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"If you have understood me, then…" Tucker put on his smile again and said, "Let's go!"
After another 30 minutes of walk, they arrived near a cemetery. As per their earlier briefing, Tucker and the boys were supposed to wait for their signal before entering the periphery of the cemetery.
Loitering by the narrow white stairs, they pretended to be a family of tourists who were here for the summer holiday. Tucker even took out a binocular and gave it to Cyrus, who was now looking around in fascination while complaining about there being too much white.
"So, that Atlas guy was buried here?" Juin asked as he overlooked the cemetery that was at a lower altitude from where he was standing. "Which one is his cemetery?"
"Erm…" Tucker narrowed his eyes and tried to locate Atlas' cemetery. He suddenly straightened his back and pointed at a badly maintained grave. "That one…"
Juin and Cyrus quickly looked over to where he was pointing, and when they saw the state of the grave, which was visible to them even from far away, their jaws dropped.
"Seriously? Wasn't he an important guy? And that his grave is an important site?" Juin asked with a frown. To think that a hero was treated so badly…
"He was… But he was also a supernatural being, so there were certain things that were buried with him, which made it tempting to grave robbers. Thus, to avoid his grave from being looted by others, when he died, the Order made sure to keep it low profile."
"But it won't stop others from robbing it, right?" Juin asked. "Like people from other groups, or even people from the Order itself?"
"Well, one can always try… Heck, many did actually. Even President Presley and some of the more powerful council members had tried their luck before. Of course, when they were doing it, it was called exploration," Tucker said nonchalantly, as if he were talking about something as boring as washing dishes.
He then shrugged and added with a chuckle, "Anyway, as you can tell from my words, they failed. Atlas was a powerful mage who was pretty possessive of his treasures, so before he died, he placed a lot of spells in his intended gravesite, which was later on activated by his students. Whoever tried to loot his grave… Well, if they can do it successfully and come out alive, no one will go after them."
Juin and Cyrus exchanged glances before nodding slowly. The implication behind Tucker's words was that Atlas had placed some spells in his grave.
"Wait, President Presley tried it before?" Juin asked with his eyes slightly widened.
Tucker nodded. "It was many, many decades ago, before you were even born. Rumors had it that Atlas' grave contained a mysterious weapon. You remember what I taught you about weapons, specifically the types of weapons?"
Juin nodded.
They covered this in one of their lessons. Weapons had ranks as well. For the low-rank ones, such as the hunting sword that Juin received from Tucker, as well as the hunting knife that Tucker gave to Cyrus, these could be used by anyone who had soul powers, but the strength of this type of weapons was naturally weak, not to mention that these weapons had lots of limitations and were easily breakable. These basic weapons were also known as the C-rank weapons.
Then, it was the B-rank weapons. B-rank weapons were more specified. To bring out the weapon's true power, compatibility was extremely important, and it had to match the user's soul power. Most ordinary members in the different groups would have B-rank weapons at hand.
Then, the A-rank weapons. Same like B-rank weapons, A-rank weapons required compatibility with the users' soul powers. In addition, A-rank weapons would also grant their users specific abilities that corresponded with the users' elements.
For example, Mika Nakamura's purple whip was an A-rank weapon known as the "Dawnbreaker", which in addition to having an unknown ability, it also gave her the ability to better control and wield electricity. According to rumors, Mika Nakamura was unable to control her electricity, and thus, her brother got her this weapon.
Lastly, the S-rank weapons, such as Nightfall, the dagger that Juin had at the moment. Not only could it be infused with the user's soul power, increasing the strengths of the owners at minimum soul power expenditure, but it also had its own unique ability, which was the soul-damaging ability of the dagger.
In addition, S-rank weapons did not have any limitation when it came to soul power compatibility, which was why Juin was able to use Nightfall with his fire element while Ralmaroz, the late Daemon King, was able to use it with his ice element.
