Fire Mage Chapter 111
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Chapter 111: Teacher's Duty
'Who cares about the [Learner] Class? The only reason I chose that class for Jessie is to learn more about the skills, Mr. Runeth. Saron White is a [Learner] Class Mystic and also a member of Wisdom Church. She hid too well and even fooled me. If I want to deal with her in the future, I need to learn more about this class; otherwise, I might get myself into deep trouble.' Charles said in a deep tone.
Although Eve's death didn't affect him much, he was still disturbed a little and already started to plan on dealing with the group in the future.
While he was in muse, Titus and Noel appeared in front of him and bowed their heads in greeting.
In the meantime, Charles cast his [Inspect] skill on Titus and soon astounded.
'His [Stealth] and the [Uncanny Dodge] skills are already improved a lot. The only thing that hasn't improved a bit is his [Snatch] skill...' Charles's brows arched upward before forming into a knot.
"From tomorrow onwards, you have to steal ten silver coins daily from commoners." He stared at Titus for a moment and said in a flat tone.
"Steal?" A surprise expression appeared on Titus's face and soon turned his face serious.
'As I expected, if I want to improve myself, I need to become a real thief.' He clenched his tiny fist and spoke in a solemn tone.
"I will not disappoint you, Teacher."
"Good. You can go back and practice on your own for a while." Charles paused for a moment and soon said as he focused his eyes on Noel.
"In the meantime, I will have a little chat with Noel."
Titus nodded his head and soon went to the yard to practice on his own.
Meanwhile, Charles cast his [Inspect] skill on Noel and soon furrowed.
'Sword Aura, Slash, and Thrust... Aren't these skills look normal? Hmm, I know too little about the [Blade Wielder] Class.' He pondered for a moment and soon asked.
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"Can you use the [Sword Aura] skill?"
A look of astonishment appeared on Noel's chubby face as he nodded his head, gripped the short wooden sword, and activated his skill.
A moment later, a thin layer of white light appeared around the edges of the wooden sword and soon formed into a sharp line!
"Use this aura to cut a tree branch." Charles pointed his finger towards the small neem tree on his left side and said.
Nodding his head, Noel went near the neem tree, tilted his sword, aimed it at the side branch, and slashed.
A thin layer of cut appeared on the tree branch, but that's it!
"Again, use your [Slash] skill this time," Charles added.
Meanwhile, Noel turned his face serious, activated the [Slash] skill, and once again slashed his aura-coated sword at the tree branch.
At that moment, Charles saw Noel's hand moved faster, and soon the sword entered deep into the branch wood. Still, the sword stopped in the mid-way, causing Noel to sigh in disappointment.
"Did you understand why you haven't improved yet? Simply parrying with someone won't make you improve your skill, lad. You need to focus on those skills and hone them separately." Noticing his disappointing look, Charles said in a calm voice and soon started to think.
'This still isn't enough.' He instantly searched Leo's memories and soon found a solution.
"Tomorrow, go the second street in Slum Borough and search for a man named Larry. Once you appear in front of him, show him some of your sword movements and skills. He will definitely show you a path. If you are lucky, he might take you as his student and teach you how to improve these skills further."
Upon hearing his words, Noel became dumbfounded for a moment and soon nodded in puzzlement.
"You can go back and practice with Titus." Charles waved his hand and shooed him away.
After that, he returned to the reception hall and soon noticed Rhea was studying alone in the dining hall.
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'All of them are working hard.' He nodded his head and soon returned to the second floor.
...
The following day, Nobles' Borough, Duke Milton's mansion.
A group of three Mystics in black robes stood in front of the naked woman's portrait in the master bedroom. One was a whirly blonde-haired female with deep blue eyes, while the others were a brown-haired man and a short blonde-haired man with round black eyes. All three of them appeared around 30 to 40 years old and had native fair skin tone.
Behind them stood an obese man in his late 50s, and he wore a silk linen black jacket with breeches. His eyes were swollen due to the lack of sleep, and gritting teeth noise could be heard from time to time. He had a chubby nose, a rough face, and looked around 175 cm high.
He was none other than the master of the mansion, Duke Minton!
At that moment, the whirly blonde-haired woman placed her finger on the portrait woman's right side melon area and soon said with a frown.
"Someone must have placed a metal rod on the other side. Otherwise, the door wouldn't have stuck like this."
"Other side? Are you saying that the darned thief is still inside, Julia?" Duke Milton's voice turned cold as freezing ice.
'Then, why hadn't the alarm artifacts activated yet?' He was still puzzled by this. If someone touched any of the artifacts or gold coins, the alarm would activate on its own and alert everyone in the mansion!
'But none heard an alarm sound for the past 12 hours.' A frown appeared on his forehead.
Yesterday evening, Duke Milton went to attend a banquet at one of his faction member's mansions. Due to some important meeting after the banquet, he came back around midnight.
During regular days, he would usually go to the master bedroom sooner and do a routine checking.
Yes, whenever he walks into the master bedroom, he had a habit of entering the secret room and checking if everything was in the right place.
But when he tried to open the secret door yesterday, he found out something was wrong with the door!
Not only he couldn't open the door, but he also heard metal clanging noises whenever he tries to open it!
In few seconds, he got anxious, tried various methods, and even sought help from his trusted servants. Some tried to use force, while others used their skills.
Unfortunately, all of their attempts went futile.
Some servants even proposed an idea to break the wall completely, but Duke knew it was not easy.
Unlike other wooden doors, this door was unique and had some secret explosives hidden in it.
If some use more force to know or break the secret door, the complex mechanism hidden in the door would activate on its own and would explode!
With no other choice, Duke Milton made a decision and sent a letter to the Undying Moons organization's help. They were the ones who supplied this door to him, so he instantly thought of relying on their help.
Thankfully, the organization accepted his request due to his high position in the kingdom and sent an elite team to help him.
They were the black-robed Mystics who were standing in front of him!
Shaking his head, Duke took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down his emotions.
"Yes, My Lord. If not, how could the thief lock the door from outside?" At that moment, the blonde-haired woman named Julia answered his earlier question.
'Yes.'
A look of realization appeared on Milton's face as he nodded his head and placed his hand on the hilt to draw his sword at any moment.
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