Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162 36.4 - The forge

"For a power supply, would this suffice…."

The moment the young man dropped the thing he took out from his spatial storage, immense amounts of energy started spreading to the environment.

"This….."

In this scene, Vorgvir's eyes widened in sheer surprise.

"Don't tell me…This is?"

His widened eyes turned from surprise to horror in a very second as he immediately understood what this was.

For a being who had seen countless things in his whole long life, if one asked what was the most disgusting memory he could ever forget, the thing in front of him would be one of them.

"Kid." Vorgvir's voice dropped, taking on a grave tone. The once-goofy blacksmith revealed the essence of a seasoned warrior and elder. The flames flickering around him mirrored the turbulent emotions stirring within.

"You have three seconds to explain how you possess this thing." The demand cut through the air like a blade, emphasizing the gravity of the situation. The cavern seemed to hold its breath, awaiting the young man's response amidst the ominous revelation.

The young man maintained his stoic expression even though he knew the weight of what he had just unveiled.

He met the eyes of the demon elder before him without backing off. In front of the overwhelming intent of the hundreds of years old being, he simply stood still.

"I stole it."

And spoke three words.

Three simple words hung in the air, carrying a weight that resonated through the cavern. Vorgvir's eyes, bearing the weight of centuries, pierced through the young man before him.

"You stole it." Vorgvir's voice echoed with a mixture of disbelief and scrutiny. He knew the severity of what the young man had just confessed to, and he also knew it was very unlikely.

However, he was experienced in terms of reading people, and he instinctively knew the young man wasn't lying.

"How? Whom did you steal it from?" The questions flowed from Vorgvir's lips, each one a demand for answers that could unravel the mysterious circumstances surrounding the object.

"And do you even know what this is?" Vorgvir's gaze intensified, seeking the truth in the eyes of the young man. The flames in the cavern flickered as if echoing the tension that had gripped the once seemingly routine forging session.

"Even if I told you whom I stole this from, would you even know it, old man?" The young man didn't back off as he spoke. Vorgvir could see he was getting irritated….Possibly from the pressure he was emitting.

'Sigh…What am I doing?'

Realizing the tension he had created, Vorgvir took a deep breath, allowing the flames around him to subside. The ancient blacksmith eased the intensity in his eyes, acknowledging the youthful defiance before him.

"Kid, just tell me. Do you know what this is?" He asked once more, looking at the boy's eyes.

"It is a Mana Nucleus." The boy replied, looking at the thing on the ground. His eyes didn't feel any emotion neither did they feel any remorse.

'Does he now know what this thing is made from?'

Vorgvir thought to himself, looking at his reaction.

"It seems you know what this is. Then, do you know what this was made from?" Vorgvir continued with his questions as he looked into the young man's eyes.

The young man met Vorgvir's gaze, his expression unwavering. "Yes, I know what it's made from. A Mana Nucleus is essentially crafted from the bodies of humans with special mana characteristics. It's an inhumane act, a perversion of life turned into a source of power."

Vorgvir's eyes narrowed as he processed the admission while watching the kid's reaction at the mention of such an inhumane act.

However, contrary to what he was expecting, the kid didn't seem bothered by what he was saying.

"Then, even though you knew the origin of this thing, why are you proposing it to use as a material for your weapon?"

The young man's gaze remained steadfast, unyielding under the scrutiny. "I know its origin, and I won't deny the darkness it carries, as well as how inhumane it is. If I were given the chance, I would never create such a thing."

The boy said as he lowered his gaze, looking at his hands.

The young man's words cut through the air, each syllable a declaration of his unwavering purpose. "But, I won't simply ignore the opportunity presented to me. I am neither an angel nor a hero, just as I said before. My weapon is not something I want to use out of kindness for others; it is a tool for my revenge."

Raising his head defiantly, he locked eyes with Vorgvir. "If I had the values a hero held, do you think I would come to this place seeking for you? Did you forget the words I just spoke here? Even if I hold the most cursed weapon in this world, even if it is the most disgusting thing, if I can achieve my vengeance, it won't matter in the end. I will do whatever it takes to do it."

Vorgvir's gaze lingered on the young man, a mixture of understanding and contemplation in his ancient eyes. The air in the cavern felt charged, the conflicting energies of vengeance and the eerie workshop's ambiance creating an atmosphere heavy with purpose.

"Very well," Vorgvir spoke, his voice carrying the weight of acknowledgment. "I won't question your motives any further. If this is the path you choose, then we shall proceed. However, kid, remember this. Playing with the souls and the dead won't ever bring you any good."

The young man's response was delivered with a cold resolve. "It is even better if it does that. I had never been delusional enough to think I deserve anything good in this world."

The eyes of the kid speaking those words seemed to contain intense emotions and self-hatred that even Vorgvir was taken aback.

'Now, I see.'

At that second, he understood what this kid was doing.

'You are punishing yourself, aren't you, kid? Trying to put out the fire inside you by hating yourself…..'

At that exact moment, in his eyes, the young man became a kid, even for a second.

"If that is what you wish." Vorgvir nodded solemnly, recognizing the depth of the young man's conviction, even if it led down a dark and perilous path.

He grabbed the Mana Nucleus in the ground, as well as the other two materials.

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