Cursed Immortality N Chapter 258 Jacob’s Act (1)

??After giving his impolite reply, Jacob returned inside, but this ti he didn't start reading right away and instead headed toward the bathroom to take a shower.

As for the repercussions of his blunt disrespect toward Braylon, he was worried in the least bit. It could be said Jacob was looking forward to Braylon's reaction.

Because he wanted to see if Braylon was another hotheaded, power-hungry idiot or if he was soone with patience and looked at the bigger picture, Jacob knew he had done nothing wrong by rejecting the request for this abrupt eting.

After taking a long relaxing shower, Jacob headed toward the kitchen for the first ti in a while, as he was now used to eating raw at because of his particular situation. But it didn't an he enjoyed that; he was just flexible.

pαпdα`noν??1`сoМ Jacob nodded in satisfaction when he saw the entire kitchen was filled with all kinds of ingredients, herbs, and even spices. But before he could even light the stove, his eyes narrowed as his monts ca to a halt.

'19 people?' He was really speechless when he heard so many footsteps approaching, 'Don't tell

those guys really wanted to cause trouble.'

His eyes turned cold as his masked appeared over his face before his silver head was covered under his hood.

Without waiting for them to approach the apartnt door, Jacob had already opened the door and walked outside, and all those footsteps ca to an abrupt halt.

Those Senior Grandmasters were startled when Jacob appeared when they were only a few ters away from knocking on his door.

At the very front, in the lead, Braylon was also quite surprised before he started to look at Jacob's tall and muscular figure from top to bottom.

While Rita's eyes flashed with anger the mont she spotted Jacob's masked face and bit her lips.

"Aren't you busy, Senior Jack? Don't tell

you were playing plank on us and were just coming to the eting room?" Otto couldn't help but jollity comnt.

But this comnt made many narrow their eyes, especially Orville, who was looking at Jacob in scrutiny.

Jacob glanced at the Dwarf, who looked quite silly, but he always had this strange feeling of foreboding whenever he saw him. Still, he wasn't interested in indulging the dwarf right now as he looked at the handso scholarly elf who was smiling amiably at him.

"Senior Grandmaster Braylon, I presud?" He uttered emotionlessly.

Braylon nodded in acknowledgnt with a friendly smile and replied, "In the flesh. And you, sir, must be Senior Grandmaster Jack. You're indeed extraordinary."

Jacob narrowed his eyes ever so slightly as he didn't feel any kind of malice from Braylon at all, and he was speaking earnestly. This slightly evaluates Braylon's image in Jacob's eyes.

"I'm nothing worth ntioning." Jacob coolly stated, "I know you co from a long way to et . But I only heard about it from soone else, and it doesn't seem to be a request either. So, tell , do you think what I just did was wrong?"

Everyone was shocked by Jacob's blunt disrespectful question, which was quite piercing to the ears.

But before Braylon could reply, Lawrence beat him to it and berated, "Presumptuous! Is the way you treat…ekk…"

However, before Lawrence could finish, his words ca to an abrupt halt because his throat was grabbed by a nacing claw, and his words were jamd within his throat.

But what gobsmacked everyone was who claw it was. It was none other than Jacob who had sohow appeared from right in front of Lawrence in a blink of an eye and from over five ters away.

Furthermore, the most shocking fact was Lawrence, who was an Extraordinary-Tier-5 Kobold, got manhandled by Jacob without even being able to put up any resistance at all.

Jacob's cold voice rang at this mont, awakening everyone from their stupor, "According to Alchemy Guild's rule #31, if soone entered a personal workshop of alchemy without his permission, this action can be taken as an offense toward the owner of that workshop. Thereby, the owner can take drastic asures such as he can kill a non-guild mber and, in the case of a guild mber, breaking one limb as a first and last warning. Then he should be thrown out of the owner's workshop and forbidden entry for the rest of his life. Am I right, White Sage?"

The entire workshop was deadly silent, and only Lawrence's whimpers could and choking sounds could be heard.

A chanical voice suddenly buzzed from Jacob's wrist at this mont, "Alchemist Faceless Ancient state no false!"

Everyone's expression changed because they all were familiar with this AI voice. It was the Alchemy Guild's AI, the White Sage, who could monitor their every move while they were on the alchemy guild's property.

But they almost forget about it since they only interacted with White Sage when they were exchanging resources and received its notification from the alchemy guild.

However, no one had ever used White Sage like Jacob just did, and their expression started to pale when they heard Jacob's following words.

"Then I want to confirm another thing, according to Alchemy Guild's rule #513, if an alchemist is using the alchemy guild's property for their own personal use, like holding an event which involves more than 10 Grandmaster Rank Alchemists without informing the guild, what is their punishnt?" Jacob's coolly asked without any ripple in his voice while he was still choking Lawrence.

White Sage's voice rang again, "The punishnt is those alchemists involved in such an event will strip off one rank from their current rank!"

"Then what if they have been doing it for a long ti?" Jacob asked again, but this ti no one was in the mood to listen.

Braylon quickly spoke as his smile had now vanished, and a stern look replaced his amiable one, "Senior Jack, you stated your point. There's no need to do this anymore. Senior Lawrence, not all of us were gone too far by barging into your workshop without any prior arrangent. We'll all compensate you for your trouble."

Everyone nodded in agreent as they were now entirely spooked by Jacob's current attitude, especially his ruthless personality was now apparent.

"Senior Jack, it won't happen again. Just give us all so face." Bart was sweating buckets now as he looked at the young man who was holding a kobold like a baby.

"Stop it now. No one will disturb you anymore." Rita also chid in with a complicated look in her eyes as she never thought Jacob was so strong, not to ntion ruthless.

The White Sage's static voice sounded again, which sent shivers to almost everyone in this room, "If they do it more than three tis, they will expel from the Alchemy Guild!"