Chapter 187
“Not only that, but as exorcists grow in rank, it becomes increasingly difficult for them to rise to higher ranks and build a foundation for each rank. You’ll see how the ratio of growth is exponential compared to the rate of resources you’ll need. And all of these resources can be accessed through the organization.”
Jenna stood up from her chair and walked up to the window. Looking outside, she could see the bustling clan market. Her eyes scanned the crowd, taking in the chaos of merchants haggling, customers bartering, and the distant hum of chatter that filled the air.
“Of course, you’re under me, so you will naturally receive some level of protection too, but that’s it. Unless you raise your rank on your own, there’s not much you’ll be able to do.”
“The Black Codex Federation has its own web, as you might have seen. That web is very important, and you can do most things through it alone.”
“You might not know, but we don’t often deal in Neden. Instead, we have our own established currency called ‘credits,’ which is the only thing you can use to get resources for yourself. You can earn them by completing specific missions that are also accessible on the Codex Web.”
“Lastly, to raise your rank within the organization, you can undergo a rank-raising mission. These are usually much harder than normal missions and are issued only on special request. Of course, to prevent members from abusing the system, the whole system is monitored by an AI, and there are penalties for not completing the mission. Ah, you must not know about AI, right?”
Jenna suddenly paused. Her reflection in the window, faint but visible, showed a brief flicker of realization. “It seems I was too engrossed in explaining that I forgot about your age. Well, it doesn’t matter much; you can ignore that part. Other than that, you should have gotten an idea about the basic system?”
“Don’t worry, I understood it well.”
Oliver nodded in understanding. He could fully grasp what she had said, and his mind was filled with all sorts of knowledge he could remember from the novel as well.
“Hmm. So it’s like this.”
Jenna narrowed her eyes and didn’t say much. She walked behind him and patted his shoulders.
“Wait here for some time. Let me get you your first mission and some equipment you might need.”
Before she left, Jenna smiled. “Also, don’t touch my things, or I will be mad.”
Oliver shivered when he saw her smile; she smiled like a fox. A playful threat, but one that carried an edge sharp enough to cut.
With that, she soon left, leaving Oliver alone.
“Haah…” Oliver exhaled lightly and went on to sit in her plush leather chair, bouncing on it for a bit. The leather creaked softly under his weight, molding to his form as if welcoming him.
“What material is this chair made of? So comfortable!”
He enjoyed the feeling of the cushion as he rummaged through her desk with interest.
Each drawer slid open smoothly, revealing an assortment of neatly arranged documents, pens, and other paraphernalia.
Of course, if she had told him not to do it, then he had to do it—otherwise, he wouldn’t be himself.
“Hmm? What is this?”
He picked up an old black pocket diary and fiddled with it before opening its pages. Unexpectedly, all the pages were blank.
“A blank diary?”
Oliver looked at it. The diary looked used, and it was quite clear that the woman was using it regularly; however, it was completely blank.
The cover was worn, edges frayed, yet the pages inside were eerily pristine.
Could it be a coincidence?
With the knowledge of countless novels, he could claim with one hundred percent certainty that this was definitely not the case.
The next moment, his eyes glowed with a strange light as the world before him burst into countless colors, becoming more defined. Things that were hidden were revealed as he glanced around.
The air seemed to shimmer, layers of reality peeling back to reveal hidden depths.
He could not help but exclaim secretly as he observed the room.
This woman had modeled the whole room with countless hidden weapons!
This was less of a room and more of a huge, dangerous weapon ready to be deployed!
What sort of plans was she concocting in this clan market?
If the clan were to know about this room filled with all sorts of dangerous weapons, concealing exorbitant quantities of espera inside, they would definitely not let this slide.
This was akin to a kingdom hosting weapons of mass destruction from another kingdom within their territories; they could be activated anytime and cause an unprecedented amount of damage!
Oliver’s pulse quickened as he imagined the catastrophic potential lurking within these walls.
Too risky!
This woman would be really screwed if this got out somehow.
Well, he didn’t have any plans to snitch anyway; he was just surprised to see her so well equipped.
Not only that, but he could spot multiple hidden entries and passageways extending to various places in this room.
Behind the bookshelf, under the desk, beside the couch, beneath the lamp… The room was a labyrinth of secrets, each hidden door leading to who-knows-where.
He shook his head and looked back down at the diary in his hand.
He couldn’t help but smile as text started to become visible on the previously blank pages.
‘So, she was using special ink.’
He started to read the contents, hoping to learn something about Jenna.
But as he read more and more, his brows furrowed deeply.
The content seemed to be deeper than he had expected.
Flap!
He closed the diary and took a deep breath. Closing his eyes for a moment, he thought about what he had read.
“Her purpose is this deep…”
He couldn’t help but say to himself as he put the diary back in its place and returned to his seat.
It turned out that Jenna’s background was far from simple. She had come to the clan with the purpose of ‘revenge.’