The Black Hand Representative"s words, along with different paths and couriers, were all being communicated to The Black Hand members. Especially Gebin city and the people around it would know.-
Artic was sitting in his shop unaware of all these things. He was starting to think something different. The reason for this was quite simple. He thought a lot in general. He always knew he had to think.
And that"s because he"s here right now because he wants to comfort himself and have a little more life experience. As Artic sat on the couch and spent time on his own, Miga came in and confronted him and started talking.
"Lord Altic, if you"re available, I"d like to consult you on something."
Altic put his cup of coffee on the table and turned his attention to Miga. Miga knew that sign was a sign you could talk about. So he didn"t take it long and he started talking.
"My lord, how much do you know about Melisal? Can you tell me something about it.»
Altic smiled slightly when he heard that question. He didn"t expect things to develop so quickly. Yes, he knew from the beginning that there would be a romantic situation between the two. He was just impressed by how fast he was.
He didn"t have much of a right to comment on that, though. He was a man who uploaded dreams to a beautiful woman he first saw and then ruined her. That"s why he had no right to question anyone about it.
«What do you want to know ?»
Atic asked with a mature and thick voice. The smile on his face told Miga that it was okay to be comfortable. Miga began to speak slightly shyly.
"If possible, I would like to know what she did before me, what kind of work she was doing."
Artic started scratching his head at the time. Because it was a very delicate situation. Melisal worked as a prost.i.tute before Artic found her. Who would want to marry an ex-prost.i.tute? Or rather, what kind of romantic relations.h.i.+p would he expect by getting close to such a person.
It wasn"t like the other person was a virgin. A lot of guys didn"t care if the other person was a virgin. Of course, that didn"t mean that they didn"t have any thoughts about it, that it didn"t mean they could handle the fact that they were going to get married and that the person they were seriously thinking about was a prost.i.tute.
Artic was in a dilemma. But if he didn"t tell the truth, he thought he might regret it later.
"Melisal was a prost.i.tute to take care of the children next to her."
With Artic"s words, Miga"s face changed completely. He was pretty upset. There was a great disappointment on his face. He had some different ideas. He was also fascinated by Melisal. Lord Altic"s words made everything clear to himself. What kind of prost.i.tute could she marry? Although the reason she was a prost.i.tute was for a valid reason,
How could a human lover accept that the person he called my wife would have s.e.xual relations with different men every day before him. If the situation were limited to only 2 to 3 people. Maybe somehow this could have been erased from the head.
But Melisal has been doing it for at least three or four years. He had to do it for that long, depending on the age of the kids. So considering it, the number of men she probably had intercourse with was over 500.
Miga just saluted Artic and turned around and went back into the store.
Artic took a deep breath and sat on the couch. All these things go through you, he sees so much. he goes into s.p.a.ce whenever he wants, but he still can"t do much about it in general.
Maybe as a human being, the most intense emotion he felt was love and things like that. He had to become a general callous on these matters. It didn"t matter to him to love someone.
He lost faith in love long ago. Therefore, if he did not do something about it, he might have to put himself in danger for some reason in the future.
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Cahrum was sitting on the couch in the garden at Artic"s shop. His brothers were much younger than him. That"s why he didn"t like to play with them.
Or rather, he didn"t like spending time with his brothers. He was constantly imagining himself in different subjects. He thought to himself from time to time. How could he have created something elaborate?
Cahrum took a look at his little hand. He kept imagining that he was a friend of his. His friends had to be all kinds of powerful things and listen to him all the time. Cahrum wanted something like this. He also needed a good form of management when he was controlling them. At that moment, he closed his eyes and said something from within.
"All I know is that I don"t know anything."
With Cahrum saying these words, a great deal of energy began to echo around him. Cahrum suddenly fell off the couch and collapsed.
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Artic noticed this energy coming from the garden. That"s why he beamed into the garden without thinking. Since its location was a planet, in general, all its powers were strengthened in every way.
After beaming into the garden, he saw Jahrum collapse dislocated across the seat. There was something even weirder. Looking at Cahrum, he was starting to see that this 7-year-old boy had a law.
Looking at it in light detail, the system told him what law Cahrum had.
«Golem Strategist» - Star - 2»
« Ability = Create Plan (User create a plan according to situation)
« Ability / 2 = Create Golems (User Create Rock Golem) (Limit = 20)
Artic laughed lightly. This little boy was a genius. And he did it completely wrong. Maybe Artic was happy to find someone who could be there for him for the first time.
Artic slowly approached the Cahrum and put his hand on the boy"s head. Jahrum had changed after becoming a mystic. He was 160 cm tall for a 7-year-old.
Her hair had turned into a short shape and also turned into a purple and black mix. His face was slightly ripe.
Artic held Cahrum and took him to his bed inside the Gla.s.s House. After he put it in his bed, he whispered inside.
"We have a lot to talk about when you wake up."