Chapter 749 Finding Max (1)
Erik explained in details where and when he wanted the clones to go. He also told them what to do if they found some useful information and what not to do.
"Go now, we can't waste anymore time."
The clones rose to their feet in unison. June and Alexander exchanged a glance before turning to follow the others towards the exit. The room emptied, leaving Erik alone with his thoughts.
In the past, he was always the one who had to do every heavy lifting, but since he now had the clones, he could at least give the most boring tasks to the clones.
Erik didn't want to stay days in bars and cafes drinking or eating just for the sake of finding some info he may or he may not find.
Back in Testrovsc's Rest he often gave the task to people from his guild, occasionally to the clones, but there were still personal quests he did on his own. He couldn't create many clones back there, since where he found those powerful people would be the question on everyone's mind.
But now Erik had enough. He had enough of having to restrain himself; he had enough of having to hide. Since the Guild was so hellbent on capturing him, and the Blackguards already had the inkling there was something weird with him, there was almost no reason to lie low.
Arhythmic pattern started resounding through the stairs of the apartment building. 31 clones rushed down the stairs to complete the task. This chapter was first shared on the n(0)vel(b)(j)(n)platform.
June and Alexander led the way, their eyes locked onto the path ahead. Behind them, the rest of the clones followed suit.
Before long, they reached the atrium. Sunlight streamed in, casting long shadows on the polished marble floor. They moved too fast for the early risers in the building to register their presence.
Almost as swiftly as they had descended the stairs, they were out of the building. The cool morning air hit them like a shockwave, causing a few of them to close their eyes in response.
Before them lay a sprawling cityscape.
Alexander's promise echoed in his head. He was a newborn; he didn't have that much experience, but his loyalty to the Master was unwavering, as much as the other clones. Though, a particular spark was present in him, as if his sole purpose was to please his creator.
As he navigated through the crowd, his eyes caught sight of a group of mercenary guards.
They were scanning the crowd, their eyes darting from one face to another.
Their postures were tense, their hands resting on the hilts of their swords. They were on high alert, searching for anything out of the ordinary. These guys were likely searching for Erik.
Alexander kept his pace steady, his expression neutral. He was just another city dweller going about his day. He adjusted his course, moving away from the guards' line of sight.
<Get ready to die, Max. > His thoughts turned darker, a reflection of the mission's goal. There was no room for doubt or hesitation. He knew what he had to do, and he was prepared to do it.
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From the apartment, Erik watched as his clones departed from the building. He observed their movements, their purposeful strides, and their seamless blending into the crowd. It was only a matter of time now before they found their target.
Erik had every confidence in his clones, knowing their capabilities mirrored his own. They were his creations, extensions of himself. They didn't have the system, that was true, but all the time Erik spent doing missions for the guild taught him a lot, and they too had this information.
Turning away from the window, Erik surveyed the room one last time.
"Well, let's go to work."
Erik then turned on his heel and strode towards the exit. His footsteps were steady, his posture exuding an air of calm determination.
As he left the building, he was ready to play his part in the unfolding drama. His clones were on the move, and now it was his turn.
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