Adryan was now alone, inside the boss's abandoned office.
Taking off his mask and placing it around his waist, he sighed as he sat down on the floor.
The last warning he had given to the Dynamic Duo had shocked them quite a bit but Fors caught on quickly to what he meant by that and not long after they left.
And now he was alone in the factory.
"Well, that was interesting what do you say Flora?" asked the redhead pleased as he took out the paper with the Apprentice formula.
"They are curious women, but the tallest one doesn't look like an Abraham to me" the woman answered calmly, her tone showing some curiosity.
"Wrong time, wrong place, and a lot of bad luck" the redhead answered nonchalantly as he unfolded the paper and read the formula.
_ Apprentice potion formula_
Main Ingredients
* 15 milliliters of blood from a dark-patterned panther.
* 50 grams of Blue Crystal.
Secondary ingredients.
*100 milliliters of pure water.
*5 milliliters of pink octopus ink.
*20 grams of Moringa tree bark.
* 10 milliliters of liquor.
'And a new potion for a future member~' the redhead thought with a pleased smile as he put the formula in his jacket pocket.
A Beyonder of this pathway is fairly easy to breed and grow...As long as it's not someone of Abraham's blood they'll be fine.
In addition, having a Traveler will be very useful.
The formulas of this pathway will be very easy to get because when Fors joins the Tarot Club she will have a connection with the Abraham family who have the complete sequence of this path.
The redhead's expression calmed down and his face became serene.
'I only have to get Sailor but that is solved with a talk with Alger.'
'So with the formulas I have it should be enough for my future team' the redhead thought as he looked at his hands.
The ritual of sequence 4 Iron-Blooded Knight was to assemble a team of at least 30 people, make them strong one after another, and establish a good relationship with them.
Being 30 people it was obvious that several pathways would have to be repeated and now with the Apprentice formula the distribution of the team was more or less decided.
'Depending on my need, the majority can easily be a Hunter or Sailor due to the ease of obtaining the materials, then the other part can be between Bard and Warrior, the fewest will be Spectator, Apprentice, Seer, and Marauder...'
The Warrior potion formula he would get it from Sasha, and the Marauder formula from Flora.
If he got more formulas in the future he could try to add them to his team but for now, this would be the distribution.
If he could choose he would like to have a Savant Beyonder in his team but that formula was controlled by the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery...
But there were Two pathways that Adryan would very much like to have and he could even get the formula for the Sequence 9 of one very easily but he decided not to...
'An Apothecary and a Planter would certainly be very useful, their potions and the medical knowledge they possesses could save me from very precarious situations but I just can't shake the disgust that the thought of having one on my team gives me...'
He felt a strong revulsion towards the pathway of the Apothecary and Planter.
This revulsion is a very potent combination of Knowledge Liquor, Paranoia Vodka, and Transmigrator Juice. All of these mixed in a cocktail so strong that it made Adryan adamantly refuse to even know the other half of the Apothecary's potion formula.
The transmigrator juice and knowledge liquor stemmed from everything he knew thanks to being a True Transmigrator, someone who didn't belong to this world. Thanks to this he knew what these pathways represented and to whom they belong and this gave birth to the vodka of paranoia.
He did NOT want to have a Beyonder of any of these pathways that could become a great danger to him and his team at any moment!
He knew this was just him but he can live without these two pathways for all he cares...
Sighing, he got up from the ground, put on his mask, and left the boss's office.
As he left the factory there was something he couldn't help but think about.
'I wonder how the soldier is doing?'
...
Glaint sat up with disappointment written all over his face this was hidden by the simple mask he was wearing.
'There's nothing again' the nobleman thought sadly as he watched the gathering continue.
There is no information on his Apothecary potion.
While inwardly lamenting his horrible luck, a woman dressed in a hooded robe and a simple face mask stood up.
"I'm looking for the Conspirator potion formula and the Black Hunting Spider's composite eye, does anyone have information on either of these two things?" she asked with a soft and calm voice.
Glaint's eyes widened in surprise.
'Black Hunting Spider's composite eye? that's what Adryan is looking for!' Glaint tried to take a better look at the woman who had spoken but he couldn't see any special detail.
A few days ago he received a letter from Adryan, someone whom he thought was dead because he had read that in the newspaper but it turns out that the man was fine!
He had informed him of a new place to send letters and that he was also looking for the same material that the woman had requested, he had asked him to check his collection in case he did have it.
Glaint searched but found nothing, he could only apologize to the man and tell him that he would use his contacts to search for it.
He also mentioned in the letter that he had asked Dutch for the same thing but the man had ignored him again...
'Ever since the party, Dutch has been more lonely...' Glaint thought, worried about his friend.
Seeing that no one had spoken, the woman with reddish-orange eyes did not become sad but spoke again.
"Is the lady who sells artifacts here?"
Nobody said anything for a few moments but then a woman spoke.
