Chapter 159: Rise Of Kimon
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There was a comprehensive silence that ensued, following Dorian's last words.
Reve broke it with a pensive look, "I must say, that is hypocritical. A bit interlined. What you want is a purpose, a greater purpose for your measly existence. A purpose that will light up the darkness in the heart of your gang's younger generation."
Just when Dorian thought Reve was about to leave, the latter smiled at him, "But I'm all ears. And I think your mates feel the same...."
Looking at the veil of the tent, Reve could see the silhouettes of the thieves eavesdropping on them. He had sensed them a long time ago but since they meant no harm, he let them be.
Dorian looked at where Reve pointed.
"What are you guys doing?" shouted Dorian
"Aye..." tried speaking of the thieves, but he couldn't find what to say.
Feeling helpless, Dorian ignored them and continued his conversation, "I think you need our help. Despite being at the lowest bottom, we have the manpower and can be used however you see fit. Also, it would not raise too much attention if you operate through us."
Reve smirked, "Oh, and If you die under my leadership?"
"Then death will be our end. There is nothing more peaceful than having a purposeful death," remarked Dorian.
Reve looked into his eyes and saw a dark star hovering in the void of his eyes. He commented, "That ideology is a bit frightening. A willful death, huh? You almost sound like a fanatic."
Letting out a cold breath, Reve heaved, "What a sad life? All right, we shall do it your way. Remember, you all chose this path for yourself."
He knew that there was no way Dorian was only speaking for himself. The way the other listeners kept quiet was an indication that they held the same opinion.
This gang of thieves was more closely knitted than he thought. Of course, they were even crazier for offering themselves to him.
Reve sat down back and watched as the realization of their actions donned on them.
After a while, Dorian politely led the question, "How shall we address you?"
Reve deeply thought of what he should say. He remembered the words of caution he had for himself, 'Reve of Azea can never be associated with the spy persona!'
Giving them his name was not a matter. It was a matter of absolute segregation. He had to never be linked to Reve of Azea.
That was why he wore another appearance. Albeit, it was also too attractive, it would work.
Thinking to himself, Reve finally opened his mouth, "Call me.....Kimon."
His declaration of his name echoed through the hearts of all that heard.
Taking the role of his direct attendant, Dorian moved closer to him, "Kimon...You would need something more distinctive to hide your appearance. In our line of work, identity like yours should never be revealed."
Reve nodded and searched his inner pockets for something. After a while, he found it.
It was a small black rock. He had requested it from Circe sometime ago.
Basically, it was a substitute for another item in the gem pendant that Circe gave him. Reve had a mask in the gem pendant, but he couldn't use it since it was too eye-catching.
Hence, he brought out a rare metal from one of Circe's collections called aranium. It was a shapeshifting metal that could be molded to an object.
If provided the right enchantments, it could develop two forms. The object form and the pebble form. The object form was not that appealing. It was a plain grey mask, which was just perfect for Reve!
Donning the mask, Reve gained a mysterious aura around him. Despite there being no holes for his eyes, he could use his [Nexus Eyes] to observe his surroundings. However, using that wouldn't give him the same result as humans' natural sight.
In a way, it was better as it gave more details but focused less on beauty.
Reve sighed as he once again realized his plans were already kicking in.
All that was left was his impromptu next steps.
Holding his chin, Reve informed loudly, "I need to get to the higher hierarchy!"
That was where the piece of information he was searching for might be.
However, as soon as he said that, all the thieves sucked in a cold breath. This was something they had been chasing after all their lives, yet Kimon loudly declared his goal with a tone of certainty
Dorian smiled not long after, "You came just at the right time. Rumors from above say that the top organization of the Underworld is experiencing instability after their head died. This is a great opportunity for all bottom organizations. Instability denotes a slackness of rules. There will be a quick reconstruction and if we play our cards right, we might earn a spot at the top or middle."
Reve absorbed what Dorian said, "An instability...…..the passing of the top leader....You may just be right, but we need to gain recognition fast. Based on what you said, each organization has a product or service that they sell. They have their unique activities."
He went on, "This is the trait of all top organizations. To become one of them, we must adopt this trait. However, it is dangerous. We can easily make enemies which is not wise for a young organization. Hmmmm...…."
Dorian took this chance to speak up, " I understand. I will compile a list of all local Underworld organizations and their unique traits. This would assist you in your decision. My gang is good at collecting information."
"How long will it take you?" asked Reve.
"A day at most," replied Dorian.
"Okay, then I will spend the night here while waiting for your list."
Reve closed his eyes as Dorian hastily left the scene. In his mind, he was seeing the different paths he could take from now on.
That was still to be decided, but at least now he had a front cover. He could act as the leader of a new organization and infiltrate the Underworld.
