Chapter 29: The Objectives

Chapter 29: The Objectives

[QUESTION!!! Do you guys like it when I make Chapters like this one which revolves around the Magical Theory and the Deep Lore?]

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Things were going well for a change, Leon started to make plans for everything from start to finish and it is going to be fun or at least that's how his plans sound in head.

It is still not solid yet and lacks some foundational elements but still, the fact that Zal agreed to the plan and even provided intel was something worth celebrating or in Leon's case, doing extra training for the rest of the day.

He has many objectives at the moment and if all went well, he will be able to figure out his way in this world. Those objectives were as follows

1. Find himself a backing by climbing the Ranks of either the Twilight Syndicate or the Mercenary Hall.

2. Wiping the trail of his escape so that the Prince and his people can't get to him, this included getting of Madam Ruth who is willing to help his enemies for a prize, and assigning the Saloon to someone who won't expose him.

3. Making a big score over a job which will draw the attention of the Crime Lord known as the Bull. Doing so will guarantee Leon a smooth ride up.

4. Getting rid of the negative Title he has, {The Loser}, which will involve undoing something from the Game's plot, something he still hasn't figured out yet.

Those four objectives are simply the methods that he needs to fit in this new world.

Those four must somehow lead to the fifth objective which is

5. Get the hell out of this city with enough money and resources and find a place where the underworld is as prominent as here where he can access more resources for Magic and Knowledge.

But the fifth objective is nothing but a lead to the ultimate goal. Which is finding out what is going on with his Reincarnation, its reasons, the secrets in the Ring of Horus, etc.

That makes them 6 objectives but it doesn't matter much. All he knows comes from the Game which is not a reliable source of information. He is the son of a Ducal Family, his father is a bastard, his mother is not present, he has a brother and a sister who are on the Prince's side and they are mostly half-siblings, the Prince is also a bastard who has an entourage of girls and likes to screw up any other male in their vicinity, and now he is marked for death and there are other nobles who want him for some different reason.

"Meditation sucks!"

And there is that too. He can no longer focus on everything going on in his head.

Leon laid on the ground of the backyard as he sat there shirtless and kept doing exercises to elevate his mood.

< Your Training had paid its effort, +2 to your Strength. >

"This is the only progress I made in a couple of days. It is getting difficult."

Nothing interesting was happening to his physical training sadly which is the polar opposite of his Magic training. The more he researches his theories, the more he finds secrets and spells along the way. For example

"Equip!"

And his shirt appeared on his body. Follow current novels at novelhall.com)

The only Space-Time Magic spell he was able to uncover so far was this one. Equip takes an item out of [Space-Time Magic - Storage] and automatically puts it on for him. Who needs to put on and off clothes when they can just equip? Magic!

If those Clerks of the Light Temple saw this on his hand, they would freak out, run, and scream. The Light can be as unholy as anything else after all.

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"So, that's your big secret?" Leon asked.

"Sure! That's that's the best materials an artist can ever acquire!" Zal said as he was drooling from happiness as he kept snorting more of the drug he kept in a vail.

"Are you sure you were called the Fool for attempting to replicate a Painting Artifact or was it because of this?" Leon asked with disgust.

"How How dare you? You think the greatest Artists simply use mundane materials? Take Sergio Ramos for example, he used a brush made of a Dragon's hair and his black ink was said to be extracted from a Kraken's ink sack"

"Hm? Something about the name" Leon scratched his head.

" To Artists, monster-based materials are considered some sort of affection. It is irresistible!" Zal said in fanaticism.

"Alright, alright."

Inside the work area of Zal's messy workshop, Leon discovered that Zal was using a special kind of monster to supply himself with some special oil and ink. It can be considered the first living monster Leon has ever witnessed it was an Oily Ooze.

The Oily Ooze had a very strong smell and a disgusting brown color. Zal kept it trapped in a basin under a cover of strong glass as he kept taking samples from the Ooze monster through a very tight pipe blocked with a handle like a water tap. A part of the Ooze would try to escape through the pipe but Zal would catch it in a jar and block the pipe again then heat that small ooze to purify it and turn it into earth and oil then extract the oil to make his colors.

He would even feed the Ooze in the basin some plants and rats in order to keep it active.

"In a certain place I know, you wouldn't be a Fool but rather a Capitalist." Leon couldn't help but admire the madness from a safe distance.

"Is that a good Title?"

"Depends on what you do with it." Leon said and changed the subject, "Did your meeting with the Bull go well?"

Zal smiled without turning to Leon as he was focused on the oil.

"Such a thing to say! Of course it did." Zal replied in a rarely seen moment of confidence.

"What did you manage to know?" Leon asked.

"The Bull how can I say this? Hmmm he's a sentimental kind of guy. Dangerous! But sentimental." Zal said, "I gifted him a painting, the Grace replica, and we talked for hours."

"And?"

"He was impressed at first but he kept mentioning that painting he wanted to get his hands on. I tried asking him if he wanted me to replicate it but he wasn't interested in a replica but rather the real thing."

Leon approached Zal to stand at his side.

"And that painting is here in Karanberg?" Leon asked.

"It is and not just any painting we're talking about." Zal turned towards him with a smile and said, "It is the Pride of Del Mar."

Leon didn't know the painting but sure as hell one thing is sure.

A Heist job is on!

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