"That must be Belvan Town," Oasis thought as he saw the guards near the gate.The sound of the town—voices, the clatter of hooves, and the hum of commerce—grew louder with each step.Balto glanced at Oasis as they approached the gate. "Stay sharp, young one. This place can be as unforgiving as it is prosperous."Oasis nodded, his eyes fixed on the gates as they walked closer.The chubby boy, who was the son of the city lord, spoke to the guards, and the group entered the city without any fuss.Being part of the escort for the city lord's son ensured their smooth passage into Belvan Town.The town was bustling with activity—traders called out prices, people haggled over goods, and the air was thick with the scents of food and the sound of commerce.Though not as large as a true city, Belvan Town was still impressive, slightly bigger than Mossy Hollow where Oasis had grown up.Without wasting time, Balto and his group headed straight for the city lord's mansion to report their mission.O

As Oasis scanned the area, he spotted a group of rough-looking individuals standing near the gate, their eyes sharp and wary.They had the hardened demeanor of seasoned adventurers, their gear well-worn but functional.This was likely the group the man had mentioned—the ones waiting to join the beast-hunting party.They exchanged quiet words with each other, occasionally glancing toward the gate as if expecting someone.The guards continued their checks, inspecting each person who passed through, while Oasis approached the group, ready to see what this beast hunt had in store.Oasis approached the group after being inspected at the gate."Kid, scram!" one of the rough-looking individuals growled as Oasis stood near them."Easy, he's with us," the man who recruited Oasis interjected, arriving with four other young people around Oasis's age—two girls and two boys."Oh, boss," the rough-looking man said, relaxing a bit. "I thought he was one of those annoying brats always begging for coin

The leader of the bandits stopped in his tracks, his smug confidence replaced by a mixture of shock and fury as he slowly turned back to face Oasis,realizing that this 'merchandise' was not as helpless as they had assumed.The leader of the bandits, his face contorted with a mixture of shock and fury, barked out a command, "Kill that brat!"His henchmen, who had been momentarily stunned by the death of Roy, snapped into action.They drew their weapons, the sharp scrape of metal against leather filling the air.Two men advanced on Oasis, their faces twisted with killing intent, their eyes locked on him as if he were nothing more than a target to be eliminated.The first bandit, a burly man with a scar running down his cheek, lunged forward with a heavy broadsword, aiming a powerful overhead strike at Oasis. The second, a leaner man with a dagger in each hand, circled around, looking for an opening to strike.Oasis remained calm, his eyes narrowing as he assessed their movements.In a

"Let's get back to Belvan," Oasis said gently, sensing the pain in Ronan's voice.He then moved toward the girls, who were still trembling from the ordeal.He spoke to them softly, offering comforting words to ease their fear, and then gave Toren a light kick to wake him from his unconscious state.After a few breaths, everyone was ready to move.However, Oasis knew he needed to catch up to Garron and his group, and he wouldn't be able to do that if he stayed with the others.!!!"Ohh... here," Oasis said, handing a scroll to Ronan after a moment of thought."I'll be moving ahead. This scroll will protect you. Just inject some mana into it if you get into trouble. We'll meet in town."The scroll was a powerful spell, a piece of his parents' legacy that he always kept with him.Oasis knew it would keep the group safe while he dealt with Garron.Without wasting any more time, Oasis took off, using his Dancing Phoenix footwork technique to move at incredible speed.He darted through the d

As Oasis slid his sword back into his storage bracelet, he took a moment to survey the carnage around him.The bodies of Garron and his group lay sprawled on the ground, lifeless, their blood soaking into the earth.The wind stirred gently, carrying the scent of death, but Oasis's expression remained calm, almost contemplative."I don't know how you all started down this path or what led you to this life..""...but you were a thorn in the lives of the parents of the children you abducted,"Oasis said, his voice soft but carrying a weight of finality.He looked down at the corpses beneath his feet, his gaze unwavering."May you help others in your next lives instead of hurting them."With that, Oasis extended his hand, and a surge of his blue flames erupted from his palm.The flames roared to life, intense and unyielding, as they engulfed the bodies of Garron and his fallen comrades.The azure fire danced and crackled, consuming the corpses with relentless ferocity.The air was filled w