Odyssey of the Blind God

"What the hell are you talking about?" Nial nearly exploded when he heard the bullshit of the Royal Princess, "Why would my father have to infiltrate the Black Market?!"

For a moment, Nial was unable to control his emotions. Darkness surged out of his body and the pressure in the surroundings increased drastically.

The wooden hut began to tremble and one could hear the creaking wood that was about to break at any moment.

'Why would you put my father in danger?' Nial was clenching his fists and was ready to teach the Royal Princess a proper lesson if that was truly necessary. It looked like she had temporarily forgotten, whose father she was referring to, after all!

Evalyne swallowed her saliva at the sight of the dense darkness that oozed out of Nial's body and she felt her knees quake a little.

Thus, she was just about to take a step back, when Miles' hand reached out for his son's shoulder.

"Nial, calm down! It was my idea to help them with the infiltration of the Black Market!" Miles informed Nial and the pressure in the surroundings decreased almost instantly.

"But why would you do that? You are only at the 1st Mirae rank...if something happens, you might even die before someone can come and rescue you!" Nial tried hard to not shout when he told his father how foolish he was.

Miles had just been under depression because of his wife's death, and now that he had finally come back to his senses, Miles wanted to go on suicide missions that were completely unrelated to him? The Black Market, or anything related to him, was of no concern to Miles!

"You don't know how much we struggled because of the new items foreign races sell at the Black Market...it is devastating!! There are all kinds of altered techniques that force you to follow a specific path, inevitably turning the wielder of those techniques into the pawns of the techniques' Originator, but that's not everything.

There are all kinds of Treasures with short-term uses and benefits but they will harm the body in the long run. And then, there are Cultivation Drugs, or whatever they call them...if you take these drugs, your mana aptitude increases temporarily and you will get addicted to the sensation of being able to handle more mana. The Drugs turn you into an addict, and the worst kind of human being who would go at any lengths to get those drugs...

They even give out free samples to recently awakened children..." Miles informed, and he felt like cursing out loud when he revealed the part about the children.

Nial figured that Miles wanted to completely take down the Black Market because they didn't even spare innocent children from their evil plans. Though his father's anger was justified it was still not to Nial's liking.

"Does it have to be you?" He thus asked, hoping that the Royal Princess would try to put some sense in his father.

"Unfortunately, it has to be your father. He is the only one, who is not known by anyone but has most information about the happenings in Halheim. Your father was very interested in everything that happened in the shelter, which is why he made his daily research using the information department of your Onyx Association!" Princess Evalyne exposed Miles' deeds and that was more than enough for Nial to sigh deeply.

"I don't like it..." He revealed his honest thoughts and turned to his father, "Only if you can use this Heavenly Protector Runic Armament twice will I allow you to play hero!"

Nial revealed a bunch of rings to his father, and he forced him to wear all of them, obviously as a safety measure and not a means to dress him up.
Nial knew that he was a jerk for his choice of words right now, but it was hard for him to control his emotions right now. There were too many things that frustrated him about his father's decision, especially since he was not sure if his mother had sent him back to the Forest of Life just to look after his father, or something else.

It was possible that his mother had only sent him back to the Forest of Life to protect him from any future mishaps, or that his dream was something his subconscious mind had generated to tell him that now was the time to get back home.

Nial was not sure about the true nature of his nightmares and dreams, but they had always been a little weird. Thus, his premonition was definitely not something great, and far from his liking.

Miles, however, was quite unruffled despite his son's obvious worry. He felt that their roles had been reversed and that Nial treated him like a child, which caused him to shake his head.

However, his interest was also pulled toward the rings that Nial had labeled 'Heavenly Protector'.

"What are those?" He ended up asking, ignoring the bits of frustration he felt.



"You can materialize a large shield in front of you by inserting enough mana into one of the rings. The shield is strong enough to deflect one attack equivalent to the power of an Original at the Keltia rank, or multiple attacks with lower power output. The ring will break after you use it once though. That's why I gave you a bunch of them," Nial explained quite simply, replicating a weaker version of the Heavenly Protector Shield with the use of his dark energy to serve as a demonstration.

