Chapter 11

An expression of surprise and curiosity formed on Arthur's face, he began to wonder why Eleanor was so hesitant to tell him information from a simple disciple.

"What is the problem Eleanor? Relax, you just tell me what you know, I promise I won't draw trouble for you no matter what you say".

Even after hearing what Arthur said her expression did not change, after a few seconds of silence she shook her head slowly in denial and sighed slowly.

"Master, the last target is actually a 16-year-old girl, her name is Alice Black"

After hearing the girl's name, a memory of the previous owner of the body appeared to him, at the time he was still in the clan, in a moment of need he helped this girl's family, after that day she began to follow him every day and as time went by your relationship became more intimate to the point that they began to consider themselves brothers, two years later Arthur joined the sect and his last memory of the little girl, she was crying while hugging and saying goodbye to her older brother.

"Her surname is Black? Is she related to me?"

Eleanor nodded.

"Okay, that's not as problematic as I imagined it would be, why did you hesitate to talk so much?"

Eleanor hesitated again as he watched Arthur calm smile at her waited for an answer.

"Master, that's not the problem..."

She explained that the girl joined the sect last year and showed above-average talent, so many people approached her trying to get benefits, but it didn't take long to find out she was Arthur's "little sister", so the people who approached her started sabotaging her by stealing the supplies that the sect provides monthly to all the disciples and creating ridiculous excuses to beat her up.

With this Alice spent more time recovering from injuries than cultivating, and when she could cultivate she had no resources to maximize her efficiency.

A year had passed since Alice entered the sect and the results could not be more catastrophic, as a consequence of her little time to cultivate and also by the lack of resources, she ended up being left behind by the other disciples, although she has talent, she ended up at the bottom of the ranking of the novice disciples together with the "trash disciples".

"I see, so that's it, I indirectly harmed her..."

The corner of her mouth went up, forming a little smile of mockery, while in her eyes there was a mixture of sadness and anger, all this happened for only an instant, making it impossible for Eleanor to notice this expression on her face, but she could still feel that her attitude had changed from an aura uncompromised with reality to a more serious and melancholic aura.

"I'm no longer in the mood to gift you today, you can come back another day this week and I'll give your reward and an apology bonus"

Eleanor left Arthur's house quietly after bowing respectfully to him, she had no negative feelings towards him for not receiving her "reward," after all she understood what he was feeling, and at that moment the best thing she could do was to leave him alone to reflect.

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After Eleanor left, Arthur observed nothingness with blurred eyes, after a few seconds he sighed and sat with his legs crossed on the floor, then circulated the mysterious art around his body and concentrated the energy on one finger.

A few seconds later a colorless energy completely covered his finger and then Arthur quickly pierced some points of his chest, abdomen and thighs.

A small expression of pain appeared on his face, but Arthur persevered and closed his eyes again circulating the mysterious art, but this time circulating his entire body, moments later sweat began to appear in his body as his muscles made small coordinated movements as if they were alive.

His body continued to react in this way for almost an hour and then a dark and with rotten smelling liquid began to leak from his body pores continuously, stopping only after it had formed a small puddle of black mud on the floor.

Arthur continued to circulate his energy through his body for about half an hour and then suddenly he opened his eyes and stood up watching his dirty body looking sticky in a mixture of sweat and a black liquid.

After taking another bath Arthur sat on his bed with his eyes closed and again circulated the mysterious art through his body and in response a vigorous energy exploded and covered his body, then his eyes opened again overflowing with a feeling of serenity, completely the opposite of what he had just transmitted one time ago.

"So that is the power of a Martial Specialist... I hope I'm not late to go see them."

With a smile on his face, Arthur donned the novice elder cloak and walked out the door.