Chapter 8: Creation Limitations
With a sudden jolt within his body, the man that Claude told his message to, he ran off not caring about the consequences that came with this decision. Although the man tried to run, he was blocked off by an angry mob.
"Where do you think you are going?"
"Running away? I don't think so!"
"I am so hungry so just do this!"
The man realizing the temper of the crowd silently obeyed their commands. The whole group was given a piece of white paper and a pen. They all wrote their real names not daring to face the anger of the crowd.
Claude looked at everyone who signed and knew all their names since he has a photographic memory. After the agreement, Claude opened his home and let everyone in. Upon entering the house, there stood in the middle of the floor a feast for a king. Without any hesitation, everyone went in and ate the food on the table, even the guards couldn't resist.
Claude, however, didn't let all the guards even take a single nibble on the feast he created. "Now, go back to whoever sent you. You are all annoying me!" Disdain was spread all over his face and a snicker could be heard after he shut the door closed.
The guards could only report back to the 3rd princess. Hoping that they won't be executed on the spot.
After a delightful meal, everyone that took part of it eventually left only leaving a mess of Claude's house. He didn't mind it though because he already set his departure to later that night.
At dawn, Ken returned looking extremely exhausted but with information about the kingdom in its entirety. This sudden arrival made Claude smile a little bit as he could now understand what he is trying to face.
Claude treated those who served him quite well if they did a job satisfying him. With a weak stature, Ken sat down trying to muster up all his strength to not fall down while he did so. Fatigue and hunger contributed to his state as of now.
With a simple motion, Claude made another feast that was looking even more exotic than the meal that his neighbors had before. The meal was equivalent to a 4-star meal that chefs would be proud to serve.
The assortment of food in front of Ken made him drool subconsciously. The aroma coming from the food in front of him made it so that he could not contain his urges as he wolfed down everything. Ken did notice that there were a few empty plates but did not mind it at all.
There were 2 reasons why created this meal for Ken. The first being, it was to reward Ken and to strengthen his loyalty and the second being, he wanted to test out the limits of his Creation Magic that the system gave him.
Claude waved his hand and a throne-like seat appeared and he sat on it with his head resting on his arm. "It seems I can't create living things, well that makes sense. It also seems that I can't create imaginary things, well if I could then I could kill God in a heartbeat. I'll experiment tomorrow, for now, I'll see if it works on Ken."
A few minutes passed and Ken finished everything until his belly cannot stuff anything anymore. With a hearty burp, Ken rubbed his full belly feeling fully satisfied even though he suffered. His fearful and rebellious nature was wiped away as if it was never there. "Thanks, master!"
After observing for a few seconds, Ken suddenly slouched on the chair and mumbled out, "When I was searching for information I stole money from children. I didn't search for information at first but went to a brothel with the money first. After that--" Almost an hour of confessions were said as Ken's heart dropped as if he had no choice but to say it all.
Claude expressed a mischievous grin as he kept listening to Ken. From everything Ken said was related to something erotic or relating to greed. This was extremely good information on how Claude could handle Ken, all he had to do was satisfy those needs.
After telling Claude everything he did, his face then turned red as if he was blushing. It was an extremely uncomfortable sight, blushing like a school girl with a face on a grown ugly man. "It's working but I might have used it on the wrong person." Claude chuckled as he said this.
What Claude did was he used his Creation Magic to integrate the effects of a truth serum and aphrodisiac into the food. This worked and proved Claude theory on his Creation Magic.
Of course, Claude could just have had asked the system on the limitations and everything as well as information of the Kingdom, but where's the fun in that? It was something that the God of Games gave him and being a prideful man, it was a slap to the face if he used it.
He doesn't need help but considering that this was a world he was not familiar with, he would use the skills that were given to him to take everything on.
He came from a world where he ruled. He wanted to play the underdog for once.
"System, I recall you saying "others" what do you mean exactly?"
[There are other candidates chosen by the God of Games to compete. As of now, you are the weakest contender as of status. Please work harder and strive more to compete.]
"Other players? Well, this game just got a lot more interesting! I can't wait to play a game with them!" As soon as Claude finished his sentence while relaxing on his throne, a voice started speaking.
[Beware, every one of the contenders is all from other worlds just like you. Everyone else was just as good if not better than you in their own worlds. Based on their performance on how they developed their societies, they would be given head starts, the better you were, the more benefits you would get]
"Development? Not personal strength? HAHAHAHA! These players are basically just toys that the God of Games gave me to warm up! What did they get? Immortality? Time Freeze? Skill Absorption? Ultimate Strength? Ultimate Speed? Perfect Luck? Mind Control? SO WHAT?! If that's it then they aren't even worth my time!" Claude wasn't being arrogant, well he was, but he had something up his sleeves to utterly win against these. No one was safe from Claude's prowess.
After Ken's aphrodisiac episode, they both left the house with a man-made explosion and two dummies that resembled them. Strong enough to destroy the house but weak enough to not affect the other buildings.
"I gotta meet the king somehow."
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