Barvett sobbed, "W-War Legate Draco, please spare me. I'll be your slave and do whatever you want. Just don't kill me, please!" Adrian smiled and bent over. "What's the matter? Didn't you say you were going to kill me?""I-I would never!" Barvett said in a panic. Adrian tutted. "I thought Rondoniers were proud people, yet you get down on your knees for something so trivial? Will you wet your pants if I said I’m going to kill you?""I-I…" Barvett trembled, and expected, began to wet his pants out of fear. Rondoniers were infamous for being cowards who bully the weak, and Barvett was a prime example."Disgusting… I think we should just kill him," Mya said with a frown when she saw Barvett's miserable state.“Hang on." Adrian stopped Mya. "Strider, our friend here will be of great help in finding out who those guards are, wouldn't he? There’d be no need for us to go there ourselves then."Strider understood what Adrian meant and grabbed Barvett by the neck. Lifting Barvett into
There was nowhere for Mya to run, especially not when she was right above the zombie guard as it went for the kill. Just as she was about to be skewered, Strider enveloped himself in green light and ripped off the zombie's head.Mya rolled over and took a few steps back. Pow! Pow! Pow!!! Strider landed punch after punch on the zombie's chest. Black-colored blood oozed out of the zombie, staining his clothes. Yet, even with its head gone and its chest riddled with holes, it still continued to attack."This thing isn’t dying, sir!" Strider grabbed the zombie's sword and split it in half. He then took a few steps back to put some distance between himself and the creature. Seeing this, Adrian frowned and said, "There are worms inside their bodies, and I think the worms are what’s controlling them. Our only way to stop them is to crush them until there's nothing left!""Yes, sir!" Strider leaped into the air and formed a ball of light around his fist before attacking the zombie aga
Adrian took a deep breath and drew his dagger. He exchanged looks with Strider, and the latter said, "Be careful, sir."Adrian nodded. "Let's go!" "Yes, sir!" Boom!!! Strider turned into a light beam and charged into the zombie ranks, blowing those he passed to pieces. Adrian stormed the enemy with his dagger in hand. After flipping them over, he proceeded to cut off their legs.Thus, the battle had begun. Mya was no longer cowering away like before and was instead trying to follow Adrian as she raked through the enemies. However, there were too many zombies, and they ultimately surrounded Adrian’s group. Brett and his team formed a circle, their backs facing each other as they attacked. Lights flashed and people screamed. The legend of Gostia's residents being able to use necromancy had become a reality. The sound of horse hooves could be heard as a group of zombie cavalry rushed out of the city. Their spears carried murderous intent as they swept toward Adrian and his gro
The retreat lasted for about half an hour. Everyone managed to retreat unscathed. They followed Nicholas to the eastern parts of Enigma City and came to a halt at a pillar. The zombies seemed to have lost sight of their targets and were no longer in pursuit. Brett, Mya, and the others gasped for air, looking disheveled. Adrian sat down to rest. He said, "How did you end up here? I thought you went to Shangspar."Nicholas stood beneath the pillar and gazed into the distance. After a while, he turned around and said, "I received a letter that stated you were going to die here, so I got here as soon as I could.""A letter? What letter?" Adrian stood up, his face filled with confusion.Nicholas handed him a piece of cloth with faintly visible writing.Adrian glanced at it and said, "Judging by its condition, this letter doesn't seem to have been written recently, but more like ten years ago. Hang on, I recognize this writing from somewhere…"The letter was on a piece of weathered
Strider stepped forward. "How about you stay here while I head inside, sir? I'll report to you what I find after."Adrian glanced at Strider, who looked resolute. He chuckled and patted Strider's shoulder. "I'm happy that you thought of doing such a thing for me, but the path ahead is dangerous, and it is one I have to walk on my own."Mya, leave my luggage here and take our people back to where we came from.""What are you planning?" Mya asked anxiously.Adrian turned his head to look at Enigma City. "I can sense that something inside is drawing me in. It’s as if someone's waiting for me there."Enigma City stood before them, emitting a mysterious aura that was hard not to be enchanted by.Mya grabbed Adrian's arm. "No, I won't let you go in there alone. We're going in together and leaving this place together. Also, how am I supposed to explain to Sam and Gloria if I leave you here?""This is my path," Adrian replied firmly."No!" Mya clung to Adrian. "Either you take us wit
Mya and the others stared at Adrian's disappearing figure. It was as if his mission was bound to this ancient city and nobody could stop him. Mya's face was streaked with tears, but she knew that this was something Adrian had set his mind on. The group watched him until he was quite far away, and his form finally faded from their view. "Let's go," Brett said as he patted Mya's shoulder.Mya wiped her tears away. She knew they could not linger here for long, so she led the others back. Strider glanced back at Enigma City and calmly said, "Don't worry, sir. I'll head to Wyvern Peak once we get out of here. I'll protect our family in Novemton and will never betray them. Take care, sir.”***Mya, Brett, Strider, and the rest of the group retraced their steps. About an hour later, they emerged from the passage and left the place, boarding a plane back to Novemton. Three days passed in a flash, and the group landed in Novemton. They all went their separate ways.Mya headed back to Sw
"Grandmother’s at the hospital. The Battle Warrior Department arranged for someone to take care of her. I visit her every evening and spend most of my free time with these two,” Anita said, then asked, "Is War Legate Draco done with his business? You don't seem too happy though…"Strider stood up. "I'm happy to see you doing well. I'm going to go visit Grandmother later. The main reason I've come today is to say goodbye.""Goodbye? Where are you going?" Anita shot to her feet.Strider looked toward the distant north, to a palace afar that was summoning him. He replied, "Wyvern Peak."Anita was taken aback. Nancy and Jocelyn too got to their feet.Nancy asked, "You're going to Wyvern Peak? But the selection has already ended, and Jerome has been named the current legate.""I'm not going there for the current legate, but for him and for myself. Which is why I have to leave soon. Anita, I want you to stay here and be a good girl. I'll be home soon."Anita took a deep breath. She ha
Strider was not in Wyvern Peak solely for the purpose of gaining a position. He intended to fight for himself. He wanted to be like Adrian. So when Jerome asked this question, he replied, "I'm happy with any position as long as I'm able to defend our natural moat.""You don't care what rank you take on? What do you care about then?" Jerome asked."War Legate Dominus, do you care what role you have here in Wyvern Peak?" Strider countered.Jerome burst into laughter, thinking how much Strider's personality mirrored his own. It would seem as though they were attracted to one another. He chuckled, "I like you. It just so happens that we're one man short for the battle warrior line-up. Would you be interested in taking up that role?""Absolutely, sir," Strider responded."Good. In that case, as the legate, I hereby appoint you as head of the team at the northern borders to defend Skynorth." Jerome stood up and extended his hand. "Let's do our best for Novemton.”"Yes, sir," Strider an