Chương 30: History of the Medal and an unexpected situation...

"Deal."

Oliver accepted the money; he believed it should be enough to buy him at least one artifact from the auction.

There was a particular reason he did not take the artifact for himself.

Yes, one of the reasons for that was that he wanted to purchase something from the auction and did not currently need the medal.

The second and most important reason was that he knew about the bad side-effects this medal had.

[Medal of Eternal Pain], with such an ominous name, had a dark history associated with it, as explained briefly in the novel.

It was told in the novel that this artifact was originally found by a camper when he visited an ancient forest with the intention to explore.

At first, the camper was not sure about the forest; it was rumored to be famous for its notorious death rates and ghostly activities, as claimed by the nearby residents.

He wanted to prove everyone wrong and become famous. He knew of demons and exorcists yet refused to believe that something dangerous would be in the forest. He wanted to try something that no normal human had ever done before...

But as he went forward, ironically towards the same direction where he found a broken skull, he started to encounter strange things. He didn't think the skull belonged to a human; it could have been animal remains.

His mind would sometimes hallucinate about things that shouldn't exist in the world; very dark thoughts started to cloud his mind as he went on silently.

He was unaware that he was being affected by something; his mind was distracted towards a particular direction.

It became even worse when he started to find strange dead bodies one by one; all those corpses had signs of extreme torture being performed.

The corpses were rotting, but their state was beyond tolerable for the camper; he puked blood, yet strangely enough, he wanted to keep going, and he did. It was as if all of this around him was just another imagination.

The number of corpses he encountered started to increase, to the point that he could probably stack them up to form a small hill.

All of them had expressions of pain; it was clear that none of them had received a peaceful death.

The strange hallucinations in his mind intensified.

Scenes of an unknown cannibalistic tribe flashed through his mind one after another.

A tribe that was savage, cruel, and inhuman; they were demons or humans, he didn't know. They messed with something that they shouldn't have and it spilled their doom.

He soon reached a broken shrine, and in the middle of everything, he found the medal.

Whispers in his ears prompted him to take the medal, and he did, quickly leaving the area. But alas, he couldn't even leave the forest as he slowly died.

The medal clawed at his soul as he kept walking, unbeknownst to him; he was in severe pain, but his legs refused to stop, and he died at the edge of the forest, where people saw him and retrieved his belongings.

And thus, the medal was also brought out into the world.

Wherever the medal went, it brought misfortune, pain, and death.

It was cursed.

The souls of humans were like fuel to the artifact.

People would get intoxicated by the allure of its power only to die miserably in the end.

If that was it, then there was no problem, but the real problem was that every person who once owned this artifact caused irreversible damage to their surroundings.

Conducting mass murder, spreading blood, experimenting with torture… all sorts of inhuman acts were performed by the owners of this artifact.

It was not until a group of people called for an expert exorcist to help them…

The exorcist took the artifact in his hands and instantly felt the immense dark espera inside the thing.

He foresaw the danger it posed to both normal humans and exorcists and thus decided to seal the artifact and keep it in his home.

He didn't destroy the artifact; he believed as long as someone used it limitedly without being consumed by the strange artifact, they could use it against demons in the war.

The exorcist himself had participated in multiple wars and was thus not afraid of the curse within the artifact like normal humans.

But unfortunately, later the exorcist was killed by demons when they ambushed him in his home, destroying his village alongside him.

Since then, the sealed artifact was lost; it was nothing more than an ordinary medal to normal humans.

The exorcist, in his time, had only recorded what uses the artifact had; he never thought to write down the dangers associated at that time.

But over the centuries, those records became blurred and not believable.

And thus, people now only knew about what powers this artifact carried, not what dangers it had.

In fact, since most of them had never seen the artifact personally, no one believed it existed, and only thought it was just a hoax artifact crafted out of someone's imagination.

This was why Oliver wanted to trade this artifact for money; the risk associated was too great considering he was not even strong enough to handle a single use of this artifact.

"Well then. You can collect the money from the reception; she will add it to your card. Oh wait, do you even have a bank account to transfer the money?"

She asked curiously, to which Oliver shook his head.

"Then how are you going to access the money?"

She looked at him speechlessly.

Actually, he himself had not thought of this matter; he thought that at the time he purchased something from the auction, he could directly hand them the card to deduct the amount.

But having a personal account should ease things in the future…

He looked at the smirking woman and sighed.

No, he'd rather do it himself than ask her; she was a terrifying person, and having less contact with her would be better.

'And I don't even know her from the novel, so she must be a minor overpowered character.'

Oliver was sure that he did not want to mess with her lest he fall into serious troubles.

"I will see to it myself."

He said as he started to leave the room.

But before he could reach out to touch the door, his body froze.

He realized that his body could not move, no matter how much force he used; it was frozen still in place.

"Did I allow you to leave?"

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Chương 31: Nadia was suspected?

"Did I allow you to leave?"

A cold voice sounded from behind him.

'Fuck…'

Oliver's back was drenched in cold sweat as he realized what was going on.

She was using her espera to lock him in his place, and since he had almost close to none espera, he was unable to feel the flow.

Fortunately for him, she was using a minimal amount of force so as not to crush him by accident.

"What do you want?"

He could not help but ask involuntarily, wanting to know the accursed reason why she was stopping him from leaving.

"What do I want now?" She leaned on her desk, holding her chin in her hand as she observed his back.

"Hmm…"

To be honest, she was not sure herself about what she wanted from him either.

