I became a legion lich

Chapter 37: Chapter 3

“How do you feel, Athos? As of today you are an adult, congratulations.” Khali congratulated him, feeling emotional.

“Your mission in this city ends next week, so remind me, why are we dressing up so much?” Compared to Khali, Athos was not at all excited.

Athos had just gotten out of the shower and was still wearing a towel in front of the mirror. He had a birthday today, turning 15 and becoming an adult. He wasn’t used to cutting his hair, but his teacher insisted he cut it today, so he relented.

He created a blade of wind in his right hand and began to cut it. Athos began to look at his body in the mirror as he did so, noticing the numerous changes he had undergone. His previously lean but muscular body was now fully defined. Using nutritional potions and similar alchemical items, he accelerated the body’s development.

His muscles were toned, his abs were a six-pack, and he’d recently reached 1.77 meters. His body was covered in small, barely healed scars or scrapes that he didn’t bother to treat.

His face wasn’t delicate, but it wasn’t manly either. He had a handsome face that would be considered above average, but he had a cold, murderous look that kept people from approaching. Her eyes were honey brown, while her hair was a darker shade.

“Tell me, where are we going? I know you want to celebrate my birthday and I promised you we would, but you don’t have to be a mystery, you know?” Athos asked.

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“You’ll like it, I’m sure. You know my surprises are always good.” Khali maintained the suspense as he finished dressing.

Athos looked at him silently, before getting dressed as well.

They came out of hiding together and headed for the slums. The place had changed a lot over time. Previously, the place looked like ruins, but now, Athos could see countless shops open and people were no longer afraid to walk the streets.

“Ridiculous, isn’t it? How the gang runs the city better than the baron himself.” Khali said in disgust.

“Speaking of the Baron, is that rumor that Ricley was discharged true?” Athos asked curiously.

“Yes, that’s true. He’s leaving in two weeks. You’ll probably get an easy revenge without Ricley to get in the way.” Khali spoke. The conversation died and they walked in silence until they reached their destination.

“Well, we’re here. Happy birthday Athos!” Khali smirked as he watched Athos’ reaction.

They were on one of the busiest streets in the favelas. Lamps with tinted glass illuminated the streets with a red light. Women dressed provocatively in front of brothels, trying to get the attention of passing customers.

‘If a pet hasn’t helped, maybe a woman will. I had to wait until today to put my plan into practice, so I have to make sure everything goes well today.’ It was his plan.

“Professor...” Athos turned to Khali, unsure how to react. He had zero experience with women, so this kind of situation was new to him.

“You’ve come of age, of course we have to celebrate, don’t we?” Khali’s wicked smile widened, seeing the cold and cruel Athos bewildered. He grabbed him by the shoulder, preventing him from running away. “Today is a special day, so don’t worry about money, I’ll pay for everything. Just pick a place and have fun.”

“You’re not going to let me go until do this, are you? Let’s get this over with.” Athos raised his arms in surrender and began to look around in a bit of embarrassment.

“Not so fast. The first time is special, so you have to do it right. Did you remember to bring the stamina potions?” Khali asked.

“And here I was wondering why you wanted these potions.” Athos showed some orange vials in his pocket. “I did.”

“Fine! So let’s-” Khali was cheering, when a woman called out to him.

“Kal! Is that really you? Have you come to visit me again?” a red-haired woman asked, waving happily at Khali.

“Kal?” Athos repeated, looking at Khali.

“She confused me with someone else.” It was the first excuse he thought of.

“Kal, have you come to visit me again? You usually come once a week, but it’s only been three days since the last time. Did you miss me?” the red-haired woman asked, hugging Khali’s arm between her breasts.

“Sorry my beautiful, but I can’t today. I promise I’ll be back later.” He whispered low to the woman clinging to him as he pulled away, but Athos had improved his hearing and heard everything.

“I swear she mistook me for someone.” Khali said after joining Athos and urging him to leave the premises.

“Apparently someone is a frequent customer of the place. As an expert, do you have any recommendations, professor?” Athos teased him, after one in five brothel women stopped to wave at him.

Interestingly, all the women were redheads.

“We are not here to talk about me Athos, today is about you. Have you found one that interests you?” Khali asked hastily, trying to change the subject.

“So-so.” Athos spoke, looking to some distant place. Khali followed her gaze and saw a brothel with a specific theme.

“Oh-ho. You really have good taste. I never imagined you to be a man who likes older women.” Khali spoke with an understanding nod. Just like Khali said, the brothel Athos was looking at had a milfs theme.

“I...I don’t...” Athos stuttered, swallowing hard.

“Come on, no need to be shy.” Khali grabbed him by the shoulders and pushed him to the brothel.

“Hello to you two. It’s rare to see two such handsome men around here, is this the first time in our establishment?” a woman at the front of the store asked, leading them inside.

“My boy turned 15 today, so I brought him here to become a man. I let him pick the place and he couldn’t stop drooling looking at your cleavage, so I thought you might give him a special treat.” Khali winked at the woman, laughing at Athos’ embarrassment.

“Khali!!” Athos cried out in embarrassment, red as a beet.

“You can leave sir, we will take good care of your son.” She understood his intentions and took Athos by the arm, her hand reaching dangerously close to the war zone. She laughed when she noticed his nervousness and how much he struggled to remain stoic. She turned to Khali and asked. “Now, about the kind of service your son wants...”

“Like I said, today is a special day for him. I want him to have full service.” Khali smiled, placing a bag full of silver coins on the table. The woman’s eyes gleamed with greed, seeing the bag of money on the counter. It was more than the brothel would make in an entire month.

She mentally thanked her friend who switched shifts with her, and allowed her to win this VIP customer. “Girls, we have a VIP here! Come meet him and get the best room!” The woman spoke loudly, drawing the others’ attention.

“Ara, ara, who is this cute boy?” Random milf 1.

“What a handsome young man! Is this your first time here? I’ll take good care of you~.” Random milf 2.

“Did you guys think he was cute? I thought he was pretty strong for someone so young. He’s pretty muscular.” Random milf 3.

Athos quickly found himself surrounded by women as he was dragged into the best room in the brothel. And Khali stood back and waved at him, as if watching his son go on an excursion.

“Have a good time.” was all he said, with a bright smile. ‘Well, let’s see if that redhead is still free.’ That’s what he thought as he left the brothel.

Athos was dragged into the bedroom, before being thrown onto the bed.

“I got this client, so I’m going first, if you don’t mind.” The woman who brought Athos said, as she climbed into his lap. “It’s your first time, so leave it all to me.”

For the rest of the night, Athos was taught that life wasn’t just about training and revenge.