Tarthocas: Chronicles of the Transmigrating Scribe Chapter 71: Livor Mortis [2]

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“It’s something one of the higher ups wanted to give you.” The old man spoke with a smile that failed to reach his eyes. Wilhelm hesitated for a moment. “This is all I’ve got? A pocket watch?” Wilhelm wanted to refute but he didn’t. He had already been resurrected which was already a lot. And if this really came from a ‘higher up’ it had to have something special. The old man seemed to have understood what Wilhelm was thinking. “If a higher up gave you this item then you best believe it to be special.” Wilhelm nodded and didn’t continue the conversation. Through the old man’s words it wasn’t hard to presume that even he didn’t know the use of the pocket watch. Thus inwardly sighing Wilhelm took the pocket watch. The old man nodded as well. “Oh! There is another thing as well, since your body was completely reconstructed through the power of Hot Pot, your physical body has also been strengthened to a certain degree.Although you won’t be a match for those at The 2nd Stage, you’ll still be able to hold your ground against those lower.” The old man added. Hearing this Wilhelm was delighted as a faint glimmer appeared in his eyes. The old man noticed this. “Looks like your neurons are recovering.” “Looks like it.” Wilhelm replied. “Well then I’ll send you back to your room.” The old man spoke as he raised his hand. “I never got your name.” Wilhelm spoke out just before he could be sent back. The old man’s hand stopped as an awkward expression appeared on his face. “Name huh….well I guess you can call me Akarius.” The old man answered. “Alrig-” Wilhelm was gone. The old man simply sat in his seat and sighed while adjusting his glasses. —---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “-ht” Wilhelm completed yet only to realise he was back in his room. “That was fast.” Wilhelm muttered under his breath. After a quick glance at his room to check if he actually was in the correct one Wilhelm began to think. “Now what should I do….eh?” As Wilhelm was contemplating, he suddenly noticed a strange memory had just appeared out of nowhere. This memory wasn’t of any event but one containing information about a Spell Construct. Frost Lance “The hell?” Wilhelm was perplexed at this new arrival. As his brain was still dulled a bit, Wilhelm was able to get a hold of himself and look into the information. {Frost Lance Properties - Water/Frost Element For Melee Use Piercing Weapon} Aside from the properties, there were the instructions given to properly construct it as well. Wilhelm processing this immediately jumped to the conclusion that someone had implanted this into his brain while he was being reconstructed after dying. As for who? Only a single person could be thought of to have done this. Hot Pot. However Wilhelm wasn’t as sure after his conversation with Akarius as he seemed to have known him. But the more pressing question was something else. Why? Why did someone give him a Spell Construct? After all he had failed and died even during his venture and not only was he brought back to life with an improved body but also given a gift from the high men. So why give him this? This was just going a bit overboard. And thus this doubt gave way to another thought. What if whoever gave this to him had malicious intent? Questions stacked one after themselves onto Wilhelm’s mind and he couldn’t get rid of them. “Shit.” Wilhelm muttered a silent curse as a frown stretched across his entire face. Yet just as this was occurring, another thought randomly popped up. Power . If he had enough power he could acquire the answer to all of his questions. “Yes.” Wilhelm’s eyes gleamed brightly as the thought erupted and suppressed all others. He needed to become more powerful. Power mattered and he needed it. And the only way to currently get power was the Spell Construct. Without waiting longer Wilhelm instantly began to study the Spell Construct. The room’s temperature instantly