It was more like an intuition of sorts of hers… it told her that she should not let Oliver leave.

She had been in the world of business for many decades; she had a very sharp intuition whenever it came to deals that generated massive profits.

And right now, it had been tingling in Oliver's presence since he entered the room, but it became excessive when he casually took out the [Medal of Eternal Pain] so she just stopped him.

She frowned when she could not think of a proper response. This made her a little irritated, given his small age and childish bearing; she was unsure of what to ask for. It was not often that she felt troubled.

She could not keep him here for long either.

This was a young master from the main lineage of the clan; no matter how useless he was, he shared their reputation and name even if he had an insignificant contribution.

There would be complications if he kept him here for no reason.

Suddenly her eyes lit up, as she tapped on her desk slightly and Oliver's body moved on its own as he came face to face in front of her.

They both looked into each other's eyes, Oliver felt she was quite beautiful but she was a devil so he didn't care.

The woman also felt that Oliver's features were quite delicate and cute, especially his eyes; for some reason, they seemed to draw her towards them with a mysterious charm.

'Does he have some sort of special eyes?'

She made a wild guess, that would explain to her how he was able to sort out artifacts from the trash.

More importantly, she was quite immune to charm and mind-affecting techniques, but she felt a strong force of attraction to his eyes which made her feel she had guessed correctly.

Or maybe he had a special constitution...

'As expected, he should be a perfect fit.' She thought of something and her eyes once again focused on him.

Her lips curled and she had an expression that made others feel that she was about to offer something great, she said,

"Do you want to join the Black Codex Federation?"

"No."

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Far from the market in the central area of the clan was Nadia's courtyard.

In the courtyard, there was a metal dummy placed; the metallic body resembled a human body.

In front of the metal body, there she was standing with a calm expression.

In her left hand, she was holding a long red rapier with a golden tip; it was an ordinary rapier but was made by a fine blacksmith.

It was no artifact, just a slightly strong rapier to use.

She looked at the metallic dummy with a serene expression, her eyes devoid of any emotion.

She gripped the rapier's body and disappeared from her spot.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A loud series of banging sounds were heard before Nadia reappeared on her spot.

She was still holding the rapier, and nothing had changed on her expression.

However, in the next moment, the metal dummy, which was intact just a moment ago, suddenly broke down into pieces.

The cuts were all made at weaker joints with fine precision and controlled strength showing her level of handling the weapon.

She glanced at the broken dummy and then to her rapier.

'I should be able to master this technique in a few weeks worth of time.'

She thought and closed her eyes.

This rapier technique was called [Press of the Liberty], and it was a powerful rapier technique that had the capability to pierce through tough metals and armors like paper.

She was about to practice and revise another martial arts technique when she suddenly heard a small clap.

Clap!

She froze and looked behind her instantly…

Behind her was the most terrifying existence she had ever known.

Her mother…

Ophelia had appeared behind Nadia without her noticing anything. It was unknown for how long she had been behind her, concealing her presence.

Nadia's eyes shone in a strange light as she met her mother's eyes. She unconsciously used her [Abyss Eyes] whenever in the presence of her mother—it just showed that her body felt uneasiness and instinctively used means to protect itself.

Ophelia was wearing a white kimono with black design patterns; her graceful figure was properly emphasized by the dress.

Her silver eyes was as cold as usual; it was unknown what was on her mind. She did not care about her daughter using special eyes knowing it could not pose her a threat.

Although she was clapping, there was not even a hint of happiness on her face. Her face, which resembled Nadia a lot, was a whole more expressionless.

"Mother… since when…"

Nadia said in a low voice, not bearing a hint of confidence she showed around others. At the same time, she also controlled herself and stopped using the special eyes.

"You have improved." Ophelia spoke a few words, but to Nadia's ears, it was the greatest praise. She did not even answer her question and directly ignored that.

Nadia lowered her head as she nodded a little; she felt happy that her mother acknowledged her growth.

Oliver's face suddenly came to her mind, remembering the scene where he gave her the elixir, but she quickly shook away the thoughts.

Ophelia narrowed her eyes watching her daughter's antics. She felt that her daughter was showing too much emotion and that was not what she wanted.

But she decided to let it be for the time being; Nadia had improved significantly as compared to the last time in killing her emotions.

It was normal; she was a growing child and all sorts of emotions and feelings would course through her. It was good as long as she kept eliminating them as they appeared.

Ophelia considered giving her special medicine to suppress the limbic system present in her brain.

The limbic system in the human brain was responsible for regulating emotions.

The medicine was something she had concocted herself; it limited the effects of the limbic system in the human brain specifically targeting the emotions while boosting the prefrontal cortex, which was responsible for decision-making.

The medicine had little to no side-effects, and it helped improve the memory as well. It would improve the person's ability to take quick rational decisions in intense situations

But she wanted to wait some more years before feeding it to Nadia again.

Nadia was still a child, and taking the medicine too much would reduce the benefits, if anything.

She had already fed her the medicine once so she must wait for the second round.

Ophelia's eyes shone in a silver light, just like Oliver's special eyes, unlike him, she possessed a special constitution and it was one of her abilities.

With that, she looked at Nadia. Her mastery over her eyes was far superior to Oliver's mastery.

Oliver was nothing in front of her.

One instant was all it took for Ophelia to analyze as her eyes narrowed once again.

She noticed something abnormal about her daughter's body.

She calmly looked at Nadia with a piercing gaze and then said in a cold voice…

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