Odyssey of the Blind God

Shearing the Blazing Berserk Sheep and removing its red wool was not difficult. Each corpse took him a minute or two before he stored both in his spatial ring once again.

However, even this duration seemed too long to Nial because there were so many corpses in his spatial ring that had to be dissected.

Mathias was helping him but it was not as if his friend was proficient at dissecting corpses.

That was also why Mathias began to shear the Sheeps, while Nial removed the horns of all monsters first.

On the other hand, he didn't properly dissect the bulls or the other monsters, whose bones, tendons or claws he wanted.

He cut them in parts in a rather crude manner, saving the most important parts while the remaining body would later be thrown away.

It was not as if Nial was an experienced butcher, and even if he were to be one, Nial didn't have the necessary time to butcher each corpse efficiently.

Spending half a minute with each corpse was already more than he could afford to waste on the corpses.

This time was also more than enough for Nial's Dragonflame Spear to cut off the beast's horns, to cut their body apart, and store everything in his storage, in an organized manner, at that.

Nial and Mathias were up and nearly worked for the entire night. Their movements were rough at first, clearly showing that they had no experience in what they were doing.

However, with time, their efficiency increased and it looked almost as if they had never done anything else than shearing sheep and dissecting corpses.

There had been a few attacks on their group, but the powerhouses didn't face a problem protecting everyone.

Nial didn't expect anything less from the true powerhouses. After all, he had yet to see a single Prometheus ranked beasts roaming through Jundra.

If something were to happen to their group despite such an existence's interference, they might as well give up reclaiming Juna right now.

Before it was time for their departure, Nial approached one of the dungeon portals that was situated close to their camp.

It was merely a Rookie dungeon and not something that would usually hold Nial's interest.

However, it was an ideal spot to dispose of the garbage, which was exactly what he did.

After he accessed his spatial ring, Nial threw out everything he didn't need anymore. The huge corpses, which he had already dissected, and the sheared sheep were thrown through the dungeon portal, never to be seen again.

His action attracted lots of attention, and while quite a few younger Originals were confused about what Nial was doing, the older and experienced veterans nodded their heads.

"He doesn't want to attract large hordes of beasts by leaving behind all the corpses which he painstakingly dissected during the entire night.

But, to be honest, I would have never been able to think about using a dungeon as a replacement for a garbage bin, that was a smart choice." One of the veteran Originals thought, smiling faintly before shaking his head.

The others nodded their heads too. They still believed that Nial was wasting his time by collecting all the beast corpses. Furthermore, it wouldn't be helpful for him and his friend to spend every single night of their trip dissecting corpses.

In the end, if they were to grow too tired, they would only put others in a problem because they wouldn't be able to fight, let alone think properly.

This was a big no, and it was also something Nial understood clearly.

Mathias was already tired after just one sleepless night. Thus, Nial chose to change the way he approached the situation.

"We have quite a few Elite Junior Soldiers at the Origin rank in the group as well, right?" He suddenly asked Mathias with a radiant smile.

However, Mathias didn't like this smile. It was uncanny and definitely not something he wanted to see on Nial's face.

After all, it meant that trouble might await them.

"Yeah…the military sent more than 200 Elite Junior Soldiers to join the conquest. I don't think any of them is at the Prym rank yet, otherwise, they would have long since become Elite Soldiers." Mathias answered while throwing a wary look at Nial again.

"Good, very good!" He commented and released his range of perception as their large group continued their trip with the start of a new day.

Exactly like it had been the day before, Nial didn't hold back when it came to collecting beast corpses.

The amount of money Nial would earn just by collecting the beast corpses must have long since exceeded a hundred million dollars.

But even then, Nial was still not done. He continued to store every single beast corpse he could get his hands on, filling his spatial ring to the brim, if that were to be necessary.

However, other than collecting corpses, Nial had also begun to approach other Originals at the Origin rank.

He focused on striking a conversation with the Elite Junior Soldiers and seemed to be discussing a few things with them.

This was different than things had been the day before because Nial hadn't bothered about anyone but his friend until now.

The sudden change in his behavior was noticeable and attracted quite a bit of attention from the people around him.

There was nothing more interesting than Nial and his weird actions for most Originals to pay attention to, either way.

In the end, one of the higher-ranked authorities of the military couldn't help but curiously ask his subordinates about what they were speaking with Nial.

"What exactly does that blind Original want from you guys? And why are you guys looking so happy, as if you've just received a raise in your salary?" The man asking this was not a General, and only a few ranks higher than the Elite Junior Soldiers.

Their talent was higher than his own, but that didn't matter right now. The middle-aged man was just trying to find a cure to his boredom, which was why he had asked his subordinate about what was going on.

