Damn, I'm Wreaking Havoc

Javar, and Ajie smiled wryly. Is this their fault?

But Izan remained in his usual condition. He showed an expressionless face.

Luckily, the man quickly realized what was on their minds.

"Ahh ... sorry, sorry. It turns out you want to talk to me all this time," said that man.

Hearing the man's words, they immediately nodded

"So what do you need from me?" asked the man after closing the book he was reading.

"Hmmm ... actually I want to know about the book you are reading. Did you study it?" Javar asked curiously.

The man closed the book he was holding and looked at the cover of the book.

"Are you interested?" said the man, handing the book to the three of them.

Hah? The three of them tilted their heads.

Javar waved his hand and said, "Ah no, no. I mean, what's interesting about that book?"

"Ohh ... so that's what you mean," said the middle-aged man, stroking his chin

"If you want to know, I'll tell you something interesting," the man said, bringing his face closer to them.

Ajie, Javar, and Izan nodded quickly. What exactly does he want to say?

"Come here." the man waved and walked toward the library bench.

They immediately followed the man.

They headed to a wooden table that had eight chairs. Each side of the table, each has two chairs. They filled chairs on each side of the table.

After they all sat down in the chair, the man said, "First of all you have to introduce yourself first."

Even though they feel lazy to introduce themselves, they still introduce themselves.

"I'm Javar."

"I'm Ajie."

"Izan."

"All right, Javar, Ajie, and Izan. I'm Rovel."

Hearing the man's words made their eyes wide open. Eyes that used to look gloomy, now shining. Their mouths open without them knowing. They clenched their fists tightly.

I know! I already know that! Nobody will read that book besides himself. Javar thought.

Huh, seriously? So all this time the person we are looking for is in front of us? Ajie thought.

Izan opened his mouth briefly after hearing Mr. Rovel's words. Then he closed it again, and returned to a poker face.

"Now ... I will tell an interesting story. Because the kingdom is currently in a state of peace, I have plenty of free time. So I can visit the library. Ah ... this makes me remember my youth." Rovel leaned back in his chair, then looked at the ceiling of the library.

Mr. Rovel imagined a nostalgic experience for a long time while closing his eyes.

10 seconds

30 seconds

1 minute

There was no sign of Mr. Rovel to continue the story. He continued to stare at the ceiling with his eyes closed. Javar, Ajie, and Izan felt something strange.

"Hey, hey, do you feel something is wrong with Mr. Rovel?" Javar whispered to his two friends.

"I think so," answered Ajie, whispering.

KROOOKKK!

Snoring sound could be heard clearly in the ears of the three of them.

Hearing the sound of snoring makes them dumbfounded.

"Oi oi oi oi, Mr. Rovel isn't serious right? He's just kidding right?" Javar chattered.

"Hey, don't ask me. I already want to hit that person," Ajie said, pointing his index finger at Mr. Rovel.

When Ajie said that, Mr. Rovel suddenly woke up from his sleep.

Large aura emerged from Mr. Rovel's body. Tables, chairs, bookshelves, everything shakes.

Amazing aura!

"Who wants to hit me? Let me beat him to death!" Mr. Rovel's eyes widened. Veins come out on his forehead.

Cold sweat trickled from Ajie's body. Damn, damn, damn it. I'm sure he only pretended to be sleeping. Ahhhh, why is this person bothering me so much?

"Ahh ... Mr. Rovel must be delirious," Ajie said with a wry smile

"Hmmm ... is it really like that?" Mr. Rovel glared at Ajie.

"Yes, that's true. We didn't see a single person say that," Javar said defending Ajie.

Mr. Rovel continued to pay attention to Ajie, Javar, and Izan with furrowed brows. This made them more panicked.

Mr. Rovel continued to watch the three of them, then he said, "Ah, it looks like it's just a dream."

Javar smiled wryly at the words of Mr. Rovel Oi oi oi, is this person really stupid? I'm sure he must be stupid!

Damn, damn it. I have to be patient with this crazy ordeal. Thought Ajie.

"Hmmm ... okay. How far the story I tell you guys?" said Mr. Rovel.

How far? You haven't even started the story yet. Ajie thought irritably.

"Hmmm ... actually you haven't told us at all." Javar said then sighed.

"Ah, I see. In that case, I will tell you about the hidden power in humans. Have any of you ever read ancient techniques?" asked Mr. Rovel.

Ajie and Izan immediately looked at Javar. They though that Javar knew something about ancient techniques.

Seeing Ajie and Izan observing him, Javar only raised his hand while shaking his head.

"So, nobody knows. In this case, this story will not be an interesting story. Do you still want to hear? I suggest you don't have to listen, if you don't have time to spare," said Mr. Rovel to Javar, Ajie, and Izan.

The three of them have strengthened their hearts to learn this technique even though they did not find Mr. Rovel. But now they had found Mr. Rovel. This was a rare opportunity. They cannot possibly missed this opportunity.

"We will continue to listen even though we have never read it," Javar said firmly.

Ajie and Izan nodded with sharp eyes, showing their seriousness to Mr. Rovel.

"Hahaha ... looks like you want to learn ancient techniques. If so, now you have to listen carefully to what I'm about to say."

Mr. Rovel brought the bench closer to the three of them. Javar, Ajie, and Izan also confirmed their seating positions and prepared to listen to a long story.

"Actually, this technique is not what you imagine. There are still many who learn this technique in the kingdom. It's just that there are no lessons on ancient techniques in the academy. This technique is not really abandoned. The royal family is one example. They are still learning the technique. this until now"

Mr. Rovel took a breath before continuing. "Then why aren't ancient techniques taught in the academy? Can anyone answer?"

Javar, Ajie, and Izan glanced at each other. None of them knew the correct answer to Mr. Rovel's question.

"Come on ... guess what," Rovel said.

After thinking for a while, they finally answered.

"Too strong," Javar said.

"Too weak," Ajie said.

"It's too difficult to learn," Izan said.

Mr. Rovel only nodded his head at their three answers.

"Your mind is quite short, yes. The answer is quite easy. Ancient techniques are not taught in academies because there are no teachers who can teach these techniques," said Mr Rovel.

Hah?

Hearing Mr. Rovel's words, the three of them were astonished.

So just because of such a trivial thing? Is there really no teacher who knows the technique? or they can't learn the technique?

Thought after thought flooded their brains.