Vengeance of the Returner

'Half-minded? no ability to pursue? Nonstrategic? All he said was right... I am not good in those fields. I accept but, I can't dwell on those thoughts. I need to improve myself.'

He was recollecting and analyzing the meeting with the king while sitting in the carriage opposite Camila who had a saddened expression on her face.

"I am not useful..."

She mumbled inwardly while staring at Nix who sat opposite her.

"Huh? did you say something, Camila?"

She nodded her head and said.

"Yes, I said I am not useful..."

Nix smiled and jokingly said.

"Indeed you are useless."

She puffed her cheeks.

"Is that so? I am sorry lord Nix..."

"Hmm, Miss Camila! It would be better if you cut the lord out. Call me Nix it'd be better." Nix said casually.

She smiled and began talking.

"Okay My lord I will drop calling you like that. Only if you start calling me just by my name."

"Alright, Camila, are we good then?"

"Yeah, we're fine!"

She said and added.

"I thought you are a cold lone antisocial person but, you are quite good at talking, and what about your anger issues? You didn't get angry when you faced the king and your kind of a bad boy huh? Didn't expect you to be outgoing..."

Nix just smiled without replying to her question.

"Hmm, Won't reply?" She asked while looking at his eyes.

"I don't reply to useless people's questions." He said playfully.

"I am sorry for not fighting by your side but, wouldn't you have done the same thing. If you were made to face a situation like that? and you acted like an old perverted man back there..."

She said

"Well you offered up yourselves on your own Can I deny?... Anyway, Was it really a good thing to abandon your Clan lord? I thought you'd at least protest with the administrator but, you just complied with the soldiers and got yourself dragged along."

"Alright, I am sorry I am a failure as a clan member."

She said feeling dejected.

"I was just kidding. I would have done the same? I don't know...Maybe? and about your question. It is not like I am completely a loner. I am a quiet reserved person and I am trying to get out of the circle I drew. And about my anger issues. I am currently training myself to become the best version of myself. I ought to be rational and cool-headed instead of being a hothead."

"Aren't you sharing something personal with someone you barely know?"

"We will be accompanying and trusting each other. So why not? You are a founding member of our clan, aren't you? You are an important person. It is better to know a little about your clan lord. I am gonna put my trust in you." He said with a smile and winked at her.

'Important...' She mumbled inwardly and replied.

"Ahh, I am glad to hear that I will grow stronger and do my best!"

'Haha, that's it! I am doing this right?'

He thought and said.

"Thank you!"

As they finished their conversation they were already in front of their clan building. He walked in with Camila and was greeted by the maids as he walked into Cinzia's office.

"Heyy! Barging in as soon as you returned. Did you miss me that much?" Cinzia questioned.

"Just wanna talk. I want to know about the history of the king. You got any information about him?"

"Why are you suddenly interested in this and you are injured? I guess... he really made you go through a serious fight."

"Yes, I was not able to make a deal. I just thought that we could gain something from them but, it was more or less a test to check my capabilities. I am tactless... I have to learn more about this world. We ought to continue working as bandits, I presume."

"Tch, First let's heal you and then talk about those things." She said and summoned a maid to bring the healer of their clan.

"Commander, I heard you called for me?"

A woman presumably in her mid-thirties wearing a red robe resembling a priest's attire appeared before them with a soft grin. Her face was calm and emotionless. She possessed a pair of black pupils.

Her long braided black hair reached down her waist and showed that she took care in grooming. She seemed to be an elegant woman. Her skin-tight robe clearly exhibited her hourglass-shaped voluptuous body. Indeed, She seemed to be a Milf.

"Yes, Nix needs a heal, can you take care of him a bit?"

She nodded her head.

"Yes, Commander."

The healer woman shifted her gaze towards Nix and began speaking.

"Clan lord it would be preferable to do it in my place."

He nodded his head and rose from his place.

"Alright"

He followed her to her room and sat on the bed as she offered him.

"Lord Nix, I haven't introduced myself properly. My name is Yumeko Watashi."

He smiled and said

"So Indeed Your native is Japan? Keke, Should I call you Yumeko-san from now on?"

"Fufu I guess, you read a lot of mangas Nix-Kun... It's fine, this world is mixed with many people from different countries. Everybody has their own preference. Call me whatever you prefer."

"Hmm, Okay miss Yumeko."

"Ahem-Ahem, Could you remove your shirt?"

"Yes,"

He nodded his head and removed his shirt. She examined his wounds and healed his injuries.

