Tales and Schemes: L by Adam Maarij

Author:Adam Maarij [Maarij, Adam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B07H1LZH22
Goodreads: 41591887
Published: 2018-08-30T23:00:00+00:00

XXII

L brought his arms up, twisted his body slightly, and pushed down with his legs and spiraled the force through his arms. The hammer struck the hot iron in a rhythmic tone, leaving behind a reverberating echo in its wake.

Kullburd looked on, his face seemingly satisfied for once. It had been two days, in total, since he had taken himself as a lumberjack. In the mornings, he would fell trees with a few others, avoiding the sun as best as he could. The tree’s thick branches covered L as he hacked them down. Then came the process of cutting the trunk into manageable portions, hauling them across the distance with the help of the oxen that the headmason had allocated to the lumberjacks. After, once the sun falls, and in the few hours that are given before curfew is set in place, he would take up the hammer and work on his craft.

It was mindless work. There was a distinct lack of brain power that went into swinging an ax on one part of the tree, and swinging a hammer at one part of the metal. Because L had more minds than he could possibly be grateful for, such repetitive tasks tend to end with L poking someone with the sharp end of an object. It was not something that he planned on sticking for long, but just long until he had gained a couple coins and achieved a sufficient level in inserting aura into the equipment he crafted. A little bit of dark mana efficiency in a shovel would not be noticed. Even an expert in the field, Kullburd, was barely able to notice the way shadows stuck slightly more to it. It was relatively easy to perform as all L had to do was recall upon a half-life time of gaming experience, cross-reference them, remove any unlikely techniques, then try what’s left, of which there was not much of.

Knowledge was expensive, sometimes even more so for the Forsaken World’s—virtual realities that The League Of Nations had abandoned for whatever nonsensical reason—but L’s close association within his guild, combined with his peculiar talents for screwing people up allowed him to accumulate a great source of techniques.

While one of L’s mind’s paid the least amount of attention necessary for that process, his other two, against his own promise to wholeheartedly avoid doing so, had been scheming up plots.

Or, at least, that’s what he thought he did. In truth, that was simply a glimpse of what he believed he had been thinking about. Quite recently, his thoughts had been escaping him, coming in from one foreign region of the brain and existing to another, all under his watch but not his extended consciousness.

It was a somewhat frustrating sensation, like an inaudible noise that you weren’t sure was a noise in the first place. He did catch a few stray thoughts here and there, something regarding Braj, Jroll, and Malia. There was a sense of dread about that trail of thought; a

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