216 Yales Forced Bottleneck (1/2)
The members of the Larken Clan reached the area where Ralen and the bandit leader had battled. The middle-aged man was grabbing the bandit leader by the neck like if he was some type of animal ready to be butchered.
”I am Ralen, governor of Sword City. May I ask for the identity of the senior?”
Ralen knew that the middle-aged man was far stronger than him by how the bandit leader had ended in his hands.
”I am Herken Larken, a member of the Larken Clan. We have come to Sword City due to some matters. This bandit has some information we need; thus, we will take care of his fate from now on.”
Ralen's knees trembled after hearing Herken; he had always venerated the Larken Clan and couldn't believe a group of them were just in front of his eyes.
”Senior Herken is the best to take care of the fate of that criminal. I am sure every citizen of Sword City will agree with me. Please, accompany me inside the city. This place is full of bandit blood and corpses. It isn't a good place to talk.”
Herken nodded and followed Ralen inside the city. As for the corpses, no one touched them, since they were all killed by the Sword Mage, only him had the right to collect any belongings those bandits had.
At that moment, in the air, Yale continued experiencing a huge increase in power, but it stopped suddenly after reaching the absolute peak of the 9-star Apprentice.
”It seems that I can't advance more without fulfilling the Main Chain Quest, huh.”
Yale was capable of sensing that his breakthrough was stopped by the Last Wish System because his power up due to the comprehension of the Sword Essence had yet to finish, and the reason for stopping was simple to understand. Yale didn't know if such restriction was something he needed due to his soul or it was just because Liye wanted it to be in that way, but at least, he was sure that without obtaining the Sword Bloodline he wouldn't be able to advance to the Practitioner Rank.
”Name: Yale | Age: 16 | Origin Level: 29 |Origin Points: 9000/9000”
”Vitality: 9000| Strength: 9000| Agility: 9000| Intelligence: 9000| Wisdom: 9000| Dexterity: 9000”
Yale sighed after seeing his stats; he had really reached the max and couldn't improve more until advancing to the Practitioner Rank.
Yale had progressed a lot on the creation of the Sword Bloodline, but he still didn't know when would finish creating it.
”I should go down now. Wyba and Lar should be wondering why I haven't returned yet.”
Just when he was going to start going down, he perceived a group of unknown people nearing Lar and Wyba. Yale didn't know who they were so he rushed towards the ground.
After Ralen had invited the Larken Clan members to enter the city, he introduced Selenia, Lar, and Wyba towards them.
”Besides them, there is also the famous Sword Mage, but he is still in the sky.”
The bandit leader was still conscious and heard Ralen's words. He was a bit foolish, but not enough to not understand that the one who annihilated all his group was the Sword Mage, who was just at the Apprentice Rank.
Durgan had a strange face when he heard the name of Wyba; it was a strange name, and the only Wyba he knew was the little wolf who was with Yale.
Initially, Durgan had his attention on Lar, who was also staring all their group with anger in her face, but the shock of hearing Wyba's name made him forgot for a while about that.
Wyba somewhat remembered Durgan; he had grown a lot, but it was still possible recognizing him.
Some people noticed the strange reactions of both parties; it was clear for them that there was some kind of relationship between both parties.
”Lar haven't you played enough? How about if you return to the clan? Your grandfather is missing you.”
Lar's anger only increased after hearing that, and the surrounding people were shocked by the fact Lar was a member of the Larken Clan.
”I don't have any intention to return to let you force me into a marriage with an unknown guy. This Sword City was created by my uncle, so there should be no problem for me being here.”