"You are good to go. take rest for a few minutes and make sure to practice cleansing your mana core once in a while. It seems like you've got a hard time over controlling your mana core."

He buttoned his shirt and rolled his sleeves while talking to her.

"Cleansing mana core? Controlling mana? I circulate it, but what is that you speak of?"

"Let me explain...Mana core is just like your heart. It pumps and purifies the impure mana in your body and reserves your mana."

Receiving Nix's nod she continued.

"Once you run out of mana that runs in your neurotic system. The reserves in your mana core rush through the blocked paths and cleans them and It also helps you if you run out of mana."

"What does it have to do with cleaning?"

"Your mana neurotic system gets blocked if it gets impure and the impurities accumulate in the neurons which will happen due to over usage and over depletion of mana. In your case..."

She stopped for a second and continued.

"You're completely draining and burning out your mana core... Meaning you are bombarding your Mana neurotic system instead of using limited mana more efficiently while maintaining reserves. If you continue to do so you will have a problem while using it and get exhausted easily."

He was intrigued as he began speaking.

"I see... So how do I do the cleansing if I reserve more than I intend to?"

"It's simple... You seem to be using some abilities that need more mana. Although you might be circulating mana and practicing."

"Indeed"

"Your Mana cores' rank wouldn't rise because your abilities draw more mana which is drying out your core and you seem to unknowingly give your abilities more mana than you intend to. Use it more consciously. Control how much mana you need to supply and continue circulating as you regularly do."

"I get it, thanks for meticulously explaining, and thanks for healing. Were you a doctor when you were on earth?"

She nodded her head and began speaking.

"Yes, Indeed I did work as a doctor and you are welcome, feel free to ask doubts but, only about hearing factors and health routine...Uhm, If you don't mind can I ask a personal question?"

"Yes,"

"Can I know how a young man such as yourself made it to this point without knowing basic things like this? Perhaps you dropped out of the lodgement center without finishing the training? I hope I didn't offend you... If you don't want to tell, it's fine. "

"Yes, I dropped out and I don't want to answer any further than this."

He said and walked towards the door.

He turned halfway towards her and said.

"And It was nice meeting you, Miss Yumeko."

She smiled and nodded her head.

He bid goodbye to her and entered into Cinzia's office again and took his seat.

"Cinzia, I need to know about Raes henil. Do you have information about him?"

She nodded her head and said.

"I do have some here. I already collected them up before establishing our clan."

She opened the drawer and placed a few files on the table.

"Here you go. There is not much though."

"I see I will check it out first. Let's talk about the party in the evening."

He picked up the file and bid farewell.

〚Raes Henil - From the Records of Derek ravenk.〛

'Derek Ravenk? Who was that guy? Why was he so keen on writing information about stuff?'

He read the title of the file and skimmed to the next page.

{Born in 1901, Not able to find the definite date of his birth. He is the son of Herent Henil. a king of the small city named vakerez. He killed his own father when he was eleven to get crowned. Rumor has it he killed him because of getting immense abuse by the king and lack of care. Followed by it he killed his own mother and sister.}

{Waged war against cities to create a kingdom five times and lost all five times. After the continuous defeat, he lost his authority over his own city and was stripped down from his title as a king. He became a normal prison laborer.}

'Seriously? when eleven years old? Can't believe this shit...1901? almost 120 years ago? I thought he said 80 years of a lifetime?'

Nix was getting more and more interested to read as he went through the file. He skimmed through the unimportant parts and jumped to the next paragraph.

{He disappeared from history almost for twenty years. He appeared again out of the blue in 1934 and made the queen Genilin of the kamerin dynasty fall for him. He entered the royal council by gaining the trust of Genlin's father. As he disagreed with his marriage proposal, he killed him over political strategy and gained the favor of the officials. Soon after, He grasped the Dracton city and made it one of the strongholds of Chaos mainland. Followed by the year after marriage his wife gave birth to a girl child.}

'A crooked man...'

Those were the words he could think of.

{In 1938 he sacrificed his own daughter and wife to the corrupted gods for gaining power according to the law of equivalent exchange. In 1940 he waged a war and failed again. He gained a curse as consequence. To escape from the grasp of the curse he began to use his own people and brewed Dark elixir to walk in the path of immortality and over the years he stopped his diligent urge to conquer the continent.}

"I don't actually need those accurate years though, Derek is certainly a perfectionist huh?"

He thought and laid his eyes upon the next page.

{His current goals...}