[Silver Ash] - Become The Strongest In Another World

[Silver Ash] - Become The Strongest In Another World
CHAPTER 222: Misfortune (1)

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On her way back to the station, Noelle had spent most of her time thinking about what she had just seen.


The blackish-purple crystal lining the old man's skin, no doubt, was in keeping with the traits of the Apocalypse Virus that Noelle had learned from Asterisk.


After he thought about it, it all made sense. The old man had said that he was involved in the extermination that was carried out to remove the Crystal Plague, but luck made him fall into the river and swept the old man to the area around the Neutral Elfrieden.


From the story, it can be concluded that the old man was indeed one of the targets of extermination. However, what makes Noelle curious is the virus that infects her.


Damian, Asher, and Lucia said that after contracting the virus, a person would not be able to live even for one day.


At most, they could only spend two whole days before finally their bodies turned completely into blackish-purple crystals.


The Royal and Imperial Genocide took place about 27 years ago, precisely in the year 714.


It had been a very long time, and 48 hours was more than enough for the virus to turn one's body into crystals. Which means, the old man somehow managed to survive despite being infected with the deadly virus.


(Whether it's Ructus, Tristan, or even Mordred not saying anything about survivors of the virus, so I can't make arbitrary conclusions .. )


the basic understanding Noelle had of this matter was lacking. His knowledge of the virus outbreak was limited only to its symptoms and deadly effects. Other than that, he doesn't know anything.


Given how two big parties like the Kingdom and the Empire must take aggressive actions like genocide, it is clear that this virus cannot be controlled. The spread is very fast, and there is no chance of recovery after infection. All of this is very basic knowledge.


Noelle frowned to herself as she began to think of some things. His footsteps were heavy as he stepped into the carriage and walked towards his room.


Just like before, he still felt the air of the existence of the three people who were following him.


After entering her room, Noelle immediately locked the door and sat on the sofa with her notebook, sketching roughly about the problem she found.


So far, he did not get any sentence stating that patients with the virus can be cured and not affected by the effects. Which means, the old man he had just met was a special case.


There might be something that left him unaffected and could live on until now. However, the problem is, Noelle does not know what could save the man from a deadly virus.


In his notebook, Noelle begins to write down some things that are most likely related to the old man's case.


One of the words rounded there is the word 'luck'. The man had said it clearly before; that he had enormous luck.


However, when he was lucky, there would be one or two people who would have bad luck.


Noelle was pretty sure that this was the reason why the man survived the virus.


The man was lucky that he had fallen into the river, but everyone left behind had misfortune as they had to deal with the direct slaughter of the two-sided army.


Then, the man was also lucky as the virus did not spread any further in his body. However, instead, someone not previously involved may have to suffer from the virus.


Noelle's been aware of it since the man told her. The luck that the old man had, was not something ordinary. At the very least, there were one or two mysterious forces moving behind it.


The way it works is quite simple; its luck converts misfortune, and throws that misfortune to others around. It was a very simple, yet deadly system.


It cannot be counted how many people have been victimized just because of the workings of this power.


Just then, after Noelle realized the existence of the blackish purple crystal lining the man's neck, she immediately left on the grounds that her carriage was about to depart shortly.


Now he thought about it, and he believed it was the right choice.


If he stayed any longer in that place, then he could not predict what kind of trouble he would get next.


Fishing is an activity that requires skill and patience, but at the same time it also depends on luck. The man had already gotten two fish, which meant that there would be one or two people who had misfortune of the same degree.


"I hope it's not me … "


Despite sounding trivial, Noelle began to feel wary as some strange things started happening around her. His thoughts immediately led him to the image of someone, namely Noir.


Before he left the man's side, he didn't see any strangeness, which meant his post-luck downing law still hadn't worked. Or maybe already, just that no one noticed it. After all, the luck he got was quite small, so the misfortune that was billed to others should also be of the same level.


Noelle sighed and looked out the window.


The train will leave in about an hour, and it will be the last ride before Noelle finally reaches the city of Fencen.


The old man's words still stuck in his head, and he couldn't eliminate it no matter what he did.


Because of that, since then Noelle has been haunted by many questions.


