The Golden Fury

Chapter 68

Chapter 68

In the courtyard of the Weld's family, a batch of freshly recruited and untrained servants stood before steward Alf. The recruitment and filtering went quickly and smoothly. The commoners were like an open book; easy to read. It did not matter if the Weld family was the source of their problem or the root of all evil, it would not stop the desperate ones from becoming servants of the Weld family to better their life when their carrot is offered. Depraved or not, when faced with choices of life and death, the common choice would always be life. Their morals mean nothing to them if they could eat their fill.

Alf had no doubt that they would listen to his orders obediently. Since time did not wait for them, Alf did not teach them discipline and jump straight to teaching them [Ignis's Dominating Inner Obliteration Technique]. He had read through the breathing technique multiple times and already memorized the content. The manual was on him, but he did not need to refer to it when teaching.

"Alf, who are these people and where is my father?" Cayden arrived and noticed the new faces immediately due to their malnourished body and terrible stench. Although Alf had them fed and washed beforehand, it wasn't something easily changed in one session.

"Young master, you are ." Alf ordered the new servants to practice the technique on their own before greeting his young master and answering his question.

"Master is dead along with the rest of the servants. These are the new servants I have recruited under the Old Master's instructions."

"Father is what?"

Cayden was rooted on the spot at the breaking news. Cayden had no doubt in the authenticity of the news. Alf would not joke about his master's death. Cayden took a moment to grieve for his father, before his eyes turned sharp like drawn daggers. Evidently, he was good at controlling his emotions, otherwise he would not have been able to pull the wool over Edric's eyes.

"Who killed him?" Cayden questioned coldly. He did not grieve for long. It was more important to find out his father's killer for revenge.

"It was the Duke's side." Alf answered. He didn't personally witness it and only received the news from Lord Weld. They naturally assume Kasif was on the Duke's side since he intervened in their favor.

"Makes sense. What are they practicing? Doesn't seem like the normal breathing technique we have for servants." Cayden naturally noticed something different about their breathing technique. At the center of the courtyard was an intense campfire billowing towards the skies, while the servants surrounded it in meditative posture. He would not miss such an obvious sight.

"They are practicing the technique we have stolen from the Duke's . This is the technique, Young Master." Alf handed over the breathing technique, before resuming watch over the new servants.

Seeing the new servants making progress and being able to start drawing the flames into their bodies, Alf became impatient. He had to start from ground zero if he wanted to practice the technique and would naturally be at the same starting point as the servants. Being the steward of the family, he did not want to fall behind the servants in cultivation.

"Young Master, please excuse this servant as he joins the new servants in practice. The Old Master has already given the approval."

Alf impatiently sat cross-legged by the fire and severed his connection to the earth seed with his will like severing off a limb. Steward Alf paled from the pain as the earth essence started to dissipate from his body, leaving behind a hollow seed.

An awakener's elemental seed was like their limb. They could control it however way they want, including but not limited to self-destructing and cutting their connection to their elemental law. Normally, no sane person would ever do such a thing, but for a brighter future, steward Alf had done exactly that.

After the dissipation process ended, he commenced practice in the breathing technique without delay. While this was happening, Cayden had taken a quick read through the physical copy of the technique in his hands with a frown. Why is the name so strange? Cayden had his doubts.

Without the intimacy of the fire laws to grant its users heighten resistance, Alf and the servants had to endure the searing flames they drew into their body, through their pores, their meridians and towards their mind to be refined in fire essence. Alf was amazed that the servants were able to endure the searing pain for so long. The path to natural awakening was naturally not as easy as taking an awakening pill is what Alf thought.

"Huu…Huu…Huuu!"

"Eeek-aak-eek!"

A chain of ancient gorilla-like and monkey-like noises interrupted his thoughts. Alf opened his eyes to see what was going on, only to see total chaos among the group of servants. The new servants were no longer practicing the breathing technique and were practicing being monkeys and gorillas instead. They pranced around, beating and scratching their chest, while making all sorts of screech, chatter and gibber noises.

"W-What is going on? What the hell are you all doing!?" Alf and Cayden both widened their eyes in shock to the chaotic scene taking place.

"Huu… Huu… HUUU!"

"Stop it! Are you a f*cking i***t!?" Alf grabbed at one of the servants, but they reacted strongly to his grab as they pranced up and down violently in resistance.

"Huu… Huu… HUUU!!"

