Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

"Cesar, your next pentagram must be a green one. It would be a waste not to try to absorb something like that. Considering that your first two pentagrams are pure essences not generated by living beings, they can grow a lot with the addition of a green pentagram.

If your first pentagram has not yet evolved to the orange level, it will certainly do so when you absorb the green pentagram. As for your second essence, it will probably reach the green grade when you become a Sovereign and absorb your fourth essence.

So, you must work hard to overcome this challenge and achieve this incredible feat.

Vicente listened to Newton speak without interrupting, seeing how intelligent this man was to estimate things that were already happening to him, even without him showing himself to such a professor.

Newton continued. "Unfortunately, I don't have any data on pentagrams of this classification formed by the natural effects in the whole province. So you'll have to look for a pentagram made by a living being. It's not the best you can find, but it's what 99% of magicians can do.

So get to the Wolfrior Forest as soon as you can. That is the largest forested area in the province, home to a race of beasts with an elemental affinity similar to yours.

I've heard that some of the Tempest Hawks in this area are on the cusp of the 3rd and 4th stages. Perhaps one of them has formed a green pentagram. Look for this tribe. Your new pentagram may be among them."

"Tempest Hawks?" Vicente had heard of these beasts, for they were a race native to the Seidel Kingdom, usually found in large forests far from human cities, especially in places with special climatic characteristics marked by storms.

"Yes, I know it's difficult to hunt a beast that flies and isn't slow, but I believe that a pentagram formed by a being of this species will be more than 80% compatible with your powers.

In particular, you may be able to gain mental power if your pentagram comes from one of these hawks. Despite their tremendous physical strength, they are also known for their unusual mental abilities. I believe something like this would be crucial for you.

Your greatest weakness right now is your mind."

Hearing Newton's voice, Torne couldn't help but agree, "This man is right. Your greatest weakness is your mind, as long as you can't control your second magical form. And Tempest Hawks certainly has that mental quality. It may be that a pentagram formed by one of these beasts will actually strengthen one of your weaknesses, master.'

"Okay, I'll try to hunt down one of them if I find one with a green pentagram. But what if there aren't any?"

Newton replied. "Then you'll have to look for another animal. Even if a pentagram with mental ability is valuable to you, we must give priority to the quality of the pentagram.

Other beasts in that forest have powers based on the Earth and Lightning elements. Search for them until you find a match. Finding a green pentagram won't be easy, but your chances are not bad in this area. Newly promoted Sovereigns visit this area from time to time."

"All right, I'll do my best to succeed in my visit to the Wolfrior Forest. I hope to have my third essence by the time you come to Millfall in a few months." Vicente said determinedly.

"Me too," Newton replied. "I'll see you in Millfall in three months at the latest. We'll talk more about the girl you mentioned. That can be discussed in the future."

"Hmm, thank you for your help, Professor. See you later."

Vicente ended the call after that, no longer lingering in that area, picked up Sarah's body and left from there, heading towards Long Bay Correctional Facility.

Long Bay Correctional Facility was where Snow Claw was, the place Shelby had told Vicente to go to take advantage of the shift change that was about to take place to free this big provincial criminal.

This facility was close to the Wolfrior Forest, so it was on the way to Vicente's next pentagram hunt.

He wouldn't have to waste much time traveling once he got there, which was about a week's journey from Ironcrest at Vicente's maximum flying speed.

'Time to move on to the last part of my plans for Millfall...' Vicente thought as he flew towards the center of the province.

...

Meanwhile, at one of the exits of Ironcrest...

A middle-aged man, tall but dirty with dust and blood, was moving through the city's sewers, limping but quickly approaching one of the local sea outlets.

Ironcrest's sewer system emptied into one of the local coastlines near this seaside city's harbor.

There weren't many people around, and with the pollution in the area, this was a standard route for criminals on the run.

'Damned Cesar! I'm still going to kill you! Just wait, and I'll be back!' Nash thought to himself, having fled the ruins of his old estate moments ago, following the local sewer system to avoid trouble.

Now that everything had gone from bad to worse, he knew that the army would soon be hunting him down, and the Sacred Devotees would be sent to kill all members of The Faceless Ones faction.

There would be no investigation this time. The blame would fall on his group after this morning's battle and the incident at The Vile Altar.

Even if he tried to seek justice and show the world that he was 'innocent,' he would never be able to rid himself of what happened in Ironcrest. Now, he could only run away and eventually seek revenge!

His logical side told him it was too dangerous to stay in the province. But his heart longed for Cesar's blood!

The man was powerful and would probably grow stronger in the future. But Nash couldn't help but long to return all that Cesar had given him.

'I'll end your family, even if I can't kill you, you bastard!' He thought to himself as he jumped into the sea and began his journey to escape Ironcrest.

As he fled, the royal soldiers in Ironcrest and members of the local Awakening Temple would soon begin to search where all the confusion had occurred that morning.

It was there that the bodies of members of The Faceless Ones faction would be found in the rubble, along with those of emissaries from the Congregation of Revelation. However, the main names of such a local underworld faction would not be found!

From that day on, all known members of this group who didn't leave bodies behind would become wanted fugitives, with huge bounties on their heads or even information about their whereabouts!

That was the end of The Faceless Ones!