After completing his tasks, Victor proceeded directly to Maple Villa, feeling fatigued from the intense battle he had just experienced.Upon the arrival of the next morning, Victor was abruptly awakened by a phone call from Butler Kain.Answering the phone, the resonant voice of Butler Kain conveyed, "Congratulations, young master, on your triumphant conquest of MidRidge."Surprised, Victor sat up in bed, remarking, "That was fast. You got the news so quick."With a chuckle, Butler Kain remarked, "The Parker family holds significant influence, ranking among the foremost families in all of Varisia. Keeping tabs on every development in a small city like MidRidge is a straightforward task for them."Curious, Victor asked, "Now that I've completed this task, what comes next?" He knew this call was not just to congratulate him. Butler Kain had once talked about a second mission the last time they spoke. However, he was not provided with the details.Butler Kain responded, "It's imperative
Mike's astonishment and bewilderment were palpable as he grappled with Victor's unsettling revelation. "What exactly do you mean by saying you will be dead?" he asked, seeking clarification.In response, Victor wore a sly smile, elaborating, "Essentially, I plan to vanish without a trace. Your task is to establish that when the fatal blow was dealt during our intense confrontation, not a shred of my physical form remained, as our brutal clash left everything utterly obliterated.""Mike looked puzzled as he asked, 'So, how do I go about getting my monthly antidote?'Victor responded, "It's simple. I got you a SIM card, saved the number, and I'll reach out when it's time. I might switch phone numbers, so your number needs to stay the same. Only I should be able to contact you on this number by the way."Victor casually tossed the SIM pack into Mike's hand, sealing the deal.In a moment of liberation, Mike drew in a profound breath, rising from the ground and striding away from the confi
While Victor was in the taxi, he noticed a face that seemed oddly familiar. The individual bore a striking resemblance to the Seventh Elder of the Warden Clan. However, a stark difference caught Victor's attention – this person's attire exuded a level of opulence beyond the Seventh Elder's usual style. Moreover, an air of arrogance surrounded him, leading Victor to dismiss the possibility that it was indeed the Seventh Elder and rather assume it was a mere doppelgänger.As the taxi continued its journey, Victor quickly realized that Palue surpassed MidRidge not only in size but also in complexity. The city's vastness hinted at a more intricate web of power dynamics and political structures compared to the relatively simpler setup in MidRidge.After Victor, Michael, and Malik successfully hailed a taxi, they collectively made the decision to check into a humble hotel. Despite Victor and Malik's affluence, their unfamiliarity with the city prompted them to keep a low profile until t
Victor grinned at Peter, expressing, "Believe me, I find your reinforcements quite disappointing. I expected a more formidable challenge; this is hardly noteworthy." Shifting his focus, he then directed his attention towards the four individuals who had arrived to support Peter."Give it your all or don't complain when you lose badly. Probably, I might not be able to control my strength and mistakenly kill you. It wouldn't be too bad though after all, you're my enemies." Victor said with a laugh.In the ensuing moment, the four men charged at Victor, delivering potent punches at an impressive pace. However, in Victor's perception, their swiftness resembled the sluggish movement of ants. With a casual lift of his gaze, he effortlessly sidestepped every oncoming strike."This isn't captivating; I crave excitement. Show me some action," he urged. As his demand echoed, Victor skillfully evaded a barrage of attacks, refraining from launching any offensive moves himself."Unimpressive; i
"It's truly remarkable, young man, not only can you handle your liquor exceptionally well, but your poised demeanor in my presence is even more commendable.""Most individuals, when faced with the prospect of standing or sitting before me, tend to exhibit either excessive excitement or palpable fear," Wayne remarked, a smile playing on his lips.Victor responded with a chuckle, "Fear holds no dominion over my life. If I were to meet my end due to a lack of strength, so be it. I refuse to succumb to cowardice, a trait reserved for the feeble.""Regardless of the formidable challenges that may lie ahead, even when the odds are stacked against me, I approach them with unwavering determination."Wayne chuckled while rising from his seat, "I have no doubt that someone of your caliber will undoubtedly uncover opportunities and create exploits in this city. Welcome to Palue. Should you require any assistance, don't hesitate to reach out. Take my business card."Having said that, he casually
The taxi eventually came to a stop at a junction, prompting Linda to guide them along a narrow bush path until they reached their destination. To Victor's surprise, standing before them was a lavish villa that exceeded his expectations.Overwhelmed by surprise, Victor asked, "Is this where you live?"Linda responded with a cheerful smile, confirming, "Yes, indeed!"Victor's confusion manifested in his words, "But you! Then why?" The precise question eluded him as uncertainty clouded his thoughts.Linda, sensing his bewilderment, offered a cryptic response, "It's a long story. I will explain later," guiding them into the house with an air of mystery.As they entered the house, it was empty so Linda led them through its corridors until they reached the garage. Within its confines, an elderly man diligently tinkered with various items, completely engrossed in his work.If Victor had not seen a picture of the elderly man previously, stepping into this scenario for the first time might h
Upon absorbing the narrative, Victor directed his gaze towards the mysterious mask, taking a thoughtful pause before raising his eyes to meet Samuel's. Inquisitively, he questioned, "Are you suggesting that this mask is crafted from an actual human face?"In response, Samuel affirmed with a nod, "Indeed!"Victor pondered for a brief moment, his thoughts weaving through the intricacies of the tale, before asking further,"Does this imply that the supreme god denied Magnus the justice he sought?"Samuel answered, "He got the justice he sought. The supreme God made him reincarnated and blessed him with the ability to reincarnate for a lifetime." "And for every life he was reincarnated into, he had been looking for the mask till now. I'm sure once he gets the mask,he will regain all his powers and the consequences will be a bloody war with the gods.""So right now, the mask being in anybody's possession will put the person in danger because the other gods are looking to get their hands
After concluding his business at Samuel's residence, Victor concealed his identity once more behind the mask, regaining the previous face he employed for discretion. Accompanied by Malik and Michael, they returned to the hotel to unwind.As dawn broke the following day, they departed from the hotel with a specific destination in Victor's sights—the residence of none other than Jonathan Wilston or rather the Wilston family.This was the very individual to whom Victor had encountered previously, and gave the dragon cauldron to as a gift during the auction.(NOTE: TO REFRESH YOUR MEMORY, THIS HAPPENED IN CHAPTER 51)"Hmmm, Malik, we are going to see an acquaintance. I'm not hundred percent sure yet but I think they might be involved in medicine. But like I said, I'm not sure, just a gut feeling." Victor said."Malik, we're on our way to meet someone, an acquaintance of sorts," Victor mused thoughtfully. "I can't be certain, but I have this intuition that they might have connections to t