Chương 12: Nurturing the target to get stronger! Finding treasures

Chapter 12

After taking his routine lessons, he was once again free, the cat had wandered off to somewhere so Oliver did not care much.

"Now then…" Stretching his arms, he looked at the sky with a thoughtful gaze.

"I should probably help Nadia achieve a milestone."

Indeed, after much contemplation, he had arrived at the conclusion that the faster he would help her grow her strength, the stronger he would become as well.

So instead of lazing around in the courtyard all day which was a bad habit, he decided to do what he could at the moment.

Although, his scope of operations was limited to the Mystic Purge Clan, there were still some things hidden here and there in the clan which he could potentially obtain.

In the original novel, those items were usually obtained by some minor characters, so he thought that he might as well give them to Nadia to increase her power.

Anyways, they were just some booster items he could spend on her for growth.

He had decided that rather than just sitting idly, he would help the main characters grow so he can obtain more benefits.

"If I know from the novel correctly, near the oak tree at the western area of the clan, there should be a huge rock, and 29 steps away from it just beneath the ground should be something that could greatly benefit Nadia."

He quickly finished his business and went out towards the western part of the clan.

The clan was a huge place, it was not an exaggeration to claim that their clan was no smaller than a city itself, just that it was secluded and not many people knew the exact location of this place.

The clan had everything one could need, it was a self-functioning city in itself.

The town was divided into regions; east, west, north, south and central parts.

From tall and traditional styled houses to shops selling weapons and food, everything was properly arranged in the town.

The central area was the place where his father, mother and rest of the siblings lived, along with them, the important elders or the important individuals also resided there.

His house was located in the east, just a little away from the central area, this was also probably why that most people were unaware of his existence.

He sighed, the world was really cruel but his family was even more, he was mature by mind so he did not care but had it been a real child… to be isolated like that from their family, it would have severely affected their psyche.

Anyways, his goal for the day was the western area of the clan.

He quietly left his courtyard and after an hour of travelling, he directly reached the specified spot.

He received a few strange gazes on his way, probably due to his symbolic white hair but he ignored them naturally.

Pat Pat

"It should be around here."

He kicked the ground with his feet and measured exact 29 steps from the rock near the Oak tree, it was an unimpressive spot that no one really cared about.

To think, there would be a treasure item hidden just beneath this place.

He shook his head and retrieved a shovel he had brought along him and started digging into the spot.

It did not take him long before he felt some resistance.

Clang!

"That's it!"

He threw the shovel away and used his hands to clean the dirt and soil away from the metallic box.

It was a small and ordinary looking gray metal box, however, the box gave off an ancient vibe upon looking.

"Body strengthening elixir… this is great stuff."

His eyes shone as he inspected the contents of the metal box.

Elixirs were potions that upon being consumed provided the person with a permanent advantage in their aspects.

Elixirs were a rarity and countless alchemists worked daily to produce one. Yet, it was not an easy feat to be achieved.

Only master alchemists with a fine control over espera and excellent dexterity could dare to produce them.

And each Elixir once produced was sold at sky-high prices in the market. The art of potion-crafting was ancient and was strictly regulated by the clans.

Even in his clan that had multiple strong Alchemists, an elixir was still a rare item to be obtained and people would send endlessly to get their hands on one.

The advantage was too great after all, who would dare to reject a permanent boost in their abilities, if someone was lucky enough, they might even awaken new powers through consumption.

In a world of demons and wars, for a hunter, such a things was priceless.

Alchemists were highly respected for this reason alone, they were known for their ability to produce miracles.

This potion in his hands was also probably the work of some ancient alchemist of the clan who might have hidden it for some purpose or just leave it as an inheritance for their future generation.

Unfortunately, their family either did not continue or this precious item was lost by them. Whatever it was, now it belonged to him.

"No it belongs to Nadia."

He laughed and went back with the box, it had been some time since he last met her and he was quite curious how she will react after seeing him.

'She should not attack me like last time probably, I made sure to leave a positive impression on her last time after all.'

With that thought, he went back to his courtyard first and stored the metal box somewhere.

The elixir was inside a long glass tube and was radiating a shiny and sparkly bluish color. It was quite beautiful to look at, one of the features of an elixir.

He carefully stored the elixir in the pocket of Yukata.

That's right, the culture that his clan followed seemed to be closely tied with the Japanese culture in his previous world…

Although now that the world had become plagued with wars and demons, the concept of countries and boundaries was now vague and everything where humans lived was considered a human territory that was under the rule of one of the 5 clans.

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Chương 13: Meeting the other siblings. Cruel brats!

Chapter 13

He made a trip to the central area of the clan once again, he was no longer restricted to his courtyard anymore and was allowed to move around.