"So, what rank would the rumored weapon be at?" Juin asked as he stared at the members who had suddenly disappeared from view once they got within 50 meters of Atlas' grave. He recalled from the briefing earlier that normal humans who stumbled upon this view would only see the illusion of the people praying at a grave briefly before hurrying off.
When he heard his student's question, Tucker glanced at Juin, and with a mysterious smirk, he then said in a low voice, "An immortal rank."
"Wait, what?" Juin raised a brow. "Immortal?"
"That's just a rumor that has been passed down generations upon generations…" Tucker shrugged before hinting them to move upon seeing the signal from one of the senior members.
As they walked down the narrow steps, Juin asked, "Does it really exist?"
"Immortal rank weapons do indeed exist, but no one knows what they look like or what they could do. Even so, whenever someone heard about the existence of an immortal rank weapon, they would naturally want to covet it, your President Presley included. Of course, he wasn't the president then, so he did not feel ashamed of his action.
"And the consequence of his action was a severe injury to his soul power reserve," Tucker said with a solemn expression, yet a small smile appeared on his face. His Silence spell was still on, so he wasn't afraid to speak out loud.
Perhaps it was then that Tucker started to be wary of President Presley… because in the decades that followed, a lot of powerful members in the Order started to mysteriously die one after the other, most of them died without any remains.
And these powerful members that died mysteriously? They were all the contenders for the presidential seat.
After their deaths, those who were elected to replace their seats were, surprise, surprise… Presley's "friends".
Tucker clenched his fists, because among all those who died mysteriously, one of them was his best friend and lover. Not having any proof, Tucker could only bid and wait. He waited decades after decades, but there was no one that could help him get his revenge. And to make things worse, Presley kept getting stronger and stronger…
"Mr. Tucker?" Juin and Cyrus both stopped in their tracks and called out when they saw Tucker's thunderous expression.
Looking at his student and his "pet", Tucker placed his arms around Juin and Cyrus' shoulders and said, "Don't think too much about this. Just focus on the battle later. Try to win as many resources as you can, and get into the top teams."
Cyrus and Juin both nodded, and the former then said, "I'll keep Juin alive, don't worry about that, Mr. Tucker! Just make sure you keep your promises of letting me ride Nagi."
He then held up his little pinkie finger to jog Tucker's memory.
"Oh yeah…" Tucker nodded when he recalled such a promise. "Of course! Top 3 teams, and you can ride Nagi once!"
He actually didn't have to make this promise, since his dragon, Nagi, was very fond of Cyrus. But he lied to Cyrus and told him that Nagi did not like to be ridden by just anyone and that only a strong person could be allowed to ride him, and that if Cyrus could get Juin into one of the top 3 teams, then he would do his best to convince Nagi.
"We will definitely get in!" Cyrus fistbumped Tucker as he grinned happily.
"Hey, I'm your student. Must you look down on me like that?" Juin sighed.
"I'm not looking down on you," Tucker said with a nonchalant wave of his hand, "but even after weeks of training, you have barely learned 10% of my skills…"
Actually, Tucker was impressed that Juin actually picked up a lot, but he was not willing to say so, fearing that he might inflate his student's ego.
When he saw Juin's unimpressed expression, Tucker quickly added, "But you managed to learn like 5%, so that's something. You are the best student I ever had!"
"I'm the only student you ever had!" Juin mumbled before walking ahead of them.
"Ignore him, he's going through PMS," Cyrus said in a low voice as they continued walking.
Hearing what Cyrus just said, Tucker laughed out loud and asked, "What do you know about PMS?"
"Apparently it's a time when people become irritated easily. I overheard Luca saying this to Maris previously," Cyrus said, seemingly proud of the fact that he knew something that Tucker did not know.
Looking at Cyrus' proud expression, Tucker did not bother to correct him, nor to tell him that it was a natural condition that only happened to women. He merely patted Cyrus' back, and forcing back the laughter, he stuttered, "T-That's right. Juin is going through PMS at the moment."
