Chapter 44 (1/2)

Translator: La0o9  Editor: La0o9

“So you… still came after all” as one of the patrolling sentries at a secluded corner of the fence saw the metal-mask man, he sighed.

“He already ruined one of my sons, I won’t let him ruin the other one as well” the metal-mask man replied in a low voice.

“Only this many people? I won’t stop you if you want to suicide, just don’t tell anyone you saw me tonight” the sentry sighed helplessly and opened a small gate in the surrounding fence, then stepped over to one side: “Remember to close the door”

“Let’s go, go and kill that devil who ruined my son” the metal-mask man raised his torch, went through the door and turned around to look back at Chris and the rest, giving off an air of extreme vicissitudes.

“That. Is exactly our goal” Augustin replied in a low voice with an extremely sombre tone.

Chris said nothing else and went through the door. As he used his [Respiratory Art], his body’s rhythm harmonized with his environment to sense the surroundings. Chris’ expression became stiff for a short moment before returning to normal.

“What’s the matter?” Augustin walked up to him and asked.

“I’m fine, it’s just that the rhythm in our surroundings is very ominous. Untold numbers of lives have been buried on this land” Chris replied in a heavy tone, by using rhythm to sense his surroundings, he felt like he was seeing lives being extinguished everywhere he looked.

“Indeed, thick miasma fills this place” a rune appeared on Augustin’s forehead as he gave Chris a strange look. Through his Grace of Understanding, he could feel that Chris’ words were a bit different from the truth, but he wasn’t wrong.

“Let’s head to the target, we don’t have much time” Chris didn’t look at Augustin and simply continued: “Two people in each team, maintain a certain distance with one another and move forward carefully. Use the signals to notify the rest if you find any enemy. I’ll be the one moving by myself”

“Prepare your dragon powder. If we run into any Bizarre Scales, they’re the only chance we have against them” the dragon powder Chris was talking about was one of the reinforcement goods supplied by the Interkam Kingdom.

The Bizarre Scales had been found to be sensitive to things that carry a Dragon’s aura and show hesitation towards them. If the Dragon’s aura exerted was thick enough, the Bizarre Scales would even give up on attacking them, otherwise, the Bizarre Scales’ power and speed would be extremely terrifying to face. If the Bizarre Scales didn’t have this weakness, they wouldn’t have had the confidence to take the initiative like this.

Although relics related to dragons were becoming rarer and rarer every day, the Interkam royal family itself had the Dragon’s bloodline. As the royal family takes pride in their Dragon’s bloodline, most aristocrats would collect one or more dragon-related relics to show their excellent tastes.

This dragon powder was provided by Grosk, having ground up some dragon scales to obtain. Although the scales actually came from wyverns and not actual dragons, it was more than enough against the Bizarre Scales.

“Be careful by yourself” Augustin didn’t waste any time talking. He arranged the teams as they had discussed beforehand and advanced while keeping a certain distance.

This was a plan to prevent being ambushed by the Bizarre Scales. When a group of too many people stand together, with their mobility and power, it would be extremely hard to avoid casualties.

If possible, everyone here hoped that this would be one of the adventures in fairy tales where the heroes defeat the demon king, they all manage to survive and have a happily ever after.

But real life wasn’t a fairytale. And it would be hard for anyone to tell how many people within this group of 15 would remain after this ordeal, or if they would actually win at all.