Chapter 17
He thought to himself, already forming a revenge plan against the trio who had beaten him today.
He was narrow-minded and could easily hold grudges when wronged.
It was a mentality he had followed in his past life as well. He would never provoke others, but if provoked, he wouldn't hold back.
Although it was somewhat cliché that first he was beaten by them and then he sought revenge, what else could he do? He was furious; if not for Nadia's healing elixir, he might have died there.
He wanted to teach them a lesson for messing with him. He was almost dead if not for Nadia's intervention; he couldn't let them go easily.
Of course, he couldn't kill them under the watchful eyes of hidden guards surrounding them.
It was outrageous that he wasn't assigned any guards, considering his lacking abilities, but it granted him greater freedom and privacy than any of his siblings.
Picking up a rock nearby, he slowly clenched his fist, and the rock soon broke into multiple pieces under the force of his hand.
"Amazing..."
He marveled at his strength; it was superhuman. He was quite sure that no normal person could do what he had just done, not in this world or his previous one.
Noticing the absence of the clan guardian, he wondered if the cat had gone to attend to some business.
'Well... all I can do now is wait and train some more.'
Just like that, a day passed.
Oliver had mostly adjusted to the newfound strength in his body by now.
He felt like he had finally become a superhuman by the standards of his previous world, which made him quite excited and happy.
As he meditated to train his special eyes, he suddenly heard discreet footsteps... He felt as if all his senses had been significantly enhanced.
His hearing had improved by leaps and bounds; he could even hear the distant sounds of leaves rustling in the wind.
He quickly sensed the approaching footsteps, folding his legs, Oliver observed from the paper door of his room, his eyes narrowing. Through the transparent wall, he could make out a distant blackish silhouette walking towards the courtyard gate.
"Who could it be at this time?"
He thought in confusion, slowly standing up and sliding open the door.
And he quickly identified the visitor...
It was the same second sibling who had watched him get beaten earlier!
It was the same 2nd sibling who was earlier watching him get beaten...
...and later competed with Nadia only to get embarrassed.
But.. what was he doing at his place?
Oliver wore his sandals and looked at his surroundings...
His eyes, which would automatically filter out the world for him whenever he looked around—the [Cosmic Void Gaze] was quite powerful, he could not see any hidden guards around as usual.
His courtyard was usually not monitored by the hidden guards unless there was something needed from him so he did not feel surprised that there was an absence of hidden guards.
"Why are you here?"
Oliver asked, his tone was a bit cold, it was clear that he was not welcoming of this person.
The 2nd elder sibling who saw that Oliver has completely healed was surprised a little considering the serious wounds he suffered earlier.
He proceeded to question first, ignoring Oliver's previous question, "Where is your respect? I am your older brother."
His tone was arrogant and condescending as if he was looking down on Oliver.
Oliver cringed at the thick-skinned and shameless sibling of his.
"An older sibling who watched his younger brother get beaten half to death and enjoyed the whole show without lifting a finger, from your reaction, I am assuming that you don't care about what happens to me?"
The 2nd sibling was silent for a moment upon listening to his sarcastic remarks of anger.
"You are right, I did not feel anything, you should know that strength is everything, we, the Mystic Purge clan, does not acknowledge the weak. If you are weak, then you are nothing."
He calmly said, as if this was the most normal thing in the world.
"As expected from you..." Oliver did not wanted to argue with him any more, he directly asked,
"What do you want from me?"
The 2nd brother of his paused and looked at Oliver's handsome face for a bit, only now did he realize that his features were terrifyingly similar to Nadia...
Earlier, he was too busy to look at his face and only now he realized this.
Looking at his face, the image of Nadia's face converged in his mind as he suddenly recalled the earlier incident where he experienced shame.
His face turned ugly as he once again questioned in a superior tone,
"Why are your injuries healed? It should have taken at least a week for your bones and skin to even start recovering—"
He abruptly stopped in the middle as he thought of something bizarre, his eyes widened at his own though as he asked in an impatient tone.
"Don't tell me... did Nadia use a healing elixir on a waste like you... it can't be that... there's no way that girl would ever-"
Oliver looked at his supposed elder brother and felt amused by his expressions... indeed it was quite hard to accept the reality that the cold and ruthless Nadia had actually used an elixir on a talentless bastard.
If this news were to spread, everyone in the clan would feel shocked, but more so, his mother and father would immediately isolate Nadia from everyone.
Ophelia, his dangerous mother, wanted to cultivate Nadia into a perfect and superior existence, to her, emotions were an obstacle that would only get in the way of her daughter's path to greatness.
Oliver was very sure that if this brat snitched on them then his mother would do everything to kill Nadia's emotions, and it may be as worse as torturing and killing him in front of her.
He shivered a bit as he realized the seriousness, he really cannot allow this fake brother of his to leave easily now.
"Well, I had a healing elixir with me that I used..."
Even though he knew it was quite useless to lie in front
of this guy, he still said a few words.
And as he had expected, the 2nd brother flew into rage.