons, they had all eventually disbanded or been absorbed by others.

“A guild, huh…” Zane was momentarily taken aback. He hadn’t expected Nangong to bring it up. “No… at least, I’m not in the mood for that right now.”

“Alright then,” Nangong said, sounding disappointed.

Zane did feel a flicker of temptation for a brief moment. However, starting a guild was far from simple. For one, without a Guild Creation Token, a guild could only exist as a symbolic verbal agreement.

It would require sacrificing the time of several members just to recruit new ones. Recruitment screening aside, once people joined, they would need to be organized for guild activities on a regular basis. And that wasn’t even the half of it, there were still many other troublesome matters to deal with.

The most important point was the money.

In the end, they still split it evenly. These gold coins could be sold for quite a sum.

***

Aside from the equipment dropped by the Dragon Abyss Knight, there were also ranking rewards.

Starry received an Evolution Stone. Together with the one they had left from before, Zane might be able to evolve his Mysterious Necklace once again. However, she worried that she might once again be short of stones to evolve the Autumn Moon Sword later, so she decided to hold onto them for now.

There was also another item—

The description was very brief, yet it carried plenty of information. A Lightbringer was no doubt a hidden healing-type class, and it could be taken by both Priests and Bards.

“Seraphine, Dukeette, Orange, come over here for a moment.” Starry waved them over with the trial certificate in hand.

Seraphine and Dukeette stopped playing around, and Stupid Orange also stopped fiddling with her newly acquired music sheet.

“What’s this…?”

“This is the trial certificate for changing to a Lightbringer. If I’m not mistaken, as long as you clear the trial, you’ll gain this hidden healing-type class,” Starry explained.

Dukeette’s hand instinctively reached out.
Seraphine slapped it away and scolded, “Dukeette!”

“Huh?”
“You can’t take this.”
“…” Dukeette looked at her with an aggrieved expression, her large, watery eyes evoking sympathy.

“I don’t want it,” DumbCitrus refused outright.
“Why?”
“Bard is already hard enough to play… If I tried the trial, I’d definitely fail. Even if I passed, I wouldn’t be able to handle a hidden class,” DumbCitrus sighed.

‘How is a Bard hard to play?! All you had to do was finish buffing and then you could practically go AFK.’ Zane was at a loss for words.

“Starry, we appreciate your kindness, but this is your reward, isn’t it? We can’t take it,” Seraphine said softly.
“Even so… my class is a Swordsman. You should have it.”

“You could also sell it for money. A hidden-class trial certificate is absolutely priceless! Right now, in the whole Wynwater City rankings, the only known hidden classes are the Mad Swordsman and the Twilight Ranger. And high-quality Priests are already hard to find, let alone one with a healing-based hidden class. Its value is immeasurable.” Seraphine shook her head firmly.

… Zane was stunned, not because they refused, but because of the reason behind the refusal.

He hadn’t expected Seraphine’s understanding of the game to be so thorough. These were things he hadn’t even considered. Perhaps because he had already obtained two hidden classes in recent days, he didn’t think much of them. Only after Seraphine’s words did he suddenly realize the truth.

A hidden class! Such a thing could easily sell for tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions. Even in the later stages of the game, you’d be lucky to see a handful of hidden classes. Any hidden class would be treasured by major guilds and nurtured with great care.

Although this was only a trial certificate and didn’t guarantee success, its price would still be extremely high. Selling it could mean he’d never have to worry about money again.

What to do? Sell it, or keep it?

Of course…

Give it to their own people!

Selling it was tempting, but on second thought, the image of Ruehl’s shield and that instant half-health recovery during the Forgotten Tower fight replayed vividly in her mind. If they had a top-tier Priest then, perhaps they wouldn’t have struggled so badly against the Dragon Abyss Knight.

“Seraphine, you should use it,” Starry said with a gentle smile.

“Huh? Didn’t I just say—”

“I don’t care about money!” Starry declared with cheerful conviction, while Zane’s heart silently bled. For the first time, he felt how painful lying could be.

“Giving you the certificate is to strengthen our party as a whole. If you really feel bad about it, then just stick with us from now on and be our exclusive healer!”

“Starry, you…” Seraphine was at a loss for words, her voice choking with emotion.

“Hey, hey! What’s with this weird atmosphere?!” Dukeette panicked. “Starry, Seraphine is my daughter! I don’t approve of this marriage!”

For most players, a hidden class was an irresistible temptation. Seraphine clenched her small hands. “The trial isn’t guaranteed to succeed.”

“I know. If you fail, we’ll just get another one,” Starry said with a smile.

“Alright! Then I’ll accept it, but I can’t just take it for free. In exchange, I’ll give you this.” Seraphine held out a pale pink feather.