Villain of my own novel-Chapter 150 149. How The ’UNCHARTED’ Does Things.
?In a sleek white training room.
A handsome white-haired man, Eshwar, was kneeling down with his hands raised in the air, and next to him was a slightly less handsome dark green haired man, Henry, who was kneeling with his hands raised in the air, and in front of them stood a purple haired petite woman, Core, with her hands crossed, smiling, with a frown.
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"Why not just forgive Eshwar for this one time? I mean, he has returned after a two months break...." Louie said to Core.
"Huh?" Core however glared at Louie who shuddered and took a step back with a forced smile.
"Haha, ha, forget about what I said...." Louie said.
*
In a sleek white training room.
Eshwar, Henry and Louie (?) were kneeling with their hands in the air, in front of a purple haired petite woman, Core.
"Pfft, ahem." I cleared my throat and held back my laughter.
"....Pfft." Henry was in the same state as me.
"....this is unfair." Louie mumbled with a glum expression.
Then appeared our saviour with a crazed expression, Arngrim!
" Core! Update the new stock, oh! Eshwar! Eh?" Arngrim's expressions changed continuously, first from his crazed expression then surprised and then confusion. He was our saviour who appeared at the right time, or so we thought.
*
In a sleek white training room.
Eshwar, Henry, Louie and Arngrim (?) were kneeling with their hands in the air.
"...Pfft, hahahaha!!" I leaned forward, held my stomach and laughed out loud.
"Hahahaha!!" Henry joined me and laughed out loud while pointing at Louie and Arngrim.
"You crazy basta*ds! You should have warned me that she was pissed off!!" Arngrim grumbled because he felt injustice.
*
Four men sat cross legged on the floor of a white training room.
I asked about their recent activities, and what they did during my absence, despite the fact that they thought I was strange for talking like an old man, they talked. Arngrim was always focused on creating something new in his lab, Henry was busy with minor assassination requests and spending time with Core, and Louie was busy crafting new weapons and making tons of katana with the remaining materials for me, of course.
"Right, here. This the information on the one who 'requested.'" Henry said and handed over an envelope.
"..... The graveyard?" I frowned for a split second and received the envelope as I instantly understood what it was about when he said 'the one who requested.'
We basically hunt down our targets based on the request, it doesn't matter who or what, but thanks to Core and Henry, we'll have information on both the client and the target with us, and if the client turned out to be a vampire, they'll be killed alongside the target.
"Nope, seems like a thrall." Henry said.
"Hm, for me?" I read the information, frowned for a brief minute and grinned savagely.
"Yup, it's a request for 'White.'" Henry nodded.
"These trashy basta*ds, deserve to die." I mumbled, because if I combined both of their crimes, there wasn't a single crime they didn't commit, though it didn't really matter what they did, they'd be killed if they were the target or a vampire, the target had committed atrocities in the name of a guild master, while the client committed the crime for blood and pleasure, and all of this information would be released online after they were killed.
"They sure do." Henry grinned.
"Then, let's go." I stared at Henry and slightly tilted my head pointing towards the door.
"Mhm." He nodded and stood up.
"I'll see you guys in a bit." I smiled at Arngrim and Louie before exiting the training room, and my gaze was drawn to Core, who was staring at the monitors while her fingers flitted across the keyboard.
'She seems busy...' I walked behind her chair, roughly ruffled her hair and instantly dashed out of the room.
"Aahhh! You basta*d!!" Core roared behind me while I ignored sincerely her and dashed towards my room without looking back.
CLUNK
BAM
"Safe..." I mumbled with my back facing the door.
"Hmm...my room, how much I missed you." I jumped on my king sized bed.
My room was 30 feet wide and 10 feet tall, with a beanbag, a comfortable king-sized bed with three fluffy pillows and one small square shaped pillow that was my favourite pillow because it was comfortable to hold when I slept all curled up, an arm chair where all the clothes rested, and a small table next to the bed that would hold everything grabbable including, though unnecessary, a small dagger.
"Oh, now's not the time." I mumbled and stood back up, took out my suit from the subspace.
It was a pure white tuxedo with a black 'S' shaped label pin on the blazer's chest pocket that I purchased because it matched my killing intent, which was a snake, but.... Haaa.
'It can't be helped.' I took out a pair of white leather gloves from the subspace and chucked them on the bed.
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WHISTLE
I wore the white tuxedo with white gloves, whistled and nodded my head in satisfaction as I looked at myself in the ice mirror that materialized in front of me as I employed mana.
"Goddamn, I'm sexy." I complimented myself and took out my mask.
It was a white mask with silver borders that covered the lower half of my face and had a slit in front of my mouth with a razor sharp fanged pattern. I held it up to my mouth, and it adhered to my face as it recognized my mana signature..... That was supposed to happen, but it didn't stick...
"What's going on?" I frowned and suddenly a thunderbolt struck in my mind.
"My mana changed! Che, that was not good enough, again."
"My mana 'evolved.''
'Hmm, that was good." I mumbled.
'That's the only explanation, because many things happened in a very short time.....' I nodded in understanding.
SWOOOMMM
I employed mana on my left palm which held the mask, forcing the new mana into it because there would definitely be some similarities since it had only 'evolved' into a new one, so it should accept my new mana, that was my conclusion and I was right!
The mask freely circulated the new type of mana and shone(?) ...
Huh?
"Wha?" I mumbled while staring at the glowing mask. free𝒘ℯ𝗯𝙣𝗼ν𝑒𝗹.𝒄o𝒎
'What the f**k.....is happening? Though it was an artifact, it definitely wasn't an 'artifact' strong enough to be called an one, what's going on? It definitely isn't evolving..... Huh?'
"Is it evolving? Wtf? A growth type thingy?" I mumbled.
WHOOSH
DING
[Trait: Machine Parasite synthesized with the <White Mask>]
<White Mask> --> < White Parasite>
[White Parasite: [RANK: ???] [Type: Item (Bound)] [Skills: <Alter> <Stealth> <Link> <Modify>]]
