CHAPTER HUNDRED AND TWENTY-THREE“We just hurry, Lucian. Darkness is almost upon us…” General Hector looked up slowly and observed the clouds that had begun to engulf the sun.“Which way are we headed?” Lucian looked to his right and then to his left while he expected the General to give him a response at that time.He was almost certain that they were going to go to the right after realizing that the road was better than that of the left path, but he was proven wrong when the General pointed to the left instead.“That way, Lucian. We are going that way.” General Hector looked at Lucian, who sighed softly, looking at the left road, which seemed to be abandoned for a while, with a few cracks on it, and several grasses sprouting in several areas that were meant for horses and feet.“I thought we were going to go that way.” Lucian pointed to the right while he looked at the General, who shook his head instantly.“No, Lucian. That way is better. Going to the right would only make us

CHAPTER HUNDRED AND TWENTY-FIVE Angus looked at the dagger Lucian wielded in his right hand, unable to believe that it could inflict so much pain on him, but on second thought, he remembered that Lucian was more than an ordinary raider, but that wasn’t enough to make him relent. He grunted in pain, cleared his throat, and sighed heavily before taking another step forward toward Lucian, who stood still, waiting for him to make the first move. “Come on, Angus. Don’t tell me that you are going to let that small injury make you stop your just cause. Remember that you still want to purge the Empire of the Emperor’s chains. You can’t give up now that you are very close to your emancipation.” “That’s enough! Enough, Lucian!” Angus grunted in pain, looking at the injury on his left arm with blood all over it. Angus returned his eyes to Lucian, who was looking at him with a taunting smile on his face, which made him grunt angrily. “What is it, Angus? Have you suddenly lost your courage?

CHAPTER HUNDRED AND TWENTY-SEVEN Lucian sighed heavily at the words he heard from Forger, knowing fully that there was no way he was going to get to Angus with the replicas still around. He knew that they were never going to let him get closer to him, even for a short while. “This is going to be tough; I just need to find a way to kill Angus.” Lucian thought to himself while he struggled to ignore the pain that he felt from the injury on his body, which had blood still trickling slowly from it. “What is it, Lucian? Have you suddenly lost your valor? Have you suddenly lost the strength to fight? Huh?” Angus tried to taunt Lucian, but even though it didn't work out for him, Lucian couldn’t help but feel a little perplexity from the situation facing him. He wasn’t sure of how he was supposed to get to Angus without the intervention of the replicas who had already started to move forward to him at the command of Angus, who gestured to them with his sword. “It would be better for you t

CHAPTER HUNDRED AND TWENTY-NINE Enzo was no longer wary of General Hector alone, but he was also afraid of Lucian, who was not only a stranger but seemed to be more dangerous than the General, for him to have been able to kill one of the most powerful S-ranked warriors he had ever known. “You did this?” Enzo asked with a trembling voice as he continued to crawl backward, panting frantically while he kept his eyes on Lucian, who remained where he was, looking at him with a smirk on his face. Enzo continued crawling backward until he eventually was forced to stop when he collided with General Hector, who stood still with his arms folded. Enzo gasped when he realized that he was between the Devil and the Red Sea with no hope of solace from anywhere, not even from his mind that should have been able to offer him some relief. “Who are you?” He asked in a whisper, still panting while his breath remained unstable, and his heart continued racing to an unknown destination. “Who are you?”

CHAPTER HUNDRED AND THIRTY-ONE Elder Enzo continued staring at the two men who were standing close to him, it was impossible to tell if they were going to keep to their words or not, but at that moment, he also knew that he didn’t have any choice at all. It was either he told them what they wanted to hear it he could die a very painful death. “Go on, Elder Timon. We are waiting for you.” Lucian said with a smile on his face, still staring at the old man who took in a deep breath and exhaled sharply to get rid of some of the tension that he was harboring inside himself. He turned to look at General Hector who had decided not to say a word until necessary, and when he returned his gaze to Lucian, he sat on the ground in order to be more comfortable before he began to speak. “There is a man named who has been giving Angus instructions on what to do and when to do them. I think he is responsible for all the dungeon attacks and most of the outbreaks that have been happening in the Emp