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"That will be two copper tokens, Mr. Maxwell."
Said the old man's man behind the old cart selling different ingredients that he has harvested from the woods, but I gaze down at the amount I got for two coppers, honestly it's supposed to be at least two silvers for this much, Amber lilies.
So with the money, I pocket from the mutilated corpse of Benny, I gave him three silvers, while I said.
"Here keep the change."
It was obvious that Maxwell use his authority to thief from the locals, honestly, these people disgust me to no ends, but nevertheless, I am going to put an end to this madness and corruption that plagued this village it's very early in the morning about six-thirty, I have exactly two and half hours to prepare for the war that is to come.
But as I was thinking this to myself, the old man look at me in shock and surprise as he said.
"Mr. Maxwell are you sure it's only two coppers im serious, this more than what I ask for."
I simply replied like the douchbag Maxwell is to make him leave the topic at being.
"Oi you a stupid bag of bones, do you want your granddaughter to go missing?"
"Wait no please don't, im sorry if I made you mad please... spare my granddaughter, just take everything for free."
"Good.... just shut up and take the change, don't mistake my kindness for a mere mistake, I can count you stupid fool."
"Yea."
So with that said, I took my four pounds of Amber Lilies and placed the huge sack on my back as I proceed to walk towards the village center, reason be I found out a very useful function of the Unity of blood skill.
What was it, well it basically cloning, because as I sat there I began to wait for my servants to come and meet me and that was when I saw an all too familiar face coming from different directions, from the north Zenny was coming with a giant sack on his back, from the south Kenny had three giant boxes and also a huge bag on his back.
Meanwhile, I was sitting on the fountain, both my hands upon my chin, thinking, plotting, and calculating my next move, and since my servants don't move till they are told to, they remain in one spot holding the heavy items that I order them to get.
And when I was done plotting, I smile, reason be the plan I have was very straightforward, I was simply going to overcome my problem in sheer numbers, and seeing that I now have the option to be at multiple places at once im going to use this to my advantage.
So I glare at Kenny and said.
"Give me the goods."
He simply walk up to me and give me everything he had, and within it, was a series of different herbs, animal blood, and alchemist equipment, what I was making was very simple, it is a fluid that is highly flammable, and also a gas that will make everyone sleep.
I want this to be a quick in-and-out mission, so after I check everything was there I can now move on to the second phase of my plan, which is to make the gas and the liquid, and right after, I shall commence with the execution phase.
Although this killing thing is a little overwhelming I think I am getting used to it, so without a further ado, I said to both Zenny and Kenny who are more like puppets at this time since they die without getting their consciousness devoured as well.
"Ok you two, it's time to move on to the second phase, let's head back to the old inn room we just rent about thirty minutes ago, from there I will have you guys help me, make the gas, also you did got the container, right Zenny?"
Zenny nods his head, although a mere puppet they are capable of simple responses like nodding their head to say yes or shaking their head to say no.
Good, I believe my pet has also succeeded in his mission and is already back at the inn, so we should go and meet Fenrir.
From there both me, Zenny, and Kenny, proceed to walk back to Kon inn, a place where local slayers and adventures stay when they are on a job, and on my way in, I saw a thin but muscular man, who wore a simple blue undershirt with pants made from brown bear fur, on his back was an ax, while he wore a single eye patch on his left eye, he had a huge scar on his right hand and two fingers missing on the left, which was his ring and pinky fingers.
Of course, he seems to have a wooden prosthetic to make up for the loss limbs inconvenience, his face had a bushy brown beard, while his actual hair was non-existent since he was ball headed, his remaining right eye is hazel in color, and he had a cigar lit in his mouth, and also a cup of beer in his wooden jug.
He glared me down, with his single remaining eye, as the look of intimidation and disgust was prominent, but businesses must go on, even if he had rented a room to a Pedo like Maxwell, of course with my special ability of absorption, I assimilate Maxwell and the twin's personality perfectly, I just can't gift them back their original personality when I split myself up like this, because in a sense they are me just as much as how I am them after absorption, and since I will never go against myself they will never betray me, hence fort they are nothing but puppets or an extension of myself?
