84 Zikel Clan

The room was the same as he had originally left it, crumbling gravel and rocks tending to fall on the floor with dust everywhere.

Papers were also thrown about making the place a complete mess. Dean tried to kick the rock away from the door but it suddenly crumbled

Dean immediately wanted to know if he was late and asked

"How many days of preparation do I have?"

His words were a little rushed but Alexander was still able to understand it

"Hmm, I'm pretty sure you still have a day. Did you actually forget the day?"

The teacher was slightly snickering at Dean for not remembering when the day they would leave began while Ellis stayed quiet as normal and diligently

Without giving an answer to Alexander's question, Dean already slammed the door leaving the office immediately.

The room shook a little due to the force and more cracks opened up and dust began to fly around.

Ellis and Alexander both coughed at the unexpected surprise of more dust but used their papers to fan it away.

While they struggled to breath fresh air and work in a healthy environment, Dean headed towards the library to get some of his answers solved.

He couldn't continue cultivating his [Battle Intent Manual] as a small glimpse into enlightenment caused immense pain and even though some simple verses could be understood, it might be dangerous.

Two days had already passed for just the first line of the passage making Dean uncomfortable to continue his research on the manual however he was interested on any other knowledge he could get on.

An example would be the mysterious clan called the Zikel Clan or the person his grandpa told him to find, Lily Zikel.

If the library closed then he would look through the manuals Christian had in his Space Ring.

Cultivation in peace was essentially useless only with effects of harmonizing the mind and body.

With how things were progressing, Dean didn't understand why he suddenly felt a lot sadder when there was nothing to do but still entered the library.

He didn't need any of the Magic Spells or Martial Arts Techniques. The one thing he needed was just resources.

They were all listed under the category, Geography which described the locations of the many kingdoms or countries.

However due to the change in power that can happen at anytime, some of these facts may be untrue.

Especially for smaller towns that could be vulnerable to the attacks of bandits and turn into a desolate waste.

Dean tried to look for the most appealing book but books describing geographical locations was not appealing for most especially with bland covers.

The best he could do was look for the much newer books that seemed well tended and had relevant information that he currently knew.

It was clearly labelled into sections, allowing Dean to go through the book without a hassle however with a clue being the Zikel Clan, he had no choice but to individually check each label.

He could skip parts such as the 'Author's introduction' or 'Continents' as it was very unlikely for a clan to own a whole continent.

At best they will be able to own small countries but are mainly part of a kingdom.

Time soon passed but Dean was able to find a good hint that the Zikel Clan was located south towards his current location.

This book filled with geography was now useless to Dean, placing it back into where he had gotten it, Dean looked for the 'History' section.

One book filled his needs as it was labelled 'The Great Might of the Zikel Clan', taking it out and looking at the clean pages, Dean thought that it must have been fairly recent since its release.

The book described them as a domestic clan with huge capabilities as merchants that are able to monopolize the Beast Core market.

Holding such power the power they already had now increased into a crucial part of the kingdom's jurisdiction.

They hold certain benefits by the king of the country and are able to participate in events that most nobles are unable to take part of.

An ambitious person in their youth was the person who created such a monster, Edward Zikel.

Under his talent in his skills to operate under pressure and captivating charisma, he was able to control markets with potential that eventually became monsters in their industries.

Dean was rather confused that such a a strong clan with connections with his grandfather was never mentioned.

Theoretically, his grandfather would've used this strong backing to start increasing the business in their crops yet he did not even mention a single word of it until his death.

Such news made Dean realize that he truly did not know the depths of his family but he still didn't regret throwing that book away with his family information.

If he was to travel with the teachers and reach this destination then he wouldn't mind looking through what their relationship was with his family.

A big clan actually caring about the Wilkes would cause Dean to be suspicious but it would make him entertained.

Seeing that most of the other resources were outdated and the library was already closing, Dean left to his dorm after heading to the eatery.

There was a rise in satisfaction after his meal, Dean persisted in his last day of peaceful researching before the trip and thought that he might as well look through the manuals Christian held.

[Imperial Mandate]

In his mind it honestly didn't seem too bad.

Cultivating an aura that would make people feel trust, loyalty and awe towards a person was definitely interesting.

Or the fact that it was able to allow your mind to handle the capacity to think of scenarios with multiple outcomes that could number in the thousands was amazing.

The only flaws was that this was not a physical cultivation technique.

Even if you manage to predict a pathway to winning a match, if your body can't keep up with the plan then you'll lose.

If one was lucky enough to find a compatible technique that helps with the growth of the body then this would surely be useful.

However the use of 'trust' is very powerful if used to disguise yourself, so with enough changes to this manual, it could become a deadly technique given to an assassin.