"Hello, Sir. It's nothing special. Nial, that's the blind Original's name, just wanted us to help him with something. We will just help him dissect the beast corpses he has collected until now." One of the youngest Elite Junior Soldiers answered politely, acting as if they weren't doing anything special.

"Why would you guys want to help him? That doesn't explain your joy either…" The middle-aged man sensed that something was off, and he realized what it was once the young Elite Junior Soldier revealed the truth.

"Of course, we're happy because we'll be paid with ungraded runic weapons! Sir, do you remember the news about the ungraded runic Black Iron weapons the Special units have been rewarded with not too long ago?

We'll get the same runic weapons from Nial! And in exchange, we merely have to help him dissect a few corpses, a few hours every night!"  The young Elite Junior Soldier sounded overjoyed.

However, that was only obvious. The runic Black Iron weapons he mentioned were the ones Nial, Miranda and Mathias had sold at the Gier auction.

In the end, the military hadn't been able to successfully bid for more than three sets of 25 runic Black iron weapons.

That was also why only the most talented and strongest Elite Junior Soldiers had received the opportunity to get their hands on an ungraded runic armament.

It was a great honor to receive one of the few rare runic armaments. That was also why it was a huge surprise for many of the young Elite Junior Soldiers when they understood that Nial was willing to give each of them one runic armament in exchange for their help.

As long as they worked for two hours every night, each of the 200 Elite Junior Soldiers participating in the conquest would receive their own ungraded runic armament.

For everyone else except the Elite Junior Soldiers, this price might be too low because most Originals participating in the conquest were either from a big background, wielded powerful high-quality Myth weapons, or they were strong enough to purchase their own, better weapons.

However, for the Elite Junior Soldiers, something like the ungraded runic Black Iron weapons were true treasures.

Each of the Black iron runic weapons had cost the military around 100,000$, meaning that the Elite Junior Soldiers would make tremendous profits in exchange for having to work only two hours a day until the conquest was over.

In comparison, their monthly salary was merely 5,000$ apart from which they received a basic amount of resources according to their ranking on the military scoreboard.

Nial was an oddball in their opinion, but as long as he paid well, the Elite Junior Soldiers couldn't care less whether Nial was a weirdo or just different.

"He'll give each of you an ungraded runic armament. The Black Iron runic weapons at that? I thought only Miranda could create them…Wait a goddamn minute?!"

The middle-aged man's gaze flicked toward Nial and Mathias, who were once again outside their temporary base, collecting hundreds of beast corpses.

By now, everyone knew that Nial would rush outside the base to collect the corpses of the beasts that attacked them.

Nobody was even thinking of taking away his goods. It was not worth the effort in their opinion, even more so because nobody except the true powerhouses needed as little time to collect hundreds of corpses spread over a range of a kilometer as Nial required.

'Are those two brats Miranda's disciples?? They're actually collecting the beast corpses to practice manufacturing runic armaments? Did Miranda tell them to use this opportunity and to shamelessly collect all beast corpses so that they would have enough raw materials? This stingy bitch! She even endangered her disciples for the sake of some easy money!!'

Every single time, Nial and Mathais left their group, they were aware that they might be attacked by some other beasts.

The powerhouses had given them both a few warnings already, saying that they wouldn't rush to their aid the moment they would get attacked.

This was the risk Nial and Mathias had to take whenever they left the large group to collect the beast corpses.

In the beginning, Mathias had been able to hold Nial back from straying too far from the base. However, there were quite a few situations when the powerful Originals defeated beast groups more than a kilometer away from their group.

And in those situations, Nial still ventured out, ignoring the warnings of his friends and the well-meant advice of the other Originals.

Until now, nothing serious had happened. Nial had always been able to perceive everything in his surroundings. He could tell whether something harboring mana was alive or dead. Which emboldened him to venture out with his friend.

This made things extremely easy for him.

However, it was only obvious that his lucky streak wouldn't last forever. Time and again, it had been proved that in most cases it was humans who went against their own kind, driven by envy that corrupted their minds after someone rose quickly and gained strength.

Even true powerhouses could be envious of all the gains Nial made in merely two days. Thus, it was not even a surprise, when Nial and Mathias found themselves surrounded by a total of 12 Prym-ranked beasts that had escaped with light injuries at the hands of one of the powerhouses, who had eliminated the remaining group of 350 beasts!

'It is not like I didn't seek permission to collect the corpses of the beasts they killed. Why are they now intentionally leaving out a few monsters alive?' Nial wondered.

If someone had something against his shameless behavior, they could just collect the beast corpses on their own. There was no need for them to play with him and Mathias like this.

But what Nial didn't expect was that the human race's greed and jealousy were not the only reason for him to be currently facing a total of 12 Prym ranked beasts.

Rather, it was also the curiosity of a particular man, who was smiling brightly while observing the unfolding situation in front of him.

'Show your true self to me! I want to see you again, my old friend!!'