Dylan manages to find Thebet in time before he departs to another monster subjugation's mission.
“Haa, yeah, I guess so. Then, I have a favor for you to send this letter to Lady Sasha.” Dylan handed him a soft-pink envelope. Choosing a pink envelope was a challenge for Dylan.
Thebet looked at the envelope, then he took it with both hands. Shows how much he respects Dylan's request just now.
“Very well, Lord Dylan. I'll make sure this letter arrives at the lady's place."
"Thank you. And if there is a reply, send it to me. And tell Maftah that I will eradicate all the monsters present, so he can calm down a bit.”
Thebet nodded. "Please be careful out there, Lord Dylan."
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It was the first night Dylan and his team had camped out in the woods to rest the bodies that had struggled for several hours battling monsters.
Dylan brought his hunted animal, three chickens, for all the hungry soldiers. Although the
Several other soldiers who heard Dylan's conversation with their comrades also got goosebumps at the thought of it.“Listen, if they are determined, they too can pass through the fire even in pain. So it's better not to rely on the fire too much, but also don't underestimate its benefits.”"Yes, understood, Sir Dylan!"Not only one soldier thinks; 'If the guards at this border learned this knowledge from Dylan beforehand, would they survive?'..All repairs have been carried out to the best of their ability. But it could be said that they managed to revive the function of this border gate.“Now, I ask some of you to remain here to protect that fire and this gate.”The soldiers glanced at each other. This is not an easy decision. They must have complicated thoughts and complicated feelings that hold them back from volunteering. Even though the gate had been repaired to the best of its ability, this area
Someone threw himself to the ground. He sensed that his existence had been noticed. His eyes were shaking.'Impossible, that's impossible! Did I see properly just now? Isn't that guy is... that slave? But that's impossible! How can he... ah no, am I hallucinating? Yes, that must be it. There are a lot of blonde-haired people in this kingdom. Yeah, that must be it. And that guy is already dead. Because if he didn't, he would have been tormented by that magic stone.'"Raymon? What are you doing on the ground?” asked a woman whose voice sounded crisp and fashionable, a voice that did not match the gloomy atmosphere of the place.“…Sarah, get down now. Unless you want to get busted.” Raymon warned her sternly."What?"***Dylan and Faris stared at the same area for a while.Their actions made the other soldiers also curious about what the two strong men were looking at. But when they jo
Their journey was quite loose because they didn't encounter any more monsters, but they still had to be vigilant. Especially Dylan, who is trying to restore his sense of smell so he can detect the presence of monsters from afar.Like Fuschia says, nothing is impossible as long as we try. And not slacking for practice more to improve.'My body feels weird because it hasn't turned into a butterfly in a long time. I think this is the first time I haven't turned into a butterfly for four days in a row. My transforming ability won't disappear either right if I don't use it?'While Dylan was in thinking mode, Faris closed their distance slowly. He wanted to test whether Dylan could feel himself approaching, even though he had seen for himself how sensitive Dylan's instincts were."What is it? Do you want to say something to me?” Dylan asked Faris who was three meters behind him.Faris smiled with satisfaction. "As expected, you can read the aura of
It was that strange sound that suddenly appeared deafening. It was the sound that then suffocated him until he was out of breath. Until one surrenders himself to the pain.“What is this? Where am I?” A deep male voice echoed in his head while he knew he was saying it out loud.His footsteps stopped in one place when he realized that this place was strange. Even though the surrounding scenery looked familiar to the eyes, his instincts told him otherwise. That is, he had no reason to visit a place like this.That is a garden with flowers that have not yet bloomed, and the leaves on the trees are falling. He didn't like autumn the most because the streets would be dirty with leaves, as well as a bad smell. He doesn't like this garden, for god sake! The size of the garden is small so it will not be satisfied to be used as a place for a leisurely walk. Such a comparison with the garden he had in his private residence in the palace.The man cursed i
"Let me out! AAAARRGGHH F*CK SHIT!” His loud scream, accompanied by the sound of broken glass startled the maid who was guarding outside his room. They hurriedly knocked on Hayden's door carefully.Then Laura appeared. She blocked the maid from entering Hayden's room while giving her an understanding smile.“Let me calm His Highness. You guys please stand guard here.”“Understand, Lady Laura. And, be careful." Says a maidservant whose hands were shaking.Laura replied to the message with a smile.Knock. Knock. Knock.“Your Highness, this is Laura, let me in for a second to make sure you're okay. Please?”There was no answer from within. Apart from that, there were also no other sounds that should have followed, such as the sound of broken vases and other glasses in succession. Laura took a deep breath, then knocked on the big door once more.“Your Highness, let me attend to you, please?
“Hey, why don't you answer me? Why did you betray Fuschia?”“Because… I judged that if I were with you, then my life would be better, Your Highness.”"You're such a scary woman.""Why? Did you have another nightmare?”“At first I thought so. But getting here, it's no longer like a dream. But more like a cut scene.”"Uhm, I don't understand, Your Highness.""It's natural that you don't understand. Anyway, in the dream, I saw Fuschia's tongue was cut and burned. Then the dream that most often and haunts me the most is when I saw Raymon throwing Fuschia's baby into a crowd of monsters until his body was torn apart, then her maid was first f*cked before being killed, then lastly, Raymon beheaded Fuschia, while Sarah and I were watching it. ”'What a bastard! I hope there will be a dream where I will boil your head until it is cooked, then I will serve it to your loyal followers!' Laur
The quiet and cold night. The tinkling of the clock met the chimes of the artificial woodpecker hitting the bell three times in the corridor outside his room, ringing in his ears. Hayden awoke from sleep, forcing himself to wake up though his eyes didn't want to compromise. Of course, sleeping will be more comfortable.But not if the sleep is what will lead him to hell.He sat on his bed for a moment, hoping the throbbing pain in his head would quickly disappear. Since that fateful night, his health has not been going well. But this condition is still a secret. Only a few people in the residence knew, such as Luke, Raymon, Sarah, and Laura.He didn't want the hungry rats around him to know his current state. Not because he didn't have the strength to fight if they were to bite him, but because he didn't have the heart to give hope to those who thought they could defeat him who were weak.The nightmare came again in the form of a strange scene that crushed
In the Crown Prince's office – Drachentia's Royal Palace.PRANG! PYAR! All the glassware that had been beautifully displayed in the decorative cupboards kissed the marble floor loudly. Its loud sound deafened everyone's ears, but no one dared to react to it other than by lowering their heads. It was as if they had gotten used to the scene just now.Tuk. Tuk. Tuk. Then drops of blood from someone's cheek fell in succession onto the marble floor which was already covered with shards of glass. Once again, the sight did not produce any reaction from those who were still lowering their gazes.But not with a servant who unluckily got the job to serve in that room. In the very back and least visible corner of the room, no one cared about him whose face was spontaneously pale white with his lips tightly shut in shock. His hands and feet were sweating, while his heart was beating fast like he was running away from a tiger's pursuit.The male servant swallowe