Now, he just had to find a good name.
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There was a comprehensive silence that ensued, following Dorian's last words.
Reve broke it with a pensive look, "I must say, that is hypocritical. A bit interlined. What you want is a purpose, a greater purpose for your measly existence. A purpose that will light up the darkness in the heart of your gang's younger generation."
Just when Dorian thought Reve was about to leave, the latter smiled at him, "But I'm all ears. And I think your mates feel the same...."
Looking at the veil of the tent, Reve could see the silhouettes of the thieves eavesdropping on them. He had sensed them a long time ago but since they meant no harm, he let them be.
Dorian looked at where Reve pointed.
"What are you guys doing?" shouted Dorian
"Aye..." tried speaking of the thieves, but he couldn't find what to say.
Feeling helpless, Dorian ignored them and continued his conversation, "I think you need our help. Despite being at the lowest bottom, we have the manpower and can be used however you see fit. Also, it would not raise too much attention if you operate through us."
Reve smirked, "Oh, and If you die under my leadership?"
"Then death will be our end. There is nothing more peaceful than having a purposeful death," remarked Dorian.
Reve looked into his eyes and saw a dark star hovering in the void of his eyes. He commented, "That ideology is a bit frightening. A willful death, huh? You almost sound like a fanatic."
Letting out a cold breath, Reve heaved, "What a sad life? All right, we shall do it your way. Remember, you all chose this path for yourself."
He knew that there was no way Dorian was only speaking for himself. The way the other listeners kept quiet was an indication that they held the same opinion.
This gang of thieves was more closely knitted than he thought. Of course, they were even crazier for offering themselves to him.
Reve sat down back and watched as the realization of their actions donned on them.
After a while, Dorian politely led the question, "How shall we address you?"
Reve deeply thought of what he should say. He remembered the words of caution he had for himself, 'Reve of Azea can never be associated with the spy persona!'
Giving them his name was not a matter. It was a matter of absolute segregation. He had to never be linked to Reve of Azea.
That was why he wore another appearance. Albeit, it was also too attractive, it would work.
Thinking to himself, Reve finally opened his mouth, "Call me.....Kimon."
His declaration of his name echoed through the hearts of all that heard.
Taking the role of his direct attendant, Dorian moved closer to him, "Kimon...You would need something more distinctive to hide your appearance. In our line of work, identity like yours should never be revealed."
Reve nodded and searched his inner pockets for something. After a while, he found it.
It was a small black rock. He had requested it from Circe sometime ago.
Basically, it was a substitute for another item in the gem pendant that Circe gave him. Reve had a mask in the gem pendant, but he couldn't use it since it was too eye-catching.
Hence, he brought out a rare metal from one of Circe's collections called aranium. It was a shapeshifting metal that could be molded to an object.
If provided the right enchantments, it could develop two forms. The object form and the pebble form. The object form was not that appealing. It was a plain grey mask, which was just perfect for Reve!
Donning the mask, Reve gained a mysterious aura around him. Despite there being no holes for his eyes, he could use his [Nexus Eyes] to observe his surroundings. However, using that wouldn't give him the same result as humans' natural sight.
In a way, it was better as it gave more details but focused less on beauty.
Reve sighed as he once again realized his plans were already kicking in.
All that was left was his impromptu next steps.
Holding his chin, Reve informed loudly, "I need to get to the higher hierarchy!"
That was where the piece of information he was searching for might be.
However, as soon as he said that, all the thieves sucked in a cold breath. This was something they had been chasing after all their lives, yet Kimon loudly declared his goal with a tone of certainty
Dorian smiled not long after, "You came just at the right time. Rumors from above say that the top organization of the Underworld is experiencing instability after their head died. This is a great opportunity for all bottom organizations. Instability denotes a slackness of rules. There will be a quick reconstruction and if we play our cards right, we might earn a spot at the top or middle."
Reve absorbed what Dorian said, "An instability...…..the passing of the top leader....You may just be right, but we need to gain recognition fast. Based on what you said, each organization has a product or service that they sell. They have their unique activities."
He went on, "This is the trait of all top organizations. To become one of them, we must adopt this trait. However, it is dangerous. We can easily make enemies which is not wise for a young organization. Hmmmm...…."
Dorian took this chance to speak up, " I understand. I will compile a list of all local Underworld organizations and their unique traits. This would assist you in your decision. My gang is good at collecting information."
"How long will it take you?" asked Reve.
"A day at most," replied Dorian.
"Okay, then I will spend the night here while waiting for your list."
Reve closed his eyes as Dorian hastily left the scene. In his mind, he was seeing the different paths he could take from now on.
