213 Tired Sigh. (1/2)

Meanwhile, Ozul was yet again laying on the very top of the tower. He ignored all the commotion down below and focused on the sky instead.

Just then, a black cat gracefully walked around him before approaching him.

”Hmm? Where had you been all this time?” Ozul muttered while looking at Jinx who lazily stretched before rolling herself into a ball.

Ozul hadn't expected a reply anyway, so he shifted his focus back to the sky. An exhausted and bored sigh escaped from his mouth.

What he didn't expect was that just as he sighed, Jinx looked up at his face,

*Meow*

It definitely surprised Ozul since he had never heard Jinx make any sound before. It was normal for cats to meow, but she had never done that before! He could not help but feel that it was a little weird.

After that soft meow, Jinx rubbed her face to the side of Ozul's chest and snuggled closer before again closing her eyes.

”...”

Ozul kept staring at her for a few seconds before he moved his metallic hand towards her. However, he stopped before the cold metal touched her. Instead, he formed a hand with the Ball of Purity and pet her head.

If anyone else was here, they would have simply just heard a meow and ignored it. But Ozul felt as if Jinx was trying to cheer him up.

It had been more than 30 years and he was one step closer to being able to search this entire continent if it had any clues about his existence.

Even while being nearly 35 years old, Ozul looked like he was still 20.

He had read that being a Fighter or Mage extended people's life span, but that was only because of Mana nourishing their body. Ozul didn't have any Mana, so it could only mean that it was something else that kept him young. Yet, he hadn't heard of anyone else with such a case.

'Now that there are people in almost all the corners of the continent, it would be easier,' Ozul thought.

All of this laborious work was only to ease his search later on. He had created this organization for one sole purpose, and that was to find clues about anything related to either those symbols or the use of things similar to Mana.

Even with this big accomplishment, Ozul wasn't at all happy about it. He knew that the chances to find anything were quite low. If he really didn't find anything, then he didn't even know where he would start in the other worlds.

For now, he was just giving himself some free time.

'Am I forgetting something...? Weird...'

. . .

The next few days, Ozul didn't bother himself with any of the matters. He either stayed in his room or on top of the tower at night.

Anyway, things had been going much smoother than they had thought. The only problems that occurred were in the branch organizations. However, they were easily resolved with either force or even more force.

The fact that none of the Rank-9 Mages tried to stir up any trouble was a huge blessing for them.

The reason for that was simple. Those at Rank-9 were all aware that a direct confrontation between them and another at the same Rank would destroy more than whatever they would gain by winning. Moreover, this organization only benefited them, why would they go out of their way to make an enemy out of another Rank-9 Mage?

After a few days, Ozul decided that it was enough slacking off. As he came down from his floor, he noticed that they were having a meeting with Oliver, Haley, and Irvin acting as the leaders.

They were going through the usual daily reports when they noticed Ozul. All of them immediately stood up and respectfully bowed.

Ozul nodded his head before making his way to the couch at the corner of the room.

”Continue,” he said when he noticed that they had stopped their briefing because of his presence.

The members finished their reports before each of them once again gave a bow to Ozul before leaving. It took another hour before the briefing was done. Since the Three-Eyed Strangers was still a relatively new organization, they had to be careful at every step. So they did thorough reports of almost every new event.