Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel



The Puppet was exactly a splitting image of him.

In fact, he was sure that if he had not seen it himself, it would have been very difficult for even him to have noticed.

Chiron Chuckled a little.

The puppet looked like him, but did it act like him?

This part was very necessary.

He waved his hands, dressing it in similar garments.

According to the system, the puppet shared a tiny fraction of his soul and could represent him as a figure head. As long as the task was not a very difficult one, like battling that needed extensive calculation and machination to pull off, then it could easily be done by the puppet.

Chiron let the puppet out of the room and into the corridors. The moment the men saw him, they bowed and saluted.

The puppet was able to perform basic salutations and even give orders.

Of course, these were things that he could control from wherever he was.

The only problem was that the continuous usage of the puppet attracted the payment of Fate points.

However, this was not a problem for Chiron.

He could always just have Hunter go into a town or village and massacre them.

The puppet was so like him that not even Emma, a slave so sensitive could predict that it was not him.

This was good. In fact, this was very good.

Chiron performed the experiment with the puppet for a few more hours through the night.

He even managed to engage with conversations with captain Timi and the Latter did not know.

Soon, Chiron could see his fate points suddenly spike up in growth.

This made him chuckle a bit.

It was obvious that Hunter was committing a massacre.

Chiron made a mental note to give the core beast a fat human head as a treat later.

Next, Chiron used the system and calculated fate points that were going to be used for the points in the duration of time he assumed he was going to be away.

Of course, after his calculation, he doubled on the points.

After which he used the remaining on himself.

he first gave himself and ordinary looking Highlander face. Not in any way handsome, and not in any way ugly that it was undesirable to look at.

After all, he planned to get within Barbara's good graces.

Of course, she was a person that only cared about the usefulness of a person, but having a not so ugly face would greatly help his cause.

Next, Chiron created a seal for his Spiritual energy. This seal was made using the former one that had been placed around his neck as a model.

However, he now had access to more and better resources. He was practically the unforgiving head of state of a conquered country.

Using very expensive materials he created the perfect seal.

This seal, he soaked in his blood and drew on his arm.

The major element for this seal was actually the use of rune.

Chiron did not compromise this as it was very important.

At the end of the day, Spiritual energy was still a part of his power.

This way, he could activate the effects of the Seal at will, and also turn it off in case of emergencies.

He was literally diving into enemy territory where bronze rank cultivators were at all sides.

There was no way he was going destroy the bridge that might save his life in the event of an emergency.

Those of the high lands were not as dumb as those in the Vandora Kingdom when it came to energy.

In fact, they were most sensitive to it.

After hiding his Spiritual energy, he masked his aura energy, changing it into the aura color that could ensure the most success of this daring mission.

Of course, the best colour for this mission was the colour red. but he did not use it. And that was because of one reason.

Chiron's Aura was that of Death. It was a type of Aura that was very new to the world. But in the real world, it had certain similarities to a different kind of Aura, and that was Fear.

The Yellow Aura of the Flavum tribe gave a subtle bone chilling feeling when activated.

The Fate change Aura helped him mask the color his aura was going to give, but not the natural effects. If he was to use Red, he might fool some people for a while, but individuals such as Barbara and that god child would definitely see through it, as Red was that of anger, and anger was more chaotic than bone chilling.

Luckily, the Highlanders were more connected one to another in such needy times. All he had to do was show that he was a talent that was worthy of being brought closer. This was a task that was easier said than done.

Nevertheless, he had made up his mind to pick Yellow.

The Highlands were a group of people that were quite spread out. This was mostly because of the uneven terrain. Tribes usually became very large and houses could not be built on the steep mountains.

Although, some managed to do it, most did not.

Most parts of a tribe consisted of smaller villages that were scattered in a large range, with the main headquarters of the tribe being in the middle of its region.

This meant that Chiron could easily claim affiliation of a small remote group and claim that he had been in secluded training for a long time.

Then again, censors for this smaller villages was not conducted only payment of tax.

Chiron ensured that all was well.

The next day, as soon as he saw the Tesseract belonging to Commander Hardstone leave, Chiron also set out.

No body knew he was gone. Not captain Timi or his slaves and certainly none of the men.

Chiron went through the city gates rather very easily, and then once outside the walls, he went to the previously destroyed village where he waited until his dragon arrived...

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