The Villain's Story

[Shore of the Capitol.]

Alexander was near the shore, all he had to do was not lose speed and fall into the water accidentally. Festul was right behind him. They parted the seas with their speed.

Alexander and Festul were currently running over water.

What they were doing was creating a small barrier of wind around their feet, this barrier repelled the water and allowed them to run across the seas. Of course, if they slowed down then they would drown.

Because of the Stunt Alan had pulled, He had to do this to get on time.

Alexander and Festul had run from Terra Damnum to the Capitol. They traversed thousands of kilometers over the ocean so they could reach on time.

“…Ha…”

Alexander gasped for breath. He asked Festul.

“Did I win?”

Festul shook his body to dry himself and answered.

[Yes, He should be arriving right about…]

What Festul was talking about was Lucas. Alexander and Lucas were racing to determine who was faster.

[Now.]

Right on cue, Lucas emerged from the water, drenched. He swam here.

“I wo- fuck.”

He cursed when he saw Alexander already on the beach. Alexander dried himself with wind and laughed at Lucas.

“Haha! Now you have to buy dinner!”

People around them were looking at them with awe. Lucas’s appearance was not so outstanding but Alexander appearing from the horizon running on the water was interesting to see. Guards were also coming here.

“Where’s that bastard…I swear I’m gonna strangle him.”

Grumbled Lucas, He was not particularly fond of Alan’s stunt. He swore to get his revenge.

“Same.”

Alexander was also angry with Alan. They would have been spared so much trouble had he teleported them here.

[He is not here.]

However, Festul’s words caused them to be shocked.

“What?”

Alexander questioned. Lucas had already gotten used to the talking dog. But the People on the beach weren’t.

“Did that dog just talk?”

“Look at its vibrant fur…Maybe it’s a spirit?”

They murmured. Their words annoyed Festul but he realized they were just ignorant, so the Monarch of Storms forgave them.

[I do not sense his mana signature. Alan Peccator has yet to arrive]

“Son of a…”

“…fucker.”

Alexander and Lucas cursed respectively.

“Of course, the one to leave the first, and HAVE the fastest mode of transportation is the one to not arrive…of course…”

Lucas complained.

“…”

Alexander was disappointed as well. Even he wanted to give Alan a good beating because of his ‘joke’.

“Let’s just go in then.”

He suggested. It was better to go to the city than complain here. Besides, they needed clothes. They looked like Barbarians with their scarred upper body and ripped jeans.

“Do we have the money? What about our Identification?”

The Capitol was the capital of Humanity. It wasn’t easy to get in.

Alexander showed a cocky smile and called out to Festul.

“Festul! Show him the magic!”

[…]

Festul cast a spell and opened his Spatial storage. He was a supreme being once, it was easy for him to learn the basic Spatial storage spell. Teleportation, however…was an entirely different matter.

Alexander took out his and Lucas’s Shield ID Cards.

“As for the money, we can just sell monster corpses at the Association branch.”

Alexander suggested as he made his way towards the gate. Lucas followed behind him.

Eventually, they reached the gate and showed their identification to the guards. Who was at the very least C-ranked awakened?

“…”

It had been so long that their messy faces were unrecognizable. If not for the unique mana identification of the Shield Identification cards…Alexander and Lucas would have been attacked right there.

“So this is the Capitol.”

Alexander marveled at the sights. Lucas asked him.

“You’ve never been here?”

Lucas asked.

“Nope.”

“…”

Somehow, Lucas felt a little bit of pity. Alexander had not tasted the delicacies of the Capitol…there were so many, Restaurants, sights, brothels Etc.

He put his hand over Alexander’s shoulder and whispered.

“Come on, let’s sell those monster corpses and go on a tour.”

Lucas truly had changed.

“…sure.”

And thus, their tour began. Festul followed them from behind.

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[Askolt City, Twilight Headquarters medical ward.]

Alan hesitated to open the door. He remembered the room number very vividly…

Room number 555, Samantha’s room.

He could already feel the power of the Phoenix from the room.

*Thump!**Thump!*

His heart thumped wildly. He…was afraid to open the door.

[Supreme Dragon of Chaos Suleras advises you to just open it. There is no need to falter.]

Suleras knocked some sense into him and finally made him open the door.

