"Aaaargh!"On the fourth floor, Leonie immediately pulled her daughter’s face away from the window as the shockwave from the collision of two fists in the courtyard spread in all directions, its impact far greater than before. The lobby windows and several room windows in the inn shattered, including the one in the room occupied by the two women."Our Father in Heaven, may You show Your power and protect us." Holding her daughter tightly, Leonie stepped away from the window, her lips moving in constant prayer. What was happening tonight was far more terrifying than anything they had ever experienced in their lives. "Grant us the strength to endure all of this."The shockwave didn’t just shatter the windows; it also created small cracks in the walls. A sedan parked in the courtyard was pushed several meters, all its windows shattered.Judging by the scale of the destruction, Marc’s punch should have been enough to knock Vasile back and bring him down. Yet, a few seconds later, the youn

"Mrs. Griffin, are you alright?" Marc hurried toward Leonie, who was sitting at the lobby entrance with Sasha. Not only did their faces look utterly shocked, but their appearances were also in complete disarray. Their hair stood on end like they had just been electrocuted, and their makeup was smudged beyond recognition. If the situation were less dire, Marc might have laughed at how they resembled people who had been abandoned and left to go mad for years."Marc... they're not human, are they?" With eyes wide in shock, Leonie asked Marc while glancing at the goblin corpses scattered across the floor."Hmmm..." Marc nodded. "They're goblins—man-eating creatures." Truthfully, Marc didn’t want to explain further. But the fact that Leonie had asked such a question showed she had already witnessed too much. "But you don’t need to worry; I’ve taken care of all of them.""Mrs. Griffin, Sasha, stay inside while I bury the goblin corpses. I need to do this quickly since their bodies are highl

Three hours later, in the Asheville district, a cool mountainous area in the southern region of Cammont.“Honestly, I feel reluctant to part with this item.” A ninety-year-old monk took a small box out of his robe pocket and placed it on the small table in front of him. About the size of a ring box, it was covered in purple velvet. “But since I promised Master Tilcott, I must keep my word.”Marc stared at the box briefly. “It looks exactly like mine,” he thought. “Could there really be many relics like this scattered throughout the kingdom?” Even so, he didn’t linger on it and reached out to take the box.“Your Reverence, I greatly appreciate your kindness.” Marc bowed his head slightly to show respect. “I will keep this box safe and deliver it to Master Tilcott.”But before Marc could take the box, the abbot placed his palm firmly on it.“Mr. Belmont, I never said you could take it immediately.”“What do you mean?” Marc frowned.“Before this box leaves the monastery, I must first see

“Your Reverence, what do you mean by this? Promising a food package without including any food inside? Can such a thing even be called a deal?”Although Marc’s tone sounded polite, his sharp gaze betrayed his irritation. He didn’t mind if this old man underestimated or even belittled him. But how could he let anyone toy with him? This old man was no exception!As if seeing a completely different person, Tenzin merely waved his hand dismissively without saying a word.“Let me clarify this for you. This ring is not an ordinary item that can be bought with money. Even the box that holds it is of extraordinary quality. So if I don’t give you the ring but only the box, it’s more than enough. There’s nothing wrong with what I’ve said.”“Your Reverence, you…” Clearly, the old man before him was playing games. And Marc had more than enough reasons to act. Yet, as he recalled what he had seen before arriving here, he nodded, as if realizing something.Instead of losing his temper, Marc wore a bi

"Oh, what have I done?" Shaking his head vigorously several times, Tenzin’s face was filled with regret. "I attacked an innocent man like you. What a grave sin I have committed.""Your Reverence, you’re not at fault. You were under a spell," Marc said, lifting his palm from Tenzin’s chest after healing the abbot’s internal injuries. "It’s this girl who’s responsible for all this chaos," he added, pointing toward the robed girl standing not far ahead.Mr. Belmont, what do you mean? Miss Morgan is a guest at our monastery." Once Tenzin had recovered from the spell, he recalled that the girl before him wasn’t a stranger. Harper Morgan, who had appeared at the monastery gates looking in need of help four months ago, was already familiar to him."Unfortunately, it seems this girl isn’t what she appears to be," Marc replied, shaking his head. "I’m certain she’s the one who put the spell powder in your drink."Marc hadn’t seen Harper slip the powder into Tenzin’s or his own drink directly, b