The Lord Is Too Overbearing

In the Age of Chaos, Pacifer Clan was filled with highly skilled people. Their prowess was well-known among the people, and everyone feared them. However, their skill wasn't the reason why they were chosen as a direct servant of the Lord.

Despite their significantly higher competence compared to others, they remained humble, and trustworthy. They treated everyone with kind, but never became a lapdog; they had pride to maintain, but never acted arrogant.

This quality was the reason why the Lord had chosen Pacifer Clan as his direct servant.

...

[Ding!]

[Factual information detected...]

[Initiating Full Immersion!]

The space warped in Basil's vision. The vastness of the Dungeon was instantly overlooked; the only thing in his vision was Caesar. He could hear not a single thing, but Caesar's voice.

Like the Guide had announced, he was fully immersed in the information Caesar was giving.

Basil stopped Caesar with his hand. "I am still befuddled by 'The Lord' you have mentioned. Can you tell me more about him?"

Caesar didn't immediately answer Basil. He stared at Basil silently, while pondering what he should tell. Vagus had discussed about this with him. She had told him not to tell much about the past to Basil.

Although he didn't know the reason why, he had never disobeyed his esteemed Lady's command.

"Our Lord was the Great Teacher. He was the first Magic teacher, the one who taught the Four Heroes Magic."

"I see..." Basil had somehow expected this. Therefore, this is not what he wanted to know. "What is your Lord?" Basil wasn't asking the name.

Caesar once again turned silent. However this time, his hesitance was visible. He was looking to anywhere but Basil's eyes. Because of this, Basil became even more curious to the information Caesar was hesitating to tell.

However, it was also at this point, someone intervened.

'Darling. I think you shouldn't probe any further about it.'

It was Vagus.

'Vagus?' Basil frowned lightly. 'Why should I not?'

'I think you better focus on your goal first, darling.'

Basil's goal was simple: improve his Core quality to the Green Core Stage, breakthrough to Amethyst Heart Stage, and finish Carving his fourth Magic Circle.

Of course, it was only simple for Basil; he got the experience, knowledge, and the Guide with him. If others were to hear that, they would surely puke a mouthful of blood due to the unbearable indignation.

Basil had roughly two months to achieve all of this.

He had everything to achieve his goal: resource, place, and peace. The only thing he lacked was time. It was because of the Obelisk of Goap's Outbreak was already close.

Realization suddenly dawned upon him.

'Guide, how much time left until the Obelisk of Goap's Outbreak?'

[Ding!]

[Answering the Host's ignorance...]

[Rough calculation of the remaining time untill the Obelisk of Goap's Outbreak: 1 month, 28 days, 14 hours, and 56 seconds.]

Basil's expression hardened slightly. He was pretty sure the last time he checked, he still had around three months until the outbreak. He didn't expect his course of action action had altered the timeline that much.

At the same moment however, Vagus' word rang in his head.

—I think you better focus on your goal first.

Then, Basil's attention returned to Caesar once again.

"Tell me the name of your Lord." Caesar hesitated, but Basil quickly urged, "Try me this time."

Caesar raised his mug, before taking a gulp of his liquor.

Tak!

He slammed the mug on the table.

"Our Lord..."

At this moment, Basil was paying close attention to the countdown of the outbreak.

"His name is ——•——"

As expected, Basil couldn't hear a single thing due to the Guide's intervention. However, he could still earn something out of Caesar's answer.

[Rough calculation of the remaining time untill the Obelisk of Goap's Outbreak: 1 month, 24 days, 15 hours, and 24 seconds.]

He could finally prove his deduction: knowing too much about the past, shortened the countdown.

He was once again reminded of Matheus' word.

—You shouldn't worry about things unrelated to the current you. Focus on your goal, and mind the rest when you have reached it. Knowing too much in the early time is not healthy.

He had been slightly puzzled at that time. However, he could finally get the gist of the meaning of Matheus' word now.

As expected of the previous Fragment Bearer, the Host of the highest grade Guide; Matheus had already known something like this would happen in advance.

Basil hummed. He felt like being played. Now that he thought about it, everything felt premeditated. It was like everything had been planned, and he was the actor who put the plan into action.

He didn't like the feeling at all. He had thought he belonged to his own self; he had thought he had figured out the scheme the world had to offer. But, it seems he was wrong. He, like the other people, was no more than a pawn.

What made him different than them was his prowess—he was the stronger pawn. Still, it changed nothing.

Finally, he made his decision; all of this took him only three seconds.

"Thank you for the story. That is enough," he said to Caesar.

Caesar slightly widened his eyes at Basil's word. He had seen Basil pondered about many things in the last three seconds, after all. He was sure the thing Basil had been pondering about was complicated.