When Juin glanced back at them, both of them pretended nothing was happening and merely smiled politely at him.
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"If you have understood me, then…" Tucker put on his smile again and said, "Let's go!"
After another 30 minutes of walk, they arrived near a cemetery. As per their earlier briefing, Tucker and the boys were supposed to wait for their signal before entering the periphery of the cemetery.
Loitering by the narrow white stairs, they pretended to be a family of tourists who were here for the summer holiday. Tucker even took out a binocular and gave it to Cyrus, who was now looking around in fascination while complaining about there being too much white.
"So, that Atlas guy was buried here?" Juin asked as he overlooked the cemetery that was at a lower altitude from where he was standing. "Which one is his cemetery?"
"Erm…" Tucker narrowed his eyes and tried to locate Atlas' cemetery. He suddenly straightened his back and pointed at a badly maintained grave. "That one…"
Juin and Cyrus quickly looked over to where he was pointing, and when they saw the state of the grave, which was visible to them even from far away, their jaws dropped.
"Seriously? Wasn't he an important guy? And that his grave is an important site?" Juin asked with a frown. To think that a hero was treated so badly…
"He was… But he was also a supernatural being, so there were certain things that were buried with him, which made it tempting to grave robbers. Thus, to avoid his grave from being looted by others, when he died, the Order made sure to keep it low profile."
"But it won't stop others from robbing it, right?" Juin asked. "Like people from other groups, or even people from the Order itself?"
"Well, one can always try… Heck, many did actually. Even President Presley and some of the more powerful council members had tried their luck before. Of course, when they were doing it, it was called exploration," Tucker said nonchalantly, as if he were talking about something as boring as washing dishes.
He then shrugged and added with a chuckle, "Anyway, as you can tell from my words, they failed. Atlas was a powerful mage who was pretty possessive of his treasures, so before he died, he placed a lot of spells in his intended gravesite, which was later on activated by his students. Whoever tried to loot his grave… Well, if they can do it successfully and come out alive, no one will go after them."
Juin and Cyrus exchanged glances before nodding slowly. The implication behind Tucker's words was that Atlas had placed some spells in his grave.
"Wait, President Presley tried it before?" Juin asked with his eyes slightly widened.
Tucker nodded. "It was many, many decades ago, before you were even born. Rumors had it that Atlas' grave contained a mysterious weapon. You remember what I taught you about weapons, specifically the types of weapons?"
Juin nodded.
They covered this in one of their lessons. Weapons had ranks as well. For the low-rank ones, such as the hunting sword that Juin received from Tucker, as well as the hunting knife that Tucker gave to Cyrus, these could be used by anyone who had soul powers, but the strength of this type of weapons was naturally weak, not to mention that these weapons had lots of limitations and were easily breakable. These basic weapons were also known as the C-rank weapons.
Then, it was the B-rank weapons. B-rank weapons were more specified. To bring out the weapon's true power, compatibility was extremely important, and it had to match the user's soul power. Most ordinary members in the different groups would have B-rank weapons at hand.
Then, the A-rank weapons. Same like B-rank weapons, A-rank weapons required compatibility with the users' soul powers. In addition, A-rank weapons would also grant their users specific abilities that corresponded with the users' elements.
For example, Mika Nakamura's purple whip was an A-rank weapon known as the "Dawnbreaker", which in addition to having an unknown ability, it also gave her the ability to better control and wield electricity. According to rumors, Mika Nakamura was unable to control her electricity, and thus, her brother got her this weapon.
Lastly, the S-rank weapons, such as Nightfall, the dagger that Juin had at the moment. Not only could it be infused with the user's soul power, increasing the strengths of the owners at minimum soul power expenditure, but it also had its own unique ability, which was the soul-damaging ability of the dagger.
In addition, S-rank weapons did not have any limitation when it came to soul power compatibility, which was why Juin was able to use Nightfall with his fire element while Ralmaroz, the late Daemon King, was able to use it with his ice element.
