Chapter 229 229:An Oldman's folly
Just after he cut the call, a slight dizziness assaulted his vision coupled with a terrifying headache followed by a shiver making his body tremble in fright.
"Why am I feeling so cold all of a sudden?
"The symptoms are starting even though the time is not up. This thing is terrifying."
Lucas wiped the beads of sweat and put the phone in the storage ring. He was sure that this thing might be quite useful if it landed in Scotch's hands.
Fortunately, this was a modern society otherwise he wouldn't have got such a chance.
Then he took a demon-shaped ring.
It was called the Ring Of Wrath.
Staring at it carefully, he remembered that it was a set item and the other part was going to be auctioned in Ralph after a few months which should fall in time during the Tournament.
He then bit his finger and dropped some blood on the ringer. The ruby-coloured gem over it absorbed the blood and glowed with a faint crimson shimmer.
"Finally, I got a cheat." Lucas tried to contain his excitement and looked down with a hearty smile.
"For my first undead. Seph, I choose you."
Lucas pressed the ring on Seph's head and used the spell required to activate the thing.
[Undead Creation:Swallow]
Swish!
Lucas' body jerked as he felt a large amount of mana forcefully pulled away from his body making his expression pale as the amount of mana drained from him was too much to the point that his mana reservoir almost became empty.
"Damn!"
Lucas letting out a shriek took out a mana potion and immediately gulped it but as soon as he chugged it down, the mana that appeared in his body was cut down by half.
Meanwhile, changes took place in Seph's body.
His skin mottled, becoming rotten and putrid. His eyes became hollow consumed by a greenish aura and all the hair on his body fell off.
From being a man with a country-toppling beauty Seph's face became that of a rotten piece of meat.
"Truly a befitting ending for a wicked person like you." Lucas sneered and pulled the undead ghoul into the Ring Of Wrath.
The ring operates on two spells. The first one is [Undead Creation:Swallow] which creates an undead and the second spell is [Undead Extraction:Exit] to release or store the undead.
"If I hadn't taken up the pill, I might have been sucked dry and fell here."
Lucas then glanced around the place. It had traces of the battle and his mana, so if someone investigated through the mana, he might be tracked down.
"After taking care of the blood stains, let's just bomb the place."
Arranging things and placing bombs all around, he made his way out to the back door.
Behind one of the shelves, he pushed a brick following which a creaking sound echoed, and the wall beside the shelf bifurcated and another passage appeared.
Lucas stepped in and walked through the dark passage then emerged from the sewage.
Glancing around, he saw a metallic stair leading up but the distance between them was filled with trashy fluid of the sewage emitting a foul odour.
"What types of things do I have to do?"
Lamenting about his cruel fate and bracing himself, he swam to reach the stairs and walked up.
Emerging out from an embankment, he saw the beautiful night sky with the moon almost reaching down to the horizon.
The place was filled with tranquillity and solace.
'I should blow it up now.'
After retreating to a safe distance, he pulled out his smartwatch.
On opening it he saw a message from the Academy.
[We apologize for the inconvenience for the unfortunate accident and our failure to handle it properly. Deciding in favour of students, the Academy is closed off for 5 days for the students to recuperate and calm down.]
"It was three days in the original timeline compared to this time where the casualties were quite low
"Hmm! Maybe because students were affected more."
Swiping it, Lucas opened the app and entered the code that allowed him to control the bomb's detonation.
Lucas had hardly raised his arm to click on detonate when he felt a soft touch over his shoulder.
"...."
"Ahhhh!"
A subconscious shriek escaped from his lips as he jumped back while drawing his sword but his motion halted seeing an old man.
The old man just had a piece of turban wrapped around his waist reaching down his knees. His upper half was naked.
He had a long white unkempt beard and sunken hollow dark eyes. His skin was ragged, almost touching the bones.
The old man stared at the boy with moist eyes and made a hand sign by bringing his hands close to his mouth.
"Foo...Food."
However, Lucas' mind ignoring all this was running at high speed with his body in full alert mode.
'How...How did he get close to me without me knowing anything?'
'Is it because he is a common man? No, that shouldn't be the case.'
Many questions flashed in his head and his eyes flashed with weariness because if a person could sneak in easily without alerting him then that meant, that person might be able to kill him.
Seeing the boy standing stiffly, the old man spoke with a bitter expression.
"Sir, please have mercy and give me some food. I haven't eaten for a week."
"Please help me and God's blessing will be with you."
Seeing an old man acting indignant, Lucas felt conflicted for a moment.
It was then a sudden thought came into his mind and he channeled his mana.
To his horror, he found that he wasn't able to do it properly.
Lucas's heart skipped a beat and as he attempted to feel the mana in the surroundings, he found that he wasn't able to.
'It seems this is the reason I wasn't able to sense this guy. Still, I can't let down my guard.'
Pondering over it for a bit, Lucas pulled out a small package of ready-made food he always kept with him and passed it to the old guy.
"Oh my, you are such a thoughtful person Sir." The old man's eyes beamed and he snatched the package from Lucas and tearing it started gobbling things to quench his hunger.
"By the way, what are you doing here late at night?"
"I came to clean the rats inside the sewage." Lucas answered with a blank expression.
"Ohh!" The old man looked at Lucas from head to toe, drenched in filth.
"You are a hard worker, Sir."
"You had to work till late at night to clear the mess left behind by others."
Lucas' brows furrowed feeling that the man was hinting at something but seeing those hungry eyes gobbling the food it was hard to fathom.
'I shouldn't take things lightly and if possible I should get out of here. '
'My senses have always been sharp for some reason but they aren't screaming of danger at the moment however I have a subtle feeling that this old man with half a foot in the coffin isn't simple.'
He was even prepared to send an emergency signal along with the man's photo in case he got attacked.
"Okay, then I have to leave." Lucas turned around and ran trying to get away from him as soon as possible.
"Wait! Sir..."
The old man was startled and shouted, "Sir, I will remember this favour and promise to repay you in the future!!"
Seeing the boys disappearing back, the old man kept down the piece of roasted meat and sighed.
The moment Lucas disappeared, a loud explosion struck around the vicinity.
BOOM!
The old man looked around and then with a bitter smile waved his hand.
The energy of the explosion disappeared along with the sound and everything became silent once again.
If Lucas had been there to see this scene, he might have screamed in horror.
"....Nowadays kids are always in a hurry. They don't have time to take care of their elders."
"However, it was quite an interesting meeting."
The old man's lips curled upward and soon his appearance changed.
The man took a step and his figure vanished out of thin air.
Like a comet, his future hot into the air and appeared in a majestic place.
His hunched back, straightened up and his frail body bulged with muscles.
Contrary to his previous appearance, the man's height reached 7 feet and he was adorned with luxurious noble attire.
With a long cascading beard and half-white hair, the man looked in his 60s but if one looks at the pages of history one will find that he was one of the oldest living giants in today's society.
With a faint smile hanging over his lips, he walked into the room filled with photos and his gaze lingered on a frame where a man with silvery hair was laughing with a golden-eyed grey-haired man.
Then his eyes moved towards another frame where a small boy with black hair and golden eyes was trying to control the particles of sand.
"It's been so long. Decades had become centuries, still, I feel as if this was tomorrow."
Then his gaze went back to a white-haired man.
"Mash, your family has given birth to another monster and he is already quite capable."
Thinking about today's incident, he chuckled.
"It seems, I am going to have another headache taking care of another shit. Teaching Leo already made half of my hair white. I might become old if I teach him under that girl's eyes."
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