He just didn't think Basil was that decisive at his considerably young age.

"I can tell a little bit more about Pacifer Clan, if you want to," offered Caesar.

Basil shook his head faintly. "No, that is enough. I will eventually find out about it."

Basil was saying the truth. He had the Guide with him. What was the Guide? It was the Guide to Omniscience!

Although it might sound exaggerated, Basil didn't doubt it in the slightest bit. After perfectly being connected to the Fragment, he was sure about it; Tablet of Truth didn't belong to this world.

He didn't need to be told by Matheus. He knew by the time he had upgraded the Guide to the highest grade, he would only need to complete the Tablet of Truth to reach the state of omniscience; this was the function of Tablet of Truth.

Once he became omniscient, he would know about everything without exception. Therefore, until that time came, he needed to be patient. There was no need for him to inquire about too many things unrelated to him yet.

The only thing he needed to focus himself at was improving himself.

...

"Hmm... What do you want to improve at first, Young Master?" Caesar looked to Basil.

Basil was Carving an Array on the ground—a Mana gathering Array. It would aid him in gathering the Mana around him, so he could achieve a breakthrough in his Mana Heart Cultivation faster.

Of course, counting on the Mana the Dungeon's air contained wouldn't bear him any result; there was barely any Mana in the air.

However, he had a supply of close to unlimited Mana Crystal with him. Therefore, he didn't need to worry about the lack of Mana.

"I will improve my Mana Heart first. I can finish Carving my fourth Magic Circle along with improving the quality of my Core later."

Basil had stopped ignoring Caesar after the meal they had together. Basil had figured out the only way to stop Caesar from annoying him was responding him.

True to his expectation, Caesar talked less because of it—Caesar didn't need to pester Basil, so he could get a response out of him anymore.

"Are you going to use Mana Crystal to fuel that Array?"

"Yes."

Caesar hummed. He was amazed by his Young Master's ingenuity, and the knowledge he got at that young age.

He knew Basil was a Fragment Bearer. However, he didn't actually know what a Fragment was. Therefore, he never associated Basil's knowledge with his status as a Fragment Bearer; even if he did though, he would still be wrong.

Of course, he also didn't know it all came from Basil's experience. He had no idea this was Basil's second time of living his life.

"Aren't you curious of where those Mana Crystals came from, despite how little the Mana contained in the air?" Caesar asked.

Basil was still Carving the Array. Due to how complicated the Array was, he had spent a week to Carve it. With that being said though, it wasn't the only reason it took him so long.

He also needed the time to Carve the fourth Magic Circle on his heart and trained his physique; he couldn't just focus on Carving the Array.

Still, he could multitask. Therefore, Caesar's question wasn't left unanswered.

"It is the [Mana Absorbing] Rune on the wall. It has sucked every Mana of the people—Kinslayer—trapped inside the Dungeon, exposed the Mana to the ordinary crystals, thus creating a Mana Crystal in the process."

Caesar hummed. "Hmm... To know that much just from an observation is amazing." Of course, he didn't know it came from Basil's experience. "But, I believe you don't know the reason why it was there in the very first place, Young Master."

"Hoh?" Basil quirked his eyebrow. "Mind to tell me?"

"Of course, I don't mind!" Caesar cleared his throat. "Those stupid idiots thought they could still profit from us by sucking our Mana with it; not only could it slowly weaken us, but also make Mana Crystals out of us."

He chuckled lowly. "Of course, it was a miscalculation on their part." Then, he took another gulp of his liquor.

"It worked, but not for long. In my case, although it took a long time, I managed to fix most of my crippled Magic Circles. I got to destroy the Rune right after." He laughed evilly this time. "Their attempt was all in vain!"

Basil slightly quirked his eyebrow at the enthusiasm Caesar was showing. "I believe a year of exposure is already enough to form a Mana Crystal. However from what I see, none of the Mana Crystals are mined yet."

Excluding the Mana Crystals Whitney and the others had mined, the amount of Mana Crystals the Dungeon contained was too many. It could only happen if none of the Mana Crystals were mined in large scale in the past.

"Oh, what you are thinking is right." Caesar nodded his head. "None of those idiots mined the Mana Crystal." Sensing a question coming, Caesar unconsciously explained, "They were all dead, before they could even mine the Mana Crystals."

This time, Basil turned his head to Caesar; the latter was cursing inwardly at his slip.

"I believe you can't say anything about it."

"Yes."

Basil nodded lightly, and resumed his work.

Although he was curious, he was bound to know about it someday. To make the time came faster, he needed to improve himself faster.