Chapter 290: Power and Reverence for Power (1)

Chapter 290: Power and Reverence for Power (1)

C290 - Power and Reverence for Power (1)

The Volta mansion was under repair.

Workers were scattered everywhere around the once dilapidated mansion, which seemed like a strong wind could bring it down entirely.

The land lord and members of his clan couldn't help but shed tears from time to time, overwhelmed with emotion that such a dream had become a reality. Even some of the former residents who had left the area due to famine were starting to return home.

Fin Blanche, the Volta clan's butler, helped in distributing food to the servants during the day and devised budget plans to utilize the Runcandel relief funds with the lord at night.

Petrow had followed Jin's orders to "provide ample support without going overboard," but even that was more than enough to uplift this small territory and allow it to plan for the future.

Therefore, Fin Blanche was content. In truth, he had never been as happy in his life as he was now.

"All of this is thanks to you, Sir Jin. I have never seen the people of this land so happy and joyful ever since I became the Volta clan's butler."

Fin brought out a freshly brewed cup of tea and smiled.

"Once the repair of the Volta mansion is complete, the workers from Tikan will build a new house for you. They will construct a soundproof forge in its basement. If there's anything you want to add to the house, let me know."

"Oh no, Sir Jin. I couldn't ask for anything. I am already grateful enough to have a separate house for myself. Thank you, sir."

"No, I should be the one thanking you."

Jin drank the tea, but Murakan frowned, annoyed. In fact, he had been irritated throughout the entire hour they had spent at Fin's house.

"Hey! Picon Minche! Show yourself already! That mustached demon. How long are you going to make me wait?"

Picon hadn't shown up yet. Moreover, Murakan was furious because Picon hadn't warned Jin of all the dangers in Temar's first tomb during their initial encounter.

"About that, um, um. I'm sorry, Lord Murakan. I may be your contractor, but I don't have the power to summon him at will." Worried, Fin spoke and scratched his head.

Picon only appeared three hours later. Murakan's patience was wearing thin.

Fin's eyes rolled back, and his body started to tremble. It was the sign of a manifestation.

"Uuuurgh."

Soon, they heard Picon's voice as the whites of his eyes began to emit light.

"Oh, well. You never stop chattering, do you?"

"Greetings to you, Picon."

"Oh, hi. How was the journey, Jin Runcandel? By the way, Murakan. You're as slow as ever, aren't you? Don't tell me you didn't realize I was trying to avoid having to talk to you?"

"What? You were avoiding me? Why?"

Picon then widened his eyes and glared at Murakan. "Have you forgotten how much you annoyed me when I worked with Balisada and Bradamante? You would come to me every day to insist on their completion and mock me, saying that my mustache would grow faster than the speed at which I built the sword."

"What are you talking about? When did I say those things?" Murakan made a face as if he couldn't remember.

"Well, don't you remember? You probably don't even remember how many times Quikantel and Temar had to come to me behind your back to apologize on your behalf. You have no idea how many times I considered abandoning Balisada and Bradamante because of you," Picon barked.

But all the people he recently met who knew about his past or spoke like them, such as the Kinzelo leader, Silderay, and Picon, gave him the impression that something had gone wrong.

"Look, Murakan. You're not an evil dragon. It's true that you pressed and rushed me back then, but you had good reasons for it. You needed Temar's sword to be completed to fight against the Zipples." Picon shrugged and continued, "And it's also true that you regularly beat up dragons. But the intrusion into their territory gave enough reasons for it, and in fact, it was necessary for security reasons since I was forging Temar's weapon at the time. Back then, ninety percent of all dragons in the world belonged to the Zipples."

Murakan lifted his head.

"Everyone knew that you made many sacrifices for the Runcandel and Hufester clans. I complained because I was glad to see you. Don't make me feel bad now."

"Yes, I knew something was wrong. Both you and Silderay have no reason to hate me, but you confused me by saying those things. Silderay didn't say anything to you, right? He called me heartless! Can you even imagine that? That courteous guy did!"

"I haven't seen Silderay since I created the giant sword Tamur for him. He probably complained like I did."

"Silderay went further and even called Solderet a traitor. Apparently, the boy saw him say it in the past through a recording device made with Shadow Energy."

Jin described the recording device for a while. Picon's eyes widened in surprise.

"I didn't know such devices were there. The only thing Solderet told me was that there would be a guardian formed from Silderay's will. That's why I wanted to reinforce Bradamante with a fragment of Tamur, the giant sword from that place."

Just as Murakan thought, the Shadow Energy account was not an object for forging. Picon took a good look at the account and confirmed once again that Solderet hadn't mentioned anything like that.

"Above all, I can't comprehend why Silderay would call Solderet a traitor. Didn't that guy respect Solderet more than any other knight of the Ten? He was also extremely courteous to you."

"Picon. Were you alive after I fell asleep?"

"I lived for about three years after that. Or was it five years?"

"Did Solderet do anything against the Runcandels during that time? Or something of the sort? Although Quikantel and Misha didn't tell me anything about it."

"Oh, it seems you also met Quikantel. I'm glad to know she's still alive. But no, not that I know of. You all know this, but the Runcandels made a pact after losing to the Zipples. If you and Temar had led the battle unharmed...". Picon paused and observed Murakan's reaction.

He was well aware that what had happened back then was a great scar and humiliation for both of them, and for the Runcandel clan.

"Forgive my mistake. I'm sorry, Murakan."

"First, you accused me of being evil, and now you apologize. Mustache, maybe you became a god, but you still lack class."

"Anyway, I think we'll have to find the rest of Solderet's recording devices if we want to figure out why Silderay said that."

"Picon, do you have any more keys from Solderet?" Jin asked.

Picon shook his head. "That was all I had. But I know who has the key to the second tomb. Additionally, there will also be a guardian in the second tomb and an ingredient to reinforce Bradamante."

"Who has the key?"

The key to the second tomb was held by the most surprising figure of all.

Olmango, the God of Clams.

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