31 Chapter 20: Error Code (1/2)

Would you look at that its 2020!

Thus since it is a new year, changes has to come with it, am I right or am I right?

Alright, moving on to the important bit, I was thinking about doing some updates around here for you all. Change some things up here and there, plus try to make this place more lively!

So let's get implementing with it!

First off, I got offered a contract by web novel. So do I hear an AYE or NAY

Next, there is the topic of the release rate. I heard some of you want a faster update.

I am going for increasing the chapter count to three! Thus if we can work it, I will change the release dates to Mon. Wed. Fri. I think with a greater chapter count that should give everyone an incentive to tune more often. So let me hear your thought on that down in the comments.

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Other than that, have a good day, life, and whatever else you want to have for good! I'm sure I want some good sleep.

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Magnus made his way back to the hideout bedraggled and slightly bruised, at his side were three purses filled with iron shims, just like Taylan requested.

”Well done, well done! I must say that was a good outing, for a first time.” Taylan said as he opened the back door entrance for Magnus.

”Do you want the purses?” Magnus asked, ignoring Taylan's pomp while he wobbled inside. That smack must have rattled his skull around if he was still feeling the after-effects.

”Nope, it is yours to keep and do what you want,” Taylan said, playing out an empty magnanimous gesture. ”Anyways, do you want to tell me what you learned today?”

”Never go for a grey turban's purse even if he is drunk on his feet and oblivious to the world,” Magnus replied. That run-in was a close thing, after two easy pickpocketings, he got a bit arrogant and went after some folks he shouldn't have.

”Yes, that is a wonderful lesson, which you should stick to from now on if you do not want to lose your hand surely. But what else did you learn? What was the mistake you made that got you caught?”

”Ahh… I think it was because I reached out for him thrice?” Magnus revealed. He knew he should have left the guard alone, but the allure of stealing from an authority figure could not be denied.

Just seeing the man drunk in broad daylight on ill-gotten money, got his blood boiling. He hated the injustice that goes on this world, he wished he could do something, anything about it, but he was powerless against it. So stealing from him was just his way of evening the scales.

”Yes!” Taylan said, more excited then Magnus has ever seen, and that was saying much. The man must enjoy the subject of steal, huh.

”You went against a cardinal rule, do not tease more once, ever! Also, why on Pandora's mercy were you holding on to your prey like some child at his mother's tits?”

”I wasn't doing that!” Magnus shouted, offended at the apparent insult.

”Really now,” Taylan simply asked, peering down at Magnus.

”All right fine, my teasing needs some work,” Magnus admitted, even he knew that deep down inside. His first two targets were a distracted young man, who was quite taken in by the sight of some street harlot. The other one was a man looking over some wares at a street vendor.

”Keep in mind, you teasing should not last more than a few seconds, and when you steal from somebody, even those with the emptiest of heads, leave the scene. You should never be found on the sight of your crime scene.”

”But, but,” Magnus splattered, ”Aren't I am supposed to keep in sight of you? If you weren't nearby and rescued me, I would have been hauled off to the dungeons!”

”You do not need to worry about that,” Taylan stated. ”Let me worry about how I will keep watch. All you need to worry about is improving your skills.”

”Fine,” Magnus said, giving in. ”If I ever get my hands chopped off, it's on you. Not me!”

”Well, then make sure that does not weigh us down but not getting caught, again.”

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Magnus made his way to his final lesson of the day. Before Taylan sent him on his way, he brought him over to Shui to get his head checked out. Shui was not happy at all when he got it out of Taylan how he got injured. Though Magnus found it funny how the man contradicted himself as he got injured in his class as well.

He already knew what he suffered from a slight concussion, but he played along so as not to raise any suspicions. He really couldn't say that he had a machine in his head, that wouldn't fly around here.

Shui diagnosed him with the same medical condition that Codex did and told him to lie back for a while and rest. Getting hit by a gloved iron hand was not something he wants to repeat anytime soon.

Now here he was setting up a game of square with Soykan.

”Alright, let's get started!” Soykan said as he brought out drinks and snacks.

Magnus raised his eyebrows, shocked with the layback attitude Soykan had with his lessons. But still, if they were going to take it easy, who was he to deny himself such luxury. So Magnus sat himself down, then grabbed a handful of grapes and poured himself a drink.

”Should I go first?” Magnus asked out of politeness, he already knew as a beginner he would be getting the first move.

”Go right ahead,” Soykan said with a wave as he threw a grape into his mouth while also pouring himself a drink.

Then Magnus made his move.

And the game only lasted a few minutes.

Since this was Magnus's first game, he was trying to get the hang of the game and pry into the intricate details of it.

Now unlike chess, the hard-hitting pieces were hard to get out immediately. So he had to make do with his footman. Which kind of reminisced to real-life battle. In the field, the generals and lieutenants rarely come up to battle, and if they do, it is during pivotal moments.

So the game started out slow, Magnus and Soykan traded one footman after the other. Then midway into the game, the field opened up.

Now was it, the game had reached its climax.

Though an issue popped up, he was proficient enough to wield his precious pieces skillfully. So, in a matter of minutes, he lost, and the king is dead was called.

Without a word, Soykan set the game again and let him go first.

This time he closely watched what Soykan did and tried to find meaning in it. Though the issue was, he couldn't make heads or tales what Soykan was really up to since he did not have the knowledge or the grasp of the game. Hence he couldn't keep track or understand much of what was going on.

Thus he tried a different tactic after he lost another game in a matter of a few minutes. This time he would focus solely on himself. He could concentrate on what he was doing, then see what he does wrong and right, and experiment.

The key being here experiment; it does not matter if he makes mistakes. It only matters when he makes mistakes out there, in the real world-- where it could have deadly consequences, which is life-threatening to him, especially since he is an orphan with nothing to fall back on and nobody to support him back up.

Therefore he thought and thought and thought. Each move he made, he looked at what he should have done and what he shouldn't have done.

And he felt like he was making real progress!

He didn't beat himself over it when he made a dumb mistake, nor did he become arrogant when he made a smart move. All that mattered to him was that he learned from both good and bad.