Novel Full 442 A Stalker Lost
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Out of all the criminals that turned into Lost, this was her first time witnessing something like this. Each and every single Lost was menacing and frightening, it had made her once wonder about the monstrosity that occurred to them and only the fact that Asher was the one in control of them that made her at ease.
Now the situation was different.
Kiana thought that Bordeaux’s change was different from all of the others. Her body tensed up and she immediately activated her gift, even without Asher’s consent.
‘Of course someone monstrous like Bordeaux… he’d end up in a state like this as well. Why does it feel like this individual can kill me in one go and I wouldn’t be able to do even a single thing about it?’ Kiana’s heart pounded and sweat slightly drenched her back.
The last Lost that transformed did not scare Kiana even with the man’s Gift but Bordeaux’s new form was exceedingly powerful.
The chains that bound Bordeaux to the table broke and practically crumbled upon his transformation and for a second, Kiana stepped back instinctively.
‘Asher… I never doubted the greatness of his gift that exceeds Legendary rank, but is there actually any chances that he might make someone who won’t submit to him?’ Kiana’s heart was stuck in her throat. She couldn’t take her eyes away from Bordeaux.
It was why she failed to see the way Lucius’s expression lit up at the sight of Bordeaux’s new transformation.
“Aha. It worked out well in the end.” Lucius said, but that was an understatement.
There was ranks among the Lost, and Thralls were a higher form of Lost than and there were other variants as well, and the one that Bordeaux transformed into one was exceedingly useful.
“Worked out well?” Kiana asked, a tiny hitch in her voice.
“Yes. Kiana. Watch and observe. Rise.” Lucius made an order and the former man known as Bordeaux rose up from the table.
Despite the fact that he was a huge hunched and hulking figure at seven feet tall, Bordeaux made no sound or single clatter.
Compared to Doyle whom Lucius needed to instruct to lighten his steps so as to not have his presence revealed, the sound that Bordeaux emitted was practically nonexistent.
‘Out of all the types of Lost that he could have turned into, it’s almost surprising that he became a Stalker Lost. He had talked such a storm and yet became a Lost that hardly makes a sound. I am sure that if he could complain now, he would have done so… and yet now he became a true weapon.’ Lucius thought.
Bordeaux the Mad Blade was deadly, excellent and was quite a terror on his own that Lucius was actually tempted to have turned him into a criminal hire similar to Arius, Carlyle, and Cohen.
‘However, unlike the three, he cannot be steered properly from what I’ve seen. A powerful sword that cannot be used and directed as the swordmaster wishes it to move to is useless, but now with his current form, he is nothing more but a precise and deadly weapon. A machine even.’
Lucius comparing Bordeaux to a technology tool was a high compliment. A smile curled on his lips that only became tarnished when a thought snuck its way to his mind.
‘I’ve rushed here to salvage his limbs and transform him into a Lost that it didn’t even occur to me that I should have upgraded his gift. It might have been better if his rare gift Bladed Fury was upgraded into epic rank before I transformed him.’
The way that Gifts turned into Hellish Gifts had their own way of changing into something useful and a darker version of their original gift which was why Lucius became a little disappointed that he didn’t raise Bordeaux’s gift rank to epic beforehand.
‘I have no time chiding myself on what I have or haven’t done. I’ve managed to accomplished this despite being rattled by Count and Viscountess’s actions earlier. Let us see what this man has now for me.’
Lucius activated his Gift Nexus and became pleased at what he read.
‘Tainted Blade Fury. Bordeaux now leaves a corrosive energy whenever he strikes something with his blade. He is already deadly before but now this is excellent. I must see the extent of this gift and how corrosive it really is… how would Bordeaux fare against someone like Bergan from his Band?’ Lucius thought.
“Asher…?” Kiana asked hesitantly. She had noticed that the young lord had stayed silent all this time and while she was more than pleased that there didn’t seem to be any dissatisfaction on Asher’s face, she was still cautious and even worried.
“Do not fret about him, Kiana. The results we have are good. His size is not something for you to get intimidated by, instead I would like for Bordeaux to have his own armor especially suited to him. You are the one who handled the Masked Legion’s armor, right?”
“Yes…” Kiana nodded slowly. “What kind of armor do you wish for me to prepare for him? I will contact the blacksmith and ensure that he will not be curious about the man’s height.”
“He is not exactly that tall. Baron Glintaxe was a tall fellow.” Lucius recalled but then shook his head. “Compared to the others, Bordeaux’s armor shall be light and will ensure that he can actually perform assassination without any issues. In fact, I am also considering just having this man be our main guard, although it might be a waste of his talents. With the other nobility visiting after Viscountess Blackshield and Baron Hugh with his family, we will be able to see just how good he is as well. Overall, this is a good boon for us, Kiana. Not just an armor actually, Kiana. Have a sword made for him as well, a whole set of equipment.”
“… but is this man really going to follow your orders, Asher?”
“Yes, Kiana.” Lucius said. “He is under my complete control. In fact, the things that he had been hiding during the interrogation? We can also get answers for it.”