A flame burned brightly, illuminating an expressionless face. Flieday's skin would have been hard and covered with frostbites if the voice had not healed her. Now her body was healthy and her skin soft and devoid of any impressions.
She raised her head, looking at the great cloud which enveloped the sky and then looked in front of her. A pair of beautiful dark eyes were staring into her eyes.
"Dawn… good cloud. I am going to sleep now, keep your Inky active"
Dawn glanced at the campfire before rubbing her face. "Did you find your goal?"
Flieday stared at Dawn for a moment before smiling pleasantly "Oh why? Of course not."
Flieday let out a low sigh before wandering around the group; she went from one place to another, silently staring at the tribe members.
…
Carrie was a young woman 21 days of age. Her parents had died along with her tribe because of a curser who had invaded her tribe. She was a quiet person without any friends. Even when someone tries to talk to her she tries to deflect the conversation and stay out of the image. Carrie did not have any friends or accomplices and blended into the background. She stays around random groups of people but stays just away from the group to not be noticed by it and stays just around the group that no one approaches her.
Flieday had figured this out in about 3 hours while wandering around the night after making sure Dawn was sleeping.
She was quite wary of the squid, for it was hidden. Flieday walked into a small tent made up of strong but thin leaves. She laid on the bed and looked at the roof.
"I do not recognise it…"
Before long Flieday started humming a song to keep herself from thinking about anything for too long.
After an hour she stood up and started walking in the maze of tents, soon stopping at a particular small tent.
She let out a sigh and looked at the sky, preparing herself for her first murder.
"The wind is quite soothing, isn't it."
Flieday flinched before letting out a chuckle.
"My, oh my… still awake Dawn?"
Indeed, the voice was of none other than the black-eyed girl, Dawn, who had been on her tail since the start.
"So, So Flieday, why would you lie to me?"
"Lie?" Flieday's voice was a bit offended as she shook her head. "I have not committed such a sin; I am afraid you are mistaken."
Dawn tilted her head before asking. "Is that a part of your goal, too?"
Flieday let out a hollow chuckle "There seems to be a misunderstanding…. I have yet to find one."
A tentacle rose from the ground beneath Flieday, wrapping her completely. "I wonder where you found such a beast to wrap around you."
"You mean this covering?" Flieday appeared calm and composed, this was not a bluff, rather it was obvious that she was not going to be killed by Dawn, rather her killer would be the voice.
The surrounding tentacle contracted and started to pressure her more than necessary to keep her from running.
"What? You're torturing me? That's so mean." Flieday pouted as she felt the crushing strength of the tentacle.
***
A great cloud crawled towards the deep blue ocean as birds ran from the red cloud. The red cloud was far smaller than the continental great cloud, but it was big enough to seemingly cover the red vermilion. The great cloud stared at the red one angrily as it continued its journey.
The sun, which were red ever since it was born, was now shining inside the dark red cloud, giving the world a muddled red glow.
"If you cannot even do that, then… I guess you shouldn't be allowed to live."
The dark bloody light shone sharply on the old man's face, illuminating his white hair and beard alongside his shoulders covered in red-coloured scales as the dark shadows cut into his rest of body.
Elias sighed as he recalled every bit of information from the inheritance and separated the information he could use now.
Before making schemes, though, he simply started stretching and asked. "What grade Is You?"
"I am a cardinal, or grade three Requim, or if we are using an older grading system, then I am a graded beast of grade three." The old man's voice was calm and full of confidence, but Elias could also sense something else in it. Something which was so beautifully hidden that he could not decipher.
What the fuck does that mean? Gotta use the inheritance now huh
…
If my inheritor does not know how we categorise Chinen and beasts, there are three ways.
One way is the old way of grading beasts. This was used in most of the first millennium or the millennium of tamers and cursers. This is still used to grade beasts but due to it not including Chinen, the other two gradings came into existence.
The numerical and unofficial system includes grade one to grade six with grade one being the grade of lights and grade six being of immortal deities who are equivalent to gods.
The main grading system starts with Laity or what some tribal communities call combat warriors or Lightens and ends with Divine beings or Divinities.
…
Elias quickly figured out what a cardinal meant. Hai Un were usually the leaders of big tribes and were extremely rare. With a cardinal capable of destroying whole mountains and leveling hundreds of tribes like his.
However, this did not mean Elias was destined to lose; this was due to the Requims mentioned in the inheritance.
…
Requim are essentially vessels of power.
Each beast above grade 1 needs to have Requims to show their power.
Requim converts a special energy produced by hearts of grade 2 and above beasts into effects.
While the ritual to ascension increases physical and mental capacities, the true display of power is in using Requim.
…
Elias took a deep breath and used most of his leg muscles and back muscles to jump backwards, taking small steps.
Against a physically stronger and mentally more adept person how can I fight?
The best option is to run away, of course; the second best is to ask others for help. I cannot do any of them.
Elias picked up a rock and threw it at the old man, only for it to be destroyed by a single chop.
I do not have enough time to figure out his biases and dependencies, nor do I know about any of his flaws.
Elias picked up more rocks and threw all of them at once — using muscles in his hands and chest, he threw all the rocks in different directions.
Unlike last time, this time was an elaborate probe thus the speed of rocks was as fast as a grade one beast or a Laity.
However, the strength and speed of a cardinal was realms and tiers higher than a Laity. The rocks could not even get close enough to the old man before disintegrating.
Elias was also intentionally suppressing his strength to hide the existence of the Requim too, after all his blood was supposedly enhanced by a grade 1 Requim.
I cannot directly hit him…
Elias removed a vine covering his waist and bound as many stones as he could to it; the old man stared at him with an amused expression.
"Hey… duke, wanna know something crazy,
…the blood of a devil flows in my veins"
Elias let out a loud laugh as threw the vine and rocks at the old man. However, before they could be destroyed, he dashed behind him and dug out grass and soil. He threw them twice as fast as the vines, making sure that the vines and stones and the grass and soil hit at the same time.
I just have to hit him, not hit him hard
One of the priest's hands rose up in front of him, destroying the vine and rocks, and the other hand went behind his back. It twisted unnaturally and destroyed each bit of soil and grass, leaving him spotless.
My chance!
Elias filled his muscles with as much strength as he could, using most of the muscles in his body to dash towards the priest with astonishing speed.
BOOM!
He zapped towards the priest with his fist at his waist level. He had lowered his upper body and tilted his lower body.
BAM!