Chapter 460 Creating a Technique for the Demon Cult
Arthur returned home and did not sleep but focused on creating his meditation technique! There was one inside the memories of the Blood Monarch, which he started using some time ago; the 'Ancient Blood Demon Technique' was its name.
He couldn't share such a technique with Delphine or the other members of his cult, as they were incapable of practicing it!? That technique was solely for the one with the Blood's Monarch inheritance, so Arthur dismissed the thought of sharing that.
But it could still serve as a base for him to create a new one. What he needed was something with a similar effect to the Dragon Meditation Technique, meaning the users who practiced the technique would also grant power to the creator, which was Arthur.
He wanted to merge the two techniques so that the members of his cult practiced something darker while giving him more power. But, of course, it would work both ways, and Arthur would grant some of his powers to the users, but it would still benefit him.
That sounded simple yet was difficult, especially for Arthur, who, despite having an incredible level, never created a technique of his own! The Blood Monarch had made numerous techniques throughout his life, and some were recorded inside Arthur's memories, inspiring his creation.
The moon came and went, and Arthur was still lost in his research, with papers scattered around his residence, making the place look like the cave of a mad scientist. He made some progress in one day, but nothing too extraordinary, yet Arthur believed he would finish the technique before his wives and Delphine came to the city, so everything was happening at the right time!
Although his mind was tired, Arthur had a liquor store to run, so he did not even bother cleaning the room, leaving his house, crossing the street, and reaching his liquor store in no time.
"Nefion, good morning," an older man taking care of his garden said.
"Good morning, Steward. How are the plants? Are they growing with life?"
"Ha, you betcha. The pile of shit from Northern Horned Bufalloes was quite good, and the plants are growing like never!"
Everyone knew each other in that street, and one of the few people not groomed old like Arthur's current appearance was Helio, a middle-aged man who moved in recently with his family. His son, Jeran, would study in the same school Tracy would go to.
It was a quiet street with many amicable people, so it was easy to feel at home and make friends!? So Helio, for example, went to Arthur's store regularly, and his son already saw Arthur as part of the family.
"Grandpa Nefion! Good morning," Jeran said, running toward Arthur for a hug.
Jeran was ten years old and a lovely lad with short black hair and hazel eyes.
"Jeran, why are you so energetic this morning? Ahh, don't hug too hard, or the backs of this grandpa will break," Arthur said.
Helio was the one who spoke for his son, "it is his first day of school, can you believe it? Time goes so fast."
Arthur did not know the magical school's classes for new students would start so soon. Of course, Tracy would only be around next week, and she would miss some things.
"Really? Little one, work hard to make grandpa and your father proud," Arthur said, cuddling Jeran's hair.
"I-I will!"
After speaking a little with the two, but not too much as they were busy, Arthur made his way to his store, changing the sign from closed to open and sitting on a wooden chair behind the counter, waiting for the first customer.
Arthur was not only sitting there being useless. Instead, he was thinking about everything he did during the night hours and trying to devise new ways to finish his new meditation technique as fast as possible.
During the entire morning, not a single person came to his store. Instead, everyone seemed busy, as the magical classes had just started, meaning most parents were busy with their kids.
Arthur did not mind it, though, as his store was only there for him to blend. It generated a low income every month, so there was no reason to feel bad about it.
Arthur decided to close the store, as he left the area and went to talk with someone.
"Are you sure you want to buy that place? It was once a casino that went bankrupt," a lady said.
"Yes, I am."
The lady was responsible for selling the land, and although she saw what Arthur was doing as a bad idea, she still made the paperwork and did not ask further questions.
"You can do whatever you want with your money, old man," she thought.
Arthur then went to another building that specialized in reforming and sentencing. He hired many men to make the building decent again and put all the casino machines there.
As for the underground area where his cult would meet? Arthur sent a message to the first man who sold his soul to him, and he would have to act as the supervisor for the working team Arthur hired and build a decent place underground.
"If it looks decent, then I will give you something. If it is trash, then you will make me pissed."
That was what Arthur said to the man mentally, and sure thing, within twenty minutes, the man was there, taking care of the new workers, and starting his underground project, doing everything he could to make the casino work.
"You are Kalen, right? You are the first member of the cult, so act like a responsible person, and do everything perfectly."
"I will; don't worry about it, Lord Demon."
With the casino taken care of, Arthur returned to his liquor store and spent the rest of the week trying to create a mediation technique for his followers. Sure thing, after one week, one day before his wives, Delphine and Tracy arrived in the city, he succeeded it!
It was nighttime when Arthur created the technique.
"Impossible for me to test it. Kalen should be working in the casino. I told him to work his ass off to make it decent, so he can't sleep right now; it is only 1 am."
Arthur went to where the casino was, and just like every day, the streets had plenty of people visiting the night houses and playing games to lose all of their money.
Another thing that attracted people was the restaurants in the area, which were quite good. So once Arthur arrived at his casino, no one worked on it.
People did not work 24 hours a day, so it was understandable. But to his surprise and happiness, Kalen was still working independently, creating the underground area hidden in a prohibited room inside the casino.
"Lord Demon! What brings you this late?" Kalen said as he turned around and faced Arthur, surprised to see him there.
"The place looks decent. Good for now," Arthur said sternly, making Kalen glad he had put effort into creating a decent place.
"Of course, it looks decent. A Lord like you deserves the best we can offer!"
"Hmph. Anyway, I have a technique for you that I will distribute to the cult members. Practice with it, and tell me the results tomorrow."
"A technique? For me?"
Kalen kneeled on the ground and bowed to Arthur a few times, just like a servant would do to its master. However, he still could not believe someone as powerful as Arthur had granted him a technique.
"I will practice this with my heart and soul!"
Arthur then wandered inside the building, seeing its insides. It had a counter where the people would get the tickets to play, and all the machines were already there, neatly placed in the best positions, using the space the best they could.
There was also a room where the money was, bathrooms, and a secret entrance to the underground area.
The casino was entirely white and made of fine marble, and there were many long rugs and beautiful luminaries to make it look like a place for the rich.
It had more than one floor, but Arthur had planned on using the second one for his things, so it was still under construction.
"How long will it take for the underground area to be finished and the casino to start working?" Arthur asked.
"The underground area will finish in around four days, but the casino might take seven to start running," Kalen said.
"Not bad."
Arthur was pleased with the speed of his workers, especially Kalen, who surprised him with how much effort he put into that. Perhaps the soul link made him do those things, or maybe he was just scared or loyal; either way, he was doing it, and that was what mattered.
"Jane, Wisa, Sybille, Tracy, and Delphine should arrive tomorrow. Delphine will be my cult spy inside the school, but maybe I can get myself to work there too? Well, I shall see it in the future."
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"Where did you get those things?"
One of the men chasing Arthur throughout the planets, looking for his Forbidden Eye, asked a mage, who was scared to the bones.
"I-I found these metal balls near a village, but I don't know what these things are or what they do!"
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