"Today there is nothing, you should wait for the next gathering"
Reddish orange eyes quickly located the person who spoke and saw that it was a masked woman dressed in a brown robe.
The orange eyed woman shook her head.
"I was commissioned to deliver a letter to you, it is from the man who requested the personalized artifact a few weeks ago." she said as she took out a simple envelope from her robe.
The masked woman was caught off guard for a few moments but then she nodded.
"The reason?"
"A new commission" was the short answer of the orange-eyed.
The masked woman nodded slightly and after a few seconds in silence she spoke.
"I can receive it, give it to me" the orange-eyed woman said nothing, she just left the envelope on the tray of a worker who took it to the masked woman who took it and opened it and read it.
'What's going on here?' Glaint thought in confusion watching this interaction.
The masked woman kept quiet for a long time but she folded the letter with trembling hands, placed it inside the envelope and kept it inside her robe.
"Tell the man his order was accepted" the woman's voice was slightly shaky.
The orange-eyed woman didn't say anything, she just nodded, and like that the exchange was completed.
Glaint watched all this, not understanding what had just happened.
...
Adryan readjusted his black glove as he looked at the building in the distance.
He had returned to Wolf Troath to better analyze the area.
He would come here every day until the weekend so he could prepare as best as possible for the attack on the Dead Shot gang.
"We're already here so what will you do this time? You don't have the soldier with you so what will you do?" Flora asked curiously as she looked around, doing what she could to do so.
Adryan let out a short chuckle as he shook his head.
"I don't plan to explore the street of the building, but rather to see what my escape route would be. Besides, the soldier shouldn't take too long to return" the redhead answered calmly as he jumped towards another building.
With what he planned to do, a ready escape route was equal to or more important than the plan of attack.
Cracking his neck, Adryan heaved a sigh as he jumped into an alley well away from Wolf Troath.
'There are many escape routes and many others I can create if necessary...'
'I'll just confirm a few more things in these two days and I'll be all set...' Adryan thought calmly as he leaned against the wall.
The escape routes were ready, now it only remained to wait for the weekend for the robbery and attack.
But there was one thing that annoyed him.
The number of Beyonders that the gang had in its ranks had yet to be confirmed.
'It's quite a big gang so it's obvious they'll have a few Beyonders, but I doubt it'll be possible to find out who they are until the attack.' Adryan's red eyes sharpened.
In the first investigation, flying over the area of the building with his spy pigeon, he hadn't managed to find any Beyonder with his Spirit Vision.
'They are likely in charge of the security of the tests and the security of Lacopa, their jobs would not be as basic as taking care of an empty building so they will only appear in the test.'
Lacopa is the name of the boss of Dead Shot. A chubby man with one eye bigger than the other.
'It will be very risky to enter without knowing what kind of Beyonders are in there, I have to assume that it may be several Sequence 9s, it is unlikely but I will not rule out Sequence 8s...'
'I'm a Pyromaniac but I can still die from a headshot so I have to be careful' he crossed his arms and began to tap his bicep.
The risk of entering a well-armed enemy's base with unknown Beyonders was quite great.
'With the artifacts I have on me plus Flora's help, if I do it right there won't be much risk but I prefer not to overestimate myself and not underestimate them'
In combat, the best thing you could do is to overestimate the enemy and underestimate yourself, so when the clash comes you won't be taken by surprise.
This is a golden rule he learn the hard way in his both lives.
'One slip and I'll have a bullet in my head so the best thing would be to have some extra lives' a sharp smile grew on the redhead's face, revealing his sharp canines.
It was time to talk with the glove~
Before he could continue planning the glove date, the sound of footsteps reached his ears, interrupting his train of thought.
Calmly, he turned his head and saw how a figure was approaching him from the other end of the alley.
From the figure it was a woman, she was dressed in a brown hooded robe and a simple mask.
Adryan smiled as he pushed away from the wall, the woman stopped a few feet from him, removed her mask, revealing her face, and gave a military salute.
"Sir! The letter was delivered!"
The woman's face was smooth, with slightly puffy cheeks and her hair a beautiful brown.
If someone from the modern era saw her, they would notice that she was almost identical to Elizabeth Olsen, the only difference being the woman's reddish-orange eyes.
Flora looked at the woman, she didn't know what to feel.
She watched as Adryan had summoned the soldier and instructed them or rather 'her' to go to a Beyonder Gathering to deliver a letter and try to get other things.
'He won't use these soldiers to relieve himself right? They are soldiers of his God so he wouldn't dare to do something so suicidal...'
The mere image that formed in her mind of such a scene sent a chill all through her body.
'I won't deal with this...' Flora calmly went back to sleep...
Adryan just nodded at the information with a smile under his mask.
'Now all I have to do is wait for the bell and I won't have to make any more altars~' the redhead thought happily as he asked.
"What about the formula or the ingredient?"