“…”

Alan’s sensitive nose was assaulted by the ‘Old Hospital smell.’ 𝑖𝘦.𝒸𝘰𝑚

He looked at the large contraptions around Samantha’s little body, which were now inactive.

This was probably for the better. Lest she would have built an immunity to the potions. Besides, Alan’s Phoenix Bloodline power was enough to keep Sam stable.

He approached her unconscious body and smiled.

Her…condition was now better. Her skin was not pale like before and she had grown her luscious hair back. The Phoenix bloodline was more potent than the potions could ever be.

He sat down beside her bed…and a myriad of emotions assaulted him.

Most were regretful and remorseful. Regret that he was a stupid, bad brother who couldn’t figure out the coordinates of Elvenheim.

He hated himself for it.

He found a note in the drawer beside her bed and opened it.

[I thought you would come here first. Your little sister’s condition is better and we have been taking care of her. We all have departed for the Capitol, only you should be left. Kazikato and Edward came before and you are with us. You can take your time but please do arrive before the convergence. I hope your training went well. Also, because it’s you please check the awards you received from the quest back in Aror. You would have probably forgotten about it. Also, come here soon, we have something for you. Regards, Maxwell.]

“…”

Alan read the note and realized. He was having a hard time reading the words, not because he was illiterate but because his eyes hurt. His vision continuously became blurry because of his excessive use of Dragon eyes.

Thinking about it…Alan had forgotten about the rewards from the quest.

He quickly opened his system tab and checked.

[Would you like to open your quest rewards? They will not be stored in the system after opening.]

[Yes/No.]

[Yes.]

Alan opened his rewards. Maxwell was spot on, Alan did forget. There were two rewards. The first one was…glasses?

[Item: Spectral Talentscope.]

[Rank: SS+]

[Description: The Spectral Talentscope is a pair of glasses imbued with ancient magic. Not only are they capable of enhancing your impaired vision, but they have another function that makes them extremely desired. They can see the hidden talents of people.

Upon focusing the lenses on another individual, the true magic unfolds. A series of ethereal, glowing threads start to weave around the subject, connecting them to various ethereal objects floating nearby. Each object represents a unique talent or skill possessed by the person under observation.

These talents are the hidden talents of a person, not discoverable easily. These glasses also have another function, they lessen the disadvantage of using optical skills. The reducing function depends on the optical skill. ]

Alan held the glasses in his hand and observed them. They had a modern look with a full black metal frame. He put them on and he could see more clearly than before.

“Can discover hidden Talents huh…”

He input mana into the glasses and focused on Samanthan.

Ethereal threads connected to a book and pen appeared, and a notification also appeared.

[The targeted individual’s talents are studying(Great) and calligraphy(Amazing).]

“Haha…”

Alan laughed. He wouldn’t call it hidden because he knew how much of a studious girl Sam was. He guessed that the rank beside the talents indicated the level or potential of the talent.

He messaged the unconscious Sam’s forehead and checked what the other item was.

A blood-red ruby necklace.

[Item: BloodMoon Pendant.]

Rank: ???

Description: A necklace that glows with the eerie light of the moon, symbolizing the power of ancient vampire bloodlines. It works well with females. The full power of the necklace is revealed when it is in the hands of a capable female. Particularly females that have an aptitude for Darkness.]

That was it?

Alan wondered. Well, according to the description…It wouldn’t work for him anyway. He wondered why the system gave it to him… Oh well. The Spectral Talentscope was enough of a reward, and he got a Title as well…

[Title: The one who repelled a Marquis.

Effect: Increased damage and resistance toward Demonic Marquisses.]

He put the necklace away but kept the glasses on and massaged Samantha’s forehead.

“Don’t worry…Just a little bit more.”

He barely stopped a tear from forming.

” I promise…I promise I’ll clear that tower and cure you…I promise. You can go to school and study again…and eat all kinds of sweets.”

But in the end, a tear still leaked out.

“I promise…this pathetic bastard of a brother will do it. No matter what.”

He pledged, a firm promise… He would clear that damn tower and get that wish. And then he would wish for an elven tear.

He would do it…No matter what.

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A/N: Get ready for an amazing arc. The Tower Of Trials arc commences!

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