But despite that, the man who had a giant cigar in his mouth said to me and proceeded to glare at us as he spoke as such.
"Na. Max-ell I see you came back earlia dan-I-ya expected nah."
The man spoke in a broken language, it was the ancient language of the Vikings, a form of ancient Creole mixed with the elf's old tongue.
This man's name is Kon, it's short for Koner, and believe it or not, he is a Viking from the ancient lands of Rougian Sexians, a place that exit between the center point of the land of the rising borner, and the tribe of the flugels.
One of the most powerful races to exist in this world, so much so, that one flugels is enough to handle a dragon, of course, they are lesser divine beings, or that's what they were worshiped as.
Meanwhile, I reply to Kon's words as such.
"Yeah, yeah, I have some urgent business to attend to, so if there is any breakfast im planning on skipping."
"Wellza then, do wat E-wants."
"You don't have to tell me twice Kon, by the way, are those Viking Cigars?"
"Ohhh, you center's nos bout D homelands figs den?"
"Hehe.... of course, I do, believe it or not before my grandpa die in fifty-six, he actually collected them, saying something along the line that it is good for the brain, originally I didn't smoke but after his death, I do it every now again ease the stress and to do it in his name so I can remember him by."
"Ahhh! I za see, I know D feels, do yah want one or dos...Max-ell?"
Kon asks me, as he gave me a pack of two in it, and he proceeds to talk.
"D can takit D rest."
"Aww thank you for the courtesy."
With that said I take the pack from him, they were large, but this is probably one of my bad habits because when grandpa died I resorted to drinking and smoking, before I decide to get my life together, although I would light up one in his name every now and again.
So with that said I took one from the pack, as I look back at Kon and ask.
"Do you have a fire I can use?"
"Of-zaa course, ye have a flame, a figster like mi-self never leave without one en D hand, Ya know."
With that said, he took his tinderbox, and proceed to give me light as I inhale, eventually, I got my cigar light, it's been a while, well two days since then but as I take in drugs memories of my gramps came flooding back to me.
"Sigh.... well then Kon I will be going up to my room now."
"Yessi Max-ell... if E changes thy mind about breakfast, call mi brat Botch, he will bring et up fa yah."
"Yeah-Yea, Kenny, Zenny hurry up with the equipment."
And like that, we made it upstairs to the room, my room was room #12 so with that said, me and my men, make our way to our temporary base of operation since my house was taken away from me, so I will have to set a miniature herb lab here to get the gas and the liquid cooking.
And upon opening the door, the first thing I saw was, a red-haired man with clear white skin, he was ginger is what many would say, he had deep green eyes, while his fingernail was painted amber, he was at least 5'7 in there, he wore a thick sleeveless black vest with silvers pattern going in zig-zag formations, of course, this is a form of armor, he wore long black pants, around his knees were metal knee pads that were wrapped on using a belt, he also had a fur side cape around him, and thick long black boots, on his back was a bow pouch, with twenty bows in it, and to his side was a simple cross-bow.
He was kneeling before me as if bowing to a monarch of high status, this felt weird to me, so I simply said.
"You can rise Fenrir, I didn't ask you to bow before me."
The man smiled as he said, with the highest form of respect.
"My Alpha, it is only natural to bow down to the supreme one, we Trojan wolves pride ourselves on our loyalty, we call this the brotherhood, the law of the jungle, you defeated me with such ease, and devour me whole, my entire body is a shield, to safeguard your very being."
"Well, whatever... Seen that you took that from im guessing the mission was successful."
"Most certainly, with your power to devour others, and take their form, experience, and memory for yourself, and see that I still have my consciousness, I was able to learn quickly how to use it, of course, this is also possible since I am an extension of your power, and as you said, upon absorbing I too can inherit the memories and experience of others, and like your order, I went to the cemetery, and dig up the grave of the legendary archer, Orion of the pullout-game, so I can guarantee you my marksmanship is of the greatest caliber as of this moment."
Yes, this right here is the conscious manifestations of the Alpha wolf of the night, and since it became my slave upon absorption, he too can absorb, although only dead things, because unlike myself, only I can absorb the living.
Nevertheless, he was a useful servant.
"Well then let's get to work guys."