Chapter 129: [River of Right Hand]

"She left." Denny said, looking at him. "You have kept the matter in the dark for so long. Would you even reveal it if it wasn't necessary?"

"I wouldn't." Rewen truthfully said, then turned around.

"Where are you going?" 

"To the garden. To practice."

"I'll come with you."

"Sure."

***

Taking a deep breath, Rewen looked at the <Sequence> of [River of Right Hand] and started speaking the <Sequence> one-by-one.

Denny looked at him from a distance. Her eyebrows were furrowed. She had heard that [Custom] wasn't an easy and effective skill to learn. 'Since he is trying to learn a skill, he must have his own plans.'

Why is he suddenly so different?

How did he suddenly get so strong?

How and why did he get involved with a behemoth-level organization?

These were all the questions she had in her mind. At the same time, she also felt emotional and strange. 'The boy-next-door had become a figure shrouded in mystery.'

"Denny." Rewen called out while looking at the phone.

"What is it?" 

"Can you bring a piece of white paper?"

"Sure." Denny didn't ask questions and immediately brought a white paper.

"Good. Now keep it in front of my face."

"Should I hold it?"

"Yes."

Rewen figured that since he was getting distracted by the surroundings while trying to memorize the <Sequence>, why not cut off the source of distraction?

Twenty minutes later.

"Done." A calm smile formed on his face. Usually, it would have taken an hour for him to memorize the entire thing but his memorization ability increases the more he memorizes.

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[Memorization] (25.12%)

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"What? You are done?" Denny's face had the word 'disbelief' written on her face. It has to be known that Mages are just strong. They don't have superior intellectual capacity. People who are good at memory are just good at memory. It has nothing to with being a Mage. 

She had known since they were as small as four and although, Rewen had always been a smart student, that is, until high school, it wasn't to the level of cramming up two pages worth of random letters and numbers within twenty minutes.

'This is absurd!' Denny cried out in her heart.

Looking at her face, Rewen guessed her thoughts and laughed. "This is not even a fraction of my real talent. My meme of 'Future Strongest Man on Earth' may not be a meme in the future anymore. You better get used to it unless you want to die from extreme shock."

Denny scowled, then changed the topic. "Show me the skill."

"Calm down. It's not done yet."

"Not done yet? What else do you need to do?"

"There is also the basic sequence for [Front-Attack] type skills."

"How long is it?"

Rewen typed something in his smartphone, then showed the screen to her. "Not much big. About one-third of a page."

"One-third of a page should take about three minutes…" Denny calculated taking account of his memory speed. 

Just then, a voice sounded beside her ears. "Done."

"Huh? So fast?" Her face was doubtful.

Rewen smiled. "You failed to take the fact that my memorization speed increases into account."

Denny stared blankly at him for a while, then started panicking all of a sudden. "There is a microphone inside. That's not good. Think before saying something this secretive."

"Don't worry. Let them hear." Rewen wasn't particularly worried about the organization learning of his skills and doing something to counter-attack while fighting him. 'I have hidden trump cards as well.'

"Enough of that. Now that I have memorized the two essential things required to use [Custom], the last thing left is a <Purpose>. What exactly should the <Purpose> be? Let's see… the [River of Right Hand] can serve as both [Front-Attack] and maybe even defense if used well. How about - Striking The Opponent Near To Me? Let's try it."

'First, the <Starting Sequence>.'

A second later.

'Next, the <Basic Sequence> for [Front-Attack] type skills.'

Three seconds later.

'[River of Right Hand] <Sequence>."

Forty seconds later.

Rewen felt a cooling sensation on his four limbs. Not only his hands but also his legs gave a fresh feeling. The blood was undisturbed. However, his face was pale. 'This… this is too heavy.' Others might not be able to notice it but since he was the one trying out the skill, he understood that to use this skill, one needs endurance and strength. 

His legs were the same but his hands felt like he was carrying two buses of grown adults. Even with a stat of 17, it was difficult. 'Persist. Persist. Persist.' Gritting his teeth, his right hand finally moved. 

*Swish*

*Gurrr*

The wind heavily blew over the garden. The electric wires that were running were cut off. 

"What's this? Is a tornado coming?"

"Close the doors! Don't get out!"

The neighborhood was disturbed.

Meanwhile, Rewen and Denny both stared at each other blankly.

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MP: 0/100

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Rewen couldn't understand why this had happened.

"A Rank 0 skill c-can't possess such power." Denny said after a while. She was shaken by the might of the skill.

Rewen nodded, then browsed the internet. 

"It turns out it's like this…" He wryly smiled after getting his explanation. "Everything depends on the <Purpose>. If I believe my <Purpose>, then no matter how ridiculous the <Purpose> might seem, the skill would be executed according to the <Purpose>."

"But your <Purpose> wasn't ridiculous!"

"It was. Do you think that I could strike any opponent with [River of Right Hand]?"

"You ca… by any, did you mean…"

"Yes. By any, I mean any. I wasn't aware of this. Nevermind. My <Purpose> would be - Striking A Rank 1 Opponent."

A minute later.

*Swish*

*Swish*

*Swish*

Swinging his hands, he felt comfortable and satisfied. "It's cool, right?"

Denny couldn't really understand anything since to her, he was just swinging his hands. His hands hadn't changed one bit. 'It should have hardened.' She thought.

"Let's go. I'm hungry." Rubbing his stomach, Rewen walked out of the garden.

"Wait, what about the other skill?"

"Let's not be too hasty."

***

Having his dinner with Cal and Denny, he went to his room and watched a few episodes of Code Geass before switching his lights off and hopping into the bed.

'I'm tired.'

'I don't want to deal with this anymore.'

'I don't want to go to that shitty world.'

'I don't want to deal with my family.'

'I don't want to deal with my parents from this world.'

'I just want to take a rest.'

'I'm tired.'

Rewen thought about all the things that happened today. The first thing that came to his mind was Svety. 

'I treated her like trash.' He grabbed his smartphone which was near to him and texted her.

-> Sorry.

Not waiting for a reply, he threw his phone.

His eyes which were half-dropped turned bright. 'I would get nowhere by mourning about my life. I got a godly system which could take me to the peak of life. Of course, nothing comes for free. Since I got the system, I am bound to be exhausted in both body and mind. That is the price I have to pay. If there's one thing that concerns me, then why me?'