For a moment, Kole felt his mind buzz.
Kill?
He has never even killed a chicken before.
However, when he thought deeply about it… he couldn't help but feel the solution provided by his mother wasn't too bad.
Whether it was previous life or this, One concept has always been common—The world will always remain a shade of grey despite the innocuous mask of "civilization".
If that bastard doesn't exist, then neither would the engagement. Then, Kole would be free to court Alice openly.
As his thoughts reached this part, he froze.
He quickly glanced at his mother with a deep frown, "Please explain to me, dear mother of mine; Even if I am able to kill him, who'd be the possible suspect? Not just that, but what if they come for revenge?"
He was seriously suspecting whether his mother was pitting him against the Moores'.
Faneia chuckled, "Of course, you'd be suspected, but being a suspect, doesn't mean you are guilty as long as no evidence is left behind.
Saying so, Faneia averted her eyes, "As for revenge, you'll have to deal with yourself."
"…" Kole could hardly control his urge to berate her.
A sadist! She is a sadist! 100%!!
Although I'm still not sure how I'd take killing a human, it is a matter that I'll have to deal with in the future. There is no use in overthinking and messing with my psyche before the event even happens.
As for revenge—As long as I could get stronger, all the problems would be solved on their own… Derailing his out-of-control train of thoughts, Kole sighed while pressing his temples.
Soon, he collected himself and focused on what he "could" do right now instead of what he "should've" in the past or "should" in the future.
Kole's deep orbs brimmed with determination.
He raised his head and looked at his mother seated at the kitchen counter across from him while calmly sipping on wine.
"Teach me, mom,
"Teach me how to accomplish my goals!
"Teach me how to take what I desire!"
…
In the same cold stone underground chambers—Kole stood in the center as oil lamps, placed all over the stone walls, burned in his vision, emanating a soothing warmth.
Glancing at Faneia over his shoulders, who was standing behind him, he couldn't help but feel his rod harden a little.
She was gently tying ropes around his wrists, behind his back.
Kole gulped.
He hoped nobody saw him in this scenario, otherwise, he'd have to bury himself six feet under from all the shame. He was supposed to be a tyrant in relationships, and this was a huge stain that he'd never be able to get rid of!
Fortunately, nobody saw him except his mother. Right?
Soon, Faneia was done tying his wrists together. She walked past him and sat on the throne at the end of the chamber.
"Alright, that rope won't break until you use your Spirit Energy. It is made of a special material that restrains any human, no matter how strong they are.
"However, you have already Ascended. As long as you can wield your Spirit Energy, you'll escape in no time.
"Now, show me what you were hiding before, my son." Towards the end of her long monologue, Faneia smirked unnoticeably.
Kole sighed. Even though he couldn't put 100% trust because Faneia was just that strange, he never felt any hostility.
This time, he had no other options. He had to train himself, and Faneia needed to know what he can do to appropriately assess and teach him.
Time was slipping away. Kole didn't know when that bastard would come back from the treatment he was going through at the Tempest Order.
He pondered momentarily whether she didn't warn him of the mess he could get himself into, just so she could get the opportunity to glimpse his secrets.
However, having no evidence or choice, he made the difficult option of bearing his secrets in front of his mother.
Suddenly, Kole's already dark eyes turned even a darker shade of black, as if they could suck the soul of living beings.
The blackness rapidly spread to the whites of his eyes, like a drop of ink fell in a glass of water. At the same time, even his short black hair turned longer, reaching his shoulders.
His expression twisted and became like that of a rampaging beast. A foul aura, completely in contrast, to his gentlemanly air, erupted in the surroundings.
Kole's teeth became sharp, as his breathing grew heavy.
However, with all the changes, his handsomeness only seemed to increase and shoot through the roof of all the charts.
Suddenly Kole muttered, "<
He couldn't say the last parts properly as it came out like a slur.
Kole himself didn't know what he wanted to say… It was like the sounds of a child mumbling incoherently, hoping their parents would understand that he just wanted milk!
Kole's muscles bulged; his Spirit Energy levels rose—And crashed against the stone walls like high smashing ocean tides against the ridges of the shore.
But, with all the changes going on, his mind wasn't in a good place either. He felt as if he was on the verge of insanity.
A wrong step; and he'd become a mindless "Bane".
By forcefully concentrating the Spirit Energy leaking from him like a flooded river on his wrists, he pulled them apart, firmly, with a loud guttural roar—that came from the depths of his throat.
There was no technique involved. Just pure raw strength of a beast!
Crack!
The ropes binding him, snapped open as Kole tore through them as if they were mere wet scraps of paper—Ropes that couldn't be destroyed by any human no matter how much muscle they built!
Almost immediately, Kole stopped the usage of his skill <
As soon as the skill was stopped, Kole's transformation came undone. He sprawled on the ground gasping for breath.
Despite being almost immune to pain, the psychological aspect of losing yourself is too dangerous and scary.
However, Kole only had a crazy-looking smile on his face.
He faced life-threatening danger yet again…
For him, it was a very exciting and thrilling event!
Control yourself! Calm down! Kole, you can't let your emotions play you like a fiddle!... Kole tried hard, but his hastily beating heart and extended smile betrayed his inner thoughts!
Kole heard the sounds of heels clicking in the background.
Too tired and exhausted by using his meager Energy, Kole could only glance at his mother from the corner of his eyes.
She smiled indiscernibly, "Ara~ It is indeed a trump card that could catch anyone by surprise."
"Even though you should barely be able to touch Tier 1-A, you crossed that mark after intaking just one Creation Seed, which shouldn't be possible logically."
Deep in thought, Faneia murmured to herself, "Hum... Your power levels almost shot through the upper levels of Tier 1-A, reaching Tier High 1-A. That's really impressive!"
"A What?" Kole was confused beyond belief.