"No luck sir!" the woman said seriously, her gaze determined.
'I don't know what I expected...' Adryan wasn't disappointed by that, he just nodded.
"Good job soldier, you can rest!" he said as he raised his left arm towards the woman.
"Sir, yes Sir!" The woman responded and lowering her right arm, she took from her robe a large money sash and handed it to Adryan who stuffed it into a pocket of his jacket.
She then closed her eyes and began to decompose into golden dust.
This golden dust flew up to Adryan's outstretched arm and melted into it, as the last bit of golden dust melted onto Adryan's arm a tattoo was formed.
It has the simple shape of a woman.
Adryan concentrated and feeling the connection to the tattoo, he changed the soldier's settings and the tattoo took the shape of a simple bird.
' It was foolish to think that at the gathering of Teacher Isengard I could get something but it would be more foolish not to try. Now I only have Mr. A's party left on Friday and the Hermits of Fate gathering to try to get the Eye, and that's considering that Alger doesn't fail to obtain the Brain...' the redhead thought seriously as he began to walk.
There was just under half left to fully digest the Pyromaniac potion...
If these three circles failed he would have no choice but to hunt down Bakerland.
Adryan sighed as he continued on his way home.
He had a special date with a certain glove inside a beautiful city...
...
Taking off his worker's shirt and spreading it over the chair, Adryan was left with his torso bare, and without putting on a shirt he raised a wall of spirituality and began to prepare the ritual to sacrifice something to himself.
'I'm sick in the head...' Flora thought resignedly without taking her eyes off Adryan's juicy pecs.
Flora had just woken up but she remained silent without disturbing the redhead, all she did was appreciate the sight of the man's large and smooth pecs...
'This is your fault Rose! Your weird taste infected me!!' she thought annoyed but still didn't take her eyes off the cake...
Adryan unknown of what Flora was thinking, formed a small fireball that began to light the red candles and while it lit them, he took out the Burnt Band from his pocket and placed it in front of the symbol.
Kneeling, he lowered his head, clasped his hands, and prayed in Ancient Hermes.
"The Scarlet Monarch that burns depravity;
You are the Calamity of the Old Days;
You are the closest to the Oldest One."
"Your devoted servant prays for your attention;
I pray for you to take this offering;
I pray for you to open the gates to your Kingdom"
Distant murmurs reached his ears and Adryan began to form the sphere of light in his mind.
...
Opening his eyes he found himself back in the outskirts of the City of Calamities.
Looking to his side he saw the familiar pulsating flame, extending his spirituality to this flame it grew to form the gate of flames.
He could see himself kneeling and in front of him the Burnt Band.
He used the control he had and made the Burnt Band come through the door and float into his hand.
Feeling the familiar burnt texture on his hands brought a sweet smile to Adryan's face.
"I'd like to introduce you to someone if it's not too much trouble." Adryan spoke like a gentleman talking to a lady, he gently closed his hand with the band and placed it behind his back.
He extended his free hand gracefully to where he kept his things.
The smoke billowed and the familiar glove appeared.
He floated the glove to his outstretched hand and grabbed it.
Looking at the glove he saw how all the masks were crying.
And upon coming into contact with Adryan's left hand, they began to cry illusory tears, entering a loud cry.
The glove showed its clear disgust at the one who had hurt it.
At this, Adryan smiled sweetly and began to gently caress the faces of the glove with his finger.
"I am very sorry for the way I behaved last time, I hope within you you find the heart to forgive me" The softness with which he spoke conveyed true regret and it seemed that the glove could also feel it since the masks stopped releasing illusory tears but continued crying.
The glove had calmed down a bit but still showed distrust.
Adryan kept stroking his finger over the glove as he spoke very softly.
"I promise to treat you better from now on, I will never hurt you again"
"I can even take you to a circus what do you think?" A soft smile formed on Adryan's face.
The masks stopped crying and some even began to smile slowly.
The glove looked happy and even seemed like it was finally opening up to the redhead!
At this Adryan chuckled softly, still stroking the glove with his finger.
"Thank you for forgiving me little one, to commemorate our new friendship I would like to introduce you to someone"
More glove masks began to smile at the redhead's words.
A new friend? That was someone they could show new tricks to!
The bad man had changed!!
Adryan smiled sweetly at this and revealed what was hidden behind his back.
"I'd like to introduce you to the Burnt Band, a good friend of mine."
Seeing the black band, the masks that were smiling before now had expressions of pure horror.
"I hope you two get along~" Adryan spoke sweetly, his red eyes shining evil.
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I want to add in this part that I change the Honorific Name of Adryan.
You were right.
The previous name was flat, bland, and too simple.
It didn't represent a God.
So here is the new Honorific Name and I hope it is more suitable If not I have no problem changing it again.
<The Scarlet Monarch that burned depravity;
The Calamity of the Old Days;
The closest to the Oldest One>