Leon sat inside a wagon heading toward his village, staring at a translucent screen.
‘Phew… This skill will be a little tricky, but if I can create it without the system realizing what I’m trying to do, it could become one of the most overpowered skills—especially when combined with others.’
He looked outside and noticed he was nearing the village.
“I’ll get off here,” Leon said, tapping the wagon driver’s back.
“Hmm…? But didn’t you pay for the full trip to the village, kid?” the wagon driver asked with a puzzled expression.
“Yeah… but I feel like walking today.”
Leon hopped off the wagon and began walking toward the forest where he had first woken up.
[Please pick a name for the skill…]
“Glitch Point.”
[Skill ‘Glitch Point’ has been created.]
[Rank has been set to ‘F’ by default.]
[State the use of the skill.]
[When used, this passive skill will point out small or negligible inconsistencies, errors, or weak points in anything. The accuracy depends on the user’s focus and knowledge. If the user knows nothing about the subject, the skill is completely useless and won’t display anything.]
[Processing…]
‘If I can get this skill… it will be a huge leap.’
Leon kept glancing at the screen while walking, but this time, the processing was taking unusually long.
“Oi… Dog, come here.”
A familiar voice rang in his ears.
Leon slowly turned to his left and saw Jack standing under the same tree where he had first woken up. Just as Leon had expected, Jack wasn’t alone. He had brought his two lackeys—a muscular brute and a thin, sharp-eyed guy who looked kind of intelligent.
[Processing…]
‘Fuck… Why is it taking so long to process?’
Leon stole another glance at the half-transparent screen in front of him.
“The fuck are you looking at the ground for?” Jack sneered.
“What do you want?” Leon asked, his tone serious.
“What do I want? I want you to get on your fucking knees and beg for your fucking life… or he’ll kill you right now.” Jack gestured toward his muscular friend.
“Well… that’s not happening,” Leon replied flatly.
“Oi, kid… This guy is the village chief’s son. Do you really think you and your family can live peacefully after pissing him off? Just apologize like a good little boy, and we can all go home—after giving you a good near-death beating,” the skinny guy sneered.
Leon didn’t respond. Instead, he simply raised his middle finger toward all three of them.
“I knew it… You’ve finally lost it. Kill him, Fred,” Jack ordered, swinging his hand toward his muscular lackey.
Crack-Crack
“With pleasure…” Fred cracked his knuckles and stepped forward.
‘Let’s do this…’
Leon focused on a small stone lying about 2.7 meters away on the ground.
‘That’s the range…’ Leon thought.
“I’ll knock some sense into you… fucker,” Fred growled, advancing.
As soon as he stepped onto the stone, Leon activated his skill.
“Blind Spot.”
In an instant, he vanished from Fred’s sight.
“What!?” Fred muttered, confused.
Before he could react, Leon’s voice rang out from behind him.
“Fucking giant bastard… Take this!”
A swift, powerful kick landed directly between Fred’s legs crushing his nuts completely.
Thud
The moment Leon’s foot connected, Fred’s face turned pale. His entire body seized up from the overwhelming pain. Not a single sound escaped his lips.
“Oh, fuck…” the skinny guy muttered, his face tense.
“What the—!?” Jack’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Fred instinctively clutched his crotch, his entire body bending forward. Leon seized the opportunity and re-casted his skill again in a split second.
“Blind Spot.”
He darted in front of Fred and delivered a brutal uppercut to his jaw with everything he had.
Because of the skill’s invisibility effect, Fred never saw it coming.
Pow
“Ughhh…” Blood and saliva sprayed from Fred’s mouth and nose.
Leon didn’t stop at that… He wanted to completely neutralize him.
“Blind Spot.”
He moved again, repositioning to Fred’s right side and launching a powerful kick into his lower abdomen.
Kick
“Gwahh—”
THUD
Fred collapsed, unconscious. His body had endured more pain than his mind could handle.
Everything had happened so fast that Jack and the skinny guy were left frozen in shock.
“Y-You said… he’s just a normal kid,” the skinny guy stammered, pulling a small knife from his pocket.
“H-He was… I-I don’t know how he’s doing that,” Jack muttered, his voice shaking.
“Well… let’s see if he can fight barehanded against a blade.” The skinny guy spoke as he took a step forward.
“Come on, man… That’s not fair. You have a weapon, and I’m unarmed,” Leon said, his expression neutral.
“I don’t know how you did that to Fred. It was impressive, kid, but this time, your little tricks won’t work.
I am a man with blade, and I’m going to carve you up,” the skinny guy sneered, tightening his grip on the knife.
Leon scoffed. “You call that a blade? Did you steal it from the kitchen while your mom was chopping vegetables?”
“You’re dead…”
The skinny guy lunged at Leon.
“Loose Grip.”
The moment Leon activated the skill, the knife slipped from the guy’s fingers.
Clang
“What the—”
Before he could finish, Leon stepped forward and smashed his fist into his face with full force.
Pow
Thud
The skinny guy collapsed to the ground, dazed.
“F-Fuck…” he groaned.
Leon bent down and picked up the fallen knife.
“Now… what do you think about this situation, man-without-a-blade?” Leon grinned, pointing the knife at him.
“I-I want to… run.”
The skinny guy scrambled to his feet and bolted, disappearing into the bushes without looking back.
“Well… he’s reliable,” Leon muttered sarcastically.
He turned to Jack, who was now trembling.
“Now, what about you, fat pig? You can’t fight or run. I mean you can try… That would be funny to watch.”
“S-Stay away from me… I-I’m the chief’s son, you fucking dog!” Jack stammered, taking a step back.
“You still have that cocky attitude, huh?” Leon kept advancing.
“I-I said… Stay the fuck awa—!”
Jack’s foot suddenly plunged into a hidden hole filled with sharpened wooden stakes, that Leon created three day ago to catch the horned rabbits.
Stab
Pain shot through his leg as the stakes pierced deep into his flesh.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! MY FUCKING LEG!!!” Jack screamed in agony.
Clang
Leon tossed the knife toward him.
“You know… they say that once the sun goes down, this area gets really busy,” Leon remarked with a smirk.
“W-What—!?”
“That might come in handy. Bye.”
Leon turned and walked away.
“O-Oi… Come back! Y-You can’t leave me here to die! I-I’m the chief’s son!” Jack shouted in desperation.
“Then call him for help, you fucking pig.”
Leon left the forest with a satisfied grin.
“Well… let’s go home and have sex.”
[Description Accepted]
Suddenly, A screen popped up in front of him.
“Nice…” Leon spoke with a smile.
[Author: I will upload two more Chapters today, If we can get 70 power stones. Happy reading.]