Boom… It was like Cayden had just receive divine enlightenment as he closed the manual and reread the name on the cover.

"Igris's… Dominating… Inner… Obliteration…Technique…?"

"I…D…I…O…T!? i***t!?? F*CK!" Cayden cursed out. "Motherf*cker, this is a bogus technique!"

"Alf, you've all been training to become idiots!"

"W-W-W-What did you say, Young Master?" Alf stuttered hard as he looked back at his young master. Did the bogus technique already affect him this much? He already destroyed his cultivation… there was no way he could regain it… Color drained from his face and the light in his eyes started to dim.

"You don't understand what I said?"

Cayden was ticked when he thought Alf couldn't understand his words.

"You've been frying your brains into idiocy, understand!? These servants are all brain-dead!" Cayden roared as he pointed the monkey-like servants.

"Huu…huu… huuu!?"

His finger pointing seem to signal one of them over as they tried to pounce on him.

"F*ck off!"

A vein popped out on his forehead as Cayden kicked the thing flying… He wondered how he was going to salvage the situation.

- Visiting Father

- Visiting Father

- Visiting Father

Lord Weld was weary from the long day. When he walked in on the chaos of his courtyard, he felt his head hurt and had the urge to walk away.

"Grandfather." Cayden greeted.

"What happened?" Lord Weld suppressed his frustrations and asked.

The servants had gone beyond the point the monkey crazy stage and moved onto the self-mutilating stage as they scratched themselves like rabid dogs. It was as if they were being roasted from the inside.

A servant on the verge of collapse, issued a painful roar as flames shot out from his orifices, before dropping dead.

"Not good. He is already toasted." Lord Weld commented with a flash of disappointment. He had high hopes in cultivating an army of super soldiers, but that hope was crushed before the first step could even be made.

"This must a trap prepared by the Duke…"

At the same time, somewhere in the outer palace, Duke Ignis suddenly received a sudden jolt to his mind and said, "Sigh… sometimes I fear my own creation" as he looked up towards the sky.

Without any surprises, the rest of the servants will also be dead sooner or later, if nothing was to be done. Since they were useless alive and better off dead, Lord Weld had other plans for their body.

"Go inside, I will deal this."

Lord Weld sent his grandson and the listless Alf into mansion, before redirecting his focus.

Some time later, Lord Weld was found underneath the Weld's mansion in his secret chamber with mountains of bones filling half the area, while a horrendous and nauseous stench permeated the air.

The pack of servants were brought into the underground chamber and dismembered. Screams and wails echoed throughout the chamber, but it fell on deaf's ear.

Lord Weld wore a sinister look as he drained every ounce of their blood into an empty blood pond, before he, himself entered the blood pond with a disgusted look.

No matter how many times the process has been repeated, bathing in the blood of others was filthy. However, it was a necessary step to extend his life through his secret technique; the [Undying Blood Technique]. The blood essence containing the residual life force of the servants were gathered, before coagulating into a blood pill.

Lord Weld swallowed the blood pill and absorbed all the life force to prolong his life by an addition year.

A moment later, Lord Weld exited the blood pond with disappointment. The name was grand, but the effect was not worth mentioning. The effect diminishes with each session.

…

Inner Palace, King's bedchamber.

The king of Crawford Kingdom continues to lay in vegetative state as he was hooked up to a set of advanced medical equipment far beyond what the people of Crawford Kingdom could produce or even remotely understand. All the advanced medical equipment what salvaged from an ancient ruin below the palace.

There were many ancient texts alongside it, but since it was in an ancient language, none could understand its meaning or the usage of the medical equipments. Only through countless attempts of trial and error, were they able to fine its general usage.

The medical equipment measured the king's heartbeat and brain activity, while also providing nutrients to sustain the body.

Thanks to the existence of such technology, the king was able to survive all these years while in comatose.

Leon stood outside the bedchamber with a pale but calm face. On his body was a fresh set of silken white-gold royal clothing with coiling dragon markings wrapping the Royal Crawford emblem. It was the most expensive set of clothing he had ever worn in his years on Gaia.

Originally, he should be recuperating, but he felt like the matter of king should not be delayed, thus he requested to see the king right after he finished washing up and changed into his new set of clothes. If he could help awaken the king, he should. The kingdom need their ruler.

It was clear that his mother was not one with the heart to rule, but it was even more so for him, who have set his mind to pursuing the peak of cultivation to avenge his late father.