Wednesday morning had arrived and right now Adryan was in the bathroom sitting on the toilet while opening and closing his revolver.
This was the most interesting thing he could do since the internet no longer existed and he didn't want to read Fors's book either, playing with his revolver was the most fun he could legally do.
After 10 minutes Adryan reached for the toilet paper and at the same time, he couldn't help but insult Roselle.
Although he had brought back the much-loved Toilet, why couldn't he have brought the Bidet?
Despite almost getting used to toilet paper, nothing could beat the bidet.
.....
After washing his hands and having a heavy breakfast, the redhead now found himself once again in front of the Iron Forge.
Opening the door and making the bell ring as a wave of heat hit him in the face, a man's yell of 'I'm coming' rang out so Adryan simply stood there looking around the store.
Soon after, a black-haired man wearing brown blacksmith gloves came out with a sullen expression, but when he saw Adryan he glared at him.
"Do you have any idea how much it cost me to do all those ridiculous things you asked me to do?"
"Yes, I know, that's why I paid you" with a smile, Adryan replied as a vein began to pulsate in the blacksmith's neck.
Growling, he went back to his work area and grabbed a few things before placing them on the table in front of Adryan.
"Give me the money and your ticket"
"Here is Mr. Riege"
Extending his hand with the 5 pounds, the so-called Riege rudely took it out of his hand as he began to count.
Ignoring the man, Adryan looked at the objects on the table that he had asked the blacksmith to forge in record time.
There were several things but the most important at the same time and what stood out the most was a thin blade. The blade measures 10.5" long, 3/4" wide at the widest point, and 1/8" thick.
Lightly touching the blade and feeling its edge, Adryan couldn't help but smile dangerously. Seeing this, Riege moved a little further away from this madman, lest he stabs him.
"I am very satisfied with your work Mr. Riege, we will surely meet again in the future"
"It would be a pleasure to work for you sir" with a nervous smile Riege responded as he watched as Adryan wrapped everything he forged in a blanket and tucked it under his arm before walking out the door leaving the blacksmith alone.
"Crazy son of a..." he muttered to himself before closing the store and going to his room.
He hadn't slept at all to make that crazy person's order, so now it was time to catch up on sleep.
.....
It was 7:30 am when Adryan had gone to the Iron Forge to pick up the materials and he had returned home to prepare them to work with them in a moment.
Seeing that it was 7:50 am he only sighed before going to his room to pick up various tools and grab them while taking off his shirt with his torso exposed as he sat at his table to start working on his hole card.
An hour and a half passed like this and Adryan kept working, managing to reach 20% of finishing his project.
With a small smile, he looked at his work and couldn't help but scratch his head with pride, most of the problem had been the mechanism but being a sequence 8 'provoker' the increased ability to create traps had helped a lot in making the mechanism that could be considered a much more advanced trap.
Scratching his head a bit more, Adryan put everything away before dressing and leaving in the direction of Isengar's house.
Being in the public carriage, the redhead began to do some mental calculations about his little project.
If after finishing his classes with the Detective he returned home and focused solely on finishing it, he could finish everything by 9:00 p.m. or 9:30 p.m., it varied a bit.
Sighing he just looked out the window but this time he looked at the streets instead of the sky and he could see many people going to their jobs, he could also see homeless people,, as well as children begging for money and other children picking their pockets of careless workers.
'Land of Hope my ass...' was all the redhead thought as he watched all this with a somewhat dark expression.
After a while, Adryan was again in the living room of Isengar's house while waiting for the Detective with a cup of coffee.
Isengar finally appeared at the door and greeted Adryan. He smiled courteously at him before taking the seat across from him.
"My student, how have you handled the theme of ancient hermes?" asked Isengar in a very fluent Hermes.
"It's not as complicated as I expected to be a teacher but some words keep getting mixed up while I speak" Adryan replied with an even more fluent hermes while scratching his neck.
Faced with Adryan's hermes, Isengar felt again what the pride of being a teacher was, so letting out a little laugh, he grabbed an ancient hermes book while looking at the redhead.
"Don't worry, it's normal, so why don't we see what's confusing you and I'll help you correct it"
"I will do my best teacher"
"That's what I like to hear" answered Isengar in hermes with a courteous smile. Adryan also settled down to better listen to Isengar while preparing his notebook for any questions.
