CHAPTER 212: 212. ACQUIRING THE MATERIALS

Under the effect of [Malefic Enchantment], Marquis Jones tried to resist but ultimately failed. Now that both of Jake’s mental attributes were in the 5th Circle threshold, this skill had become even more deadly.

He quickly learned from the Marquis that the family heirloom was located in a hidden safe.

"Bring it to me." Jake ordered.

Jones, however, stood still, his mind trying to break out of the spell. The glow in Jake’s eyes intensified which made the struggling man start obeying again.

The Marquis went to a seemingly ordinary wall and smeared a spot on the left with his blood, causing a narrow passage to open.

Dust spewed out, indicating that this compartment hadn’t been opened in a long while. Jake immediately followed the man inside.

’Oh?’ A surprised look appeared on his face. Here, [Magipathy] was severely restricted. Not only that, it even influenced his control over surrounding mana.

There were weird symbols on the wall which kept flashing purple, blocking any sense from outside.

’No wonder I couldn’t find it. This magic array is quite formidable.’ Jake wondered how the Marquis even placed it here. Clearly this man wasn’t a mage.

’Something’s wrong.’ Jake thought as he cautiously examined the area.

At the end of this passage was a tiny circular room. In its center, there was a pair of white daggers on a table. Jake could also see a dark armor hung on the back.

All of these items glowed with distinct magical auras and one could tell that they were special.

Pushing the Marquis to the side, Jake used [Demon Eye]. As expected, these items were made from dragon parts.

The daggers were made from the wing bones. As for the armor, it was made from the scales of a child black dragon.

’The stats on these aren’t that good though.’ Jake thought as he pulled the items towards him.

[Ding! Congratulations, one of your skills has maxed.]

[Demonic Grasp (lvl. 9 → lvl. 10)]

As Jake dismissed the system notification and held the daggers and the armor, a sudden draconic aura overwhelmed him.

There was a strong sense of resentment lingering in these items that only a 4th Circler or above could withstand.

The moment this happened, his control over Jones lessened substantially. The Marquis immediately backed up and chanted something obscure.

The magical symbols on the walls glowed even brighter and the passage began closing.

"Hah! You demon, I may not be your match in power but I can outwit you. These runes have been etched in this secret room for thousands of years, nobody can break them!" Jones gleefully laughed as he rushed outside.

A loud grating sound filled the treasure compartment as the two walls rapidly closed shut. In that split second, truly no ordinary movement skill could match the speed of those walls.

However, ever since entering, Jake had remained cautious. The moment that draconic aura affected him, he immediately began chanting the [Lesser Teleportation] spell.

As the passage closed, a purple teleportation circle glowed in the middle of Jones’ room. As Jake safely appeared holding the items, he was surprised to see dead bodies laid all over the floor.

These were the platoon of armed men that came to rescue the Marquis who was fighting Fiona. The two concubines were still huddled together and jolted in fear when they saw him teleport.

Jake chuckled, storing the heirlooms in his inventory.

[Ding! You have committed a greedy sin. You gain 1050 Evil Points!]

With these, he’d fulfilled the quota for dragon scales and bones. Now, he needed the flesh and blood.

Actually, Sren had stored some of Yvonne’s blood to experiment with when he had her trapped in the dungeon. That meant he only had to get his hands on the flesh of a dragon.

This was actually the hardest material to obtain. Flesh degrades faster than bones or scales, even if those were of a dragon’s.

Unless someone kept such a thing in a special container, you would have to fight a live dragon to obtain its flesh.

Thankfully, Jake had a dragon as his corrupted servant. Chopping off a bit of her tail would suffice for the ritual.

As Jake was thinking about his plans, the fight between Fiona and Jones concluded. After being injured, the Marquis was already weakened.

He’d also not fought in many years. Fiona, given some time, was easily able to subdue him.

’’Daddy, what do we do with him?"

’’Punch him a few more times." Jake replied and went to sit on the king-sized bed.

Flicking a finger, he lit up a corpse on the floor with [Dark Fire]. It ate up that dead guard and moved onto another. Soon, the whole room littered with bodies and blood was cleaned spotless.

Meanwhile, barbaric punching sounds kept ringing as Fiona beat up the foxy marquis. This was his punishment for trying to trap Jake.

After getting what he’d come for, Jake had thought of killing this man. However, there were still some uses for this Marquis.

Although Jones was pretty shitty for a 4th Circle Knight, he did have an army under him. These guards in his estate couldn’t compare to the thousands of soldiers he had stationed all over Ardin.

According to Xenan, Marquis Jones had three fleets under him and was the first line of defense against an invasion by sea. No wonder the king held him in such a high regard.

’As much as I’d like to blast his ugly head, it’s more advantageous to corrupt him.’ Jake sighed as he stood up.

"Alright, that’s enough.’ He ordered and created blood chains to bind Jones to his couch. Jake then grabbed Fiona by her willow waist and smiled.

"What were you saying earlier? You can’t even beat my girl."

Jake had no plans to corrupt this guy so soon. As he was fondling Fiona, he heard the voices outside. By now, almost everyone was awake.

The servants and family members were all over the compound, making a commotion. Some guards who’d sensed the danger were even fleeing.

Plap!

Jake slapped Fiona’s cheeks and commanded, "Don’t let anyone escape. Not a word must get out about what happened tonight."

The homunculus immediately nodded and flew outside to catch the runners. Meanwhile, Jake laid his eyes on the concubines who were now playing dead.

"You two, get over here."