Revi was cooking a night dinner, and Veron was practicing the swinging of the knife with Vesh guiding him.
As a former number one assassin with no peers, Vesh was strong. Utterly strong in the technique of weapons, especially the blade.
After making a simple porridge, Revi also went to sleep.
Veron began eating.
'Since we don't have any information about the duke's total power, I am going to check it out.'
Next to Veron, a knife materialized, not the original, but a copy. However, there was no visual or power difference between them except that the copy would only last for one hour at a cost of 10 mystic energy.
'Train with this knife until I return.'
The original knife turned into faint transparent mist with two sparks acting as Vesh's eyes, passed through the walls, and left.
Vesh flew high and observed the town.
'That must be the duke's mansion.'
Seeing the only one most luxurious and biggest building, Vesh knew it was that greedy fatass duke's place.
Vesh moved faster.
He tested his fastest speed, and it was quite fast as he passed by Duke's place in a blink.
'Whoa? How fast was that?'
Vesh tried again at his full power and flew around for several seconds to learn more about himself.
'So I can cross 2.3 kilometers in one second? Damn.'
'It seems that my Mystic Power is the engine. It determines the quality of my powers, skills, abilities, and whatever. And Mystic Energy is the fuel to use them.'
'But flying at my full power is costing me nothing. Hmm, my recovery is evenly matched with my full flight, it seems.'
Vesh also perceived that one of the other main reasons he was flying fast was due to his current form.
Mist could travel fast. He was slipping through the air, unlike Jets and other solid objects that would feel drag.
And he was also riding the air like he had instincts for it, which explained why he sometimes received a sudden boost in speed.
'I am…awesome.' Vesh was dazed.
'And I also unlocked my second Form slot. So I can become another. I can…split, switch, transform and…become a god of…'
Sparks flickered in the sky far above the duke's mansion.
He was what he formed.
Being mist gave him everything of mist.
Being a knife gave him everything that of knife.
Their characteristic, their aspects, and every ounce of their nature.
'Monster Formless.'
Vesh felt excitement for the first time since he arrived here.
He was optimistic about his new life to live in the way he desired, to change destinies.
But as he learned more about himself, the potential he saw in him and the anticipation of it growing bubbled.
'I will become the monster of my desire.'
Vesh's form took on a humanoid form in the sky, resembling his past life. A black assassin garb with two Mistlord's knives in his hand. A semi-translucent white coating formed around this avatar as he turned invisible to normal eyes, camouflaging through the atmosphere.
Soon, he arrived at what seemed to be a party.
'Pieces of trash gathered at one place.'
It was a disgusting party in the backyard.
Pool, naked people, barbecue, meat, bear, alcohol, and…girls and boys who looked like they were forced to be here. Some were crying as they got ravaged, unable to resist.
Two girls and two men were lying dead at a corner under a tree. Beaten to death and made an example of.
Rage bubbled in Vesh.
A particular string somewhere within Vesh broke.
Snap.
In the next second, the whole party was covered in thick mist.
On the second floor of the palace, a lean, muscled man with ashblond hair, a handsome face, and wearing a silver-clothed noble outfit sat.
A sword within a beautiful white-gold sheath lay next to the chair he sat on.
In the next moment, he and his sword vanished from the spot as he floated above the backyard that was covered in thick mist.
His earring flickered with light. "Enemy attack. Gather in the backyard quickly and save everyone."
'Where are you?' His dark pink eyes glinted with light, enhancing his vision.
'There.'
Two heads of men had already been cut off by Vesh, and he was going for the third.
But right as his knife was about to behead that baldy's head, a powerful sword deflected his strike almost perfectly, pushing him away.
Vesh's eyes glinted in his humanoid form as he saw the man who blocked him.
[ Laras Belkin ]
Race: Human
Lifeform Rank: Tier-3