After school hours and some tea with Isengar, Adryan left the Detective's house to drive up to his own in a public carriage.
As he was approaching his house, Adryan stopped in the middle of the way to go to the market and get more tools to better work on his project.
Finally, the redhead arrived home at 3:30 p.m. and after eating a heavy lunch that consisted of meat, vegetables, and a little noodles, after washing the dishes, he went back to work.
After 4 hours at the table, the redhead felt the call of nature so he had to go to the bathroom to relieve himself.
Looking at the table that Adryan was working on, one could see how the blade from before was placed on some kind of slider along with various gears and thin tripwires.
Finally, after 10 minutes, the redhead came out of the bathroom and while drying his hands with a towel, he approached his work table.
Throwing the towel aside, the redhead sat back down and continued working as night came and he had to turn on a lamp to illuminate his table.
That's how 10:00 pm arrived and the redhead let out an exaggerated sigh before going to the kitchen to make himself a good dinner after a project that left him with a headache.
Now on the table, there was a kind of black bracelet with some kind of mechanism in the middle of it..
Adryan made himself a juicy dinner to celebrate that he had managed to finish and while he ate his mushroom steak he couldn't help but his leg was a little restless due to the excitement.
He still couldn't believe the fact that he had managed to successfully recreate that object, which is undoubtedly why a video game saga is so recognized.
After finishing eating, Adryan quickly washed his dirty dishes before returning to his work table to admire his achievement.
Seeing the black bracelet, Adryan placed it on his left arm, this bracelet ended a little before the elbow.
Still a little excited, Adryan flexed his forearm which caused a blade to come out of the mechanism with great speed and reflect the light from the lamp.
This almost made the redhead let out a cry of joy but before that, he stopped flexing his forearm which caused the blade to retract with a satisfying sound.
Now, this did cause Adryan to let out a little squeal of delight as he clenched his fists and raised them in victory.
The redhead had successfully managed to create the hidden blade of the Assassin's Creed.
This had been his main idea to be able to defend himself at the party since he couldn't take weapons to the house of a nobleman's son, although it shouldn't be too difficult to sneak some in. Adryan wanted to save himself the trouble.
Putting on his shirt, still with the hidden blade on top, Adryan went to his room, and standing in the mirror, he looked at himself.
With a critical eye, he couldn't see anything out of the ordinary before he flexed his left forearm again causing the blade to come out again.
Stopping flexing the blade, he hid again and Adryan gave an approving nod at this.
This would surely be a weapon that would accompany him in many places since it is very discreet and a surprise weapon above all.
Now he wouldn't be unarmed when someone managed to take his hunting knife or revolver out of his hands.
No one would expect a hidden blade to appear when it appeared that he was unarmed.
Even looking in the mirror, Adryan still wasn't so sure what provoked him to create the hidden blade to defend himself in case something happened at the party.
Adryan only hoped this was paranoia speaking as there was no way anyone was crazy enough to attack the mansion of a major noble's son during a party where there would no doubt be a decent amount of Beyonder guards to say nothing of the officials.
This kind of thing made him regret not having such an active spirituality as a monster that can warn him of these hidden problems, the only thing he could do was be a prepared paranoid than a clueless jerk.
He urgently needed to advance to sequence 7 'pyromaniac' in order to have a lot of ways to defend himself.
After all, what better way to be prepared than to be strong enough that those hidden dangers have a harder time dealing with him.
Shaking his head, the redhead simply yawned a little and went to his bed to sleep.
He hadn't gotten the sequence 7 potion formula yet so all he could do was swallow all those stupid ideas for later and deal with the present.
He was still a little Sequence 8 who had not yet digested all his potion and had the idea of becoming Sequence 7 so that he could face the hidden dangers.
That was a stupid idea that wasn't possible yet, so what he had to do was be a paranoid man who was ready for anything and didn't have to hesitate to run away to become even stronger next time.
His current objective was to digest the provoking potion but that would happen next week after he completely healed his broken rib, just after that, he would get the formula for sequence 7 'pyromaniac' but as he had already said there was still a long way to go before reaching that point.
"Let's focus on the present first..."
It was what he said in a whisper before falling asleep with the red light of the moon illuminating the street.