boyutpedia Chapter 496 Chapter 113.4 - Rewards
Chapter 496 Chapter 113.4 - Rewards
Chapter 496 Chapter 113.4 - Rewards
I watched the message notification blink on my smartwatch, the cold blue light reflecting off the polished surface of the table. The words on the screen solidified my thoughts—my journey had moved to the next stage. There was no room for hesitation.
'An Adept, huh? Finally, out of the trainee stage.'
The significance of the rank wasn't lost on me. It marked a transition, a shift from being just another face in the organization's pool of potential to someone with real responsibilities and real consequences.
At the same time, I want someone who can act freely. I had gotten a lot of things from this place, and it was better to show some results so that they would not get suspicious or angry.
My thoughts drifted momentarily to what this meant for the path ahead. The choices I would make from this point on carried weight, a tangible impact that could ripple through the layers of the organization and beyond. Cheêck out latest novels on
I tapped the screen, accessing the details of my first mission as an Adept. The mission brief loaded instantly, and the words were clear and concise.
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Mission Brief:
Location: City of [Veilcroft]
Objective: Join the investigation team.
Details: Recent activities in the city have drawn the organization's attention. You are to integrate with the existing investigation team and assist in uncovering the cause and source of these disturbances. Intelligence suggests the potential involvement of unknown entities or factions. Maintain a low profile and gather information. Additional directives will be communicated as necessary.
Note: Due to your new status as an Adept, your presence will be under scrutiny. Consider this mission a test of your capabilities in a real-world scenario.
Estimated Duration: One week
Point of Contact: Warden [Shanks]
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'Veilcroft...'
The name of the city resonated with a certain familiarity. A place known for its shadows, where whispers traveled faster than light, and secrets were currency.
'A place where the Black Market and the underground organizations had the most presence.'
I wasn't surprised that the organization had its eyes on Veilcroft. After all, even in the game, many missions and events took place there. Thus, it was understandable.
'A place where the Black Market and the underground organizations had the most presence.'
I wasn't surprised that the organization had its eyes on Veilcroft. After all, even in the game, many missions and events took place there. Thus, it was understandable.
It was the kind of place where things festered in the dark, waiting to be uncovered by those skilled enough—or foolish enough—to seek them out.
I glanced at the name listed under the point of contact: Warden [Shanks]. The title "Warden" immediately caught my attention. It wasn't a rank handed out lightly within the organization. To hold that title meant you were formidable, both in power and in authority. It was the same rank as Dakota, the person who had overseen some of my more intense training sessions.
'So they've assigned someone of Dakota's caliber to this mission...'
That only reinforced the seriousness of the situation. Veilcroft wasn't just any city—it was a nexus of power, influence, and danger.
The Black Market thrived there, along with various underground organizations that operated outside the reach of conventional authority. In a place like that, having someone as strong as a Warden wasn't just necessary—it was essential.
'Shanks...' The name didn't ring any bells, but that wasn't unusual. The organization had plenty of operatives who preferred to stay in the shadows, especially those with high-ranking titles.
This particular demon had managed to weave a complex web of connections, making him nearly impossible to trace without significant resources. But the organization had those resources, and they had used them to their fullest extent.
'Good,' I thought, scanning the list of connections and affiliations that the organization had uncovered. He was involved in everything from the Black Market to high-level political circles.
And that was the crux of it. The reason I had requested the investigation in the first place. There was something specific I needed from this guy. Something that only he could provide.
'That thing....I need to get it.'
Silas Vayne, or as known as Zharokath.
A member of Void Clan.
And the person who holds the key to the technique that I am developing. The reason why I had been this adamant about using the opportunity that I had gotten as a reward.
Why? You may ask.
The answer relies on the necklace that the guy has.
'That necklace...It holds the key to the entrance of the dungeon.'
It was no ordinary piece of jewelry, and its true value wasn't in gold or jewels. That necklace was the key to a dungeon—a special dungeon nurtured by demons over centuries, a place where dark energies had coalesced into something truly formidable.
It was a place hidden from the world, a secret known only to a few. But once revealed, it would unleash a storm of chaos and destruction that could wipe entire cities off the map.
'A dungeon that could destroy everything...'
The danger was real. That place was a convergence of demonic power and was the home of a certain monster who was now in the stage of growing up.
A monster that is being nurtured by demonic energy.
Once it is exposed, the consequences will be catastrophic.
But amidst that destruction, within the heart of that cursed place, lay a reward. A reward so valuable that it could change the fate of anyone who claimed it. That was why I needed the necklace, why I had been so adamant about using the resources of the organization to track down Zharokath—because that dungeon held something I couldn't afford to pass up.
The technique...' I reminded myself. The technique I was developing required something special, something that could only be found within that dungeon. It wasn't just a matter of power or prestige—it was a necessity. If I was going to push myself to the next level, if I was going to unlock the full potential of the abilities I had worked so hard to cultivate, I needed what lay within that dungeon.
But first, I needed that necklace.
Without it, the entrance to the dungeon would remain sealed, and all the power contained within would be lost to me.
Zharokath knew this, of course.
That's why he kept it so close, why he guarded it with such intensity. He understood the significance of what he held and the potential it had to either make or break the future.
How do I know? Because it is an event in the game.
❰After Academy Arc 3, Subjugation of Void Dragon❱
That is the name of the arc.
And what you think is right.
The monster I am going to hunt.
It is a dragon.