《Epic of The Demonic Sage 》Chapter 227: Uncontrolled Power
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Having gone through all of the details, Lucius finally came down to the other owners of the gift. Here he was quite intrigued by seeing the names.
'These names… they don't belong to this region… neither the entire Grantz Kingdom. No, wait… I don't think they belong to any nearby kingdom either…' Lucius analyzed.
After a few seconds, Lucius realized that the names did not match any of the demographics of any of the kingdoms around the Grantz kingdom.
'If the names are this vastly different, then they must be from a very different kind of region. The culture in the Grantz kingdom and the ones that surrounded it is pretty simple. Even the churches are the same for the other kingdoms.
For the names to be this different, they have to be from a different culture and that is only possible if they are far away from the Grantz kingdom.' Lucius understood.
While Lucius was curious about it more, he knew that this was not the time to think about it. Right now he had an excited person who did not have the full control of his powers yet.
"Arius, halt!" Lucius ordered.
Arius who was about to try out his strength again, suddenly felt a compulsion to follow Lucius's words. He didn't even know why he did this, but Lucius's words were like a mandate to him and he had no option but to follow them.
Arius's fist stopped in mid air, and he finally gained a better grasp of his situation.
"What the hell was I even doing?" Arius suddenly said after looking at the damage that he had caused.
Normally, he would have never caused something like this. He was an assassin and making big messes like this was very disadvantageous to him and his jobs. Right now he had damaged the furniture of the blind crow tavern for no reason other than to just get a taste of his new strength.
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"Seems like you need a little more will power now. Your newly increased power made you intoxicated." Lucius stated.
Arius looked at Lucius and furrowed his brows.
"How can this happen?" Arius questioned.
"I do not know as of now, but we can figure it out together," Lucius answered.
"Fine… but I don't know how to proceed," Arius replied.
"First, we need to get out of here. Only then we can see the rest of it." Lucius spoke in a calm tone.
And just as Lucius said that the sound of footsteps coming from the upstairs door could be heard.
~bang~
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?"
The door was opened violently as an angry Leif came down. He looked at the broken table and the cracked ground with a hole in it. His nostrils flared up after seeing this, but when his eyes went to the figure of Arius they stilled.
He narrowed his eyes and a serpent like gaze appeared on his face.
"Pay," He stated right away.
~clang~
Lucius threw a small pouch towards the man.
"This should cover any repair costs for this incident and in the future," Lucius said causally.
Leif peered into the pouch and counted the three gold coins in it before nodding.
"Just don't make too much noise. Some of the customers may get pissed." Leif said before going back.
~phew~
"That takes care of it." Lucius said as he looked at Arius.
"I think we should get you out of here and stabilize your powers. Your body is still adapting to it and you may have a violent outbreak like this again." Lucius spoke.
Arius heard Lucius's word and looked down at his massive arms. He tried to control them to go back to normal, but realized they were not responding.
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"They don't work… I can't control them." Arius spoke.
"Just as I thought. Don't worry, we'll get to it." Lucius said as he gestured to the exit door.
"How do we get out without others noticing, though?" Arius questioned.
"I got that covered, you just follow." Lucius said before leaving through the door.
Kiana and Arius followed behind and soon they exited out from the hatch hidden in the stables. There, Arius finally saw the large carriage blocking the view of the stables.
"I see, this should indeed be fine," Arius said.
"Indeed, now get in," Lucius ordered to which Arius obliged.
After him, Lucius and Kiana got in too, before leaving the area.
~clip~clop~clip~clip~
The horse started to move and soon started to canter through the streets.
"Where to, master?" the carriage driver asked discreetly.
"Take us to the overlook hill in the east of the city." Lucius quickly answered.
"As you wish." The carrier driver said before quickly changing directions.
The carriage sped through the streets before exiting the city in twenty minutes. The hill in the east was one of the more isolated areas of the region and there was even an old tower built there.
About a hundred years ago, when the city was still small, this tower was still in use and was used for observing and informing the guards in the city about incoming caravans, enemies, officials, etc.
But after the expansion of the city, the hill was almost at the border of the city and thus for advanced warnings newer watchtowers were built farther away. This served perfectly to Lucius's interest and he could now use this area without the concern that others may come here.
This was actually the area where a few thieves and other criminals traded and sold their ill-gotten wealth. But ever since the new laws made by Lucius, this area had been cleared up and now no criminal would dare come here, at least not in broad daylight.
Thankfully to Lucius, neither of these things were of concern, as he could just control the guards either way.
~clop~clop~clop~
The carriage finally came to a stop as the hooves of the horses dug into the stiff soil of the hill.
"Here we are… this will be a good test location."
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