The question was not about how, but when.
It had to be fast. It had to be incredibly fast, for not even the legendary wizard to notice. Mr. Beedle was often in his scared, crazy state. Often didn’t mean all the time, though. So, Kai needed to be as fluid as thin morning mist, and as quick as the bolt of lightning.
Yet, the question had persisted. When? When to swap?
The moment Desmond had talked to Kai about his mission’s nature, this one thing had been taking roots in his mind; in his heart even more so. The lure was so great, so enticing, that Kai could scarcely think about something else. When he saw the similar-looking black book in Shae’s hands, during their break after crossing Hidden Moor Hills, that greed had erupted with a bang.
It was a monstrous risk, what Kai had planned then. Shae’s black book was the key.
The key to Power. The key to everything.
The opportunity had come so suddenly that Kai had to rely on his beastly instincts. It was the attack from the official wizard, Peter. With his hands around Mr. Beedle, Kai had crashed over the rocks. The legendary wizard must have high Intelligence, Kai knew. But Defense? It was another thing. The impact was tremendous, shaking both their figures.
It was then. In a single motion, Kai had thrust the ordinary book in between Mr. Beedle’s hand and his chest. By the time he stood back up, facing the official wizard, he had already swapped the real book, sending it to his Inventory.
Smooth! Swift! Snaky!
All the time, Kai had been on his toes, thinking if Mr. Beedle would recognize the fake book. But the events that had followed turned out to be in Kai’s favor. Mr. Beedle’s wrath, his raging spell, and him getting scared witless all screamed in the joy that Kai had won half the battle. He had won brilliantly!
The only thing that had remained was to make sure no Contestant would ever get to look at the fake book ever again. By then, Kai had found out that one can see an Item’s Stats by touching or being extremely close to it. What to do then? Kai had asked himself. This question had the simplest answer.
Mr. Beedle had pissed himself. He was covered in mud, his face filthy. No one could have recognized him as a legendary wizard. But the book was still visible, pressed against the wizard’s chest. So Kai acted. He acted fast and prudently.
Hide the book! Hide Mr. Beedle under a coverlet!
It was just an idea, but Kai had planted it in Arlen’s mind with absolute success. The next roadblock was to hand over Mr. Beedle to the upper floor’s Contestants. Kai had known what future awaited him if anyone would get to see the book up close.
It was a risk Kai Stormborn had been willing to take. A risk Blood Demon had been willing to die for.
“The Tales of Beedle the Bard!” Kai spoke out loud as if thinking about it wasn’t enough to give reality to it.
But even if he didn’t believe himself, how could the Stats hovering over the Item be untrue?
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Item: The Tales of Beedle the Bard (Original)
Grade: Easy (Growth - 0/3)
Specification: An anthology of magical tales handwritten by Beedle the Bard
Requirement:
Attributes:
Skill: The Song of History
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Effect:
Skill: Thousand Tales Parasite
Effect:
Skill: Primordial Theater
Effect:
WARNING: Only one tale can be imbued with life at a time
Quality: 100%
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Kai was happy. It felt like it had been months or even years since he had been happy. The last time he was so happy, he had blown himself up, killing the one man he hated the most.
That was true happiness, Kai told himself, tears rolling down his cheeks. And this is too.
From just its requirements, Kai could tell what it was. Something that shouldn’t exist. An Item that doesn’t belong outside the random world. A thing that can only be wished but not obtained.
A wish that can only be asked but not granted.
And Kai had got it. He was holding it, risking everything, bringing up a sign of courage only people like him could possess. A sign, demonic, evil, and vile.
Kai didn’t understand its Skills completely. Nor did he understand the meaning of Contestant’s Hidden-Tale entirely. But he knew he would figure it out.
I will manage, Kai told someone. Like I always have.
The wind hit his wet eyes, blurring them even more. A blue hue enveloped him, soothing his entire body. The Item returned to the Inventory as Kai felt an unknown force squeezing and stretching him.
But it wasn’t painful.
Kai stood up, the boyish charm vanishing off his face, like a forgotten dream. His fingers balled into fists, his gaze became resolute, and the hotness in his chest burned furiously with anticipation.
It won’t be long mother, Kai told the sky, the world. I won’t make you wait for long. I promise!
The blue blinded Kai’s sight then. When he disappeared, another silence returned to claim the hole Kai had left behind. But this silence was unfortunate, and its luck seemed to be even worse than that of Kai.
A distant rumble shook this silence. The dark thunderstorm, which once was adamant to destroy the place called Dufftown, was coming right towards it.
The thunderous sounds marching in its van felt like hundreds of raging roars.
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