That was still to be decided, but at least now he had a front cover. He could act as the leader of a new organization and infiltrate the Underworld.
Now, he just had to find a good name.
There was a comprehensive silence that ensued, following Dorian's last words. Reve broke it with a pensive look, "I must say, that is hypocritical. A bit interlined. What you want is a purpose, a greater purpose for your measly existence. A purpose that will light up the darkness in the heart of your gang's younger generation."Just when Dorian thought Reve was about to leave, the latter smiled at him, "But I'm all ears. And I think your mates feel the same...."Looking at the veil of the tent, Reve could see the silhouettes of the thieves eavesdropping on them. He had sensed them a long time ago but since they meant no harm, he let them be.Dorian looked at where Reve pointed."What are you guys doing?" shouted Dorian"Aye..." tried speaking of the thieves, but he couldn't find what to say. Feeling helpless, Dorian ignored them and continued his conversation, "I think you need our help. Despite being at the lowest bottom, we have the manpower and can be used however you see fit. Also, it would not raise too much attention if you operate through us."Reve smirked, "Oh, and If you die under my leadership?""Then death will be our end. There is nothing more peaceful than having a purposeful death," remarked Dorian. Reve looked into his eyes and saw a dark star hovering in the void of his eyes. He commented, "That ideology is a bit frightening. A willful death, huh? You almost sound like a fanatic."Letting out a cold breath, Reve heaved, "What a sad life? All right, we shall do it your way. Remember, you all chose this path for yourself."He knew that there was no way Dorian was only speaking for himself. The way the other listeners kept quiet was an indication that they held the same opinion. This gang of thieves was more closely knitted than he thought. Of course, they were even crazier for offering themselves to him.Reve sat down back and watched as the realization of their actions donned on them. After a while, Dorian politely led the question, "How shall we address you?"Reve deeply thought of what he should say. He remembered the words of caution he had for himself, 'Reve of Azea can never be associated with the spy persona!'Giving them his name was not a matter. It was a matter of absolute segregation. He had to never be linked to Reve of Azea. That was why he wore another appearance. Albeit, it was also too attractive, it would work. Thinking to himself, Reve finally opened his mouth, "Call me.....Kimon."His declaration of his name echoed through the hearts of all that heard. Taking the role of his direct attendant, Dorian moved closer to him, "Kimon...You would need something more distinctive to hide your appearance. In our line of work, identity like yours should never be revealed."Reve nodded and searched his inner pockets for something. After a while, he found it. It was a small black rock. He had requested it from Circe sometime ago. Basically, it was a substitute for another item in the gem pendant that Circe gave him. Reve had a mask in the gem pendant, but he couldn't use it since it was too eye-catching. Hence, he brought out a rare metal from one of Circe's collections called aranium. It was a shapeshifting metal that could be molded to an object. If provided the right enchantments, it could develop two forms. The object form and the pebble form. The object form was not that appealing. It was a plain grey mask, which was just perfect for Reve!Donning the mask, Reve gained a mysterious aura around him. Despite there being no holes for his eyes, he could use his Nexus Eyes to observe his surroundings. However, using that wouldn't give him the same result as humans' natural sight.In a way, it was better as it gave more details but focused less on beauty.Reve sighed as he once again realized his plans were already kicking in. All that was left was his impromptu next steps. Holding his chin, Reve informed loudly, "I need to get to the higher hierarchy!"That was where the piece of information he was searching for might be. However, as soon as he said that, all the thieves sucked in a cold breath. This was something they had been chasing after all their lives, yet Kimon loudly declared his goal with a tone of certaintyDorian smiled not long after, "You came just at the right time. Rumors from above say that the top organization of the Underworld is experiencing instability after their head died. This is a great opportunity for all bottom organizations. Instability denotes a slackness of rules. There will be a quick reconstruction and if we play our cards right, we might earn a spot at the top or middle."Reve absorbed what Dorian said, "An instability.....the passing of the top leader....You may just be right, but we need to gain recognition fast. Based on what you said, each organization has a product or service that they sell. They have their unique activities."He went on, "This is the trait of all top organizations. To become one of them, we must adopt this trait. However, it is dangerous. We can easily make enemies which is not wise for a young organization. Hmmmm...."Dorian took this chance to speak up, " I understand. I will compile a list of all local Underworld organizations and their unique traits. This would assist you in your decision. My gang is good at collecting information.""How long will it take you?" asked Reve. "A day at most," replied Dorian. "Okay, then I will spend the night here while waiting for your list."Reve closed his eyes as Dorian hastily left the scene. In his mind, he was seeing the different paths he could take from now on. That was still to be decided, but at least now he had a front cover. He could act as the leader of a new organization and infiltrate the Underworld. Now, he just had to find a good name.
