The Life of a Genius

-One day later-

Fein was walking with Michael and Kidd right now... They had an unspoken agreement to forget about the conversation from yesterday. However, following that little experience, their power of friendship grew stronger...

Because it was their day off today, they decided to take a stroll around the city... Because there's no mission issued at the time.

Except for that tiny incident that occurred yesterday, the party went off without a hitch...

As Fein walked alongside them... A bow and arrow tournament managed to catch his eyes.

Kidd turned to face the two of them and said, "Well... who wants to see who's the best at bow and arrow?"

Michael grinned as he looked at Kidd. "Did you know that Fain's ability grants him a superb weapon of talent?"

Fein didn't listen to their chat and proceeded to the archery competition.

"Well, that just adds to the excitement," Kidd said.

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The three had instantly entered the competition. Many people joined for the joy of it, and the prize is fifty silver coins. Mercenaries and hunters make up the majority of the participants.

The three had formed a queue in the line... There are several brawny mercenaries behind them.

Fain was wondering whether to take part... Because he sees no use in participating in this competition. He already knows he'll win the competition since his bow and arrow skills have advanced to the point that he can aim at a fly four hundred meters away.

He doesn't require the cash or the title... However, after a lengthy period of conflict with his inner self. He nevertheless agreed to participate because Kidd pestered him and persuaded him to do so.

The long line already irritated the brawny man behind Fain. He decided to look for someone who appears to be a total pushover and overtake his line.

When he saw the person in front of them, he gave an unethical smile... Because the person appears to be average and is no match for a battle-hardened individual like him.

"Hey, obediently give me your line, or else you won't like what happens next," the brawny declared, his face arrogant.

The sudden request of the man behind him startled Fein, who was silently waiting obediently on the line.

Kidd and Michael exchanged glances, trying not to laugh... But they just sat there and watched. They were aware of their friend's strength.

Fein raised an eyebrow at the babbling man in front of him. "What if I don't?"

With an angry expression on his face, the brawny man looked at the weakling in front of him. "How dare you... you're looking for death!?"

The towering mercenary decided to grab the person in front of him by the neck... He used half of his strength, intending to blast him into the wall for his audacity... After doing that, he realized that the man didn't even budge and just kept looking at him with an indifferent expression. He eventually decided to use all of his strength. But, once again, there is no response.

The scrawny man looked horrified at the man with an average face in front of him. "Who are you?!"

The mercenary then released his grip and used his other hand to deliver a left hook to the man in front of him...

Fein regarded this farce with disdain. He gathered 10% of his strength in his fist and threw it in the direction of the oncoming attack.

When their punches collided...

*Argh!*

The sound of bones breaking and the pained scream of the brawny man resounded throughout the area. The contradictory scene perplexed the people in the surrounding. Because a presumably average man triumphed in a fight with a buff man. For a normal person like them, this scene was incomprehensible.

  "Scram!..." Fein said in a hollow voice as he looked at the crying man with snot leaking from his nose. He uttered every word with killing intent.

The mercenary saw Fein as a terrifying demon and ran as fast as he could, like a frightened rabbit with a lion chasing him.

Just like that... The entire room fell silent. Those who were considering causing trouble decided to back down after seeing a powerful person nearby.

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The competition has finally begun, and as expected... Fein triumphs in the end. The tournament is very straightforward. They had to hit the target at various distances and angles.

Michael is in 4th place, Kidd was 3rd, and the 2nd is unexpectedly a man wearing a green jacket with a hat on his face. He even competed with Fein, who is an expert with a bow and arrow, a few times.

Michael mentioned that the man is a well-known Degu-User with a very powerful ability.

Following that... The trio decided to continue their walk through the city, where they spent their time competing in various skills. Fain, on the other hand, manages to give them a one-sided beating.

When they decided to return to the base, Michael and Kidd appeared to have lost their souls and were staring at the ground, contemplating the meaning of life. They are now staring at Fein as if he were an Evildoer.

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Fein finally make it back to the base. He can't help but smile as he silently remembered something they did earlier. Fein gets a lot of satisfaction from seeing other people's sad faces. However, he guilty of ruthlessly beating them at every skill with a one-sided beating. Regardless, it was far too satisfying... Seeing their expression of skepticism about life makes Fein smile.

'Oh... What a wonderful time we had!' Fein recalled their previous pitiful expression with bliss.

Fein silently looked out the window, trying to think of other important things... To be honest, He's just joking just now... He's not that sadistic to enjoy the pain of others, or is he?

He's concerned about one thing right now... Jackson had not made a move in a long time. Fein had already gone through deserted areas with his team, who hid in the corner of the place to wait for Jackson to pick up the bait, but they never received a response.

'Does Jackson have a plan? But I'm sure he hasn't discovered my strength yet... What exactly does he intend to do?' Fein sighed as he felt a sense of urgency to get stronger with the looming threat on his life.