Cail didn't know what happened.
At one point, he was looking at the hordes of crystal, thinking he could get a reward for finding it. Then the next second, he felt his world spin and saw what he thought was his own body… headless and falling on the ground as the blood pouring from his neck blocked his view.
Cail looked at the scene with utter silence, his face showing the excited look he had before, then slowly his eyes turned dim and became lifeless.
"A young kid shouldn't have such greed… no wonder the next generations will become such arses."
I looked at my right hand which was now covered by water and shaped in the form of a blade. The edges of the water sharp and filled with blood from Cail.
The kid didn't give me much choice. I had to kill him… he was becoming as greedy as me and I know how troublesome I am, once I show greed at something.
Just look at what happened to Amelia… the bitch didn't have any choice but to frame her lover as the main culprit, who now actually works for me and is plotting his vengeance.
That actually sounds like a good story for a movie.
Cail's decapitated figure fills my vision as I look at my bloody blade like hand in confusion.
'Hmm… I really didn't feel anything.'
Back at Haiel's assassination party, I thought that because they were adult people or more like bastards who were going to kill me anyway that I didn't feel anything when I killed them.
Of course, I was a bit suspicious at my lack of emotions but now that I've killed an innocent young child… It's confirmed.
I've been brainwashed.
I don't know how it happened, but it probably has something to do with the goddess. I think it was back when she kissed me that this happened.
Before she had kissed me, my emotions were in disarray and I was worried about almost everything. But after kissing her… my worries vanished in an instant. Read complete version only at novel•fire.net
I know that it also had something to do with me gaining supremely powerful gifts that supported my mental chaos. But even then I shouldn't have changed so much that killing someone would make me feel… nothing.
It's like she turned me into a cold-blooded killer… or she just switched off a switch that troubles my moral dilemma.
Truth be told, that's actually good news. Now I won't be worrying after every small moral problem that arouses me. If she had told me then who knows how different I would have done things, then.
But it seems, she only erased that one emotion from me. I still felt love, anger, hate and every other emotion so I wasn't a broken doll. Just an upgraded version of a killer.
My strange thoughts come to a stop as I see Cail's blood spreading everywhere.
"Ah Damn it! It's on my clothes." I patted my clothes and screamed again, "And it's spreading all over the cave too."
"Damn! Just how much blood did he have inside him. It just won't stop; how much blood does this little body have anyway."
I use the sigmat ring and point towards Cail's body. Suddenly water came out of my hands went towards Cail's body. Then magically the water covered over his whole body, head and it also sucked off all the blood.
Now looking at it, the water looked like a huge blob filled his body and blood, slowly floating inside. This is a spell called Water Prison.
Just like the name, the spell acted as prison filled with water. In reality, not only the water acted like a prison but a death sentence too. If a living being were to be captured inside the spell, then they wouldn't have any oxygen to breath into.
Without oxygen… well, let's just say it will be a slow and painful death. Being suffocated by water is one of the most painful torture known to mankind.
As the water slowly revolved the figures inside, I slowly clench my hands. In accordance to me, the water prison too slowly become small as it compressed Cail's body and blood.
Before long, the 10 feet tall round water prison became as small as 2 feet. The water blob, now filled with Cail's blood and bones looked menacing. But somehow it made me smile... to think that human life was so fragile and yet so endearing.
I shake my head of the thoughts… don't want to really turn into a cold-blooded psychopath.
"Alright then, Cail. Wanna see the cave?" I said, looking at the menacing red water, "Oh, yeah… you're dead."
"Since you're dead and can't talk, why don't I make the decisions for both of us. You wouldn't disagree right?... you won't, perfect. You should have listened to me from the start , then you might actually have a voice to object." I shake my head, walking ahead as the water blob followed me.
As I went ahead, the only thing I found were crystals and crystals, that filled my vision. The cave was really big, so big that I couldn't even see the exit.
From the story, I knew that the cave was supposed to be extremely long. So long that even after harvesting through the end of the novel, the protagonist wasn't actually able to see the end.
I sigh, "Unfortunately, I'm still not strong enough to let this place surface. If I did, then some duke or even the royal bitch might actually target this place."
I rub my chin with a calculative look, "If I'm right, back then Arthur with only 20 percentages of his share of this Crys Cave, he made millions. If he made millions with only 20% and this cave wasn't even finished by then… I wonder how much I would make?"
"Hehehe… If only I could see Arthur's look right now." I shook my head again, "Not like he'll know this was his destiny anyway."
A small army's canteen.
Arthur sneezed loudly gaining Elizabeth and Samantha's attention.
"Did you caught a cold?"
"I don't think so." Arthur said as his facial expression seemed tight, "But I feel as if… I lost something very dear to me."