Chapter 8: The Right Opportunity
Considering the fact that I can evolve and excluding the risk that I could have my freedom stripped, these are the best circumstances I could ever ask for right now. However, I could feel that ‘the time’ for my mutiny was drawing close.
The seed of suspicion will no doubt keep growing bigger inside his mind. Even though the Lord dismissed Roux’s words as lies, they must surely keep pricking him in deep recesses of his mind.
All I need is to determine the best possible time to strike.
I stopped retrieving books from the library every night. I do not think the Lord would lend an ear to a slave, and Roux with her eyes still as dead as ever, had resumed her usual duties. But I thought it would be better to err on the side of caution.
I have already learned all the basics from the books. I must be just as much of a threat to Roux as the Lord.
The Lord increased the time spent on hunting. He ordered me to hunt more monsters than before.
Such an order only made things convenient for me. If I were to happen to get severely wounded on any of my nightly dinner escapades that I cannot recover overnight, the Lord would begin to doubt me. But if it were to happen during the day, the Lord would use his magic to heal me. The Lord may be a master who I must defeat someday, but at the same time, he also made the best possible ally.
My plan had succeeded and I was getting stronger by the day but I was also getting more impatient with every passing day.
I cannot find the chink in his armor. He is still a man of mystery. I am not sure I have the time to find out the strange reason behind why the Lord chose to live so deep into the woods.