Chapter 24

"Ah, that book is a martial arts book. It records a decent martial art technique focused on movements. It's called [Six Thoughtful Steps of the Spirits]."

'So it was that…'

Oliver raised a brow as he pretended to be in thought.

In reality, the martial art technique focusing on movement was a common technique that could be found in multiple places.

There was nothing special about it in the eyes of normal exorcists.

They could find copies of this martial art distributed around the human territories.

It was a decent technique to learn and master, and undoubtedly, it helped many exorcists who mastered it.

But what people didn't know was that this was an incomplete technique.

In fact, this martial art technique was a part that belonged to an important technique in the story.

The technique was called…

The technique was called [Spirit Stretch].

An unbelievably fast movement technique that spirits of the world use to travel.

This technique needed to be joined with other parts of the main technique in order for all the conditions to be fulfilled.

What was even more absurd was that someone was able to complete this due to a very strange reason.

In the novel, a character in the academy arc was able to collect all the parts of this technique and received [Spirit Stretch] directly from the spirits.

How was he able to achieve that?

It was all thanks to his severe obsession with anything related to spirits. It was borderline disgusting but in a world where wars and demons were rampant, no one cared for some exorcist's weird fetishes.

"I will take this."

Oliver told the shop owner, getting [Spirit Stretch] would be extremely beneficial for him considering the character who had it in the novel was always able to escape whenever his class fell in trouble with demons.

"That'll be 500 Neden."

Oliver cursed the shopkeeper, this was so expensive.

"What's the discounted price?" He asked.

"I won't make much profit on it so this does not have a discount."

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"What? No, you must do something about it, otherwise, forget it."

Oliver quickly applied the 'Going, Going, Gone' tactic he had learned in his previous life while performing bargaining and negotiations.

"This…"

The man was speechless at this moment. He hadn't made many sales since the morning and Oliver was his first customer that he had gone to bring himself.

He couldn't let Oliver leave without selling something.

"Haah… Alright, I am willing to lower the price if you buy something else as well."

It was not a bad deal.

"Then give me that." Oliver pointed his finger to one of the glass boxes that had a material placed under it.

A black material that was somewhat transparent, and mirror-like.

It was known to be very light, malleable in solid form. This substance had a waxy texture in solid form. This material's melting point was one of the highest known. Not to mention it was superconductive.

It was called Hypon.

It was generally used to make tough esper specialized weapons.

He had some use for it so he decided to purchase it.

"Thank you for your purchase. Your total will be 2000 Neden after discount."

"Here."

Oliver quickly received a bag containing his items and paid the owner his amount. It was a lot but even a small quantity of Hypon was considered quite expensive as it was a rare material.

With that, he left the shop.

Back at the market, he purchased a few more things… until suddenly something happened…

"No way… there's no way…"

Oliver widened his eyes as he looked at the bag containing his things.

"WHERE THE FUCK IS MY WALLET!?"

That's right, he had been pickpocketed.

"Someone actually dares to pickpocket… more importantly, I did not even realize it until now when I needed it."

He could not help but mutter in utter disbelief.

Someone dared to pickpocket one of the young masters of the clan in broad daylight.

The same clan where they were walking right now belonged to his family.

Yet they dare to rob someone from that family.

He frowned as he realized that not everyone was aware that white-haired people were the members of the Mystic family.

His clan might be popular but the main people of the clan were always shrouded in mystery.

It was no wonder he got robbed.

A normal young master of the clan wouldn't allow themselves to be pickpocketed, it was just that Oliver also had heightened senses but he was walking around like an idiot.

He had never seen such magical items in his previous life, all of this felt new and mystical to him.

Everything here was supernatural in his eyes, he was just so lost in exploring everything like a child in a candy store that his guard was lowered severely which resulted in this.

The clan market provided him with a sense of security and thus he unknowingly didn't notice.

Not to mention, no sane young master would walk around a market like him. His circumstances were different and he had to do it in order to buy resources for himself.

'I should have been careful…'

His eyes turned mystical once again as he looked around… hoping to find the one who had pickpocketed him.

But to no avail, he could not find the thief, it was quite evident that he had been robbed some time ago and by now the thief was probably quite far away.

"Sigh…" His hands went to his pocket and retrieved a couple of notes, he barely had any Neden left now. Most of his money was in the wallet that had been now stolen.

"This is so frustrating!"

He shook his head, after thinking about it, he could not help but suddenly have dark ideas.

He glanced at the few near shops and the crowd of customers bargaining.

"No! What am I thinking!?"

He felt ridiculous, although it wouldn't be an issue for him to rob these people secretly by taking advantage of the crowd, he felt it was just too low.

He had read how protagonists would fall low after their reincarnations and transmigrations, and he felt it was understandable but right now his mind was not ready to rob the innocent ones who might be poorer than him.

What difference would there be between him and the person who stole his wallet?

"Instead…" His eyes narrowed, with [Cosmic Void Gaze], he could see quite far and there were a couple of presences that made him a little interested.