Re: In My Bloody Hit Novel
Chapter 224 Being Petty... Old Habits Die Hard.

Whoever it was that was pulling the strings would have to be another matter entirely.

After all, after seeing those giant heavenly beings in their argument, he could tell that he was not even compared to being small fry in their eyes.

He was definitely just another ant that they could squash at any time.

Yet for some reason, he could feel his heart racing in his chest. It was a rising excitement that came directly from his soul. How couldn't it?

He had just discovered that there was a greater power in the world than he ever imagined.

Power so great that it had been able to put who he was sure he had seen in chains.

Chiron took sharp breaths in and out. He needed to cage his excitement a bit.

The zeal for power and growth was sometimes an overwhelming hunger that nearly took him to the edge of madness.

He needed to hold back a little and control the direction at which it flowed. That way, his own hunger does not consume him.

Also, he had work that needed to be done in the now.

Chiron aligned the problems he had.

Firstly, he had lost his hands. This meant that he would not be able to use his hands as he used to.

With how vast and magical this word was, he was sure that there was a means out there for him to get back his limbs.

However, he was not delusional enough to chase it and not chase power.

Chiron understood how the rules work.

If one had power, anything and everything shall be added unto him.

It was that basic and that simple.

if he was sitting on the pinnacle of the world, all he needed would naturally locate him.

All he needed to do was remain on the path he was taking.

However, for now, he needed to adjust his plans a bit.

For example, his fighting pattern would have to change.

Even the MC of the book was never in any situation where he lost both arms.

Whether it was the amazing skills he got from his memories or the practice he got from the clan, it all involved using his hands.

Now, however, he took a look at his lower body. He would have to train his legs so far and so well that they can do what his hands could do.

Chiron cracked a faint smile as his mind pictured the kind of pain he was going to enjoy just for this.

Secondly, he wanted the Throne of Vandora. Since it had fallen on his lap, he did not mind taking total advantage of this.

With the Throne, he could bend lives as he wanted.

however, he was not so unwise to not know that he was going to be facing opposition on all sides.

This was the norm with human nature. human beings always familiarized themselves with the known and pushed away the unknown.

After living so long in a clan, he understood how these bonds worked.

Also, he already had a contender to deal with. And of course, it was not Nora. he did not even need to think about it before he knew that Nora would go as far as to give her life for him.

Victor who was his uncle was going to be his contender.

If Chiron had arms, he would have facepalmed. This was starting to feel like any cliché royal family story he had ever read in his former life.

Chiron could already guess a range of things he was going to do. That sudden display of power when he had just arrived was just a warning.

Chiron did not have enough power to challenge him in a physical fight, but then again, this was a monarchy. Did he really need to?

there was a harvest of methods that he could solidly use.

Chiron cracked a smile. This was the perfect battlefield for him to enjoy.

The game of power was always a gamble that brought the best excitement. After all, one was betting their own head.

But first, Chiron had to admit that his uncle was far ahead of him.

What he needed now was the one thing he always sorts for before executing a plan.

Yes, he needed information.

However, even getting that in this place would not be so easy.

Chiron opened the system and went to the shop. There was a place for accessories.

At a corner with rings that had very heavy price tags, he saw what he was looking for. He painfully closed his eyes and spent 2000 points to acquire one of the rings.

this ring only had one function, and that was the ability to hide one's presence from anyone for only five minutes.

"Hunter!" Chiron called out and a shadow pool materialized close to him. "Bring me, Emma!"

the Shadow pool disappeared and when it appeared once more, Emma materialized from it.

"Master, you called for me!" Emma still had her veil over her face.

Even when they had come down from the Tesseract.

Chiron did this intentionally.

Her beauty was just that enchanting.

Chiron waved his hand and without hesitation, he threw the ring to Emma.

"Put it on. That will hide you from all of them," Chiron smiled at her, "I need you to d something for me. The first part is gatherig knowledge on everything and anything. That would be the easy part. The hard part would be..."

After a while, he called for Hunter to take her back and bring Carla.

"Carla! If i'm not mistaking, you are about to have another breakthrough!"

"Yes master!" She answered bowed at his feet.

"Good!" Chiron willed and threw a bottle to her.

For what was about to come, he was going to be using her strength.

"This will help you break through. Use it later at night."

This bottle was from the system. It was of low rank and could help one break throug a rank to the other.

However, it had costed Chiron a thousand Fate points.

These were all used points that were painful to Chiron. However, he had to do it.

He was investing in his future. If he became king, he would not need to worry about points for a very long time.

At least the Fate points of an entire nation were going to be a lot. Even if it meant that he killed all of them.

However, he was going to be needing a means to the throne.

"Do not forget, I need information. As much as you can give me. I want to know about this palace, the guards, the streets, the people, and even the hookers on the streets. Do you understand?"

"Yes master!" Immediately she was done, the shadow pool appeared and she was gone.

And just in time too.

there was first a loud knock. It came again and again. And it was obvious that the person on the other side was very angry.

*Boom*

There was a sudden hit on Chiron's doors and the twin door to his room was blasted open.

Prince Victor stormed into the room.

As he did, Chiron pretended not to notice him.

Whether it was the loud Knocks or even the brazen Entrance, Chiron did not move one inch from his position. Prince Victor entered the room and marched straight to Chiron.

He lifted a finger at Chiron. In his other hand was a wooden frame.

"Did you throw this on my head?"

Prince Victor dropped the wooden frame on the ground.

Chiron opened an eye. He looked at the all too familiar wooden frame and then he closed his eye once more.

Chiron's face did not say anything in expression. But deep in his mind, Chiron was enjoying himself.

What had happened was that When Chiron was shown to his room, he willed the bed in the room into his storage.

After which he had gone to the window.

He could have just left the bed in the storage, however, he saw a particularly familiar face storming out of the Castle in anger.

It was none other than his Uncle Victor.

Victor had left his father's presence in anger. The arrival of Chiron and Nora was now pushing what he always considered to be his birthright away.

He needed to vent for a bit, and as he stormed out, He suddenly felt as the Bed reached for him.

At the end of the day, Victor was still a cultivator. An object heading for his head was easy for him to spot.

Also, where it had fallen from was not hard to know with a little investigation.

"Did you drop it on ME!?" victor asked in obvious anger.

Chiron opened another eye again, "as you can see, I do not have hands, neither do I have my servants here. I'm only meditating in silence."

Victor's eye twicthed in anger, "In that case, where is your bed?"

"I don't know!?"

"How don't you know? was there no bed in this room!?"

Chiron shrouded his shoulders, "who knows!"

As victor looked at Chiron, his anger built. the more he looked at him, the more his anger built.

Even though Chiron had his eyes closed, he could tell what his uncle was feeling. But it couldn't be helped.

The thing is that Chiron had grown up in an orphanage in his former life. He couldn't help but be petty sometimes. A little revenge on the side from time to time. After all, Victor started it.

Just then, Chiron felt as Victor's Spiritual energy was slowly released....