Chapter 334: Monster of Vengeance (2/2)
Another loud bang rang out as Moss exploded forward once more. But yet again, his trajectory was too slanted as he careened into a portion of the ceiling once more.
“Argh!” Moss cried out as he crashed back into the ground, yet another bump emerging on his forehead, which was becoming increasingly swollen and unrecognizable.
“Hurry up and practice Shock Absorption! Otherwise, even with Lover’s Corpse to block the blow, you will still die from the shock. After all, the skills of truly strong masters rely on not the blow itself, but the power contained within to shock and squeeze your organs to cause fatal injury.” Rui’s angry voice incessantly rang out from within another hut. “Aren’t you always calling yourself the most handsome and most talented? How come you are learning this skill so slowly? If it was Ayrin, he would have already mastered this skill and nine more!”
“Ack… ack… ack…”
Stingham’s screams grew louder as Rui continued to chase him and beat him with his big black stick.
“Shock Absorption!”
As Stingham continuously invoked the skill over and over again, he silently cried within his mind, “Notebook Teacher Houston has a notebook, and Master Scoundrel Rui actually has a black stick! His materialization is actually a massive black stick!” [1]
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The Lord’s Castle, Hammerstone Ridge, the land of House Baratheon in the Eastern Territory of the Kingdom of Eice.
The corpses of arcane masters littered the red coralstone floor of the castle’s greathall, covering it with patches of dried blood.
Attracted by the stench of blood, countless vultures and flies gathered in the skies above the castle and outside of the hall.
“How did this happen?”
A tall man with a face devoid of emotion asked a white haired arcane master holding a white bone staff beside him as he scanned the hall. His dim yellow eyes seemed to contain a vicious storm ready to erupt at any moment.
The man lowered his head and looked at the corpse by his feet. It was a young arcane master who looked rather like Rinsyi.
There was a single circular wound in the child’s forehead, and their expression was one full of shock and terror, as if they had died while seeing something unbelievable.
“I do not know.”
The white haired arcane master shook his head as he continued, “Although my Soul Reincarnation skill can increase his strength, it shouldn’t have caused him to lose control and kill everyone.”
“You do not know?”
A look of intrigue appeared on the tall man’s face as he said, “Rinsyi was originally the second heir of our House Baratheon. Although unable to recover from his situation, at the least, it would have been able to turn him into a loyal and powerful undead arcane master. Yet now… Rincero, whom we had chosen to inherit the lordship of one of the seven great territories and already gained the position of Lord of Hammerstone City… Something like his has happened, yet you tell me that you do not know?”
As the tall man emotionlessly spoke, a terrifying draconic aura enveloped the entire castle.
All the flies and vultures abruptly flew away in terror, many of them freezing from the fear and falling out of the sky.
The white haired arcane master’s face remained the same as he answered, “There is only one possibility… As you instructed, I instilled within him absolute loyalty to you and House Baratheon when I used my skill. He should have only acted as you commanded. But it seems like his mind contained a strong emotion, or perhaps feeling of hatred, one which overpowered the loyalty which I instilled, causing him to lose control and this to happen.”
“Was there any animosity between Rinsyi and Rincero?” the white haired arcane master asked the tall man.
The tall man’s brows slightly furrowed as he replied, “During a past test, Rinsyi suffered a serious wound at the hands of Rincero. Although Rinsyi also heavily injured Rincero and ended up winning.”
“Then perhaps it was because Rinsyi felt that the injury caused by Rincero affected his speed of improvement?” The white haired arcane master looked at the tall man as he continued, “Because of this incident, Rinsyi held great hatred towards Rincero… Other than this explanation, I do not know what else to say.”
The tall man turned and looked at the white haired arcane master. A glint flashed through his eyes, after which, the draconic aura surrounding the castle slowly began to fade away.
“So what will Rinsyi do now that he has escaped from our House Baratheon? Based off what you have said so far, it seems like he will go and kill every single person he has a grudge against?” the tall man asked as he regained his composure.
“In theory,” the white haired arcane master nodded. “He will become a Monster of Vengeance.”
“Monster of Vengeance?”
The tall man silent thought to himself for a moment before beckoning over an arcane master from behind him. “Spread the news of Rincero’s death, but do not say that it was Rinsyi who killed him. In fact, do not let any outsiders know of Rinsyi’s transformation. And if possible, try to involve Ayrin in this matter.”
“I see that the major houses plot no less than us. You major families are practically us Evil Dragon Followers? Only you do not have the ability to rule the world like the Evil Dragon King,” the white haired arcane master stated as he revealed a knowing smile.
[1] I mentioned this in the past, but the characters for scoundrel, 黑棍, when taken literally, translate to black stick. The author made a play on words.