But when he entered the central area, he felt a chill on his back, it was as if he was being observed by countless eyes.

He discreetly tried to look around and found that people were minding their own business, not exactly paying him attention.

'No they are definitely observing me through some means or it could be the hidden guards in the area watching me… earlier, when I visited the central area, I did not feel anything but now after awakening the special eyes, I can feel them.'

He instinctively felt the urge to use his special eyes to counter but refrained, he dared not to show anything lest he was taken directly to his mother.

He made up his mind and ignored the hidden gazes and moved along the street towards the courtyard of his sister, Nadia.

It was still some distance away, it should take him around 20 minutes to reach by walking.

He exhaled slightly, his entire body was tense from the feeling of someone constantly watching his every step, he could not help but lose focus again and again.

It was very irritating, he wished that they could leave him alone.

'It is as if I am some sort of enemy of theirs that they must keep watch on…'

Oliver annoyedly thought as he kept moving forward, he was already in the central area of the town, and all around of him were tall houses with entrances to the courtyards of important people of the clan.

As he walked deeper, the amount of people became less and less, signifying the importance level.

"And that's how I defeated them, brother…."

Suddenly, Oliver's ears picked some noises from ahead as he raised his head, and narrowed his eyes.

There was a group of people walking his way, they all seemed to be older than him, all of them were wearing traditional Yukatas, from just one glance at their clothes, anyone could tell they were lavish.

They were much better than Oliver's plain cloth.

'No way, why do I keep encountering troubles…'

Oliver's mouth twitched.

He quickly recognized them to be his older siblings, they were his two older brothers, the 2nd and 3rd oldest sons along with the 3rd oldest daughter of the family.

They seemed to be walking out to somewhere and he just happened to bump into them.

Although there was not much info about these side-characters, but from the nature of the clan and their upbringing, he was sure that they all must be trash among trashes.

'Pretend I didn't see them…'

Oliver tried to lower his presence, as much as he could try to do so, he hoped that they will just ignore him as a passerby and he could reach his destination.

Last time, he did not encounter any troubles at all but this time, he was met with all annoying things, from hidden guards to these siblings of his.

"Hey, who are you?"

A voice sounded from behind Oliver making him feel goosebumps all over his skin. He immediately turned around to see the 3rd oldest brother of his looking down at him.

Just one moment ago, they were in front of him and now they were behind him.

This level of speed was terrifying!

"This area and beyond is only accessible to direct family members of Mystic Purge Clan, don't you know?" The older boy commented in a plain tone.

'There was something like this as well!?' Oliver exclaimed. Sure enough, this seemed possible in such a huge clan.

"Hmm? Shane, look at his hair, why does he have the same hair color as mother?"

The third miss of the clan also came near and observed his features as she asked her twin brother, the one who had approached Oliver the first.

Usually, white haired people were only the direct family members of the clan, it was not that they all hair white hair.

But since Ophelia had white hair and majority of children inherited her hair so they were known by their hair color throughout the clan.

"Now that you mention it… he does share the same hair color, but I can't recognize him though?"

The oldest of the three also came forward and now Oliver was surrounded by them.

All 3 of them gave a strong pressure, it was as if he was surrounded by 3 ferocious beasts in the jungle.

"I will ask again, who are you?"

'What do I say…? It's better to be truthful here, it's not like I did something offensive that they will hurt me, right?'

With that thought in his mind, he calmly replied.

"I am Oliver, Oliver Mystic, the fourth son…"

Before he could continue, a powerful slap connected to his right cheek, the force sent him throwing backwards.

"Cough-!" Oliver coughed out blood, the inner skin of his cheek was peeled by the force as blood filled his mouth.

"How dare you say yourself to be a Mystic with that miniscule amount of strength, are you looking to die?"

The third miss was the one who had sent him throwing.

She coldly looked down at him. For some reason, looking at his face reminded her of someone strong so she could not help but be pissed and attack him.

She did not believe that he was their sibling at all, every single member bearing the blood of the Mystic clan's direct lineage was a living legend and so were their descendants.

A weakling had no place in their family and Oliver was the exact definition of weak.

She could sense that he barely had any espera inside him, it could not be possible that he had so much espera in his body that she could not sense.

After all, there were only two cases where either the person's espera level was too high or too low that one cannot sense it.

From the looks, Oliver was younger than them and therefore it was impossible for him to surpass them in espera quantity unless he was some exception genius which he clearly wasn't or else they would have known of such a sibling.

Impersonation of the direct family members of the Mystic Clan was a serious crime and demanded on spot execution.

"Get up and explain yourself."

A condescending voice echoes above Oliver as he slowly looked at them.

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