Leila was looking for Livie's scent to rescue her. But the place was overrun with different scents so finding her wouldn't be easy. "Where is she... I know it's this way but I don't see her." As he sniffed near a wall... *Slip* She noticed an object approaching at high speed from her left side. She immediately jumped to the side and could hear the sound of something hitting the ground. As she looked, she noticed that a man had dug his fingers into the ground. He said to her. "Wow~. That was unexpected, you managed to dodge that attack." "Normally I make sure to finish off my enemies in one move so as to spare them suffering." "But you won't make it easy for me, right?" Leila stood up and put her limbs in combat stance. Her nails grew and her sharp fangs were displayed. "Grrr. Who are you?" He introduced himself. "Naturally I wouldn't say since you'd be dead. But it looks like taking you down won't be easy, so I'll answer you." "I'm Judal, one of the candidates to be th

My situation was bad. In front of me was something unimaginable. Olgren, the traitor who had murdered Prince Blake and was wanted by the empire, stood before me. The terrifying thing was not that, rather it was his appearance. He became a monster, a hideous, muscular version of himself nearly three meters tall. His gray skin and throbbing veins reminded me a lot of a horse's neck. The only good thing was that he kept his pants on. Olgren spoke to me in an angry tone. "All the wretches of this nation shall suffer my wrath!" "No one will go free. Not even children or old people." "I will make sure that the last thing they say in their final moments is to beg for forgiveness as they bow before me begging me." Since this guy was talking trash, I walked up to him and punched him in the stomach. Since I activated the Blut, it should be easier for it to hurt. But for some reason I watched as my fist sank into his belly. "What the hell is this?" The contact with Olgren's skin was

In the game the demi-humans known as the elven race, are a special species. They use the power of nature to fight. They are skilled in the art of swordsmanship, hunting and, above all, magic. Among them there are some anomalies, the first of which are called the half elves. A cross between humans and elves, just pronouncing that is repulsive to it. It is unknown why Amy is a half elf unlike in the game where she was a pure blood. That's why her hair is blonde. But... there is something worse than a half elf, something so repulsive that they prefer to leave it as a horror story. Something that only arises when a great elf manages to fall into depravity, a state where they turn their back on their roots for a resentful state known as "Avenger mode". And its name was... dark elf. Something that in the game only happened with enemies who hated humans. The sword saint Christina became one, therefore, she is an enemy of humanity who will never let go of her resentment. ◇◇◇ The vil

In the garden of a large residence stood a man trimming some bushes. He was a big man, he was so big that he could be mistaken for a bear because of his beard and hairy arms. The man was Razel's father, Roland Bartlet. He was working. As he was the head of a small house of barons with no territory, he had to work hard to put bread on the table. He knows about his son's situation, it would even be normal for Razel to give his family a pension. But his parents said. "That money was earned by you. We don't want something you worked hard to get." The parents wanted their son to live comfortably. That's why they didn't bother him with petty things like financial problems that they don't have despite living on a daily basis. Razel's mom works part-time and the pay is good while his dad gets good money because his passion is making artistic decorations. The man who hired him was amazed at how he turned a small bush into a carousel. Or the big bush he was cutting was now a Pegasus.

In a remote neighborhood of the imperial capital, several men were gathering. One of them was walking with a group of escorts. It was Serge's father. One of his companions was speaking to him. "Chief, are you sure about this?" "There is no turning back Byron." "The revolution must begin bit by bit. Your son, Gunter was a victim of the corruption of this country." "If we want to avoid more innocent victims in the future. We must start small and start moving." "Today's guests are agents of the Unified Government, right?" "Is it safe to trust foreigners?" Serge's father hesitated for a moment then answered. "Currently we already know that the Black Crows are infiltrating the palace. Olgren was one of them so they have lost several of their cards." "That does not detract from the fact that the highest authority of this nation is not a member of them. Since, if the emperor truly knows everything, why doesn't he do something?" This man's question was a sincere one with an equall