When the morning arose, a man donned in violet aristocratic clothes was enjoying his aromatic tea while basking in the gentle sun rays while sitting in an open balcony of an enormous manor.
Beside him, sat an old man with a white beard, reading the newspaper as he took small sips of the tea in between.
“Not going to train today?” asked Albestros as he turned a page and continued reading.
“I feel like I should take a day off. I haven’t been very active with our company’s work so I think it’s about time I went to overlook how things have been going in my absence.” replied Kahn.
Albestros then looked at the young man again with a curious gaze and asked in a soft tone.
“Something feels different about you. It’s like the aura around you seems more refined and on a different level. It’s the quality of mana in you that has undergone some kind of transformation.” spoke the grandmaster blacksmith.
“Haha, I see. So even you, who has only a decent understanding of magic can feel the difference. I wonder what would happen if there was a mage to be around?” chuckled Kahn.
The next second, three sets of footsteps were heard as 3 individuals walked up the stairs and entered the balcony.
“What is it?” asked Kahn to the new additions.
The three individuals were none other than Omega, Ronin & Ceril.
“My Lord, we wanted to discuss something with you.” said Omega.
“Then speak.” he said.
“I’m not sure if it’s a good idea to say it here in front of sir Albestros.” spoke Ronin in a benign tone.
“No worries. He’s one of us already.” said Kahn with a gentle smile.
“My Liege, there’s something we have been doing in the past two months without your knowledge. We did not wish to disturb your training or burden you in any way, so we chose to withhold this information from you.” said Ceril in a stern voice.
“Speak already. I don’t have an entire day.” said Kahn in an irritated tone.
For the next half an hour, the three subordinates started telling Kahn about how they used hidden identities and overthrew an underworld organization while killing their rulers and taking over their established empire, businesses and network.
And how they have been fighting and killing those who opposed them, including leaders of the opposition who tried to come in their way such as peak grandmasters.
Both Kahn and Albestros had their jaws dropped on the ground.
“YOU. DID. WHAT?!!”
His tone changed to that of anger and his countenance became that of an annoyed man.
“Why would you take such a big risk? What if there was some bigger force backing them? Even a first rank saint could wipe you all out!” reprimanded Kahn.
His gaze then landed on Ceril, glaring at him with a deathly stare.
“Is that why you asked me for the blood-oath token that day? I thought you only wanted to kill a couple of grandmasters but this.. This is way too insane!” shouted Kahn at the Necromancer subordinate who was hiding behind Omega, avoiding direct eye contact.
“My Lord, we took all the necessary measures to ensure that it would not be tracked to you or the company. You too understand how important it was given our current situation.
Even some no-name clan can wipe us out in a few hours given our current situation. This was a necessary risk we had to take for setting our foot in the capital.
Now, we’re not at least some nobodies who can be easily messed with.” explained Ronin.
After another long discussion, Kahn finally cooled off his head and threw his hands in the air as a form of surrender.
“Fine. Although the risk was too big.. It was indeed necessary. We can’t rely on our allied noble clans when things got worse anyway. If someone powerful targeted us.. Even these clans will avert their eyes in a different direction.
In the end.. The one we can rely on is ourselves.” he said with a long sigh.
Even Albestros agreed to their approach because he too had seen the disadvantages last time when they were targeted by the Chamber of Commerce and the first rank saint mage from the Vandereich clan.
After everything was explained, Kahn decided to return to his position as the chairman of the Bloodborne company.
After breaking through to Intermediate Rank Magician, something inside Kahn has changed for the better.
He now had a sense of inkling with mana, three times clearer than before. Unlike the past when he could sense the mana in the surrounding only by becoming a semi-saint rank swordsman… he could now feel the mana present in nature and felt an innate connection that allowed him to utilize it on his will.
After two months of strong training regime in various weapons and magic spells, his weapon mastery in spears, halberds, lances, whips, shields and archery had risen to peak master rank by practicing many combat techniques. He was already at grandmaster rank in swordsmanship, daggers and battleaxe so there was no need to worry about these three sectors for now.
And by eating SS Rank cores and mana ores on a daily basis, Kahn rose by 12 levels and he was now level 150. Along with the rise in rank as a magician, his effectiveness range increased to 20 meters from where he could harness the mana in the surroundings. And the total damage output of his magical skills and spells also rose by 30%.
When the evening finally came, Ronin told Kahn about how they kept bodies and cores of all the grandmasters they killed in the past two months.
And after all the subordinates gathered in the underground training facility, Kahn started absorbing their skills and then began merging these specimens with the subordinates.
In his case, neither their skills nor eating their cores could help him level up at a fast pace or improve his rank, so he decided to use all the bodies to help his subordinates as all of them could directly level up and get more skills after the synthesis procedure.
But even now, there were no suitable specimens for Blackwall & Armin this time either. And forcefully merging them with an unsuitable specimen would only adversely affect their classes and the future potential so Kahn had no choice but to leave the Guardian Knight & The Pathfinder class subordinates as it is.
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When midnight finally came, a grand welcome ceremony was held in the main headquarters of the Seven Deadly Sins.
That night, in their main hall, the six subordinates were sitting on their Thrones and above them, was a higher platform where a middle-aged man clad in black light armor and an epic rank bow on the side of his own throne sat with a solemn look in his eyes.
His grey hair on the side of his head and the long beard that had multiple grey strands were visible to see to everyone present in this celebration.
Hundreds of high rank warriors & mages who worked as the chain of command in this organization raised their glasses full of wine and alcohol collectively as they shouted together in a zealous tone.
“We pledge our loyalty to Lord Zeus!!”
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[[ Author : Reference Art for Wayne Manor in chapter comments. Check it out.]]