The problem of the virus will be closed until the next Asterisk meeting. Perhaps, if he could inform Lucia of this, Noelle could get confirmation of something.


Noelle raised her hand, and let the two hand ornaments hang on her wrist, reflecting the sunlight as if it was a bright pure metal.


The two ornaments were sword-shaped in different colors; one was silver white, and the other was pure black without any complexion other than the fringe that glittered with silver light.


These two embellishments were his flagship weapons, Langen and Verstand which he resized into simple accessories.


Each of the swords shone, and its power responded to Noelle's desire.


At that moment, a cup filled with hot chocolate that had just been brewed suddenly floated up, and Noelle continued to stare at him with focus as if wanting to try something.


Shortly after, Noelle finally stopped and put the cup back on the table. He then stared at the silver sword that became an accessory in his hand.


"I've been able to control it to some extent, but. I might only be able to control two or three items at once under these circumstances … "


After he ascended a higher level by absorbing Noir's strength, Noelle managed to understand his sword force even better.


Previously, he had to meet several conditions before using the telekinesis power Verstand had given him.


These conditions require him to first touch the object he wants to control. If he had never touched the object, then he would not be able to control it no matter how strong Noelle's concentration was.


In addition, there was another condition that made him have to make direct contact with Verstand's silver sword in order to use his telekinesis power.


Basically, Verstand's sword was like a catalyst that gave Noelle the ability. If Noelle wanted to use her power, then Noelle would have to come into direct contact with that catalyst.


However, after her understanding of this weapon increased, Noelle had developed this ability.


He did not need to come into contact with Verstand to control an object, but he had to be in a state of full concentration and could not be bothered.


Therefore, this new technique is not very feasible to be practiced directly in combat.


With her current strength, Noelle could only move two or three objects at once, moreover her size should not be too large.


This was a good development, but it was still more effective if he used this power by coming into direct contact with his sword.


Noelle finished checking her controlling ability, she then stood up and walked towards the large cupboard that had a full body mirror on its door.


On the surface of the mirror, Noah Ashrain's appearance that Noelle was quite used to seeing was reflected.


A young man who had just reached adulthood, as well as a young man with a firm and arrogant face. This is the performance Noelle designed for Noah Ashrain.


Now, after he thought about it again, Noelle immediately found trouble.


He had spent several days with the identity of Noah Ashrain, and now he found the problem.


Even though her appearance and identity were altered, Noelle was still a vampire who had a strong need for blood.


If Noelle lost control of her sanity, then she would show quite obvious vampire characteristics.


Previously he did not mind that because there was Olivia who could calm him down. However, now he was alone, so he had to be more careful with his instincts as a vampire.


To overcome that, Noelle decided to make a little change.


Noelle raised her hand, and closed both her eyes with her palm for a while, then opened it again.


Instantly, the one displayed there looked quite different from the figure of Noah Ashrain before.


The characteristics of her face were still the same, and there was no change to her hair color. The only thing that changed was his eyes.


Noelle's eyes were now bright red without the slightest stain. These are the same eyes that will appear when Noelle's instincts and desires as a vampire come out.


This was the form of care Noelle had taken. From now on, he will be in touch with a lot of people, and that's why he wants to keep up his performances better.


These red eyes would at least not appear again when his instincts and passion as a vampire rose, so this was a pretty good decision.


The only problem was that there were already many people who saw Noah Ashrain's true appearance, which meant that it would be difficult for Noelle to trick them.


"Well, that can be thought of later … "


Noelle smiled reproachfully, then put back on her long red scarf around the neck. Then, he opened the door and walked out of the room.


The moment Noelle came out, her shoulder hit someone, and made her reflexively turn to apologize. However, his expression instantly froze upon seeing that figure.


(So his bad luck was thrown at me, yeah .. )


Noelle was eager to denounce the old man's good fortune that had to subvert others in order to be useful.


The person who just hit him was a woman. Her clothes are luxurious, yet they look simple. In addition, she also wore beautiful makeup and a net hat that covered her face.


Despite that, Noelle could not have mistaken him.


This figure was the woman he had just seen his illustration in the newspaper, Feran Cerces, a noble comfort woman who managed to bring a run for huge amounts of money.


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