"So, what rank would the rumored weapon be at?" Juin asked as he stared at the members who had suddenly disappeared from view once they got within 50 meters of Atlas' grave. He recalled from the briefing earlier that normal humans who stumbled upon this view would only see the illusion of the people praying at a grave briefly before hurrying off.
When he heard his student's question, Tucker glanced at Juin, and with a mysterious smirk, he then said in a low voice, "An immortal rank."
"Wait, what?" Juin raised a brow. "Immortal?"
"That's just a rumor that has been passed down generations upon generations…" Tucker shrugged before hinting them to move upon seeing the signal from one of the senior members.
As they walked down the narrow steps, Juin asked, "Does it really exist?"
"Immortal rank weapons do indeed exist, but no one knows what they look like or what they could do. Even so, whenever someone heard about the existence of an immortal rank weapon, they would naturally want to covet it, your President Presley included. Of course, he wasn't the president then, so he did not feel ashamed of his action.
"And the consequence of his action was a severe injury to his soul power reserve," Tucker said with a solemn expression, yet a small smile appeared on his face. His Silence spell was still on, so he wasn't afraid to speak out loud.
Perhaps it was then that Tucker started to be wary of President Presley… because in the decades that followed, a lot of powerful members in the Order started to mysteriously die one after the other, most of them died without any remains.
And these powerful members that died mysteriously? They were all the contenders for the presidential seat.
After their deaths, those who were elected to replace their seats were, surprise, surprise… Presley's "friends".
Tucker clenched his fists, because among all those who died mysteriously, one of them was his best friend and lover. Not having any proof, Tucker could only bid and wait. He waited decades after decades, but there was no one that could help him get his revenge. And to make things worse, Presley kept getting stronger and stronger…
"Mr. Tucker?" Juin and Cyrus both stopped in their tracks and called out when they saw Tucker's thunderous expression.
Looking at his student and his "pet", Tucker placed his arms around Juin and Cyrus' shoulders and said, "Don't think too much about this. Just focus on the battle later. Try to win as many resources as you can, and get into the top teams."
Cyrus and Juin both nodded, and the former then said, "I'll keep Juin alive, don't worry about that, Mr. Tucker! Just make sure you keep your promises of letting me ride Nagi."
He then held up his little pinkie finger to jog Tucker's memory.
"Oh yeah…" Tucker nodded when he recalled such a promise. "Of course! Top 3 teams, and you can ride Nagi once!"
He actually didn't have to make this promise, since his dragon, Nagi, was very fond of Cyrus. But he lied to Cyrus and told him that Nagi did not like to be ridden by just anyone and that only a strong person could be allowed to ride him, and that if Cyrus could get Juin into one of the top 3 teams, then he would do his best to convince Nagi.
"We will definitely get in!" Cyrus fistbumped Tucker as he grinned happily.
"Hey, I'm your student. Must you look down on me like that?" Juin sighed.
"I'm not looking down on you," Tucker said with a nonchalant wave of his hand, "but even after weeks of training, you have barely learned 10% of my skills…"
Actually, Tucker was impressed that Juin actually picked up a lot, but he was not willing to say so, fearing that he might inflate his student's ego.
When he saw Juin's unimpressed expression, Tucker quickly added, "But you managed to learn like 5%, so that's something. You are the best student I ever had!"
"I'm the only student you ever had!" Juin mumbled before walking ahead of them.
"Ignore him, he's going through PMS," Cyrus said in a low voice as they continued walking.
Hearing what Cyrus just said, Tucker laughed out loud and asked, "What do you know about PMS?"
"Apparently it's a time when people become irritated easily. I overheard Luca saying this to Maris previously," Cyrus said, seemingly proud of the fact that he knew something that Tucker did not know.
Looking at Cyrus' proud expression, Tucker did not bother to correct him, nor to tell him that it was a natural condition that only happened to women. He merely patted Cyrus' back, and forcing back the laughter, he stuttered, "T-That's right. Juin is going through PMS at the moment."
