Henry and I simply sat in the dining hall; Henry was brooding and seemed as if he was contemplating something.
"Nothing will happen right..." For some reason, Henry felt there was something weird about the whole potion plant situation. Even though he wasn't an expert, he knew the neighbouring dungeons didn't have a potion plant, and if they had, someone would have found it throughout these years.
"There's something strange here...where did Feliks go?" Henry was confounded as if he had missed something crucial.
"What are you contemplating? Are you concerned about your father? You shouldn't be, because your father is by far the most powerful man in town." There was no need for Henry to be concerned, I said.
"I have a feeling something is about to happen; it's simply my int
"Blurgh!" Henry got down on his knees.He'd only taken a few steps before slumping on the ground in despair.As his confused mind cleared, Henry realized he had just slain the one man who had been with him since he was a child.And in such a brutal manner."Fuck! What exactly did you do!?" Henry yelled as he banged his hands on the ground."Get out.t...of...my...head!!"Even now, all he could think about was killing someone. He cursed his good fortune for bestowing such a dreadful skill on him.Drip!Blood slowly began to drip from his hands, which had begun to flow as a result of the multi
A three-thousand-strong army, not large enough to draw significant attention but not insignificant enough to be ignored.Even more so when they were all at least D-rank fighters and mages.Earlier, on my route to Agnus's place, I unexpectedly noticed a large crowd with my senses. At first, I assumed it was the army of some high-ranking noble arriving in the city.On closer inspection, the unit did not appear to have arrived peacefully and was fully prepared with everything that a person could be outfitted with. And when I got a closer look, I could hear them talking about destroying the city, taking over the city, killing the city head's family, and other things.The one thing I observed was that they were all talking about invading
"After a few months in bed, your father should be OK. By the way, I have a question for you."Henry knelt close to his father, who was riddled with wounds. He eventually breathed a sigh of relief because his father was breathing normally and the wounds had stopped bleeding for a long time. In his heart, he thanked his friend Riel."What exactly is it?"I thoroughly considered it before deciding that I would like to reign over a piece of territory somewhere in the world in the future. But I will not be controlled by anyone else; I will be at the top, with everyone underneath me.That's such a lofty goal, isn't it?As a consequence, the Empire may become an enemy, nay, they will undoubtedly become an enemy. Someday, I would use
If they weren't up against me, these aristocrats couldn't be underestimated. They would have fought with everything they had, their lives on the line.But because their adversary was me, they were defeated before they could even act, and I was not the type of guy who would give the opponent a chance to strike back.I grinned at the sight of his battered face, despite the fact that he was still attempting to stagger for time."You provoked this Young Master, so now he'll show you he's not to be trifled with!" I continued to kick the person who was now screaming, fuming with rage.His cries for aid, however, will never be heard because I was trampling firmly on his mouth.Sure enough, traces of life began to emerge from the oth
I climbed out of bed and dressed in a proper, non-obtrusive, but presentable outfit. I had money, therefore I wasn't going to play poor. I don't want attention, but I'm not going to make myself suffer for it.After all, I was hoping to have a taste of romance while at the academy. I am a demon, yet I also have desires.Who knows if I'll ever be able to return to my world. What I would do is find a lovely lady, start a family, and settle down. Yeah. That sounds incredible.So I'm not going to pass up the opportunity to impress some females at the academy.As I walked out of the shop, I noticed a massive carriage. I wasn't exaggerating when I said "huge." It was the same height as the three-story-tall shop.This was the f
It was late at night in the City of Light. Iris had just hummed her daughter to sleep before settling into her chair in front of her drawer. Her life had stabilized, and she had moved from moving from one place to another with her life on the line to properly settling down. A carefully done artwork of an adult man and woman with a boy and girl who appeared to be their children was on the table. It was the painting she and her husband had received when her husband was appointed City Head. It was a beautiful and serene family. But everything was destroyed, her husband was murdered, and her son was lost. She only had her kid now, and she wasn't about to give up on life. Iris then checked the small piece of paper, whic
Henry and I were both screwed. Why? The swords we chose were not of the type in which the swordmaster Selena specialises. "How come you didn't know what sort of Sword the instructor was using?" I asked, my gaze fixed on Henry. I had several plans in my thoughts, but they were all now meaningless. I also intended to learn that high-level sword technique through the system and from the swordmaster. " I only knew about her from rumours and hearsay. This is my first time seeing her, did you really believe someone like me would ever have the opportunity to get to know her well?" Henry extended his arm, implying that it was not his fault. "Please excuse me." We both looked in the direction of the voice that was speaking to us.
There were trainers in the academy, so I was swinging my sword at random on the dummy.Unlike instructors, they are tasked with keeping an eye on everyone who is training to see if the student has injured themselves while training.Despite the fact that I appeared to be concentrated on attacking the dummy, I was actually looking around at some of the students.'Weak,' I thought to myself.Luke wielded a sword, and his technique was clearly distinct from the others. It was most likely something passed down through his family.The sword strokes glided fluidly, as though they were part of nature's rhythm. I'm not sure how to describe it correctly, but it was a sword style that piqued people's interest. It was quite fascinating.