Aldritch thought about the aspect of obtaining more blood and decided to act rather than play passive and calculative.
From what he had gathered so far, this world's magic system wasn't as ground breaking as he had thought, that would mean they wouldn't have such readily available detective and probing skills, and even if they are, he could bet on the fact that they weren't so accurate as to pinpoint his exact location or identity. After thinking about it for a while, Aldritch decided to do just that.
"Fearing death is simply cowardice at this point." He had such a good system, there was no way he wouldn't use it to its fullest potential.
He prepared his other set of clothes for the morning so he would head into the inner walls and pay the magic academy a visit. He was quite sure that he would be admitted, after all, his strength was quite sufficient for someone "without practice", he would be considered a pure natural.
Seeing as he would have to work during the day, Aldritch tried his best to get a few hours of sleep before the day started in full. The travel to the inner wall was quite the journey, so he still had to leave early if he wanted to get there on time.
"Olgud." Aldritch called.
Olgud entered the room and gave a simple bow. "Master, you summoned."
"I want to get some sleep for some time. Wake me in three hours. Get Ingrid to show you when that would be on the clock."
"Yes, master." Olgud answered before Aldritch climbed onto the bed and dosed off soon enough. Olgud went to Ingrid, who was about to sleep as she was feeling quite tired already to ask for instructions just as Aldritch ordered.
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Just as Aldritch was thinking of how much time he had wasted, he noticed the perfect candidate for his plan, or more accurately, candidates.
From the train, a group of peculiar people stepped off. From their attire, it was clear that they were mercenaries, and their temperament gave the same energy. Normally, Aldritch would be quite cautious since these people could hold skills or strength that could pose a problem to him, but once he remembered the fact that he was able to win against a rank 5 assassin easily, that thought dissipated.
'They don't seem to have a magician amongst them either.' He noticed from the way they were dressed and the weapons they had on them.
Even though they fit the desired category of people Aldritch was looking for, compared to the other option, who also came down from the train, these guys were not qualified.
'From the dressing, he is most definitely a merchant, and a proud one at that,' Aldritch said in his mind while observing the short chubby man.
The chubby man had several jewelries adored on him, meaning he wasn't just any regular merchant, but a rich one at that, if Aldritch was lucky, he could even be a noble... well, that was unlikely, since they wouldn't be riding in a public train like a commoner.
Aldritch kept watching the man for some time, seeing as he was guarded by four people, he didn't want to be rash.
It wasn't up to 2 minutes after he dropped from the train that a fancy looking coach came by, tailed by another that appeared to be larger; Aldritch could already tell it was for him.
Once the coach came to a stop, a lady wearing a luxurious sleeveless dress with light fabric that extended from her back to her forearms came out of it and rushed to the chubby man, who held a warm smile on his face.
"Darling!" the woman called out as she approached him with open arms.