As Commander Hardstone talked with Captain Timi,he could feel a strong energy coming from beneath him.
It was subtle but it was the foreshadow of an advance.
"Is he breaking through to the Bronze Rank?" Commander Hardstone asked himself.
However, he couldn't be much further from the truth.
Chiron had done it.
He had just killed the Leader of a country and his Generals.
This meant that he had just changed the Fate of an entire country.
This was incredible news for him.
After all, he himself was not sure the plan would work.
He had wanted to take over the Vandorain throne, but this one worked for the same purpose too.
With this, he now had enough Fate points to advance to the next rank.
It also meant that he had enough points to fix his hands.
However, he could not do either just yet.
He could only pick one out of the two.
The Fate points were not enough for him to do the two of them.
In total, he had just over a Million Fate points.
Chiron was a very cautious person.
Even though the prospect of Benefits laid before his eyes, he was sensitive to the cats waiting in hiding, respecting him to jump at the Chess.
Firstly, every time his strength improved, Fate would send a test against his growth.
The leap from the peak of the Copper rank to the Bronze rank was not a small one.
The leap from the Wood Rank to the Copper Rank was a closer chasm than the Copper Rank to the Bronze rank.
After all, it was a great change in Realms.
The last time he broke through to the peak of the copper Realm, he was faced with an assault of General Buckle the moment he made it back to camp.
That assault costed him the Sacrificial of a very important Pawn that was the Orc chief.
He wasted the potential of a god child just because he had save his life.
There was also the fact that his Dragon was still in hibernation because of the incident.
If he was not willing to make even more sacrifices and get beaten and tortured , he would not have defeated this kingdom.
He could only imagine what would happen if he were to advance now.
Every time, the problem in a new rank had always been stronger than a former one.
With the great gap between the copper rank and the Bronze rank, he was sure that if he advanced now, a Catastrophe was waiting around the corner for him.
Besides, after defeating this kingdom, his strength had grown. Although not power wise, but in authority.
He was bound to enjoy some discomfort from the Fate Change System because of this.
To combine that with Catastrophe from Advancing a realm would be like tempting Death like a hooker in a red light district.
Secondly, the dragon in charge of the garden had told him that if he advanced in cultivation, he was going to reactivate the Curse that Knight Sheyi placed on him.
This was something he knew was true.
After all, he had used the system to check, and it was true.
He was still cursed.
For this reasons, advancing was not a current option.
Secondly, he had the option of healing his hands.
This of course, would no doubt get rid of the curse.
It was indeed a tempting offer.
But Chiron did not see the usage of arms like others did.
After all, it was not like his former world were a lack of arms meant he was helpless.
Arms were just limbs at the end of the day.
Snakes went their entire lives without them.
Their use in his head was only so much.
Although he missed the effort of having to kill with his own hands, the loss of arms have built his mind even stronger, pushing him beyond his limit and creating a better dependance on his mind than his fists.
There was also the fact that it made him seem less threatening before other people.
It truly came with an Array of benefits.
Chiron had just defeated a country.
He knew that Fate was not going to let him off.
A threat to his life was going to come.
If defending against Fate came with any form of growing in strength, then yet again, another was coming for him.
He could already imagine the wrath of Fate not being small.
After all, he now had a nation under his command.
With these things on the horizon. All he could do was prepare.
Firstly, he opened the treasure vault of the nation and emptied it of it's wealth.
He already sent six Red cores to his Dragon for it to feed on.
Strength was always needed. It was best to grow the strength of his strongest muscle.
At the moment, he was experimenting with another one.
Firstly, he had to open up the core.
This was a very dangerous.
Red cores from cored beasts represented the accumulation and condensation of the energy around them.
This was not like the blue or the other lower cores.
At the Red core, the energy flow of the cored beast was regarded to be very chaotic.
It was a preparatory period for the core beast between the time of instinctive reaction and logical calculation.
Just as mortals are being pulled back by the Seven cardinals of sins to their mortality, natilure also pulls back cored beasts to their instincts.
The red core realm for them was a struggle to bind them to their natural desires.
For this reason, the core was chaotic, and therefore red.
Of course the outer shell of the red core was very sturdy and strong.
But they had been times in history were the outer shell cracked and that chaotic energy was let loose at once.
One of such times was during the war a thousand years ago.
Back then, Red Cores like some other beast cores, were used as weapons of mass destruction.
Chiron was in the midst of cracking a red core.
What Commander Hardstone had felt, was not Chiron attempting to break through to the bronze rank.
But the energy in the red core attempting to break out...
(Author's note: Exams people. I'm reading)
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