When Juin glanced back at them, both of them pretended nothing was happening and merely smiled politely at him.
"If you have understood me, then" Tucker put on his smile again and said, "Let's go!" After another 30 minutes of walk, they arrived near a cemetery. As per their earlier briefing, Tucker and the boys were supposed to wait for their signal before entering the periphery of the cemetery. Loitering by the narrow white stairs, they pretended to be a family of tourists who were here for the summer holiday. Tucker even took out a binocular and gave it to Cyrus, who was now looking around in fascination while complaining about there being too much white. "So, that Atlas guy was buried here?" Juin asked as he overlooked the cemetery that was at a lower altitude from where he was standing. "Which one is his cemetery?" "Erm" Tucker narrowed his eyes and tried to locate Atlas' cemetery. He suddenly straightened his back and pointed at a badly maintained grave. "That one" Juin and Cyrus quickly looked over to where he was pointing, and when they saw the state of the grave, which was visible to them even from far away, their jaws dropped. "Seriously? Wasn't he an important guy? And that his grave is an important site?" Juin asked with a frown. To think that a hero was treated so badly "He was But he was also a supernatural being, so there were certain things that were buried with him, which made it tempting to grave robbers. Thus, to avoid his grave from being looted by others, when he died, the Order made sure to keep it low profile." "But it won't stop others from robbing it, right?" Juin asked. "Like people from other groups, or even people from the Order itself?" "Well, one can always try Heck, many did actually. Even President Presley and some of the more powerful council members had tried their luck before. Of course, when they were doing it, it was called exploration," Tucker said nonchalantly, as if he were talking about something as boring as washing dishes. He then shrugged and added with a chuckle, "Anyway, as you can tell from my words, they failed. Atlas was a powerful mage who was pretty possessive of his treasures, so before he died, he placed a lot of spells in his intended gravesite, which was later on activated by his students. Whoever tried to loot his grave Well, if they can do it successfully and come out alive, no one will go after them." Juin and Cyrus exchanged glances before nodding slowly. The implication behind Tucker's words was that Atlas had placed some spells in his grave. "Wait, President Presley tried it before?" Juin asked with his eyes slightly widened. Tucker nodded. "It was many, many decades ago, before you were even born. Rumors had it that Atlas' grave contained a mysterious weapon. You remember what I taught you about weapons, specifically the types of weapons?" Juin nodded. They covered this in one of their lessons. Weapons had ranks as well. For the low-rank ones, such as the hunting sword that Juin received from Tucker, as well as the hunting knife that Tucker gave to Cyrus, these could be used by anyone who had soul powers, but the strength of this type of weapons was naturally weak, not to mention that these weapons had lots of limitations and were easily breakable. These basic weapons were also known as the C-rank weapons. Then, it was the B-rank weapons. B-rank weapons were more specified. To bring out the weapon's true power, compatibility was extremely important, and it had to match the user's soul power. Most ordinary members in the different groups would have B-rank weapons at hand. Then, the A-rank weapons. Same like B-rank weapons, A-rank weapons required compatibility with the users' soul powers. In addition, A-rank weapons would also grant their users specific abilities that corresponded with the users' elements. For example, Mika Nakamura's purple whip was an A-rank weapon known as the "Dawnbreaker", which in addition to having an unknown ability, it also gave her the ability to better control and wield electricity. According to rumors, Mika Nakamura was unable to control her electricity, and thus, her brother got her this weapon. Lastly, the S-rank weapons, such as Nightfall, the dagger that Juin had at the moment. Not only could it be infused with the user's soul power, increasing the strengths of the owners at minimum soul power expenditure, but it also had its own unique ability, which was the soul-damaging ability of the dagger. In addition, S-rank weapons did not have any limitation when it came to soul power compatibility, which was why Juin was able to use Nightfall with his fire element while Ralmaroz, the late Daemon King, was able to use it