Nial's demonstration was viewed by all Elves with widened eyes as their jaws nearly hit the ground.

"You mean I can survive the attack of a Keltia Original while being at the Low Mirae rank? That's amazing...but doesn't that mean this Runic armament is extremely valuable? Are you sure that I can have that many...you didn't use your whole fortune on them, right?" Miles asked, feeling concerned about his son's finances.

He didn't want to be the reason for his son's bankruptcy. He was just about to remove the rings from his fingers when he heard Nial chuckling lightly.

"Forget it, these rings don't cost much. If you want, I can make you thousands of them!" Nial offered while pulling the dark energy back inside his body. He ignored the way all the Elves keenly observed his control of the dark energy, and focused solely on his father.

Miles' frustration had dissipated and he looked from the rings to his son, back and forth, over and over again.

"You made them?" He asked after a while and Nial nodded his head while showing his father a peace sign.

"Of course, I did!" Nial responded, his words proving to be the final blow for the Royal Princess, who stumbled forward.

"Nial...what the hell did you do in the last few months? If you really created these runic armaments...what is your current rank, and where have you been?! Just what happened to your control of dark energy as well...it's so precise and your dark energy is so dense...What exactly happened to you?" She bombarded him with one question after another, but Nial could only smile.

"I worked hard?" He answered half-heartedly, nearly giving the Elves enough reason to want to beat him up.

Nial retrieved one runic armament of each type of 'brand' he had created. One [One Strike to Hell], a [Heavenly Protector], and a [Asura's Wrath] for everyone to see what he was currently capable of.

Both One Strike to Hell and the Heavenly Protector were usable by Mirae Originals and were Broken Runic Armaments that could only be utilized once. As for Asura's Wrath, it was a Lowest Tier-3 runic armament with the power equivalent to the might that was unleashed in the Broken Runic Armaments he usually created.

The sole difference between them was that Asura's Wrath Runic Armaments wouldn't break after being used only once!

"You...are a Grandmaster Runicier...are you serious? At the age of what...25?" Evalyne felt herself involuntarily shudder when she screamed in astonishment. She stared at the runic armaments for a while, then back to Nial, who looked at her with a faint smile, and then back to the runic armaments.

"I'm not yet 25. I still have a few months to go..." Nial felt like correcting her but the cold atmosphere in the room prevented him from speaking out loud.

However, it was at this moment that he noticed something. Nial turned his head to the door of the wooden hut and he made a small wave.

"Long time no see, Master Crevian, Meryl!" Nial spoke as he continued to wave in their direction.

"I knew that I saw correctly! Didn't I tell you that I saw Nial?! See, I'm right!" Meryl exclaimed and she clasped her hands together. Meanwhile, Master Crevian nodded his head but his attention turned over to the runic armaments.

He sensed the runic constellations that had been engraved on them and stepped forward without greeting Nial or anyone else in the wooden hut. His entire attention was on the runic armaments and it was almost as if there was nothing else of interest in the world around the Old Elf.

Meryl noticed her master's interest as well which made her look at the runic armaments intently.

On the other hand, Nial's attention had been pulled away from the runic armaments.

"How many foreign races have been stirring trouble in the black market, and how far have the drugs spread? The drugs are the biggest problem or are the Cursed treasures, and the techniques more problematic?" Nial asked to the Royal Princess, who looked up upon being spoken to.

"No, you're right, the drugs are the biggest menace. Everyone with a little bit of brain can discard the cursed treasures before it's too late. As for the altered techniques, the Originals practicing these techniques can clearly feel the changes in their mana. If they were to stop after the first week of practicing these techniques, it wouldn't be a problem to prevent a permanent alteration of their mana.

That leaves us with the biggest problem that accompanies the Cultivation Drug; the fact that the distributor of these drugs is unknown and that thousands of drug addicts have disappeared in the last few months!" The Royal Princess clarified, ignoring the shocked exclamations from left and right.

Everyone was focused on Nial's runic armaments, except Nial, Miles and the Royal Princess. However, that played into their hands, especially since it looked like Nial had become a lot faster at comprehending the situations than before.

"Don't tell me..." Nial mumbled as he put together the picture,

":..are they turning the drug addicts into breeders?"

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