My Space-Time System-Chapter 578 Story of Mistborn.

578 Story of Mistborn.

5 days after the Synder empire disbursed large amounts of resources to beef up the security of all its cities. Luciano received a mission from Prince Bryon, and he was currently on his way to relay the information to Castiel and Brian.

"There you guys are." Luciano said as he walked past the automatic sliding door to see Castiel and Brian sunbathing beside the pool of the villa.

"What's up?" Castiel asked as he took off his shades and turned to Luciano.

"I just received a mission from my brother to join the strike team tasked with capturing a member of the League of Assassins." Not wanting to give them the full details of the mission, Luciano gave them a brief explanation.

"Good luck then." Castiel gave Luciano a thumbs-up before putting on his shades and returning to his position.

Shaking his head, Luciano spoke. "Prince Bryon asked you to join the strike team; a reward will be given to you whether the mission is successful or not."

The offers of the royal family were always juicy and tempting even for his level, but Castiel didn't want to get his hands involved with anything concerning the Royal family.

However, this was a request from Prince Bryon himself, so even though he wasn't being forced to take part in it; refusing the request wouldn't be right, and might lead to future complications.

Castiel let out a mental sigh as he turned to Brian. "Guess we have to pause the vacation for a bit."

"I guess there is no rest for the wicked." Brian shook his head as he stood up from the sunlounger, but that was when Luciano spoke.

"Sorry, Brian but the request is for Castiel only because Prince Bryon felt your attack power isn't enough." Luciano explained with a sad expression.

"I have no problem with that." Brian felt hurt but he felt there was no need to make a fuzz about something that wasn't too deep.

'Why do things have to be so hard.' From the expression on Brian's face, Castiel knew he was hurt and was trying to conceal it.

He was stuck between a rock and a hard place as he couldn't refuse the request of the prince and neither did he feel good about his friend being left out.

…

Earlier that day. 𝚋𝚎ｄ𝚗ｏｖ𝚎𝚕．ｃｏ𝚖

Maximus, the illusionary water master, infamously known as Mistborn, was warped out of the League's base.

Since this wasn't an assignment from the Masked Man, he wasn't warped directly into the city of Echovale, instead, he was warped to the neighbouring Verdant Whisperwood Forest.

As usual, he made his way to the smugglers outside the city and paid them to get him in. In just in case something went wrong, he activated his high-tier cloaking device that was 2 times superior to the detection devices at the city gate.

Unfortunately for him, the detection devices at the gates had been upgraded to 3 times their previous strength.

As the carriage he was hidden in went past the gate, Maximus was detected by the detection devices, but the guards at the gates didn't make any move against him. Instead, a strike team was immediately being put in place, and traps were being set up.

Not knowing that his cover had been blown, Maximus made his way to the market district of Echovale and began purchasing food and other items he was going to donate to the different orphanages in the city.

As a child, Maximus grew up in an orphanage known as St. Helena's Home for the Destitute. It was one of the many places where the unfortunate, abandoned, and neglected children of the empire sought refuge.

Maximus was a commoner, left at the orphanage's doorstep as an infant, his parentage a mystery. From a young age, life at St. Helena's was a ceaseless struggle. The orphanage was underfunded, and the matron was cruel and indifferent. The noble families of the kingdom often visited, flaunting their wealth, and it was during one of these visits that Maximus's life took a dark turn.

The young Maximus was entrusted with serving at a lavish banquet hosted by a noble family, the House of Montclair. The Montclairs were notorious for their arrogance and cruelty, and their treatment of the orphanage staff was no exception. As Maximus served food and wine to the Montclairs, he overheard them mocking the orphans, including himself, as "vermin."

Maximus' patience and innocence shattered that night. He watched as the nobles indulged in their excesses, heedless of the suffering outside their opulent manor. The memory of that night fueled a burning rage within him.

Fortunately for him, he had an exceptional talent for the water element and was selected to join the magic school. There his talent and unrelenting drive for a better future unfortunately made him stand out.

The Montclairs family being the top donors of the orphanage ordered that he work for them, but the contract given to him was no different from a slave contract, so he rejected it.

However, this brought about a lot of threats and harassment to him and the orphanage, forcing him to drop out of the magic school in his 4th year and flee the city.

On his journey through the forest to another city, Maximus met the Masked man who offered him to join the League of Assassins. He accepted and under the tutelage of the Masked Man, Maximus honed his skills in the art of stealth, combat, and magic.

After a few years of training, he advanced to the Demigod realm, and his first target was Lord Montclair himself. He infiltrated the Montclair estate, bypassing guards and traps with ease. Lord Montclair met his end swiftly and silently, the first of many nobles to fall by the assassin's hand.

Just like Blake, he only took missions targeting nobles, and with each completed mission he spent a good amount of his pay on random orphanages and charities across the Synder Empire.

That of today was no different.