《The Rise of the Soul Stealer》Chapter 15: Do You Believe?
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Melakios followed Fanny, unaware of what was taking place behind him. Fanny also showed no outward change upon witnessing his outburst. This left Melakios wondering if what he did was normal. He felt sort of bad for cutting in line, and because some guy decided to express the unfairness of the situation, he was severely dealt with.
Of course, one would have to ignore the fact that the very same Demon was about to pummel a ten year old boy just for stepping out in line. Either way, he could not help but think about what he would do from the other perspective.
He didn’t know the full circumstances, so he couldn’t say for sure.
Eventually, Fanny led him to a room where an important looking woman sat. She must be the head of this branch.
“Hello, Young Sir. I am Bunny. The vice leader of this branch.”
‘Or not.’
“The animals and lesser beasts you brought were already sorted out. This bag has your Soul Stones and Cores.”
“But it’s small.”
“This bag is what we call a Void Bag. It has a special ability to hold many things and maintain their condition. Keeps hot food hot and cold food cold, at the same time.”
“That sounds good. What’s the limit?”
“This is just a lesser Void Bag. It holds a good 9 cubic meters.”
“That is decent, I guess. I don’t know how to relate to it. My pack rats can hold quite a bit themselves, although I never counted.”
“Hmm? Alright, then. I guess I will keep the Void Bag.”
“Okay. Wait, can I have the Rune on how to make one?”
“Huh?! Well…I guess I can ask Nesune.”
“Wait, never mind, then. I already got all I need from her. If she didn’t want me to learn how to make Void Bags, then alright.”
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“Okay. Now, about the higher leveled beasts and monsters. They will be auctioned off tomorrow and you will receive even more Stones.”
“I kind of wanted to leave tonight. I might be bringing trouble, after all.”
“No worries, you are here as our guest, since Sir Furfur brought you.”
Hearing her attitude towards Count Furfur made Melakios’ eyes sharpen. How strong must she be to think of a Count on equal terms? The Triple M Trade is far greater than he imagined, it seemed.
“Then I will need a place for a Gryphon to stay safely.”
“Of course. If you want, I can even let you two stay together.”
“Thanks, that would be much appreciated.”
Melakios emptied out the Void Bag into one of his pack rats, much to the surprise of Bunny when she saw that the pack rat wasn’t even swelled up to how big she heard they were earlier this evening. She had heard from other members that the rats he pulled out were the size of wild boars that could decimate villages. But after containing the contents of the Void Bag, the pack rat wasn’t even the size of a good sized hunting dog.
‘How abnormal. If he learned how to make Void Bags, he may even create Lesser Realities!’
Many Demons could lure their victim into an alternate world. This temporary state is known as a Lesser Reality. Mostly only those of the Royal Stage and above could achieve such a feat. Making use of these Lesser Realities could lead to a whole brand new Realm being created!
After all, the mighty Superior of Hell, Lucifer, had created the Demon Realm! And the ultimate being, God, had created the Heavens, Hell, and the Human Realm!
Just how capable was this human?!
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After receiving his earnings, Melakios left with Fanny to his sleeping quarters. Upon arriving at a separate wing of the building, he saw Clair was already situated and eating a pile of steak.
“I see you started without me! Hehehe, leave some for me!”
The boy, after eating and making sure Clair went to sleep, began to practice his Runes and Glyphs. He practiced so much, he ran out of paper and ink!
‘Well, maybe I can just trace it in the air…’
Applying some little Soul Energy to his fingertip, Melakios began to trace on of the Runes Nesune gave him. This particular Rune was meant for adding a fire element to a weapon, armor, or item. The Rune had to have some minute changes, depending on the object the Rune was being applied to.
For example, on a weapon, the Rune would attract fire based Soul Energy and coat the weapon in flames. On armor, any fire based damage would be absorbed by the Rune and either supplement the wearer, or repel back to the attacker.
For an item like a potion or pill, the Rune would enhance fire based growth and energy. On a talisman, however, the absorbed fire energy would explode for a massive attack. There were many different ways Runes could be used.
But applying Runes like this had never been done! No one had ever thought about writing on thin air!
Actually, this was a form of magic soon to be discovered by humans in the dark ages. A prominent human by the name of Merlin would make use of his powers. He would eventually be praised as a Legend, but he would only have the power to deal with a Demon at the peak of the Mortal Stage.
The sword his protégé used, Excalibur, was a Runic Blade that had actually formed a sentient soul. A Spirit Armament! With a mind of its own, it paved the way to help the humans in their time of need. Although where it came from was a mystery.
Back to Melakios, he had surprised himself by accidently creating a fire ball out of nothing! He quickly absorbed the Soul Energy, allowing none of it to mess anything up. He didn’t want to have to pay back the Triple M Trade! Who knows what these Demons would want from him!
He finally went to bed, excited for the next morning.
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