It took me a while to finish all the papers that were on the desk. Finally, I understood what this baldy was hiding over here.
This guy is a gang leader or was one. More like he sold illegal items to the black market. He's items were sought by a lot too, that's why he was the richest of all barons out there.
He was even richer than some earl's too, no wonder he was able to get married to one of them, even a drunk earl will think for a moment before signing something that could seal their fate.
But with him overly rich then them and also in the drunken state this guy was a good choice for them.
Not only that, but he also ran a notorious gang, a gang that I know quite clearly about from the novel and I also know that it was those guys that had this baldy killed.
Because of the scroll that I was too scared to read this morning, because of the things that are written there made the guy too scared to even attend his gang meetings or do much of the dealings too, so the secondary leader's get some courage and kill this guy.
Probably by now, they should be having troubles amongst each other deciding who should be the leader.
But putting that aside, I look at the already opened scroll laid in front of me.
To understand why this scroll was sooo critical, you need to know about the protagonist, so another brief recap.
So the protagonist, Arthur Reginald is the son of the King. Yes, the king of this kingdom. His father is Halbeck Reginald the 3rd and he had a wife and son, Arthur and his mother.
Then one day he saw a beautiful vixen.
So being a king, he does what most kings always do, he says I gotta mate with her. Unlike other vixen's this one wasn't only beautiful but smart too.
So a vixen not being beautiful-dumb but smart was a dangerous combination.
The king tried his hardest to mate with her but she was very slippery and the only way to catch her was to marry her. So the king did just that and made her a concubine.
Still the vixen wasn't satisfied. She then hatched a plan with a few other idiots, powerful ones and schemed against the good queen and her son then kicked them out.
Then finally when the king had gotten close to his love and fulfilled her every wishes, he asked one thing, "Anything else, my love?"
"Yes… how about your kingdom?"
Somehow the next day, the king fell ill.
You can see where I'm going with this right?
No, he wasn't killed. The vixen was greedy but again she was smart. She made him ill but enough to keep him alive and her being the queen, gets the seat, the power and blah blah blah.
Now this scroll here represents what each guy's role was in that scheme and surprise surprise, the baldy had the role of acquiring the poison that got the king ill.
Now you understand why I was scared shitless seeing this. If anyone ever glimpsed at it then I would definitely be tried for treason in place of the baldy.
So I should destroy it?
No, why would I? This thing holds a significant advantage over many barons, viscounts, earls and other hierarchy people.
This was the vixen's idea to make sure of having everyone's loyalty but the baldy was smart to make a copy for himself.
Now, I won't destroy this but the other documents... the ones with concrete detail that'll get me hanged, I will destroy them. Even if I could get money out of this deals, I won't be tempted now.
I'm still not strong enough.
"But I will be once and everything… EVERYTHING WILL BE MINE!"
I lift my index finger up as a black orb the size of a marble appears. I look at the marble for a second before a suction force arrive from it and sucks out all the papers and their evidences.
This was my last ability, the sealed one – Black Hole.
It was just like its name. I could create a black hole out of nothing and command over it. The problem with it was that I couldn't make it any larger or it became unstable.
And I wasn't curious enough to know what happens when a black hole becomes unstable.
Still, I smiled, "With practice, one day I will make this my trump card."
Samantha got up from the bed and felt her sore body crack.
'Ahh! Finally after such a long journey, a bed that lets me actually sleep.'
She said and got towards the window and felt the morning breeze touch her. She sighed in harmony before looking at a scene that was out of context.
She saw Henry running… or trying to run around the hill and falling out of breath the next moment.
If anyone else saw it, they would say that 'It was inevitable.', 'The fatty can't walk any faster.', 'Look how funny he looks with all that sweat pouring from him.'
But she understood. She understood because she also did the same thing once in the past and she knew that it's only by sheer will that he was running at this point.
Samantha smiled seeing his attempt and went downstairs.
Again, I was doing this dreadful thing.
I stopped for the 20th time and rejected Anna's glass of water.
Now I could run almost a 100 meters without falling. It was real progress for me. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel fire.net
"Good morning Henry." A sweet voice called out to me. Looking back, it was Samantha.
"Good morning to you too, did you have a good sleep?"
"Like a baby." She said standing beside me. "Training?"
"Yeah…" I was almost sure the next thing that would come out of her would be an insult.
"Good, keep it going like that and I'm sure you will pass this hurdle one day." Then again, she was the type to encourage the hardworking.
"Thank you," It felt good to hear genuine nice words other than Anna's.
"Say… Wanna have a spar with me?"