Alator's face contorted in annoyance "I said I want to get it fixed, I'm not selling it"The blacksmith sighed and shook his head in disappointment. Then, He dropped he Spear head back on the table "Fine, fixing the shaft will cost you one thousand Relics" the man said without even glancing at him. Alator's face twitched. The price was absurd. He knew the man was just angry because he refused to sell the weapon to him, but he doesn't care. Even if he spent one thousand Relics fixing the spear. He would still have about four thousand Relics left. "Do it" Alator said.The man gave him a look. "Have a seat. It will be ready in an hour."The man dropped the silver ore into the fire, and the flames flared up for a moment, throwing sparks across the floor.Alator took a seat, his gaze landed on the apple sitting on the table. He picked it up, wiped it clean with his hands, and took a huge bite. "Crumb!" The old man suddenly froze as he heard the sound. His face was turning nastier with

The sword slashed across his clothes, tearing into his skin and drawing out blood, leaving a deep wound on his chest.Alator narrowed his eyes and his face turned grim. He was pissed.He skillfully revolved the spare around his body and struck the guy."Swiss!"The sharp blade of the spare curt clean through the man’s shoulder, slicing his right arm off from his body. Alator twisted his wrist, retracted the spear, then spun around and delivered a deadly vertical slash.The spare ran through the man's torso, all the way to his chin. Splitting his head apart. His intestines bursted out, accompanied by the blood that exploded from his head and his brain popped out instantly. Now, leaving only two people left."Yo... you... die!" The one with strong build yelled in anger as he saw his colleague butchered like a pig.He dashed forward and swung his broadsword at Alator. slashing, swinging, and striking continuously.Alator was forced into a defensive stance as he dodged and parried the at

She began to pace around him slowly as she continued."There are eight noble houses ruling the eight domains in the wastelands, and the Blaze Noble House is the overlord of the Holy Flame Domain—considered the most powerful house among the eight noble houses." She paused briefly, then continued, "Apart from the Blaze Noble House, there is the Storm Noble House, the Frost Noble House, the Scarlet Noble House, the Tempest Noble House, the Reynolds Noble House, and the Kingsman Noble House" she stated.Alator seemed to have gone into his thoughts. He had just received a crucial information he never knew before."People from the noble houses are highly respected," she continued. "So, try not to offend anyone with the last names of the noble houses." She smiled as old memories resurfaced in her mind.Meanwhile, Alator was lost in his thoughts. A particular name she mentioned earlier kept ringing in his mind, but he couldn’t remember where he had heard it before. Then, his eyes suddenly wen

"Screeeeee!"A huge, birdlike beast let out a loud screech as it soared over a group of people trekking up the mountain path. Several vultures circled above, while others were feeding on rotting corpses that littered the path, filling the air with a mind-wrecking stench.Enormous black chains stretched across the landscape, running from one mountain to another before finally disappearing into the dark cloud.To the sides of the path lay piles of human skulls and bones, stacked high like grim monuments to the dead. The mountain path was rough, and the weather here was harsh, with fierce winds blasting down the mountains and ear-destructive thunder storming across the sky—occasionally flashing a blinding light over the group of people trekking along the path.On a closer look, these people were bound with black chains, their movements slow and heavy. There were deep, dark circles under their eyes, and their hair was in disarray, matted with dirt that clung stubbornly to every strand. Th

The bald man glanced at him, and his brows suddenly shot up. "Oh… the tough kid, right?" he smirked. "As for your woman, she’s dead, and vultures are probably feasting on her beautiful flesh there in the wild."Alator's face contorted and his brows tightened together, but he restrained himself from doing anything stupid. He knew the bald man was deliberately taunting him, so he kept his calm."Hey, come here" the bald man said, pointing at the soldier who had taken Alator's pouch earlier. The soldier came running toward him respectfully."This kid is tough and strong, so give him a tough and strong work to do," the bald man instructed the soldier."Yes, sir" the soldier responded immediately. He turned to look at Alator and said, "Enjoy your day… tough kid." He smirked and patted Alator’s shoulder before walking away and started mumbling to himself. "Can't believe she was the grandaughter of that old geezer. I almost got myself killed. If not for the escaping talisman, it wouldn't h