with his ice element. "So, what rank would the rumored weapon be at?" Juin asked as he stared at the members who had suddenly disappeared from view once they got within 50 meters of Atlas' grave. He recalled from the briefing earlier that normal humans who stumbled upon this view would only see the illusion of the people praying at a grave briefly before hurrying off. When he heard his student's question, Tucker glanced at Juin, and with a mysterious smirk, he then said in a low voice, "An immortal rank." "Wait, what?" Juin raised a brow. "Immortal?" "That's just a rumor that has been passed down generations upon generations" Tucker shrugged before hinting them to move upon seeing the signal from one of the senior members. As they walked down the narrow steps, Juin asked, "Does it really exist?" "Immortal rank weapons do indeed exist, but no one knows what they look like or what they could do. Even so, whenever someone heard about the existence of an immortal rank weapon, they would naturally want to covet it, your President Presley included. Of course, he wasn't the president then, so he did not feel ashamed of his action. "And the consequence of his action was a severe injury to his soul power reserve," Tucker said with a solemn expression, yet a small smile appeared on his face. His Silence spell was still on, so he wasn't afraid to speak out loud. Perhaps it was then that Tucker started to be wary of President Presley because in the decades that followed, a lot of powerful members in the Order started to mysteriously die one after the other, most of them died without any remains. And these powerful members that died mysteriously? They were all the contenders for the presidential seat. After their deaths, those who were elected to replace their seats were, surprise, surprise Presley's "friends". Tucker clenched his fists, because among all those who died mysteriously, one of them was his best friend and lover. Not having any proof, Tucker could only bid and wait. He waited decades after decades, but there was no one that could help him get his revenge. And to make things worse, Presley kept getting stronger and stronger "Mr. Tucker?" Juin and Cyrus both stopped in their tracks and called out when they saw Tucker's thunderous expression. Looking at his student and his "pet", Tucker placed his arms around Juin and Cyrus' shoulders and said, "Don't think too much about this. Just focus on the battle later. Try to win as many resources as you can, and get into the top teams." Cyrus and Juin both nodded, and the former then said, "I'll keep Juin alive, don't worry about that, Mr. Tucker! Just make sure you keep your promises of letting me ride Nagi." He then held up his little pinkie finger to jog Tucker's memory. "Oh yeah" Tucker nodded when he recalled such a promise. "Of course! Top 3 teams, and you can ride Nagi once!" He actually didn't have to make this promise, since his dragon, Nagi, was very fond of Cyrus. But he lied to Cyrus and told him that Nagi did not like to be ridden by just anyone and that only a strong person could be allowed to ride him, and that if Cyrus could get Juin into one of the top 3 teams, then he would do his best to convince Nagi. "We will definitely get in!" Cyrus fistbumped Tucker as he grinned happily. "Hey, I'm your student. Must you look down on me like that?" Juin sighed. "I'm not looking down on you," Tucker said with a nonchalant wave of his hand, "but even after weeks of training, you have barely learned 10% of my skills" Actually, Tucker was impressed that Juin actually picked up a lot, but he was not willing to say so, fearing that he might inflate his student's ego. When he saw Juin's unimpressed expression, Tucker quickly added, "But you managed to learn like 5%, so that's something. You are the best student I ever had!" "I'm the only student you ever had!" Juin mumbled before walking ahead of them. "Ignore him, he's going through PMS," Cyrus said in a low voice as they continued walking. Hearing what Cyrus just said, Tucker laughed out loud and asked, "What do you know about PMS?" "Apparently it's a time when people become irritated easily. I overheard Luca saying this to Maris previously," Cyrus said, seemingly proud of the fact that he knew something that Tucker did not know. Looking at Cyrus' proud expression, Tucker did not bother to correct him, nor to tell him that it was a natural condition that only happened to women. He merely patted Cyrus' back, and forcing back the laughter, he stuttered, "T-That's right. Juin is going through PMS at the moment." When Juin glanced back at them, both of them pretended nothing was happening and merely smiled politely at him.
