The God of Jesters
Chapter 270 - 5.01.2 The Degenerate reigns supreme.

Chapter 270: 5.01.2 The Degenerate reigns supreme.

The world was moving on as usual, but my life after obtaining a great power had become stagnant.

Just train and act as a friend, who is usually discriminated against by other critters in class who look down on me due to my race.

A new experience to say the least. Usually, it was the other way around in my city. Making me know what it’s like to be on the other end of the stick and feel the pain and humiliation that comes with it.

Which was too simple when compared to the things I have experienced till now. And in a way, it was fun.

It was fun knowing how easily I could crush these insects who hadn’t even entered the Apprentice stage of a Knight.

And being a small town, there were barely any students with bloodlines to begin with and those that did have it still studied mostly in their home. Making them truly nothing more than insects in my eyes.

’Its night time.’ Seeing the sun go down, I knew it was time to practice again with that same weird method.

Each method of Knight training differs depending on the bloodline, and in my case, it was generally to bury oneself partially in the ground and then go to sleep after drinking the Knight’s potion which involved varied materials that suited the bloodline.

There was even a saying that those with the proper understanding of their bloodline could feel the herbs that would be beneficial to them. But I am still a greenhorn in this area and still have to follow the method that Master has told me.

’When will he die.’ I sighed, as my eyes closed down and I entered the world of dreams once again.

******

"This city is a wonder, isn’t it?"

"Phuket is everything but a wonder, barely any young people left here. It’s either the old or the very young." Baldar spoke while reading the papers that were sent to him recently.

It’s been a few weeks since the incident and his apparent rebirth. But ignoring the fact that part of his act has turned into reality, he is still as unpredictable as before, I do not know what is going on in his head most of the time and it’s turning harder with the other influence that wishes to take over his mind.

"Which is good, considering how easy it is to find straddlers on the roads." He smiled with a cheerful glee.

With the loss of the old captain of Team Two, Carp, Baldar was the new acting leader until "he" was trained. A day that is too far off from now. But it still put Baldar in a bad mood for some reason, which was odd considering how much he wished to leave this job before.

But I would blame it all on the shift in his personality and nothing more.

"So did you find anyone yet?"

"Not yet master, none have come after the boy as of late and it doesn’t seem like anyone is suspicious of our actions." Baldar was filled with pride over his success.

It’s only been a week since the operation started, a secondary operation that held no actual value besides playing a simple game with an ambassador’s son. But this was the only thing that could be done, considering that both the countries at our border were on high alert.

They must have learned that I belong to Yethel and that woman Remira might have opened her mouth in Pulgasari as well, considering a delegation came to the assembly with complaints.

All of these were ignored, giving out excuses of ignorance and how absurd their claims were. But it didn’t seem like they bought it at all. Making it so that during this past week, I have noticed an intense amount of foreigners getting off the freight ships.

Some of them go through official routes, while others use a sneakier method.

All of them under my finger scrutiny, as my little minions watch their each and every action. Then notify me when they either meet someone or do something noteworthy.

Following this, I could trace a whole rat nest that is spread in the capital. Filled to the brim with dangerous individuals.

Making the capital a giant melting pot on the verge of destruction, as many of these guests held the power of Master rank.

Of course, they could act so willfully because I allow it.

They are useful, for now at least.

The same can’t be said about the ones in this town though. These people were like vultures. And needed to be dealt with instantly. Which was why Baldar was here, handling the work that Team Three was responsible for. But they were too busy with capital at the moment.

Leaving only him, and his team who had no work, unlike others.

"Then what about others, did your old friend come back? Brought someone with her?"

"... Not yet. But I know she is fine and will come here soon enough." He said with some worry that flickered for a bit on his face. "She is... she will go to the orphanage, no matter what happens."

"... Young love, if only I was able to experience it in my life."

*****

The day starts at five in the morning, getting up and helping the master to the toilet and while he is busy for an hour straight there. I do the morning exercises as the sun starts to rise, which causes heavy perspiration, as it feels my whole body is breathing.

It’s such an odd sensation, much different than the stinging pain in my body when I used to have a Steel body bloodline.

Which puts something into perspective. Who knows what other sensations other bloodlines might cause in my body? And how they might mutate it. Which sometimes might come with some benefits, but most of the time, its disadvantages.

And yes, bloodlines do cause mutations and the chance of mutation in people who have transformed their bloodline from their old one is higher. There are some rare cases as well, where animalism takes place and people fall to the power of their blood, turning into beasts or monsters. But that has turned rare after the age of enlightenment arrived and the knowledge of Knights was widely circulated.

Whenever the time for getting my master out of the toilet comes, I check my strength. "*Thuck...a single inch, more powerful than before." The measuring instrument is nothing more than punching a tree without gloves or a tool.

Just pure strength to know how much I have grown since the Last time.

Which in truth is not much, considering other bloodlines, which give a huge boost in strength. But the specialty of my bloodline was elsewhere.

"Hey turd, pretty courageous of you to show your face after that beating yesterday."

"You call him courageous? This bastard barely did anything when Laurel came to ask for his help."

"Hah, what a coward, won’t even help a girl in need."

It was the usual mockery and classic taunts by these guys, pretty fun to say the least. But I think it’s enough at this point. Their routine has become boring after a week of this so-called torture.

"Guys guys... thanks for the compliments, but I think you should understand by now why I didn’t help Laurel and keep coming to you for a beating."

Of course, I knew that Laurel was nothing more than the thin one’s girlfriend. She was helping him to honeytrap newbies like him and let them experience what it feels like to be a hero, before being pummeled to the ground by them.

An obvious trick of these people to spice up their boring lives, as their parents mostly work in the capital and rarely come home from work. Giving them ample freedom to do whatever they want without any consequences.

And by the time they were in high school, they were already bored of normal things that students their age enjoyed.

Wherein comes the newbies and people like me who don’t fall for their trick. Which in general meant everyone.

But there was something that irked them in me so much that they focused entirely on me.

My height and build were an issue. I looked like a middle-aged man in the eyes of these people and so short that I had to tilt my head up to have a conversation with them.

However, worst of all in their eyes was a lack of fear in my eyes. They hated this to the bone. And now, they will learn why.

"You claim that you came to us for the beating?"

"Did the beatings turn you into a retard?"

"Oh no... your beatings did turn something in me, and it was not my brain, but something down below.’ I said with some embarrassment. "You see, I enjoy it a bit too much and play for the same team."

"What?..." in my words, the faces of these kids turn weird, two of them are still processing the information, while the other one’s face turns ugly.

"Yes, you got it right."

"In a way, you guys were beating me off... so I appreciate it and hope you guys continue it in the future as well."

"You fucking creep!!"

In this world, the greatest weapon is neither shame nor fear. One can pull up courage against a god or even a demon, either out of ignorance or due to martyrdom.

But what people might not want to deal with is a degenerate of the worst kind.

And I was that, I was going to become that degenerate, so I can get rid of these people along with this boring job.

And dealing with these bullies was just first on the list.

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