Chapter 396: Lordly Greeting (1/2)
Shattering the tranquility of the calm, silent grassy plain, suddenly a humming sound, a muffled noise could be heard. Another moment later, seemingly the air itself shattered as a distorted echo reverberated to the distance, quickly grabbing the attention of its clueless inhabitants.
A tear started to emerge, golden-colored that rapidly grew, forming into what in a couple of seconds now looked like a gate.
As the gate appeared, a youthful, long-black-haired figure emerged. His exotic, golden eyes slowly scanned the horizon, taking his time to take in all the sights that, just a brief moment ago, seemed nothing more than a dream, a scene from his imagination.
As his eyes landed on the approaching figures, suddenly he was reminded of a small mistake, a blunder he might have made.
”Damn, I forgot that I'm not in my goblin lord form…” He muttered to himself. Waving his hand, his figure transformed in a brief instant. Utilizing his [Shapeshifter] skill to its maximum effects, his figure rapidly changed.
A few extra pounds of flesh appeared over his waist and on his limbs, as if a bucket of paint was thrown at him, his skin tone darkened, donning the familiar dark green palette that he had back in the forest.
At the same time, he removed the imaginary shackles, and no longer restrained his aura. As if an explosion, a massive, fierce wind, akin to a sudden whirlwind, a tornado appeared around his figure, and descended on this world's unsuspecting residents.
Instantly, as they felt the familiar power, the approaching group's faces brightened up. From the heavy, cold looks, now each donned a thin smile, their grips over their weapons eased up, as they continued the latter half of their momentous rush to welcome their lord.
At the same time, back in the village, three particular figure's faces instantly darted towards the direction of where this newcomer suddenly appeared. Immediately, all three of them left what they were currently doing and rushed towards his direction, surprising those that they were with.
No matter what the situation was, their sole focus was now to reunite with their Young Master. Everything else was secondary to this very important matter.
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Taking a large gasp of the clean, energy-rich air, Aiden sighed with a delighted expression.
”Woah… The air is… so good!” He exclaimed, already feeling its refreshing, restorative effects. Like in the underground altar below the tower, the air in this place was rich in [Soul Power], the higher form of energy, the natural essence of the Primals.
He was certain that meditating in this place would bring incredible benefits, making his desire to create a secluded training space all the more clear in his mind.
As he was engrossed in his own thoughts, his dreams, he didn't notice that slowly but surely a growing group of figures approached his way.
A few moments later, however, a familiar, horse, gruff voice woke him up from his daylight reverie.
”[Orc] Young Master! You came!”
Opening his eyes, he was greeted with the smiling giant orc chieftain, Roas's delighted-looking face. On his right, a bulky, a similarly bulky figure, Glohn stood at attention. On Roas's left, a much younger-looking young man and compared to the other two, quite thin-looking Gob was standing straight, his spear held firmly at his right hand, whilst he was trying to keep a straight face and forcing the emerging happy smile down.
”[Goblin] We greet the Young Master!” The ex-goblins exclaimed loudly, greeting their one and only Master and the True Lord of all living beings in this world.